#(SO I'M JUST GONNA THROW THIS OUT THERE AND THEN IDEK)

[gentlethorns]

i have always been and will always be utterly fucking insane. help

[roostertuftart]

Look I dont think youre wrong about people not listening to jewish voices but I am uncomfortable with you advocating so strongly for some groups while being shitty with others like when you liked a post by a racist justifying their use of the nword in the past and never talked about it. Jewish people need to be spoken for but how you pick and choose is suspicious and you cant expect other people to admit their biases when you cant admit your own.

??? Are you seriously trying to say that my concern for someone who was clearly in the midst of a mental breakdown makes it so that I can't support another person trying to speak about how depictions of a character are somewhat problematic???? This is. pathetic but thanks for trying to word it in the most uncharitable way possible lol.

edit: god i definitely worded these tags aggressively so I'm probably gonna make a real apology though I'm not even certain I did what anon is accusing me of??? either way my aggression is more towards them for trying to twist this situation so grossly and not towards anyone genuinely affected by whatever I apparently did (And I am not denying I did... I genuinely don't remember but like... Yeah it was definitely not great on my part if I did what they're saying even if my intentions were different, and the fact that I'm unsure is evidence enough to me that I might have)

Moreover, i have a hunch this anon has sent me bait before and I think it's nasty they're trying to twist an issue about antisemitism into whatever stupid beef they have with me. like... nasty.

Final edit: Any more asks from this anon are being deleted. I wouldn't have even published this one but I feel like that would be sort of hiding any wrongdoing i may have done at any point, but I genuinely do not believe this person means anything they're saying and are only doing this because for whatever reason they do not like me. and I. do not care lol

[satorusluver]

Wanna Bet?

Satosugu x female reader

Minors DNI

Tags/Warnings: smut, threesome sort of, slight breast play, alcohol mention (they're sober tho), princess as a nickname because it's my weakness lol

Word count: 800 ish

A/N: Idek what this is, it was just a scene in my head that's been sitting in my drafts so *throws it at you and runs*

You stare down at the panting mess of your friend Satoru under you. He's sprawled out on the bed, white hair blending in with the pillowcase. His hands are gripping your thighs and his fingertips lightly dig into the soft flesh as you grind back and forth on him, the outer lips of your pussy sliding up and down the length of his hard dick. You've been doing this for a couple of minutes now, never working up the courage to actually put it in. It's clearly getting to Satoru, who looks like he'd be about ready to start begging if his pride would let him, which it won't. But now he's chewing on his lower lip almost hard enough to break the skin, and his icy blue eyes keep rolling back as he gently grinds up against you. The stimulation feels good, but never quite enough.

"I don't know what you're so afraid of, it's not like you're a virgin." You hear the deep voice of Suguru from behind you and feel his large hands ghost over the curve of your waist.

"I-I know...but look at him, he's huge," you stammer, looking to where the fat head of Satoru's cock is peeking out from between your pussy lips.

"He's no bigger than me," Suguru replies smugly, his hands still trailing up your waist until he cups your breasts, and although you can't see his face, you can hear the grin in his voice. "Don't tell me you're too much of a baby to sit on a dick?"

"If you keep talking shit, I'm not gonna let you fuck me after him," you hiss, your hips still slowly moving back and forth on Satoru's length, the friction against your clit causing you to stifle a moan as you try to sound firm.

"You're the one who got drunk the other night and admitted you've always wanted to know what both of our dicks felt like." As he speaks, the pads of Suguru's thumbs tease your nipples until they stiffen under his touch.

God, that was embarrassing of you. But really, who could blame you when you had two of the most attractive men you'd ever seen as your closest friends? It's honestly a miracle it took so many years for you to let your attraction to them slip.

"Well, you guys are the ones who said you wanted to actually let me do it!"

"We did. So why don't you go ahead and actually put it in?" Satoru finally speaks, bucking his hips impatiently. He's trying to keep his cool, but a hint of desperation is creeping into his usually cocky voice.

"He's right, haven't you tortured poor Toru enough? Come on, lift your hips a little. I'll help you since you apparently need it..."

You do as Suguru says, lifting your hips up, and you watch as his hand curls around the base of Satoru's dick so casually you're a little thrown off by it. The lack of any and all hesitation has you silently wondering if he'd done it before, but you don't have much time to think about it before Suguru is lining up the head of Satoru's cock with your entrance, gently moving it back and forth against your slit to get it wet enough to go in with ease.

"Go on then, princess. Or do you need me to hold your hand, too?" Suguru's making fun of you, but he actually does interlace the fingers of his free hand with yours, and his lips brush against your own affectionately.

You groan into Suguru's mouth the moment you finally sink down onto Satoru's cock, and you can feel his lips turn up in a smirk at the sound you make. You take in a sharp breath at the stinging feeling the stretch causes once you feel him bottom out. For a moment, you're silently cursing yourself for ever admitting you wanted to try this, but then your walls begin to adjust to his size and the pain begins to melt away until all that's left is the feeling of being deliciously and utterly full in a way you've never felt before.

"Fuck," Satoru curses, "she's so fuckin' tight."

"Yeahhh?" Suguru drawls, his voice somehow sounding even lower than usual. "You look like you're trying not to blow your load already," he chuckles. Well, at least you're not the only one he's poking fun at.

"I'll last longer than you," Satoru insists, although his teeth are gritted slightly as though he's already struggling with his self-control.

"You wanna bet? We got all night after all, don't we, princess?" You feel Suguru's hot breath just below your ear before he playfully nips at the sensitive skin there, and you brace yourself for what is about to be a very long night.

[tiredsmashbros]

SMG34: LIPBITE COMIC WIP UPDATE

oh boy... i know a bunch of folks are hyped for this comic... and boy oh boy are ya'll's prayers going to be heard... kind of... butt for the celebration milestone, and granted majority are from this comic, i thought it was best to give EVERYTHING that i have currently.

starting off STRONG with what you freaks most want: the completed pages. andddd yep that's it that all that i have done LMAO. i've been fixated on my own smg4 oc: tsb, and during the end of my summer was unfortunately fucked over by some personal issues that fortunately got resolved last minute good grief the anxiety prevented me from drawing the gays sigh... aNYWAYS LINEART WIPS!!!!

here are linearts i have completed / in the progress of!! want to aim like i did in the past by finishing up lineart first, and then speed through with color + minor rendering. the reason i have a few colored is to test out what it would look polished and my god... i have improved A LOT. THESE GAY PEOPLE GIVE POWER I AM NOT KIDDING BELIEVE ME IM NOT CRAY- anyways onto wip pages!

jumpscare: tsb stickman sketches. oh yeah. this is how i sketch and i blame sensei eiichiro oda /j. and in case anyone is unable to understand it {i don't blame u LMAO}, smg4 wakes up from the dream and is startled to see mario by his bed. they have a short convo before mario leaves, and we get a job to smg4 in the bathroom trying to put up a brave face. until the moment he leaves he's stunned due to seeing smg3 at his front door. will i elaborate more on specifics or unwritten dialogue? NOPE! gotta keep secrets to make it even more enjoyable at the end!!

currently at 13 sketched pages total, but this is probably gonna be reaching towards 20-ish pages, surpassing part two, but it will depend on how i come up with how to end it. additionally to confirm there will be a PART FOUR / chapter 3, to end this story. my goal is to have it done before i finish my senior year, or at least during the summer after i graduate bc good lord who knows whats gonna happen.

and lastly, before i end this crazy update, SCRAPPED PAGESSS!!!!!

CONTENT WARNING : NSFW SKETCHES !!!! PLEASE LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STUFF!!!

oh boy... dont draw comics while sleep-deprived at 6am... idek what i was even aiming with this ngl other than just for fun, but i scrapped it due to not being what i had in mind for the story. if it doesn't serve a purpose or narrative, its bye bye YEAH BYE BYE THIS IS THE CLOSEST NSFW UR GONNA GET FROM ME HAHAHAHAHA- i say that despite writing a nsfw jojo wattpad smh im only confident doing it in words good lord. btw not watermarking these bc i gen don't care since they're legit scrapped {left top part was kept and completed} so idk what to do with these. im just throwing it and walkin away

now to end with this update, i can hear your question, "when will this be done?" and to answer that question: i'm not entirely sure due to my heavy focus on my smg4 oc: tsb, but my best chance is postponing my oc lore a bit and complete this before november UOIYGJDSIUHJKDWSXYUGHJKCS but we shall have too see...

if you want to join the ping list comment on this post LMAO [click]

ignore below if you're not from the tsb birthday partydddjdhdhdjd

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thurs: smg34 is canon in the tsb universe / au. though most of their encounters are platonic or best-friendy-way, they eventually express their feelings to one another and start dating 3/4’s way of the tsb storyline arc. tsb is a supporter of his friend's relationship and admires and takes inspiration from their relationship heavily to input his future love life. yearning to be in a similar position... to learn what is to really love someone... or what it's truly like to be loved...

[sjywrites]

Heyyy can we have Jungwoo from nct headcanons when y'all go on a cheap date and just relax together, anything else is up to you really!! Also I love your work 💞💞

jungwoo headcanons - date night!!

hey anon tysm for sending this it was very cutesy and sweet!! ❤️

also when you sent this I got reminded of this photo I saved a while ago of him so I'm gonna base it on this 😝

lowercase intended!!

cw: one mention of making out

okay two words; midnight snack!!

so like just imagine you two watching a movie (preferably a disney movie!) and then suddenly you got a lil hungry you know??

so he comes up with this bright idea to drive to mcdonald's in the middle of the night instead of searching for anything edible in the comfort of your home!

and with his busy work schedule, this WILL count as a date.

so you get dressed quickly, wearing your matching hello kitty pjs and throwing his hoodie over it, and jump into the car

he insists on driving (idek if this dude has a drivers license but this is fiction so now he does) and he does that thing where he has one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your thigh 🙃

plays some goofy ass music on the way there, and I'm not talking old tiktok songs type beat but like a literal mix between cocomelon songs, old katy perry songs and opera...

when y'all finally arrive at the closest mc, you decide to take the drive through so you don't have to walk in there looking like rats ♡

he asked what you wanted beforehand but literally forgot what you asked for, and instead of asking you again he orders half the menu and prays that what you wanted is in there

spoiler alert he forgot his card so you had to pay (don't worry he payed you back right away)

when you got your food you decided to eat in the car instead of driving home and letting the food get cold

so you sat there, way longer than you had too and ate your food, talked, listened to bad music and maybe made out once or twice

at some point you both decided it was time to go back home, so you did. when you arrived home you put on the first disney movie you saw, and jungwoo fell asleep within the first five minutes of it

you had a cute little photoshoot of him sleeping, but eventually fell asleep too

you woke up the next morning to the TV still running and had gone through at least 4 other disney movies...

<3

I love him so much tysm anon for req this!! also sorry if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes english is not my first language and it's 1 am here😭😭

[gojoswhitebabydolllashes]

Let death be kinder than any x-men

Logan howlett x reader

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ERRRRM I WOULD SAY DEADPOOL AND WOLVERINE SPOILERS BUT WERE IN DAYS OF FUTURE PAST🦅😃

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Warnings: I still don't know 😭 the reader makes a massive mistake. Idek if this is how xaviers powers work but wtv. Major Canon divergence. 🎶 represents when Charles is talking to reader in their head.

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I know that sometimes I ask for too much sometimes. And I think today I did. It really does depend on how you define mistakes.

I knew Charles would help me. How did I know that the 21 year old version of my old professor 60 years in the future would help me? Because I just knew Charles Xavier like that.

"You want me to what?" He scratched his jaw.

"I want you to get inside logan's head and tell me what he's thinking of," I gulped and leant against the wall.

I could only tell that this would have consequences beyond my understanding. Beyond perhaps what anyone could really understand.

"I can try. I would ask why you need this, but I already know," he grinned with his lips high to his nose.

I scoffed a laugh and looked out into the city through the trees. Dark lights and fireflies. Night-time and fireworks. Onyx that encased sparks of all colours.

"So you'll help me?"

"Of course I will. What else do have to do in this damn world?"

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🧠

There was this one time at the mansion when I punched Scott summers in the mouth for telling Logan he was a coward. I let him drip blood on the floor and make noises of pain as he held his painful jaw that would be bruised and red by tomorrow.

"Don't you ever fucking say that shit again"

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It was a warm night, though still cool enough for a bonfire. Even though we were supposed to be in the middle of a fight with the sister of the man, I was sitting beside and saving the other mutants, we had collectively agreed, Wade and I, that a night to sit here wouldn't hurt. And convincing Logan was not easy, but he pulled through with an offer of whiskey.

After a while, Wade passed out, and Charles was minding his own business on the grass, when we asked what he was up to he replied 'I'm on the phone' but he had no phone in sight, and it took Logan a few seconds to realise.

I didn't know what to say to Logan. I didn't feel like saying anything or if anything would even work. He probably doesn't want to say anything either. After our altercation in the void, I didn't know what the fuck was going on anymore. I wanted to ask about it, but I was afraid his answer would be exactly as I thought.

"I didn't mean it" he said suddenly "what I said in the void, I didn't mean it"

It had genuinely shook me that he was first to bring it up.

"Oh," I said. "I was gonna ask you what happened, but I wasn't sure if anytime was going to be right"

Logan chuckled. For an unknown reason, he just did and sipped his drink. "Anytime after I die is perfect for these kinds of things"

I tried to smile and act like I was cool but in reality I was dying inside. I was screaming kicking and crying and throwing up and tearing adamantium bars off jail cells.

"I don't know what came over me," he admitted. "The truth is in my universe my wife was experimented on by scientists. Fuckin mad men"

I couldn't tell in the light, mostly because I wasn't looking at him but I could hear it. He started to tear up. I could hear the tightness in his throat, the strain on his voice.

"And-" He stuttered.

"And do you know what the worst part is?"

I don't.

I should. I feel like I should. But I shouldn't. I couldn't. I didn't want to know. Or did I?

🎶 "You do"

"What's the worst part Logan?"

"They did it right in front of me. Right in fuckin front of me!" He lurched forward and slashed one of the trees, causing it to fall in threes.

He panted. Growled. Boiled with rage that set the ground alight in metaphorical fire. Raging flames, like wildfire. Upset and grief that acted fuel.

"It's not your fault, logan" I said softly

"BUT IT IS!" He yelled back at me.

He put his claws away and sighed, looking away for a moment to catch his breath "I'm sorry"

"It's alright" I replied

Logan rubbed his face "Let's call it a truce. I swear I won't try to turn you into shredded meat again" he held out his hand.

"Sure. No shredded meat" I put my hand in his, shaking it.

They were fucking hairy and calloused. And heavy. Maybe the world's manliest hands. And veiniest. Fuck what am I doing?

"No shredded meat" he repeated

And we both laughed

[dearhargrove]

Idk if ur requests are open but since it November now could you write a fluffy billy Hargrove x reader where they just get together and to Christmas stuff like watch movies and cuddle up by a fire with some hot chocolate just a cute Christmas fic

Cliché Christmas?

Billy Hargrove x fem!reader

summary Billy came over after you called him asking to, expecting you just wanting to cuddle or something. Now he was in the kitchen making hot chocolate and listening to you rant about Christmas movies.

word count 664

warnings nothing really

a/n thank you for this cute request @onlyreadz !!! I'm a whore for typical cliché Christmas activities (& if I had a boyfriend he'd have to join in on all of them) so I loved writing this. Idek how I hadn't thought of this before

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You smile when you open the door, your boyfriend standing there with a grocery bag in his hand and a confused frown on his forehead.

“Babe-”, he starts and you ignore him, grabbing the bag and pressing a kiss to his cheek. You miss the small smile that interrupts his frowning because you start walking to the kitchen, excited to tell him what you had planned.

He follows after you, leaning against the kitchen counter and watching as you unpack the plastic bag with a giddy smile. You'd called him earlier in the day and told him to get some groceries, he had protested at first and told you to do it yourself but after some pleading and pouting he easily gave in, pretending to be annoyed as you listed the items.

Now with the ingredients for hot chocolate and some usual Christmas snacks, like gingerbread cookies, you stem your hands on your hips and turn to him, a grin on your face.

He raises an expectant eyebrow, “So? Why'd you send me grocery shopping?” He asks. “You should've guessed by now…” you tease and step to where he's standing to throw your arms around his neck. He pretends to be unfazed and keeps his hands on the counter top he was leaning against with his hip. “Alright, I'm gonna be nice and tell you since you obviously can't guess. We're gonna have a movie night. Christmas themed.”

There's silence between the both of you but you see the discreet disbelief on his face as he takes in exactly what your plans for today were. Not getting the enthusiasm you were going for (but knew you wouldn't get) you huff and turn back to get started on two cups of hot chocolate.

“Baby… you should know I'm like the last person to do this shit,” he mumbles in his usual tone and you hear him move before his arms wrap around your waist from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder as he presses kisses along your neck.

“Yeah and I also know you would do everything for me, so please?” You ask and look at him he sighs as if he's in deathly pain and huffs a “fine”.

Cheering a quiet “yes” to yourself you instruct him to stir the milk and other things together while you start presenting the different movie choices you had rented.

You doubt he could be any less interested but by now you also know well enough that he would do pretty much everything for you and to spend some time with you, no matter the activity. So he grumpily helps pick a movie (all the same Christmas cliché movies) while stirring the hot chocolate.

He makes a face at the sweetness the drink would turn out to be but doesn't comment on it, your excited face keeping him from it.

Twenty minutes later and you're both on the couch, your cup a third empty and dangerously balanced on your knee (Billy had his eyes on it the entire time to make sure you wouldn't spill anything) while the movie was playing.

You're sitting squished into his side, legs on the couch and blanket draped over both of your lower bodies. The movie is almost done and you look up at him. The light from the tv is mirroring in his eyes, highlighting them even more. His curls had gotten even fluffier and curlier from the light snowing outside that had gotten caught in them when he'd arrived and you were resisting to ignore the mug in your hand and just play with his hair.

“You're staring pretty hard, love,” he mumbles and turns to you before tearing his eyes off the movie and focusing them on you. You smile bashedly and then snuggle closer against his chest, “thank you for doing this with me. I know you don't really like these typa things.”

He shrugs, “Ah, well. Got a beautiful girl to make up for it, don't I?”

[wordy-little-witch]

The Addams Guild here!

Brudah, if Morticia is invited to Spa Night In by Alvida, it's gonna be a fun night.

And here Buggy thought Mihawk was mystique. But Morticia is eager to share her stories of her dearest brother growing up.

I can definitely see Alvida going her Morticia's nails, Buggy asking her for self-love advice (he's not feeling flashy in the last few days), and Morticia asking for his lipstick brand as payment. (She'd obviously would tell him for free, she just adores that shade he wears.)

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Crocodile would have a headache the size of his favorite bananawani while trying to understand how Gomez would still be rich with all the things he does. An utter enigma.

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Mihawk finding solace in the quiet company that is Lurch, possibly the only 'sane' mind in that household. Tho.. Mihawk does see a potential between the tall butler and Daz Bones. If that faint twinkle in the devil fruit user's eye upon meeting was anything to go by. (Maybe he could give a few flowers from his garden to help Lurch in his endeavor..... gods, Morticia and her husband had tainting him!)

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Gomez having his heart swell at the sight of Pugsly throwing knives at Buggy, who's not even looking up from his news coo paper.

Buggy: Pugsly, pal, bubba, you ain't gonna cut me.

Pugsly: but I wanna better my aim!

Buggy: and you are! But it's not gonna work. I'm un-cuttable.

Gomez/Pugsly: oh??

Buggy: not even Yoru could cut me. (Sipps his coffee)

Gomez (already pulling out his foil): a challenge!

Buggy: Good luck (cheers his cup before letting the two at it)

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Morticia would ask just Buggy wHY is he still single?! He is a catch! Buggy would shrug his shoulders "eh, not many see it that way after meeting the real me." He'd sigh. He actually wishes he'd had a CRUMB of what she has with Gomez (honestly? Same).

Just Morticia and Ma playing matchmaker for Buggy by trying with Crocodile and Mihawk.

Awww ♡♡♡♡ I love this!!!!!! Especially the bits with Tish, Vida and Buggy bc I can absolutely see him being more.... idk, comfortable? At ease?? With women as opposed to men. Smth smth Childhood Trauma, smth smth Women Flashy, smth smth idek.

Then the bit with Buggy being uncuttable and Pugsley+Gomez both going ham??? Adorable. Iconic. Appropriately flashy. Witchy approved exchange ♡♡♡

((Bonus I feel like Buggy and Thing would come up with weird hand shakes, little Hand Dances, etc. Also, Full on Hand Novellas btw, PEAK acting skills. It moves some people to tears))

Daz and Lurch? Was not expecting such a hot take but DAMN if it isn't there and true. They'd be a Vive together. ((Lowkey I want a series of unfortunate events, near misses and faux-pas, between them that neither even respond to while everyone else watches on in misery and/or furious grief of their failures. ((Extra points, Lurch and Daz have been married for years by this point and everyone is trying to set up an established couple))))

Poor Croc doesn't have nearly enough cigars to get himself through this cluster fuck, but he's gonna keep the complaints to a minimum - he's not soft or anything, he just.... knows.... that his partners will be obnoxious...... really, that's it. No other reason at all, nothing else, not like he finds that spark in Mihawk's eye to be so sweet and cute....... not like he has to admit the clown is actually almost sort of pretty when he smiles....... shut up, he has a reputation.

The whole Addams family is out to obliterate that reputation btw but it's fine :))

[cinnamonest]

holy crap, that tohru fic. Pleaseeeee I MUST know what happens next. Incel misogynist is actually peak content idek anymore what can top that for me. And your writing is so great. When Tohru warned reader he was about to ask a question she could get the wrong idea about, I was like "yeah, it can't be that bad, since he's being apologetic and all," and then he hit her with it 😭 i was like help 💀. I'm also very curious to know how he got fixated on her. Like he was so quick to go, "im gonna kill u because ur not nice enough," but we all know what those small greetings and smiles from darling did for him

To be fair, the more attached guys get, the more volatile they are towards rejection — it's that if I can't have you, no one can type of mentality, and he has it to a very intense degree.

One of the most interesting and captivating parts of Adachi’s character imo is how in the official P4 anthology manga it shows how he's just so bitter and mad that even when he spends a day with the Dojimas and they're actually so nice to him and appreciate him, he goes home and reflects on the day, and ends up getting mad and throwing things and tearing his apartment up — he's one of those people who just can't be happy, can't accept kindness because he's just that bitter.

There's no winning. He'd get angry if he's rejected or reprimanded, but he also can't emotionally handle kindness and love and will push back against it as a defensive measure.

That's why living with him is such a nightmare — you can't appease or placate him. Once he's “mask-off” towards you, you learn he's incredibly pessimistic and interprets everything with bitterness and paranoia. So even if you go out of your way to try to make him happy, his eyes just narrow, he tilts his head and draws the most negative conclusions—

Oh, you're trying to get me to let my guard down, huh?

—or—

You're being awfully nice today. What did you do that you don't want me finding out about…?

—or—

You think I'll just forget about earlier if you're all sweet now, is that it?

Everything, everything you do is automatically viewed through such lenses of negativity. And when he suspects that you're doing something with deceitful intent, he gets mad, and when he gets mad, he gets violent. Holding you by your throat or hair and manhandling you around like a ragdoll.

So you're punished if you're bad, but you're also punished if you're good. But don't think you can escape by trying to stay quiet and neutral — then he gets pissed off because you're being boring and that's annoying, or he interprets it as you avoiding him, giving him a cold shoulder and silent treatment on purpose. And that is probably the worst thing you could do — as always, he's so incredibly sensitive to any form of perceived rejection.

So there really is no winning. You have to give him attention, but if you do, you're trying to deceive him somehow, and if you say you're not then you're lying and that's especially bad. To say it wears on your psyche is an understatement.

Not that he doesn't have his vulnerable moments, in particular when he has bad days at work — he comes home and takes all the frustration out on you, either making you listen to his whining and complaining the whole night, reaming your holes raw and sore, or, usually, both. And in those moments, you sometimes do get a feeling of tenderness, where you physically feel him lose that near-constant feeling of tension in his body as he melts into your touch, lets you rub your hands through his hair and down his back for a few precious, soft moments… but after a bit too long, of course, he snaps back to self-awareness and embarrassment over the momentary vulnerability, and now you have to pay for making him like that.

[aanoia]

Also also what about mine by Taylor swift with Remus?!?

It's out finally! I don't know why this was so hard to make lmfao.

Mine

Remus Lupin x reader words; 2226 (222 has been showing up EVERYWHERE and it's funny bc i found out my life path number is 11/2) song; Mine by T Swizzle (Taylor Swift) Warnings; death? idek gonna be working on requests for a while tonight by the way so expect more coming out! I just got my own henna cones bc im obsessed with henna i think it's so gorgeous (i would go to an actual henna artist to get it done bc i SUCK (for now) and we love supporting small businesses, but the only time there's one in my city is during the fair so i decided to buy my own) anywho have fun, LOVE YOU LOVING-AND-DREAMING &lt;3

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

You were in college working part time waitin' tables

Left a small town, never looked back

“Mr. Lupin, would you like to explain what is so interesting about Miss L/n, or may we continue with no distractions?” Professor McGonagall asked and I looked up from my paper as Sirius let out little laughs. Remus turned red as he smiled sheepishly at McGonagall.

“You may continue.” He said quietly and she nodded, smirking slightly.

“Thank you for your permission.” She said sarcastically and continued. Remus glanced at me again and I looked back down to my paper, pretending not to notice.

I was a flight risk with a fear of falling

Wonderin' why we bother with love if it never lasts

“Siriu-”

Sirius put his finger on my lips, silencing me as Remus tried to pull his friend away. “No, listen up, missy. I understand your parents suck at being married, mine do too, but that’s no reason to keep rejecting my poor best friend here when you’re obviously in love with him. You will go out with him, and you will have a good time. Understood?” He demanded and I nodded, flashing Remus a small smile.

I say, "Can you believe it?"

As we're lying on the couch

The moment, I can see it

Yes, yes, I can see it now

“I’m so glad you said yes.” Remus said softly, placing a gentle kiss on the top of my head.

I giggled quietly, “Yes, I am too, Rem.” I sighed happily as the fire quietly crackled, shaking my head slightly at the whole reason we were officially together. Damn Sirius.

Do you remember we were sitting there by the water?

You put your arm around me for the first time

My laughter echoed throughout the courtyard as I ran from Remus as quickly as I could. My legs burned and they involuntarily slowed, allowing Remus to catch up to me and wrap his arms around me in a big hug, swinging us side to side as we both laughed loudly.

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter

You are the best thing that's ever been mine

I slapped my hand over my mouth, trying to quiet my breathing as we hid from the caretaker. I looked at Remus with wide eyes and he just grinned at me, proud he finally got me to break a rule and go out past curfew. I shook my head, thankful my hand was covering the small smile gracing my lips.

Flash forward, and we're taking on the world together

And there's a drawer of my things at your place

“I’m home!” Remus called out loudly and I snorted, walking out of the kitchen and leaning against the doorframe with my arms crossed.

“Just move in already.” I suggested and he smiled and shook his head.

“Sure.” He agreed and my eyes widened, my arms dropped to my sides as my back straightened out.

“Really?” He nodded with a smile and I laughed happily, throwing my arms around him in a big hug. “Finally.”

You learn my secrets, and you figure out why I'm guarded

You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes

“We are not your parents, Y/n.” Remus said, trying to grab ahold of my hand but I pulled away, tears stinging my eyes.

“You’re not, Rem, you obviously aren’t. But what if I am?” I whispered, a tear falling down my cheek.

He wiped the tear away and let his hand rest on my face, “What if you aren’t?” He challenged, kissing my forehead softly.

But we got bills to pay

We got nothing figured out

“No, only two. If we have three, one will feel left out.” I said and Remus shook his head.

“No, everything happens in trios. They’re much better than duos.”

\ “I don’t care. Two is better anyway, easier to take care of.”

“But thre-”

I glared at the man in front of me, “I don’t care. Two cats, that’s it.”

When it was hard to take

Yes, yes, this is what I thought about

“You got three, didn’t you?” I asked as I stood at the front door, already hearing the loud meowing from inside.

Remus smiled sheepishly and shrugged, “Perhaps.”

Do you remember we were sitting there by the water?

You put your arm around me for the first time

My hand flew to my mouth as waves crashed against the shore.

Remus knelt in front of me, a nervous smile on his face as James, Sirius, Lily, and the newest member of our family, Harry, stood around us. Sirius held tightly onto the big camera as he chanted yes.

“Remus- yes, oh my, yes!” I exclaimed, not giving him time to stand up and instead kneeled down to kiss him, forgetting about the ring as his back hit the sand, our laughter following as a loud click and flash filled our senses.

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter

You are the best thing that's ever been mine

“Remember, no cake in my face.” I warned Remus as we were about to cut our wedding cake.

He smiled, “Of course.”

I winked to Sirius, who once again had a camera, and held in my laughs as the knife sunk into the cake. Instead of waiting for the piece to be fully cut, I grabbed a chunk of cake from the opposite side - the camera clicked and flashed - and smashed it into Remus’ face. He froze before wiping the cake from his eyes and looking at me with a familiar glint in his eyes.

“I’m gonna get you.”

Do you remember all the city lights on the water?

You saw me start to believe for the first time

The lights of the eiffel tower shined brightly onto the water as I watched with awe in my eyes. Remus looked at me fondly, love coursing through his veins as he gazed at his wife.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered and I looked at him, a blush spilling over my cheeks. Truthfully, he was the beautiful one. The way the lights highlighted his face and sparkled in his honey brown eyes entranced me as I smiled.

“You’re beautiful, as well.” 

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter

You are the best thing that's ever been mine

Oh-oh, oh

Remus narrowed his eyes at the girl Sirius brought to Christmas dinner. Usually, it didn’t matter to him what anyone was wearing, as long as they liked it it was fine. But wearing something that's easily comparable to what a stripper would wear to a dinner where you were informed about children being present, was a little far.

“Remus.” I gently grabbed his hand. “I know you don’t like her, I don’t either, but please be civil.”

“What if we prank her?” He whispered back.

I snorted, but my smile dropped as I realized he was being serious, “No, what?”

He nodded, “Please?”

I hesitated before sighing, “Fine. Let’s do it.”

I quietly walked back from the bathroom and froze as I saw the prank had worked. Sirius’ new girl was screeching loudly as her skin turned green and warts popped up randomly. I looked Remus in the eye as he held in his laughter. I winked at him and he smiled proudly, we did it. The best part, by far, was the loud giggling of baby Harry as he watched the witch begin to cry angrily. I picked up the boy and laughed with him, gently tickling his sides only making his laughs harder.

And I remember that fight, 2:30 a.m

As everything was slipping right out of our hands

“No, goddamnit, Y/n, it’s my life!” Remus yelled and I shook my head.

“No, Remus, it’s our life! It became our life when you married me!” I yelled back louder, briefly glancing at the clock and internally wincing. 2:26 AM the clock read. 

“I want to be a teacher, what’s so bad about that?” 

I threw my hands up, “Do you listen to me, Remus? I’ve told you over and over it’s fucking Hogwarts! I love that place but these past few years it’s gotten dangerous! I won’t let you teach there.” I explained as tears stung at my eyes.

“I don’t care! You don’t get an opinion on this!”

I ran out crying, and you followed me out into the street

I pushed the door open roughly and ran to the street, the rain beating down on me as I sobbed and fell to my knees. The water collected on the rough cement soaked my pajama pants, only making me cry harder at the small inconvenience. 

Braced myself for the goodbye

'Cause that's all I've ever known

The door slammed open again and I shut my eyes tightly, preparing myself for the inevitable. My body shook, from the cold or the crying, I really didn't know. Probably both. I waited for him to ask for the rings back and leave me there on my own.

I opened my eyes and watched Remus’ figure get closer as I struggled to take the rings off.

“What are you doing?” He asked, fear in his voice.

“I already know you want them back.”

Then you took me by surprise

You said, "I'll never leave you alone"

To my surprise, he wrapped his arms around me tightly, swaying side to side slightly like he always did.

“Never.” He whispered.

You said, "I remember how we felt, sitting by the water

And every time I look at you, it's like the first time

“Y/n?” He asked above the rain.

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember when we were running around the courtyard because you were being a grumpy pants and wouldn’t hug me?”

I nodded and smiled fondly at the memory. “Yeah, and then you caught me by the lake and we almost fell in.” He pulled away and looked at me fondly.

I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter

She is the best thing that's ever been mine"

“That’s the moment I knew I was gonna marry you one day. That’s when I knew I loved you and never wanted to be away from you.”

I looked at him with a small smile, “Really?”

He nodded, “I swear on my beautiful wife.”

Hold on and make it last

Hold on, never turn back

I sat quietly on the train, reading my book as nostalgia filled my body. Remus sat next to me, his coat draped over his eyes so he could rest. I glanced at him and sighed, shaking my head and wondering how he convinced me to not only let him teach, but also have me co-teach Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid.

“This is the only open compartment.” A voice said and I looked up from my book. My breath left my body as I saw a familiar boy walk through the compartment door, a boy and a girl following after him. 

The boy looked at me with a small smile. “I’m sorry. Is it alright if we sit in here? Everywhere else is full.” 

I nodded with a smile, “Of course.” He glanced at Remus’ sleeping figure and sat across from me.

“My names Harry Potter, and this is Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Are you a new professor?” Harry asked and my heart clenched.

“Yes, I am. Professor L/n, pleasure to meet you three, I’ll be co-teaching with Hagrid, I’m sure you know him. This lump next to me is my husband, also a new professor. Professor Lupin, unfortunately he’s exhausted so he’s simply napping.”

Harry nodded in understanding, “Is he our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?”

“Yes, he is.”

(Hold on) you made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter

(Hold on) you are the best thing that's ever been mine

“Well, well, well.” I said, leaning against the doorframe as I watched Remus and Sirius hug. Sirius pulled away and looked at me with a smirk. “If it isn’t Sirius Black, back from Azkaban.”

“I’m innocent, Y/n/n. I swea-”

I cut him off with a big hug, winking at Remus who smiled at me gratefully. “I know you are, Sirius. I know.”

Do you believe it?

We're gonna make it now

“If we di-”

“We won’t.” Remus persisted.

“Rem. If we die, just know how much I love you, alright? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I’m so grateful to have you as my husband and my best friend.”

Remus sighed and nodded, “I love you too. But we won’t die, my love. We’ve got someone to live for.” I smiled as we both looked to our newborn son who gurgled quietly in his sleep.

“Yes, we have someone to live for.”

And I can see it (yeah, yeah)

I watched in horror as the group of Death Eater’s pointed their wands together. I grabbed Remus’ hand tightly as they muttered a powerful spell together, sending Remus and I flying back before the world went dark and Sirius’ voice filled my eyes.

“Finally.” He said.

“We’ve been waiting forever for you two to die.” A new voice said. James?

“You two gits, be quiet.” Lily. “Welcome home.”

I can see it now

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[tealrootsgerardwayreal]

it makes me really sad that people just view mcr as some shitty screaming death emo band because of the way they present themselves (mcr yapping session part 4 but im actually writing this seriously for once??)

like obviously im gonna say this because like theyre my special interest, but seriously.

my chemical romance are so so much more than that.

like okay, their music might not be everyone's cup of tea, but the second someone utters a word against their songwriting is when i'm fucking throwing hands.

obviously, people have their own opinions and takes on things, but if you look into it every single mcr album is so perfectly crafted.

take three cheers for sweet revenge for example. one of the reasons (well at least for me as a writer) that it's so appealing is because there's a concept to it and you can literally experience that story through the lyrics and music.

but the thing is, because the concepts are only loosely tied in, you're also free to interpret it in your own way which i also think is just so so clever and makes the band way more enjoyable.

like yeah you have the canon lore, but other than that you can choose how to view the songs and how you think that it connects to the concept. or you give it another meaning personal to you. or you dont and just enjoy it because let's face it, that music is fucking perfect or well in my opinion it is and if you're reading this then you probably think that too bc why tf would u be on mcr tumblr lmao

like ive done a lot of digging on people's views on the story of the demolition lovers, and ive seen so many different interpretations, but the thing is they could all be possible and are all as valid as each other.

each and every single member of this band are so talented and it really shows through their music, songwriting, playing, performing live.

i've even had this conversation with my cousin who does not like mcr at all and he said that he can respect the songwriting.

it makes me so upset though that when people find out about who mcr are they just assume that they make shitty screaming music about death which i mean the death part is kinda true ig but i genuinely believe that it isnt just the music that makes this band so special.

and i think that this is something that could be said about a lot of other artists too.

anyway idek if anyones reading this far but i really need to do german homework so that's me off of tumblr for now so long and goodnight or have a good day whatever the fuck your time zone is

[drgreysonmd]

(HOW WE FEELING ABOUT THE GREYSON FACE REVEAL TONIGHT🗣️⁉️)

(MOD💜TALK

Yo I was so excited I literally immediately started drawing him, and then hyperfixated all day and then did nothing but just sit in my feels. This is gonna be a long one about some blog stuff too, mates, so strap in!

@flamesque 's Mun LITERALLY had to hold my hand because I CRIED I was so nervous to see his face 😅🤣 it was the happiness of the game finally giving him all the attention I'd always wanted him to have, but the double edged sword of going

"Oh shit. Now everything I've grown so attracted to is officially wrong."

And so I had to sit here all day while I've painted and spoken to friends and fellow muns and just... had to really take a step back and think about how I was going to overhaul everything here too.

So the positive answer is- I'm SO EXCITED because I've already seen so many people talking about him and even my beloved @rose-tinted-kalopsia is planning on writing for him and maybe this means more fanworks for him! It's been very lonely in my little corner with just me screaming about how lovely he is and throwing out headcanon posts and snippets and art and

I get it. It can be hard to love a faceless man in a very visual game. No shade. I'm just happy and hopeful more people will engage in him as a character now!

I also think he's fucking ADORABLE. His glasses and his cute cheekbones and his grey blue eyes bc ofc he'd have grey eyes when his name is fucking Greyson (I swear to God everyone loves to hurt me with puns 🥴🤣) I'd love to see a little bit of a hairstyle change but I've already hit on that. Overall I love him. Very cute, 10/10, totally smashable. I'm getting Bedazzled Brendan Fraser vibes and I'm here for it.

On the less positive side- it's like saying goodbye to a very dear friend. This Grey, MY Grey has become somewhat of a very special blorbo to me. He ended up being like a half oc-half canon character and idek how it happened but it DID and here I lay very distraught and attached to him and it's a little heartbreaking to retire him, if that makes any sense.

It's been quiet here for a while partially due to personal stuff, but also partially due to my sensing the changing in the winds after the story update of No Morning. They've done a lot of lore building with him that while it doesn't give him any actual back story, it's changed or developed parts of his personality that really have diverged him from the Greyson we got snippets of early on. And I'm not mad about that mind you, he's still adorable and I will stand by him until my dying breath, but it's very clear that the Grey I've written, and the Grey they're writing now are diverging very quickly and I need to separate them rather than try and salvage a blend. It was bound to happen when the only thing we had to go on was as a side character in an anecdote, a side character in a single card, and a couple moments posts early on. 🤷‍♀️ (oh and that one Twitter interview).

I've contemplated making mine an OC (just another Dr at Akso) and keeping all the lore and backstory and stuff as his, and gutting this profile back to canon material ONLY, but once again that leaves it as very... well.... barren. I do believe there will be a lot more in store for him in the future, it's just gonna take a while (bc he's a side character so of course, it makes sense) so it might feel like I've kind of hurt or abandoned this place in the meantime, which is definitely not what I want either.

All in all there will obviously be some huge changes happening here, I'm just not entirely sure what they are yet and what that means for active threads too 😅 I have a lot of options so it's just down to figuring out which ones speak to me heart and Muse.

I realize this is probably all waaaaaaay more than you intended to ask so I'm sorry, but thanks for letting me gush all my feels out ahhhhhh♡)

[voikiraz]

MOOT GAME: make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny/anything you want,

also hello do you do anons?

Thank you sm for the game anoniee and yes ofc I do anons, just send me an ask pooks 😚 also I'm rlly sorry this took too long 🙏

@soov ; okay so, rei as a ballet dancer and won as the new cute front desk worker of like the building she practises in yk, he just started working so everything is like intimidating for him and he doesn't know the place well so rei started helping him around cus she thinks he's adorable and bro is just in love (this is very cute I'm throwing up)

@yenqa ; jay and yen in a band, he's the guitarist and she's the main singer. THATS JUST SO DJSBS. And like they preform this one song together and he's always looking at her cus he realized he fell in love with her (I'm blushing rn) and then he writes a song abt her and its their best song yet and then he confesses and then. Bye

@isoobie ; cheerleader ri and basketball captain hee IDK IDK its just how I see it, and it's not like the bad and toxic relationships we always see but it's like so adorable and they love eachother and whenever hee wins a game he dedicates it to ri yk WHAT THE HELL I WANT THIS

@sainns ; Anna and jaem meeting in a cat cafe. Point blank ( idek if anna likes cats ) But like imagine, that's gonna be adorable, them both going at the same time and their cats like eachother and that's just so zkakkqnebrbrrb bye.

@hoonvrs ; idk where I got this idea from but. Outgoing tutor Saint and quite shy hoonie IDK IKD BUT I JUST SEE IT AND I DONT HAVE AN EXPLANATION this is just so cute.

I'm so sorry for not doing much (I literally pulled these ideas out my ass 😭)

[therantsofawriterrr]

The Umbrella Academy Final Season: My Version

Part Seven: The Side Effects Of A Smelly Kombucha

Overview: During the road trip, the gang encounters problems. Five gets to know Clementine a little bit more.

TW: mature language, throwing up but it's not shown explicitly for the amount of time the show showed it, idek if it's that explicit tbh. Anyway also some body pain and all that stuff is mentioned i think, do tell me if i missed anything! Pairings in the chapter: Mostly Five x OC A/N: hello, I'm back with another part, I'm really sorry that i added the throwing up part, but at least it's not as bad as it was in the show??? Or maybe it was, but like. I needed to like, show that reaction to the marigold, other than the ones alr mentioned. Coz it's literally like, changing their bodies. So. Um. Anyway. Sorry.

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It was only a matter of time before the song Baby Shark started grating on people's ears.

"God!" Viktor said, holding his head in his hands. "Will you please turn that song off?"

I can't, it's stuck," Diego replied.

Allison rolled her eyes as Klaus vibed to the song. Clementine's head was lolling a bit as she slept and she laid her head back in the seat, closing her eyes and finally getting the sleep she needed.

One hour later, the car rolled down the highway, Five looked at Diego, wondering how he was so calm with the song playing in the background like that, as Ben's stomach started gurgling again.

Three hours later, Luther, trying really hard not to move one muscle because it made his whole body ache snapped, "Diego, will you change that song?"

Allison was in a deep slumber, Clementine was going in and out of sleep, Viktor had his hands on his ears, Five, Ben and Lila were clutching at their stomachs.

"I can't!" Diego said exasperatedly.

Klaus took out a bottle from his bag and it woke Clementine up from her slumber , making her groan and she slapped a hand to her mouth and nose as Lila said, "Oh my god, that smells rancid."

"What?" Klaus asked in disbelief. "You don't like my kale-kiwi-carrot-cabbage kombucha?"

"Don't get me wrong, man," Clementine said, her words muffled behind her hand. "I love all of those but separately."

"Yeah, well, it's good for the soul and great for the bowels," Klaus explained.

"Diego?" Five called out softly. "Maybe, uh, maybe pull over."

"Can't," Diego replied straightforwardly, turning to him. "We're making good time."

"Um. Please listen to him," Clementine agreed meekly. "Don't wanna get your vehicle dirty."

"Yeah. I'm gonna hurl," Five said weakly.

"Can you pull over? I need to pee," Lila said.

Diego looked at her reflection in the rear view mirror, "All right. Heads up. Here."

He held out the pee bottle for Lila to use, making Klaus retract, sipping on his kombucha.

"You know what it is," Diego said as Lila disgustingly exclaimed, "Not the pee bottle!"

"Right," Diego agreed. "Use it."

He threw it back, making everyone protest in disgust.

"Pull over, man," Five pleaded.

"We are sticking to the itinerary," Diego announced.

"Five, open the window," Luther requested, his stomach rumbling. Ben seconded the notion and Five weakly turned to open it.

Just as he was cranking the window handle, it broke in his hand, and stared at it in surprise.

"What the- Did you just break the window, man!?" Diego yelled, taking the handle in his hand and causing the van to swerve.

"Hey, you spilled my kombucha!" Klaus yelled back angrily.

"Ok, I'm really sorry for this!" Clementine shouted and lifted a hand.

Diego returned his eyes to the road to see a horde of pedestrians crossing the street and stepped on the brake, screeching the vehicle to a stop.

Five, Lila, Ben, Luther and Clementine exited the vehicle and went to different spots to retch out the contents of their stomach. Diego soon followed, trying to support his wife, as well as do his own thing.

Allison woke up from her deep sleep to see the vehicle empty except for Klaus. "What happened?"

"Oh, yeah, I think it's the reappearance of the marigold in their bloods. Causing some reactions in their bodies, I guess."

"Well, why isn't anything happening to us, then?" She asked.

Klaus shrugged and got out another bottle of his kombucha, and opening it triggered Allison's gag reflex.

"Oh, Christ it's not the marigold, you idiot," she muttered before exiting.

Klaus just gave another shrug and continued to drink his healthy drink, not understanding the fact that it was in fact, the drink that was making them retch.

About fifteen minutes later, all of them returned to the vehicle and the first thing Luther did upon doing so, was to snatch Klaus's bag and throw away his kombuchas.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" He asked.

"No more kombuchas, Klaus, please," Ben pleaded and Klaus agreed.

Many hours later, at night, Clementine was the one sitting awake in the passenger seat at night, as everyone took turns to sleep behind the backseat.

Diego slapped himself to keep himself awake, turning back to look at everyone sleeping. He stared at Lila for a split second, before turning back to look at the road.

"I'm sorry about earlier," Clementine said softly, sounding truly apologetic.

Diego gave her a side glance, to see her lent back in her seat with her feet on the dashboard, that too after asking for permission. "What do you mean?"

She turned her head to the side to look at him. "The pedestrians. They weren't real."

He only gave her a confused look before she said, "My power is making up illusions. It's actually way more complicated than that, but, in short, yeah."

"So if I'd hit them, I'd just have gone through them?"

"Well, not exactly. See, I make illusions in a more... physical state. Like, um. It would've been a physical hit for you, but it still wouldn't have been real."

"Huh. That's weird," Diego said.

"Tell me about it," Clementine replied with a sigh.

"What year were you born in?" He asked inquisitively.

"1989. Just like the rest of you."

"You should be in your thirties then. Like the rest of us."

"Five's not in his thirties."

"He's a special case, so to speak."

"Well, if you put it like that," Clementine said, sitting up straight. "I'm a special case too."

Diego gave her a surprised look filled with curiosity, making her chuckle.

"Yeah, I'm a 63 year old soul stuck in a 22 year old body."

"Fuck," he said, setting his elbow on the car windowsill and rubbing at his forehead. "So, what, were you stuck in the future with Five? Wait. Are you Delores?"

"What? No. Delores was just someone he imagined because of his desperation. I was stuck in a... a different apocalypse, so to speak. Stuck in it for 13 years, and then the Commission found me. Worked there for about 31 years."

"Damn. Can't believe you managed to work in that shithole for that long," Diego murmured. "I couldn't even sit through their beginning presentation."

She chuckled again, cracking her neck. "Yeah, it got boring for me too. After about... two years."

He scoffed in disbelief as they fell silent, Diego thinking about what he heard Clementine just trying not to sleep, her eyes fluttering close.

One hour later, Clementine woke to see the sky streaked in beautiful sunrise colors. She stretched and turned to the side, blinking in surprise after seeing Five at the wheel.

"Diego wanted a break," he said.

She nodded in understanding, stretching her arms with a soft groan when Five asked, "So, did you remember everything or...?"

"Oh, yeah," she affirmed.

"So, you were just pulling my leg when you were always teasing me about being a step ahead of me?"

"Yup," she replied cheerfully. "It was revenge for the time back at the Commission. God, you were an egoistic asshole back then."

He scoffed, running a hand through his hair to pull the strands off his eyes. "I heard you went rogue back then."

"I did," she confirmed. "It was around the time you got your folks to the 60s. I kind of got the motivation to save one of my people."

"Did you?"

"I don't know. Don't think so."

"Why?"

She turned back to look out the window, a faraway look in her eyes.

"She didn't really want to be saved."

Five heaved a heavy sigh at that, as a numbing memory flashed in Clementine's mind.

"Mom. You'll be able to grow old, away from all this," Clementine said, with an encouraging smile.

"And what, make a life for myself again? No, thanks. You kill your father, and then you vanish for 13 years-"

"31," Clementine interjected softly.

"What?" Her mother asked with a confused look on her face.

"It's been 31 years since I left," she repeated, her knuckles pale because of her grip on the handle of her briefcase.

"So, what are you saying that you're 58?"

"Yes. I work for this company that's based on time, alright? That's how I'm here right now. Now, can you please just open the suitcase and get to a safe timeline?"

"I would rather die," was the answering snarl.

"Oh my god, don't you get it? You did die, Mom! I was stuck in the aftermath of this for 13 years! And then I came back, 27 years ago to stop it, but nobody believed me. I've watched you die once. Don't make me watch it again."

"Well, then, get out! Nobody's asking you to stay!"

Clementine scoffed as tears welled in her eyes, placing the second briefcase on the floor.

"What're you keeping that here for?"

"I don't have any use for it. Plus, you might change your mind. Just put a random year, and a random number beside it. You'll be safe, then."

And with that Clementine opened the briefcase and blipped out, leaving her mother to her own.

Clementine sighed as she shook her head, looking at the road. "How much time till we reach?"

"About two hours, give or take," Five answered.

She let out another tired groan. "God, we better get something in this town or else I'm gonna kill Sy myself."

"What's the deal with this guy, anyway? Why're you so worried about him?" Five asked.

"He's just this... sweet, sad man whose daughter went missing years ago. He's very gullible when it comes to that, so... I don't know. I've just been helping him. Kinda."

"I thought you didn't like old people," Five pointed out from the conversation they'd had years ago when they were partnered up on a mission.

"Okay, again. I don't like the vast majority of the d people because they're assholes. They keep bringing up their times and how they lived life back in the old ages when it clearly doesn't apply to the modern one. That said, there are a few badass old people who move on with the times. Those old people, I like," Clementine concluded. "Also, Sy's like 52. So, he's not old."

"How's 52 not old?" He asked incredulously.

"Dude old is, in corporate terms, 60s, but according to me old is when a person starts their old age. 50 to 70 is middle aged."

"Huh. Guess we're middle aged then."

"Yeah, I guess," Clementine said, before laughing softly. "God, that's weird. In people's eyes we're just young people who've just started adulting, whereas we've literally lived half our lives."

"Half of our shitty lives," Five corrected.

"What are you guys yapping about?" Lila asked sleepily, turning around into another uncomfortable position. "Shut up."

They promptly did, choosing to stay silent for the rest of the ride. Five couldn't help but feel nice about finally knowing that his only acquaintance at the Commission actually knew who he was since the start.

He'd almost forgotten about her, but then, the moment he'd seen her in the CIA building, he had known that other than his family, she would be another one of the known people that he could rely on. He'd smiled with glee the first time she'd made a snarky remark regarding the number of cases he'd solved.

Even now, he was happy that she was here travelling with them. Oddly enough, he knew that she'd get along perfectly with his family.

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[playitagainmyjohnny]

picture only tangentially related ( and also i love hakon ), but venting / complaining about my frustrations and sadness with the recent dying light news under the cut, so please consider if that's something you want to see before clicking ( and don't say i didn't warn you after if you do decide to click it and then don't like what you read lol )

am i excited ? yes am i also frustrated and, honestly, kind of hurt ? yes every time i go anywhere that isn't tumblr that has any fandom for this series, all i ever see is " dying light 2 is trash " in various forms . every fucking time . and i'm tired . i'm so . fucking . tired . i wish they had just made this new dlc-turned-game as dl2 in the first place instead of wasting all of our time ( and theirs ) with the original dying light 2 . because honestly, what is even the point ? it has always felt like the majority of the ( vocal ) fanbase just wanted dl1 - 2 !, and the updates they push out for dl2 have often felt like they're trying to make dl2 more and more like dl1 - 2 !, and now with this " oh well the second dlc we were making grew legs and now is gonna be its own game featuring everyone's favorite kyle crane again actually, and no more dlc for dl2 " it's just like . why didn't they just do this in the first place ? why didn't they just make this as dl2, instead of making the original dl2 ? like what's the fucking point man . what's the fucking point . and tbh one of the most heart-breaking parts for me is that i'm excited for it still anyway - because i want to see more of the universe, because i love zombie stuff, because this series is so incredibly fun to play to me ( i have a lot of time in the two games together ), because i'm so excited to see the new parkour we'll get to do and the weapons and the scenery and because because because ! but it just feels like ... idk . you made this new game, these new characters, all this stuff and .... you just throw it away ? maybe there will be cameos, or we'll see aiden ( and maybe like . hakon ? maybe ? depending i guess on what ending is the " canon " ending for dl2 that they'll carry forward ) and get to interact with him or something but like . you don't even carry aiden forward as the protagonist ? just sorry we're done with him now, here's kyle again, remember him, you love him right ? right ? lol * heavy sighing * idk it just . it really bums me out . i know the fandom loves kyle, i get that . but i'm sad that the characters and everything in dl2 are just ... it feels like it's all just so disposable . it feels like techland doesn't care, or they caved to the vocal part of the fandom that just spends all their days bitching about how dl2 is the worst thing to ever exist, or idek and i'm sad . i'm just . i'm just fucking sad .

[ahoeforian]

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jerk!ian × gf!reader

summary: you couldn't get that one video out of your head when that girl was putting her hand all over ian and he did nothing about it or atleast move.

warning: argument, angst ig (no happy ending), established relationships

a/n: idek what I'm doing with my life anymore 😭

there was this very popular yet recent clip of ian surfacing the internet. a girl was putting her hands on his face and practically all over him. when i first saw it i didn't care but then i would look at some of the comments, and they made me think more about the situation.

user: if i was y/n id be pissed

user: me personally..

user: isn't he with that one girl

and there were lots more where that came from, so i decided to confront ian about it.

he texted wanting to meet for lunch so i used that as time to adress the video. i got in my car and drove to the location, it wasn't long before i pulled up and was met with him on his phone casually waiting for me outside of the restaurant he wanted to eat at. i got out the car and walked over to him

"what'd you wanna talk about?" he asked slipping his phone in his pocket. "this" i show him my screen (the video) "what about it?" he shrugged "really, are we really about to do this right now?"

"let's talk in the car" he gestured towards my car i get in the passanger side and he gets in on the other side. "first I'd like to say that happend atleast a week ago" he stated matter factly "i don't give a fuck it still happend this is basically cheating. you let another fucking woman touch you or whatever the fuck that was"

he shook his head disagreeing "that's not cheating do you hear yourself right now? like thats a real question. you'reacting as if i fucked some other girl" he crossed his arms and waited for my reply, i let the air sit thick longing for words to be exchanged to chop it. "so if that was a guy touching on my like that it wouldn't be consider cheating?, and to add to it i don't move. how would you feel?"

"well what did you want me to do y/n. throw her off me? she was hardly even touching me."

i let put a frustrated groan running my finger through my hair "i can't do this. if all you're gonna do is lie in my face then we just won't talk, atleast own up to your shit and be over with it." he ignored me and got his phone out, there was silence between us again i was just watching him in disbelief. "you done?" he asked

"fuck you" i scoffed "yeah whatever y/n, this was a waste of time" he got out the car and slammed the door shut behind him. he left me sitting in my own car, frustrated and sad. i was able to handle girls acting a fool over my boyfriend and ignore it, but this was crossing a line and he couldn't even acknowledge it or care how i feel sbout everything. i switched to the drivers side and before i could even start the car, i started crying leaning my head on the steering wheel, making sure not to hit the horn.

it was too much and so unfair i wanted to talk things out and work everything out but he couldn't even be bothered to want the same thing.