#yeah im going to tag this because i know people are upset and im upset but i truly would have understood if they did it in any other way

[cryptidjeepers]

Just putting this out there, i would absolutely be okay with paying to be a memeber of watchers youtube like i do with dropout, if it meant all their NEW content was now behind a paywall that allowed them to make bigger and better projects. Putting your entire content library behind a paywall on another site is just insulting to the fans that have supported the channel the last few years.

Youtube sucks and their monetization and predatory advertisers are awful and i respect any decision to get away from that, even if it means paid content. But this isnt it. My main complaint is how Watcher has only existed for 4 years, i truly do not think it's been around long enough to make this kind of move with stability.

[moeblob]

Every single time I draw for an anime I think to myself "never again will I draw for an anime" and then I am proven wrong. So here, take my daughter Lulu.

[awnrii]

i don’t know if anyone will see this but hi it’s me daniel awnrii guy who might have founded nark(?) here to say please don’t tag my nicholas art with stuff like “he’s so sexy” or view my nark stuff as solely sexual 😭😭😭

feel free to post I’m not saying do not ever post about sex ever go ahead but don’t tag it under my posts specifically please!!

[ars0nism]

least favorite thing about existing is how engrained h*rry p*tter is in society like if i dont like dsmp yeah whatever block the tumblr tags and dont go on tik tok too much whatever. dont like that shitshow??? good luck trying to avoid it!! its fucking everywhere!!

[todayisafridaynight]

INCREDIBLY FUNNY that I refused to settle for just saying "bread" but yes it was those! So in that sense, the lavish bread physics are integral to conveying how important the little things were in getting him through prison. Still, for the sake of the drip…...... perhaps sacrifices are needed...

But yeah, I'm thrilled you noticed those things about the evolution of Jo's design, too! It's super interesting to think about in terms of storytelling, I don't think you're inarticulate in saying that at all. Speaking of, I also just look up "holder" to find prev asks at this point lol

Jo and Ichi's dynamic is also a major topic of interest for me (as we've seen). I think a lot of what's going on with them is definitely some variation of "old habits die hard." That's natural when you form that kind of uneasy coexistence. But like you mentioned, it's also telling that Jo picked up the nickname in the first place, because I went back through the entire script, and it really is the case that only Arakawa, Masato, Jo, and the people who raised Ichi call him that. It's reserved for his family.

I think this line about Aoki (that I completely forgot about before looking at the script again lol) may also shed some light: "A long time ago, I knew him as the young master. He knew me as Ichi." Because they all do that, don't they? Ichi still says Captain, Boss, and Young Master, Jo still says Boss, Ichi, and Young Master, Aoki still says Dad and Ichi.

Even though on paper these relationships should've dissolved with Ichi being expelled, Masato becoming Aoki, and Jo taking over as second patriarch, to one another, they're all still who they used to be. And as an aspect of how they communicate, the "learned language" that forms in families, it stands out when they're all on the same page with the terms they choose to use.

This line from Ichi also stood out to me: "But my aniki taught me different. He said whoever makes the first move is the victor. The guy with steel balls wins." Like, that's clearly Jo, right? For one thing, the "flavor" of aniki is different from Captain, of course--one is directly an appointed post, and one is more open to interpretation--but it also clearly shows that Jo's imparted his "philosophy" to Ichi in some ways.

I think, to a degree, it's one of those holdovers from RGGO that wasn't fully implemented. Because they're more or less the same in RGGO in this regard, but RGGJo does outright say it makes him weirdly happy that Ichi still calls him Captain, so that's a clearer indicator and makes the idea feel more "complete."

With what I said before about their "learned language," too, the Arakawa Family has this way of saying goodbye that's specific to them, and I really miss it in Y7. It is referenced briefly, but it's not a "thing" like it was in RGGO. It's kinda like how The Gang in It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia greet each other with "Hey-ohhh!" LMAO idk but. I Enjoy. But that's also why it stood out to me that LaD8Jo greets Ichi the same way as Y7Jo and RGGJo.

ALSO that is so sick the author of Soliloquy saw your art…… incredible……….. + as an aside since I was reminded, it's very true that sometimes people seem to "fill in the blanks" with tropes, and my favorite is honestly when it's both funny and offensive. There was this whole "phase" (and to everyone's credit it was short-lived) of playing Mine up like this Huge Misogynist because he's not attracted to women, and it's WILD to recognize that he's gay but still pull up homophobic tropes for funsies.

Like I was mad at the time mostly on account of the mischaracterization (because come on, even if you've only seen Y3, he is still uncharacteristically soft with Katase… not that he wasn't INSANE for The Slap, but it also wasn't at all rooted in the same things as say, Nishiki slapping Reina might've been.) But it was funny. Perhaps not in the way it was intended to be, but it was funny. And, you know, that's why I'm happy to stay in my own little corner as well.

You coulda just said bread it's ok 😭 I WAS right though it WAS a carb......

On the subject of language though, it's def something I picked up on (if my last ask wasn't any indication lmao)! It's a real neat detail and something I think helps push that 'family' theme Y7 has going on (or at the very least demonstrates how despite the times changing, they still have those bonds with each other whether they acknowledge it or not), it definitely being a case of picking up a habit/term from family.

About tropes in fan works though, I can't act like I'm guiltless of it LMAO so I don't have too strong of a leg to stand on when it comes to criticizing it (and I can't lie, sometimes I do find playing into the trope funny if it's at least based on something from the text and it's just exaggerated For The Bit yeah). However I do think the strangest thing was linking misogyny and Mine (I made a post rambling about it but deleted it like. .3 seconds later) because nothing he does in either Y3 nor RGGO is explicitly misogynistic? In the slightest? And as we talked about before he's considerably pretty respectful towards women? Again, he surely did slap a little girl, but it wasn't because she was a girl you know (still cringe to do but if we're gonna talk about it let's do it right please and thank you). As you say though, pushing that trope onto Mine just feels like perpetuating the harmful stereotype that gay men hate women, and in cases like that then I can't really take the piss out of it without having a weird taste in my mouth.

[sunlightfeeling]

god i forgot how much i liked that cohost hid a lot of metrics…

(much ranting in the tags…)

[mhahaikyuus]

rain

tags:; situationship bs, bakugo being a jackass, love confession, angry reader, fight, screaming, mentions of cheating, crying, bakugo is actually emotional, angst to fluff, happy ending

word count: 2k

Who knew tapping a piece of plastic on a machine would cause such trouble in your life.

You had paid for your things at Sephora with Bakugo next to you. And the rage on his face when you whipped out your card to pay for your items and not used his was funny at first.

Katsuki giving you the dirtiest look as you paid and silent as you walked to the car. The clouds starting to gather making the sky a dark grey. You sat down with him opening the door for you and putting your bags in the back giving you princess treatment. He came back around to the driver’s side and sat down before asking.

“What the hell was that,” Katsuki asked with a frown

“What was what?” You asked scrolling on your phone half paying attention to him. Katsuki getting an attitude with you was as common as breathing at this point.

“Why didn’t you let me pay?” He asked nudging your arm to make you look at him. You looked out the windshield to water droplets hitting the glass before turning off your phone.

“I’ve been thinking about it and you shouldn’t be paying for anything of mine and when we go out I’m paying for my own stuff from now on.” You said pressing your lips together into a tight line knowing he was going to explode.

“What the fuck is your problem. When did you decide this.” He said getting angrier at your words.

“Um…I just…”

He was going to lose it if you said it.

“What spit it out.”

“I shouldn’t let someone I’m not serious with pay for everything like in a relationship.” You said. “It’s crossing a line and I shouldn’t have let you done it in the first place.”

He stared at you for a solid 30 seconds. You could see the vein on his forehead starting to appear and his grip on the steering wheel get tighter before he fully turned his body to you.

“ We’re not serious?” He said in a deadly calm voice. Surprising you, expecting to get yelled at.

“Uh…well I consider serious when I am asked to be.” You said slowly

“Then what the FUCK are we then? Huh?” He yelled making you wince at the volume.

“Because I haven’t fucked anybody but you in months, you’re all over my social media, we sleep in the same bed every night, I take you on dates, and everybody knows about you. So what are we then if you’re not serious.” He said angry as hell and hurt at your suggestion. His eyes blazing with heat.

“You never asked me to be your girlfriend I thought we were friends with benefits.” You said

“How in the fuck did you-“

Friends

He was in love with you and you thought you were friends.

“That’s what we agreed to?” You said confused

“Yeah…but that was months ago. You still think-“

“I didn’t mean to upset you. I just take what the other person says and go with it. It’s easier than making an assumption and being wrong. We never had a talk. You never said you wanted me to be your girlfriend.” You insisted.

“Are you talking to other people?” Katsuki asked not wanting to hear the answer fingers gripping the wheel.

“No.”

“Don’t lie to me.” He said

You saw his red eyes filled with hurt.

“Im not.”

“Then where the hell is this coming from.” He said

“My friends…they all said if you didn’t want to put a label on it then I needed to have boundaries if we are friends with benefits.”

He became serious with you after 3 weeks of sleeping together as friends. Now hitting the 6-month mark of your time together and he was getting whiplash. Thinking you both were on the same page.

“I don’t want to be your friend. We’re not friends.” He said his arms flexing as he became more disgruntled.

“You can’t say that and be upset with me when you haven’t even asked me to be your girlfriend. That’s not fair.” You said starting to get upset with him.

“No what’s not fair is you’re calling me your fuck buddy, friends with benefits when I’m falling for you.” He yelled

“How am I suppose to know that. You don’t tell me your feelings. You don’t tell me anything” You said starting to raise your voice at him too.

“I think its pretty obvious with the shit we’ve been doing.” He screamed back.

You rolled your eyes at his words.

“You can’t get upset with me because you didn’t feel the need to ask me out. We’ve been together every day for 6 months and you couldn’t find 1 minute to tell me how you feel and to officially ask me out.”

“What so you’ve been single this entire time. I bet you’ve been with other dudes haven’t you.” Katsuki yelled just angry.

You laughed at him, “Oh yeah definitely I had time to go be with other dudes when we spend 24/7 together, as friends. Like you wanted us to be in the beginning.” You sniped at him

“Things changed!” He yelled “Are you too stupid to get that.”

You got out of the car slamming the door and walking away from him. The rain started to fall harder but you didn’t care. Katsuki could be so suffocating.

Katsuki groaned hitting the steering wheel at you leaving, turning on the car and driving beside you as you walked.

“Come on get back in the car.” He said from the window as you walked looking straight forward. “It’s raining you’re going to get sick.”

“I didn’t mean it.” He said driving to keep pace with your walk.

“Leave me alone.” You said continuing to walk. Your house a 25-minute walk, easily done even in the rain.

“God damn it, I swear to god get back in this car before I do something I’ll regret.” Katsuki threatened and you walked faster to get away from him.

Katsuki parked the car on the side of the road and slammed his car door. Fuming at your dramatics.

“I’m trying to talk to you here and you won’t even get in the car!" He yelled catching up with you.

“Talk to someone that isn’t stupid. Get back in your car and leave me alone.” You said continuing to walk your clothes getting soaked in the cold rain.

He sucked his teeth at your attitude.

“You know what, you really are something else.” He yelled

Making you stop in your tracks.

You turned to him with rage filling your soul.

“IM SOMETHING ELSE,” now screaming at him over the rain. “You can’t for one second think about my feelings because you’re a selfish asshole! Get back in your car and bother someone who doesn’t have any more self-respect because I’m done.”

You two were on the side of the road screaming at each other not caring who saw.

“You’re done? No no no baby we’re never done.” He said with a loud laugh at the possibility of you not being with him.

Tears were starting to burn your eyes at his dismissal of you.

“Six fucking months. Six. up in the air. Me waiting for you to ask me to be something more than friends while doing everything a couple does. And when I put my foot down. Because you shouldn’t pay for someone who isn’t your girlfriend. You throw a hissy fit. Blaming me for expecting what you said you wanted. And accuse me of sleeping with other guys. I'm done!”

You were backing away from him. Looking at him made you ache. Katsuki took two strides and grabbed your arm not letting you get away from him.

“No you’re not done. You’ve been feeling it too. You were too scared to ask. This is something more and you know it. And your stupid ass friends planting doubt in your mind about us. You know I love you.” He yelled at you making you pause.

“No I dont.” You shook your head.

Katsuki laughed. He was losing it.

Realizing the situation you were both in. Out on the side of a road screaming at each other in the rain because your emotions were so high. Anyone else he would’ve told to fuck off and gone home by now. But it wasn’t anyone else. It was you.

“You drive me crazy, you know that. No one else can get me as mad as you. I cannot stand you and at the very same time, I cannot stand being away from you.

I love you.

I need you.

I lied earlier I’m not falling for you. I fell for you the moment we started spending time together. And you asking me if we’re just friends is a slap in the face and you know it.”

You both unable to break eye contact at his confession. Not for a moment ever thinking he would do this. Confess his love to you with his most desperate and angry eyes.

“Let me go, Katsuki.” You said with a wobbly voice. You tried to push him away but his body was like pushing a wall. He brought your arm up to his chest to pull you closer.

“I can’t.” He said leaning towards you. His expression trying to mask how scared he was but you could see right through it. You turned your face away a few tears slipping.

“You can’t call me a whore and then say that to me its not fair.” You whimpered trying to keep your resolve

“Im sorry. I love you. I was mad.” Katsuki said using his other hand to turn your face towards him catching your lips with his.

You melted into the kiss crying. His hands pulling you in as close as possible his tongue inside your mouth trying to make you feel his love for you. Your hands gripping his shirt

He pulled away from the kiss, “Stop crying please.” Both hands cupping your face.

“Why did it take you so long to say this?” You said both your eyes going back and forth with each other.

He leaned down his forehead touching yours.

“I didn’t know…when the right time would be or if you loved me back.” He admitted his vermillion eyes worried, vulnerable, scared.

You still hadn’t said it back.

He was exposing his throat. Whether you would tear out his throat was up to you. Holding his breath at what you were going to do.

“I love you too.”

Katsuki let out a sigh of relief at you choosing to not crush his very soul and heart.

“Does this mean I’m your girlfriend?” You asked timidly as he held you

“Baby I’ll give you a ring. Now can you please get back in the car.” He asked gently holding your hips.

You nodded and he held a firm grip on your hand walking you back to his car. Now that you both had stopped fighting and adrenaline had slowed down you realized how cold you were. Your hair dripping and soaking wet clothes stuck to your body.

“I’m cold.” You complained sitting in his precious car ruining his seat with rain water.

Katsuki laughed at you. Your hair drenched, mascara dripping down your face. and soaking wet clothes. He’s thinking that you’re the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. And only his girl would complain about how cold she was after he poured out his heart to her in the rain like in a scene from a movie.

“Let’s get you to bed before you get sick.” He said cranking the heat and holding your hand ready to spend time with the girl he loves.

[spacelazarwolf]

i get you and doberbutts are older but the reason why ppl get upset about proshipping is bc a good chunk of them tumblr and twittet are genuinely post pedophila,rape, incest ect. Taboo is fine to me and i dont think ppl should have derailed post about something going in irl that but saying no fiction effect reality and saying just bc its drawn doesnt mean it doesnt effeft ppl. Its how i and many other ppl have raped and groomed and i think genuinely do not care about ppl being into that stuff bc i will block them but proshipper is synonymous with pedophile bc of the twitter thing and because the excuse that just bc its coping its ok. Which hey im not g-d, im not gonna go hunt these ppl down bc its counter productive but i wanted to shed some light on how other ppl feel bc this is genuinely how i was a victim of csa and many other ppl as well. so yeah its tiring that ppl cant learn to curate but also do you know little ppl actually tag this shit bc it can get deleted on here and on twitter the straight up do not put that in there bc it used to them banned. so like nobody wins.

i get that you're trying to be helpful but please for the love of god can people stop dragging me into shipping discourse. fiction is fiction. if you don't like it, block whoever posted it. it's really as simple as that.

[rubyreduji]

HI JJ!!!!!!!!!!!! HAPPY 3K!!!!!! im sorry it took so long to send an ask <\3 BUT I WAS WONDERING 💭 if i could req a short bff!vernon fluff drabble? where he’s kinda nervous about confessing or something silly like that 😅 it literally can be a short 200 word scene, idc!!! I LAUV U SAUR MUCH AND U DESERVE EVERYTHING GOOD!! im so proud of u, ur so wonderful <33333

— sleepover event now over!! 🧸️

summary: vernon knows you two will be best friends no matter what, so why is it so hard to tell you he likes you?

tags: fluff, best friend!au, gn reader wc: 1.4k an: hi star sar thank you for the request this is so cute :((( (also a great break from smut adjskla) ily. side note why is this man so hard to find photos for

Vernon doesn’t think he’s ever sweat this much in his life.

His whole body is hot as his heartbeat quickens in his chest, the rumbling of the organ banging against his ribcage deafening in his ears. His hands shake as he glances at you across the table.

You look cute today, but then again you look cute everyday. You did your hair up for today and even slid some rings on your fingers before leaving your house. You look over and notice Vernon staring so you shoot him a smile. It takes Vernon a second too long to process this and smile back.

Shit, he has got to calm down. If nothing else but to stop sweating, because it is not an attractive look on him.

“Nonie,” you say, startling him slightly. “You’ve barely touched your ice cream.” You nod at the cup of chocolate ice cream melting in front of him, only a few bites taken out of it. You on the other hand have half of your cone gone.

“Oh,” Vernon mutters, staring down at the bowl as well. “Sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing? You’re the one who paid.” You take another lick of your cone. “What��s wrong? You’ve been off since I picked you up.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Vernon lies, his voice cracking a bit in the middle. You narrow your eyes at him before flicking your eyes to his ears.

“You’re lying,” you say matter of factly. “Your ears only get red when you’re lying. Or when you’re nervous.”

Vernon doesn’t want to tell you he’s both nervous and lying, so he instead lies even more. “You’re right, sorry. I think my stomach is just upsetting me a bit. I ate something weird for lunch.” It’s really only half a lie, because his stomach is in complete knots right now, you just don’t need to know why.

Well, you do. That’s the whole point of this outing. But Vernon can’t tell you just yet, not like this.

“Oh no,” you frown at Vernon, deeming him to be sincere enough. “Do you want me to take you home?”

“No!” Vernon shouts, causing a few glares to be shot his way from the other ice cream parlor tenants. You also stare at him curiously. “Sorry I just, no, I’ll be okay. I want to spend time with you.”

You laugh easily, the light sound gliding through the air and forcing Vernon’s heart to clench. “We see each other every day.”

“That’s different,” Vernon says, ducking his head. “This is just us, without any obligations or other people to bother us.”

In Vernon’s opinion you’re too popular, too many people vying for your attention, him included. That’s why he does his best to spend time with you like this, doing whatever you want to do, because all that matters to Vernon is being able to be with you, your full attention on him.

“I do agree it’s nice when it’s just us,” you say, smiling at your best friend. “How about this? I’ll finish my ice cream and then we can go walk around the shops, yeah?”

“Yeah,” Vernon says.

It doesn’t take long for you to finish your ice cream, and even though Vernon is anti-food waste, his stomach absolutely would not be able to keep the sugary confection down even if he tried. As soon as you step out of the ice cream parlor your hand finds Vernon’s, grasping at him to tug him along with you.

Though the act of holding hands isn’t new to you two, the feel of your warm hand against his still makes Vernon’s mouth go dry. He can’t focus on what you’re saying to him, too busy trying to figure out if you can feel how clammy his hand is.

Even if you can feel it, you don’t mention it, pulling Vernon along as you ramble on about life and things you see in the shop windows and how the weather is just perfect today for being outside. The whole time Vernon makes small comments, letting you know he’s listening. Every so often he steals glances at you, watching as your face lights up as you talk about whatever topic comes to your mind. The sun glows against your skin, like it was made to shine for you, but maybe Vernon’s just a bit biased.

Vernon isn’t sure when he fell in love with you, but isn’t that how it always is?

You two have been best friends for years now, after an unassigned assigned seat stealing incident in the 10th grade. It wasn’t instantaneous, you two shared some mutual friends and would hang out casually after class, and then before Vernon knew it you two were together nearly every day of the week. You two would go shopping on weekends or go to each other’s houses to study on school nights. You two unknowingly integrated so seamlessly into each other’s lives to the point where his mother calls you “hun” and your father calls him “son”. 

Going off to college didn’t change that, and now you two are living in the same city once again, pursuing your dreams together. And somewhere in all of that Vernon just…happened to fall in love with you. Somewhere between late night grocery trips and early morning sunrise watching and crying through final exams and cuddling during movie nights and taking pottery classes because you think it’ll be fun and yeah, Vernon really should have seen this coming.

He knows it’s cliche, but he isn’t that upset about it, because now he gets to be in love with you, his favorite person in the world. The only issue now is telling you that. The thing that’s been bothering him the whole day.

In reality, even if you don’t reciprocate him back, it’s not going to change anything. Vernon knows you two will stay best friends and will continue to hold hands while walking through stores and eat burgers together at two am, but maybe that’s what scares Vernon the most. The idea that you won’t like him back and he will never be able to get over you because how could he when you let him lay his head on your lap while late night talking or when you invite him over to dinner just to make sure he’s actually eating something that’s not chewy noodles and burnt toast.

He can’t not tell you though, because what if you do like him back, and it’s perfect and amazing and Vernon gets his happily ever after. So he has to tell you.

You’re looking at something in a window of an antique shop when Vernon starts to feel that suffocating feeling again, the sun suddenly becoming a bit too hot as his heart starts to race in his chest. He wants to spend everyday with you like this. He wants to call you his and you to call him yours.

“Vernon?” You’re his best friend. “Are you okay?” What if something bad happens? “Hey!” What if something good happens?

“I LIKE YOU!” Vernon shouts, the words spilling from his lips like he physically can’t keep them in anymore. His breathing stills as he stares at you, the only sound he hears being the hammering of his heart trying to escape his chest.

You start to giggle, your face lighting up in glee as you smack his shoulder. “You’re a dumbass, you know that? That’s what’s been stressing you out all day?” Vernon can only nod slightly. “I like you too, stupid. I thought you knew that.”

Like a weight being lifted off Vernon’s chest, he can finally breathe again. “How was I supposed to know that?!”

“You’re my best friend, I thought we knew everything about each other. I certainly knew you liked me.”

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” Vernon whines. 

“Why didn’t you?” You shoot back.

“I just did!” Vernon counters and you start to giggle once more. You tug at Vernon’s hand, pulling him closer to you to lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek. Vernon feels his face heat up.

“And I’m glad you did.”

“But that means you have to plan the first date,” Vernon tells you. You gasp.

“That is not what that means! You confessed first, so you plan the date.”

“Like you don’t have a million date ideas already planned out,” Vernon retorts and you huff.

“Fine, I’ll plan the first date, but I better now hear any complaints.”

Vernon just grins and wraps his arms around you. “If it’s you? There’s nothing in the world I could complain about.”

It’s your turn to become flustered, sputtering out a “whatever.”

Vernon laughs and presses a kiss to your head. Of course he had nothing to worry about, after all, it’s you.

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[bunnys-lil-hideout]

hi this is basically my part 2 of my post about being a small selfship blog

that post was met with a good amount of small blogs being happy about what i had written, meanwhile there was a handful of blogs that still expressed being upset that they were so small despite the work they'd put into their stuff.

i should preface by saying, even though i've had posts get over 300+ notes, and i have over 100+ followers, im really not a big blog, and i do seriously mean that.

yes, my posts about selfship scenarios and positivity do get a good amount of notes, and lots of the tags are very positive and fun to read. but if you do look through my blog, you'll notice those are the only posts that get any attention. all my posts about my personal selfships barely get notes, i barely get any asks even when doing ask games, and i've even tried participating in those "reblog with your f/o and i'll assign them this!" posts and i dont think i've ever gotten a reply.

and yeah, the last one at least has bothered me a bit, and i wish i couldve been part of the fun, but i'll be honest— when i made my selfship blog, i literally made it to be my own corner where i can go gushy gooey crazy over my fictional men. and those posts i made about general selfshipping scenarios and such, those were me just throwing ideas at the walls so i had a place to put them and maybe a few people could see it and feel a lil better. i never intend for my stuff to get a lot of attention because honestly, i'm used to it, so my expectations are always extremely low, and i'm rarely ever upset about it not working out.

but i know for some people, that's not the same for them, and that's completely fair. they work hard on what they make, either through writing, through artwork, comics, animation, even just putting down their thoughts. its natural to have that part of you that wants to be seen and appreciated for what you made, even if it is self-indulgent and not a lot of people will relate to it.

and i am sorry to all of you who are in that boat, feeling like what you made isnt good enough because not many noticed it, that you don't have people asking about your f/os or s/is, that anything you made with love isn't getting that same response. i know it's hard, and honestly i wish i knew what i could say that would help you to feel better. but please just know that you're really not alone, and just because you aren't seen doesn't mean you aren't good enough for this community.

honestly the best advice i could try to give is that you still have a corner for where you can freely express your love for the characters that bring you happiness, and even if you don't have much of an audience, i think it's worth remembering that your f/os are your #1 supporters through and through, no matter what type of attention you get. they're happy that you love to talk about them, draw them, gush about them, even if no one sees it. they're happy that you've dedicated a space just about them.

and even if you don't get much notice out of it, please remember that you still deserve a place to feel safe and free.

it's going to be okay. i promise. please take care of yourself. its what your f/os would want, i'm sure.

[thatdeadaquarius]

About language brainrot. Imagine writer creator reader who finally learns how to write in Teyvat's weird symbols and they want to publish their book. They decided to do it anonymously to avoid the "aaaaaah our creator wrote the holy scripture" sort of situation. Except it didn't work. The reader's style is too different from the rest of the world, so even if they tried to simulate the flowery speech it wasn't effective.

Another thing. Reader who decided to read some local books to practice their reading. They asked for something simple and similar to their speech. But the only books merely similar to it are 2000 and more years old. It's funny how the older text is the more you can understand it. On this note. If reader write something i feel like it would be hard to understand for Teyvat's people.

Imagine a reader who is autistic or has any other NDs imparing their communication skills. They practically trained themselves to say sertain phrases in sertain situation. But it doesn't work in Teyvat. And everything just stacks at each other. Difference in speech, being a God (so people react weirdly to you), bad communication skills, not understanding nonverbal cues and so on. There's gonna be a lot of misunderstanding. I imagine how followers would walk on the eggshells not to upset and angry their God and reader who does the same not to say something people will get wrong. Again.

Reader who regained all their memories of creating Teyvat, they're super powerful and stuff. But they still struggle with the modern language. Because all the memories are like millions years old.

✨️NEXYLAZA UR SO FUCKING SMART AND CREATIVE✨️ UR BRAIN>>>>>> EVERYTHING

GIF Akashi (black hair) is all the people who read the Sagau/Isekai Genshin tag and Bokuto (silver) is STILL ME RANTING ABOUT LANGUAGE IN TEYVAT LMAO

They cant escape me, sorry people who just wanted to read SAGAU normal things, im filling up the tag💀

I HAD OTHER ASKS BEFORE THIS ONE AND AS I GOT THRU EM I WAS "OMMGGGG WE'RE GETTIN CLOSER TO NEXY'SSSS ASSSKKKK EEEEEEE"

YOU ARE A GODDAMN GENIUS

DHALALWKDHDHS

ME ABOUT THIS ASK:

(^ lol biblically accurate deadaquarius)

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGINNNN

BRAINROTTING OVER UR ENTIRE ASK!!

♡

Also, its getting kinda old now, so here is the blunt language v. Teyvat's flowery language post for reference! :)

Hhhhhhhhhhh

IF U WRITE STUFF

AND UR IN WORDY TEYVAT LAND

AINT NO WAY,👏

U COULD EVEN, 👏👏

GET CLOSE👏👏👏

TO THESE BITCHES SPEECH👏👏👏👏

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Like,, imagine right now if i told you to write me 4 pages of an essay in entirely early 18th century vernacular.

(For reference: when the story Pride & Prejudice takes place)

... like??

Bitch aint no way u can do that and actually show that to a historian or an actual living person from that time period

and them actually say "wow! An excellently worded 18th century essay!"

💀.

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So tying into that whole, "the only simple texts are like literal cunnieform clay tablets or sm shit"

Your writing to them just sounds like if a scribe just copied off what one of those tablets said just onto paper HAHA

And like, if u try and dress it up, it just ends up sounding like its from a slightly later time period

Like if ur casual writing sounds like 1 million years ago, u being flowery sounds like 8-7 thousand years ago u cant win LMAO

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Omg ur trying to go to that-

wait whats it called,,fuck i dont know Sumeru good enough yet

The.. HOUSE OF DAENA GOT IT

Yeah so ur thinking "Oh what better way to learn a dialect?/vernacular than reading books by them!"

And u basically snatch Alhaitham at the soonest possible chance to take you there

(Bc when i went in, it was just random lore books everywhere so)

Needless to say you have no clue how this place is organized, so u convince him to direct you to books u can easily read first

Like as close to your speech as possible!! U tell him :)

.

..

...lol

It literally takes like 3 hours to get something readable LMAO

Bc when the poor feeble scribe initially brought you smth he thought was pretty old and close to ur speech, like just first thought,

... It sounded like it was from the middle of the 18th century to you lol

So, with a "hmm" and a squint at the dusty book you'd already given up on

Alhaitham slowly went around the library making a stack of books, dropped them off in front of you... not a single sentence.

...then he made a stack of scrolls...

..nope..

...a stack of stone tablets...

.....getting closer?? it was really weird seeing Shakespearean language carved into stone....

...and then, with a conversation to a second library secretary deeper in the library, past a caged area of shelves to protect them...

...he escorts you behind the restricted section towards the back filled with glass display cases.

(Several of which contain the most ancient looking sets of artifacts you've ever seen)

...Finally, u arrive at a long glass case of several clay tablets.

Half of which sound like they're from the 1910s-20s, and the other, even older half, sounding straight out of the 2000s..

..

....

......

...Good god.

(Good..you??)

These crazy speaking bastard-previously-video-game-characters were right.

...

You are suddenly, viscerally hit with the image of Zhongli's idle, "Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember, but where are those who share the memory?" 💀

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Alhaitham side eyes you,, (he looks,, very interested, yet also kinda concerned??? HIM, CONCERNED????!!!)

"Ahem, the texts before thy Greatest Lord art the eldest- well, perhaps, more appropriately, the eldest and most intact, pieces of written language known to our humankind."

...

....aYOO MAN 😭😭

...Ur just staring at these half cracked, baked clay tablet thingys, full of slang from like 2003-

Alhaitham coughs.

"Uh, thanks. ...Sorry about all the.. trouble with this..."

BRO HOW OLD DOES HE THINK U ARE NOW-

"This task assigned to mine own person was of no trouble to my mind or spirit, Greatest Lord, fret not about it any longer."

And with a sort of shell-shocked atmosphere surrounding both of you, Alhaitham walks off to check out some other restricted books, hovering nearby yet also trying to give u space LOL

Top 10 cursed images: Seeing "Chillax, bro, dude, and weeb" carved into ancient clay tablets that look like they would be part of the Egyptian exhibit back in ur world 💀

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You eventually just kind of end up writing a couple pages after studying the writings, going younger and younger (nothing has ever made u feel more powerful...yet also more old..)

You stretch, just as Alhaitham finally has made his own little stack of creaky old books

He seems very curious to read what u wrote, peaking a glance over the top of his book every so often (lol nerd, cute nerd... but NERDDD)

You just offer the academic lunatic what he wants 🙄

"Haha, wanna take a look? Some drafts are... closer than others..."

The scribe immediately puts his book down, not even saving his page,

"I would be honored, Greatest Lord."

Is he excited?? 💀 omfg

U very slowly hand ur most recent practice pages over, he curls his hand under his chin "hmm" ing

...Alhaitham shakes his head

"My..deepest apologizes My Creator, but this still seems, at the earliest, from when papyrus was invented, and not yet even into scrolls..."

OK BUT ALHAITHAM WOULD GENUINELY GIVE NO FUCKS ABT CRITIQING YOU, HE MAY BE MORE POLITE ABT IT BUT EVEN IF U DID MAKE THE WORLD HES GOING FOR IT

KAVEH HAS A HEART ATTACK BC HIS ROOMMATE GOT ONTO GOD LMAO

U let ur head plop on ur pile of papers, srry babe youll never be as fancy as Mr. Darcy 😕

And as ur resting there, contemplating just walking out and finding smth to eat instead- same

Alhaitham picks up another draft.

Except it's your first attempt.

As in, you didn't even try, first attempt.

You just made some bullet point notes or some Bs, in ur regular. modern. language.

Alhaitham knocks his chair over standing up so fast-

(HE GETS SHUSHED BY THE RESTRICTED LIBRARIAN LOL, also another person unafraid to scold God lol)

...he says its a perfect example of the oldest records they've found of writing on the continent, most of which they haven't even translated yet

He asks u to teach him how to read this/speak like this lol

♧

(^^^not my best work but hope yall got smth outta it💀)

I WAS LITERALLY GONNA MAKE A WHOLE POST ON THE NEURODIVERGENT EXPERIENCE OF BEING A GOD IN TEYVAT

ESPECIALLY OF THE LANGUAGE BARRIER VARIETY!!!

THERES JUST

ACK

aCK HDHAKD

SO MUCH

TO SAY

!!!

AHHHHH

OK BUT LIKE

IF WE ACTUALLY TOOK THIS TO THE EXTREME IM IMPLYING IT WOULD BE

LIKE TEYVAT SPEAKS SEVERAL DECADES BEHIND U- MAYBE EVEN ACTUALLY

CLOSE TO PRIDE AND PREJUDICE TIMES SPEECH

THEY WOULD LITERALLY BARELY COMPHREHEND YOU

IMAGINE TRYING TO TALK TO MR. DARCY 😭

THATS LITERALLY ALL OF TEYVAT

JUST

???¿¿?????!!! <- THEM ALL THE TIME

ESP IF UR NEURODIVERGENT

I THINK IT WOULD BE EVEN MORE PROOF FOR THEM TO THINK UR GOD

BC UR BEHAVIOR WOULD BE "OFF" TO THEIR NEUROTYPICAL ASSES,

YOUR FACIAL EXPRESSIONS,

LIKE UR MASKING MAYBE BUT

U CANT KEEP THAT SHIT UP ALL THE TIME-

ESP IN CRAZY ISEKAI CIRCUMSTANCES

AND LIKE-

(ok ill tone it down before i also get shushed)

U used to be a player!!

Which would maybe mean u got rlly comfy playing Genshin all the time!

...like i know im kinda stimming when im gaming (and my natural stim is rocking so yeah no way they wouldnt notice that 💀)

So, since u may be still yknow unconsciously wanting to be comfy (esp around ur mains/team/favs)

U probably have stimmed a little around them, which, not that neurotypicals dont stim, but like

They would notice after awhile

And esp people like Alhaitham, Zhongli, Ningguang, Xiao, Ei, Aether/Lumine, Kaeya, Diluc, Kazuha, Heizou, Shenhe, Kokomi, Sara, Albedo, Dainsleif- !! GASP- !! <- my bbygirl omg i forgot abt u before now im so sorry </3

(once again i have not checked a character list, forgive my sins my readers)

^^^ Are like pretty focused on you/observant, so they'd eventually pick up on it first probably

..

...

....which allsssooo means they're like, collecting all ur neurodivergent thingys lol to compile as EVIDENCE AGAINST YOU AS TO WHY THEY KNOW UR THE CREATOR LMAO

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Honestly the biggest factor against u is definitely social interaction,, srry love :/

(if it helps, its bc i know itd be my downfall too thats why thats there ^ 😔)

Mostly bc i have this idea/theory? obervation? that when I especially met Adepti for the first time

Esp ones that werent as close to human society for as long as some others (like think Xiao vs. Ganyu)

And for literally every other non-human people we've met so far in Genshin-

They kinda- they kinda, radiate neurodivergent energy??

Like, they're not adherring to social norms, and not in like a bad way,

But its still rlly obvious (i mean also its probably exaggerated for us as an audience) that theyre not human pretty quickly

coughzhonglicough

COUGHVENTICOUGH-

oh geez wow excuse me, cold weather must be gettin to me- ahem hem-

Anyway, like what Nexy said in the ask,

...

...Yall are all just tiptoing around each other 😭😭

Bc these ppl arent from Earth countries,

All their behavior is weird to you 😭

U dont know how to mask with them yet 😭😭

THE UNBELIEVABLE AMOUNT OF MISCOMMUNICATION THAT HAPPENS ALREADY WHEN UR NEUROSPICY VS. NEUROBLAND PPL

IS LIKE, ALMOST WORSE??

Bc they cant even understand ur phrasing bc its so simple 😭😭😭

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Tldr: "Being Neurodivergent means ur a god, confirmed." - says all of Teyvat's denizens

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NEXYLAZA.

MY BELOVED.

I AM IN LOVE WITH UR BRAIN.

IF I COULD GIVE IT A HUG I WOULD🫂✨️👏👏👏👏

BC I WAS ALREADY LIKE IN THE BACK OF MY MIND LIKE-

*rubs my little rat gremlin hands together*

"hmHmHMMMM BuT wHaT iF mAYbE yOU reMeMbeREd cReATinG TeyVAT, hmHMHMMMMM"

AND FOR VERBALIZING IT WITHIN BLUNT LANGUAGE AU- !!!!!!!

(one of my favs, if u cant tell)

I would (platonically) kiss you right now dude.

Instead I give this:

♡ ily

And also, I AM GOING TO MAKE A WHOLE POST ABOUT THIS-

MAYBE EVEN A FANFIC, OR ONE SHOT AHDHAKFHSKLAAL-

UNTIL NEXT TIME MY BELOVED PARTNER IN CRIME <333

PSPSPSPSsppspspspssss Last Time! CLOSES TOMORROW @1pm CST: VOTE on my 100+ followers celebration POLL :)

Tell me what u wanna see me write about! PSPSPSPSpspspspssss

(U can vote even if ur new! :] )

THANK YOU FOR SUBMITTING THIS ASK

THIS IS A TREASURE OF MINE NOW

GONNA HIDE IT IN MY LITTLE CAVE OF SCREENSHOTTED SAGAU POSTS <333 hehehehehehehehehehe

THIS IS LIKE PT2 TO MY ORIGINAL LANGUAGE POST AHHHHH

NEXY BIG BRAIN ILYSM <3

Cheers,

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza lol ur own ask im a menace sorry

[softshrimpy]

How To Woo A Hot Principal

Step 14: Meet The Parents

Summary: Working at the Weathervane was exactly what you needed. The routine, the people, your co-workers. It certainly helped that a certain tall, blonde, fucking gorgeous woman happened to frequent the cafe. Now some may call hopelessly flirting with your customers inappropriate behavior.

But truly, when it came to Larissa Weems, who could blame you?

I'm simply a slut for comforting insecure Larissa, sue me. 🦐✨

Tags: @variant-2402 @the-bagel24 @eveymay @kimiinou @muffintopxs @h-doodles @bbykens @lilfartbox1 @bigolgay @winterfireblond @gela123 @i-like-reading @hopelessly-sapphic @alder-saan @im-a-carnivorous-plant

(pls let me know if you want to be tagged/ I missed you!)

Chapter 13

Cross Posted on AO3 Here

HWTAHP Masterlist

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You had awoken the next morning to a rather lovely little vase of flowers and a handwritten note. The note smelled like Larissa (yes you sniffed it). The small bouquet contained white tulips, white orchids and some lilies of the valley. If you had been versed in the language of the flowers you would’ve known that they symbolized rebirth, sincere apology and forgiveness. However, since you knew absolutely fucking nothing about the language of flowers you simply thought they reminded you of her hair and general elegance.

Darling, I truly can’t thank you enough for your forgiveness and kindness. I will do everything I can to do right by you. I cannot express how much you mean to me

Yours LW

The heartfelt note had made you rather embarrassingly, giggle and kick your feet. You had all but skipped your way to your appointment with Vlad. He had taken one look at you all smiles and sunshine before rolling his eyes and snorting.

You had spent the morning being what Vlad called an ‘insufferable lovestruck puppy’ which you took as a compliment. You had been sitting in the quad reading a book Dr. Kinbott had recommended for you when Yoko appeared in front of you.

“So you live here now huh?” She remarks.

“I guess so, which means you’re stuck with me,” you joke, closing your book to give her your full attention.

“So… it’s parents weekend this weekend.” She says.

“Oh, that’s cool. Will your parents be attending?”

“My dad will be here yeah, and you’ll definitely meet him. That’s not what this is about.” She explains, “It’s Enid, her parents are weird about her not wolfing out and she’s going to need some like adult support.”

“I’m not certain I count as a proper adult-“

“And she looks up to you and Weems, probably because you’re the only adult queers she knows. And since you two have made up and are together again-“

“Hold on we’re not- I mean we did make up but it’s-it’s a bit more complicated tha-“

“So when her parents inevitably fuck up and make her upset I would really appreciate it if you two would just offer her some support.”

“I-well I mean I-I can see what I can d-“

“Perfect! Thanks queen,” she grinned before getting up and leaving you sitting there rather confused.

Of course, you would give Enid your full support, it was the least she deserved. But you weren’t sure what you and Larissa even were at the moment and didn’t really want to rush into anything. But you resolved that you would at least mention it to her when you saw her. Knowing her motherly care for the young werewolf she’d probably be down to help her out in any way she could.

The mention of parents had made you think of yours, despite your deep inner desire to ignore that rather large problem that needed to be sorted. You had so many questions. And frankly weren’t sure if you even wanted the answers. You knew at some point you’d have to talk to them, maybe even see them. You really would be much happier if you could simply…not do any of that. You already had your issues with them, never mind the fact that they definitely knew you were and vampire and almost definitely did something to make you appear more human.

You’re broken from that particularly fun little spiral of sadness when Larissa appears next to you, sitting down and handing you a cute lil sandwich. You quickly forget all about your crappy parental relationship and instead focus on having a nice time with Larissa.

——

Parents' weekend arrived faster than you expected.

You had shared lunch with Larissa almost every day, which was making you far more giddy than it should. You cherished every moment you got with her. She had been rather stressed out with the planning and organizing. But she met you every day for lunch, and you would chat about everything and nothing and you felt your heart healing bit by bit each day.

You were currently standing in the quad, watching as parents arrived and went to see their kids. It was really rather heartwarming, seeing so many kids (most of whom you knew on some level) chatting with their parents and actually being listened to. There were those who seemed rather pissed their parents were there or those who were sitting with friends and their families. You were keeping an eye on Enid, glancing over at her every now and again to make sure she was doing okay after Yoko’s ominous warning. She seemed alright for now but you could tell having her parents around was stressing her out a bit.

“Are you a part of the staff here?” A voice asked from your side.

You just about fell the fuck over out of fright, turning to see who had snuck up on you. It was a woman dressed in a figure-hugging black dress with long dark hair. The dark look was completed with almost plum-colored lipstick. Honestly, she pulled it off in a way you weren’t sure many could.

“Oh uh…no I’m not a teacher here.” You answered.

“Then I suppose you’re a parent…?”

“Oh uhm no, no I’m not a parent. It’s uh- well the story of my being here is rather complicated…”

Honestly, you had no idea how to explain to this woman why you were staying at Nevermore. You weren’t sure simply saying ‘I was attacked in the woods and brought back here to recover’ would make much sense or not be met with a thousand other questions. And honestly, you weren’t sure Larissa wanted you advertising why you were there either.

You’re saved from having to explain further when Larissa stepped up to the podium to make her welcoming speech. She’s truly mesmerizing when she speaks. And she looks fucking gorgeous as always. You’re almost certain you’re staring at her like a love-sick puppy, again. She finishes her speech (you didn’t take in one word from it) and glances at you, sending you a small smile. You send a small wave back, beaming and feeling your heart skip a beat.

“Ah…I see.” You hear from the woman next to you.

“Oh no I mean it’s-it’s not like that! I mean it. Well, it is but it’s- you know it’s complicated and-“ you try to explain, not wanting to start rumours or fuck up Larissa’s image.

“It’s alright dear,” she chuckles, reaching out and squeezing your arm, “I’m gla-“

She’s cut off as her head snaps back, her grip on your arm tightening slightly. She stays like that for a few seconds before she relaxes, her gaze coming back to you. You notice she’s now grinning at you and you can’t help but feel slightly uneasy.

“I-are you alright?” You ask.

“Absolutely fine dear,” she smiles, “and you and I have a lot to talk about, particularly regarding a certain white-haired principal.”

——

Larissa was stressed.

Parents' weekend was usually a tense affair, with the insane amounts of organizing needed to make sure it ran smoothly. Not to mention the countless meetings she ended up having with parents of families, varying from simple check-ins to rather difficult talks regarding the students' behaviour.

However, none of this caused half as much stress as seeing you standing with Morticia Addams. She was sure she was overreacting, Morticia had no way of knowing the two of you were…well whatever you two were. And even if she did it wasn’t like she would say anything that would intentionally harm your recovering relationship.

Unintentionally though…

Larissa had been swept into parent meetings since her opening speech. She had a meeting with the Addams next and was quite frankly dreading it. She slumped forward in her seat resting her head in her hands as she sighed. Wednesday on her own was a headache to deal with (she would never admit how deeply the girl had wormed her way into her heart). Now she would have to suggest not only to her but to her parents that they go for family counseling. God her work was cut out for her.

As her office doors opened she straightened up in her chair, squaring her shoulders and putting on her warmest smile. Her carefully crafted expression falters when she notices you being dragged in by Morticia who seems to be halfway through telling you something she prays isn’t about her.

When you glance up at her and shoot her a shy smile her heart flutters and her anxiety calms a little. She gestures for the family to sit, eye twitching when Morticia squeezes your shoulder and whispers something in your ear.

She’s further confused when Morticia asks you to stay, earning a rather loud sigh from Wednesday. You turn to Larissa, silently asking if you should go, looking just as confused as she feels. She nods, gesturing to an open chair against the wall.

The meeting goes about as smoothly as Larissa could’ve expected. Wednesday at least keeps her sarcastic, cutting remarks to a minimum. Morticia makes her usual teasing remarks, even going so far as to call her a ‘stately sequoia tree’. She swears she heard you muttering something about climbing her like a tree and nearly choked on her own breath, barely managing to keep her face from blushing bright red.

Eventually, the Addams leave. Not before Morticia comments over her shoulder something along the lines of ‘you two love birds enjoy yourselves.’ When her office doors finally shut she groans, covering her face with her hands.

You stand, quietly making your way behind her and resting your hands on her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her head. You gently massage her shoulders, face flushing at the bordering-on obscene moan she lets out.

“Long day?” You ask softly.

“Mmmm…” she hums, melting into your touch.

The two of you stay in silence for a while, with Larissa relaxing a bit more with each press of your thumbs into her shoulders. Eventually, she straightens up again, dropping her hands into her lap. You press one last kiss to the back of her neck, relishing in the way she shudders at the feeling. You then squeeze her shoulders one last time before moving to sit on the edge of her desk, smiling softly down at her. She fidgets with her bracelet, staring very intently down at her desk.

“Did you uhm…have an interesting chat with Morticia?” She asks gingerly.

“Mmm,” you hum, “she was regaling me with stories of your shared time at Nevermore.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah! She was quite nostalgic about it all. She was telling me about how you two shared a room and got up to ‘many daring activities’ as she put it.”

She groans, once again opting to cover her face with her hands.

“She did uhm…she did tell me you’re a shapeshifter.” You murmur.

Your heart breaks at the way she stiffens at that, still not looking anywhere near you. She clears her throat, going to say something before clenching her hands into fists on her lap.

“Is…is there someone you wish for me to change into?” She asks, in a voice that’s so small and hurt.

“I what? Why would I-” You stutter.

“I…most people when they find out about…about my abilities…they. Most people want me to turn into someone else…someone…better.”

She whispers the last part.

You blink at her. And then you blink again.

“…who….who in the fuck said that to you?” You ask, anger seeping into your voice.

She doesn’t say anything, simply shrugging and refusing to meet your eye. You have to take a moment to calm yourself down so you don’t take out your anger on Larissa. You take a deep breath and she starts to apologize in a watery voice when you stop her.

“Larissa I don’t know your middle name Weems,” you start, moving to sit on her lap and cradle her face in your hands, “there is absolutely no one on the face of this planet- no one in this goddamn universe who could ever be better than you. I-I can’t even begin to explain. You’re like…some fucking celestial being brought to earth to make it a better place. You’re-you’re brilliant Larissa. You’re - words can’t describe how utterly impeccable you are. I don’t understand- I could never want anyone but you, just as you are.”

You brush your thumbs over her cheeks, eyes lovingly tracing over her features. You notice her eyes welling up with tears, giving her a gentle, loving smile.

“I-I don’t understand…” she whispers.

“I know my one little speech won’t change your mind. Now when it sounds like so many fucking assholes-“ you cut yourself off, taking a breath to calm yourself. “And I know that-I know you and I are in a strange place right now but that doesn’t change the fact that you are far more than just enough, just as you are. And I will spend every moment I have by your side helping you see that. I-if you’ll let me.”

She stares up at you, tears staining her cheeks as she gapes up at you with wide eyes. You gently wipe her tears away. She wraps her arms around your waist, hands clutching at your back. You can feel the way she’s trembling, the subtle shake of her hands as they press into your back and pull you towards her. You press a kiss to her forehead, and then another to her nose before you lean down to hover with your lips practically touching hers.

You stay there, staring into her eyes and glancing down at her lips every so often. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you’re almost certain Larissa can feel it. It almost feels like the first time the two of you kissed all over again. You’re about to finally close the distance, finally kiss her-

And then Larissa’s office doors are being opened and none other than Morticia is walking through them. The two of you barely have enough time to lean apart from each other when Morticia smirks so fucking smugly at the sight of you two.

“Oh, how glad I am to see the two lovebirds back together.” She smiles, before promptly leaving the room just as quickly as she entered.

Silence permeates the room after the door clicks shut. You turn back to look at Larissa, a smile tugging at your lips upon seeing her flushed cheeks. When the two of you lock eyes you can’t help the giggle that rises in your throat. Larissa soon follows suit, the sound of your combined laughter filling the room. Eventually, you both calm down leaving you both smiling at each other.

“C'mon pretty lady,” you hum standing up from her lap and holding out your hands for her, “we should go make sure the school didn’t burn down while we were talking.”

“Don’t even joke about that. Anything is possible with this year's students.” She snorts, wiping her eyes one last time as she stands.

You take her hand in yours leading her to the door with a smile on your face. And so the two of you leave her office, hand in hand, ready to face whatever comes your way.

—-

Turns out what came your way was far more manageable than you had thought.

There was the entire debacle of Wednesday's father being arrested for a decades-old murder case. And then Wednesday and Morticia joined him in the town's jail for grave robbing. Larissa hadn’t found the whole thing half as funny as you had but had, reluctantly, agreed to badger Sheriff Galpin into letting Wednesday and Morticia go. Which in turn led to Gomez having his name cleared. So all in all a manageable affair.

Other than that the weekend had gone smoothly. Enid had come to you and Larissa on Sunday while you were having lunch in her office, a little teary-eyed and apologetic for interrupting you two. You both rushed to assure her she was never a bother and listened as she told you about how her mother kept pressuring her to ‘wolf out’ and suggested a werewolf-conversion therapy camp (you had honestly wanted to go fight the poor girl's mother, mayhaps even bite her for good measure.) But Enid had explained how she stood up for herself, earning much praise from both of you. She spent the rest of the lunch with you both, sharing the hot gossip that had been happening.

So really, all in all, the weekend had been quite a success. This was why you and Larissa were in town today, grabbing some celebratory hot cocoa from the Weathervane. You had just finished catching up with James (Tyler was strangely nowhere in sight when you arrived). You picked up both of your hot cocoas as you had decided to take them to go so that you could take a stroll around town.

You were walking arm in arm with Larissa, telling her about something James had told you when you heard your name being called from behind you. You stop dead in your tracks, your heart dropping into your stomach. Larissa turns to look over her shoulder, glancing at you as she does, concern marring her features.

You know that voice. You had fucking hoped you’d never hear that voice again in your life if you were particularly lucky. You take a deep shuddering breath, taking a moment to center yourself before turning around. And there he stands. The man you’d hoped to fuck would just leave you the fuck alone.

“Hi dad.”

[whydontyousaeso]

Hi, heres an idea for damian x reader

Reader these past few days has been stressed and tired while preparing for elimination chamber in perth. Before leaving to Australia he decided to have a self care day for them at their home

“Relax.”

Damian priest x Reader

Type- fluff

A/n- Okay im ngl this was rough to write because i injured my hand, so because of that the Roman fic will be postponed until Friday! I hold this is what you wanted anon. 🫶

Tag list- @brideofinfamy @allyinwonderland18 @haileysmall2005 @alyyaanna @queencherryberry @new-zealand-chic @Bloodlinesceo @lizzyd1ish @southerngirl41

You’ve never been so nervous for a match before.

You were gonna be in the elimination chamber match for a chance to go against iyo at wrestlemania for the title.

You were up against asuka, Liv, Bianca, Jade cargil, and Tiffany Stratton.

All of which made it painfully clear that they didn’t want you to win.

Just the week prior Asuka surprised you with a mist, and that was painful.

You were scared of them over taking you.

You had so many people expecting you to win.

only one made you feel like you could win though.

“Cariño, wake up”

You groaned and rolled towards your boyfriend, damian.

“Come on, I have things for you to do today.”

“Damian I’m tired-“

“I know you are baby, just trust me.”

You mumbled under your breath and sat up, reaching out for him.

He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your neck and rubbing your back.

“What are we doing today?”

“I’m taking care of you before your match Saturday”

“I dont-“

“Shush, let me help you darling”

You groaned lightly again and pulled away from him, looking him over.

“I made breakfast baby, come and eat”

He gave a quick kiss to your lips and helped you up.

Maybe this was gonna be fun.

After you ate the wonderful breakfast he made, he took you to your master bathroom.

He told you to get ready for a bath, which you knew was gonna be good.

You took off your clothes and put your robe on, another thing he had bought to make sure you were comfortable.

You heard the water running and smiled, he knew how to take care of you.

“Ready baby?”

You looked up and nodded, standing up and walking over to his smiling face.

He helped you remove your robe and kissed your collarbone, placing you in the warm water gently.

It felt good on your skin, along with the lavender salts he used, it was perfect.

You sighed softly and let his hands rub your shoulders, massaging all the tension out.

You closed your eyes and leaned your head back against his torso.

“Thank you Damian, I needed this”

“I know you did. Just relax sweetie.”

He was the only one that understood you.

The only one that understood your stress.

He was the only one.

You started to doze off, feeling safe with him.

“Damian?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you really think I’m gonna win?”

He moved down to your arms,

“I believe you will, you have such a strong will to fight it would be hard to imagine you not winning”

You nodded slightly

“However, even if you don’t win, I wouldn’t be upset.”

“Rhea would”

“Rhea doesn’t matter. You just focus on your goals.”

You opened your eyes and saw him looking down at you.

“I love you Damian.”

“I love you too Y/N”

You lied as he leaned down and kissed your lips again, feeling loved.

“So what’s the plan for the rest of the night?”

You sat on his lap, letting him wrap his arms around your torso.

“Movie and pizza, unless you want something else?”

You shook your head.

“That sounds fine to me, what we watching?”

“Guess.”

You smiled, normally he did this to get what you wanted.

“Hmmmm, scream?”

“You always guess right, you have to be psychic”

You giggled and kissed his cheek, handing him his phone to call in the food.

His body was warm on your skin, and you could hear his breathing consistently going.

You pulled up the movie, waiting for him to finish before starting it.

You’ve never felt so confident in yourself before.

“I love you baby girl.”

“I love you too darling”

You wouldn’t have it any other way.

[maple-seed]

Hey, ik writing can be difficult( I'm a writer and haven't put something out in like a year😬😂) but do you think we might still get the new Thrown chapter today?

Hey, yeah, so as is probably obvious given the hour, there will not be a Thrown chapter today. I was going to make a post about updates so this works out.

I feel terrible about it, especially since it was already delayed a week, but I have been overtaken by A Mood, and it has kept me from editing because I just... hate all of it. I know it will pass because I've wrestled with it previously, but right now I can't look at it and make myself want to edit, let alone post it.

I had been trying to finish the story before March, because I know March is going to be rough for me. It seems the rough has started earlier than expected, as I've started struggling with things I thought I had overcome months ago. I'm still going to try to edit and post this chapter soon, maybe this weekend or next week, but I don't know when it will be.

After that, I think there will be one last hiatus. I really want to get these last few chapters right, and that means I need to be in the right headspace and take my time with them. The final chapters might not come until April, which bums me out but I would be even more upset by posting an ending that was up to snuff.

So, yeah. Sorry. Bad news and I'm sad about it.

Tagging the Thrown list so people know what's up.

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[hemeruni]

When I usually state my opinion about something, I don’t really say it with the intention of having others lean towards it one way or another, I simply state it to get something off my chest.

Hemera is, without a shadow of a doubt, my favorite Sparklecare character. I never would’ve imagined that this would be the case, but nonetheless I strive to make content revolving her whenever I can.

But, just like rolling a rock up a hill, it’s seemingly becoming more and more common for this fox to have… something of sort happen, which inevitably leads to out roar and hate and whatever the fuck people come up with. I used to be apart of that crowd, I will admit, and I can see where these people are coming from.

If you were to show me dialog from V1 and V4 spoken by Hemera, I would’ve assumed that they were two different people. Hemera doesn’t feel like a main lead anymore, rather a side character that gets outshined by the other leads. It makes you think that this whole ordeal is necessary, when it really just causes more confusion and mistreatment of the fox by the community.

And the fact that this hatred only got worse around the time V3 came out, with it hinting in multiple pieces of teaser material that she was going to DIE, only for KC to be like "You all REALLY thought I was going to kill off Hemera" YEAH??? What the fuck does this shit mean then????

Reminder that the volume before this revealed that Hemera suffers from the trauma of having THE LIMBS OF SOMEONE SHE CARED ABOUT STITCHED TO HER BODY

YEAH! WOULDNT IT BE FUNNY TO TEASE A POTENTIAL DEATH OF A TRAUMA SURVIVOR AFTER GOING THROUGH A EVENT THAT PROBABLY FUCKED UP HER TIES WITH HER FRIENDS PERMANENTLY????? I SURE THINK SO /SARC

I hate that im making this, but im genuinely upset that this fox is treated like this both in and outside the comic, you’re telling ME that the traumatized fox who already has problems with losing people is IN THE WRONG for wanting her friends back safe??? Is it wrong to just lie to the health inspector because you know damn well that they wouldn’t have believed you anyways??? Hemera was RIGHT in doing that in V3 btw argue with a fucking wall

And then V4 came around and honest to god this is probably the worst portrayal of Hemera yet, and probably the worst TREATMENT she’s been given.

You’re telling me that when Hemera got honest to god mad with Uni over this SHE was the one in the wrong??? TELL ME, WHO IS THE ONE WHO MADE THE SENTIENT LIFE, WHO LEFT IT TO ROAM FREELY, AND WHO PROCEEDED TO GET 0 REPERCUSSIONS FOR THEIR ACTIONS.

KNEEVIL GOT A BETTER ENDING IN V4 THEN HEMERA DID, AND HE DIDN’T DESERVE IT

Yeahhhh Uniiii give her a fucking puppet, see what good that does for you

Don’t get me started on the V2 "nope, still aroace" joke or whatever the fuck excuse that you can possibly have for hating this fox.

It sucks having a favorite character who is seen as nothing but pure evil among a crowd of apparent "saints" when those said saints have done things equal to or worse then what Hemera has done. I’m not going to assume things, but the bias shows.

I’m not tagging this, this doesn’t deserve to be tagged. I’m going to bed.

[ryuuzn]

— Breaking his promise

— characters include; heizou, mentions of kujou sara

— genre; angst, teyvat not modern au

➜﹒tags: mentions of breakups, sad angsts, heizou is a dick

⸝⸝ᨒ "a/n"✫ wrote this less than an hour lol, pls give me some reqs, im kinda bored

Summary: Heizou didn’t mean to, he didn’t mean to hurt you or make you upset in anyway. He knew you had a crush on him since the both of you was little and was planning to marry you but…why must this happen.

You’ve been dating heizou for a long time now and he’s been a great boyfriend to you. Yeah he may flirt a little bit with his female colleagues but you tend to ignore it since he didn’t REALLY mean it. After finishing the chores in the afternoon you were planning on waiting for him to come home. Time has passed and dinner was almost ready but he wasn’t home yet. You were scared and nervous that he might of gotten hurt so you went to check at his usual workplace.

While walking in town, a friend of yours ran towards you. “HEYYY” she tackles you “how have you’ve been these days? I haven’t seen you in months” “I’ve been okay, im just walking to my boyfriend’s workplace to see why he isnt home yet” “your boyfriend? you mean you guys are still dating?” she looks at you with a confused face “yea? about 5 years now, im planning on marrying him too” you said happily while walking down the town. “oh…well..goodluck with that hehe…” she giggled as she walked away from you back to her store. You looked at her confused but forgot about it. You’ve arrived at heizou’s workplace. The police station. You walk in and see kujou sara on the way and asks her “hey sara, is heizou still here?” she looks at you with wide eyes “oh….um..” you were confused, why is that everytime you talk about your boyfriend people would stare with worried like eyes or act weird. “yes..he’s still here in his office. It’s down that hallway” she points at his door. “thank you sara, I appreciate it” she stared at you while you walk down the hallway and left. Concerned for you and that you won’t be too upset about what you are about to see. As you walk down the hallway, you could hear his voice and..another voice? A female one. It could be one of his colleagues, though it sounds like they were flirting. You did told heizou that he should stop flirting with others for a while because at some points it gets too while to where he looks like he wants to get with someone else. You walk closer to the door, tip toeing and putting your ear on the door. You hear giggling so you thought they might just be talking about something nice. Until you heard something you didn’t like.

You hear wet noises coming from the door. You were guessing they were sipping some tea until you heard something coming from his mouth. “mmmh…I love you sweetheart, you’ll ever be my best loving girlfriend. Oh I can’t wait to marry you” was he drunk? could he possibly think that the woman he’s with is you? or is he really doing what you think it is. The wet kissing noises continue and you wanted to rot. Moans and laughter are coming pass the door and you decided to slam the door open. Heizou and the woman stared at you in shock as you glare at heizou. He immediately let go of the girl and got up until you slapped him. He falls to the grown and you ran away outside of the station.

There’s no way he actually did that, right? RIGHT?! you thought as you ran home. Lock all the doors and went and pack up your stuff. He promised from when you both started dating that he would always stay with you and would forever be with you. You guess he doesn’t even care anymore because that promise is going towards another woman that you don’t even know. Just how long were they together? While packing your stuff, you hear loud banging coming from the front door. You probably thought it was heizou so ignored it. The door bust opened and he went looking for you in every room screaming you name. “Y/N! PLEASE COME OUT. I CAN EXPLAIN” explain? explain my ass I don’t wanna hear your excuses he busted your bedroom door open to see you packing your stuff away, his heart shrunk as he slowly walks towards you. “Honey….no..please” he grabs you by the shoulder. You grab his wrists and pulls if off your shoulder, slapping him afterwards. “Do not talk to me, I don’t even want to hear your excuses” you yelled “but i-” “don’t even say anything, now answer me..how long were you two together” he gulps as he stared at you. He was calling her sweetheart and saying that she’s his everything and wanted to marry her….you wanted to know how long they’ve been together because he has only said that to you ONCE.

“I..uh-” he’s studdering, of course he’s studdering. He has no excuses to make because he knows what he did was wrong. But the real question was did he ever cared for you. “answer my question you bastard before I LEAVE” you yelled “two years” he blurted out. two years they’ve been together and you never even noticed. You also never seen that woman ever in your life and he’s just doing whatever he wants with her by cheating on you. Tears kept pouring down to your chin and dripping on your shirt. You didn’t care anymore. You quickly packed up your stuff and walked away from him. He tried to grab your arm but then pulled his hand back. He knew if he’d say something, you wouldn’t care so he decided to leave you alone.

A few months later, you were casually shopping for stuff with your friend and your new boyfriend. You all were picking up clothes and buying food because your friend wanted to have a sleepover at the inn you stayed in with your boyfriend. You too haven’t been together for too long and is still getting to know eachother but you love him so much and he loves you a lot too. While passing by the food stalls, you hear giggling from across you. You look to see heizou and his girlfriend happily at the food stall sharing food. You stared at them for a bit then it started to rain. Heizou then covered up the girl with his jacket and then his eyes met yours. The both of you didn’t break eye contact until your boyfriend appeared with his jacket over yours telling you to come with him. You walk away with your boyfriend as heizou looks at you in sadness. He wonders why he did this in the first place.

part 2?