#(so hopefully it never will happen that way But You Know . PPL)

[utilitycaster]

The thing that gets me abt the framework of downfall and the way Ludinus(and some ppl in the tags who seemingly are trying really hard to roleplay Ludinus) read it is that they're like "look at how the gods meddled and laid low to destroy this bastion of human achievement, they had no right and should have let themselves be systematically exterminated/have the world burn instead" when. Setting aside the revelation that the gods who struck down Aeor made themselves mortal to do it-- as in, they were on the exact playing fields of humans when they made their move and it wasn't some huge peacocking of power against upstart humans to strike them out of the sky-- the Divergence is going to happen. We KNOW the Divergence is going to happen. The gods are going to create the divine gate and remove any chance that they can ever do something like this again. "Blaugh, look at them meddle and plot-" and? Whatever they do, we know that the sun will shine once more. Melora, as brutal as she is as the starved Asha, will plant a tree of hope in the most destroyed wastes of Wildemount. And they will ensure that the suffering they wrought in the calamity, in Aeor, can never ever repeat the same way they had done it. Which is a HELL of a lot more than can be said for Ludinus who is actively reviving every cycle he can

first off "some ppl in the tags who seemingly are trying really hard to roleplay Ludinus" took me OUT so thank you for that.

I just reblogged a post with a quote from Cooldown that I think is really relevant in understanding the whole story of the gods and how we got to this point but like, just to summarize (and debunk a few things, hopefully) from the beginning of the episode to the end re: the life of the gods:

Gods (possibly aspects of the Luxon?) crash-landed on Exandria BECAUSE of what is all but outright said to be Predathos.

As far as I can tell, no deals were made between the gods and the Titans. The only person who has said this from what I can tell is Asmodeus, who I would not consider a reliable source of truth. Or rather: one might have been made but there's no corroboration that I know of.

They created the people of Exandria and sealed away Predathos both prior to the Schism

The Schism occurred when the Titans decided to attack the people (which to be clear - the people had been there for long enough to build that weird ruin on Ruidus with a portal, like, I would love to know what prompted the fight of the Schism since it had pretty clearly been millennia of coexistence).

The Betrayers decided the move was to leave and start over, and the Primes felt that was a dereliction of duty to the people. That's what the quote is about - it's about the fact that Erathis's motivation for being a Prime Deity isn't "mortals are my blorbos!" it's "we have an obligation to our creations" and more generally that the Prime Deities are invested in their domains for the overall good of Exandria but not necessarily the specific good of Aeor. (Taliesin follows it up with (as Melora) "You'd have to tear me from this fucking planet" w/r/t the idea that you cannot, in fact, destroy your bad first draft simply because it would be more convenient to you.)

Betrayers get sealed, unsealed, events of EXU Calamity occur (notably: the titans are all dead. you can fight about whether this was just or right later but they're gone and killing other people won't bring them back; the titans are largely used as a pearl-clutching prop by people with no arguments that are perhaps actually relevant to the current situation), and perhaps 50 or 60 years into the conflict the gods call a truce re: Aeor's Obtenebrator and commit to decades of living as mortals (and therefore limiting themselves considerably)

And so here we are

And I think this really gets to the point. Because ultimately, the argument in favor of leaving Aeor be is "when someone points a gun at you, lay down and die" and the argument in favor of the Betrayers is "when someone tells you to abandon your (living) obligations for them, do so." The former is despairing and nihilistic and the latter selfish and, well, a betrayal.

There is something profoundly nihilistic about Ludinus, for all he talks about freeing people and a better world. He's destroyed a city of innocents. He's indoctrinated hundreds if not thousands of people and many of them have died in his service; he's the architect of an empire and many wars in its name and is actively working with a second one. He's been killing fey and he's even physically given himself over to the cause. There is no crime or sin people attribute to the gods that he has not done himself in measures beyond nearly every other mortal. Like, I really think he's at a point where he just is unwilling to "lose" even though he has a friendless life and a legacy of violence and has destabilized the entire world and the weave of magic itself. I think he has to believe there's something on this Occultus Thalamus for him because if there isn't, he, like the Prime Deities, probably can't just pick up and start over. All he has left is to give in to just letting the world burn in the hopes that at least he gets the satisfaction of what he hates burning with him.

Basically, sounds like a rough time to try to roleplay him in the tags.

Something else you (and others) bring up is that amid all the "history is written by the victors" the story of Aeor and of the gods has actually painted them as far harsher. The story doesn't say that they were first chased to Exandria unwillingly and did not come in conquest; the story, as this post notes, evokes vast divine might striking down a city from the heavens and not like, living in fragile mortal forms during one of the most dangerous times in history and arguing amongst each other over how they can save both themselves and Aeor and if that's even possible. Like, even if you see the gods as the victors of this story rather than simply the survivors, the "unedited" version of the story makes them far more sympathetic.

You also mention the Divine Gate and that's a really interesting thing to me because the existing status quo of Exandria is actually remarkably nascent if you think about it. The Founding had gods, titans, and mortals. Post Schism had the Prime deities and mortals (and it is worth noting this is when the people of Exandria became the most technologically advanced; you want to talk about the Titans and Betrayers, you need to cover that the price of the wonders of the Age of Arcanum was that they were not present). Calamity had all the gods and mortals again, and the current era is the first where the gods are behind the gate. It's kind of a compromise between all the things that have tried to destroy one another - Betrayers and Primes are separated but all are free within their realms and can indirectly contact mortals; technically, so can Predathos. None can directly be on Exandria. Is it ideal? No. It's a compromise, and the sealed can become unsealed (which, consistently, goes very badly) but it's the option that doesn't involve the total annihilation of anyone. Ludinus seeks, by setting off this horrible cycle again, to undo that fragile imperfect compromise with a goal of wholesale slaughter. He provides no option for the gods other than "die by my hand" when even some of the gods were desperately trying to find other options for Aeor as of a day prior to its destruction. He's simply wallowed in his trauma for centuries, becoming colder and more unfeeling and less empathetic and more arrogant than the gods he accuses of the same flaws.

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

horse girl charlie morningstar, her partner in a cool hat and eye patch vaggie, and the Hazbin Horse Rehabilitation Ranch- where shit people are introduced to horses no one else wants and hopefully no one get trampled to death (niffty this means YOU)

other key features include

vaggie riding a small working horse and ppl keep calling it a pony and she keeps telling them It's Not A Fucking Pony

charlie and her beloved mule, who never listens to her

angel dust wanting to learn dressage bc it looks like "fancy sexy riding" and also he was banned from mentioning the words "bare back" or "bucking bronco"

husk constantly found drunk and asleep in his horse's stall while said horse nuzzles him

niffty obsessing over grooming all the horses down to their individual hairs, yes even the bad tempered horses, yes she likes it when they shmoosh her against a wall or step on her foot

alastor looking calm collected and in control on his horse as he wanders off from the group and never participates in activities bc his horse won't listen to him either and he's too proud to admit it

sir pentious keeps trying to make his horse look and preform the best using his own new designs for tack and gear and it always backfires but he's the go-to one if your saddle needs adjusting or fixing

his egg boiz are a flock of chickens

his horse keeps eating the chickens' eggs and he keeps crying over it, even when charlie tells him they wouldn't have hatched into chicks anyway

lucifer lives in a shack somewhere around here with his collection of customized my little pony brushible toys

the locals in the nearest town still talk about lilith's incredible horse whispering skills before she up and vanished

charlie gushes about these stories a LOT but laughs nervously if asked about her own way with horses

she tries.

her way of making sudden loud squees and eeeks and excited yells and wild energetic movements doesn't fit well with most of the horses

she also slips up and gets flaming mad at anything that threatens her family's ranch or anyone who mistreats a horse

angry charlie is Scary Charlie

her mule doesn't care tho it knows she's a pushover treat giver

when vaggie first figured out what was happening she spent weeks with her own horse slowly getting it used to all sorts of weird charlie-related things, including stealing charlie's jacket a few times to flap it wildly while chasing her horse around the paddock singing loud show tunes

vaggie's horse is the only one that'll let charlie ride it without being a nervous wreck

charlie maybe cried a little when she went for that first ride

vaggie has a shot gun

she spends a lot of time checking on things riding far out and alone and keeps the gun with her just in case

she's never actually threatened any of their human boarders with the shot gun but she does have an unnerving tendency to check and clean it whenever she's pissed and trying to keep some shred of her patience intact

every week there's at least one night set aside for an evening dance after dinner and yes chaggie was doing it long before any other ppl showed up

valentino showed up once and charlie chased him off the premises with vaggie's shotgun

the ranch used to have a television

now it has a radio tower

no one except alastor is happy about it but his radio commercial revenue is paying for most of this so they all keep mostly quiet about their grumbling and record voice lines for ads when he looms over them with a script

vaggie swears the time she shot out the radio tower's windows while arguing with alastor over her and charlie's voice lines was a complete accident

razzle and dazzle are ranch dogs who keep track of the horses when they're out grazing and both are COMPLETELY in tune with charlie, been with her since childhood, the three can basically read each others' minds and watching them all work together is like watching magic

(vaggie also knows how to work with them but has to use more obvious signals instead of just tiny changes in body language)

vaggie keeps trying to gently remind charlie there are events for dog handling she could enter in

but the ranch was lilith's passion and rehabilitating rejected horses her dream and charlie is not not giving up on that OR on the rejected people her mom always was so proud of and charlie is NOT letting herself think for one moment that her mom isn't coming home

speaking of coming home

chaggie met when charlie was out riding after a storm looking for a lost horse and found it staring curiously down at a half dead lady lying in a ditch with a freshly gouged out eye and burns on her back

the half dead lady claimed she shot out her own eye by accident and got hit by lightning

or maybe fell asleep on a campfire uhh

charlie was way too busy figuring out normal social interactions again and also how to patch up a pretty lady without being a complete fool about it to question vaggie's super realistic tale

vaggie was planning on staying just long enough to get on her feet again- especially after she started catching feelings watching charlie being sweet with all the stubborn horsies- and seeing how much charlie was struggling with the ranch without having someone else to look after

she was even gonna steal a horse on the way out

and got caught by charlie in the act

charlie just smiled sadly, told vaggie she was glad she wasn't heading off alone, told vaggie's horse to take care of her, and then went back to the daily chores

vaggie caught up with her an hour later

she'd had to properly put her horse away and get breakfast started first, for after they've finished up the morning stuff

they've been running the ranch together ever since

keekee the cat is the actual boss on the ranch and got her name from how doors always open for her (bc she bothers whoever's around until they drop what they're doing to obey her)

cherri bomb stops by once just to laugh at angel dust and ignore pentious but ends up being the only one who figures out why the new horse is spooking at everything- it's got hearing loss, and she's got it too from doing endless unlicensed fireworks shows, and she's totally just sticking around until the horse gets used to things here. totally

[stylinsoncity]

sharing a snippet from my 35th fic, which i'm very slowly working on... for context, this is a famous h/non-famous l, alpha l/omega h fic... louis is also in a band, but for fun and the ppl mentioned at the end are his bandmates...

h/l haven’t kissed before this scene.

hopefully the rest explains itself D:

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“Is this getting weird?” Harry blurts. “Us, I mean. Have we…crossed a line?”

Louis seems to sober a bit, then. Because he doesn’t blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. He sucks eagerly on his cigarette for a moment. “I think it’s up to you to decide,” he finally says.

Harry is just about to comment on how unhelpful that is when Louis adds:

“But I don’t think it’s crossing a line to admit I like fucking you. Or that I think about it when we’re not together.”

Harry crosses his arms tight over his chest, tucking his sweaty hands up under his armpits. “Yeah. I do too, yeah,” he admits after a long, tense silence. “That would explain…you know…what just happened.”

“What just happened?” Louis asks, his smile growing.

Harry gives him a look he hopes is withering. But it’s Louis. And Harry doesn’t know him that well yet, but he knows Louis withers for no one, for nothing.

“The blowjob,” Harry says. “Are you implying it was forgettable?”

“Oh, yeah, that,” Louis says. “I just wanted to hear you say it.”

“Arsehole,” Harry grumbles.

“I’d say sorry in advance for this, but it’s not the most forward thing I’ve said or done all night…” Louis begins after another drag of his cigarette, the flame setting his face and eyes softly aglow. “There’s nothing forgettable about the way you suck cock. There’s nothing forgettable about the way you smell, the way you taste, the way you feel. You’re the best I’ve ever had, if I’m honest. I don’t think it’s crossing a line to tell you so.”

Harry can’t really do anything but look at him afterwards, which is a mistake because of the way Louis looks. Not just the look of him — with his hair messy from Harry’s fingers and his low cut shirt torn at the shoulder — but the way he looks back at Harry. Like if they were indoors, in private, they would’ve devoured each other already. Again.

Harry’s gaze is glued to him. He feels like his whole being is glued to Louis. He manages to at least unglue his tongue and says, unsteadly, “I think you’re still really drunk.”

“So are you,” Louis says, tossing his cigarette to his feet. “After this, I’ll make sure you get home in one piece.”

“After what?”

Louis steps forward, backs him up against the car and presses their mouths together. Harry doesn’t think about it. He reaches up to cup Louis’ face and licks into Louis’ mouth as Louis licks deeply into his. It’s Louis controlling the kiss, leading Harry’s tongue, giving him chase. It’s Louis deciding when Harry has had enough. He pulls away, leaving him panting, and presses his nose into Harry’s neck, breathing in deeply. He licks up the length of Harry’s jugular, his tongue and lips just brushing the shell of Harry’s ear.

Harry shudders and feels himself grow wet all over again. Or wetter, if he’s honest. He feels his knees buckle, but he’s pressed so firmly to the car, there’s nowhere to go. Being anywhere else is the least of his concern.

Louis brings their mouths together again, his kiss searing, almost punishing in its intensity. And doing anything else but kissing him back has never appealed to Harry less. He’s not sure he’s ever kissed someone or been kissed like this. He’d remember. He might never have stopped. He never wants to stop.

They hear a bit of commotion over to their left and it finally dawns on Harry where the fuck he is. His panic must be palapble because Louis immediately steps back, though his hands are still on Harry’s shoulders.

“Was that okay or…?” Louis asks, trying to catch his breath.

“Feels like an understatement.”

“Are you okay, then?”

Harry is a mess. He’s paranoid. He’s needy. He can’t take his eyes off Louis’ mouth. He doesn’t know why they’re not still kissing, but they also can’t kiss here. “I’m… yeah…”

Louis squeezes his shoulders and then, lets his hands fall to his sides. And Harry can’t help it. He doesn’t whimper aloud, but he feels another shudder run over his body at the loss of Louis’ touch.

Jess steps out of the building then and spots them from the top of the landing. “You boys ready to head home?” she asks.

“Depends on if you’re sober enough to get us there,” Louis says.

“Yes, I’m sober. I take being a designated driver very seriously,” Jess says, taking the first step down to the pavement. “Get in the van.”

Harry climbs into the van after Louis and endures the small wait until Ian comes sprinting down the steps and clambers inside. It’s because Jess and Ian are betas that they can’t smell what Harry smells — the rich lure of Louis’ scent, of arousal. It’s everywhere in the car, clinging to Harry’s clothes, to his own skin. He asks Jess to lower the window at one point, which is when he happens to catch Louis’ gaze — and realises for the first time that he’s been avoiding it.

Now, they look at each other and in doing so, Harry confirms what he already knew.

It’s getting weird.

[cripplecharacters]

Feel free not to answer this question as it's more a research-type question, I'm just not sure how to go about finding what I need: do you happen to know any fiction books with portrayals of medium to high support autistic people that are considered realistic and positive? All I can find is rep of low support autistic ppl (unless it's in semi-educational children's books) and it's making it harder to figure out how to write medium to high support autistic ppl myself.

Hello!

When I was diagnosed, it was before the levels were used (Or at least before they were used where I lived). I suspect that I would be considered 'level one autistic' today but would likely have been 'level two', bridging into 'level three' as a child. This is all just to explain my perspective with this.

That being said, here are some of my recommendations:

A Step Toward Falling by Cammie McGovern

I just finished this book earlier today and while it isn't specifically about autistic characters, it does feature several autistic characters with high support needs as well as other disabled characters. The book is written from the perspective of two characters, one of which is developmentally disabled (Belinda). Although her disability is never specified, I do see a lot of autistic traits in Belinda. The premise of this book is a bit heavy. It's about two characters (Who are not disabled) who end up volunteering at a centre for adults with developmental disabilities. One of the things I appreciated about this book was how well rounded the characters are. Each of them has their own stories, interests, and ideas. I also like how it discussed sex and relationships in the context of people with developmental disabilities. Something to note is that this does have some sensitive topics such as ableism, sexual assault, and bullying. It is also written by a parent of an autistic child but, as far as I'm aware, the author herself is abled. I did have some conflicted feelings about specific parts of it but I'll leave that for you to make your own decisions about. Target Audience: Young Adult

How to Speak Dolphin by Ginny Rorby

I also read this book recently and I personally really disliked it. There were several scenes that made me feel very gross and I found that the autistic character was dehumanized very often. One line that stuck with me was another character about a blind character, essentially saying, "I thought she was going to drown herself. If I was blind, that's what I would do." Although the character does get to know the blind character and changes her mind, it really felt awful to read and seemed so unnecessary -- especially given the target audience. The way it talks about blindness in general bugs me. That being said, I have seen several autistic people recommending the book (Which was why I read it in the first place) so I'll include it here anyways since my opinion seems to be in the minority around this book. Target Audience: Elementary/Middle Schoolers This is a brief review from another autistic person. [Link]

Planet Earth is Blue by Nicole Panteleakos

This book centers around Nova, a young autistic girl with high support needs. Nova is a foster child who is missing her older sister and the story is told through a mix of narrative, letters to Nova's sister, and flashbacks. It's been a while since I've read this book but I remember really enjoying it (And maybe crying a little bit too). The author is autistic herself and also consulted many other autistic people with a variety of experiences, which I appreciated. Target Audience: Middle Schoolers This is a more in-depth review on the book from a reader who (I believe) is also autistic. [Link]

These are also a couple books that I've seen recommended but can't personally recommend as I haven't read them myself yet:

Real by Carol Cujec

Remember Dippy by Shirley Reva Vernick

I know it's not very much but hopefully it's enough to get you started! If anyone has any recommendations for anon, feel free to mention them in the notes.

Cheers,

~ Mod Icarus

[the-moon-files]

Linked Universe - Masc!Reader Soulmate Quick Headcanons <3

(^^ this is so cute i gotta find the anime its from)

Sun: Male/Masc Reader (he/him), Guide Reader :)

Stars: Wild (Breath of the Wild Link)

Planet: Headcanons/scenarios, kinda long sorry

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: Link possibly feeling comphet (compulsory heteronormative), the general angst of being the best friend love interest (ends well dw), Links missing you/being sad about it

& Trigger Warnings: Link crying. (Please comment if otherwise.)

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Wild (BOTW Link)

Ok so we know he was stuck before the calamity following Zelda around

And while in game it seems like he's perfectly accepting of his role as her knight

And maybe could love her or grow to love her

I feel like after the Calamity, and after he meets you, its not possible anymore

It kinda feels like that same way ppl come to realize theyre lesbians??

Like he could've been straight and happy or content (not really, not fully, but in that way that gay women settle for staying with a man, he'd stay with Zelda maybe)

She used to be all he had left really, so maybe out of obligation he'd have stayed, but then he lost his memories.

And what was once a daily duty now became a woman he barely knew halfway across the kingdom, (who creepily randomly telepathically invaded his mind,,)

Link doesn't really realize how he feels until after traveling with you around the entirety of Hyrule, camping, fighting, cooking, eating etc. together, after becoming best friends with you,

Its like how a lesbian realizes they're lesbian bc they could never imagine themselves actually dating/married to a man, at least relying on him for the long term,

Then that sentiment comes in like "i just wish i could stay with my best (non-man) friend forever" kinda way

Like he definitely had the thought "this is so much easier, i wish we could be together forever" <3

So while "dating" you didn't necessarily occur to Link at first bc of heteronormative mindset/general mission of the Calamity Ganons

He quickly breaks out of that a couple months into the journey

Zelda at first may have been the quintessential "princess needing saving" but you were the "best friend love interest all along" type of energy you know?

So when at the end of you guys' journey, you feel the tug to leave, because the adventure's over.. you fully expect to see Zelda running into his arms or something, and turn away

You may be able to accept he loves women (tho how he looked at you and how comfortable he was touching you had you thinking possibly, maybe, hopefully otherwise)

But that doesn't mean you're going to sit here and watch it happen

(You know the games, the Legend of Zelda, this is how it always ends)

Instead, you feel lean but strong arms clamp around your torso

You're lifted up (even if you complain about how heavy you are, and he must be tired)

But Link is just smiling, and spins you around, Zelda is slack jawed in the background and then giggles??

Well, that's sweet, at least he remembered you were here instead of getting absorbed in her

Link practically whips you around, turning you in his arms

You stumble but he's too strong to let you falter in this position

He crushes you to his chest, a whispered "thank you" in your right ear, his breath is warm and ticklish

You awkwardly pat his back, "yeah, of course buddy, glad she's okay, and you're alright, you should get some rest. Oh, and you can have whatever I've got left in my iventory, since I won't be needing it anymore... you know I've gotta go soon."

You feel more see Link jump in shock, he grasps your shoulders (you didn't realize how hot his hands were until they were gone from your back)

You're worried he forgot about the whole "only here for adventures" Guide thing until painful understanding shows in his blue eyes

He immediately looks like the wind got knocked out of him

"Sorry Link, I wish I could stay to rebuild or explore Hyrule with you... but it's not my choice anymore."

You look apologetic but at least you know he won't be alone, that was your entire reason for being a Guide in the first place

But as you begin to fade (which, wow, Hylia really can't spare having you stick around for longer than a few minutes or seconds after Ganon's defeat??)

Link looks, panicked?

Like he's watching the Calamity happen all over again, but unlike in the game, he actually looks overwhelmed and freaked

His calloused hands attempt to grab you in various places, your arms, your waist, your shoulders, hands, just anything he can hold onto

But nothing works and you give him a sad smile, wishing him good luck with Zelda and the kingdom

And a reminder not to push himself too hard, bc you wont be there to stop him anymore

It's only just as the last of your vision fades (like a movie fading to black at the edges and closing in)

That you see him start to cry.

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The first few months without you were hard, you had practically been the one constant in his life, afterall he couldn't remember much else so consistent before you

Sure, he had flickers of old memories, old friends, even of Zelda,

But they were special ones, specific moments, not having a routine every evening for who cooks dinner and who does dishes

No memory of someone helping him figure out how to dress himself, or how to shield surf down the best slopes

You were home, the very wilds he's grown to love and adore during his adventure, his house in Hateno was more like a inn he didn't pay for, rather than the warm fire you were sitting beside, lifting a blanket corner so he could curl up beside you

Zelda had understood, thankfully

She'd expected he would be different, memory loss can affect someone like that

But she'd said he seemed, better, lighter

Lighter than he ever was as a knight, even at the happiest she'd seen him

He'd helped some with the castle at first, but seeing how depressed he was, esp after she got other workers or Hylians to help, Zelda had sent him off

Under the flimsy excuse to go officially inform the rest of the kingdoms that she'd been freed and Ganon defeated

Link had unconciously returned to your favorite spots around Hyrule, and it had hurt in a different way to be around stables and have people ask where you were (you were more talkative than he was)

He'd started to avoid civilization unless absolutely necessary for supply runs, and he preferred to do so in disguise late at night..

So when Link's summoned on an adventure yet again to fight a threat so devastating it needs the previous incarnations of him...

He's actually looking forward to it.

Don't get him wrong, he wishes this weren't necessary to defeat the shadow, and he doesn't want anyone to get hurt, but if this is an adventure...

It means he might be able to see you again.

And he's willing to take on Ganon all over again, spend months at a time fighting and mowing down monsters, if it means you're allowed to be by his side once more

(He had tried praying to Hylia, which he didn't do much pre or post calamity usually, but for you he made an exception, and the blonde found that this was the one prayer that he could feel no divine eye turned on him for...? Her presence was practically gone when he prayed for you back)

But at least now, he realizes, he was right.

Thank goodness (not Hylia?) , he was right

Because Link could feel you,

As he'd learned towards the end of his journey, there was an innate 6th sense he had for feeling your presence, the closer you were, the more precise it was, even down to which way you were turned (all without him looking at you)

(He had ignored the strangely giddy feeling that bubbled up in his chest when Impa learned of this trick, and began to tell him, for the first time since his memories about it were gone, about soulmates)

Like familiar paths in Hyrule, he knew where a safe place to sleep was waiting,

You were waiting.

All he had to do was step through the portal, find his fellow heroes, and he knew, you would be there.

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This accidentally posted 💀🥲

Welp, i was about ready to post it anyway, hope someone got a kick outta this,

Im slowly gonna add all the Links btw lol

Thanks for reading, hope u enjoyed! :)

Peace Out,

🌙

[mvmnbnv]

bro I’m so sick of ppl shitting on vi. particularly jinx stans. they act like vi isn’t allowed to have trauma (or anyone else tbh) but vi has had her whole life ripped away from her. she spent most of her youth, watching out for her siblings then spent her whole time in prison focused on her sister. then spends days searching for jinx as soon as she gets out of prison. never once putting herself first, doing anything for herself, etc.

she was ready to drop her life again to run away with jinx. this doesn’t even consider all the physical and emotional violence she has experienced through out her life. i see so many jinx stans continue to expect vi to put jinx first and have her be the singular priority. it’s like they want vi to remain a doormat and have her life continually revolve around her sister/they want that co-dependency to continue - pretty much so it benefits jinx only. they don’t give a fuck about vi

as for ppl expecting vi to let Cait continue to berate vi for caring about her sister (i luckily haven’t seen any of this bs), have a serious misunderstanding of caits character too. i expect vi to be more subdued about it when Caitlyn is actively grieving, vi is empathetic and knows grieving can bring out the worst in people/she knows that’s not who cait truly is. idk how those ppl can see Cait doing that continually, even after her initial anger/resentment, bcuz thats not how her character’s personality is written. and even if they went with a massive change to caits character, their relationship would be done.

that was a lot. sry. just done with ppl minimizing vi’s trauma and making her only prop for other characters (mainly for jinx). i can’t wait for her pit fighting time - to see her focus on herself for once . i know it’s going to be rough and sad but hopefully transformative for her character

it wasnt that they'd seen that happen or anything, but they WANT it to happen...and its so sick. like they dream of the day they hopefully get to see cait say she wished she'd left vi to rot in prison or something...like to even wish for that is wild, and somehow worse. and honestly even if cait did hurt her, im sorry but i dont really care for her being understanding about it. mostly because it wouldnt even be reciprocated in that case and people are never expected to be understanding with her. not jinx, not caitlyn, not anyone. thats who she is tho so yknow, whatever. she probably will. she just deserves to be able to be bitter about this shit. im afraid of what theyll do with her and cait because of the way they treated her relationship with jinx. just crying, whining and ready to throw her life away for a shitty co-dependent relationship...that makes me nervous for where theyll go and they've already seemingly made choices that lead to that type of relationship...which is worse with a power imbalance.

like fuck it, i want vi to be selfish at some point...like "fuck you, you hurt me...make it up to me. its not my job to do all the heavy lifting. if you love me prove it. make me understand." not whatever shit they did with her and jinx. and the way people can never hold jinx accountable for her actions while all the while getting upset with vi for reacting to them is enraging ong

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And I'm petrified of being alone, now |

Part Fourteen

Matty Healy x reader

Summary: She’s just trying to get by, really. What with being a single parent to her four year old son whilst simultaneously trying to kick start a successful career as a radio presenter. She’s got everything she’s ever wanted though, friends close by, a mum who’s merely a phone call away, and of course her baby boy. What else is there to wish for? But then, it’s not long before her relatively normal life gets upended and turned on its head, and she’s suddenly forced to deal with situations she’s never even thought to imagine.

What happens when one mention of a certain controversial singer on her show sends a flood of unexpected challenges her way? 

Authors Note: First bit is a lil messy! BUT it's just a way of moving through time whilst letting you know what's going on. Apologising anyway, tried to make it as simple as possible! Idk how I’m really feeling about this series atm ngl, hopefully I’ll find some more inspiration soon x

> Just a reminder! We left the last update with Mouse and her mum talking about Matty:) You can look back here if you'd like!

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14:04, 26 Dec 2023

For Christmas Denise Welch reunites with..

LOOSE Women star Denise Welch had a fun-filled Christmas this year with her two sons and...

*picture: family gathering featuring Matty Healy in red beanie*

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@/user1  Glasses and beanie combo>>> @/user2 He was wearing that yesterday too @/user3 I wish my family was chill enough to take a xmas pic😭

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Messages 4m Finnleyyy So will I be seeing my best mate this nye??

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TWITTER: ‘75 updates @/75updateacc Matty spotted out in Manchester!  *picture: long trench and red beanie*

Ugh! @/user1 Matty on new years! *with old friends // red beanie tucked into a jacket pocket* > Loveme @/user2 The beanie is spotted again.. >> Saidhello @/user3 @/user2 Been all over his ig stories too 👀 friends? @/user4 I'm sort of obsessed w it and the fact it's stirring up so many questions💀 ppl, @/user5 it's so nice to see him actually happy!! lemmebepartoftheband @/user6 WAITING ON THE NEXT ALBUMMMM

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23:47, 31 Dec 2023

MATTY HEALY SPOTTED OUT FOR NEW YEARS CELEBRATIONS AFTER 'SUPPOSED' SOBRIETY

The 1975 frontman was seen out in London this evening with friends and other members of the band celebrating a...

*picture: Matty Healy all dressed up and sporting a red beanie*

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@/user1  shit like this ruins people @/user2 That hat again! Was it a Christmas present? @/user3 another celeb trying at sobriety, another bullshit article @/user4 Where in London even was this?

TWITTER: ‘75 updates @/75updateacc Band's interview with Variety today, click here for the video! Will be updating later on today:) *boys all pictured: George/shades, Matty/beanie&longtee, Ross/hairdown, Adam/leatherjacket*

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Messages 3m Matty:)!! Just wrapping up now, should be able to call in 10 x

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TWITTER: Partoftheband @/user1 Talks of tour??? Are they trying to kill me? Gotabf @/user2 The beanie!! It's back!! Milk @/user3 You reckon he's washed it? People! @/user4 He wears so much designer shit, why's he wearing a hat that looks like it was knitted by my nan??

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With January, came sleet and heavy rain. Forcing us all indoors and making quick regrets over arduous New Year’s resolutions.

I had half a dozen interviews lined up in the first month alone, which was a promising start to the year but also incredibly nerve wracking. I’d spent the majority of the wavering days between Christmas and the 31st fretting over each and every detail, beyond thankful that my mum had stuck around a little longer after the festivities to help keep Teddy preoccupied.

Adi, thankfully, was stuck in the exact same boat, which meant that we could both bear the burden together. Leading to a whole lot of time being spent on the phone, making plans, or down at the studio, where Teddy could roam free. We were moving up in the world, as Matty now liked to claim, and so that meant more of our time being taken up by mundane tasks such as asking Hozier’s PA what kind of drink he preferred and avoiding a couple of Podcaster's sudden opinions on us.

Still, we were forever grateful.

Though it wasn’t just the radio show getting shafted with a shit ton of toil either, it appeared that work had Finn headed off to the States for a few gallery openings, and Matty pulled in all sorts of directions whilst the band sorted out their upcoming album.

I hadn’t heard a word of it, although the singer kept on endlessly chattering away about how much he loved the songs they were now producing, suddenly leased with a newfound life. Which always left me feeling happy, even if I did have to wait alongside the rest of the world to listen in. It was nice knowing that he was enjoying it all once more. Seeing as, music made Matty and Matty made music. And all that.

So anyway, what I’d been getting at there was that the last few weeks had been all too trying. Enough so that Matty and I had hardly seen hide nor hair of each other, and our Facetime calls had been fair and few. Which was something that didn’t just sadden me, but Teddy too it seemed, who’d come to quite like the musician and all of his odd quirks.

That fact in itself had almost sent me running, in truth.

And maybe that was silly of me, but Teddy was my everything and it killed me to see him upset over someone he barely even knew. But then again, I supposed he did know Matty in a way. Whenever Matty called, Teddy was there to tell the man about his day, whenever Matty texted he never failed to ask after Teds, whenever he sent pictures and videos of the studio and whatever else he was doing they were usually for Teddy to see. 

I didn’t think Teddy had ever attached himself to a person so quickly. Which really did surprise me. Though oddly enough, what surprised me much more was the fact that Matty had just soldiered on and stuck with it, instead of running for the hills the first chance he’d gotten, like I’d expected. 

Which was perhaps a bit of an unfair assumption on my part, but it was something I didn’t feel too guilty over- I’d made that clear to Matty the very first day the two of them had met after all.

Saying that though, I was left to eat my words as I watched that same man galavant his way around a London Zoo with a four year old plopped atop his shoulders. Doing so without complaint, and thoroughly enjoying it too.

“There! There, Matty! You see?” I heard Teddy call out in loud excitement as I trailed my way on after them, his little fingers holding onto the red beanie Matty now often favoured. Something I relentlessly teased him about but which left me feeling all warm every time I saw it.

“Oh yeah! I do now. Wow monster, how’d you even spot him over there?” Matty replied, feigning obvious awe and grinning madly when Teddy leaned over the top of his head to poke his face into view.

“I eat carrots.”

I snorted at the simple answer Teddy gave and Matty, forever charmed by my toddler’s antics, nodded around a low chuckle of his own. “I’ll make sure to buy a couple on my way home then.”

Stepping closer, I found it strange to be in a zoo so lifeless. Which probably sounded even more peculiar, but then again, it hadn’t been my idea to go ahead and rent the entire place out just so that we could have a nose around at all the wildlife without Matty getting mobbed. What a diva, hey?

“I still can’t believe you did all this.” I murmured to him once Matty had set Teddy back down on the ground, leaving my son to run on over towards one of the caged fences, calling out to the languid lions that laid beyond it.

“It’s sick.” 

That had been Matty’s only defence since having arrived and me figuring this all out, it was as endearing as it was bewildering. 

“It’s mental is what it is, you idiot.”

He glanced over at me, hands tucked up in his pockets, a smug grin now painted on his face. I crossed my arms over my chest, refusing to be charmed by him and his inane antics. 

“Admit it, you’re loving this. Not having to worry about losing the kid and actually being able to get a look in at this lot.” Matty argued, and if he were anyone else he’d be swaying back and forth in utter delight- Wilmslow’s very own Willy Wonka- but all he did was simply look back at Teddy with a prideful grin, who was now currently trying to lure a lioness in closer.

Thing is, he wasn’t wrong. And Matty was enough of a git to know it too.

I didn’t grant him a reply though and instead wandered over to drag my son away from the ever nearing lion. “Did you see, mama? She likes me!”

I had to grin and bite back my sudden hysteria, although Matty snorted from his place now back beside us. “I did see, lovely! How about we go look at the snakes though now, hey?” And with that, Teddy was eager to part from us (and thankfully the lion) , sprinting ahead in the direction of a lizard sign that stood not too far away, leaving Matty and I to trail behind.

“Where all the animals are locked behind glass, yeah?” Matty piped up after and I narrowed my eyes at him in return, refraining from giving him a right good shove.

“Shut it.”

He merely cackled and looped an arm around my shoulders.

–

“They should just get back together. I mean- the money alone!”

I chuckled quietly to myself, moving about the tiny kitchenette at the studio and rolling my eyes at the man propped up between a Guinness World Records book we had and the sugar tin.

“I’m not saying that they shouldn’t! I’m just saying that they won’t.” I argued back, still rifling my way through a drawer in search of a sharp enough knife. “Those are two completely different things.”

“So what?” Matty scoffed, his displeasure with the whole debate managing to seep its way through the phone. “Fucking pair of pillocks, can’t even imagine how the world would react, the industry alone!”

I smiled, all too familiar with the daily rants of one Matthew Healy. This particular tirade of his had been spurred on by a comment I’d made on today’s show, it seemed he’d been listening in.

“Oo, is there a brew going for me?”

I glanced behind me just in time to spot Adi making her way into the studio, a large duffle bag for tomorrow's shoot thrown over her left shoulder. 

“Who else?” I quipped back, grinning victoriously when I finally found the trusty blade I’d brought over from mine so many years ago now that laid between a wooden spoon and a jar opener.

“What are you even doing?” She asked me next, having already tossed the bag down onto the sofa and made her way over. She waved when she spotted Matty’s familiar face upon opening the fridge, used to his presence cropping up here and there by now, “Alright, Healy? Thought you had big meetings today.”

“We do. I’m currently hiding out in a bin.”

Adi paused to blink at the absurd reply and then shrugged, not seeing the point in questioning it any further. “And you?” She prompted me, plucking a pint of milk from the fridge and slamming it closed.

“So full of questions today, high inquisitor.” I sang, already moving to slice into the whole watermelon I’d brought on my way in, having right fancied it when I’d passed by the fruit & veg stall up on the high street. “And what do you think, Ads? Exactly what it looks like.”

“Yeah, but why?”

I just shook my head in answer and Adi seemed to take that for what it was, a blatant dismissal. Matty though, ever so sweet, must’ve felt a bit bad because I heard him pipe up again, “She’s gone and brought a whole watermelon. Paid five quid for the thing, you believe that?”

“Five quid! Did he ask if he could spit in your face too?” Adi all but exclaimed, eyes as wide as saucers as she looked over at me.

“Yes, five quid.” I stressed, having already heard enough of it from Matty, who didn’t have a leg to stand on here. “Now leave off, or I won't share.” I wielded the knife between the pair of them jokingly and Adi relented easily enough, already moving to skim a piece I’d just cut from off the counter. I cast a shrewd glance towards my phone, “And besides you can’t talk, Mr. Millionaire.”

Matty snorted.

“Is it really that much?” Adi wondered out loud, sweeping over to get a better glimpse at my screen and the man hidden within it.

I rolled my eyes and smirked, already figuring that she’d try her luck with just that thought alone. 

“Piss off, Wells.” Matty laughed, amused by the ever so sweet smile Adi had suddenly conjured up for him and the way she was now batting her lashes, “How the fuck did we go from watermelon to my networth anyway?”

“Extortion.”

“Nepotism.”

I stopped slicing to taste test a chunk of watermelon and heard Matty heave a heavy sigh.

Adi, though, just moved to ask, “Did you threaten the fruit & veg man then?”

“Fucking should’ve.” I muttered, but couldn't quite bring myself to regret the wasted fiver then, not when the fruit was almost heavenly.

“Can you stop eating? I’m in a crisis you know, and fucking starving.” I heard Matty complain, his voice practically petulant.

“Actually, you’re in a bin.” I corrected, taking another chunk, “So don’t be a drama queen. If you’re hungry, order a Deliveroo or fuck off home.”

Matty was almost pouting when I slid on over to join Adi by the phone, a plate overwhelmed with watermelon now towering between us. His frown deepened. “You’re proper evil, you know that?”

I simply grinned, “You love it.”

Only Adi noticed the faint hue that bloomed across the singer’s cheeks then. Seeing as I was already rambling away once again, talking about the weekend get-together we’d planned now we all had some time to spare.

“You’re still coming, right?” I then asked Adi, who was now smirking for some reason. I raised a brow.

She merely hummed around her next slice and dipped her head at me, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, babe.”

Matty’s eyes narrowed at that but I deemed it better to ignore whatever the two of them had going on, I found life to be much simpler that way.

–

It was almost gone nine and still no sign of her. 

She had texted almost half an hour ago now, saying she was headed out, but Matty still kept his phone in hand, spinning it this way and that, just in case she tried messaging again.

“You’re driving me mad with that, man.” George suddenly announced, drawing Matty’s attention back to the table at the overcrowded club they’d picked out. “Stop it.” He added, swatting at Matty’s forearm when he’d barely acknowledged him the first time round.

Matty’s brow pinched but he let the mobile go with a clatter to the tabletop, “Happy?”

George exaggerated his smile in the same sense Matty just had whilst he clasped his hands in mock prayer before him, “Incredibly.” Then he relaxed back in his chair once more, face softening as Matty’s eyes shot out across the floor for the umpteenth time, “God, you’re really fucking strung up on this one.”

“Eh?” Matty immediately asked him, his head spinning back around to spare a glance at his mate.

“Just,” George began with a slow shrug, his chin dipped against his chest now in the way that he’d leaned back making his eyes appear all the more solemn. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you so invested, is all.”

“Invested, fuck’s that meant to mean?”

Goerge just huffed. “I don’t know, Matty. Just, you’re not usually the type to get so caught up on a girl you’re chasing.”

“I’m not chasing her. We’re mates.” Matty hastily defended and could feel the way his face had instantly scrunched up with the force of it.

He was gifted a short snort in return, “Yeah man, sure, and I can fly a shitting plane.” At Matty’s ever darkening expression, George sighed once more and moved to prop himself up on his knees, “Look yeah? I didn’t mean nothing by it, only curious. It’s weird seeing you all moody and pent up about somebody. Been a while.”

It had been a while since he’d last seen someone properly, but that didn’t suddenly mean that he and Mouse currently had anything going on. He’d been too focused on staying clean, working on the album, and trying to forget the last year and a half had ever happened. And Mouse… well, she had a kid and didn’t seem the type to take to anyone so easily. They were mates. Just, mates.

Matty must’ve been quiet a little too long though because when George spoke again his voice had softened, as had his face. It almost looked pitiful now, enough that Matty wanted to force him away from his line of sight. But he didn’t, only glanced back out towards the floor.

“Matty, mate. I really didn’t mean to piss you off, you know that. I’m just saying it how I see it.” Matty rolled his eyes but George only continued to talk, “It’s obvious that you like her, man. Whether it’s just as friends or something more. But do me a favour and just have a long think about it, yeah? She’s nice and all, but I don’t wanna see you hurt.”

Matty bit back the scoff that lodged itself in his throat, “If anything, G, it’d be me hurting her. Wouldn’t be that unexpected though, would it?”

George’s hand came to grasp his shoulder at that and with a firm but gentle grip he forced Matty to better face him, he leaned in so his voice would carry over the music, his forehead now furrowed. “You’re not a bad person, man. Not everyone’s expecting you to fuck up all the time.”

Didn’t that feel like a fucking lie.

The hand pressed further and George shook Matty a tad, wanting him to comprehend his words. Take them in. “You’re doing good, mate. Really good. And we’re proud, alright? We are. All I’m saying is, have a think about what you want. Make sure you’re happier for it, make sure… that you can deal with everything that comes along with it. Understand?”

Matty’s mouth felt a little dry as he stared up into George’s eyes, seeing the genuine care held within them. Almost immediately Matty felt his walls crumble down around him and he struggled to find the right words to respond with. They were proud. So instead, he just nodded and George’s hand clapped the back of his neck with a winning grin.

“Good. Now, go get her, yeah?”

Matty frowned at the words but before he could think to question it the table was moving to welcome in a couple of newcomers and he turned in his seat to meet the eyes of a smiling Squeaks.

“Hey you.”

“You made it!”

She grinned back at him, beamed actually, and Matty felt his eyes flicker down to her lips for a second, then down further to the lovely little dress she’d decided on. He hastily stood up to greet her, wrapping her up in a hug- something that had come more and more naturally to them in the last few weeks- and rocked slightly. “Get all dressed up for me, did you?”

Mouse pulled away with a laugh, her head thrown back a tad before her glistening eyes set themselves back on him, she squeezed his arm, “You wish.”

He did wish. But he didn’t voice that passing thought out loud, filing it away to stress about later, and instead shuffled nearer to whisper, “You do look gorgeous though.”

The skin by her ear prickled with goosebumps and Matty pulled away before he could get too caught up in what that might have meant. He graced her with a slow smile, “Drinks?”

She let go of a breath, then smiled brightly back at him with a dip of her chin, “Drinks.”

–

“I haven't heard a word of it!” I said, pushing my drink down onto the table. I was currently on my fifth of the night, but the guys were forever getting new rounds in and so I knew it wouldn’t take me long before I was handed another. 

“You said you didn’t like our stuff!” Matty immediately answered back, his voice a tad bit higher now.

I gaped at the claim, “I did not!”

“Yes, you fuckin’ did!”

The rest of the table was watching on in ever growing amusement, Ross’s eyes were dancing back and forth between Matty and I, whilst Adi wore a grin that could probably help power Blackpool Tower. 

“I said I loved your earlier work. I didn’t say I hated the newer stuff!” I rebuked, desperately trying to think back to that first show I’d mentioned Matty in. Had I really said that?

Matty went to speak but Hann cut in before he could, “You two are mental. All I asked was whether she’d heard anything we’d been working on.”

George snorted, managing to drag his eyes away from his fiance to smirk at the pair of us. “Remember she claimed the band looked spent.”

Matty jumped to point in George’s direction, pleased, whilst my eyes widened, “I wouldn’t!”

“You did, love.” George laughed, looking more amused than hurt which was the only thing keeping me from being physically sick. “It’s alright, no harm done.”

I fish-mouthed, but even with that having been said, Matty was still grinning victoriously. “Fucking told you.”

Wrinkling my nose, I turned to neck the rest of my drink. “Yeah, well. I do love your songs, alright?”

Matty’s brows upturned, as if he was about to deny the claim and accuse me of lying, but Adi cut in, “No it’s true, she's been listening to your shit nonstop since you two met. Like it’s grating at this point.”

“Harsh.” Ross dragged out and Adi gave him a coy smile when she went to pat his chest, “You try listening to his gob on repeat and then we’ll talk, yeah?” She retorted easily, dipping her head towards Matty, whose face scrunched up unhappily.

“Careful, Wells. Starting to sound like you might not like me.”

Adi flashed him a toothy smile, “Who claimed I ever did?”

I was quick to reach out and grab Matty’s wrist when he frowned, ready to open his mouth once more. The motion seemed to grab most, if not all, of his attention because he wavered in his stance before letting himself be pulled over.

“He’s fragile, Ads.” I chuckled to her, hand cradling the back of Matty’s head when he leaned in to press his face against my shoulder. “All the big rockstars have delicate egos.”

Adi snorted and I watched as she let Ross drape an arm over her shoulders, her hand finding his.

“Not fucking fragile.” Matty said, but the heat of it was lost in the mumble against my skin, I laughed.

“Sure, babe.” I murmured fondly, smiling when I felt the curve of his grin against my neck. I started to run my hand through his hair almost unconsciously, letting the alcohol dim the anxious worries that would typically cloud my mind. “You’re a real man.”

“A real fuckin’ man.”

I rolled my eyes with a shake of my head that must've disrupted Matty’s newfound peace because he pulled away slightly, hands falling to rest on my hips, keeping us close.

“You’re proper nice, you know?” He mumbled in contradiction to our previous argument, his head falling forward to press his forehead to mine. His eyes appeared so much darker in this light, the little space between us had me holding my breath. “So nice.”

Instantly I was reminded of one of the first conversations I’d had with Adi about Matty, he’d been nice then too. “Thanks.” I chuckled before swallowing, eyes trailing between his before I voiced the thought. “You’re nice too.”

He smiled, one of those lazy ones where his eyelids drooped and the skin around his mouth wrinkled. His stare dropped ever so slightly and my mouth parted on instinct.

Matty licked at his lower lip, teeth grazing it ever so slightly. “I’m glad I met you.”

My heart stuttered in my chest, squeezing in on itself so tightly that I thought it might just give out, before it finally let go. “I don’t think I’ve ever been told that before.”

Matty tilted his head at me causing the tip of his nose to brush against mine, I struggled to remember to keep breathing. “I’m glad I met you, Squeaks.” He repeated with an air of finality, either unaware or uncaring for the reaction it drew from me as he raised a hand to drag his thumb across my jaw.

I looked up into his eyes, unblinking. Aware that I’d never felt quite like anything this before.

“I’m glad I met you too.”

–

Metro News

Feb 2024 06:21

SETTLING DOWN? | ‘75 SINGER CAUGHT IN CLUB WITH SINGLE MUM

Last night it seems our local heartthrob was back out on the town again after a few weeks of silence, only this time he wasn't alone! Read more...

[HOMESCREEN] 07:59

Facetime now Finnleyyy Incoming Call

Messages 7m Adi x Babe wake up, shits going down over on twitter!! Also (very much related) did you shag Healy last night???

Twitter 11m You now have 378 notifications

TWITTER: ‘75 updates @/75updateacc The Band spotted out in London last night with the MouseOnAMic girls! *picture: a story from Adelinewells instagram//blurred group photo*

backofmyvan @/user1 Is this real?? *picture: blurred Matty and Mouse in a dark club* Funnyface @/user2 Is that the radio host? she has a kid?? Saidhello! @/user3 I woke up to chaos. On another note, how are my matty girlies doing today?

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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru

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He sent a message?! Gojo fucking sent a message!!

You were too scared to open your phone to read the notification. The thought of him somehow knowing you were just watching his stream made you nauseous.

How would he know?! "Pull yourself together!" You palm your face.

Shakily unlocking your phone you look at the notification.

Oh fuck.

"Hey! Aren't you the girl always with Shoko?" He texted.

Fuck he knows who you are.

This is it. Might as well dig yourself a damn grave. He knows! You know he knows. He has to...

You opened the message. Taking a long breath to calm the storm of nerves in your stomach.

"Yes haha you popped up on my suggested ppl to follow" Your hands took literally five minutes to type that out.

That's so embarrassing. Why the hell are you so nervous now. You don't even really know Satoru. He just happens to hang out with Shoko, and so do you.

You decided to turn off the nerve wracking device. Throwing it on the other side of the bed. Turning your ringer off.

"I just need to take my ass to bed..." You groan.

It was late. You were exhausted from your little intimate session with Gojo. You laid flat on your back. Staring at the ceiling fan.

All you could see when you closed your eyes was his di- No! Ew! Stop it! You couldn't possibly do this website anymore.

You'd never see Gojo Satoru the same way. Like ever.

You growled in frustration. You never even gave Gojo a second glance when he was around. Was it wrong to look at him now, only because you've seen him naked? A small pang of ashamed emotions crowded your head.

You pick your phone up. He texted back a while ago. He asked when you'd be around Shoko again. Your heart sank.

You couldn't face him! Not after seeing him jerk off. Not after hearing his groans of pleasure. Nope! Maybe you should just jump off the face of the earth. Avoid the embarrassment. Yea. Probably should.

You finally go back to the message. You weren't sure when you and Shoko would meet up again, and that's exactly what you told him.

He just sent a simple "oh" and then a quick "night". Wait was he upset? Why would he be upset?

You told him goodnight before putting your phone down again. You closed your eyes and quickly fell asleep. Damn you were exhausted. You haven't fallen asleep this quick in a while. The last thing on your mind was him. Mr. SixEyed himself.

When the sun began to peek through your blinds you stirred awake. Your eyes feeling irritated. Probably because you had less than 8 hours of sleep.

Or maybe because you had a faint remembrance of seeing Satoru in your dream? That's so weird! Ugh. You know what you just needed to see Shoko. Get this off your mind before it drove you to insanity.

You got up from bed. Hunched over your knees on the side of it. Damn you felt exhausted. Nonetheless you had to get up from bed and start your day. You had errands to do and today starts the weekend. You're sure Shoko would want to go out tonight.

She always drags you to some club near campus. Like clockwork. Every. Single. Friday.

You eased yourself off the bed. Stumbling to the bathroom. The sight of yourself in the mirror startled yourself. Your hair was a mess. Oh yikes.

You grabbed your brush and swiftly brushed the rats nest on your head. Wincing as you brushed through a knot. Once your lions mane was tamed you walked towards the bathtub. Turning the faucet handle all the way to the little "H" symbol.

You looked in the basket above your toilet and pulled out a speaker. Connecting your phone to it to listen to music. Hoping to wake yourself up.

Once you turn on your playlist and undressed. Just as you were about to get into the shower you heard a ding.

Shoko texted.

She just said you two were going out tonight.

You stifled a giggle and shook your head. Damn it's only 7 in the morning!

Ding.

"We're going to a different club this time. I know Satoru goes sometimes! And his hot friends! ;)"

Your heart sank. Fuck. Hopefully he won't be there. Hopefully he'll be busy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Wait he doesn't even know you watched his stream last night. Okay. Calm down. Just don't be awkward tonight and you'll be perfectly fine!

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Shoko was waiting for you, sitting impatiently on your bed. A devious smirk spread across her lips. 

"Sho... I can't wear this!" You whine out behind your bathroom door. You eyed yourself in the mirror. The dress she bought you was... Sleazy. Totally not in your comfort zone. You had an eye-catching body but you were not about to show it off to horny, desperate men. The exception being that blue eyed man.

The dress was white. The color of innocence. The straps were thin, and the length of it was short. Coming just above the middle of your thighs. There were two cut outs on the right side, right under your breast.

Fuck you looked hot, but this was too revealing for your taste. You opened the bathroom door and Shoko's jaw dropped.

She jumped up from the bed and rushed in front on you. "You look amazing! Please wear it, please!"  She begged. Her hands gripped your shoulders and she shook you gently. 

You groaned slightly. "Fine!" 

You had to admit, it was incredibly flattering on your body. It hugged your curves in just the right places. How the hell did Shoko know your size and everything, no idea. Although, you were grateful for her.

"Here wear these!" Shoko appeared from your closet. You were lost in admiring the dress you didn't notice she had left your side. She was holding your only pair of baby blue high heels. Why the hell did you even buy them? They almost never went with anything you wore, but this dress... It was perfect. 

"They match Satoru's eyes." Shoko mumbled and smirked. You only heard his name and then glanced back at the shoes. Your eyes widening in realization. 

"Shoko I swear. I'm not going to seduce him tonight! I've only had one tiny conversation with him." You growl in slight annoyance. Shoko knew you weren't mad though. You never had the heart to be mad at her. 

Her head tilted to the side. Confusion all over her face. "When?!" She eagerly awaited your response. 

You sit on your bed and take the heels from her. Slipping them over your feet, huffing in annoyance as you couldn't buckle the straps. Shoko noticed your little exhale and knelt down to help you.

You gave her a soft smile and then looked away. "I added him on Insta last night. He added me back like immediately. Then asked me if I was the girl you hang out with." You blushed at the thought of Gojo. What the hell! No! You just met him.

Shoko finished up with your shoes and she smirked up at you. "Told you. I knew he'd wanna talk." She gave you a cheeky smile. Like this was her devious plan all along. 

You roll your eyes and stand to your feet. Shoko gawked at you. She gave a little whistle, she always acted like a man towards you. Always buying you these sleazy dresses and then flooding you with compliments. "I love you Sho. Always making me feel so hot." You chuckled softly. 

She hugged you from behind playfully. You stared at the two of you in your mirror. "Love you! Also we look so hot right now. Like holy shit!" Shoko gushed out. She heard a ding and spun around to the bed.

You nodded to yourself in agreement, feeling absolutely starstruck at your appearance. 

"Hey, Suguru told me they are gonna be at the club soon." 

You turned around and nodded to her. You knew Shoko had a bit of a thing for Suguru but she'd never openly admit it. It was so cute seeing her being oblivious to his flirting. They were always seen around campus, you basically third wheeled them. Unless Satoru was with Suguru. 

Satoru always tried to start meaningly conversation with you, but you kind of ignored him. It was known around campus that he was a womanizer. Hence why you had no interest in him. 

But now? You knew why girls gawked at him. He was incredibly confident, but soooo nonchalant. It was kinda annoying how he'd be so playful with Suguru but be so... indifferent towards you. 

You took one last look at your makeup on your phone. The car coming to a halt. Shoko knew you didn't want to be the designated driver again this time, so the two of your ubered. 

For some reason you felt on edge. Maybe you should have pregamed before you came. 

Satoru and Suguru were in line outside the club. Satoru was on his phone occupied with something, while Suguru was intently looking at every car that approached. The two of you got out of the car.

You straightened your dress and tugged it down softly. Taking a deep breath. Shoko grasped your hand tightly and gave you a soft smile. "Calm down honey, you look stunning." She whispered to you.

She dragged you to the other two. Suguru smiling at Shoko with a heartfelt smile. He opened his arms for her, embracing her in an innocent manner. You gave him a soft wave, he let go of Shoko and hugged your side. Keeping it a respectful touch. "Don't be a stranger!" Geto chuckled.

Shoko rolled her eyes playfully as you hugged his side softly. "Gojo get off that damn phone!" Shoko playfully swatted his wrist. He released from his trance and met her eyes. A playful smirk across his lips.

"My favorite girl!" Gojo exclaimed before hugging her tightly. Shoko looked pissed but gave into his advances. She giggled loudly before he broke the embrace. You looked at Geto and he did not look pleased. 

"Have you met-" Shoko said before slapping her forehead. Forgetting they hang out constantly.  "Yea! We actually had a conversation last night." Satoru teased you. 

You blushed softly and smiled. "Yea haha..." You nervously chuckled before looking away. He was wearing a tight black compression shirt with white slacks. And blacked out sunglasses? It was dark outside? Maybe he was just hiding his identity...

The four of you finally made it inside, after having a painfully long conversation. It made you anxious, you just needed to drink and dance already.

You found a circular booth to fit the group. The boys sat on the edges of the booth, while you and Shoko were sandwiched in the middle. Gojo manspread in his seat, his hand resting on his lap. While Geto placed an arm behind Shoko, sitting somewhat more proper. 

Your leg was crossed on over the other, occasionally you would bounce your leg and your heel would graze Gojo's leg. He seemed to not take any notice to it, but it made your heart pound. Holy fuck did he look attractive. 

"Would any of you like a drink?" A bottle girl appeared at the booth. Her outfit consisted of basically lingerie with a see through black dress over it. She stared at Satoru, gawking at the muscular man.

"Can we get two vodka redbulls?" Shoko asked. Her gaze adverting to Geto.

He smiled at Shoko before looking at the waitress, trying not to look anywhere but her eyes. "I'll take a beer. I don't care what kind, surprise me." His gaze was back on Shoko. 

You looked at Satoru while he ordered. "Uh, can you make a 'sex on the beach'?" He questioned, his gaze wondering over her body. She nodded quickly and he nodded back before turning back to the group.

"That's a girly drink." Geto chuckled lowly. Satoru stretched out his arms, stretching one over the top of the booth above your back. He scoffed and rolled his eyes. Taking his glasses off and setting them down on the table. "It doesn't taste like shit, bitchass." Gojo teased.

Geto palmed his face before turning to Shoko to carry their conversation on.

You looked at Satoru's chest, then slowly up his arms. Finally meeting his face. Fuck! He was already staring into your fucking soul!

He gave you a smirk. "Like what you see?" He teased playfully.

You shook your head and looked away. Hoping he wouldn't see the blush across your face. 

He leaned in closer to you. He mumbled your name softly. Making your head turn back to the attractive man. "You look gorgeous by the way." He smirked softly before pulling away. You became flustered by his comment. "T-Thanks." You said sheepishly before giving him a soft smile.

Shivers ran down your spine. The way he said your name made your heart pound in your ears.

Hell, he was a player, for sure. But he was so incredibly hot you couldn't help but feel so attracted to him. 

The thought of his stream last night brushed your mind. 

You studied Satoru carefully, biting your lip at the thought of his shirtless body.

No! Don't make it awkward! 

He smirked at you, breaking your trance. Then with a quick movement the bottle girl placed the drinks on the table. Satoru's eyes never leaving yours. 

Saved by the bell! You thanked the woman and took your drink quickly. Fuck this is so embarrassing!

[mrgladstonegander]

MORE BOOTLEG DUCKTALES ‼️team science (oops! all identity issues!) edition

team magic here

archimedes gallas / gyro = more like other versions where he's nice but this man is carrying SOOOO much guilt. insane amounts. his entire character is focused on how much his self-worth is down the drain (also hes being haunted by the narrative (phoebe/della)). also he's half japanese. based off the onagadori

cherry pekin / huey = has a similar problem to archie where she has overwhelming feelings of needing to seem mature, and responsible, where she overworks herself

sydney eggtooth-diazi / fenton = REALLYY wants to seem like a Professional Normal Dude. repressing EVERY urge to wear silly ties. sees morality in a black and white sort of way and it WILL cause problems later. he puts archie on a pedestal and its super obvious and it just makes archie more mentally ill

salem milly / gandra = planning to really lean into how she joined fowl bc they were the only ones that supported her. mainly the contrast with how the Main Family supports each other with unconditional love, the love she has is purely conditional, and she's constantly convincing herself that she Wants to do bad things, and that she doesnt care about these people, because despite how she says she only listens to herself, shes stuck to FOUL, and thats her 'family'. based on mille fleur d'uccle

frankie loon / fethry = IT IS PART OF TEAM SCIENCE‼️ after getting back to mainland after being alone at sea for four years, he joins as a janitor. pulling back the marine biology in the sense that he is interested in EVERYTHING. man of a 10000 copies. winning the idgaf war (DOES care abt how his family is disinterested in his interests but its FINE because HE cares its fine its fine. he's accepted he'll be alone). its presence WILL send everyone else into a shock about their identity. hopefully it'll happen vice versa as well

widget-time-tech / widget / gizmoduck / lil bulb = theyre being consolidated and also theyre lil bug guys now!! i dont care if you hate bugs theyre cute as shit!! widget is Usually in the little ball, but also helps control the suit with sydney. it still has anger issues so it'll make things harder for sydney rather than just silly incompetence. and it was DEFINENTLY made to be a superhero ai. no other purposes. at all. certainly not messing with the fabric of time. just helping the ppl of the town :)

mad clucktor / mad clucktor = iwhile he IS a villain he isn't necessarily a bad person. hes a physical manifestation of the part of archie that WANTS to be alive! that KNOWS his worth! he doesn't have to work himself to death to make up for his guilt!

and he's the reason why toby is even active. why he's back

toby / boyd = cannot be normal abt this sorry

he was made to be archie's idea of the "perfect boy". the perfect kid. what he wants to be what he WISHED he would be growing up. hes happy, he can do everything right, he's intelligent, he's strong. his existence is free of human doubt and anxiety, he's the perfect boy and if he was in archie's place everything would be fine

but it isnt! he gets used! toby's used for evil through no fault of his own. but he becomes a symbol of things that are "wrong" about archie. toby didn't resent anyone or be upset with how people treat him. toby doesnt have his own needs. he can do whatever people need him to do. toby was his symbol of hope but becomes a symbol of how everything with him goes wrong. he becomes an unachievable goal that archie is trying to be to make up for the existence of toby!!

and so the only way for either of them to be "truly human" is when archie learns that he doesn't have to be perfect. he never had to be. even if he's made mistakes, he still deserves to LIVE!! he doesn't have to hide his pain and discomfort for anyone!! and its okay for toby to be toby!

[icycoldninja]

Can you write the DMC boys watching their s.o doing the Geisha makeup on herself:

She’s just sitting there, 7am in the morning, applying her makeup for work, wearing her clothes to get ready for work (There’s a common misconception that leads to a lot of ppl thinking Geisha can be hired as a “sex worker” but in reality reader is only hired to entertain like singing, dancing, conversing, etc)

And the boys are like: 😚 U look good

(She works as a geisha during daytime but work as a devil hunter during night time and I’d like to imagine her wearing her makeup before hunting like the Kyoshi Warriors in Avatar The Last Airbender)

Oh yes, please enjoy!

Sparda boys + V x Geisha!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante has never seen a Geisha before, but he has heard of them from clients and the occasional traveler he meets at the ice cream parlor.

-He happened to be passing by the bedroom at 7 AM doing God-knows-what when he saw you applying your makeup, getting ready to go to work.

-He thinks your super white makeup is super cool, and has stolen some of it on occasion to dress up as a ghost to mess with Vergil.

-Thinks you look absolutely beautiful all dressed up like that, though he is wondering how you get your hair in that shape--and how it stays that way.

-Would love to "hire" you for a night so he can see for himself what Geisha like you actually do. He's broke, so hopefully you'll let him pay in kisses.

-Accidentally used one of your hair ornaments to eat microwave ramen. How that even happened is beyond either of you.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil never even knew what a Geisha was until now. When he first saw you all dressed up and stuff, he thought he cut a portal into the wrong dimension and time traveled to Tokugawa-period Japan somehow.

-He happened to catch sight of you doing your makeup one morning as you prepared for work and was stunned for two reasons. 1, you were beautiful, and 2, what was that pasty white stuff?

-He became very interested in observing the process, hovering over you every second until you had to ask him to move because he was in your light.

-He liked watching you get into your kimono, too, and even helped you tie some of the sashes and ribbons.

-He loved the way your hair looked too; watching you put it up into such an elaborate hairstyle so easily was so cool in his eyes.

-He insisted on accompanying you to work because someone so beautiful should not be on the streets alone. Bad things can happen.

□ Nero □

-Nero heard stories about Geisha and was a little confused as to what exactly they did because people had mixed opinions.

-You quickly clarified all that though; you're just an entertainer, no sexual practices take place between you and your clients.

-Nero didn't expect to have to watch you put your makeup on one day, but here he was, standing in the doorway, captivated.

-You were just so freaking beautiful he couldn't take his eyes off you! No wonder you were making such big bucks doing this stuff, the whole town must want you to attend their events.

-He keeps messing with your hair accessories, playing with them, poking himself with them, and such. He is fascinated with them, and sometimes he won't give them back till you forcibly take it from his hands.

-He would love to go with you to work to watch you dance and sing, but that would be rude and unprofessional, so he will simply wait for when you get a day off and ask for a "private show".

● V ●

-V was literally born yesterday, so of course he has no idea what a Geisha is or what they do.

-He does like your kimono, though, it's very beautiful and the floral patterns are visually pleasing.

-He loves to help you tie any ribbons or sashes that need tying because his deft fingers love to work.

-Adores watching you apply your makeup because the process is truly mesmerizing. He might not know what that weird white paint-like makeup is, but he loves it.

-Your eyes are already beautiful, he thinks, but when you put on that red eyeshadow, he thinks you look even better.

-V is a little bit jealous other people get to see you looking like this. He wishes you could stay home longer so he could keep you to himself a little longer.

[dnpbeats]

do you have any thoughts on the reveal that dnp did in fact plan the tour from before the comeback of the gaming channel?

hi anon sorry it took me 15 years to respond to this, i wanted to go back and see what I said about this topic two months ago and also see exactly what d&p said before I replied and I just never got around to it til now lol 😭 anyway. so basically what I took issue with before was the idea/theory that d&p had been actively planning the tour since before the dapg revival and brought back the gaming channel just to get ppl interested again/brought it back for the only purpose of gauging interest for a tour. which, based on what they said during the q&a, I don't think is what happened. I'm not gonna type out a word for word transcript of what they said but basically this is the gist of it:

q: when did you decide to do the tour p: a long time ago [...] I think it was pre-gaming channel comeback *gasps from audience which like LMAO me too girl me too* d: no no no that's what you said, and then I said 'people might not care let's bring back the gaming channel and then see how enthusiastic people are'

(if you want to watch for yourself it's here timestamp is linked)

for me I'm not mad at this because I don't think it's irreconcilable with what dan and phil have been saying about the gaming channel comeback/why they chose to go on tour. I don't feel like I've been lied to which would've been my issue had they been actively planning this specific tour since before the gaming channel comeback. the way I took what they said is basically like: phil said he wanted to tour again, dan said let's not put the cart before the horse, they brought back the gaming channel, they saw people still care about them, they started to plan the tour

this, in my personal opinion, still lines up with what they have said about phil convincing dan to return to joint branding ("the gaming channel"), and them choosing to go on tour to celebrate their fans and what they have created. yes we now know part of the reason for them to bring the channel back was to see if ppl still cared about them, but it wasn't brought back for the sole purpose of seeing if people wanted to come to The Terrible Influence Tour That Had Already Been Planned In Its Entirety, you know? we didn't know the full story before but that's to be expected

so long story short, am I a little surprised at the order in which things happened? yeah sure. but I don't think everything they've said about why they brought the channel back and why/when they chose to go on tour was a lie, so I have no issue with the fact that phil said he wanted to go on tour a year and a half ago and then dan said "dude slow down" LOL hopefully that makes sense 😭 basically to me there is a big distinction between wanting to go on tour, planning to go on tour, and choosing to do and planning the tour itself

[screampied]

𝓐𝓡𝓖. slow seggs w/ nanami makes me feel things 😞😞 i’m a sucker for locking fingers and forehead kisses it’s so sad </3

HOW. ARE. YA VAYGUSS 🫦‼️‼️‼️ HOWS BEEN YOUR DAY ‼️‼️‼️‼️ WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOIN RECENTLY ‼️‼️‼️‼️ i’m lowk molesting you but it’s been ages since i haven’t stopped by ???? and damn there’s a lot happening ig tell me vegas pls 🙏🏼

HAVE YOU SEEN DA OMYMPICS? ALGERIA WON THE GOLD MEDAL AT BOXING YA YA YAAA🇩🇿🇩🇿🇩🇿 imane is da queen fr ☝🏼

erm… may i know whos that sylus ppl are talking about ???😞😞😞

WHATEVER VAYGUS OMG URGENT ‼️ im plannjng on writing a fic but idk where to start and there’s a lot to describe and omg i’m in shambles rn ,,, it’s a bar setting and i never wrote about it so you have any tips for me smeggsy?😞

wtv bye bye 💋💋💋have a good day night and dreams 💕💕💕

-🌟

hiiiiii starrrrrr 💓 omg slow sex w nanami ur so right 🙂‍↕️ missionary, hand holding, EYE CONTACT, ough m gonna cry.

i’ve been okay, life has been pretty shitty lately for me but i’m trying to stay positive 😽. i’m gonna go hiking tmrw so that’s fuuuuun. hopefully the insects don’t bother me 💔. UMMM NOTHING REALLY. applying for new classes for spring term, i think I’ll do online this year. gonna get back into volleyball tho m so excited i missed my team aaah

UR FINNEEEEE no worries !!! i missed you <3 screampied has been screamping so you haven’t really missed much 👯‍♀️✨. i’m working on two fics, well mostly brainstorming for now but i think i can finish up a current fic i’ve been working on sometime soon mayhaps when i’m free

and YESSSSS I SAWWWWW. i haven’t watched all sports but ALGERIA WAS AMAZINNGGGGG. so proud, esp for brazil too !!!! 💓 have you seen the olympic breakdancing ? it’s definitely… something

sureee, sylus is basically this guy from a game called “love and deepspace” he’s so handsome 💓 he does resemble satoru a bit now that i think about it. i’d def recommend playing <3

and ooo bar setting? well to start, i’d start off with describing the scenery of the bar. ease your way into the dialogue + then the smut since you’re writing about smut. hmmm some tips, i’d say to focus highly on body language, eye contact, breathing, that sort of thing !! also, who are you writing about? 🤗 but bye bye !!!! you too x

[ni-kiiiii]

Hwang Hyunjin • Never good enough

Part 1

TW: eating disorder, angst, fluff

A/n: I know it’s been a while so I decided to start writing again.

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There you were in class paying attention to the teacher talking about who knows what. You looked at the clock and saw it was time to go home. Home meant a lot of things. It meant you had to step on your scale to check if u gained, then get off and study, then go to sleep.

You didn’t eat often because u don’t wanna gain weight. It all started when you were 13. You looked at yourself then the other girls who were skinny and pretty. Then you wondered why u didn’t look like that.

You were leaving the room. You were waking fast down the halls, so fast that you bumped into someone really hard that you fell. You impacted the floor very hard. You dropped everything in your hand.

You looked up to see the popular campus crush. His name was Hwang Hyunjin. Everyone liked him including you but it was a small crush. Unlike the other girls they were obsessed with him. So when you saw him you had quickly got up, gathered your things and said a quick sorry to him. He looked confused on why you were rushing but he didn’t do anything.

You left campus because you have your own place. Not a lot of people leave off campus. But you happened to find a nice affordable place 2 blocks away from the college campus. It had 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom, a spacious living room and a nice ass kitchen. The only reason it was affordable for only you was because your mom was best friends with the guy who owned the place.

You walked the 2 blocks and entered your building. Then in the elevator u went, then your apartment. Once you got in you took off your shoes and stepped on a scale. You looked down anxiously to see 50kgs. You were the same weight you were yesterday but you didn’t complain. You decided to take a shower first.

- time skip

You hopped out the shower and put on the house clothes that you had picked out before hand. You then took out your laptop and started doing your homework and work for college since you had nothing better to do. You cared a lot about your grades. You always aimed for a hundred nothing less. When you didn’t get a hundred you went hard on yourself because you thought you could be better. That’s probably what got you into YALE university.

When you finished all your work you checked the time. It said 10:17 that wasn’t to shabby. You had to time to study everything that you were learning so that’s exactly what you did. When you finished studying you went to bed.

-Time skip

You woke up at 6am am since you have to go to YALE at 8:20am You took about 30 minutes in the shower and 30 minutes to get ready. When picking out your clothes you chose a plated skirt and a white long sleeve with a big off white jacket, then for your feet you were dock martens.Then when get your school stuff ready you wait until it’s 8:10am to start leaving. You went on your phone during the wait time. You went to instagram and Hyunjin pictures was first to pop up. He look so good but you knew you couldn’t have him. You went into his comments and saw the thirsty girls comments you don’t blame them but there were just so many.

You continued swiping and liking ppls post but you realized you accidentally like Hyunjins insta story that he just posted. You pretended to not be bothered but you really did care. But you finally decided to check the time and I it said 8:11am. You picked up your stuff to start heading to your campus.

You put your AirPods in as you made your way out of your apartment building. You put both in because you needed to get in your zone.

While walking someone tapped you in your shoulder. You turned to look and it was Hyunjin!. Your were i shocked but you tried to hide it. You always smelt good and hopefully looked good too. So you didn’t have to worry about your appearance. You looked him in the eyes when he tapped you so you looked confident.

“ umm what’s your name again” he said shyly.

“It’s y/n” you said while trying to swiftly fix yourself.

“Ok well y/n I wanna apologize to you for bumping into really hard. Has an apology I would like to help you with anything you need and take you to a cafe place” Hyunjin said while looking you deep in your eyes since you finally had looked away.

“Oh ummm… okay I would like that but you really don’t have to” you said assuringly.

“No it’s fine I want to” he said.

You smiled but it faded away when you saw a group of girls looking at you and Hyunjin in a disgustingly way. You knew that it was because of you because everyone loved Hyunjin.

Hyunjin saw them and the way they were looking at you, and also the way your smile faded. So he grabbed your hand and started walking to campus. Your heart dropped and not because you were scared it was because your little crush was holding your hand. You made your notes now. His hands were soft, way bigger than yours, and warm. You tried to hide that you like it so you looked at him in shock.

He must’ve seen the way you looked at him and said, “ y/ninne stay calm I’m just trying to do something.”

‘ how the hell am I supposed to be calm when your holding my hand’ you thought in your head.

“ Do what Hyunjin?” You said.

“ Trying to make my ex jealous” he said embarrassed.

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A/n: I’m gonna make a part 2 and maybe a 3. I hope u guys enjoyed this.💗

[rodolfoparras]

Pinky promise I will write more for the concept of turning homophobic dude into your puppy and breeding bitch as soon as I have time. I also wanted to write you something for your birthday but I genuinely don't have time at all 😔

Since my co-worker is on vacation and we only work one shift (aka mine) I am swarmed the entire day and I have cried from stress nearly every day this week and I basically never cry. Also I had customer yell at me and threaten me two days ago and I was certain he would attack me?? He might've if another customer didn't walk in and it was for his mistake too. And when I tried to tell him that and offer to correct it, he got worse. Thankfully my manager is really nice and he told me I could've called him and police and that I should next time.

I really miss being here and every day and interacting with people but like...I barely see my dog because most of them home is spent sleeping. And the play I'm in is in like two weeks and I didn't have time or energy to properly learn my lines yet and we're supposed that have rehearsals before work next week and ngl I feel like throwing myself off of the building. (And I didn't even start with my final paper for college). Also I had bit of a cold and hell of a sore throat, I could barely speak and it hurt to swallow :((

There was so much I wanted to talk about and comment on but I literally don't have energy to type and I wish I could psychically send my thoughts to my phone. I hope you're doing better than I am though ✨🫶🏻 I'm on a hunt for less stressful job, hopefully something online so I can do it when I start college again this year (after two years).

(and side note but I love the idea of period sex but in reality because of my pcos and other problems, I am in way too much pain to do anything irl which sucks. But there are fanfics and roleplaying 😌 and the anon who mentioned this and said they have vampire thing are so real, me too bestie. And thank you for providing links of my husband, trans Simon is elite)

-🔮

Dw sugar bee!! You pop in whenever you have time!! And besides I appreciate the fact that you wanted to write me something sweet in the first place as we say down there it’s like you already did it so thank you lovey!

Sugar bee :(( that sounds absolutely horrible I’m so sorry angel customer service can be hell on earth especially down in the Balkans they really should have security work alongside cashier bc that’s what they do here you never know what can happen you know it’s okay to feel upset about it and cry it out just rmr that it was his fault and customers in general can be devils my cousin worked at a store for a short period of time and she says every time she passes it she gets physically sick bc ppl can be so nasty

And again like I said pop in whenever you can I understand you’re very busy rn and I hope things become less stressful so you can get some rest and spend time with your baby and of course to pop in here but I also have to say I admire you for balancing a job school and hobbies bc personally I wouldn’t be able to withstand this 😭

I also hope you get a much easier job so you don’t get burn out no offense but isn’t life crazy like you’re doing everything that’s expected of us have a job do school hobbies and you’re on the verge of getting burned out every day I am reminded of the hell on earth this is our society

Fanfics and roleplaying are definitely a good way to go about it! I mean might as well take the chance and have a vampire role play with your partner I mean who said that :/

[ca-suffit]

I know most of the time the fandom's racism is talked about here (and for good reason), but I hope it's okay to send you something about the show. I think, for myself, I have come to terms with not being able to continue to watch the show in the future, due to the ending of the finale and Rolin Jones' approach for the next season, but I still cannot stop being angry at all of it. Two seasons we saw the racialized abuse Louis suffered at Lestat's hands, we saw something akin to a slavecatcher scene when he went after Claudia to drag her back home, we saw how her turning actually happened and subsequently how dubious any consent from Louis was when it came to loustat's relationship afterwards. We saw the trial framing the two black characters as evil along with racist caricatures and Lestat going along with the plan to kill his daughter. And despite all that, Jones wants the next season to be about forgiveness. For Louis to forgive him. A white character who has abused his black husband and child and instead of continuing to show a difficult but interesting and nuanced relationship, we are just supposed to move on from the domestic violence and the child abuse. And I know many Lestat fans claim he is innocent anyways, so that means it was just the evil brown man and the lying black man who are at fault, which also reeks of racism. I cannot for the life of me see any other reason for all the things that Jones is saying, other than that he, just as Anne Rice, really really wants to have Lestat be the good guy. I would love to hear your or your followers take on it. (Thank you for this blog, it's nice to be able to talk about things like this that would get you hate anywhere else)

Hi, it's fine to talk about the show too! I'm glad ppl find this space helpful, so it's open to a lot of discussions as time goes tbh.

I think it's ttly understandable if some fans want to stop watching and nobody should be made to feel bad about it. The fandom's condescending attitude towards feelings like this, as if ur "stupid" for feeling it bcuz don't u know that Lestat didn't do all that??? is....just fucked up tbh.

For my personal idea of how I assume it's going to go is that Lestat is never going to be "innocent" or "the good one" like some fans want to believe. This isn't Anne Rice where everything is retconned every other book (he's still a jerk in the books anyway, so...). Everyone here is complicated and traumatized and always will be. I think what's going to happen is audiences need to find more peace at understanding that there is no "right" version of any story. Louis and Claudia's perception of Lestat is real to them (and also could have rly happened entirely as shown too!). It doesn't make them liars, it doesn't make the scenes "fake." The abuse has already been admitted to by all witnesses in at least one (major) instance that (Lestat) ppl wanted to be fake the whole time prior. Idk if they're gonna in depth explore this but it would help if they did. Interracial relationships are always going to have misunderstandings bcuz of racial differences. Lestat is already shown to be ignorant on these topics so it's not difficult to understand how he could double down on shit that means nothing to him but everything to Louis and Claudia. U see even Sam using the excuse sometimes of "well he's a vampire and he sees things as a vampire, not a person." The thing ppl need to understand is that feeling "right" doesn't mean u are and it doesn't mean ur actions and words don't have an impact on others that maybe u didn't intend.

I don't expect the show to wash all of that away and say "Louis is a big, fat liar and nothing u saw was real LOL!!!" bcuz....what the fuck. I'm sure Lestat will reflect on events of IWTV the way he does in the books, and I'm *sure* his stans will say that's "the truth," but I don't expect the show is gonna be trying to say it is. It's just *his* version of events. Hopefully they don't downplay a lot of it bcuz I don't think that's gonna go over well tbh. But otherwise, I do feel like forgiveness as a theme is possible.....v long term. I think what the show fumbled was shoving Lestat into the end of S2 in a far too positive light all at once to feel believable. It definitely came across like there's a hidden agenda about him waiting around the corner. That's not what happens in the books, but it's no surprise why nobody (of the typical book ppl) is bringing that up when it paints Lestat in a *better* light. It felt forced and awful to the audience tho, who literally has only known this man as everything u listed. Even for me, knowing the books, it felt like a mess. I guess they had to soften him a little for S3 to keep viewers, but I feel like it could have been done a different way. This came across as feeling exactly what u put, that it's gonna be an "instant" forgiveness. I don't believe that's what's *rly* going to happen, but I am interested in how the opening of the next season is gonna feel.

The books between IWTV and TVL are jarring like this too, but the books are about white men. The weight of all this racial violence isn't hanging over it all between them. Trying to translate all of this to a visual medium that needs to retain viewers but also race swapped characters is....a lot. Idk if they're gonna do it well, we'll have to see.

Obviously anyone else can give feedback too. That's my perspective thru this anon account but I'm def not asking anyone to keep watching if ur just over it and done. That's ttly understandable. I think a lot of ppl feel this way tbh, especially black fans.

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Apparently Jonathan's character has degraded in the latest season and "he's become worse than ever", now a lot of ppl are against that, and so am I, Jonathan Byers, bad? Jonathan Byers, worse? These words don't compliment each other even at the least.

But despite being a Jonboy defender and stan, I gotta admit that his personality has in fact degraded, and a lot of ppl say that his character was poorly written and that's why he became the way he did.

I don't think that's the case though, I think it's realistic and it was bound to happen, I mean just imagine having an abusive father, having to take care of your brother (he loves to do that, don't get me wrong), saving your brother from your father, taking care of your whole family, being the "man" of the family ever since you're a literal kid, being the "town freak" with absolutely no friends but your little brother and even he goes missing and you blame yourself for that, you see your mother going absolutely crazy over it and you see your brother being dead, and your mother going crazier and crazier and when you do get some news about your brother, apparently he's in an alternate dimension and even when he gets rescued, nothing is the same ever since! You see your favorite person, your little brother, your kid, fading away and when things finally start to go normally, well let's just say it doesn't last for even a year and soon you have to move out of the life you have been used to since forever, the house, the town, the people and that only person who understood, the person who felt so close to home, the person who is the love of your life, you have to bid farewell to her too, and when you actually did move out and bid farewell you feel like you're not good enough for her? For your girlfriend, for your family or for no one? (He is the best for them in every way just so you know though), so you feel like you need to choose between either your family or the love of your life and meanwhile forget that you have the right to have a choice of your own and that isn't even the worst part, the worst part is that you think you're not good enough for your girlfriend because apparently you, who has taken every step to keep your family and brother safe, have raised your brother just like your own baby, and has made sure that he never feels left out and made sure that he feels loved at all time, are turning like that abusive jerk father of yours that didn't give a shit when your brother went missing and only came by for the money, you think you're turning like him which makes no sense at all but in that little depressed and anxious brain of yours it does, so you feel the need to be addicted and stoned and even when you feel like you're slipping away from everything and everyone, especially your little brother, you can't stop it because that's the only thing that helps you keep your mind off of life.

So yes, season 4 Jonathan isn't the best but that's 100% justified, however no matter how stoned or out of touch he has become, he's still Jonathan Byers at the core and hopefully s5 is gonna prove that too.