#And I do know who needs to hear this but I blocked them. There was a strong chance that they'd double down and insist theyre just having fun
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Can you do a little blurb of Nico asking you to be his valentine 🥺
he’d been a little off all day, but not in a bad way. he just seemed…sneaky. and nervous. two adjectives you’d never normally use to describe nico, but here you are, sitting on the couch watching an early 2000’s rom com while he sends nervous glances your way every few seconds.
he keeps looking at the door, too, making you suspicious as to what (or who) is going to be coming through it.
about halfway through the movie you hear several quick knocks on the door, the sound making nico jump up like the apartment was on fire.
“i’ll go get it! stay here, it might be a stranger,” is what he rushes out, his accent thick and jumbling his words a bit. he all but runs to the door, only cracking it to whisper at whoever is on the other side.
your interest is very obviously piqued, and you’re extra tuned in to what’s happening in the small entry way, despite trying to pretend it’s not.
“y/n, i need you to close your eyes,” you hear nico ring out to you, a hint of nerves and stress in his tone.
you sit up straight from your lounged position, confusion taking over.
“neeks, why do i need to close my eyes? who’s out there? what’s going on?”
“please, just close your eyes,” he basically whines, not wanting you to ruin the surprise before it’s even in the apartment.
with an amused sigh, you comply. “okay, they’re closed. tell me when i can open them again.”
you hear hushed voices, two of them. very familiar voices.
“jack? luke? is that you?” you ask, hands still over your eyes to block your vision.
“hey y/n!” luke’s cheery voice fills the space, followed by a thud, a grunt, and jack’s voice whisper shouting “dude, you were told to be quiet. shut up!”
nico groans lowly, knowing he shouldn’t have recruited them for help.
you hear shuffling and clanking before the footsteps and noises stop, almost making you nervous for what scene you can’t see is unfolding.
“okay, before you open your eyes, i need you to know that only one of these things was my idea and the other was unknown to me until i opened the door. so, just be prepared. you’ll know which one was my idea. i hope,” nico’s nervous voice moves closer to you, until you feel his hands close around your wrists from behind.
he’s leaning over the back of the couch you’re sitting on, his heat radiating off his chest onto your back.
“alright, on the count of three,” nico whispers into your ear, letting his lips brush against the skin.
“one,” you hear a snicker from jack or luke, you can’t really tell.
“two,” you notice nico’s hands are oddly sweaty.
“three,” his hands tremble only slightly as he moves your own away from your face, not knowing what sight awaits you as your eyes adjust from the darkness you were just in.
when you can see more than just stars again, you’re met with an image you never, in your life, thought you’d see.
blocking the tv you were just watching, was a massive floral arrangement. it was in the shape of a heart, with bright red roses in the outline of the heart, followed by soft pink roses a little further inward, and white roses filling out the center.
in the middle of the foliage was a “be my valentine?” spelled out in a mixture of black roses and some other flower you couldn’t name. it was beautiful, really. a little eccentric, but absolutely gorgeous.
the flowers weren’t even what grabbed your attention, though.
what you were focused on, was the two characters stood on either side of the arrangement.
luke and jack stood on either side of the large display, in skin colored body suits, headbands with slinky antenna hearts on their heads, sporting adult diapers, fake bows and heart shaped arrows in hand, and wearing costume angel wings on their backs.
“you’ve been love bombed!!” luke shouts before they both take the heart shaped arrows and twist the base, setting off an explosion of red, pink, and white confetti to reign down on you and all of the furniture in the room.
it all happened so fast you truly didn’t know how to react, mouth dropping open in surprise.
nico mumbled what you assumed were curse words in swiss-german before standing straight up to brush the confetti out of his hair.
“for fucks sake you two, you never told me you were going to cover the whole living room in confetti you asshats.”
“well you never told us we couldn’t,” jack shrugs at nico’s words, clearly very proud of their small contribution to nico’s romantic gesture.
the three start bickering back and forth, arguing over who’s going to clean the living room up and if jack or luke has to pay for the cleaners to come in and remove the million pieces of paper.
still trying to process if what you just witnessed really happened, you come back to your sense a bit and interrupt the argument.
“wait, wait wait wait,” you gain their attention, standing up as the three men in front of you fall silent, watching you dust off all the confetti that landed on you. “nico…we’ve been dating for two years…why are you asking me to be your valentine?”
nico stares at you through the silence, his face void of any previous emotion.
“you know, it’s so funny you ask him that, because i said the same thing when he ordered this ridiculous thing the other day after practice,” jack is the one to break the silence, causing nico to turn and give him a glare that could kill.
“cap, it’s a valid question. i mean, wouldn’t this kind of be pre-dating stuff? not ‘already living together and sleeping together every night’ stuff?” luke chimes in, his comment earning a slight growl from nico before the scene erupts into chaos once again.
nico lunges towards luke, luke screams and runs behind the couch, jack is laughing so hard he’s bent over, nico is having a stand off with luke trying to gauge which direction he’s going to run, and you’re standing there, in the middle of it all.
once luke makes a run for it, nico started chasing him throughout the apartment, managing to get just within reach enough to rip the diaper off of his body, a now naked-looking luke streaking through the space.
“good lord what did i sign myself up for?” you ask jack, who’s just now coming down from his fit of giggles and laughter.
“happy valentine’s day, mrs. cap. you’re stuck with us.” jack answers, wiping at his eyes.
“well, i didn’t technically say yes before all hell broke loose,” you point out, hearing a squeal, letting you know nico caught up to luke.
“pshhh, as if you’d say no and deny yourself of all this fun.”
nico comes around the corner, pulling luke by his ear and handful of curls, mumbling to him about how he needs to apologize to you for making an inappropriate comment involving your sex life with nico, even though it wasn’t even the worst that’s ever been said to you.
“nah, you’re right, i couldn’t ever say no. i’d miss you all too much,” you think about how comical the whole thing has really been, the entertainment way better than the long forgotten movie still playing on the tv behind you.
#this probably isn’t what you were thinking#but i’m in a silly writing mood as opposed to a serious one#so this is what ye old brain produced#i hope you enjoy it!!#hockey#nhl#new jersey devils#nico hischier#nico hischier blurb#nico hischier fanfic#nico hischier imagine#nico hischier one shot#nico hischier x reader#nico hischier x y/n#nico hischier x you#jack hughes#luke hughes#nh13#nhl fanfic#nhl fic#nhl fanfiction#hockey blurb#hockey fic
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Black Dahlia - 32. Reunification Day
Summary: Reunification Day. A day of celebration for most of Navarre. But not for everyone. Sometimes it's best not to judge a book by its cover.
Garrick Tavis x OC (Dahlia Aetos)
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Another year, another Reunification Day. A day I never enjoyed celebrating even though I should. It signified the end of the Rebellion. And yet it never sat right with me. Something always feeling off about what had happened. But maybe that was because I never trusted my father. A father who would definitely have my head if I didn’t turn up. I adjust the sash, knowing if my uniform is less than perfect I would get a talking to. Like it would matter. I was bound to get a talking to tonight regardless of what I did or how I looked.
I give myself one more glance in the mirror before pushing open my door and locking it behind me. Dain would be here any moment and I’d rather not give him the opportunity to come into my room. As I step back into the corridor I collide with someone walking behind me, both of us stumbling at the impact.
”Sorry I-” My words die in my mouth as I turn and see Garrick standing behind me.
For a brief moment he looks sad, but as his eyes travel down my body I watch them harden as he takes in my uniform. His jaw ticking with irritation.
”You ready to-” Bodhi joins us in the hallway, stopping as he notes the stare down Garrick and I are locked in.
”Of course you would be celebrating today.” He mutters to me with a shake of his head, any hint of sadness I’d seen gone.
This was the first time I’d been close to Garrick since that night. Only seeing him at a distance around the Quadrant or in Battle Brief. No longer turning up after hours at the gym like he use to, or sitting with us at meals when he could get away with not sitting with leadership. And now being this close again, I was suddenly reminded of the sting of betrayal I had felt that night. And I hated how my body responded to him. Hated how my heart rate picked up as I look into his hazel eyes. Hated how my body relaxed as his familiar smell of leather, smoke, mixed with the woodsy spice of cedar and sandalwood.
”Not that I owe you any explanation, but if I had the choice I wouldn’t be going. They might celebrate, but I do not. I unfortunately have appearances to up hold.” I hiss at him, Bodhi looking between us as if unsure he should stop what was going on.
Garrick scoffs at my words, shaking his head again at me. “And here I thought you didn’t give a shit about appearances and what people thought of you.” He snarls at me.
I inwardly flinch at his words. He was right. But there was another meaning to today. One they didn’t know about and one I wouldn’t indulge in. “You’re right, I don’t. So I don’t care what you think about me right now.”
An awkward silence falls over us, Bodhi still looking torn if he should step in or let this play out. I note both of them aren’t dressed in dress uniform, both of them dressed in flight leathers instead. I don’t blame them. If I could be out flying I would join them.
”Dahlia.” Dain calls from a few doors down. Least he knew to keep his distance.
I turn and walk towards him, hearing the scoff from Garrick loud and clear as if he was standing next to me. It shouldn’t bother me, but it does way more than it should. I hear Bodhi talking to him behind me, but I block out whatever they say, not needing it to play on my mind. Not today.
”What did they want?” Dain asks as he falls into step next to me.
”Nothing important.” I tell him bluntly as we join the crowd heading to the celebrations.
Garrick
“What the hell was that?” Bodhi barks at me, shoving me in the shoulder.
I shove his hand away, turning my back on the crowd of cadets heading towards the celebration of our downfall.
”None of you damn business.” I grumble at him as we head towards the door at the other end of the first year dormitories.
”Like hell it is. I’ve watched you pinning over her for the better half of this year. I was literally pleading your case to her when you stumbled through around the corner with your tongue down some random girls throat.” He nearly yells at me.
I turn on my heel, stopping in my tracks as Bodhi walks into me, stumbling back a few steps from the impact. “I am very aware of the fact I fucked up. I’m very fucking aware that I threw any chance I had with her down the drain because I got drunk and then thought I’d never have a chance with her. And then I realise I did when I saw how broken she looked because of me. I don’t need you reminding me!”
”So what are you going to do about it?” Xaden states from behind me. I look over my shoulder to see him leaning against the archway giving me a pointed stare, though I note it’s lacking it’s usual edge. He’d been through a lot recently and today was just icing on the cake for the mood he’d been in.
I shake my head, “It doesn’t matter. Nothing I do will change what she thinks of me now.” I mutter before turning and pushing past Xaden towards the flight field.
Every time I looked at her it was a damn reminder of the stupid decision I had made that night. I had convinced myself that it didn’t matter what I’d done. That I’d actually done what she’d wanted from me to even give me a chance. Unaware that Bodhi had actually pleaded my case to her. Had actually convinced her the rumours that had spread in the Quadrant were actually true. But as I’d met her eyes that night I knew I had messed up. That I’d fucked up any chance I’d had with the girl I’d told myself time and time again I didn’t want, didn’t need. But I did. I wanted her more than anything despite everything telling me I didn’t. She was an Aetos. A daughter of our enemy. The daughter of someone who stood by and watched it all happen. And yet time and time again throughout this year she had proved that she was not. Time and time again she had proven me wrong, met me step for step and had schooled me multiple times. And each time she did she wormed herself in more and more without even knowing what she was doing.
”So what are you going to do about it?” Chradh states in my head, no teasing tone that usually comes with anything to do with her as I step into the flight field.
I look up at him from the entry to the flight field. “Like I said to Xaden there’s nothing I can do. You saw my memories. You saw how she looked at me. There’s nothing I can do to fix that.”
”I honestly didn’t think you’d give up this easily.” He challenges, narrowing his golden eyes on me.
”Then what do you think I should do?” I snap at him.
”Go show her you actually care. Open up to her and let her in.” He drawls as if now bored with the situation. “Or don’t. But don’t you dare mope around if you choose to do nothing.”
I turn around, pushing past Xaden and Bodhi who look confused at my sudden change in direction.
”Where the hell are you going?” Bodhi calls out to me.
I turn to look at them, “I’m going to prove her wrong.”
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Have you seen my cat?
Genre: fluff, meet cute.
Pairing: Minghao x reader.
Yuin's note: I would love to write and develop this idea further but idk, let me know what you think.
It had already been more than three days since the last time you knew anything about him. The apartment felt strange even though all your things were in the same place, but he wasn’t there, and you were already starting to notice the difference.
You sighed deeply, sinking into the living room couch and staring at the horizon through the window in front of you. The tall buildings partially blocked the sunset, while you, in the same way, felt like you were fading away. That gloomy feeling stayed with you until you went to sleep.
The next morning, you got up with new strength and decided to look after him, it didn't even matter that you didn't know where to start your searching. After a routine workday at the office, you returned with the search for his whereabouts. However, just like the previous days, there were no results.
Head down, you took a seat in the outside garden of some house, and as you watched the sunset of the fourth day without him, thick tears filled your eyes and you didn't bother holding them back. But then, a voice interrupted your thoughts.
That person cleared their throat. “Good afternoon, do you need anything?”
You jumped in your seat and tried to dry your tears. “I’m sorry, I just… I was tired.”
You looked up with a certain fear, thinking you’d meet the angry face of some man annoyed that a stranger was sitting in his property. However, you found a young man standing next to you, his face glowing with curiosity and innocence. For a moment, he reminded you of him…
“I don’t want to bother you, but…” his voice was calm and gentle, “if you need help, you can tell me, and I’ll see what I can do for you.”
He extended his hand toward you and offered a friendly smile before introducing himself. “My name is Xu Minghao, and I’m the owner of this nursery.”
You shook his hand and after saying your name in a whisper, you glanced toward the house behind you and your eyes couldn’t believe how such a beautiful garden had gone unnoticed by you.
Despite being your first time appreciating that magical place, you’d already heard his name (apparently quite popular in the small town) mentioned by your coworkers, as the couldn’t stop talking about the handsome young man who ran the old nursery a few blocks away, caring for the plants as if they were his own family.
But it wasn’t just his elegant demeanor or the way he smiled—there was something else that left you speechless and for a moment, he made you forget your intrusive thoughts. But it was only for a very brief moment…
You stood up and took a deep breath to calm yourself. “Excuse me… You…”
His gaze and his full attention were on you, and it made you a little anxious.
“It’s okay, I’m listening.”
“Have you seen my cat?”
Minghao tilted his head slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed in the middle. “Your cat?”
You rummaged through your bag, looking for your phone, and showed him your wallpaper. “This is my cat. He’s been missing for more than three days.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, it must be terrible for you.”
You didn’t respond, just lowered your gaze and nodded slowly. It was very difficult to put into words how much you missed his presence, coming home and being greeted by his purring, or the way he curls up with you for bedtime.
Small tears started to fill the corner of your eyes, and the last thing you wanted to do was to make that kind man feel uncomfortable with your presence, and before you could just run away, he spoke.
“Let me do something for you.”
“Something… for me?”
“Yes, let me help you,” he said, stepping back slightly and extending his hand as an invitation. “Come in.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t, I’m in a hurry, and…”
“It won’t take long, I promise.”
You swallowed hard, thinking about how much you simply wanted to turn around and leave, but you nodded, and with some hesitation, stepped into the garden.
“I’ll give you a gift,” he explained, walking ahead of you, “to keep you company in these difficult times.”
You shrugged and made a slight grimace. “Thanks, but I’m not good at taking care of plants.”
“Oh, don’t worry,” he turned to give you a smile, “I have a friend that I’m sure you can take care of.”
You gave a faint smile. “A… friend?”
Minghao said nothing, just gestured for you to come closer. When you took a few steps toward him, you heard a very familiar sound coming from nearby. Behind a flowerpot, a white, fluffy tail stretched out, and when you called his name, it revealed itself as a white cat that happily ran toward you.
“I was starting to worry about his owner,” Hao said to himself.
You were so happy to see him again—the only friend you had in that city—that you forgot about Minghao for a moment. “Don’t run off like that again, please,” you murmured, cuddling the cat in your arms. “I missed you so much, Vanilla.”
“I found him three days ago, sleeping on a sack of seeds” Hao explained. “And I guess he liked my food, because he didn't leave”.
“Thank you for taking care of Vanilla” you said with a bright smile, “He’s such a docile cat and I was afraid someone might have hurt him.”
“It was my pleasure to have his company. Actually, it made me think that I should adopt a cat for me.”
“Oh, can I go with you?” you blurted out, just to end up shrugging in shyness. “You know, I have one, and… I know a thing or two.”
Hao smiled and tilted his head slightly, his deep gaze resting on you with curiosity and perhaps, just perhaps, something a little further. “How about this weekend? At two in the afternoon”
You nodded slowly, unable to articulate a word. The silence lingered for a few seconds, during which the two of you simply held each other’s gaze, until you felt a soft warmth on your cheeks, trying your best not to smile.
“Saturday, at two!” you stammered as you walked towards the exit of the garden. “I’ll come pick you up!”
And as you turned to leave he called out your name, making you slowly turn on your heels.
“Remember to put an address on Vanilla’s collar,” Hao hesitated a little, “you know… If he comes by again… I know where to go.”
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The Rise of Team E-Scope Headcanons: Part Six
Ask and ye shall receive. This one is for @subaquatic0mess and @hyacinthus420 , who both asked for more Team E-Scope in my asks!
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Anything Yukon Do, I Can Do Better:
• Eva feels really bad at the start of this episode because she had gone to Noah to ask for a hair tie since hers snapped while she was sleeping, and her luggage was still located in the economy class storage bins and she didn't want to go through the hassle of taking out her bag and whatever other bags were blocking hers, rummage through till she found her bag specifically for bathroom/self care stuff and find the even smaller bag of hair ties. So she figured to just cut out all the middle stuff and ask her friend.
Katie had gone with her because she wanted to ask Noah for spare hair ties too so she could carry them for just in case, and they wouldn't have to bug him every time.
When they got back to first place, they were in time to see Cody trying to pull his foot away from Sierra and her talking about the pressure point between the tarsal bones. Eva got a warning chill hearing that and sped up her walk to help throw Sierra away from him, but she was a bit too late to stop the temporary paralysis from happening. She did throw Sierra away from Cody still.
Eva yelled at her other teammates for not doing anything, but they just dismissed her. She wanted to explode at them, but she held her tongue, not wanting her temper to be her downfall again. But her and Katie did move Cody to one of the couches and guarded him.
• Leshawna is a little sad Harold is gone. She really wanted to play this game with him more. But she was touched that he left her his lucky yo-yo. She even proudly showed it off to DJ when he asked where she found it.
• When they ask where they are going, Noah can't help but throw out the quip about the place having none of Chef's Candy Fish Tails. He tried one after their challenge in Tokyo was over, and...it wasn't the worst thing, but it wasn't exactly tasty either. It was barely edible, and he doubted the snack would sell. Usually when Chef was selling something it was of great quality so he was more than a little suspicious if they were actually a product or if Chris had Chef cook up something awful just for the fun of it. Or in the hopes they cast would eat it for some laughs.
• Noah was impressed yet annoyed when he noticed Alejandro put Owen asleep with a pressure point but had no time to reflect on it, given his seat belt ripped. "Perfect."
He could already feel himself moving away and up from his seat before Izzy yelled, "I got ya NoNo!" And he felt her legs wrap around his chest tightly. Her insane leg strength helpfully kept him in place, but he just knew the bruises he would develop would be ugly.
• When he fell into the snow after they "landed," Noah decided he was already done with today. It was freezing! He was freezing! He could already feel himself starting to shake. Izzy thankfully noticed and wrapped herself around him when they stood up. It helped a little.
• Trent kept shooting Gwen worried looks because he knew she ran slightly colder than usual. She has poor circulation.
• When Heather brought up the jacket and Chris said he ordered them, Noah had to hold in a snort because he was the one who ordered them. But when Chris said they weren't coming for at least six months, Noah nearly shouted the truth but held back because he really did not need any of his competitors to know just how involved he had been in planning this season. Thankfully, after Chris signaled the cameras to cut, he said, "That was a joke. we do have the coats, and they should have been out here already, but the interns forgot and are bringing them now. So don't even think of suing. Looking at you, Courtney. But play up the joke, will ya? Make it seem you're really freezing."
"I don't need to act." Noah grit out. Everyone missed the worried look Chris sent him before the host told them the cameras were gonna start rolling again.
• The suggestion of huddling was taken, and Katie and Sadie immediately hugged each other while Katie pulled Eva and Cody into their hug. Thankfully, she did it right before Sierra could grab Cody.
Izzy, Lindsay, and Leshawna huddled up to Alejandro.
Tyler, DJ, Trent, and Justin huddled together. Though Trent wanted to pull Gwen into their group, he knew it would look weird, so he tried to catch her eye to see if she wanted to join them or another group but he wasn't successful.
He wasn't successful because Gwen was doing her best not to look toward him because she found herself wanting to go to him. All she could think of was he gave her the best hugs and he always made sure she was warm if they had been on a date and it was cold.
When Noah tried to huddle with Bridgette, she pushed him a little too roughly away and stating she had a boyfriend. She didn't know it was him, and after their talk, she had been up all night thinking back on her interactions with Alejandro, and she was just really worked up and stressed. She felt bad when she realized it was him and that she caused him to fall into the snow once more. She immediately tried to apologize but Owen had already scooped Noah out of the snow and ran him to Izzy in a tizzy.
"Izzy! Noah got pushed into the snow again, and my little buddy is getting too cold his lips are turning blue! What do we do!?"
Owen knew about Noah's anemia, but he never really knew what to do to help and panicked. Thankfully, Izzy got an idea and detached from Alejandro to grab Noah and shoved him at Alejandro. Alejandro, Lindsay, and Leshawna hissed when they felt how cold Noah was, but Noah was trying not to die because Izzy shoved his face into Alejandro's chest.
He could not deny that the taller boy was warm, though, so he just let himself concentrate on said warmth.
• Everyone missed Chris and Chef's faces when they saw this and how Chris snapped at the interns to bring the jackets faster!
• Once they were in their jackets, Noah couldn't help but smile and snuggle into his. If Alejandro saw this and thought the sight was absolutely adorable, no, he didn't. Shut up.
• Izzy does not miss Alejandro sneaky little smile to Bridgette while Chef gave Chris some cocoa, but Noah did because his fave was still pressed into Alejandro's chest. The bookworm was now warm enough that he started feeling sleepy because Izzy, Lindsay, and Leshawna hugging him felt like one of his weighted blankets.
• When Sierra admitted to interviewing Chris's school teachers, the admission had Chef putting his husband behind him.
• Noah wants it known for the record that he hated the name Chris gave the challenge, "Total Drama the Icicle?" Really? He would have called it Total Drama On Ice.
• Leshawna made sure to pull her team to the side for a strategy meeting. As much as her and Heather had gotten closer, she still didn't trust the girl when it came to competition, and she did not want her to overhear her.
• When he got launched off the ice by Owen, Noah was ready to give up, but he was picked up by someone, and to his horror, it was Justin. The model started to carry him over the ice while complimenting him and laughing when Noah started yelling at him to put him down.
• The accidental kiss still happens between Alejandro and Bridgette, like I said, but she absolutely refuses the second offer by gently telling Alejandro while she appreciates his attention and how nice he is she has a boyfriend. It threw off Alejandro enough that he barely heard her say she was going on.
He was snapped out of it when his team reached him, though.
• Eva is pulling for Team Amazon
DJ for Team Victory
And Tyler is still pulling for Team Chris.
•Their sleigh doesn't actually have anything radioactive in it, but Chris made sure the props looked authentic and knowing Izzy as he unfortunately does he makes sure to put glowing, edible, skin safe, goop in the boxes.
• Alejandro missed Izzy and Noah giving each other knowing looks and their discreet little high five when his team reached him at the meeting point because they had seen Bridgette leave the guy and the resulting confused expression.
• As they continued, Noah handed out hand warmers to his team. Alejandro noticed he pulled them from his utility belt and added the items to his growing list.
• Alejandro still took off his shirt to distract Bridgette, but he also took off his coat. He only out them back on when his team reached him, and Noah may have been a little distracted by the sight.
• Heather tried to whip Eva once, but Eva caught the whip in her teeth and tugged it out of Heather's hand. She then proceeded to break the handle of the whip on her knee. Her team was pretty damn quiet after that.
• To help Tyler move better. Noah used the "radioactive" goop on the bottom of his sneakers, pulled out some small screws he carried, and made makeshift ice cleats. His scolded himself for not bringing any chains. (Though that was silly given, he doesn't work with chains enough to carry some to replace.)
• Alejandro added that to his list as well.
• No, I'm stuck to a pole song. I think it's catchy as hell, but Idk what the song would be instead.
• Noah injured his ankle when Owen caused the ice bridge to crack since Owen caught himself on his ankle. Climb up order was Owen, Noah, Trent, Justin, Izzy, Alejandro, then Tyler. Trent noticed he was having a hard time walking and helped Noah back onto their sleigh.
• Alejandro was impressed when Noah made Owen lean forward, and he yelled for everyone to lean forward. They won with Team Victory coming in second and Amazon losing.
• Alejandro saw his team celebrating and Bridgette walking up. He thought perhaps she was going to talk to him, but she instead approached Noah and pulled him aside. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he did see them hug, and when they got closer, he heard Bridgette thank Noah for talking to her and setting her right.
• Well, now~
Alejandro was intrigued.
• Team Amazon goes to the elimination room, but Chris announces that the challenge was indeed a reward. He originally planned on it being another elimination, but he knew Heather was very at risk of being thrown off, and he needed her for the views. Also, he felt bad that Noah got hurt during the challenge, and if Eva somehow got voted off by Heather smooth talking her way out of elimination he knew that would make his assistant feel worse.
• So reward yay!
• Noah thought it was amusing that Lindsay used his name in place of Tyler for this episode. He had to give it to her. Girl could commit to a bit.
• Chris decided to play off the bit for the episode at the end, and he loved the reaction it got from Tyler. He was so going to give Lindsay a small bonus for her commitment.
• They don't stay in the Yukon. This is one place they don't stay in. They fly out of there. Chef was worried that by staying, it would freeze their fuel. Heating or no heating in the plane. He didn't wanna risk it.
• That night, Alejandro watched Noah more closely and noticed how much he hung out with Izzy and Eva and Owen. If they made it to the merge, that was a solid and big alliance number. Hell, that was a big alliance number to begin with! He determined there was more to this Team E-Scope, and there was definitely more to Noah. So he decided he would get close to Noah and, by extension, Team E-Scope.
• Noah, of course, noticed this and came to the conclusion that Alejandro must have seen something that made him notice Noah more and guessed that their unofficial official team leader was more than likely suspicious of him and his friends. He's impressed he caught on so quickly but annoyed for the same reason. But that's fine. Two could play at the pretend friend game.
• Noah acts a little receptive to Alejandro's try at bonding, and he sees he has him, hook, line, and sinker.
• This was gonna be fun.
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#total drama world tour#td alejandro#tdwt#alenoah#td noah#total drama#td izzy#td owen#td eva#td courtney#td bridgette#td dj#td leshawna#td lindsay#td sadie#td cody#td heather#td gwen#td katie#td sierra#td tyler#td trent#td justin#trote au#rise of team escope au#tdwt headcanons#td headacnons
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The More Things Change, the More Things Stay the Same
Vaunite Viktor and Runaway Jayce AU
Just an idea, but this just sprung on me and I had a big lightbulb moment.
Jayce goes to the undercity to buy parts for his less than legal experiments from Ekko’s shop. Like he had been doing for a while. And that’s how he knows Viktor, who is mentoring Ekko, and also works under Silco and is a former student of Singed. Since he decided to continue to work with Singed as a child, he never left to join the college in Piltover. Viktor did his best to keep Jayce at a distance at first, despising the Pilties, but Jayce was extremely persistent in befriending Viktor, the enchanting, mysterious, incredibly intelligent Zaunite scientist and engineer. And Viktor could only resist Jayce’s advances for so long before this incredibly sweet and surprisingly smart big oaf of a man began to grow on him. So they become somewhat well acquainted friends over time.
Marcus, after a particularly frustrating meeting with Silco, has some of his officers tail Viktor, Silco’s assistant, to try and dig up some more information and dirt on what Silco’s secret plans are. But Viktor is smart, and slippery, but not at all fast. He manages to lose the Piltover cops tailing him, but what he doesn’t know is that after they leave, they discover Jayce, obviously a Piltie, sneaking into the undercity and follow him to Ekko’s shop where Viktor is now waiting to meet up with him. No one but Vander sees the police there watching them.
Skip ahead to the Incident™️where Jayce’s apartment gets blown up. It’s less of an accident this time, and the kids don’t have anything to do with it. This time it’s the corrupt Piltover police force. Later that week, when Jayce is out with Caitlyn, the Piltover police illegally raid and search his apartment, and make it look like a break in. They try to find any connection he might have to Silco and the Undercity, but all they find are his weird experiments. So they grab anything fishy- and valuable looking, and make to leave. But one of the cops drops a crystal and it explodes as they run out the door. Jayce is a block away when he and Caitlyn hear the explosion, and discover his place in ruins and a lot of his stuff missing. But thankfully he had his research notebook on hand so it wasn’t taken.
The police of course claim that the break in was the work of Zaunite children, and avoid being held responsible. Using the excuse to patrol Zaun and harass anyone who they might think is suspicious for other reasons. But unlike before, the university doesn’t feel the need to search his apartment for anything left, as the police already claimed that anything dangerous looking had already been stolen. (They did their own ‘investigation�� to cover their tracks.) Jayce is brought before the counsel like before, and stripped of his status at the university, support, and funding, and ordered to give up on all his research. He goes home defeated.
The scene in his destroyed apartment still happens, he almost jumps. But he has another idea instead. He grabs anything left related to his research, writes his mother a misleading note claiming he’s leaving Piltover for good, and escapes into the night. And heads straight for Zaun. (In a disguise that covers his face this time, as Viktor had been recently pestering him about doing so anyway for safety.) Jayce finds the Last Drop, as Ekko’s shop is closed late at night, and asks around for anyone who might know Viktor. The whole bar immediately gets suspicious of him, and it’s Sevika at the bar who decides to take him. She thinks he’s a Piltover spy, and leads him away from the bar with the intention to beat him up and rob him. And maybe bring him to Silco to see if they should kill him. But it’s Viktor who comes across them on a late night walk, and takes notice of the suspiciously familiar lumbering shape being led down a dark alleyway by his coworker that draws him to the scene. Sevika shoves Jayce into a wall and pulls off his face covering, Jayce throwing up his arms in defense asking her to wait, when the familiar voice speaks up. “….Jayce?” He would know that voice anywhere. “What are you doing here?” Viktor asks him, and Sevika backs off but is incredibly suspicious as to why Viktor is so familiar with a possible Piltie spy.
Jayce all but melts at the sight of Viktor and rushes up to him to embrace him in a hug, one that Viktor is very surprised and uncomfortable by. But he can tell Jayce is very rattled. Jayce is able to tell him a little bit about what happened in the alley, all in earshot of Sevika, but he’s able to get across that no one will be looking for him, especially not in Zaun, (he thinks) and that’s all Viktor needs to hear before he realizes that Jayce has abandoned Piltover to continue his research and needs a place to stay. After a lot of inner turmoil, knowing he’s probably going to regret it, he brings Jayce back home with him to his private lab and his little apartment.
That night, Jayce shows Viktor all of his research with incredible passion and fervor, and it surprises Viktor how much he finds himself believing in Jayce’s research. There begins their official partnership to share their Hextech dream, not with Piltover, but for Zaun, and the rest of the world.
The Piltover police, with no targets on which children to blame for their break in, and not wanting to piss off Vander, grab a random kid off the streets that was picking a fight with them to arrest, not realizing that the kid worked for Silco. But the kid had Shimmer on him, and injected himself with it to fight them off in desperation. He manages to kill a few cops, but is ultimately gunned down. Silco is beyond pissed off. Marcus is forced to bury the whole incident just to appease Silco, but ultimately their whole bargain is all but thrown in the trash, and Piltover is still enraged that some of their officers were killed in the Undercity. Relations between Piltover and Zaun become increasingly more unsteady, and violent as a result. But meanwhile, Viktor and Jayce are holed up in their own little world working together to develop Hextech. Silco is not exactly thrilled to lose his assistant. But Silco manages to bribe enough people in Piltover to leave the undercity alone in the meantime. Jayce and Viktor quickly realized that they still desperately needed funding for their research, and ended up presenting their work to a sceptical, but soon baffled Silco only weeks after they began working together. Silco sees the potential for the Hextech to benefit the Undercity in many different ways, so he uses the money he makes from his enormous sales in Shimmer to fund their research. No less than a month later, he rescues Powder from the aftermath of a brutal police attack that burned the Last Drop to the ground, killing Vander, Milo, and Claggor. But Vi escaped only to blame Powder for leading the violent officers back home with her after one of her toy bomb traps failed to activate. Vi was still arrested unjustly, and Silco took in Powder.
Years pass, and things eventually calm down again. Without Mel around to seduce and influence Jayce, he realizes his feelings for Viktor much sooner. But he’s still too scared to confess to him as Viktor becomes more and more busy being radicalized by Silco to fight for the Undercity. It’s Viktor who ends up having to step up and take a position of political power, not Jayce. Viktor and Jayce did not have access to any of Piltover’s extensive funding and resources like before, so their research was slower going at the beginning despite Silco’s funding and resources. But surprisingly, with Jinx’s help after years of her endless curiosity and tutelage from a big brotherly Jayve and regretfully resigned Viktor, they refine the crystals to a more safe form. Soon enough, they are able to produce versions of the HexClaw and the HexGloves, which they made for assisting work in the mines and in construction. But without Heimerdinger’s warnings like before, they are able to have Silco fund their mass production to be used all over the Undercity. But it doesn’t take long for the people of Zaun to figure out they can also use the tech for their own self defense against Piltover, and it begins to cause problems again between the two cities. Viktor ends up having to fill in for Silco more and more as a representative for his Shimmer operations and as a political representative for Zaun in talks with Piltover, leaving Jayce alone often in the lab to work alone. So Jayce is not there when Viktor collapses for the first time from the illness he’s been hiding from them.
That night, Jinx and Silco bring in an unconscious Viktor to their lab. It’s not the first time Jayce has helped a rogue Zaunite with first aid, and they even developed a few useful medical devices, but this was different. This was Viktor, and as far as he could tell with his limited medical knowledge, his condition was bad. Very bad. So Jayce throws himself into working on creating new medical inventions, things he tries to use to treat Viktor, to cure him. But the tension between Zaun and Piltover is boiling over again, and Silco needs weapons to help the citizens of Zaun to fight off Piltover’s oppression. Jinx ends up using their refined crystals to manufacture bombs and weapons, against the strict wishes of Jayce and Viktor never to do so. But it goes unnoticed by Jayce as he gets more and more desperate as Viktor’s illness worsens without real medical attention. He is tempted by Singed into resorting to treating him with small doses of Shimmer like Silco uses on his eye. Now with Viktor having minorly stabilized, and the usage of an artificial lung that Jayce designed, they work together on the evolving HexCore. Eventually, they accidentally trigger the HexCore mutation, with Huck there bringing them food like usual on orders from Silco, Huck gets sucked up to feed the HexCore as it feeds power to Viktor to transform him as Jayce tries to control it. Viktor doesn’t turn into Machine Herold, but most of his body is still transformed to merge with all his metal braces that Jayce made for him, and the artificial lung support and Shimmer that was keeping him alive. Viktor, empowered by his new strength and powers in his new form, decides to go join Silco in his war against Piltover. But Jayce stops him, and finally confesses his feelings to Viktor, and pleads with him to stay with him. Viktor, still having his emotions, is swayed. Because he knows it too, deep in his bones, all these years they've spent together, he loves Jayce too. He returns his feelings. They kiss, and even sleep together that night. But when Jayce wakes up in the morning, Viktor is gone.
I haven't worked out all the alternate universe differences in this AU revolving around Jinx, Caitlyn, and Vi, so for now assume most of their storyline outside of what happens with Jayce and Viktor stays mostly the same.
Someone shoot me. Why can I never write like 1 paragraph for an idea and just leave it alone. Once again running with this until it looks like another rough fanfic instead of a little AU idea. Hope you like it. :]
#crap#too many ideas#jayvik#jayce x viktor#viktor#viktor arcane#jayce talis#zaunite viktor#arcane au#jayvik au#arcane viktor#victor arcane#arcane prompt#zaunite jayce#runaway jayce
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Nanny
Summary: Whenever Toji is left with two young children (one not even being his) he decides to finally get his shit together and leaves his past behind. He gets a new job, a bodyguard that people can hire for periods of time. First, he needs to find a nanny.
Warnings: no curses au, he was just a low level assassin who killed lesser known people but still strong ofc, cursing, fem reader, use of y/n, Toji is 28 while reader is 27, reader is shorter than Toji, slight suggestive theme’s towards the end
It takes Toji many grueling months to find the perfect nanny for his children, of course Tsumiki wasn’t the problem she was kind with every new nanny that attempted to care for them. It was his little shit head Megumi who was the problem, always refusing to talk to them, hiding away in his room with the door locked. Just causing useless problems for everyone.
Finally after almost five months he finds you, only a year younger than himself. He opens the door with a huff, almost forgetting that today would be a trial run for the arrangement. He didn’t do them at first, but now it was deemed necessary and by the look on your face it didn’t look like you minded.
You had just a small backpack that was enough to last you one night, due to the information Toji gave you it seemed the youngest was the problem. He let you in, immediately be greeted with the sight of two children on the couch watching some show.
The girl gives a polite smile while the boy glares slightly before looking back to the tv, with a grunt the man speaks. “Tsumiki can pretty much take care of herself, Megumi is the biggest issue. If it doesn’t work out just call and I can head back over.” You nod, “Don’t worry I think i’ll be fine.”
Toji cant help but scoff, not necessarily at you but he knows how Megumi can be. He is his son after all. He grabs his wallet and keys off the small table next to the door. “Right, well i’ll be home by at-least eleven.” Without another word from either of you he walks out the front door of the small house.
You turn to the children before smiling, you decided to go place your bag down in the room that was for you. It was a guest room, placing your backpack down onto the bed as you pulled out your phone charger. Plugging the block of the charger into the wall before hooking your phone up.
Toji said he really doesn’t have any rules besides they need to eat before ten ‘a clock, and no sugary foods past seven. Which were easy rules you could follow.
Before this you worked for a family for over four years, watching over their son before they ended up moving back to their home town. You left the guest room and went into the kitchen, grabbing yourself a water bottle. You trail back towards the living room, Tsumiki see’s you and with a shy smile makes Megumi scoot over so there enough room. Instead he stand’s up and walks past you with his brows pinched together.
The little girl moves to where he was just sitting so theres enough room for you, while you sit down with a quiet sigh. “Hello, I apologize for Megumi he’s never really liked having a nanny so far.” You smiled at her shaking your head, “No worries, your father warned me ahead of time.” She smiled at you while nodding.
You spend the next hour chatting with the girl, asking questions about school which caused her to share some gossip which you indulged in shamelessly. You spoke a bit about past nanny’s, laughing slightly at some of the stories.
Hours later Toji was finally able to go home, huffing as he unlocked his front door. He slid off his shoes and stepped through the hallway, he could hear some talking in the dining room. So he walked near that, rounding the corner as he spoke “Alright brat’s i’m home.”
You can imagine his shock whenever he see’s you and Megumi talking, while Tsumiki happily eats some takeout. You turned to Toji once you heard him, quickly finishing off your food in your mouth before speaking. “Oh, I hope you dont mind me ordering take out it was just the easier option.”
He turned to Megumi who was looking at his father, thats when he decided you were here to stay.
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It’s now been almost seven months since then, you now stayed permanently in the guest room as it was just a better accommodation for everyone. Only on the weekends would you go back home to your parent’s house, giving the small family some space.
It’s a Tuesday night whenever Toji comes home earlier than most nights. It was almost nine ‘a clock whenever he got home, immediately being greeted with the smell of food. He hummed as he trailed into the kitchen, seeing you cooking something.
He walked up behind you seemingly not caring about personal space as he leans over you to see what you’re making, “Looks good.” He snickers as you yelp and turn to look over your shoulder at him. “Jesus Toji you cant just sneak up on me like that!”
He shrugged, “Alright woman, i’m gonna go shower keep the brats entertained or whatever.” As he walked past his hand brushed against your hip, causing your ears to heat up.
At first you were offended by the nickname but then you realized he didn’t mean it in a mocking way as you thought before. He just preferred that over constantly saying your name.
An hour later and you four were all sitting at the table, he used to have a small round table with only two chairs. But after the first month of you staying he realized that it wouldn’t work any longer and got a bigger table along with a new set of chairs.
You and Toji sat across from each other while Tsumiki sat next to him and Megumi was next to you. At first Tsumiki was supposed to sit next to you but Megumi literally forced her to get up so he could sit by you. It was quite adorable.
You gave everyone a plate of miso soup, settling down in your chair “Sorry for taking so long, I haven’t made this in a long time.” You flashed Toji a sheepish smile before you took a bite.
Megumi hummed as he took a bite, “‘s good.” You turned and smiled at him “Than you Megumi!” One thing that Toji noticed he liked about you was how opposite you were to him and his own kid. They were both so grouchy and both sucked at concealing their facial expression, but you and Tsumiki helped balance them out.
As you all ate in peaceful silence your foot knocked against Toji, you went to move it but before you could he wrapped his feet around your ankles and locked them in place.
You glanced up at him as you felt your face heat up, he was already looking at you with a smug expression. You looked back down at your bowl as you seemingly grew more flustered.
Thankfully shortly after everyone finished up eating and you were now washing up the dishes as Megumi and Tsumiki were getting ready for bed. You heard Toji walk into the kitchen, you sucked in a breath as you felt his hands rest on your hips.
After the first few months Toji stopped trying to hide his affection for you, he never did it in-front of the kids remembering when he did and you scolded him for almost thirty minutes.
He hooked his chin over your shoulder, pressing his nose to your cheek. “Thanks for the dinner.” You let out a shaky breath. “Toji we shouldn’t be like this, it’s unprofessional.” At this he grumbled. Moving to place a kiss just below your jaw, “Go out with me woman, I thought I made my feelings clear.”
At this you froze for a slight second, finishing up the late bowl and drying off your hands. Toji grew weary at your silence, maybe he should’ve made that sound more sweet or something. You turned around in his hold, him straightening his posture as he stood over you. Settling his hands to rest against the counter on either side of your body, caging you in.
“What will the kids say?” At this he gives you a deadpan look, “They love you, jesus you don’t know how hard it makes me seeing you be such wife material.” He dips his head down to nip at your neck.
You feel your face heat up as you smack his chest, “Toji! You cant say that,” he smiled as he pulled away from your neck “but I guess.. i’ll go out with you. If it doesn’t work out though you do know I wont be able to be the kids nanny right?” He hums, “well then I guess you have no choice but to stick by my side huh?”
A goofy smile spreads on your face, lifting up onto your toes to place a soft kiss on his lips. “I guess so.”
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#toji zenin#toji fushiguro#toji x reader#toji x you#toji x y/n#jjk#jjk toji#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu toji
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it's so damn sad that i have 500+ of you and no one gives a shit that i am curled up on the floor crying holding my old stuffed cat because it's the only thing that hasn't left me and trying not to have a full on break down and jump out a window, but you will just at the chances to correct my shitty behaviors the moment i even momentarily fuck up. suck my dick/not a threat. jesus christ
i am tired. take what i say tonight with a grain of salt. i can't type due to the fact every ounce of liquid in my body is pouring out through my eyes while i try to convince myself life is worth living.
#kairying in here#im so tired#im so exhausted#i feel like im gonna pass out but my body keeps shaking#i feel like everything i do gets criticized and im so sick of it#let me be a person. let me say shit and regret it on my own god damn terms#do not point it out yes i know what i said what fucked up but i do not care#i am angry. i am tired. i am hurt. and if i hurt you well then maybe you deserve it#because you probably hurt me#you people hurt me so damn much#not all of you#but the ones who know who they are know who they are#of course they're all pussys and have me blocked#dumb fucks#deciding to ghost me and leave me for dead after multiple exhausted work nights telling them how much they matter#bullshit. absolute bullshit. you can't care about anyone without them giving you the finger and leaving you#why do i always need to be left behind?#why am i so undesirable that everyone fucking leaves me?#fuck you. fuck all of this shit#fuck this fuck you tumblr#i give up#im done#i quit. i give up. you win. i am a bad person#i am egotistical and rude and i do not take accountability for my actions#are for you fucking happy?#are you glad that ill be dead by tomorrow? that you'll never need to see my fucking face again?#you win. congrats. you get the honor of seeing me bitch for no one to hear#im sick of this. of all of it#my friends are gone. im “too negative”. fuck that#fuck that and fuck you. go eat shit
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...so now that grandfest is over and the results were revealed am i allowed to say that some of y'all were such dicks to team present over their team choice for NO good reason ever since grandfest was revealed or am i going to get mauled for being right.
anyways congrats to the team past members who weren't assholes about their team choice and those team past members only every match against you guys made me feel like i was crawling in the trenches and it's very impressive 👍
#ghost whispers#splatoon#splatfest#grandfest#grand festival#feeling brave i'm putting this in the tags. just know if u start shit i'm blocking u#if u think me posting this is why i turned off asks ur mistaken i've had them off for a hot second now lol#i know it's in the spirit of finalfest to be an ass to the team y'all don't want to win ig but. seriously. some of y'all needed to shut up#genuinely i'm so sick of hearing 'at least team present didn't win' or 'don't let present win' and y'all being dicks about our team choice#that and i'm going to be real i genuinely doubt nintendo is going to do that much for what the winning team will effect the next game#u all saw how much chaos effected splat 3. u saw how much splat 1's effected things#like i'm going to be real it's only going to effect shit subtly i feel like and the losing teams are still gonna have a presence like alway#and that point aside. people were also picking past for squid sisters and future for deep cut too so i'm just???#baffled why u need to complain about the small selection of people who picked present for oth??? who gives a shit
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making a sorta wip/unfinished compilation video thing for all the vsynth projects ive sorta lost interest in/abandoned sounds like it'd be fun to do and help me clear up some space on this got damn computer but im always like uouguhhh but what if it fucking sucks :( when it comes to like actual cover stuff 😔✌️ like mannn
#delete later#uhghhhh the urge to post wips and show im not dead vs desire to remain mysterious and post whenever tf w/ no warning#the worst part is like a majority of these r also not even past the idea stage 😭#i just have so many vsqxs and vprs and usts downloaded :')) bc i just like hearing these lil fuckheads sing songs i like#but i dont like just plug n play covers. so i try to do some extra work but it usually isnt that great cause duh im not great at this shit#and ive lost interest in some of these and dont rly feel like yknow. forcing myself to work on them more if im not gonna do more w em#tho it also kinda feels sad to like delete them in having not done anything w them... so that's why i like never share wips 😭#cause in the case its something i never finish (spoiler: most things 😔) i dont wanna disappoint#people who were genuinely looking forward to it. IF that even is anyone bruh bc thats the other thing#i feel awkward abt it bc i also feel nobody rly cares abt wips theyd rather just wait and see a final version. so ee#which is like totally understandable tbh but idk 😭 its hard to keep going when motivation is low yknow so id like to share wips#in the event anyone is interested and wants me to continue. but also i like being mysterious abt what i post and nobody knowing my next mov#ughhhhh. bangs my head against the wall. get me outta here. trapped in my brain with my own ideas fucking sucksssss sometimes#i have the power to make polls i COULD make more but. idk i feel like itd get old quick. kicks rocks.#OH and one last thing it'd reveal my shit ass music taste 😂😂😭😭 hhhhhhhhfhfjfjnf#ignore me man im just being overdramatic. can anyone hear me. aughhghgh#also i GOTTA get a good tag for the technical vsynth shit for organization#or so people can block if they dont give a fuck. but i need to think of a funny one grrr
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but some things that are acephobic:
Telling an ace person details about sex/your sex life after they made it clear they're uncomfortable with it
Insist that the ace person is missing out by not engaging in sex
Tell an ace person that they won't know until they try it
So please stop it
Sincerely, a tired and traumatized ace
#cw acephobia#cw aphobia#I feel like these might just seem like little micro aggressions but after a certain point it becomes macroaggressions#And this honestly applies to aros as well with romance and.. honestly everyone else about anything. It's rude af#And I do know who needs to hear this but I blocked them. There was a strong chance that they'd double down and insist theyre just having fun#And yes this is about Him because of course it is#Fandom is aphobic unfortunately#Or just ignorant at best#I'm not sure how to tag this#Don't really want to tag the fandom#nillisaie talks#psa
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I hate the way everything has been reduced down to "discourse" these days. Like I can't even complain about things without being accused of "engaging in discourse", and it's like, no, I'm just complaining about something on my own blog. It's really not that deep, and you really don't need to reply to it.
Not everything requires your personal response. It is okay to just ignore things and move on. You won't die if you refrain from giving your two cents on vent posts that have nothing to do with you.
#yes I am also guilty of this on occasion#though not with vent posts and more with jokes I think really don't need to get made for reasons of being offensive#but ''ignore it and move on'' is something we all need to work on a bit I think#you don't *need* to have an opinion on *everything*#it is perfectly okay to simply say ''I don't know/care enough about this to have feelings about it''#it is also okay to say ''I have feelings about this but I do not need to share them with this stranger who is clearly just venting''#this is also pretty much just a vent post#but a more serious vent post haha#and I don't wanna hear ''if you don't want replies then don't post it''#I will post whatever I damn well please to my own damn blog#*you* can learn some fucking self-restraint and *not* reply to something that has nothing to do with you#and if you *can't* learn that self-restraint you don't get to whine when people block you#the ability to turn off reblogs for individual posts is a Godsend#now we just need that ability for replies on individual posts#'cause I don't want to have to fully turn replies off on my entire blog when just one of my posts is attracting idiots
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me remembering the majority of my first couple of months on this site were defined by people who are no longer in my life anymore :
#like . idk why ive been thinking abt them a lot recently but i have#maybe cuz im working on Something that they don’t get to enjoy because they’re petty and refuse to see anything created by me anymore. idk#maybe it’s cuz im finally doing ok without them. making new friends. having new moots. enjoying life more without their company!!#if you know who im talking abt. you probably do. but if you do just ignore#bc i don’t want my experiences with these two to define your opinions of them 👍 im trying to be more mature than that#but at the same time. so much of me wants to call them out and name drop. but i won’t.#because im moving on and honestly? i hope they’re not moving on from me. so they can see what they’re missing !!#anyways . this was brought to you by a pep talk i needed to hear that nobody’s gonna give me#thank u and goodnight#🫧🪴#wayli vague posts#except it’s Directed at People#edit to clarify : if you can see this post. i am not talking abt you don’t worry#the people im talking abt blocked me so they can’t see if so if you can see this it’s not about you !!#all of my current moots are wonderful mwah <3 💕
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when the audhd is fun until you become "i really really really have to give my input/side/idea and i dont give a fuck who's talking or what everyone was initially talking about" and before this site's illiteracy kicks in i'm certain we're all guilty of this to some extent
#well i'm not fucking talking to you am i#this is not directed at every reader but i think even if you think ''i'm not that bad#chilllli yelps#not everything autism/adhd/audhd does is cool we do annoying shit sometimes and that's just a fact that yall dont wanna hear#it's also ok to make mistakes and it's ok for your brain to have flaws#but also when you interrupt people to say smth that either no one cared to hear. no one was even saying. or fuck maybe someone already said#it. it's a little fucking annoying and when you do it over and over and over and over sometimes people get sick of your shit#you have flaws you are imperfect and your ego will be your social death if you do not learn to allow others to speak#fuck#if people start screaming at me btw cause i said smth that's true i'm blocking and deleting that shit#work on yourself#i also know yall are gonna be like ''oh well *I* never interrupt people and when i do i apologize you should at least do a small self evalua#just a small ''well do i listen to my friends very well? do i listen to the conversation i am a part of?"#also to yall who go into discord calls and lurk but sometimes talk think ''when i speak is it actually relevant to some extent?#or if you REALLY wanna talk about it it's ok just try to find a way to segway into what you wanna talk about cause that's how conversations#work.#i dont really expect this post to go anywhere tbh i'm just kinda frustrated cause i know a lotta neurodivert people who do this and idk how#say that interrupting people is annoying and disrespectful cause i know the brain chemical gets excited when it has smth it wants to talk-#about#i love you and i want you to tell me things. i also want to say things and when you talk over me to tell me things it comes off as you not#giving a fuck what i or others even are saying cause you're taking over the conversation with your shit that's irrelevant and no one has-#mentioned#idk i think i'm tired of seeing people be disrespected all the time but not knowing a polite way to tell them that they need to wait their-#turn to speak and when it's appropriate to change the subject
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#I wouldn't be quick to block or unfollow just scroll past#at some point I'd quietly unfollow#no need to block because the stuff would everntually disappear and I don't see it anymore#no need to block then so yeah#then it comes down to actual problematic stuff#check the person if they're aware and do they separate art from artist sort of thing#like I acknowledge JK Rowling sucks and knowing Harry Potter has its flaws#good thing people have fixit fics and also rewrote or reimagined#I think about people who write HP fanfics for trans characters or audiences and I think that's neat#I hear about Vivziepop sucks or Spindlehorse sucks#I can't confirm or deny if it's all true because there's so much info and can't tell if it's the truth or a smear campaign?#I still follow Hazbin Hotel for the promos but recently gotten bored and never gotten around to enjoy the stuff properly#to be fair the fandom did ruin the experience#I should unfollow Vivziepop because I don't want to see her cats in a yellow filter#barely interact with people online anymore so am I allowed to respond to this post?#my mutual might be ... technically a stranger#even then some people are genuinely clueless and you gotta gently let them know
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talking about impenetrable accents/dialect just reminded me. when I was in Milan a couple of years back I was staying in this little rathole hotel and I had the biggest fucking migraine, so I was like non c'è problema I'll just go buy painkillers. of course every pharmacy on the map in a three block radius was closed, so my stupid ass just starts wandering around trying to figure out on the fly if you can get OTC from supermarkets in italy.
I walk into this little everything store (to my foreign eyes the kind of place that back home could sell you a bunch of carrots, a 6-pack of beer, pantyhose, bleach and a screwdriver set) and I see some household basics in the back but not what I need. with the confidence of a person who is only in the city for 3 days because he got bored and packed a bag and booked the cheapest flight available the week before (<= MENTAL ILLNESS), I was like no worries I know some italian, I can just ask.
I grab a bottle of water, walk up to the counter, and I'm like Ciao, hai il paracetamolo? And the guy is like che, and I'm like paracetamolo. Per la mia testa. And he's like che?
This is where I would have said 'aspirina' except I can't take aspirin for medical reasons, or 'antidolorifico' except I don't know that word and I've got no phone data for google translate and also I'm stupid. So in my fucked up leith-glasgow-italian accent I'm like paaa-ra-cetta-mollll-ooo. He's like ohhh bene, bene, and he calls another guy out of the back and asks him to go get something. Other guy then walks out of the store into the street, and before I can be like hey, che la fuck, he comes back and hands me a huge bundle of herbs.
At this point I'm like okay this entire interaction has been a bust, but these guys have been very nice and patient and they're both smiling happily at me because they've been of service, so I'm like ahh perfetto, grazie, pay them a couple of euros and leave.
EVENTUALLY I find a pharmacy that's open, and my head is fucking killing me, and my phone still isn't connecting, and now I have this small shrubbery poking out of my coat pocket, so I don't even bother looking around the shelves. I just walk straight to the counter and I'm like uhh ciao, scusi. And hearing my nightmare of an accent the guy answers in english and I'm like thank christ, do you please have paracetamol. Not aspirin, I can't take aspirin. And he's like yeah yeah hold on, goes into the back, comes out with what I need.
Only when he comes out he gives me this look, and then he starts laughing. And then he pretends he's not laughing and rings me up and I pay, and as I'm leaving I can see him losing it. But I don't care, my head is going to explode, I'm going back to the rathole to close the blinds and fall comatose for four hours.
When I get back to my hotel room I take off my coat and remember the huge bouquet of herbs in my pocket. They smell amazing, and I'm like I'm pretty sure this is parsley in which case I can just get some tomatoes and mozzarella later and make it work. but since I have no idea what that interaction was, I want to make sure. I bring out my phone to get a visual reference of what parsley leaves look like, and because I was using it for google translate earlier I put 'parsley' in the wrong box like a dope and translate it to italian.
prezzemolo
I wish I could have been the pharmacist in the moment he looked at my tired pissed off anglophone ass, heard me say 'paracetamol' in my fucked up accent, and turned around saw what was in my pocket. I'd have lost my shit too.
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arranged marriage! gojo heacanons
pairing: gojo x fem!reader synopsis: just some headcanons about arranged marriage gojo! headcanons do follow a linear plot content: MDNI (18+ONLY), nsfw & sfw content, arranged marriage, p->v, oral (fem!receiving), pregnancy, breeding, not proofread because i'm lazy!!! a/n: i had a request to do a sort of expansion/sequel/prequel (?) on my business or pleasure fic, so... this is that. enjoy! and remember AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!! divider credit to: @cafekitsune wc: 2k (that's so much headcanon lmao)
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who reluctantly agrees to an arranged marriage when the clan decides it’s time to secure the lineage and make a new heir.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose jaw nearly drops when he sees you for the first time as you’re walking down the aisle. No way you’re that hot…
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s practically rocking on his feet waiting for the minister to give him permission to kiss you.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who drags said kiss on a little (a lot) longer than he needed to and spends the rest of the night wishing he’d dragged it on even longer.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s actually really pissed that there are so many damned guests at his wedding. All of them want to talk to him when all he really wants to do is talk to you!!!
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who only gets about three words into you the whole night and feels like pouting every time someone pulls him away from your arm.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who finally relaxes a bit when the party’s over and he finally gets you alone.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who has a hard time keeping his hands to himself on the drive home.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who can’t help but stare at your lips as you answer his silly little questions about your favorite color and your favorite food.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who has to restrain himself from literally pulling you out of the car and up to his penthouse.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who suddenly finds himself a little nervous when he finally has you to himself. It’s his wedding night and he has to please his wife, right?
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who revels in tearing away your dress until he sees the lacy little white set you have on underneath.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who pins your wrists to the bed just so he can admire the way you look beneath him.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who nearly comes with no warning the first time he hears you moan his name. He decides it’s his sole purpose in life to make you moan like that as much as possible.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who is somehow both gentle and rough, who peppers you with kisses but rocks into you so good he has you seeing stars.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who thinks he ascends when you come around his cock and then ascends again when he remembers he married you and gets to see it for the rest of his life.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who makes sure to cum inside you and give you every last drop. After all, you have to make a new little Gojo heir, right?
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who holds you tightly to his chest until you drift off to sleep with your head atop his heart.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who takes the next two hours to be able to fall asleep himself, too hyped up on all the endorphins he’s feeling.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose brow furrows and stomach drops when he wakes the next morning to you not in his arms.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who scours the house for you and finds you in the living room reading, already having been up for hours.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose heart fractures a little bit when you greet him soooooo formally and tell him that there’s some breakfast in the fridge.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who spends far too long in the shower, letting the water run over him and trying to figure out where he went wrong.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who comes to the conclusion that he just needs to win you over a little more slowly, who smiles and thinks he knows exactly how to do it.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who finds you still reading on the couch and tells you to get ready to go out– you’re going shopping.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who takes you to every designer shop he can think of and buys everything your eyes so much as graze over. Even if you tell him you don’t want it– he doesn’t care. You’re getting it.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose heart flutters in his chest when you smile at a pretty little necklace he buys you. It’s not the most expensive thing he’s bought you by far, but it makes you the happiest nonetheless.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s confused as to why you keep thanking him so profusely on the way home. His money is your money now… do you not know that?
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who makes a stop at the bank on the way home and gets you a flashy black credit card with your name (and new last name hehe) printed at the bottom. He loves the way your eyes widen and your lips part when he tells you there’s no limit.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who asks you what you want to do that night. Fly to Paris for dinner? Pack for a vacation to Bali? Maybe just a fancy meal at Tokyo’s most exclusive restaurant? He’s shocked when you say you’d prefer takeout and a movie on the couch, but all too happy to oblige.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who orders half the menu at your favorite ramen restaurant that he’s never heard of.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose eyes go wide when he takes the first bite and tells you it’s the best thing he’s ever eaten.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who stares at your lips when you laugh and ask him, “really? The best?”
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s suddenly tugging your skirt down your thighs and burying his face between your legs. He takes one long lick and moans, saying that the ramen is now only second-best.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who thinks he could fuck you for hours on his couch, but stops after just a few rounds. He doesn’t want to tire his little baby out.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who savors the way you let him hold you after sex. Why couldn’t he hold you like this all day? So what if you’d just met– you’re his wife???
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who buries his face in your neck to memorize the moment, dreading the second you pull away from him.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who almost protests when you wrap a blanket around your body and pad off, saying you’re going to take a shower.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who debates cornering you in the bathroom for another round, if only so he can hold you again, but thinks better of it and cleans up your forgotten ramen instead.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who is completely exasperated when you never return to finish the movie. He finds you sitting in your shared bed, reading again.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose heart drops when you only look up long enough to give him a small smile instead of tumbling straight into his arms.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who finds himself once again in the shower contemplating his existence.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who decides he’ll win you over one way or another, even if it takes longer than he originally intended…
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who climbs into bed next to you and slings an arm around your waist casually, like his heart isn’t hammering in his chest when he buries his face in his pillow.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who doesn’t truly fall asleep until you turn off your bedside lamp and lie down beside him. His heart does little skips when you don’t wiggle out from under his arm.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who wakes first in the morning this time to find you curled so tightly into his chest he’s sure his pounding heart is going to wake you.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose eyes turn into little hearts when you wake blushing after you realize how closely you’ve curled into him.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who tells you it’s okay and pulls you back into him and smirks when you can't see his face.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who spends the next few weeks buying you every knick and knack, every snack and meal, and bending you every surface in the house.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose eyes light up whenever he sees you wearing that little necklace he bought you on that very first shopping trip.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who buys you another necklace… this one with his initials dangling from the chain.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who makes you ride him so he can see his letters swaying from your neck as you come on his cock.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who spends every waking moment with you on his mind, who gets in a sticky situation while fighting more than once because he’s waiting for you to text him back or remembering all the nasty things he did to you last night.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who finally takes a look at the pages of those books you like so much and realizes the pure filth his dirty little wife reads right beside him every night.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s not angry or put off, but rather excited. He uses it as a manual the next he has you under him and when he repeats a line verbatim from your book he laughs so loud at your shocked little blush that he’s sure you’re both getting a noise complaint in the morning.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who makes every effort to find out what you like (beyond reading smut) and buys you front row tickets to a concert for a band that you both happen to love.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who finds out your favorite movie series and takes three (unapproved) days off of work just to have a marathon with you.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who is having his morning coffee (full of cream and sugar and caramel sauce, of course) when you make your way into the kitchen with your lip pulled between your teeth.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo whose eyes blow wide when he sees a stick with two little pink lines and realizes he’s managed to knock you up on the first try.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who simply has to have you right then and there, bending you over the counter and groaning your name when he slides inside your cunt. He’s gentler this time, though. Can’t be too rough when his wife is pregnant, right?
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who goes overboard with his excitement and buys a new car the same day he finds out you’re pregnant. It’s practically a tank with all its safety features. He says you’re only allowed in that specific vehicle for the foreseeable future. Get used to it.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s all over you now. Whatever restraint he had before is gone now that you’re carrying his baby. He touches you… everywhere. All the time. It’s like it pains him to not have at least a smidgen of his skin on yours.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who keeps trying to win you over in the following weeks. He needs you. Not just your body, but your mind and your soul, too!
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who just lets it slip that he loves you when he’s balls deep in your cunt. Doesn’t even get embarrassed or flustered about it, just keeps pounding into you and whining about how much he loves you over and over again while he’s filling you up.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who lets the floodgates open after that. He tells you he loves you at every opportunity. It gets to the point where those three little words don’t even fluster you anymore, but you haven’t said them back. Not yet.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who waits patiently. He knows he’s getting to you, little by little. He’s sure he’ll hear you say it back soon.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who’s blindsided despite having convinced himself he’d be able to play it cool. He’s got you on the couch, wrapped up in his arms with his head on your tummy (he gets to hold you as much as he wants now hehe). You’re braiding his hair when you tell him that you love him.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who flushes the deepest shade of pink you’ve ever seen and pulls down his blindfold like he needs to see you say it again.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who begs to hear it again and again and again until he’s smiling so wide it's literally blinding.
Arranged Marriage! Gojo who thinks his arranged marriage was definitely the best thing to ever happen to him <3
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