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rainychaoloveshack · 3 months

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Can you do Boom!Sonic x reader with an angsty scenario? Maybe Sonic says something about the reader and they take it the wrong way which leads to internal conflict? Canonically in the boom universe he tends to be rather cocky and says things that come out wrong. Thank you so much, please take care of yourself.

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ ☂︎ ⋆ ﾟ 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲? 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐠.

sonic’s arrogant behavior is becoming too much to bear.

synopsis. boom!sonic x gn!reader, light angst, sonic thinks he's too cool for help... (he doesn't wanna admit he's worried for you)

☂︎ wc. 1k ☂︎ a/n. im so sorry this took so long anon!!! ;( i had to do some of my own research for his character. i went through a small writing stump while writing this one. if you'd like a rewrite, just let me know! might just end up doing one anyway...

likes, reblogs, and especially comments are extremely appreciated!!!

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“It’s just Egghead back up to his schemes again. His robots have been popping up around town more often.” Sonic stretched his arms up high, taking in the golden-hour sunshine cast on the two of you. “It’ll be way too easy to just knock him down a peg!”

You copy his movement, grinning at the thought of going on another adventure with Sonic, despite going on one with him yesterday and having to get patched up a bit because of it by Amy. It happens so often, but you really can’t seem to get enough of it, letting the sunshine almost blind you as you turn your head to Sonic, feeling the warmth cast on every part of your body.

Shame that Eggman’s up to his dumb plans. If he wasn’t, maybe you and Sonic could’ve relaxed at the beach together, cuddled up on a beach towel while you two sipped on some coconut milk. Pity.

Sonic notices you mimicking him, and a grin spreads wide onto his face. “Oh look, I’ve got myself my very own mini-me, huh?”

If you could hush him up right now, you would. But you shake your head and stick your tongue out teasingly, rolling your eyes over at him. No wonder Eggman’s always out to get him, this annoying little idiot. But it’d be best if you both got a move on now before it gets too dark.

Sonic’s smile falters at you bringing up Eggman’s name, causing his body to tense up ever so slightly.

“... Yeah, come on.” Sonic beckons you over, but it’s not hard to notice the lack of energy in his voice, so suddenly at that. You open your mouth to ask about it, but shut it rather quickly. Would asking him that make him feel more uneasy? You’d rather not find out, so you walk towards him, and continue on.

Sonic starts at a fast-paced jog, but slows down almost instantly, his ear twitching with uncertainty. You stop a bit away from him, noticing the sudden shift in demeanor.

“Hey, uh, [Name].” Sonic says softly, looking at you from over his shoulder. “How about I handle this one by myself, yeah?”

… What? You tilt your head at his proposition, clearly confused. Who else could he go with right now? Everyone else is busy, running errands in their daily lives, or fixing their own issues, and since it’s just you and Sonic here, why not? What gives?

“I don’t want you to-” Sonic scowls, shaking his head at his blabbering words, before backtracking. “I got it. I can handle this easy-peasy, so… You can just stay here, okay?”

What the hell is he talking about? Well, you understand it, at least the smallest bit. You’re hurt, but it's not as though you can’t fight. A gash in your arm will do you no harm in combat.

Sonic sees the dissatisfaction on your face, and shifts onto one leg, stretching it out before switching to the other one.

"You-" He starts, but changes his words rather quickly. “I don’t want you to slow me down.” He mutters, smoothing out his quills behind him as he taps the tip of his shoe onto the ground in a rhythm that drives you crazy. “‘Think I’ll do just fine on my own.”

What?

You scowl, crossing your arms and tilting your head at him. How much longer is he going to do this act of his? It’s all an act, you know it is.

“Act?” Sonic glares at you for a couple of beats, the silence ringing out between you two only disturbed by the swaying of palm trees, and the waves of water hitting the glittering shore in the sunset. He seemed offended at your accusation, tensing his muscles as his ear twitched downward, an irritated expression reflected on him. “What kind of act are you talking about? I can’t worry about my friend anymore, huh?”

What? Does he think you’re too weak? Pathetic? Does he think you need to be handheld every second of every hour? Coddled?

You grit your teeth, almost with enough strength to bite your tongue off if you really wanted to, brows furrowing as you glare at him. You’re so sick of his antics. Sick of that cocky attitude of his. It sucks, it sucks, it sucks.

Why can’t he drop his pride and that little ‘cool’ act of his for even a second? It’s so infuriating. It makes you sick.

His eyes meet yours, and you can almost see his demeanor falter for a moment right before his body tenses up, and his ears flick down, a growl growing upon his lips. “I mean it.” He snaps. “You’ll see just how fast I get it done without you lagging behind me the whole time. I don’t need you anyway…”

Is that so? You turn on your heel, rage fuelling every step you take on the hot sand as you try to get as far away from him as possible, the thought of even being around him making you nauseous within the moment.

“Huh?” Sonic says softly, clearly surprised as he tries to gather his thoughts quickly enough to form a sentence. “[Name].” Sonic says, remorse lacing his voice, but you don’t want to hear it. Not at all.

He takes a few steps towards you, reaching out to your wrist as his fingers wrap around it. “[Name], c’mon, wa-”

With a fair bit of rough force, you tug your hand away from him, smacking his gloved hand away as you keep your stride going, refusing even to take a glimpse his way.

You leave Sonic standing there, left to fidget with the brown bandana set around his neck in impatience, tapping his foot repeatedly on the ground anxiously. Despite his irritation, he still has the words still bubbling inside his throat, threatening to come out.

“[Name],” Sonic says under his breath, even if he knows that you’re already far gone. Too far away to hear him.

“I’m sorry, [Name].”

#possibly ooc #sonic x reader #sonic #sonic the hedgehog x reader #boom sonic #boom sonic x reader #thank you for your request!

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skulla-rxcks · 11 months

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A wolfs puppies

Paring: werewolf!chan x fem reader

Rating: explicit

Genre: smut

Warnings: cr3ampie, breedlng

Day 31 of k-tober

Taglist: @f3lix00 @channiesgoodgirl @mal-lunar-28

!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

A/n: sorta pt2 of werewolf in heat, it’s not needed to read it but you’ll understand what’s happening better if you do :)

P.s; i’m afraid kinktober has come to an end, thank you for all the new supporters and all of the reads on my stuff throughout this month, as much as it’s been tiring for me, i’m really fucking thankful for all of you <3

It’s been a while since I’ve been in the woods, after what happened last time I mean; a whole fucking werewolf fucked me against a tree, definitely something that wouldn’t happen on a daily day basis, hell. I didn’t even believe in myths like werewolves before then. Maybe I should go back and see how he’s doing, If I remember correctly Chan was his name.

Anyways I should probably head off now, maybe I’ll bring him some food too? Maybe I’ll meet others like him sometime. I sigh going to my fridge and grabbing a chunk of cooked beef, he’d eat that right? Either way, I slip on my boots and exit my house, as I shut the door I think about why the fuck am I going out at like 12AM again, but whatever I guess, it’s a full moon tonight so hopefully that’ll up my chances of him showing up.

I made my way to the path once again and begin to walk down it, a smile forming on my face as I see the familiar trees get closer and closer to me. I continue to walk down the pavement until I reach the lake, taking a seat on the log before frantically looking around if I can find the strange creature from about a week ago.

The stars are brighting so I pay my attention to them as I’m waiting for the man/werewolf thing to come out of the shadows. It doesn’t take long until I hear a rustle in the bushes, followed along with someone tapping my shoulder.

“Oh, you’re back” a voice says to me, I turn around. It’s Chan, it’s really him. “Y-yeah I uhm, wanted to see how you were doing.” I stutter as my cheeks become visibly flustered.

“Ah, I’m not too bad myself, what about you?” He replies. As I’m thinking of an answer I pull the slab of meat out from my bag and hand it to him. “I’m okay, t-this is for you, I sort of have an idea what you’ll eat but I also don’t..” I turn my head embarrassed.

“Oh thank you~ of course I’ll eat anything from you.” The creature smirks. “So why did you come here this late again? It’s pretty dangerous for a girl to be walking alone in the woods, or perhaps.. you wanted something from me” Chan whispers into my ear before pulling away to see my bright red face.

“I.. I told you, I just.. wanted to see how you’ve been and if you want anything else from me..” a splash of fear and lust runs through my veins, also being visible on my face too.

“Hmm? Only that? Fucking boring, well may I at least one thing. Has your body recovered from me breaking your pretty little cunt yet..?” He grins, taking my hands in his.

“C-chan.. why are you asking?” I question, feeling my cunt grow wet as I drip down my thighs.

“Because I want to fuck you again. I want to breed you, fill you with my puppies and claim you as mine.” He responds boldly with no hesitation at all, making me gasp in shock as I feel my body growing weak due to the slutty words he’s saying to me.

“Couldn’t stop thinking about how fucking good you felt around me. Please, may I?” Chan asks me, I nod in response letting the strange werewolf begin to strip me of my clothes, he unbuttons my jeans and slides my panties off, taking my shirt and bra off slowly after, he licks his lips at the sight of my tits, wanting to touch me, wanting to fuck me, but most importantly; Wanting to pleasure me until I can’t take it anymore.

“Channie… please.” Whimpers fell out of my mouth as he begins to make circular motions with his fingers around my clit, making me buck my hips for more. “Patience baby doll.” Chan chuckles, moving his head down between my thighs and taking my swollen clit In into his mouth and sucking on it lightly. “Mmgh.. more.. I need you inside of me..” I cry out. He thrusts two fingers into my cunt slowly changing the speed and pressure of the thrusts. “There you go, I’m inside of you now”

“N-no..” I whine. “No?”

“Dick.. I want your dick.. I need your cock in me..” I plead, needing more of him so fucking badly.

“You whine so fucking much..” he growls, positioning his tip at my opening before slowly pushing me open, I let out an airy gasp as he does so. It’s almost like I’ve forgotten how thick his cock is. “B-big” I moan, wrapping my legs around his waist as he begins to pound in and out of my tight, wet hole, stretching it really fucking good. Way better than last time we did this. “Yeah fuck.. god you’re such a good girl.” He praises me, this thrusts getting more and more rougher than ever before, making me squeal out in pleasure. “Shh” he chuckles, connecting his lips to mine making our mouths dance together, as well as our tongues.

“Chan..~” I moan into the kiss, feeling myself get tighter as I drive closer towards my orgasm, hoping he also is. “Mm, I wanna fill your pretty hole with my pups..” Chan teases, pulling away from the kiss to watch my face as he’s fucking me good, making my body into his property. “Please.. please” I answer him, wanting him to feel me with his seed until I can’t take anymore. “Yeah? You wanna get filled with my cum until you take all of my puppies?” He teases, a chuckle escaping his mouth as he hears how god damn eager I am for him to thoroughly breed my cunt until his balls are dead empty from spilling all of his semen inside of my hole. “Yes.. yes please, give me your babies.. please Chan..” I beg again, tears beginning to swell up in my eyes from how badly I want this.

“Mm, I’m gonna fill you up. You ready babes?” He smirks, holding my body still holding himself from releasing as he waits for my answer. “M-mhm, do it.. I want to carry your puppies.” I cry out, my pussy tightening around his cock as he finally, fills me up with his seed, not pulling out until he’s certain that all of it’s gone into my womb. I climax not long after, my nails scraping into his back as I cum around him. “Do you wanna come back to mine for a bit? So we’re out of this shitty looking forest?” I ask, blushing. “Of course babes.”

#~skulla rxcks #stray kids smut #skz smut #kpop smut #bang chan smut #bangchan smut

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notsocheezy · 14 days

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Brain Curd #176

Brain Curds are lightly edited flash fiction - practically first drafts - posted daily (haven't missed one yet!) and sometimes written with the express intention of being terrible… but, you know, in an endearing way. Please like and reblog if you enjoy - the notes keep me going!

He's gonna be Frank with you. Read the rest of The Frank Program here on Tumblr!

Last time on The Frank Program, Frank caught Daryl watching something on his phone during recording, and he didn't like what he saw.

Daryl exploded out the door to the parking lot, anger in his stride, fear in his posture, and tears in his eyes. Chad, leaning on a car, got up immediately when he saw the kid running off.

“Hey!” He called out. Daryl wasn’t stopping for anything.

Cautiously, Chad poked his head back inside. Frank was stoic, silent in his host’s seat, a lit cigarette in his left hand. He took a drag from it and sighed out a puff of smoke.

“Come in, Mr. Graves. We oughtta finish the show.”

“You alright, bud?”

There were bags under Frank’s eyes that Chad didn’t recall seeing before. “I’m plenty content to finish recording.”

Graves sat down in his chair. The corner behind him was conspicuously empty. The chair which had been there before sat askew and on its side at the other end of the room.

“You know, Mr. Graves -”

“You can just call me Chad.”

“Well, Chad…” Frank took another hit. “I ain’t touched a cigarette in ten years. Kept this one in the studio just to prove to myself I didn’t need it.” He chuckled. “Funny how I keep proving myself wrong, huh?”

“How’s that?”

“Oh, the usual. I think o’ someone as a friend, or a wife, or… or a son. And I come to find they never were, really. They stab me in the goddamn back.”

“I take it that your chat didn’t go too well?”

Frank sneered. “You have no idea.”

“I’m sure he’ll come around. You know teenagers, I mean… I remember when I was a teenager, I got in arguments with my parents all the time.”

“We’re no stranger to arguments, Chad. This is somethin’ else. I’m losing my boy.”

“What exactly happened?”

Frank huffed and smothered his cigarette in the ashtray. “We better get back to my prepared questions.”

“Yeah…” Chad nodded slowly. “Alright.”

Frank shuffled through pages, looking for a question he still felt like asking. “Uh… Do you and your friends ever have creative differences when working on the show?”

“I don’t think we’d be as effective at doing our jobs if we did. Really, all four of us try to stay out of the creative side of things most of the time. Our producer decides what the story is for a given episode. He takes our full night of footage, and our analysis of the findings, and he gives that to his editor to make the pieces fit together.”

“Does the show replicate the experience of actually bein’ there, do ya think?”

“To be honest with you, I don’t usually watch it. Kind of a ‘been there, done that’ situation. But I have been channel surfing before and caught a rerun from a few years ago, and it definitely brought back memories.”

“Well that’s nice. Nice to have something to look back on. I guess I’ve got that too, huh? A little piece of the past… to bring back memories.”

“Yeah, I guess so. The nice thing about the show is it cuts out all the boring bits. The parts where we’re just sitting around, whispering to each other like we’re trying not to wake up the parents at a sleepover.”

“Right,” Frank said, a lump in his throat. “Those are the parts you really miss when they’re gone.”

Chad tilted his head to look around his microphone. “It’s gonna be okay, Frank. He’ll -”

“Mr. Graves, I don’t want another grown man to see me cry. So thank you for being here, but I must be signing off. Go ahead and tell the people where to find you.”

“I’m on all the socials as @GravesGhostVisions, so just search that up if you want to see where we’re headed next.”

“Thank you. This has been The Frank Program…” Frank struggled to get the words out without letting tears come with. “So long.”

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bahoreal · 1 year

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Ask and you shall receive, I guess ;) ☔

please imagine me laughing evilly THANK YOU

okay so the line in number four was always you is this:

Trent wonders, if he got Ted a ring, would Ted wear it?

and it's under the cut cause it got LONG lol

So. I imagine. They both want to get married but both feel a little weird about marriage due to their previous marriages not working out, so there’s a little hesitation from both of them. Ted is your classic traditional guy so he knows he wants to eventually, he just wants to give himself some time to like, build up to it. Then he imagines actually being married to trent, being able to call him “my husband” and him wearing a band that shows he’s committed to ted, he imagines standing in front of all their friends and committing himself to trent and he’s like ok. Actually. I can’t see a life where this doesn’t happen for me. Let me work it into my plan, I’m going to propose on christmas by giving him a gift that’s just a ring in a box that says something like love of my life, marry me. He has a plan. He’s going to make it all soppy and ridiculous.

But trent? Trent is already like. I want to marry him. I’ve never been married to a man, I’ve never been married to someone I loved like this. I want to commit myself to him through a ceremony, I want it so badly. But he gets a little bogged down in knowing that this won’t be the first time that ted has committed himself to someone else and it’s like, he’s trying not to see himself as a consolation prize, he knows ted loves him. Ted has taken all the big steps so far, with his confession and inviting trent to move in with him, trent wants to take a step this time on his own, and let ted commit himself to him and really trust him when he says he loves trent, that he’s never loved anyone the way he loves trent. Trent’s like I need to tie that man DOWN so he doesn’t run away while ted is like. So firmly tied he can’t move. Trent’s not the smartest when it comes to ted what can I say.

SO i IMAGINE that trent would get a simple silver band and worry a little that ted might not want to wear it or might not want to wear it during games or training or whatever and holds off on giving it to him for ages. He’s like, should I get him a chain to wear it around his neck? No that’s stupid lots of people wear wedding rings, nevermidn that ted did for years and years. He can just give ted a ring. So he like, scours sites and jewellery shops and plans endlessly about when the right time to give it to him is. they just sort of go about their daily lives and no one really drops hints to trent (because they're dropping hints to ted, expecting ted to pop the question. but ted has a PLAN and trent moving in after only a year was so far ahead of his plan he's having to reassess it, he's like i can ask trent to marry me in another year which means i should only ring shop in nine months because otherwise i'll just ask him. way too soon.)

trent ends up talking to someone, probably mae, and asking what she thinks about wedding bands for men who have active jobs and she's like something simple but timeless, a simple band, ted looks good in silver. and trent is like yeah i can do that. and buys one the next day (after sneakily measuring ted's finger, lol)

and trent just carries it around with him, knowing how much ted loves romcommunism and both their confession and him moving in weren't quite the perfect romcom moments and he wants to make it perfect for ted. like the right time will happen, he's just waiting for it.

and then he forgets his jacket at the club because the weather is getting nicer and it's hot out and beard gives it to him and looks at him like O_O until there at the crown and anchor or something and ted goes to the loo and beard is like hey are you planning to propose to ted or are you still married or something and trent's like what? do you think this is hollyoaks? and beard is like hey that's a quality show with some real brilliant drama and trent's like no i want to propose it's just - ted is better at this, he knows when i'm ready, he's good at reading me, he’s good at making these moments special, i'm worried if I ask him he won't be as excited as I am, or it won’t be the propsal he dreamed of.

and beard is like how have you been dating him for this long and you don't know he'd jump at this. like literally jump. he'd be through the roof. Any way that trent decided to propose. Trent could say it right after a loss and ted would lose his mind. He'd want to change his name.

and trent is like oh my god he can't change his name he's TED LASSO

And beard is like. You could combine them. Crimm-Lasso. Lasso-Crimm.

And trent is like that sounds like a brand of hotels

Beard goes. Crasso? And trent is like this is intolerable you’re awful and ted sits down with them and is like what’s awful and beard is like :-) what if you combined your surnames. To make crasso. And ted’s like omg lassimm sounds like some kind of fancy jewellery, we could make that work and trent’s like you’re literally talking about marrying me right now at the fucking pub like it’s something you’re planning to do oh my god is he going to propose first? I need to propose first.

So he figures something out. He’s like. I have to give ted the Romance he deserves. And the next friendly - which is against france, they’re in paris, but ted spends the whole time kind of weird and mopey and is like sorry, you don’t deserve this, I just got reminded of last time I was so upset about paris, when my whole life was falling apart but it’s not like that any more, I’m so happy, I have you. And trent is like well I can’t propose while he’s thinking about his ex wife. So he lets it go and they just have a really nice time being romantic in paris drinking fancy parisian wines and having a lot of sex

The next thing trent plans is a lil picnic thing, he sort of sucks at planning these things so he stresses a lot and asks for help from keeley so it’s like. The most beautiful stupid little picnic but ted?? Ted has hurt his hand and it’s all bandaged so trent couldn’t put a ring on it if he wanted. So thats another one down

Trent is like. Feeling like ted is gonna get there first and he really wants to be the first to propose. And the more he fails the more he’s like this is a romcom, im living in a romcom but it’s specifically designed to TORTURE ME. And he’s planning another - they’re stopping in bath on the way back from the bristol match so he and ted can have a day doing romantic sightseeing things and he’s planned a spa day because ted always talks about spas and bath is famous for that (and it’ll start being romantic as soon as ted stops trying to pronounce “bath” the english ways, which he’s been alternating between for a full week before they go - trent thinks he might be more excited about the trip to bath than the game, which makes him almost giddy with happiness and nerves) but then

A few days before they go

They’re at the club after training and trent has to go pick up henry bc ted has club business but he put his keys down somewhere and doesn’t know where they are (and he’s still nervous about being a terrible not-quite-step-father to henry) and thinks he might have locked them in his car so he’s unloading his pockets and the ring box - which he’s still carrying around gets dunked right onto the table and ted sees it and - he looks over it, completely does not think it’s anything special because trent is always carrying some weird shit in his pockets (but usually just a lot of pencils)

But beard notices it

And beard DIVES to cover it

And ted is like now hold on, are you two keeping secrets from me again? You know I thought you two were dating when I first came back to england, you were being all secretive, but now I know Trent’s way out of your league, beard

And trent is like haha, yeah fails to play along with the joke which is even more suspicious to ted than beard leaping across the desk

And while ted is distracted looking at trent beard passes the ring to nate, who looks terrified immediately.

And ted is like now it’s alright if you don’t want to tell me what it is but… I’m a little scared, you’re still in love with me, right?

And trent is like. This would be so much easier if you were less perfect. And ted is like uuuh that’s not actually what I want to hear, you know me trying to cover up what’s wrong isn’t a good thing, it’s something I’m trying to work on. And trent is like no, that’s not what I mean, I mean I’m trying to make everything perfect for you and it’s difficult, if I didn’t want it so much it would be easier

And ted’s like now I’ve lost the plot again, and he looks sort of panicky, the bad kind of nervous, and trent is like oop I fucked it I absolutely fucked it

And the ring by this point is with roy, who has it in his pocket, and he’s like “stop being such a twat and just give it to him, you’re going to make him think you’ve got a conspiracy planned” and trent is like fucking hell okay just give it to him

And roy throws the ring at ted and ted opens it and trent’s like. Ta-da. And ted’s like. You wanted to make it perfect. And trent’s like. It’s pretty difficult to set up a romcom moment. And ted’s like this feels like a romcom moment, you know. Where everything goes wrong in exactly the right way.

And trent’s like thre right way?

And ted’s like my favourite person asking me the exact thing I wanted to be asked surrounded by my favourite people? It’s perfect.

And trent’s like well I haven’t actually asked you yet. I was afraid you were going to get there first. And beard snorts and trent’s like oh? And ted’s like yah I had a plan, it was going to be at christmas. And trent’s like you set me up and beard’s like shrug I genuinely wasn’t convinced you’d do it first

And trent is like. All our biggest moments are happening at richmond. And ted’s like does this mean we have to get married here too? Trent imagines telling his dad he’s getting married at a football club and literally goes pale.

And ted’s like okay come on then you haven’t asked it yet. I haven’t had anyone ask me this before it’s exciting. And trent’s like but I had a plan, I booked you a spa day and ted’s like no that’s not a romcom that’s just like a drama, you need to ask me now. Bonus points if you can make someone cry.

And trent is like. God I wish I wasn’t doing this in front of everyone. You’ve changed my life, I told you once it would have broken my heart to never see you again but now I think it might break my heart if I don’t get to see you every day. The family we’ve built, it’s everything to me, I want it with you for as long as you’ll have me, I want to see my daughter grow up with some words pronounced american for absolutely no reason, I want to grow old with you, and be on this journey with you. I know that people leaving, people changing, it’s scary. But I want to see every version of you that you become, and be there for you when people do leave, because I never want to. You make me believe we can have it, we can be a romcom that never ends.

And ted is like oh god, I didn’t expect that I’d cry. I want all of that, I want to tell everyone that you chose me. And trent puts the ring on (which fits and trent will Never admit that he measured ted’s finger while he was sleeping) and they kiss (and roy cries too)

And their wedding doesn’t happen at richmond, it happens in a cute little church (on trent’s mum’s insistence) and it’s slightly awkward and uncomfortable because trent has dad issues and ted has mum issues and they’re mostly waiting for the honeymoon where they can remove themselves from the stresses of family and wedding planning. I could write another 2000 words about the wedding tho so THERE U ARE number four was always you proposal scene.

#ted lasso #tedtrent #number four was always you #sorry if this was incoherent i didn't proofread it #.jmade

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scruffyplayssonic · 1 month

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Professor Scruffymatt will return

Hey friends, just an update regarding my Twitch channel and how barren and tumbleweed-y it's been since April.

So as you may already know, I've gone through a lot of lifestyle changes in the last few months. In late April I flew to Canada and married my partner after we decided that a 12 and a half year long distance relationship was more than enough. When I returned to Melbourne in May I immediately came down with some kind of virus. It wasn’t COVID thankfully, but it still took me out of commission for almost two weeks. Not ideal when I was supposed to be finishing up work and training a replacement during that time. Oh well, I had sick leave and I bloody well used it. Once I was at least partially back on my feet I had to go through the process of packing up my house and deciding which of my belongings I was going to ship to Canada and what I was going to get rid of. And after looking at shipping rates, I ended up keeping a lot less than I'd been planning to. RIP, most of my classic gaming and DVD collections. </3

I left Melbourne in early June and spent a month or so with my family in Western Australia before finally making the return trip to Canada in early July, where I am now happily living with my new family. One thing that my partner's wanted me to have since I got here was a space for myself, but unfortunately the spare bedroom was a cluttered mess when I arrived. So we've been going through a long process of getting it into a decent state, and it's now almost ready to become my office. I just need to buy a desk and a chair, and then I'll be ready to get back to streaming again. I'm also still waiting for my belongings to be shipped to me (which should be some time in the next fortnight), especially because they include my Xbox.

So yeah, hopefully I'll be up and running again soon. I do plan on finishing up my Classic Era Sonic marathon, which I had to put on hiatus back in April. But there's a number of other games I want to stream as well, such as Arkham Origins: Blackgate (gotta finish my run of the Arkham games eventually, right?), a new game I recently discovered called Thank Goodness You're Here, and I might possibly continue some other series I've streamed in the past such as Dead Rising and Ace Attorney. Once I’ve gotten my Sonic comics back, maybe I could try to figure out what I’d like to do with a review show. And maybe eventually I'll even live up to my avatar and do a Professor Oak challenge on stream rather than just tweeting my daily progress. Anything's possible. Oh, and on the topic of my latest Professor Oak challenge: that’s on hiatus for now. I’ve really gotten into the recent release of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon on the Switch’s GBA app, and most of my gaming attention is going to that right now. In all honesty, I probably needed a break between Professor Oak challenges anyway.

One other change I am going to have to make is to my streaming times. Saturday nights were fine for me when I was living alone, but things are different now that I live with people I actually enjoy spending time with. xD Also, if I were to try and get back into the exact same time slot I used to stream in, that would be the middle of the night here in Canada! Tuesday mornings or afternoons will probably be a good streaming time for me, as it’s the only day of the week my partner doesn’t work from home. But on the other hand we do have a mischievous 1 year old doggo to consider, whom I wouldn’t want to leave alone unsupervised if I’m in the house. And while I am excited at the prospect of finding a new audience now that I live in a time zone that’s compatible with North America, I also don’t want to leave my Australian viewers out in the lurch. So I’ll probably be doing some evening streams as well, which my fellow Australians should at least be awake for. It’s far too early for me to lock in anything just yet, and I’ll probably be experimenting with different days and times for a while to find out what fits best for my family and I. Maybe I’ll follow my partner’s usual Sunday streams, to give her an opportunity to send raiders to me? We’ll see.

Anyway, sorry for the long ramble. I didn’t intend to go on quite as long as I did, but as it’s been so long since I disappeared from Twitch I felt you guys deserved an explanation. If all goes according to plan I should be streaming again some time in the next few weeks, so keep an eye on my usual social medias for announcements. You’ll also get notifications when I go live if you follow me on Twitch, of course, and I’ll be continuing to upload the VODs to my YouTube channel after each stream. I’m planning to kick off my return by continuing the classic Sonic marathon (Sonic Labyrinth is up next, god help me!), so if you’d like to catch up on what I’ve played so far, I’ve got a playlist that can help you with that. Thanks for reading, and I look forward to seeing you on Twitch again soon!

Cheers,

Professor Scruffymatt

#twitch

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year

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oooooh fav lyrics??? fuck thats hard. i will not explain why because i want to seem somewhat cool still and not like a total fucking nerd (despite having incredibly in depth reasonings)

The 1975 - ok this is Album has some interesting lyrics because its before he had it all figured out and i fucking love it for that, theres so many fucking contenders for fav lyrics (including all of anobrain, antichrist or The city) the entire abum is just so mmmmm. but if i had to pick an absolute fav id say

"I put your mother through hell, don't you mind I hate your brother as well, don't you mind, don't you mind Oh I was thinking bout killing myself, don't you mind I love you, don't you mind, don't you mind"

and i know i know its a verse but it isnt complete otherwise. Plus i have it tattooed on me so i feel like i had to.

I Like it when you sleep for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it - once again mmm chefs kiss of an album no skips (theyve never made a bad album) and lyricaly very beautiful, i could absolutely nerd out about all of their catalogue tbh. but for this i am excluding Nana and She lays down because theyre...just perfect, and also i sob.

so it would have to be

"And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want?"

"Before you go (please don't go), turn the big light off"

its really easy and tempting to put ballad on here but i think thats because his performance style for it is so visceral and while lyrically its beautiful still i cant imagine myself enjoying them if they were sung by someone else because they need the guts behind it ya know.

A brief enquiry into online relationships - delicious as always matthew thank you this day for our daily bread.

so its either

"I can show you the photographs of you getting on with life I've had dreams where there's blood on you" thank you for referencing the bible matthew very cool.

"You build it to a high to say goodbye Because you're not the same as them" because it is like a fucking gut punch

notes on a conditional form - seasoned to perfection. difficult because Guys is on this album and its so sweet but i dont think its my fav lyrically, for no particular reason. same for roadkill although "i pissed myself on a texan intersection" always has a place in my heart.

"I'm in love, but I'm feeling low For I am just a footprint in the snow" did you need to fucking wreck me or is that just for funsies huh?

"Don't wanna bore you with my frail state of mind "Oh, winner, winner, that's your biggest lie I'm sure that you're fine" I haven't told a lie in quite some time (Quite some time) "You know we'll leave if you keep lying Don't lie behind your (Frail state of mind)"

Being funny in a foreign language - i take 0 slander for this album because its just as brilliant as the others. so first all of part of the band is fucking art and so im excluding it because it should be all of our favs.

"I've been suicidal, you've been gone for weeks If I'm undecided, will you decide for me?W

and

"'Cause, baby, I'll do anything that you wanna I'll try anything that you wanna I'll find myself in the moonlight 'Cause, baby, I want everything that you wanna And I've tried to just be me, like, a thousand times But you're on my mind"

sorry its so long and i couldnt pick just 1 (not a libra but still indecisive) in order to remain seeming somewhat cool and not a total nerd ive refrained from explaining each choice but yeah.

Welllllll……did you HAVE to bring up “Me” AND “Frail State of Mind”?!? Are you trying to make me cry? Cuz it’s almost working.

It’s weird I’ve always kinda thought of Oh Caroline as some of his simpler writing. Not in a bad way. Like “Me” is simple as well. Simplicity has its time and its place and can be wonderful. And it IS wonderful in Oh Caroline. But I’m a layers girlie, so maybe I haven’t been giving this one much attention *runs to listen to it*

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tofueggnoodles · 1 year

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Extreme Bath Log Disk 1 – Track 6: Tanabata

Happy Tanabata, everyone!

Click to play the track from youtube

Click here for translations of previous tracks.

Summary: During another heart-to-heart talk, this time with Goku, Hakkai came up with an idea for the Tanabata event. With Goku, Tokito and Saito’s help, the newly repaired bathhouse was transformed into an amazing scene.

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(Sounds of chirping insects.)

Gojyo: What’s these ‘durian chips’?

Tenpou: They complement the beer quite well**. Would you like to try them?

Nobuto: As usual, he’s assembled some weird foodstuff.

Sanzo: Hey, bring me more sake.

Gojyo: Why should I be the one to do that? Do it yourself!

Goku (walks out of the living/dining room and sits down beside Hakkai): Are you enjoying the cool air, Hakkai?

[They are probably sitting on a veranda like this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Engawa#/media/File:Japanese_House_-_Engawa.jpg]

Hakkai: Yes. I might’ve had a bit too much to drink.

Goku: It's going to be Tanabata soon, isn’t it? I wonder if we’ll be able to see the Milky Way.

Hakkai: This area is close to the city, so the night sky’s probably too bright for the Milky Way to be fairly visible.

Goku: Sorry, but it’s been weighing heavily on my mind: We’ve not been able to come up with a good idea for the Tanabata event.

Hakkai (smiles): Please don’t worry about that. We’ll be busy with the memorial service on the day immediately following the Tanabata Festival anyway. As things stand, it might be preferable to go with a simple plan for the event.

Goku: Say, Hakkai–

Hakkai: What is it?

Goku: Have you ever regretted marrying Kanan-nee?

Hakkai: Why do you ask?

Goku: Ah, don’t me wrong! I don’t mean anything weird by it. I was wondering how it might’ve felt for you.... To suddenly become a member of a family like ours and on top of that, having to run the bathhouse and do the housework – you do everything around here, right? We’re a spoiled bunch thanks to you. You work so awfully hard too.

Hakkai: Nevertheless, I seem to be quite fond of you all.

Goku: Eh... er, what do you like about us?

Hakkai: I just feel more at ease busying myself with work than brooding over things. More than anything, I don’t dislike doing the housework and running the bathhouse business and socializing with the neighbors. I’ve never thought of these things as a burden. Moreover....

Goku: Yeah?

Hakkai: Kanan’s always here, in this house.

Goku: Kanan-nee’s here?

Hakkai: The furniture and the ambiance, the way everyone who lives here speak and act, their facial expressions, the casual moments of the odds and ends of their daily lives – I can feel Kanan’s presence in all of these.

(He pauses to take a deep breath.)

Hakkai: The Weaver Girl and the Cowherd can only meet once a year, but as long as I’m here, I can be with Kanan every day. To me, this house is the Milky Way.

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tanabata#Story]

Goku: Ah, I see.

Hakkai: The Milky Way, huh? Indeed....

Goku: Hakkai?

Hakkai: On the other hand, we might be able to make use of the incident. Goku, would you help me out?

Goku: Sure!

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(Chopsticks clink against bowl as Goku gobbles down his meal.)

Gojyo: Hey, hey, why are you shoveling the food into your mouth in such a hurry, little monkey?

Goku (washes down the last bite with a gulp of something, most likely the miso soup): Thank you for the meal!

(He starts to leave the table.)

Hakkai: Ah, Goku! I’ll clear the table later, so just leave your bowls and eating utensils there.

Goku: Thanks, Hakkai. See you later.

Gojyo: Hah?

Hakkai: Please do your best. I’ll bring over some refreshments later.

Goku: Alright! I’ll let everyone know. (runs out)

Sanzo: What’s that about? He’s sure in a hurry.

Hakkai: We’re making progress with our plan for the Tanabata event we discussed the other day. Tokito-kun and Saito-kun are helping out too.

Gojyo: Hah? So what did you guys come up with in the end?

Hakkai: It seems that the preparations will be finished soon, so let’s all go and have a look later.

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(Sounds of a door sliding open and running water.)

Nobuto: So that summer festival’s going to be held tomorrow?

Hakkai: Yes. Just now, our bathhouse’s offering for the Tanabata event has been completed.

Goku: Everyone, come inside and have a look.

Gojyo: Eh.... nothing’s different from usual, isn’t it?

Kubota: Even though you’re currently closed for business, the bathtubs are still filled with hot water.

Sanzo: It looks like the usual bathhouse.

Saito: Well, please watch.

Tokito: Then, I’m turning off the lights!

Kubota: The lights?

(Tokito switches off the light. A glistening sound effect ensues.)

Gojyo: Wow! (whistles)

Sanzo: A starry night sky on the walls and the ceiling of the bathhouse....

Kubota: I see.... now that we’re in total darkness.

Hakkai: That’s right. Goku and the others recreated the constellations related to Tanabata using a luminescent paint.

Goku: It’s a paint that’s only visible in the dark, so we’ll spare ourselves the trouble of repainting the walls afterward.

Hakkai: There’s the danger of slipping in the total darkness, so we’ve installed lights on the ground to illuminate the paths.

Nobuto: A dream of a bath illuminated by lights on the floor**.... There’s definitely a special ambiance.

Kubota: Amazing. It’s like an open-air bath under a night sky filled with stars.

Tokito: I thought I’d wring my own neck and go crazy while I was painting the swirling spiral of the Milky Way!

Saito: Tokito-san! Didn’t you delegate the painting of all of the stars in the Summer Triangle to me?

Gojyo (laughs): That’s not half bad for a trio of high-schoolers!

Goku: We three did the painting, but the originator of the idea is Hakkai.

Hakkai: It’s the fruit of everyone's efforts. Besides, we just happened to have three full days during which the bathhouse was temporarily closed for business, which made it possible for us to complete this task.

Nobuto: A blessing in disguise, I guess.

Gojyo: You're one to talk!

Kubota: This will become the showpiece of the Tanabata Festival, won’t it?

Sanzo: Hmmph. As expected, it was no mistake to leave the matter to my capable successor and my grandson.

Hakkai (sounding pleased): Father!

Goku (likewise): Grandpa!

Hakkai: All right! In preparation for the start of tomorrow’s [Tanabata] event, let’s divide the tasks of decorating the interior and the exterior of the bathhouse and do our best at them before the night is over! First of all, Gojyo and Brother-in-law, I’ll have you two cut up the bamboo sprigs. Father, please come up with the decorations using these origami.

Gojyo. Eh? We’re supposed to do all those things now?

Goku: Isn’t that obvious?

Hakkai: After all, when push comes to shove, I can completely rely on you all. [referring to what Gojyo and Sanzo told him in Track 01-05]

Sanzo (grunts as he starts to go through the origami): Would it be fine if I connect these into loops?

Nobuto: I’m good at this sort of thing. Leave it to me to create beautiful decorations out of those.

Kubota: We’ll have to decorate our shop as well, Tokito.

Tokito: Let’s prepare lots of pieces of paper** for the customers to write their wishes on. [https://www.japansociety.org.uk/tanzaku]

Saito: Excuse me! My shop’s truck has arrived with a load of bamboos. Please help me unload them.

Gojyo: Does Saito Liquor Store do house-to-house delivery of bamboos too? Ha, that’s awesome!

Goku: I’ll go help with the unloading.

Tokito: Ah, I’ll go with you.

Gojyo: Don’t carelessly break them before we can use them for the decorations.

Kubota: What sort of ridiculous strength would it take to ‘carelessly’ break a bamboo?

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(Round brackets): actions and sound effects. [Square brackets]: translator’s notes or clarifications. Double asterisks **: Stuff I am not sure with. Suggestions for improvements and corrections are more than welcome.

#最湯記 #最遊記 #saiyuki drama cd #saiyuki #wild adapter #bus gamer #translation

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mango-ribs · 2 years

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Howdy Howdy, let me help your boredom a bit friend, I was doing a "like this post and I'll send you an ask" but didn't go through all the question ideas yet. SOOOOOOO, let me find my post-it notes... Ah, here...since you did say you like world building in your main post, I HAVE to ask. What's your favorite world that you've built? What were some of the characters in it? What were things like? Fantasy? Sci-Fi? Etc? If you can't pick a favorite tell me the one that you threw the most effort into. (Bonus Question: If I remember correctly, I saw you made a post a while ago of making a normal guy and then completely ruining him? Are you still working on that because it sounded tight!) AND have a swelltastic day, friendo!

Hi there!! :D

That is.. an AMAZING question, I don’t even know how to really answer without something that’s 204840495 miles long complete with annotations and my whole life story, but I’ll do my best! :)

My favorite world I’ve made, hmmm… I suppose I can split that into categories. One being the one I spent the most time on, one I indulge most in, one that brings me the most comfort and one that I simply enjoy the most.

Btw in each section I’ll state the name of the universe/whatever I call the world/storyline, so feel free to ask questions abt them ,,,

Here we gooo!

‘Spent most time on?’

I usually spend a couple months each on every world I make, but the longest running one I still indulge in today is probably The Misfits Universe, which I spent a total of 8 years working on, and recently ended a 5 year long roleplay in.

It’s a very special universe to me I don’t tell many people about actually, it started completely by accident where I met some friendly people on a roblox game called Misfits High and we started roleplaying normally. What started as us just doing random rp’s with characters we made up on the spot every week or so grew into a daily thing for years, expanding characters and the lore and it just became so beautiful.

It’s very very loose in plot as there are like a million different characters, what we sort of did instead of making a solid storyline we had a bunch of characters and simply roleplayed their storylines within the universe. It’s what I do with a lot of worlds actually, I find it a lot more freeing! But yeah, it’s set in an alternate reality where humans and monsters are separated from one another under the rule of a clan of gods. The characters are centered around a haunted old town that used to be human only until it was infected with a special virus and yadayadayada, it’s too much to explain LOL

It’s gotten to the point where I can tell you the creation of the universe and it’s dimensions as a whole but it has a LOOOOT of plot holes due to us making it when were so young. I’m so sad to see it go but I think it’s time I finally lay it to rest, it’s no longer interesting and has so many terrible memories attached to the past. I intend to keep using some of the characters I got from it :)

‘Most indulgent?’

That one is pretty hard to answer as lately I’ve been much more indulgent in my worlds rather than focusing on strict rules. Sort of just letting myself fuck around and do whatever I want. But my most indulgent probably has to be Kongoiro Universe, it’s essentially a universe where everything is sort of utopia like.

It’s where I sorta just dump everything I daydream about that doesn’t take place in another specific universe. It’s a place I can escape to, and pretend I live in a world where struggles are temporary. But otherwise it’s kinda boring..

‘Most comfort?’

Oooof this is a hard one. I rarely make non-comforting/angsty universes anymore for personal reasons (though soon I really wanna get back at it,) but the most comforting one I have is probablyyyy…. Magic In Threes.

Magic in Threes is a series-type thing I have in my head inspired by Chonny Jash’s songs! (hes absolutely amazing, creates covers of tally hall and changes the lyrics and god it’s amazing.) it is about a character nicknamed Soul, who are followed by incarnations of his suffering. Dark, a massive demon, represents the darkness: Depression, the mind, the past, Soul’s anger, etc. Light, an angelic being, represents the light: Hope, trickery, the heart, impulsiveness, and the future. Just because Light represents hope does not mean he is good. Both attempt to guide Soul through life and the infinite labyrinth that is his mindpalace, and overcome the struggles of living with trauma.

And I’m kinda projecting—

‘Enjoy the most?’

I don’t really know if I have one I enjoy the most, each one has their own things that make me like them and dislike them. Though one that is up there is definitely Lucraca, my take of a cyberpunk post-apocalyptic dystopia where humans have been long dead and the world is now controlled by robots (mostly object-heads.)

I have so much fun coming up with different concepts for it, it’s a wee bit cliche but its my world and I decide the dystopia Goddammit!!!! there are also a lot of AUs but they’re extremely fucked up and I won’t be getting into them rn LOL

But uH yeah,,, thank you for listening to my ramble and asking such a great question, this made me super happy!! If you guys want you can ask questions abt my universes, currently I believe I have around 71 documented and like a million more brewing up in my head. also yes I did hit the Funny Number.

*vine boom*

#mangos writing #mangos ocs #ask #mango ribs #mangos universes #Lucraca #Magic in Threes #Kongoiro Universe #The Misfits

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returntosaturn271995 · 11 months

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Thursday, October 19th: Trivial Pursuits

I redownloaded Door Dash. Don't hate me okay? I wanted sushi. Plus I decided I earned it.

Things I did to be a non-garbage person:

1). I went on a long walk to the beach (would have been a run but I'm not rushing the shin splint)

2). Made coffee at home instead of buying it

3). Did yoga, my body has truly never looked better

4). I am wearing matching cheetah PJs

5). I got a ton of work done

6). Drank a ton of water

7). Did a load of laundry and a load of dishes

8). Read two chapters (one fiction, one non-fiction)

9). Made a gourmet grilled cheese with fig and caramelized onion

10.) Supported Lexi through the Hamas crisis because some people have fucking real problems, ERIN, Jesus.

The book of love is long and boring.

But I regularly find myself happiest when I'm doing something. Even though being "get up and go" was never something I was previously all that great at. It is the only thing to build confidence.

Today in particular the little habits felt like bullshit. Trivial. Real terrorism is happening to real people. And here I am unsuccessfully executing triangle pose on my bright blue yoga mat from Amazon as if that's going to save my shallow soul from going to hell.

But the problem is if I don't stretch, then my shin splint is going to continue to be a thorn in my side. Plus exercise helps me sleep. Plus the daily meditation today was about the importance of routine. Once you have the basic bullshit down and the nitty gritty on autopilot, you can spare some mental energy for the important tasks at hand.

You know, like emailing people about Froot Loops while the world burns.

Hmmm. That seemed funny in my head but it's also grim as fuck seeing it written out like that.

Still, I deserve clean clothes and clean dishes. I want work experience to pay the bills and to travel. I like to cook, read, meditate, stretch, go outside, and write on a daily basis. I like to talk sincerely with my friends about how desensitized and scary the world can be and how important it is to stay human and love others in their own humanity.

All those things are small, and trivial. But together, over time, they sustain a peaceful life filled with growth. Even as my fiction book (Really Good, Actually by Monica Heisey) very accurately pointed out: “everyone involved in adult learning was running from something.”

Yeah, well. (inhales joint) I got sick of staying in the same place and refusing to learn anything. Now I might be a single loser, but my skin is glowing and I know a fuck ton about current events.

If I lose sight of the small things, I forget how many people would kill for ordinary right now.

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A conversation with someone I love:

Lexi Goldberg: You’d hope so, but people posting the lies are educated They won’t think or even engage with me It makes no sense One girl told me she wouldn’t debate with me because I “seem emotional” about it. Like lol yes I’m emotional I’ve lost people and my family and country is at risk

Erin Burks: She can go fuck herself

Lexi Goldberg: Right?! I was shooketh lol

Erin Burks: Just because someone is educated in the traditional sense doesn’t mean their not an idiot

Lexi Goldberg: Like I re-read it 3 times and then home girl blocked me

Erin Burks: Like I’m sorry, but who the fuck is Harvard letting in?

Lexi Goldberg: So so true

Erin Burks: Lol as I misspell “they’re”

Lexi Goldberg: Like these students are chanting glory to the murders I do that all the time and then have to quickly edit my messages on work team channels Lolol Comes with texting fast 💁🏻‍♀️ But really Erin, I cannot thank you enough Daniel is also so appreciative for you

Erin Burks: You don’t need to thank me, I’m just more upset that people I love are feeling this Aw tell him I’m sending him love as well Don’t let any armchair intellectuals try and convince you otherwise. They’re idiots who need to get off Tik Tok and read a book.

Lexi Goldberg: We love you and are so appreciative More than we can put into words It means the world to us And truly truly gives us hope And we need hope so bad right now

Erin Burks: I love you and I mean it that other people feel this way Fuck anyone on social media making you feel low Your loss is real, your history is real, you are fucking real.

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khaaidar · 1 year

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I've been feeling asexual lately

I’ve been feeling somewhat asexual lately. Every time i go out on a date, hang out with a cute gay friend, or hang out with someone who wants to be something-in-between with me, i don't want to do anything intimate with them. No kisses, no sex, only cuddles. I can feel the attraction from their side but i just feel like i have this wall in front of me. It makes me want to reflect on my life more. I hate the word "to reflect", the fuck does that mean like go fuck yourself never say that to me ever again. Anyways...it makes me want to think about my daily life again. It must be coming from not feeling satisfied with what i'm doing on the day-to-day basis.

First of all, my job. I don't feel like i fit in, i'm not even trying to fit in anymore. I feel guilty for being at this job, it seems like i'm wasting everyone's time. You know when you're young, it feels like time is going by so quick and you need to "make it" on time before you get old. I still feel this way, somewhat. Especially living in such a big and fast-pased city like toronto, it makes you want to run faster and faster until your engine has set yourself on fire. After all, what are we running towards? Innovation? We can't wait but get ourselves to the space? Escape our planet to find other life that will make us change our beliefs about what life is. What are we running towards? Why do we need to be stressed all the time? My job is taking away all of my time by sucking me dry and fucking me in every whole because i fucking hate it. No, i'm lying. I don't think i "fucking hate it", I think i just dislike it. I don't like the clients, the main clients i guess, i can't think the same way as my coworkers think. it's all straight dudes, i can't fucking relate to them. i want to work with women. i want life to be more sensitive. i want to feel life when i work. i feel like my eyes are burning, my back is breaking, my brain is not working when i work. Why do i have to work this way?

Anyways, that paragraph got a lil too long. fuck it. What i wanted to say is that my job is taking 80% of my time and i'm not fucking enjoying it. Will it benefit me in the future? maybe. do i know for sure? fuck no.

i haven't been honest with myself or anyone else lately. my boss, my mom, my dad, my sisters, my friend that i only go out to raves with, my boyfriends that i go on dates with just to rest my brain and get head, and myself.

Second of all, i can't connect with anyone that i meet these days. yeah this one is struggling, ya that girl is working two jobs, hmm that guy is going in on his side hustle, ou yeah that man is feeling a little lost in life, oh that girl sumi or whatever keeps raving about her new cigarettes, hah that girl emma keeps asking me what skirt she should wear cause she's going out with this cute guy and can't wait to get her pussy ate after her shitty restaurant job with no prospects in sight. and where am i right now? i don't like my job and it's fucking with my self-esteem. are we all supposed to sit down, talk to our therapists or friendapists [friends who you dump everything on you at 8am in the morning while they're doing their makeup to go to their new exhausting freelance job] about how much we hate our lives and then go to our jobs that we give -5 fucks about?

yeah this paragraph barely talked about what i even wanted to talk about. who is doing what i want to do? i need to talk to those people but i can't seem to find them.

I think it's time to start taking action. i'm going to start looking for new opportunities, new design studios, artists, and designers that i can work for, and maybe there can be even a brand that i can be involved with. I'm tired of fucking sitting around not knowing what i'm supposed to do. even if it is a mistake, let it fucking be. i'm tired of being wishy-washy about my life and decisions. let me fucking be.

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susantbraithwaite · 2 years

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My Unexpected Six-Month Break

Hi there!

Thanks for coming back to the blog after my unexpected six-month break. It’s crazy to think it’s been that long since my last writing-related post!

So, you’re probably wondering what the hell happened. Especially after everything was going so well. A quick recap of what was going so great: I’d finished writing Running the Asset way ahead of schedule, racking up insane daily word counts, and then I decided to dive straight into the editing stage.

Yeah, you’ve probably guessed what happened. If you followed my daily updates, you could probably see it coming.

Me, nope… well… even if I did, I ignored it.

The Dreaded Burnout

Until I burnt out hard, even though I didn’t want to admit it at the time. I’d pushed myself so hard during the final stretch of writing and editing that my body gave out. I had a major Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) flare-up that made it impossible for me to even look at my planner, let alone do any work. But, eventually, the flare-up subsided…

But I still couldn’t get the work done. No matter how the guilt of not getting any writing done ate at me, I couldn’t make myself write. Instead, I sank all my energies (the same level of energy I’d put into finishing the manuscript early) into the household things I’d put off or ignored when I’d been focused on writing. I was convinced that once I’d caught up on all the household chores I’d been neglecting, I’d be itching to get back to work.

But that didn’t exactly go according to plan.

The Worst Flu Ever and Etsy

My body had other ideas… enter the flu. I’d never felt so terrible in my life as I did during that bout of the flu. I decided that the best way to get better, faster, was to keep myself occupied for the month I was sick. I’ve always enjoyed using Canva (a graphic design app from Australia), so I played around with that… and might have gone a bit daft with it.

My Timing Sucks!

As much as I enjoyed working on the shop, my characters were calling to me.

I’d ask Siri to play music, and then bam, songs from the soundtrack to Running the Asset would fill the room. Teasing me. (Yes, I’ve got a soundtrack for the book. And, yes, it’s fucking awesome—if you love hard rock, metal, and a wee dash of alternative rock.) Or, I’d be looking for some lost notebook and find Adam’s character sheet staring back at me.

That was it.

I was finally mentally ready to get back to work.

I’d had enough time away from the story.

That’s what I’d needed, wasn’t it?

It was great. For the first time in years, I could leave work behind and focus on enjoying the scenery and the sound of the waves lapping the shore as we walked for miles each day.

The Worstestest Flu Ever

And then, just as I thought things were finally turning around, I got hit with the flu again. This time it was the kind that made that ‘worst flu ever’ seem like a mild cold. I lost all sense of smell and taste, and my hearing went with them. No amount of testing said that it was COVID, but I’ve avoided being near others.

I’m happy to report that I’m on my way out of it now. I can taste things with a strong flavour, and if something is shoved under my nose, I can smell it in one nostril, and my hearing is starting to clear up.

The Break is Over. I'm Ready!

During this time, I’ve come to believe the universe was telling me to slow down and take a physical break. That just changing where I unleash my crazy laser focus isn’t how to take a rest. So, instead of diving into a full schedule of rewrites and edits, I’m easing back into working on Running the Asset--allowing myself a bit longer to get each stage done and taking days off to physically and mentally relax and recharge.

Thank You

I’m going to end this post with a big thank you for your messages asking how I was while I was AWOL. They really meant a lot, and hopefully, I’ve responded to you all personally by now, but if I haven’t (I’m sorry), thank you for your messages.

I’ll be back with a new post on Monday. Remember to hit the follow button to get updates and to see my posts in your Reader feed.

Until then, have a great day! Susan.

This blog was originally posted on https://susantbraithwaite.com/2023/01/04/my-unexpected-break/

#burnout #crps #kirkcaldy #running the asset

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works-of-magic · 2 years

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Pokeblr ask questions

These looked really fun and I wanted to fill them out! So here we go.

Questions from here:

https://works-of-magic.tumblr.com/post/704562047385518080

What region are you from? What town? Sinnoh, specifically Celestic Town!

What’s your Unovan horoscope? So I've never heard about this before, but apparently it's Alomomola? Did some research and it suits me well enough, but I won't be basing my daily decisions on the horoscope.

Have you visited other regions? A few, yeah! I make a special trip to Lavender Town in Kanto every year around Samhain! We've also been to Kalos for a special Ghost-specific tournament, Alola because I really wanted to see what Mimikyu were like, and... well, the trip to Unova was quick but I still brought back a hitchhiking Litwick. Oh, and way back in our earliest days, we met a pair of psychics with an Abra that was strong enough to transport us to Mt. Silver in Johto, luckily they didn't really care that it was off-limits as long as nobody found out... but the more time passes, the more I wonder if it was just a hallucination.

Update: Mistress says it was real, and she's practically the queen of hallucinations. So I guess we've been to Johto too, yeah. That one was also quick, just a one-night stay.

What region would you most like to visit if ever given the chance? I've heard some really interesting things about Paldea! And I'm really enamored with Murkrow, okay, I always have been, so it would be a dream trip for me to find a reason to go observe some Johto Murkrow, get a feel for whether they're any different from the ones in Sinnoh! And also the Corviknight line in Galar intrigues me, but the only reason I'd want to go to Galar would be to observe them and the Sinistea line. But Galar is really strict about what Pokemon you bring into the region, and, well... It wouldn't be worth it if I can't bring Mistress. I wouldn't enjoy it without her.

Thoughts on the legendaries of your home region? Living in Sinnoh with our batch of legendaries is taking a giagantic risk. At least twice in living memory, Palkia and Dialga have started fighting with each other and broken the laws of physics in ways that put people and Pokemon in danger. You don't really hear about Suicune deciding to fight Entei and drowning the world or something. Even the stories I've heard about fights between Groudon and Kyogre (did I spell those right?) don't result in a possible apocalypse. Sheesh.

Arceus and Giratina are neat, I'm not really an Arceist myself and a lot of people who do my line of witchy work tend more towards Giratina worship, but I'm more of an agnostic theist. And then there's the Regi legendaries, but most of them avoid people and do entirely their own thing. I really don't have anything to say about them.

Thoughts on the legendaries of another region? If I had to pick a favorite, it would probably be Lugia or Suicune. Yveltal and Xerneas uphold an important balance, and that concept is pretty integral in my spirituality... (And spiritualism. Pokemon aren't the only ghosts I've interacted with.) Let's see... The bird trio in Kanto is neat but most of what I know about them is aesthetic. I've heard people have nice interactions when they encounter Victini, Celebi, and Jirachi, so they're probably friendly little guys? Uhhm... Those are all the ones that come to mind. You hear a lot of legends in Celestic Town, but the vast majority of them are Sinnoh-specific

If you were a gym leader, what kind of gym would you run? If you are already a gym leader or gym trainer, what’s your gym like? Oh, Ghost type, absolutely! Heh, I don't know how I could possibly run a gym without looking like a shade (pun intended?) of Fantina, because I'm way more of a coordinator than a gym leader! But it would have a spooky atmosphere and challengers would have to deal with the mind-games Misdreavus and Mismagius like to play. Look, if I'm going to run a gym, you KNOW it's going to be Misdreavus themed! Though Mistress would be my ace, probably.

I'd probably also have Berry on the lineup, because everyone knows Ghosts are weak to Dark type, and having a Fairy type in the mix could counter that.. Ooh, and maybe the Mismagius I brought home from Alola! Are you allowed to have two of the same species in a gym leader's team? Heck if I know. But that ghost knows Dazzling Gleam too, and lots of other type moves besides ghost. (Most people forget that Mismagius can learn moves that are Grass, Fire, Electric, Fairy, and Rock type too! And also dark and psychic but you see those often enough that I assume people at least suspect they can learn those...)

I'm going to stop typing there before I get on one of my Mismagius tangents. But you get the idea. A Ghost type gym that plays mind games with you and has two Mismagius on the team with a strategic addition as well is JUST my style!

Which do you prefer, competitive battling or battling for fun? Honestly? I don't really enjoy battling either way. My preference for battling is no battle at all. When I battle, it's not for fun and it's not for a title, it's for either making sure my team is strong enough to defend itself or for contest appeals. Though I couldn't resist battling Fantina. I do have that Relic Badge somewhere... but that's probably the only badge I'll ever own.

What type of battle strategy do you tend to use with your Pokémon? If you do contests or something else with your Pokémon, what is your preferred approach to that? I do use a highly strategic approach when I'm battling! I always try to press a type advantage, and I always use moves that utilize my team's natural strengths. Mistress struggled with Ghost-type moves for awhile, for instance, but she was fantastic using Psychic-type moves and she had a wicked-effective Lucky Chant, so we focused on that for awhile. I make a lot of other trainers rather irritated because I analyze the battle as it's going, and I switch up my strategy based on what species they're using, and I train my team to withstand some really powerful hits. Plus I have no qualms about switching Pokemon in and out, that drives other trainers crazy.

And oh my stars, how do I BEGIN to explain my contest approach?! Basically I try to find where my Pokemon's aesthetic and my personal aesthetic meet. I lean towards very dark and elegant designs, I prefer motion to static style, and I train ghosts, so like, our contest style is very dark and elegant. We usually incorporate dance and music; once Missie learned Perish Song that became our "signature move", if you know what I mean. And to keep my Contest partners in top condition, I make some MEAN poffins. My youngest sibling makes them taste better to people, but theirs are always for flavor over function, and mine are more balanced for both.

Favorite Pokémon League champion? Cynthia! Call it home team bias, but her team is also really difficult to beat, I've heard. She's been reigning champion for like two decades now, hasn't she? And she has a Spiritomb! That's another one of those Pokemon that gets a bad reputation, but can be a really loyal and powerful partner when you manage to earn their trust.

Favorite gym leader? Fantina, far and away forever Fantina! She runs a Ghost gym, she uses a Mismagius, she's a Top Coordinator, she travels, she blends her contest moves in with her battling style... And she has such a bright personality! She's a delight and I wish we could be friends, but, you know. I'm not even in the League circuit.

Give us a random celebrity (gym leader, tv personality, musician, etc.) you can’t stand and why. I avidly avoid celebrity gossip and all that. Frankly I just don't care. But I've heard the old leaders of Team Plasma, and Team Galactic, and Team Flare, all wanted to do terrible things to the world. Some news you just can't escape... and gosh, hearing Team Plasma supporters going off a few years back was INFURIATING.

Thoughts on your home region’s Pokémon League? I don't exactly keep up with it? My best friend took on the Sinnoh Pokemon League and did pretty well! But, you know, aside from knowing Cynthia makes a really good champion for us, I don't know much about it.

Weirdest recent local news story? I don't even have a tv and the only radio I listen to is a curated online station. I, uhh... I don't follow local news. But I heard there was an Unown breakout recently? I think I heard that there's a cave somewhere, maybe near Solaceon Town?, where they usually gather, but it's weird for them to gather anywhere else in Sinnoh. The divination witches were talking about the end of times and everything, all over some random Onown. It was kind of hilarious, actually.

If you had to pick a Pokémon to represent you, what Pokémon would you pick? Not to steal Mistress's thunder, but absolutely a Mismagius. I'm a witch, I'm always garbed in flowing skirts, I actually own four conical witch hats, I practice both baneful and benevolent magics, and I can be strategic in a lot of flexible ways. Also, I use a lot of crystals and gems in my magic, and the gems on a Mismagius are pretty important to them. And I'm very good at startling people when I "appear"... and I'm not gonna lie, sometimes I'll sling a spell just to see what happens. And I'm way better at spiritual or mental tasks than physical... and I can be pretty quick when I need to be but I don't have a whole lot of stamina... You know what, maybe I'm already a Mismagius that just THINKS I'm a human! /j /j /j

Favorite evolutionary stone? Not to be predictable, but: Dusk stone! Both Misdreavus and Murkrow, two species in my Top 5 Favorite Pokemon Ever, evolve with it! I've never actually trained a Honchkrow, Murky would probably feel the fury of a woman scorned if I kept one in the breeding center. But I've raised four Mismagius at this point, and one of my signature contest costume pieces is a necklace made of a spent dusk stone. It fits my look really well! Plus, on the magical side of things, its correspondences are things like protection, secrets, shielding, and introspection, all really good things for me.

Do you prefer to hand decorate your Pokéballs? Do you have a preference for any specialty Pokéballs? Oh, in the Sinnoh Contests, if I didn't decorate my Pokeballs I'd probably lose appeal points right at the start! So I use lots of seals. I love playing with those things! Trick likes them too, though I think he mostly likes to hide in the smoke and use it to help him prank people.

As for specialty balls, I mostly use dusk balls, timer balls, and luxury balls.

Do you think Rock and Ground are distinctly different Pokémon types, or largely the same and incorrectly categorized? I think there's a difference, in the same way that there's a difference between Psychic and Ghost, and Normal and Fairy. It's like they're on the same axis but opposite sides of the spectrum, does that make sense? Now I'm not a type researcher, but I like the specificity. It helps me as a strategic battler know what I'm dealing with when they can tell me if a Pokemon is weak to Ice or not!

Do you think Grass and Bug are distinctly different Pokémon types, or largely the same and incorrectly categorized? I honestly don't know enough about either to make a call. I kinda just breeze by Bug and Grass types. I figure they're different, though. A Cascoon doesn't absorb nutrients from the sun.

Do you think Water and Ice are distinctly different Pokémon types, or largely the same and incorrectly categorized? Well, I know Ice affects Dragon types differently than Water, so they must be different, right? All the Ice types I've met had a more, heh, "chill" personality, too. I get along a lot better with Ice types than Water types in general. (Kinda surprising I've never caught a Froslass, isn't it?)

Do your Pokémon wear any fun accessories? (Already answered! Tl;dr not usually, we mostly save the accessories for contests and special occasions, but I DO have a Mismagius that likes to adorn himself on the daily and a Mimikyu that likes to play dress-up.)

Does your Pokémon have a favorite item? That depends on which Pokemon! Murky's is easy, his favorite item is berries. Dry berries. Willow always wanted to become a Mismagius, and we kept the dusk stone I evolved her with as a keepsake. Berry, my Mimikyu, loves when I bring out the Contest accessories case! (I can tell you that Sheera HATED wearing the soothe bell, though. And Mistress DESPISES Pokeballs.)

Do your Pokémon battle? I've kind of answered this, huh? We do sometimes, but not often. I use it mostly to pad my income. (Breeding Ghosts and the occasional Murkrow smack-dab in the middle of Eterna Forest makes for a rather niche customer base....) Especially if I'm raising a baby for someone that wants a battle partner, I'll lay the groundwork for training the baby, and that involves some battling. A breeder's job isn't just reproduction, after all! We've also battled quite a lot in self-defense, and to defend others, which is a big part of why I train my team for battling in the first place. And it's a good way to work out each other's rhythms for contests, too! You can learn a lot about your Pokemon through battling.

Would you ever enter one of your Pokémon in a contest? Which one? Oh, we've done SO many contests! I didn't have time to try one of those... what do they call them, the dress-up and dance stages in Kalos, I think it was? We were really focused on the Trick or Treat competition, heh. But we've done plenty at home! Missie is really my contest star, though Mistress greatly prefers contests to battling. She uses it as an outlet for self-expression. Murky tried contests now and again, and an odd assortment of my other Misdreavus are raised for contests and bred for the right temperament and condition. Sort of my specialty actually, breeding different traits in my contest line versus my battling line!

What type of food do your Pokémon prefer? What flavors? Oh, that's easy. Murky likes Dry, Mistress likes bitter, Ninetales will eat anything, Berry likes Spicy, Starpoint likes Sweet, Screech also likes dry... Let's see, there are more and I have this all written down in a chart somewhere, but most of my working team likes berries and the poffins I make.

Pokéblocks, Poké Puffs, Poffins, Poké Beans, Curry, or Sandwiches? I think the Alolan Mismagius still dreams of Poke Beans, but they don't grow very well in Sinnoh's unrpredictable climate. And no, sir, I am NOT paying for a greenhouse just to grow them! So personally, I really like making poffins, the technique is soothing and I've been making them for years, so it's almost effortlessly easy for me. The ones who tried Poke Puffs quite liked them! But gosh, making pastries is a lot harder than making poffins. They're so temperamental. Theoretically I know how to make curry, but I've never learned from a Galarian? Closest I come to excelling at is a stir-fry! And as for sandwiches, they're alright I guess but I don't know how to make them with the ~Paldea Flare~. I know nothing about making Pokeblocks though, and none of my team has tried them.

Who was your first Pokémon? How did you get them? How long have you had them? Ninetales! He was a gift from my parents-- well, my dad mostly. Sort of as a reward for keeping up on my chores and grades. I've had him since I was about 8 years old! He was just a tiny Vulpix with five tails that day, and I was essentially clueless on how to train him. Luckily we both had a certain degree of wanderlust and a taste for adventure, so even though I wasn't really interested in battling, we spent a lot of time exploring. I didn't really have any human friends back then, so he was my only real companion.

What is your most recently obtained Pokémon? Probably that Alolan Mismagius! He essentially wandered up to us when we were there and decided he was joining the team, and how could I say no?

What is your favorite Pokémon type? Ghost, of course~

What is your least favorite Pokémon type? Hmmm... I don't get along well with Fighting types, and Ninetales is the only Fire type I've been able to keep up with.

If you could have any Pokémon in the world to add to your team, what Pokémon would it be? I already have four Mismagius. Sweet dreams are made of this... but if I must choose one, I've heard Sinistea are adorable. I'd have to earn its trust quick though, because I do leave a LOT of tea unattended...

Have you encountered any rare or unusual Pokémon? I saw a Shiny Murkrow years and years ago! It actually made a lot of trouble for us, I think Murky developed a nemesis that day. I've glimpsed... Mesprit, I think it was? And I've seen Giratina in visions.

Have any of your Pokémon evolved? If so, what was in your opinion the most difficult one to evolve? Already answered! Ninetales of course, Mistress I found as a Mismagius but she had a lot of problems post-evolution, and Willow and Stella were both raised from baby Misdreavus and evolved in my care. Oh, and Excalibur was a Pidgey when I found him and now he's a big beautiful Pidgeot!

Do you have a Pokémon that refuses to evolve? Most of my Misdreavus don't want to, but the only one that steadfastly REFUSES is Murky. He harbors a serious grudge against Honchkrow and will actively fight you if you suggest it.

Did any of your Pokémon have temperament issues when they first evolved? How did you handle it? -squints- Mistress had temperament issues when I first found her, but I didn't know her as a Misdreavus, so I don't know how much of that was the evolution and how much of that was her deep distrust of people. Ninetales' personality changed drastically and at first I thought he was sick, because he was pretty energetic as a Vulpix and he calmed down a lot after evolving. But I don't think it was an issue.

Which Pokémon took you the longest to bond with? That's definitely Mistress. It was probably a year before she really started to trust me, and when she was closed off it was hard to figure out HOW to even bond with her. She tried not to show anything and she actively tried to prevent us from getting close. Luckily I persisted, because now I can't imagine life without her!

Do you have a naming convention for your Pokémon? Nah, though I usually base it on their personality or a special story I share with them.

What Pokémon did you grow up thinking was rare only to find out they’re common elsewhere? Misdreavus. Oh my gosh, they ARE kind of rare in Sinnoh and Johto, but apparently they're SO easy to find in Alola!

Do you and your Pokémon have any badges or contest ribbons? Which one are you most proud of? Already answered! Recap: Several of my Pokemon have contest ribbons, and Mistress has her own ribbon case entirely because she has contest ribbons, the Footstep ribbon, some decorative ribbons, AND I got her all the ribbons from Julia!

Favorite thing about your partner Pokémon? Favorite thing? Just one thing? One singular individual thing? Maybe that's it, that she's a complete individual and won't let anyone or anything else define her. We treasure originality on this team!

#answers list #about us

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curiosity-killed · 2 years

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I miss running not sucking :( like that is something I very much would like to have back

#my sister and I were talking abt it and she was like #yeah I’ve just been making myself go so long runs like daily #since that’s the fastest way to make it not suck #and I’m like #yes. but. you do realize that 5+ miles of suckage #is a lot #right??#personal #anyway pls do not feel the need to come talk about how running is the worst and you hate it so much #if you come on my post abt how much I miss the joy of a thing I love #to talk about how that thing is terrible #I will not be polite in my response #this is your disclaimer #idk why ppl feel the need to talk about how much they hate running #every time they find out I love it #but my patience got used up about 5 yr ago

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addicted-to-dc · 2 years

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Jason Todd/Red Hood X Reader - The Archives

Hello hello! I had so much fun writing this, and I hope to make it into a mini series (I’ll keep telling myself that). I’m expecting 2 or 3 more parts for this, but damn I’m in love with this story already. I know that I’ve written too many Jason Todd fics, but I can’t help that he’s my fav.

Word Count: 1.5k

Warning: Paranoia, fluff, etc.

If it weren’t for your full ride to Gotham University, you would have left Gotham in the dust a long time ago. It has a pretty good program for your major and you get to live here for free, but the negatives are obvious.

There are insane and super powered individuals that like to cause panic and ruin everything. Maybe it’s because you’re not from Gotham and are just hyper aware of everything. The University tries to reassure its students, especially the out of state ones, but you can’t help it. You’ve been lucky enough to avoid everything that’s happened so far, but you have a feeling that your luck will run out soon.

The library has always been your go to safe place no matter where you went. Most students stuck to areas that they knew, but you tend to wander. Finding an empty spot is difficult until you know people’s habits, which led you to the archives. There are plenty of tables, hiding spots, and knowledge to entertain you when you’re bored of your assignments. Anything from old newspapers to unpublished works could be found. Besides, the smell of old paper beats the musty smell of your dorm room. No one visits much, not since the archives were all uploaded to an online database.

It became your safe space, a home away from the dorm that you could always rely on to clear your mind. It was undisturbed until October hit. You guessed that he was researching for a history project. Why else would someone be here?

Every time you see him, which is on a daily basis, you just move to your side of the archive and try to finish your work. There’s a sadness that your space has lost its secrecy, but it’s nice to have company. You two soon get used to each other’s schedules, and soon enough it’s an unspoken agreement to see each other. Despite all this time spent together, you haven’t even said one word.

You can’t help but crush on the guy. At first, you only saw a mauve blur as he ran between areas to find whatever he was looking for. Then the blur evolved into a dude wearing a hoodie and jeans, and a good looking one at that. Whatever his name is, he’s doing a very intense investigation. That was the first clue that made you think that he’s getting a higher degree. He shows up at the weirdest times, but you do that so you can’t say much, and is researching enough to write at least one book about it. He always cleans up after himself and has everything cleared by the time you’re ready to leave. It doesn’t hurt to be cautious about your work, but he takes it to a whole new level.

Your courage disappears as soon as you walk past him, giving a smile and a nod before exiting the room. It kills you every time, but the way he looks at you whenever you leave just makes your mind go numb. Everything you rehearse crumbles to dust, replaced with silly soliloquies and poetry that no guy would ever be into. Your love for literature made you into a huge sap, and you couldn’t help it when you melt as soon as you look into his eyes.

Just as you think it’s another failed attempt, you hear his voice.

“Hey, uh, you forgot this last time.”

Gods, even his voice was amazing. You turn around and see your beat up poetry book. The cover was long gone when you found it in a discount bin, but its writings drew you in ever since the first page. You can’t believe you lost it and didn’t even notice.

“Oh, thank you,” you reply, smiling so wide your face hurts. “I guess I was in a rush yesterday.”

You can’t believe you’re talking to him.

He laughs, “Yeah, I guess we both didn’t realize the time. It’s an interesting book you have there, though. I hope I didn’t intrude by reading…”

Oh, oh. You swear your eyes turn into hearts at that admission.

You wave the hand that has the book in it, “It’s fine, I’ll finally have someone to talk to about it. Did you like it? I mean, whatever you read?”

Mystery Man laughs again, gesturing to the book, “It’s intriguing. I pride myself on finding weird stuff like that, but it seems you’ve picked up something even I haven’t seen before.”

“Oh, really?” you ask, looking at the beat up book. “You know what it is? I just bought it ‘cause it looked… sad. It needed to be read, y’know?”

“I understand completely,” he smiles, moving to your side to open the book to a certain page. “This right here? This line tells me who this mystery poet is.”

You stare at the line as if the answer would pop out at you, but you just look at him for it.

“Amadeus Arkham, a pretty famous person if you know your Gotham history,” he replies, flipping a few more pages. “This is a copy of his original works, but it’s rare enough as it is.”

You couldn’t believe it. All this time you’ve been reading this and it’s the words of the man who founded Arkham Asylum. A man that went through so much only to die a madman in his own asylum. Mystery Man sees the recognition in your eyes.

“You could have kept this,” you said, focusing on him, “but you didn’t.”

He shrugs, “It’s yours, not mine. Plus, I’ve already taken a few pictures of the book so…”

A laugh escapes from your lips. You would have done the same thing, and the look on his face tells you he knows.

“Not to be that kind of person, but after spending weeks together in this room,” he starts, and your heart begins to race, “would you like to go out sometime? I know a few of the spots Amadeus references in his works and-”

You nod, probably a little too hard since it makes him unable to continue his sentence. Sometimes it kills you that words don’t work for you sometimes, but this time it’s different. You don’t even know his name and he can read you so well.

“If you don’t mind, can you solve one more mystery for me?” you ask, placing the book in your bag.

“I could,” he replies, the playful tone nearly rendering you speechless again.

“A name for my mystery man?” you ask, biting your lips to stop you from laughing.

“Only if I can yours.”

“(Y/N),” you respond.

“It’s Jason.”

Damn, it fits him so well. How in the hell is this happening right now?

“Well, Jason…” you trail off and tilt your head, squinting your eyes. “You seem like a Jay or Jayce type of Jason.”

“Jay is fine,” he chuckles, flashing that damn smile again.

You don’t know how you’re going to finish this conversation. This man completely shuts off your brain. How do you turn it on again? Wow, that needs rephrasing.

“I would love to see what he wrote about,” you answer, your face heating up as Jay’s face lit up. “Tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I can do tomorrow. Same time?” Jay asks, his hand reaching for the door handle.

You nod, “Yeah, you wanna meet here?”

Jay opens the door and follows you out of the room. You look at the time and notice how late it is. How is it already 9 p.m.?

“Sure, near the statue?”

“Near the statue,” you agree, walking side by side until you finally see how dark it is outside.

The looming darkness reminds you where you are. It’s almost Halloween, and you’re sure that some sicko is probably waiting out there to lure you into a van or something. Your roommate needs to stop roping you into watching horror movies.

“Hey, uh, you think you can walk to my dorm with me?” you ask, nervously looking outside. “I forgot how dark it gets here in the fall.”

You adjust your bag and tighten the straps, mentally preparing yourself for the trek. Jeeze, he asks you out on one date and you’re already latching onto him like a crazy person.

“Yeah, it’s just a block away, right?”

Nodding, you push the door open and firmly grasp his arm as you start walking. It’s ridiculous that you’re already showing your paranoid side to him, but it’s nice to finally have someone to walk beside.

“You’re not from Gotham, aren’t you?” Jay asks, guiding you to the sidewalk.

“It’s that easy, huh?” you sigh, looking around you. “I love this place, I love its history, but it has a reputation. My parents nearly made me go to a different university, but this one always had my attention.”

You pass by the first street, your body relaxing as the conversation continues. It doesn’t hurt to learn more about Jay, especially his recommendations in novels. You’ve never learned this much in a single conversation, and you hope that this will never stop. You can get used to this.

Continued in part 2

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shotorozu · 3 years

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hi bae!!! deku, shoto, denki with an s/o who's like affectionate with all her friends and they get insecure and kinda jealous :( ?? tysm in advance <33

s/o that’s affectionate to friends

character(s) : midoriya izuku, todoroki shouto, kaminari denki (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name, L/N = last name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not specific

headcanon type : fluff, kinda angsty but there’s reassurance (x reader)

note(s) : another one i kinda held off doing because of it getting buried in the inbox sndjwkd i’m sorry for the delay! i didn’t like how denki’s turned out im so sorry

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midoriya izuku

man already knows that you’re very touchy with your friends, that’s just who you are

heck, i think before you guys started dating, you were touchy to him too! (but even more because,, you like him)

so he shouldn’t be shocked when you link onto kirishima’s arm, or when you jump to give mina a back hug

and most especially, when you poke at bakugou’s cheeks— and he just LETS YOU for some reason

he’s glad that you feel comfortable around people, considering that it’s why you’re even touchy in the first place.

but he can’t help but wonder,, is he doing enough to you? i mean, you basically do the same to him, but added the cheek, lip kisses

and the wonderful words you get to shower him in daily.

not only that, but he does tend to flush up when you try to initiate some sort of physical affection. maybe,, he’s supposed to let you be?

let you do all of that, since it makes you happy? i mean,, he supposes that he’s willing to do that.

izuku’s not a restrictive person when it comes to things like that, so he supposes that he’ll just have to ignore the weighted feeling on his shoulders despite not carrying a thing at that very moment

on the other hand, you couldn’t help but notice a change in izuku. not anything too concerning, of course

but he’d turn a blind eye— whenever you’d initiate physical affection to your other friends. he’d go silent, until it was over

eventually, you overhear a rather heartbreaking conversation between the dekusquad, and izuku himself

“deku! if you’re so down about it, then maybe you should tell Y/N about it! i don’t think they mean any harm.” you could hear uraraka console him

“correct. L/N-kun does not look like the type to be unfaithful. and even if they were, that would’ve been unacceptable behavior!”

and through out the discussion on how izuku could confront you, his s/o— he speaks abruptly

“i mean.. if Y/N is happy with being physically affectionate with their friends then,, i can’t stop them.” he says sadly, but it breaks your heart knowing that you’ve caused him to sound like this

“plus, i’m sure they have a reason to be acting that way, right?” you didn’t think how your affectionate attitude would have its effects on him

so, the next time you saw your boyfriend, you had a talk with him

“hey, honey!” he’d greet you with the usual demeanor, as if he didn’t just talk about his feelings “how are you? sorry that i was a little late, i was talking with the others!”

you smile, accepting the reason (since it’s true) “izuku, can you be honest with me?”

and this statement shocks him for a bit, “oh uhm,, yeah i can! did i do something wrong?” he scoots next to you, waiting for your reply

“does me being physically affectionate towards my friends make you,, uncomfortable?” you inquire, as straightforward as you could

he’s silent for a bit, which makes you speak again “you can be honest, it’s okay. you’re not in any trouble, zuku.” you ruffle his hair softly for comfort

then, he finally answers. “uhm,, uncomfortable isn’t the word. it’s not that i don’t trust you but,,”

“yeah?”

“i don’t trust,, me.”

this statement takes you by surprise, “oh, why?”

“i don’t trust myself that i could make you happy,” he continues “with physical affection, i mean. i understand if you weren’t, i just feel like i’m not giving you enough.”

“i understand though!” izuku continues, “whenever you initiate physical affection, i can’t help but get all staggery and nervous,” he rambles

he sounds normal, sure— but he’s not looking at you, his emerald eyes set in a downcast state

you make him face you, gently grabbing a hold of his shoulders “i’m sorry, zuku.” you press a kiss on his temples

“in truth, yes. i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with my physical affection.” you confess, “i’d see that you’d go red whenever i’d initiate something,” you tease, which gives you the exact reaction you’ve wanted

“but then,, i also didn’t think about how you felt about it. i didn’t consider the possibility of you being uncomfortable with it, so i want to apologize for that.” you lean against him, taking his hand and pressing a kiss on his palm

“if you want, i could stop it. there are other ways i could show affection to my friends anyway!” you suggest, but he shakes his head, smiling

“i appreciate it, but you don’t have to.” he reassures, “if it makes you happy then i’ll be happy.”

“is there anything else?”

“just maybe uhm,,” he trails off for a second, before continuing “give me what you give them, but multiply it by 200!” he suggests, his regular self coming back to you

you laugh, leaning forward to kiss him softly, “i love you, izuku. only you. people may receive my affection, yes— but you’re the only one that deserves all of it.”

and with that, the weight on his shoulders is lifted, and he didn’t actually have anything to worry about.

todoroki shouto

despite shouto being sometimes socially ignorant, he is a very observant person when it comes to the person he likes

so the first thing he noticed was your touchy behavior, specifically towards your friends

sure, he’s had some of that physical affection— but it was like you knew him too well. so, he received it less that the others

it doesn’t mean that todoroki disliked your physical affection. during those few times, he did tend to,, not mind it at all, when he’d usually pull them off

and it doesn’t automatically mean that you didn’t like being around todoroki, it was given that he wasn’t very big on being physical

he didn’t care, again— as long as you were happy, but then there would be this tight feeling in his chest whenever you’d run off to do it to bakugou, hugging him leisurely

or even midoriya, sometimes

so, when you guys finally confess to each other— it doesn’t appear that your physical affection towards your peers came to an end

it remained the same, and while he’s the one that received your delightful words, fully devoted love, and time— he can’t help but frown whenever he sees you latch onto kaminari

or when you sit beside midoriya and count all the freckles on his cheeks— the blush on his face being hard to ignore, in your boyfriend’s eyes.

i don’t think shouto’s a jealous person— protective is one thing, and possessive? maybe that one time, he was. but jealous? maybe not.

well, it’s not like he doesn’t trust you to stay loyal and faithful, that’s a different thing. but it’s more like,, he wants for the affection you’re giving to them

needy, that’s the word

early on, (and maybe even before you got together with shouto) it’s been established that shouto wasn’t a biggest fan of physical affection, besides hand holding, and cheek kisses for now

it makes sense to you, especially hearing about his childhood, and his father’s true colors— that are far from anything heroic.

and you definitely respect what he wants— if he wants space, you’ll comply! and if he wanted more, you’ll also be willing to comply!

that’s why you’ve been keeping things just at that— the last thing you want is making shouto uncomfortable, the concept terrifies you

but,, shouto doesn’t exactly know how to tell you that he wants more, more and more— he wants all of your affection

so, what does he do? he tells you in one exact way— he tells you what’s on his mind

and quite bluntly for that matter

the both of you have been sitting in silence for a bit, no words were exchanged. however, glances were sent towards your way

his stare has a different edge to it, as if he had something in particular he wanted to say— mouth gaping open as if he were to speak, but no words come out

“shou,” you call out to him softly, “it looks like you have something to say,” you smile at him, wanting to know what was in that head of his “you can talk to me.”

a minute flies by, and he’s still silent, and you’re about to drop the topic for good— until he finally speaks up “i don’t know what i’m feeling.”

this quirks your interest, “oh, what,, are you feeling?” what he said worries you, since it kinda sounds like he was about to deliver some bad news

“i’m,, not sure myself.” he stares down at his hands “i feel weird, whenever i see you be.. touchy around the others.”

weird, huh? “what kind of weird? could you try to explain? maybe i could pinpoint what you’re feeling.”

“i feel weird, since i haven’t experienced this before,” he breathes in, before he goes on “i feel like i want more, selfishly more. i thought i would’ve been fine with receiving minimal physical affection,”

he turns to you, heterochromatic eyes staring deep into yours “but i’m not fine with it! i want more, like what you give to the others. so that’s why,, it’s weird.”

and it suddenly dawns onto you on what he’s talking about, he’s talking about you being physically affectionate towards your friends and classmates

and how he doesn’t like it.

you frown, scooting next to him “i’m sorry you feel that way, shou.” you fix a stray piece of hair that has been misplaced, hanging near his brow

“i’m glad that you were being honest, and told me,” you cautiously hold his hand, looking at him to detect any discomfort

there’s none

“yes, i’ve been careful. i don’t wish to make you feel weird— in the bad way, and most especially uncomfortable!” he nods in understanding, he adjusts the hold on your hand, choosing to place his hand on top of yours

“and i didn’t.. think about how you would’ve felt about it. i should’ve asked you about it first.” you look at him with meaning, “‘m sorry.”

his gaze softens, and he leans closer— ever than before “it’s alright, love, no need to apologize,”

“that’s just who you are, if you show gratitude and affection with being physical, then that’s okay. i just,, want more— if that’s okay with you.” you nod, laughing softly

“i’ll give you more, if that’s what you wish. i’ll give you everything you want, whatever makes you happy.” shouto presses a kiss on your temple

“so,, does that mean you’re going to.. stop?” he asks— just because he wanted to know

“oh, if you want to, then i will.”

“you don’t have to but.. maybe tone it down?” he suggests, because although the idea of your physical affection towards your friends coming to a halt, is nice he wouldn’t admit that outloud

he doesn’t want you to stop, if that’s how you show gratitude to your friends. so, toning it down’s the best option

“i will,” you smile, “only high fives, pats on the back, and quick hugs, from now on!”

the statement makes him smile, a genuine one— he’s just glad that his concerns have a resolve now. man was just really touch starved, couldn’t blame him

kaminari denki

it took a while for him to actually start being concerned

i mean— dude’s practically the same as you. have you seen him play with ojirou’s tail? he always finds himself touching someone

whether it’d be him poking bakugou’s spiky head of hair (until he’d scream at him) or him resting his elbows on kirishima— he’s always touching someone

so, he understands if you’re going to be touchy feely with others. he actually finds it quite cute when you show your endearing side to your friends with touch (without crossing boundaries of course)

so, it was okay keyword : was

until you slowly started kissing your friends on the cheek— and it erupted,, something from within

it was so casual, that he had to process what just happened— following it up with a smile, to play it off.

he feels bad for feeling iffy about it, honest! he doesn’t have a reason to distrust you, so this feels all,, wrong for him

the gesture was definitely a gradual process. it wasn’t like you just randomly started to kiss people on the cheek— and it wasn’t like you were depriving him

so this made him think harder than he has ever thought before. maybe you were getting tired of being affectionate to him only, so you moved away from that?

or maybe you were tired of HIS affection?

maybe you were giving people affection, because they deserved it, and he didn’t? if this was the case, denki can’t complain.

denki knows he’s not smart like iida, or serious like bakugou.

but even to denki, all of that is a stretch. he’s just laying out all of the possible reasons— rational or not

and before he realized it, you knew that there was something up

denki; utterly afraid of losing you, switches from super affectionate to being isolated in his room— every single day

this is his way of experimenting with your reactions

even the bakusquad didn’t know what was up so,, yeah. there must be something bothering him.

you’re given a few ideas as to why kaminari might be acting this way, and the exact idea popped into your mind

you made him insecure

and you instantly felt bad— yes, you give all of your friends cheek kisses, and you give them to your boyfriend too!

but you didn’t realize that you would’ve potentially harmed him in the process. so, you sought out to talk to him

“hey babe,” it was just in time, your boyfriend enters through your door, “i was looking everywhere for you, you won’t believe it! i would’ve evaporated if i had to endure bakugou’s screaming one more time!”

“i was looking for you too,” you smile, ushering him to sit on your bed, “listen, i want to talk to you.”

“oh,”

“don’t worry, denki. you’re not in any trouble,” you reassure, “i just want to apologize”

it’s his turn to be confused “what? why?”

“let me ask you one thing, how do you feel about me giving people affection?”

he swallows harshly, but answers truthfully “i like it a lot, babe! i do find it cute.” he smiles, but you’re not fully convinced that his statement made it’s end

“i feel like there’s more i should know.”

“i,, yeah.” he admits, and not very gracefully “it’s— ugh! i’m sorry. i know this is really out of character for me, and i’m sorry that you have to see me feeling like,,”

“you can be honest.” you remind him briefly

“—weird. look, it’s not like your love language is weird to me. i think it’s just me being a needy idiot! and it’s not like i think you’re cheating on me!” he holds his hands up in defense

“but in a way,, i didn’t expect you to do that— you’ve only started doing it recently.”

“so it made you uncomfortable?” you’re preparing for the expected answer, ready for what’s about to be said

“,, if the shoe fits.”

seeing denki in this sort of manner gave you the biggest reality check. yes, you knew that you had something to do with his recent personality change

but you didn’t realize how much it made him question himself.

“i’m sorry, once again” you apologize, “it was wrong of me to assume you were fine with it, i just thought you’d be fine with it since well,,”

“hey, it’s okay,” denki smiles, his mood slightly better “i’m touchy too, i mean,, we both show affection physically! i’m not very surprised that you thought i was fine with it.” he brushes his thumb on your cheekbone

“i mean it, denki. i didn’t realize how much it would’ve affected you. you might not realize it, but i do.”

“it’s fineeee,” he whines playfully when you’re still upset, “Y/N, you’re affectionate, which is a trait i absolutely love. if you’re physically affectionate, that fine.”

“just uhm,,” he trails off, almost awkwardly. “maybe,, don’t bless them with your,, cheek kisses? ugh! omg there was definitely a better way to say that.”

to any other person, that would’ve been awkward— like,, really. but you understood, that’s how much you know about him

“got it, they will be exclusively for you.” you kiss him on the cheek, “thanks for being honest, denki.”

at that moment, denki’s shoulders felt lighter, and he suddenly forgot about why he even felt this way. yes, you still gave people physical affection BUT

denki kaminari still wins 😎 your kisses and ultimate tokens of affection are strictly for him

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