#; hearts in jars ✧ answers

[yanderefarm]

Us asking ares about his past darlings

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cw;; gore, blood

"oh... you want to see The Collection?"

that sounds ominous. it doesn't get less ominous when he leads you to the basement either. he leads you past the storage to a room you didn't even know existed. it's full of tools and blood splatter and garbage bags. you recognize some of the tools to be knives he likes to use. it's a vile sight and you can only imagine how much worse it gets.

"this is the clean up room. but it's also where i keep all my ex boyfriends!"

he walks over to a large standing shelf, smiling as if this is all normal. you can see when you get closer, the shelf has 4 jars on it and each jar contains a human heart. ares takes a jar down from the shelf and smiles at you.

"this one is my ex husband. he's still looking good right?"

"what the fuck..."

"dont worry i don't have feelings for them anymore! they promised me their hearts. they don't get to give them to someone else now. just like you, darling."

[tw1nkee28]

How would Jack feel if Kipu told him about a sickness they have from being the “black sheep” of their biological family that gives them a life span of 38-40 years?

....

What

DESPAIR

HE WOULD FEEL UTTER DESPAIR

I FEEL DESPAIR

AUGHH NOOO

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In all honesty, Jack would be absolutely heartbroken. His family has a history of living relatively long (ex. 90-100yo) so if he finds out that the person he planned to spend the rest of his time on earth with, may only live to less than half of that life span? He'd be in despair.

I think it'd always be in his subconscious, like, always there and making him aware of that fact. So he'd probably try to make the most of what time they have together

But it'd definitely hurt him a lot (not Kipu's fault) given that LoveHurt is essentially the first person he's lent his heart to

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AAUGHH THE ANGST

MY HEART

Thanks for the ask Mr 1234

My goobers,,,, /silly

[werentloyaltome]

I want to make an actual edit with it but here’s my crosshunt playlist

[caterpillarinacave]

Maybe I will write something

[itsbrucey]

everytime i see darryl art and see you haven’t seen it its like a countdown/pos (i would tag you but you usually see them shdhsj yes this is about the kiss the cook art hehe)

My mutuals waiting for me to check Tumblr during my lunchbreak bc someone just posted banger Darryl art and they know I'll start scratching the wallpaper off at the mere glimpse of him.

Also AUAUHAHAHHHGAGHAAHAHAAAAAAA yes I love Him. He looks very good in an apron. Clutching him so close to my chest and spinning around and around and around.

Also if you ever wanna tag me in something so I'll see it, don't sweat :] I'm cool with that!! I've been meaning to do it with others but I don't wanna be annoying ( they probably do not care LMAO)

[lightpickles]

this farmer had a prophetic vision during raeger's white flower event!

[gleesongtournament]

Glee Song Tournament Round 2

[pinkytoothlesso11]

Okay, so if Morgana had been smarter than her Canon self and actually attempted to recruit Jim instead of killing him, what do you think she would use to try and tempt him to her side?

And how tempted do you think Jim would be during the recruitment attempt?

I'm not sure... There's not much to use against Jim to lure him on the opposite side. Beyond guilt tripping him that soon enough he'll get someone he loves killed, but somehow I think that would make Jim not trust her.

I guess at that point the best thing to do would be to tell the truth of what happened at Camelot. Since Arthur and Merlin were honestly more in the wrong than Morgana. She can tell him that all she ever wanted was peace for magic kind, admit that she lost her way but would be willing to work with Jim. Little does Jim know she's lying, as Morgana preys on his trusting and forgiving nature.

That would honestly have made her character more malicious if she was good at manipulating people, but also not completely crazy like in Trollhunters.

If Morgana tries to sway him it won't tempt Jim, even Morgana trying the same on Strickler didn't work in Canon. Only her ability to mind control her changelings forced Strickler to do her binding. That's not a factor for Jim.

[eiiskonigin]

@thenitemarehunter: 🎲

4. A kiss to the top of the head

Winter was very particular about a few things, when it came to her clothing: she always wore her garnet brooch, choosing to keep it close to her heart. She always wore her hair up, keeping it out of her face as best as possible. And she always, always wore heels.

Despite the fact that Winter wasn't a short woman by any means -- 5'8", to be exact -- she tended to spend the majority of her life surrounded by men who were all irritatingly taller than her, even with the four inch addition her heels granted her.

This, of course, resulted in one rather amusing upside.

"I can take them off," Winter mused, quirking a brow at Shion -- without their heels -- coming only up to just above her chin. "And you could put yours back on."

If she were being perfectly honest, she didn't think that the witch minded it all that much, however. With an amused little noise, she presses up that bit more to press a kiss to the top of their snowy hair, burying her nose against the soft locks. "...but I rarely get to feel tall. Let me take advantage for at least a minute."

kiss roulette

[goldeneyedgirl]

Listen, I NEED more unimaginable things 😭. I need Alice to wake up and for Dumbass Jasper to somehow make it better, okay? 😭😭

... okay listen, this is spooky because I just started this year's (very goddamn late - it's been a chaotic week) Valentine's Day fic set in Space!verse before I got this ask (also thank beautlilies because she was the one that got to pick which verse I wrote for Valentine's Day, and I was certain she'd pick Option A.)

However, the sequel to Unimaginable Things is coming! It's called A Sky Full of Stars, and is Alice's origin story and continuation on from Unimaginable Things. Jasper has a lot of bullshit to apologize for, honestly. It's a good thing I love fixing the messes I make.

There will also be a one-shot of Rosalie's origin story, but I haven't settled on a name. (That one might be borderline horror, tbh.) And Bella hasn't even made an appearance yet!

I have plans, anon. It's going to be so much fun!

[ereborne]

return of the nightmare potluck. a plague upon my house.

[ebenoscast]

tags.

[babisawyer]

I need to to go to a rave and I need to put a hex on someone.

[allylikethecat]

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Thank you so much for sending me this ask and for playing the Get to Know Me! Ask game with me!! If anyone else wants to reblog the list themselves OR send me anything off of it (which would be super cool) the list can be found HERE.

🧡 what is your sexuality?

LOL this seems to be a popular one - apparently my sexuality is a big question (also if you figure it out I guess let me know?) As I said in the other ask I don't really have define / label myself and mostly just go with vibes 🤷🏻‍♀️ other people don't always like that answer but it works for me and ever since I stopped trying to label myself and fit into a box I've been a lot happier 😊 I know labels are a super important to a lot of people however, I always felt super restricted by them so for me personally I'm happier as undefined / here for the vibes / a good time

Thank you so much for sending me this ask!! I apologize if it wasn't the answer you were looking for. I hope you are having a wonderful Monday and a fantastic rest of your week!

❤️Ally

[carternardis]

❛ experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn. ❜

Carter frowned.

It had been his third attempt at crocheting a tiny fox, and much like his previous tries, it went terribly. He'd been able to do other things, but this one fox was proving to be quite the challenge. "Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn." His eyes narrowed at Max. "Do you know how to crochet or sum?"

Carter was a patient guy, more patient than most, but this venture into crocheting was toying with it. If the tattoo artist had some insight on how to master this new skill, he'd want to know all about it. "Am I using the right needles? Maybe it's the hook - or the yarn?" He mumbled while looking down at his 3 star looking creation. "Maybe the needles are too small?" He *had* been struggling with the tiny tools in his hands, but didn't think the size of them could affect the end result.

"Go on, don't keep quiet now."

[rindreamery]

it's just instinct, all i want is you.

how long it takes for the blue lock men to realize you’re the one. featuring: itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, michael kaiser, oliver aiku 𝜗𝜚 content: fluff, suggestive

note. desperate and yearning hcs next??? who knows

it takes itoshi rin 6 months.

rin likes to think that he’s slow and deliberate with his relationships— that he’s not the type to have such decisive thoughts about someone so early on. he’s spent years building up a wall to protect his feelings, and he’s not about to let a (potentially fleeting) person ruin what he's worked so hard to maintain. he's only been with you for 6 months, and he has his doubts about whether you would want to stick around. but all it takes is, “i’m so proud of you, rin,” and his world is completely tilted off its axis.

he tries to tell himself that it's nothing; he's been complimented by other people before.

you probably didn't even think much of it when you told him. it’s just a simple phrase, one of many that people say without thinking. but it's different, it's special, when it's coming from you. your words repeat in his head, like some mantra. it's like his senses are overwhelmed by you. he finds himself focusing solely on your voice, the way you look at him with such gentle eyes, the sincerity behind your words— you. it’s scary how much it affects him. it rattles something deep inside of him, and it shakes him to his core.

he doesn't want to hear it from anyone else, he quickly realizes. those praises don't mean much when it's not coming from you. they don't make him feel unstoppable, like he’s on some high that he’ll never be able to get down from. and he's hit with a jarring realization—

“say it again,” he's standing in front of you, ignoring the incessant flashing of cameras that surrounds him and the deafening cheers of the crowd. he's only looking at you.

“i’m so proud of you,” your voice is quiet, but all he can hear is you, “rin.”

—he's fallen for you, much deeper than he thought he would. he’d be damned if he let you slip away.

it takes itoshi sae 1 year and 3 months.

sae had no intention of falling in love with you. needless to say, his affection for you wasn’t some calculated move. the thought of liking you hadn’t even crossed his mind, and he’s not even sure if he’d ever considered you as a friend. you’ve just been around for long enough that he’s stopped questioning it, that he’s grown to tolerate your presence. at least, that’s what he tells himself. he lets you come over when you want, eat all the snacks in his pantry, use his netflix account— to everyone else, you’re basically a couple. before he knows it, you’ve settled into his life the way a familiar song gets stuck in his head without him noticing.

it’s hard to deny the noticeable shift in sae’s behavior whenever he’s around you.

the way the frown on sae’s face vanishes to a more passive state whenever he’s talking to you, and he's much less irritated at the aspect of having to answer your random (but stupid, in his opinion) questions. he’s not aware, but a part of him subconsciously looks forward to it. “would you still love me if i was a worm?” comes another one of your stupid questions, and he answers without thinking.

“yeah.” the expression on his face remains the same, he’s as indifferent as he always is. but his answer takes both of you by surprise. under his cool facade, his mind is scrambling to make sense of his answer, as if he hadn’t expected himself to say such a thing.

you’re flustered, and it’s evident in the way you stumble over your words. a part of you begins to wonder if that was simply a figment of your imagination, like some hallucination from sleep deprivation. “what— huh?”

so he plays it off, he acts as if he meant to say it. “you heard what i said.” he realizes his heart had decided on you longer than he’d ever been aware of.

it takes nagi seishiro 3 months.

nagi’s used to being alone— he’s used to neglecting himself and every aspect of his life because no one is there to tell him not to do so. he’s not used to having someone be a constant in his life, to have someone who isn’t thrown off by his apathetic and lazy attitude. sometimes he wonders if he acts this way to keep people out, and he wonders why you choose to stay despite. but slowly, you color your way into his bleak routine.

at first, it’s subtle. you linger around him, but your presence isn’t demanding for his attention. you’re there, but you let him be.

and then your presence becomes something a little more prominent. he starts to notice the little post-it notes you leave in his locker, and how you remember to sneak in his favorite snacks. or how his pillows start to smell like your shampoo, and the way he becomes used to having you there in his living room as he plays video games. or even the fact that he finds himself waiting by the gate when classes end, and how he doesn’t mind being pushed around by the crowd as he searches for you in the endless sea of students so he could walk with you. so he could be with you.

he starts to feel like he’s truly living, like there’s something to look forward to every day.

when you say, “see you tomorrow,” he deflates at your words. it’s a weird feeling— he feels weird at the thought that he doesn��t like being alone anymore. that he misses you in the way he misses his phone. he feels bored without you there, and a part of him feels so empty when he doesn’t have you beside him.

when he drops you off at home that day, he realizes it feels strange to be alone again— “can you stay with me?”— he needs to be with you.

it takes michael kaiser 7 months.

kaiser lets his ego get in the way of his relationships. he thinks he can have anyone he wants, and that's why he wholeheartedly believes that he's above the idea of yearning for someone. the idea of wanting someone so much that his thoughts would be consumed by them, and only them? it’s unimaginable. he’s used to being admired, worshipped even, by others. he doesn’t need anyone— he doesn’t need you.

so the prick of irritation he feels, when he sees you laughing at another man’s jokes, catches him off-guard.

it shatters his pride, and he tries to ignore the heat that bubbles under his skin. but he can’t ignore the feeling of possessiveness that washes over him at the sight. you’ve always been his— the heated touches, the way you wear his cologne on your skin, the way you linger around him like it’s natural. you're mine, he always thinks to himself, but he never says it out loud. he’s above yearning— but the idea of you being with someone else makes him feel sick. and he’s not about to let another man take you away.

“come with me.” his voice is sharp and demanding, his mere presence filling the space with an unspoken challenge. but before you can speak, kaiser’s gripping your wrist, pulling you into him without another word of explanation. you don’t fight him, you don’t fight the excitement that it brings you. there’s something in his gaze, something so possessive and raw, that makes you follow him wordlessly. you’re mine, the thought echoes in his mind and for the first time in months, he can’t deny the feeling that has been brewing under the surface.

he yearns for you, and he’ll never let anyone strip this feeling away from him.

it takes oliver aiku 4 years and 2 months.

oliver would never deny the fact that he enjoys having you around. but you’re simply his friend— nothing less, and definitely nothing more than that. you’ve been in his life for years now, lingering in his orbit in a way that keeps you both close, but so far. you’re a constant in his life because he doesn’t need to act around you. he never needs to impress you, never needs to win you over with sugary words. you’ve never given him the typical attention he’s used to, the type of attention that he naturally demands. and that bothers him in a way he won’t admit. yet, it’s this disinterest that pulls at him like gravity. it keeps him coming back, keeps him by your side.

but he doesn’t want anything more from you— he doesn’t need it. it’s these words that keeps him from tainting you.

he doesn't like the dangerous and greedy feeling of wanting to have more of you, wanting to see you in ways that no one else has, and that dangerous feeling that makes him want to devote himself to you wholly. and that’s what gets to him. he’s used to being the one in control, the one who dictates the terms.

it's a futile attempt, he realizes. it's always been you who's had the upper hand.

he can no longer deny that he wants you, more than he’s ever wanted anyone. no one else has his heart racing ‘til he can hear his heartbeat in his ears, no one else has him hooked in the way you’ve been stringing him along. and suddenly, all those meaningless flings feel like distractions, like he’s been wasting time when what he really wants is right in front of him.

it’s not about lust, not about the chase—he just wants you. and this time, he’s not about to let fear or pride hold him back.

© rindreamery, 2024