#BWAHAHA HE LOOK SO STUPID

[evilbubu]

🧍‍♀️

[merakiui]

I’m adding onto anon’s academic rivals with Jade… academic rivals WITH SPICE (+Yandere)

Maybe one or both of you find out a nasty secret about the other, catch the other, and w/o risking your reputation, you decide to come to a compromise so you two can stay hush hush about it. Imagine it’s like literally academic rivals with benefits BWAHAHA — in class and anywhere else in public you two hate each other omg but in private you two are fucking like rabbits (angry sex ftw) like “GODS you are SO ANNOYING >:( better keep my secret”

I could totally see Jade falling first though or at least playing the long game and being SOOOO infuriating during your little trysts together. He’s obnoxiously smart and sleazy and menacing and all, but hey at least the sex is good. Not that you’d ever admit it— Jade will make you say it sooner or later tho ;) it’s probably exhausting for him to keep up the act of “hating” each other when clearly, you’re so meant for him ^,^

YES....... and everyone around you keeps commenting on how well you and Jade work together when they see you interacting in class for assignments or partnered work. The chemistry is so there and it's so obvious, but you refuse to acknowledge that (so the others will point it out for you). This dynamic is really just "you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid." >:D

You're fuming every time Jade opens that annoying eel mouth of his to tease you about how he scored higher on Professor Crewel's most recent exam or how he always has to offer his help with your study habits and whatnot, even though the both of you know there won't be any studying happening the moment that door shuts and locks. <3 it's all loveless sex meant to scratch some obscure itch until it isn't and Jade's being so uncharacteristically sweet with you.

OTL AAAAAAAA and maybe you push him away even though he's trying to get closer to you. :( it's easier if the two of you just hate-fuck, so when he's being so soft and personal and vulnerable with you?????? T_T you're not sure how much longer you can keep denying yourself of these good things because, much to your horror, you're falling for him, too.

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S1Ep16!

"Mortal Beloved" well that plus the picture of Gabrielle and Xena looking at each other is just super gay. Lesbianism all round

"help me" Oh. Absolutely not. Byeee

Yup, I too would run off screaming

Xena wanna help a womannn

Awww, Xena keeping Gabrielle safe

Marcus? Should I know who this is...

AWWWW GABRIELLE DOESN'T WANT XENA TO MAYBE DIE

"the man I loved" bullshit.

Yes Gabrielle, look with a bit more sapphic yearning please

SHDHDHDHD CHARON IS A FUNKY GUY

"You're not dead?"

"And now I got tourists" Funky guy love him

Woop, everyone beating up everyone...

What is Xena wearing btw

Ffs, they have no rules? That just sounds like chaosss

"How are you able to travel" OHOHOHHH

He is silly

Who is this ugly dick...

AMONGUS

"smell the living" wdym SMELL you creep

GABRIELLE WAITING FOR HER

Dude is super awkward

A tower... 😂

Looks like Krillitine Doctor Who CGI. Love it

Ew. Put on your shirt.

Candleees

Hades is so... *shrugs*

My guy... You're going in circles

Hades is so... Meh XD

Hades looks like he's having a midlife crisis

OH NO GABRIELLE RUN IT'S THE GUY

NOOOOOO LEAVE HER ALONE

Hah, she's gonna beat his ASS

GET HIS NUTSSSS

"NOOOOO!!!" damn you're SUPER SUPER gay

That's an "avenging my gf" scream

Footprints reminds me of the Mt Doom scene in LOTR ROK

"Gabrielle, are you alright?" SHE SAYS SOFTLY

"The next thing I saw was you. Which is a very pleasant sight." leeeesbian

"You're dead O_o"

"I'm not planning to close my eyes all night" PFFT

No it's okay, let him die again

Gonna ignore that random straightness

"Help us. Please." in a lame voice

Ffs is he gonna try and murder the bride

What's his problem tho

Xena pretending to be a different woman again? 😂

I want Gabrielle to tuck me in lovingly

Oh I hate that...

Xena's in the bed tho isn't she

YESS

Stabby stabby staaab

Marcus, no

Xena has a wife

"You dead this time?" "No."

*shows crown* "All aboarddd"

THE HANGING GARDENS OF DISGUSTING DISEASES SJDDJS

Omg pls the CGI it kinda looks like early Barbie movies. More disturbing. Think that stupid elephant...

Hades is such a SHITTTT XD

EWWWW.

BWAHAHA SHE STABBED HIM

Awww, Xena

And now Marcus can frolic in the Elysian fields

Gabrielle waiting for her gf

HOW SHE'S TOUCHING AND HOLDING HERRR

Yup, your bestie is in the fields now. And you got your wife.

[headstrongblake]

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party . / o & trin in front of grant????? bwahaha / @thewholecrew

by the time the last bell rings and the rowdy crowd around octavia begins cheering for her win in the ring, all she can hear is a distinct murmur in her ear. the world around her fading away as her eyes cast over the crowd, a smile plastered on her face highlighting the split in her lip despite the pain that radiates from the blows she failed to block. later, she'd work on that with rev. be better prepared. once she's ushered out of the ring and her opponent finally peels themself off the floor, octavia smirked as she passed rev, "knock 'em dead!" she called excitedly as they went into the ring for their fight of the evening.

with a towel draped around her shoulders, octavia pressed the corner of it to her mouth, wiping away some of the blood as she scanned for trinity in the crowd. but before she spots the beautiful blonde, her eyes skirt over nick, tall and over towering even in this crowd, but they linger on his guest of the evening. she'd expected grant and nick to spend more time together, especially after the three of them had all been forced together in nick's time of need. but she hadn't exactly expected to see either of them out tonight, especially here at the club's fights.

thankfully, the buzz and adrenaline of her fight keep her so high that seeing grant in her space doesn't knock her off balance or ruin her mood. she's just won a fight. spent the last twenty minutes dancing around a ring, clearing her head of every damn thought that even as nick approaches her, grant trailing behind him, she simply grins up at her brother. "you enjoy the show?" she asks, wiggling her brows before a short grimace scrunched her features, feeling her opponents hit to her temple earlier.

nick shook his head with a proud smirk, happy to be outta the goddamn house doing somethin' half way normal and to witness octavia's swift and skilled movements? yeah, he sure as hell enjoyed the show. it's a little odd seeing her on the receiving end of one of these fight nights, but damn, she sure handled herself. quickly, he bent to embrace her in a hug, a protectiveness creeping up in his chest as they connected. but he kept it to himself. after all, she's done more for him lately. "that was fuckin' killer, o... i knew you and rev had been going at it hard, but that..." nick shook his head again as he stepped back, looking over at grant in amazement, "you're fuckin' good, o, you really are."

octavia beamed all the more brighter at nick's compliment, offering him a nonchalant thank you despite how much pride she felt glowing inside of her. this, like her own enterprise, was all her own, and it felt incredible to bask in that. "well, thanks for showing up...the both of you," octavia offered, eyes flickering up to grant. as her eyes met his though, there was that same stupid tightness in her chest that grew since nick's home. "club needs the support you know," she added, quickly distancing herself from their show of support when nick chimed in, offering to buy her a celebratory drink. "c'mon, you killed it, lemme buy you one.."

"oh...i..." just as octavia was about to decline to explain that she was actually here with someone and had plans for her evening, she felt trinity's arm slip around her waist, sliding in as she made her presence known. "there you are," emerald hues quickly moved to trinity as she congratulated her on her big win before lips crashed against hers. there was a sting of pain with trinity's possessive kiss, but octavia quickly accepted the show of affection. she could tell, despite trin's need to have a few encouraging drinks before any of octavia's fights, that trinity secretly enjoyed seeing her fight this way. enjoyed when she emerged victorious. but instead of a heated, deep kiss, octavia cut the kiss short. an uneasy feeling prickling along her skin at the slow realization that amid trinity's passionate tequila flavoured kiss, grant was still standing right there. once upon a time, that notion wouldn't have bothered her; all a part of a game. but that was way back then. now...it felt wrong.

instead of indulging longer, octavia's hand slipped to the small of trinity's back before she politely nodded to the boys. " thanks again, i've got to get cleaned up," she said." another time, nick." she promised, turning with trinity as the two moved away from the guys, heading toward the locker rooms to change.

[astroboots]

your works are what got me to finally watch moon knight (IT'S SO GOOD) and after reading through red flags (ALSO !!! SO GOOD !!!!) I can't help but imagine marc during the first bit of the reader and steven's relationship like

he probably feels a lil bad for making stevie miss the original first date, cause the reader seemed nice and it's not like steven's had a lot of romantic opportunities. then she shows up anyways a few days later, it's awkward as hell, marc is cringing inside waiting for a polite rejection to come later in the night--

but the reader??? actually agrees to see steven again????? and AGAIN and again and again, even with his disappearances and oddities. marc doesn't know if they're lucky or if she's lowkey stupid (because seriously?? how is she putting up with them???) but he's not gonna make them look a gift horse in the mouth

and then maybe he fully understands that the reader just. has it bad for steven when she sees the ankle restraint and just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ties them down with it. he nopes out so hard out of respect and resigns himself with knowing that yeah, seems like she's gonna stick around for a while

bwahaha I had such a blast reading your BTS reactions from Marc.

It's something TWP and I have talked about at length, how utterly confused he is by this woman's presence and how she hasn't run for the hills at the first sign of red flags where Marc is just: "WOMAN DO YOU HAVE ZERO SELF PRESERVATION!?!?!"

And I think initially absolutely, watching those two lovestruck idiots interact, Marc is just cringing throughout. It's awkward. It's clumsy. AND WHY HAVE YOU NOT RUN AWAY YET?!

Not that he doesn't love and care for Steven, but objectively Marc is confounded by how any woman would be attracted to Steven's awkward fumbling. (Which happens more often than you'd think and than Marc would like, Steven just tends to be a bit daft about it).

[curator-on-ao3]

A dangerous invitation, that prompt post! You know the mood I'm in so I'm gonna say Janeway and Paris (however you want to interpret their relationship), "we all have secrets, don’t we?"

Bwahaha, thank you for asking and I do, indeed, know the mood you’re in, so I hope this makes you happy, grissomesque! 💕

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Up, Up, and Away

Her laughter curls around the curve in the corridor, unmistakable, the hearty cackle of the delighted and possibly ever-so-slightly inebriated, accompanied by another laugh, even deeper, that Harry also knows all too well.

He walks faster, almost running, but he gets stuck waiting for the turbolift and there they are, Queen Arachnia, her heeled shoes removed and dangling from the crooked fingers of none other than Captain Proton, the dynamic duo chortling as they join him in front of the lift’s closed doors.

“Good time in the holodeck?”

Harry wants to claw back his words, his Buster Kincaid-style earnestness stupid, ridiculous given their flushed cheeks and poorly stifled smiles.

“Sure thing, Harry.” Tom has the rare decency to answer straightlaced … or so it seems. “Played a brand-new chapter in the database.”

New chapter? Harry didn’t see a new chapter — and he checked the database just yesterday. His mouth moves faster than his brain to ask, “Who wrote the new chapter?”

The lift arrives and he doesn’t step on with them, a blessing from his frozen feet to his reeling mind, but the captain — did she actually just wink? — looks him dead in the eye and says, “We all have secrets, don’t we?"

And the doors close, whisking Captain Proton and Queen Arachnia to their next adventure.

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Send me an ask with character(s) and a prompt and I’ll do my best to be your fanfic hero. ❤️

[genshinfanboy]

hey there !! may I get a romantic matchup for your 200 followers event ?? thank you <3<3

I'm a 5'0 very pale, lil chubby, black to red split-dye long hair, blue eyed transgender gay enby. I look tired almost always, and I have a resting bitchface (no idea until now lol). My MBTI is ISFP 4w5, and I'm on the gemini/cancer cusp. I love collecting things, such as plushies, rubber ducks, and knives. I know those two first things are childish but they comfort me a lot and they're just super fun to collect !! I collect knives because I think they're cool and I like showing them off. I would never use them to harm or threaten anyone, I'm not that kind of person. I also love bugs & cats, my two favorite things ever !! Bugs are my friend and I love finding them under rocks and such. I love praying mantis' and spiders especially, they have a beauty non-bug lovers don't understand bwahaha. Cats are cute lil' guys and I have two of my own, so I'm a little biased. They're like my kids and I care for them sooo much. My hobbies include drawing, writing, playing slime rancher & sims 4, listening to music, and outdoor activities. Such as going to theme parks (I love rollercoasters sm), random cool museums in my city, and hiking/skiing/those sorts of things. I'm willing to try anything once and I'm almost always down for a fun adventure like that. I like the warmth, being alone, sleeping, being useful to others, watching shows, being with animals, and just being outdoors generally. I hate HATE the cold and I hate people who forget things easily and just can't plan very well. I'm flexible with plans sometimes but I get very discouraged easily and may just cancel on spot. Now for my personality, I'd say I'm quite reserved and shy when you first meet me! I prefer to talk in body movements/motions instead of verbally, that's just how I am. However I have no problem with addressing older people for some reason. I take a while to trust people and to warm up generally, even if I like them. I have a hard time starting conversations and can cover up my awkwardness by laughing or just going "yeah". When I warm up to people though, I am very chaotic and a mess. I do almost anything to make people laugh and I love doing stupid stuff that I'll regret in a day. I never make jokes about my friends and I never insult anyone in them, I don't go too far. I love my friends and I'd never hurt their feelings like that. I'm always there to listen to them but I mainly enjoy helping them with their problems than sitting down and comforting them. I have a slight temper but I am becoming good at controlling it. I stand up for what I believe in and I'm not afraid to cut somebody off entirely if they do something that's just totally wrong. I gain emotional attachments easily and I'm very easy to scare or make cry; I'm pretty sensitive. In private I'm a very cuddly person and I adore physical affection & quality time more than anything else. PDA Isn't my thing and I prefer to be left alone in that sense, but if I'm feeling happy, I like hand holding and small kisses.

Hope that was enough! Thanks!

Hello. My apologies for taking a few longer than I would've like on these. I got sick and just recovered. Anyways I hope you enjoy and have a fantastic day or night. If you don't like your match up results please take it with a grain of salt.

Your match up would the one and Oni Itto:

Hear me out on this one tho Itto is very loud and likes being the center of attention you two would contrast very nicely with one another with your personalities. Itto likes animals and has a vast collection of different things and encourage you to continue collecting. He'd also ask you to go onikabuto hunting with him. He would be so excited for you to meet his gang. He's positive you and Shinobu would get along well too. No need to fear coming off awkward or not knowing how to start a conversation when you first get to know him. He has got you covered on that. He may act annoying at first until someone like Shinobu points out to him you are shy. That doesn't stop him from trying to do everything in his power (and maybe things out of his control) to be your friend. He would have respect for you when you stick up for what you believe in. Itto would find your high cute. He would also claim you match with the red in your hair. He may get in trouble a lot but he doesn't mean any harm. If you have to defend your beliefs he'll be your hype man and back you up. You'd be accepted into the gang and become apart of their little family. Though from what you said you'd mainly hang out with Shinobu and Itto. PDA might be a thing you have to remind him not to do a few times but once he gets it he won't slip up. If he messes up he can apologize sometimes a bit reluctant but he'll still apologize. You'll also be able to relax in knowing the fact if he or anyone else makes you cry he is the first person by your side to comfort you. He'll also try to make you laugh and make the perpetrator(s) apologize as well. Quality time with you would be one of his favorite because of the cuddly and domestic behaviors. Over all a very balanced and well intended relationship where you help each other out.

[lake-archive]

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AO3 Link

Fandom: Persona 5

Character (main): Anja / Luka (OC)

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CONTENT WARNING!

This chapter deals with the following topic(s):

Transphobia

Bullying

If any of this makes you uncomfortable, I advise you to skip this one!

“Hey, did ya hear this thing about Luka?”

“About Luka? Whaddya mean? Did my dude do something?”

“You should really stop calling him a ‘dude’.”

“Huh? Why?”

“That’s a chick.”

“A chick? Bwahaha, did you hit your gead or somethin’?”

“No, I’m serious. My sister told me.”

“Maki? Ain’t she only talking about this stupid next Detective Prince these days?”

"Tell me about it. But she was dead serious anyways. Showed me this video of Luka walking into some bathroom.”

“And?”

“The craziest shit happened! Next thing a chick looking exactly like him walked outta there! The bag was the same too! Even had the same charms on it and all!”

“You sure you didn’t imagine it?”

“I know my bro’s face! That was him! Maki said he’s a chick!”

“Does he at least look cute? Maybe I can ask him out~”

“Dude, eww! You’d really dress a crossdresser?”

“Mom’s annoyed that I'm not getting a girlfriend. Luka could be my life savior!”

“You’re weird…”

“Nah man, just desperate. Anyone would do at this point.”

“Even a weird crossdressing chick?”

“Oh you have no idea…”

Luka recognized the voices, two if his friends. And it turned out that one of them was Maki’s brother. It was true in the end… Maki had something to do with those rumors. All the laughter, all the glares… Not just that but when Luka was hanging out with the guys he felt some odd stares at him. In fact he recently felt checked out, to the point it was hard to focus on anything really. It was hard to enjoy the time off with the guys. All because they believed one thing – That Luka was a female. This was just one of many conversations. 

Yet if he dared to bring it up? Well, things would not end greatly. When he thought that he could at least talk about those things properly with the guys, why he had the constant feeling of being ogled, especially from behind, they would only tell Luka to ‘get it together’ and that ‘it’s a guys’ thing’. They avoided the confrontation, plain and simple, disregarding how he felt in the end. All he could do was shut up unless ‘he had to tell them something’. All from a rumor… He couldn’t even talk with most of his buddies anymore. It just felt so uncomfortable, so alienating. He was treated differently within the group. It was either distance or the guys becoming competitive to ‘talk alone with Luka’. And it left them in utter shock if not disgust. He could no longer talk to them either without worrying about such things… This was the worst.

Luka wanted to throw up, he really did. The time where he didn’t want to be reminded of his body. It was an on and off thing of course but the times where he really didn’t want to think about it and just be seen as a dude at the very least… Even that had been taken away from him. Sure, it still wasn’t the greatest situation as he had to pretend to only be ‘Luka’ but at least he felt as if he could be… Well, a guy. Be one of the dudes. Just the feeling of being seen as a guy was satisfying enough. But now…

The others are just reminding him of a body he cannot have at the time and he does not feel proud of. Not just that but they see him as a… Well, ‘she’. And there was no changing that mind… It was either a face of disgust or having the eyes of creeps on him.

“ Good luck roleplaying, Crossdresser! Then again, not like me and the others will miss you anyways~ ”

N… No, that… It’s not– 

Then again… Maybe Maki has a point… The flower on the desk had said it all… 

They’re useless and weird, do it’s best if they were just… Gone.

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[manikrege]

If you turn 30 in 5 years or less, I need you to understand something.

My best friend, who's 26 and a self-started small business entrepreneur now, told me her deepest wish & biggest dream was being on the Forbes 30 under 30 List.

Like a best friend, I hyped her up & told her it was inevitable - she'd definitely get there.

But then we marinated on the truth that she only has a few years left (now even less) to make it happen ... It looked too difficult.

In response, I assured her there's enough time because I didn't know what else to say. I didn't have the words that I should've used at that time, until today when I came across a stupid LinkedIn post which brought back the memory.

The post was from your stock footage old HR recruiter complaining about Gen-Z's tendency to prioritise all the wrong things. Yes, cue the eye rolls already.

She talked about how buying an iPhone for 1L is okay for us but using that as capital to start our own business feels too risky.

How we always complain about salads being expensive but going on a dinner date is okay.

How enrolling for a 3L course to upskill feels too costly but we're cool with spending that amount on traveling/vacations.

I usually just scroll past by, because I can't take LinkedIn less seriously nowadays - it's become Facebook at this point - but in this case I wrote back in the comments.

See, I did go on a fancy dinner date last month! *wink wink*

Omg this was my first one EVER. I'm turning 25 soon and I've never done something like it because I was always studious in school & then prioritised my career right from day uno of my first job, so I always told my friends that I find getting into a relationship something bored people do - I said dating is for kids & I'll look out for someone once I'm well settled.

But I was lying to myself. Of course I wanted to know & be with someone - emotionally & physically, too. Of course my body understands attractions & has certain needs, and my mind craves companionship from time to time.

So I did follow through with my Bumble match & we had sat down at a fancy café named Poetry in Powai - and we talked for 3 goddamn hours nonstop. I've become very health conscious but that day, the person's presence loosened me up & I had fried junk food & TOTALLY LOVED IT.

In passing, they said the most beautiful thing anyone has ever told me - they said they could watch time passing by as the Sun set outside the window but they let it go because they were so lost in me (and so was I in them).

Someday I'll talk about my first kiss because writers gotta milk out every opportunity bwahaha but the point is that this goes against everything the God-fearing, traditional mindsetted, 20-year-old Manik believed in. If he saw the future, he'd curse me for wasting my time on irrelevant useless stuff and ask me to focus on myself.

Secondly, I've been taking myself out on solo dates on the weekends (still do now, and my partner totally understands). I fell in love with this gorgeous mall called Phoenix Palladium & I spent 3 hours walking every square meter it covers last weekend after office. In April, I'm saving up to go on a Goa trip with friends. But the agenda is the same - I no longer hustle on the weekends. I'll either sleep and do my gym sessions in between, or I'll get myself out of my room. I have fun.

Thirdly, I did buy a fancy phone too because it had a good camera. I'm very camera conscious but one of my new year resolutions was to push myself out of that awkwardness & click a selfie every day - I've maintained that streak so far.

I'm saying all of this because it feels great.

It's what I'm supposed to do when I'm 24. I'm supposed to fall in love, go on dates, be intimate & get my heart broken just to see how the hurt feels like (although dear partner if you're reading this, don't break up so soon please!).

I'm supposed to start loving & respecting my own body & realising that while being healthy & working on fitness is definitely so important, the composition of my body doesn't define how beautiful I am so it's totally ok if I give into my craving and have that pizza today.

I'm supposed to be doing goofy things. I AM SUPPOSED TO BE WASTING THIS TIME OF MY LIFE PRECISELY BECAUSE I CAN AFFORD IT. Silly shit. I'm supposed to be failing & making silly mistakes so I can learn from them & pass the lessons to the next generation.

Why. The. Fuck. Should I feel guilty about having fun & doing things that made me happy? Why should I always take life so seriously? Where has that gotten me so far?

I lost my childhood because I was always focused on growing up. My parents first, my teachers next & my friends afterward - everyone has had these unsaid expectations from me that I'll become successful in life. And I'm grateful that they believe in me. But I was talking to one of my interns & was telling her I had a wild Friday. She said that she couldn't imagine me partying & dancing because Im always so focused & serious at work.

And she wasn't exactly complimenting me. It hurt that people can't imagine Manik Rege being a party person. And I don't like that.

All my hard work has always been steamrolled with obstacles politics & failures. Life has always pushed me down on the floor & laughed as I mustered the strength to stand up again, and start from scratch. I have rebuilt myself a thousand times but now I'm done with the hustle.

I'm not giving up on my dreams & ambitions.

I'm just throwing away the sand glass that emptied itself at the mark of turning 30 years old.

Because I didn't confess this to my best friend back then but being in Forbes was my biggest dream too and not reaching there in time to qualify was my darkest fear.

I personally know people who've been featured in the Forbes list. I'm happy for them. But I felt so jealous because that was my idea of being successful too.

My idea of success, as fed to me by others, was having a well paying job and a wife and a kid and a house by 30. My idea of success was fame and money and stability and career growth.

So every time someone asked me to do something that didn't directly contribute to those holy goals, I used to back out. I didn't realise how much I was missing out on. Because I thought it was all pointless.

Almost every fourth Reel I see on IG is about some entrepreneur repeating my uncle's wisdom about how I shouldn't waste this time of my life in anything else apart from building my career.

And i respect that but I've also secretly just wanted to be a goddamn teenager for once. And do teenagey stuff.

Why did I always feel guilty about it? Why did I regret having junk food once in a while. Or trying to find someone good on dating apps. Or just not working & exploring the city. Because it didn't make me successful?

Ok you know what I'm going to list down shit that I think makes me very successful. These are my achievements in the past few years:

1. I battled a severe health crisis & basically came back from the dead. I was 108kgs, now 84kgs and the transformation gave me so much confidence. I now love the gym, look forward to trekking in the monsoon, and feel good about my own body.

2. I made peace with my parents. They're lovely & have always loved me but like any parents, they're flawed & sometimes irritating too. But we talked about our differences in opinions & perspectives & agreed to co-exist. We worked on our past trauma - stuff we never had the courage to discuss because I felt it would make me look like an ungrateful kid. But we apologised for what we know was wrong & we're slowly healing.

3. I had sex.

4. I made a few new best friends who have become the strongest support system I've ever had. We have so many beautiful mature conversations & always hype each other up so much that it looks cringey & overdramatic but we love each other painfully to shreds.

5. I lost my well-paying job abroad because of COVID & had an year long gap but I fearlessly fought my way back into the industry. I'm 3 years behind if I consider my original timeline that I used to believe in when I was 20. I don't even earn half of what my friends do. But I now have a job & am figuring out my career all over again despite have faced such a deadly blowback years back.

There are so many others but my point is that I never stopped to congratulate myself on these achievements. AND THEY ARE ACHIEVEMENTS.

Finding so much body confidence & having the courage to fall in love with yourself is an achievement. Because I know so many people who struggle with it.

Healing difficult relationships is an achievement. And being able to talk about such mature themes so openly is achievement.

Experiencing real intimacy is an achievement.

Failing in your career but not giving up is an achievement. Regardless of whether your attempts are showing results or regardless of how slow the progress is. Changing professions and following your passion or simply surviving in a job until you have a better one. It all takes balls.

Gathering the strength to make your bed in the morning when you're so sore & hurt. Or just keeping the pillows correctly. Or making yourself breakfast or cleaning your room. Or just bloody smiling when everything is going wrong in your life. Or facing your anxiety by placing your own order at Subway in person.

These look trivial but I promise you, they're very difficult for a lot of people. And for once, I just wanted to tell YOU specifically that I'm so proud of you. You're doing amazing sweety.

HAVING THE COURAGE TO LIVE & BREATHE & EXIST IS AN ACHIEVEMENT.

I want my friend to know that she'll always be the most awesome entrepreneur I know. Because she's the first friend of mine who had the balls to step out on her own.

While I hope she does get into the Forbes list, it's nowhere in my list of priorities or expectations for her or myself now.

Because I know her. I've seen her struggle. And the fact that she carried on is reason enough to say she's awesome.

I also want her to know that she was the first one to take me clubbing. And I don't want all this hustle to take that special part away from her. She's a party person. Now so am I.

And I wish for both of us to continue finding happiness in that totally unproductive space.

I want us to be happy about doing something without calculating how better it makes our lives in the future.

If watching Netflix, for example, is your sin, please do enjoy it. Reading books isn't the only way to learn. Nor should learning every day be a norm. YES, it's okay to not grow & just experience normal fun stuff.

Pursue your ambitions with all your grit but do not let anyone guilt trip, gaslight or shame you into thinking that you must constantly be at it every single day.

I have been through multiple burnouts. I have seen others burn out too. It's not pretty trust me. It's not at all worth it.

Sure your job is your survival but please treat it only as that. It is what you do to afford the life you like or want to build. It is not the definition of your worth & talent because baby that is infinite.

So you know what, screw this, I no longer care about competing. I want everyone to be successful & I'll be successful in my own way. And we'll celebrate each other.

I am done with this bullshit tutorial tution class mentality where they used to separate us into the class of smart kids & the less smart kids. I was in the smart ones but now I realise how toxic that distinction was. And those adults do it because they love watching us fight with each other. They've always made us all compete against time because they don't understand the repercussions of running too fast.

I am now realising how powerful I become when I stop trying to win myself & reach out to help others from the bottom of my heart. Let me lift you up, and I'll tell you when I need you too. Let's support each other. Let's communicate our needs & figure out how we can work together rather than fighting to one-up each other.

And let's work together on the Forbes list. If we make it, great. If one of us does, great. If we don't, great because then we can accept it means absolutely nothing.

If you're going to turn 30 in 5 years or less, understand that 30 is not the cutoff.

You are on time. You have a shitload of time left.

You are on track.

And you deserve to have fun.

30 is actually when you start growing. 30 is when you set the foundation. And so is 60 - there is no such thing as being late.

30 is only the beginning. Are you excited for it?

[marinehero-a]

"you're trying so hard, but it's all for nothing." kaku spoke as he ran a hand down his face. "one way or another the government is going to find me and i'll be dead and the world will be better off for it."

ლ.    He listened to the other's words with a blank expression, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall of his room. Bogard had just finished giving a report to Sengoku before Garp had returned to Kaku, and while it had been meant to be confidential, he couldn't exactly say he was surprised that the former Cipher Pol member had somehow overheard it.

     Still, as Kaku kept talking, he let out a sigh through clenched teeth, his finger going up to pick at his ear as an unimpressed look graced his face.

“ Is that the kind of crap they fed you ?  ”   he scoffed,   “ What kind of stupid claim is that ?  The world would be better off for it—  bwahaha !  The only man better dead is a pirate. Heh, and even that's something that can change, ”   the sea knows Luffy’s part in that, but even without he could list dozens of other crews which would fall underneath such category like Newgate, even if he’d never admit it.

     He laughed again —  a cackling noise  — and shook his head. He'd been around far longer than most, but still didn't know everything about the fine details of Cipher Pol. But what he did know made his blood boil  ( fucking slavery ),  and he was well aware that Sengoku had withheld even more information from him on purpose.

“ But fine, you brat. You say that you would be better off turning yourself in ? ”   he raised his chin, his grin sharpening but by no means less mirthful,   “ Prove it. Attack my crew. Attack some random civilians the next time we dock, out of your own damn free will. Prove those bastards up top that they're right, and then we'll talk more about it, ”   he let his words linger for a moment before continuing more firmly,   “ Until then, I don't want to hear another word of government bullshit, understood ?  I already have to listen to enough of it from Senny without you spitting it all over my ship as well. ”

     Maybe not the most helpful of words, but Garp was hardly about to change his ways just because he'd picked up some wanted brat on an impulse. Nor would he waste energy on trying to force the guy to believe anything  ( he knew things didn't work like that anyway, as much as he liked to act otherwise ).  Still, as he moved to leave, he found himself pausing in the doorway.

“ Maybe the government will find you and then hang your guts up for display, ”    his head barely looking over his shoulder,   “ Maybe I'll manage to convince them to leave you under my charge. Or maybe you'll run away the next island we stop by. Until any of that crap happens, you're stuck here and you're as safe as you can be, brat, ”   he knew it wouldn't be forever, but he —   for one apparently  — didn't see the point in to worry so much about it. Things would work out, and until then, the brat should just lighten up a bit,   “ Believe it or not, I don't care. Just don't waste your food later. It's plain stupidity to get on the bad side of a cook at sea. ”

[nrhshm]

Hi Nour! May i request a headcannon where reader is the exact opposite of mihawk (kinda like shanks) but he's head over heels for her? (: Thank you!

It's more of a scenario than a headcannon. Srry😅

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Mihawk's S/o being his complete opposite

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. S/o taken female

. Spoiler free

. SFW

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The clock striking 1:30 am, a loud crash shot the hawkeyed man awake immediately. He barely had time to register the fact that he had dozed off waiting for your return. Which you eventually, did.

A bottle of booze now in pieces, splattered on the entryway, with it's owner on the ground, darkness covering their features. You look up at the said man and a blushy grin overtakes your complexion.

"H-Hello DRACUOOLAA, here toooo... suck my blood?" You blurt out stupidly, the said "Dracula" deadpanning at your lousy state.

Mihawk furrows his eyes in frustration, already despising the idea of dealing with this a fourth time. He silently picks you up bridal style, somehow tolerating the strong smell of alcohol against his senses.

"Just how many bottles did you drink?" He's already aware of your annoying passion with parties, and with parties come heavy dozes of sake contests and games. And YOU- confidently knowing your victorious drinking record -participate in such activities.

"Oo! Oo! W-What do you call a blwood-drwinking deerww..?"

" *sigh* ... what?"

"Vlad... the Impala! BWAHAHA-!!" You cackle loudly at your so-called "pathetic joke". Mihawk ont the other hand, lets out a loud hopeless sigh knowing how stupid you sound. And maybe, MAYBE, if you had a clear view of his face you would have noticed his mouth corners slowly curving up.

Unknown to you, Mihawk finds your laugh pacifying, somehow. You've always been that one ray of sunshine illuminating the void in his heart, always laughing, smiling, so carefree about everything. Even the toughest things don't shake you, holding a motto to never act on things unless absolutely necessary.

Yet he never seemed to understand your approach. Someone once stole your wallet and you kept laughing about it for the rest of the day. It makes him worried sometimes, how careless things could get, and you'd be waving your hand in a dismissive manner, calling his behaviour "un-chill" and "grandma-like".

The raven haired halts at one of the hallway doors, putting his daydreaming to a stop. His bedroom door... The said man blinks several times. He's sure he was walking you back to YOUR room! Then how did he-?

"... Oi... Don't go.." You, now asleep on his back, tighten your hold around his neck. Mihawk's grip seemed to have loosened along the ride, in which he immediately secures you back before you fall off.

"Curse this." He mumbles, a bit embarrassed by the series of mistakes he's already done. As far as he remembers he's been a man of total composure, not a single mistake have been made throughout his swordsman years. It's only around you, YOU, that he manages to flunk up so clumsily.

Where you influencing him so much?

Mihawk lets out one last sigh, taking a break from his barrage of memories. He delicately twists the doorknob, and with a slight creek, makes it in.

He makes sure to place you as careful as possible, despite knowing how much of deep sleeper you are. Not to mention how soft and ravishing the bedsheets are, of the finest quality across the world, thus your entire body relaxes onto the matress, a smile creeping along the line of your lips. Now standing at the other side of the room , Mihawk watches you fondly, giddy feelings surfacing back again.

He loves you, surely there's not a single sentence in the entirety of the world's books that could describe his level of attachment to you. Back then he thought he'd achieved his dream, his purpose in life, everything was done after that. But then you came in the picture, his total COMPLETE opposite. Messy, rambunctious, carefree, expressive... you name it. To summarise, he found you darn annoying and an after-thought. Despite his dry treatment, you always stuck to the man, inviting him to toasts and parties that he never wanted to involve himself in. Your cheeky demeanor, and a stacky bonus of charm and beauty, he found himself lost in his own emotions.

Maybe this is what led him to that... unfamiliar situation. The term "Opposites attract" never appealed to him till now, and it just seems too good to be true. From an annoying loud brat, to a partner he couldn't have asked for any better.

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" My hopeless darling... just how much longer will you make me worry...?"

[aoshihugs]

take some hcs bc i have horrible karasu brainrot so…

⤿ general and ‘x reader’ hcs , shitposting

❥ stupid stupid STUPID smirk, he looks so smug all the time i hate his face so much

❥ the type to aggressively poke you to get your attention (probably likes to “tase” people)

❥ wannabe electric guitar/bass player, doesn’t actually own or play guitar or bass, watches dave504

❥ genuinely thinks he isn’t attractive — like he’s average-looking — despite his lowkey fboy vibes

❥ “I GET NO HOES, JOSH. THESE BITCHES DON’T FUCK WITH ME! SO WHY DO I HAVE THIS REPUTATION??”

❥ would be a very sweet bf tho bc that insecurity would fuel determination to prove himself in a relationship

❥ the type to buy flowers when he picks you up for a date, both to impress you and bc he feels like that’s what boyfriends are supposed to do

❥ makes fun of euphoria but would probably be invested in the drama if he watched it (who is nate jacobs and how long has she been fucking him??)

❥ lowkey one of those elitist marvel guys that gatekeeps from casual fans… it’s not that serious bro, just read your silly little comics and mind your silly little business

❥ “oh you like marvel movies? name all of them in chronological order rn 🤨” 😐😐

❥ stupid stupid laugh UGH probably sounds like “pfft- HAHAHAHAH” or “BWAHAHA” i hate him

❥ ik bllk fans hate to see hq comparisons but LISTEN just imagine kuroo’s dumbass full body cry-laugh and replace it with karasu! funny asl!

❥ also hits his fist on the nearest surface when he laughs

❥ no but actually evacuate the premises when he starts doing this, no one is safe from his fists

❥ probably looks hot when he raises an eyebrow and smiles

❥ yk the white boy arm swing thing on tiktok that ppl make fun of? yea he does that

❥ average justin timberlake fan, hates ‘can’t stop the feeling’ tho (as he should <3)

❥ not the type to draw on someone when they’re sleeping but definitely the type to try to stack/balance as much stuff on their head before it falls off or they wake up

❥ 🅿️

❥ tries to flirt but isn’t as smooth as he thinks he is. also cannot take what he dishes out lmao if you wink at this dude he’s already on the floor flatlining.

❥ if you’re walking next to him and hold his hand out of nowhere he just starts buffering irl — full steam-out-the-ears-eyes-wide-open-awooga-awooga-sound-effect reaction

❥ still tries to play it cool but he’s not fooling anyone lmao those ears are red

❥ sleeps on his side with both hands under his head/pillow. doesn’t move around too much in his sleep but somehow always kicks the blankets off and wakes up cold

❥ never lets anyone see him w/o gelled-back hair, but probably looks so good when it’s down

❥ runs up the stairs when turning off the lights after watching a scary movie, those demons won’t catch him today 😤😤

❥ likes amusement parks and fairs and carnivals bc he likes to show off at prize games

❥ particularly good at the basketball, watergun, gopher, and can tower games

❥ dogshit at the ring toss tho L

❥ L

[devilmaywrite]

hiya!! I kind of have a very specific headcannons request if that’s ok! :,)

so I pole dance and sometimes we have open pole nights where we can bring a friend or s/o, and I was wondering if you could write about the reader asking Dante (who had no idea they even did pole) to come along to one of these events bc they have no one else to ask? maybe the reader has a crush on him too bwahaha

sorry for the long request, figure I’d add as much detail as I could. thank you so much! :)

Of course! And honestly the more detail, the better! I hope I did this justice :)

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You've been friends with Dante for a while. While sometimes you wish the two of you were more than that, you've realized that you don't actually know that much about each other. You knew he had a weird job, he claims to be a plumber and you don't really buy it, but you never push him on it. In return, he doesn't ask you too many personal questions, though he's always happy to listen should you happen to get on that topic.

Tonight you're having an open pole night, while you want to invite Dante, it's dawned on you that you've never really told him about your job. You know he'd never judge you so actually asking isn't really the hard part here, it's more your intent. You've been wanting to pursue the man for a while and you figure that sharing this part of your life would be a good step forward.

You find that it is when you finally send the text.

Hey, so it's open pole night. Was wondering if you'd wanna swing by? Totally cool if not :)

He's quick to respond: You never told me you were a dancer, sunshine ;). Yeah, I'll come by, should be free tonight.

You can't help the smile that tugs at your lips as you read the message and the stupid sticker he sends that says "TOTALLY!". You send him the details before putting your phone down to get ready for tonight.

You plan out your outfit for the night, opting for your favorite. If Dante was going to be there, you figure that you should look your best. You do find yourself getting nervous as the time gets closer. What if he blows you off? Or what if he's just not into it? No, you know him better than that. He's too sweet to flake and he's always been interested in you and therefore what you like to do. You're sure he knows this is important to you. He'll show up.

A few hours later and it's time for you to go on stage. Before your set, you peek out in the crowd, looking for the man of the hour. You breathe a sigh of relief as you spot a flash of white hair in the corner. Dante is nursing what’s likely a double-shot of whiskey, intently looking at the stage with a lazy smirk on his face. You know he sees you somehow when he does his two-finger salute towards you before turning his gaze away. It calms your nerves a bit to know that he’s here watching, mostly because he didn’t stand you up.

You do your set flawlessly, the audience watching in awe as your body moves fluidly around the pole. It’s a second nature at this point, your body nearly doing it on auto-pilot. You spare a glance at Dante as you spin, a smile gracing your features as you see his. He’s visibly impressed, smirk never leaving his face nor his eyes leaving you as he takes a sip of his drink. You always take pleasure in the fact that the audience watches you so intently, but you can’t help the blush dusting your features under Dante’s appreciative gaze.

It’s about twenty minutes before your set is finished and you’re backstage again, dressing down a bit to be more comfortable. Your phone goes off as Dante texts you, telling you that he’ll meet you outside. You raise an eyebrow at that but don’t think much of it as you grab your bag and walk out the door. You almost miss him entirely in the dark until you hear his voice behind you.

“You were pretty amazing tonight, I gotta say. How come you never told me you do this?”

You smile at that as you turn to face him. He’s leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, the guitar that he usually carries around resting against the wall near his feet.

“You never asked. Plus, you’re pretty evasive about your job.”

Your tone is teasing as you walk up to him, a smile tugging at your lips. His expression matches yours as he looks down at you fondly. He just looks at you for a moment and you almost shrink away from the tension in his gaze.

“Well, ya got me there, sweetheart. Wanna go get pizza or something? You must be about to starve after all that.” 

He’s taking a few steps towards you before draping an arm around your shoulders, looking down at you, though he doesn’t bother to wait for an answer as he’s grabbing his guitar case and guiding you down the street.

[just-mya-writing]

Break Up

Kenny x reader break up. Also Kyle x reader break up. Much angst. Writing this through tears. Gender neutral reader. 

TW//: implied suicide 

You and Kyle used to be the perfect couple. All throughout high school, you two were always seen by each others side. If your class was on the third floor while his was outside, he’d walk you to class every single day. He did football, so you did sports medicine. You did theatre, so he did orchestra. Whatever you did, wherever you went, Kyle wasn’t too far behind. You even shared multiple AP and honors classes together. After all, who could possibly make for a better lab partner?

Cartman extended his mistreatment of Kyle towards you, but neither of you cared for what the fat man said. Stan became one of your closest and dearest friends, becoming the unfortunate third wheel. Meanwhile, Kenny-

Kenny.

Kenny was...your ex. A bittersweet relationship between the two of you lasted a whole three years before the ugly end. You don’t like thinking about it. You don’t like talking about it. You hated him. Hated all the tears he made tumble down your cheeks. Hated the ache you felt in your heart, in your stomach, each and every time you saw the color orange. You hated the sunsets you’d used to watch together and the constellations he had learned just to impress you. You hated his goofy smile, and unkept hair, and large warm hands. 

You hated Kenny McCormick. 

From that bittersweet summer of eighth grade all throughout high school. Every time something reminded you of the boy, the pain and resentment swirled around inside, fighting for dominance. But perhaps the one thing you hated most of all was the fact that you couldn’t stop thinking of him.   

That summer was rough. The breakup, the fighting, the tears. It happened just like it does in all those stupid movies you watched with him. Unlike those movies however, there was no big reunion. No ‘I’m sorry’ or ‘I need you in my life’. Nothing. Just like you felt when you ran, barefoot, away from his house. Tears and insults flying behind you. Your intended destination was the park. You didn’t go to the park.

You heard the red haired boy gasp your name as you tumbled inside, hiccupping sobs still coming out from clenched teeth. You did the first thing that came to mind. The first thing you could think of. You hugged your friend Kyle. Tightly wrapping your arms around his skinny body, you pulled him as close as you could. His mom was yelling at him to close the door, or maybe she was yelling at him to come back to the dinner table. You don’t know. The only thing that you could think about was your boyfriend. Your ex-boyfriend. And the way Kyle’s arms felt around you. Soft. Sturdy.

Safe. 

He comforted you through tears and a bottle of room temperature water. He didn’t have to, but he did. Of course he would...it’s Kyle. He’d stand between you and an angry hornet if he had to. That’s just the kind of person he was. You were thankful, apologizing when you weren’t thanking him for sitting beside you. Your soft whimpers turned silent as he soothed your thoughts and wiped away your tears. You knew he was saying something, but couldn’t remember the words. But you remember the warmth felt while being with Kyle. Kenny’s name and crime soon melted away from your mind from a single kiss on your forehead. Kyle’s lips were soft. As soft as his chest, which was softer than your favorite pillow. You hated how quickly you fell asleep that night. You hated how you didn’t hear him as he confessed his love for you, smiling the whole time. You hated how neither of you had talked about that night for days afterwards. But now, you hated how you agreed to go out with him. 

Kyle was very different from Kenny. Obviously. Kenny took you on random trips to the beach and ran through sprinklers with you on his back. Kyle planned coffee dates and walked through the park with you my his side. Kyle kissed you as if he cherished every last second. Kenny kissed you as if it were his last second alive. Kyle wanted to take things slow. Kenny joked about the names he thought of giving the kids you were going to have. Both had told you he loved you more than anything else. 

“...I guess that was a lie.” you whispered to yourself. You wanted to laugh, but all that came out was a dry chuckle. You watched as your phone blinked 1% for a few short seconds before finally dying. It too had given up on you when you needed it. You placed the dead phone on the sidewalk you were sitting on, staring at your reflection. You couldn’t register the person staring back at you was...you. The person in the reflection looked sad, miserable. They had tears in their eyes. But you don’t-

Oh. You were crying. You didn’t bother wiping them away, letting large drops splash on top of your useless phone. The streetlight you sat under fizzled, then shut off, leaving you in near complete darkness. Alone. You were tired. You wanted to go to sleep. You laid down on the cold sidewalk, curling up in a futile attempt to conserve as much body heat as possible. You heard his voice echoing in your head. 

“It’s just not working out anymore”

You tried to shut it out, tried to ignore the feelings that bubbled up to your throat. 

“I can’t do this anymore...I just can’t! You’re insufferable! I just. I need to be alone!”

“Kyle...please” you whispered. Teeth chattering. You were scared that the tears sliding out from your closed eyes would freeze them shut forever.  

“Get out. I said get out! Out!”

You wouldn’t have minded never opening your eyes again. 

“Kyle...you-you promised. You promised me forever...was that just-”

“For fucks sake, get the hell out of here already!”

You’re starting to thing Kyle wouldn’t mind either. 

“Hey...hey Ken. It’s, uh. It’s me.”

“Ooooh, hi hi me. Helloooo” 

“I-Kenny are you drunk?”

“...maybe”

Not even Kenny, the boy who said he’d move mountains for you, would care if you just...if you’d...

“Pfft. Skkrt...bwahaha! You mean. You’re actually-aha to tell me. You? In New York right now? Yeeeeah right. I’m no dumbass, dumbass. Your the dumbass...d-d...dumbass.”

Maybe he was right. You were a dumbass. But hey, at least now you know. 

“I won’t miss you”

[kaderp]

ALRIGHT FUCKERS THIS IS GONNA BE A HELLA LONG MEGAPOST AS I WAS GIVEN THE OK

BASICALLY this is gonna be a collection of bullshit me and @blackfliesinbluesugar have come up with and drawn

It starts with Goldie still living in Ireland at 17-19 and Scrooge from ages 18-20 staying in Scotland. And long story short they're dumbasses as teens. Cliche forbidden romance type stuff. Goldie's dad has shot people in the foot for trying to mess around with Goldie or just even talk to her for too long. So the only logical explanation they have is make Scrooge hide in the barn when he visits.

Basically Scrooge chills in the barn for a while cause Goldie's the only one that ever really goes in there because she's in charge of all the chores there. Which is where the context of this post is from

After the first time they fooled around Goldie was like 'oh crap what if I got pregnant D:' and told her mom she's going through a phase of flowey/big dresses when in reality she's trying to hide a potential baby bump. Now her mom doesn't care because she's too caught up in the fact that Goldie is finally 'acting like a lady.'

So eventually because they never put together that 'hey, if we keeping doing this we're gonna end up with a baby', Goldie does end up pregnant. And because her dad is a dick and a 'I catch you with my daughter then you die' type of shotgun dad, Goldie is freaking tf out.

About a month after she finds out she's pregnant, the O'Gilt's (well mostly just Goldie and her mom lol) get invited to a fancy dinner and Scrooge is really wanting to see Goldie again. So what better way to see her than to travel to Ireland, steal a uniform, and sneak into said dinner party as a busboy. Problem is he can't risk Goldie's dad seeing him again so he tries to slick back his whiskers

But while Scrooge is running around, he eventually spots Goldie across the room. Now he's never seen her in anything fancy, usually just the flannel and green work skirt. And he just about dies 😭

By now she has a bit of a baby bump she's had to hide so she normally goes for high waisted dresses that immediately flow out.

Anyways, as Scrooge is putting on the uniform he realizes he has absolutely no idea how to actually be a busboy. He doesn't know the first thing about dining and stuff so he's just like AAAAAAA

As they both see each other, Scrooge gives a dorky grin and Goldie smiles before realizing he snuck in. Right when Scrooge goes to see her he gets dumped with a bunch of dishes he has to set. Goldie sees him struggling to figure out how to set a table and he just gives her a nervous grin while she's like 'oh you beautiful dumbass -_-'

She's turning red cause she's trying so hard not to burst out in laughter as Scrooge slips and a bunch of silverware falls on him

He's getting yelled at by the director but he's just giving Goldie a goofy grin from across the room.

Her parents: remember to be calm and not make a scene no matter wh-

Goldie watching Scrooge trip on the tablecloth: BWAHAHA

But as the dinner progresses, Goldie remembers Scrooge doesn't even know she's pregnant. So she keeps trying to tell him but they both constantly get pulled away to do other things.

Towards the end of dinner Scrooge gets a free moment and realizes then that 'holy shit I actually like really love her!' So he darts to wherever she is and is struggling to get it out cause he doesn't know how much time he has left. He eventually spits it out and tells Goldie he loves her and is immediately called away. Scrooge takes her hands and quickly kisses her cheek before running to wherever the director is calling him from.

Goldie is shocked and stays still for a moment but by the time the shock wears off she realizes Scrooge is already long gone and they don't see each other again. And now Goldie's like 'crap crap crap, he said he loves me and I didn't even tell him I'm pregnant.'

They aren't able to communicate for a while cause Goldie's so focused on trying to keep her family pleased while still hiding her baby bump, and Scrooge keeps getting sidetracked and forgetting to write. (You can't tell me that isn't something he'd do because he kept getting distracted in the life and times when coming back home). He has her address, and he has started a letter, and even his family knows about her. 3ish months pass of no communications until one night Goldie starts contractions.

She darts to the barn after the first contraction and realizes she has to do this alone. A letter takes a day to get to Scrooge and going to Scotland herself would take closer to 7 hours. At that point it would be safer to not move.

It's like 3am by the time she lays and the egg ends up being pretty small. The entire time Goldie was just getting sicker and sicker. She ends up too weak to even hide the egg and has a high fever. She seriously thinks she's not gonna make it for the first night she can barely stay conscious.

The next morning she has just enough strength to lazily hide the egg in the hay and sluggishly make her way back to the main house. Her parents are already up and she explains she started feeling iffy while doing chores and collapses.

Because her parents aren't completely heartless and she still is their daughter, her parents' main focus shifts to trying to nurse her back to health. They assume she fell with a bad flu and don't know she had spent all night laying an egg.

During this time she writes to Scrooge telling him to get over here asap, it's an emergency.

Goldie's parents take over her chores in the barn and the moment they said that Goldie went into panic mode again. During a lunch break she climbs through her window and runs to the barn to hide the egg better. She does, and she successfully makes it back to her room but collapses again and sleeps until the next day.

Scrooge arrives 3 days after she lays and now she's really panicking. She's still weak and sick, and her parents are coming closer and closer to finding the egg. Scrooge when he sees her is genuinely freaking out. Not only for the future and that he now has an egg, but because Goldie did it by herself in a dirty barn. She's still a little loopy even though it's been a few days and Scrooge just feels heart broken that he wasn't there to help. He starts going on a tangent about how she could have died but Goldie just kisses him to get him to stop blabbering.

Scrooge helps her clean up a bit cause even with her parents looking after her, she's still a mess. But as he's washing her and the egg up, they hear fighting from the main house. Her parents realized she wasn't in her bed. She starts crying and tells Scrooge he needs to run home asap because if her dad finds out he'll most definitely kill him and/or the baby.

(This was the first doodle for the au before deciding on an exact age/place/look so don't mind the sloppiness)

Scrooge escapes right as her dad comes in. She pulls the excuse of she thought she felt well enough to do chores.

Scrooge rn is running like a madman back to Scotland. He went from chilling with his family to being a father who's child needs to be kept secret within a day.

By the time Scrooge gets back home it's the middle of the night and is ngl feeling pretty overwhelmed. He tells Downy that he messed up and she's just like ??? So Scrooge holds up the egg and Downy just purses her lips like 'ah'

The next morning Scrooge explains to his family what happened and doesn't leave out any detail. Fergus and Downy obviously have mixed feelings. Scrooge is barely 19 yet he already has a kid??? But in the end they realize they can't change what's happened and focus on helping Scrooge protect this child.

Once the baby hatched, all mixed feelings from Downy erased and she just went into 'this is my grandbaby and no one will touch her' mood.

Scrooge and Goldie kept in contact from the moment Goldie gave away the egg. Because of the little incident of Goldie 'trying to do chores while sick,' she was put under close monitoring for the next few months and couldn't visit each other. After constant writing back and forth, they find a date to meet up half way between Scotland and Ireland so Goldie can meet her baby. They try to decide on baby names through the letter but they can't agree on anything. Goldie finds out that Scrooge moved out of his small Glasgow home and into McDuck Castle. He gives her the new location on the map as well.

The first time Scrooge tries to sneak out with the baby Fergus is just standing right outside with his brow arched and Scrooge starts freaking out.

Before Scrooge can apologize for trying to sneak out, Fergus just asks if Scrooge would like him to go with.

Scrooge is a little shocked but can't talk with the frog in his throat and just nods. Along the way Scrooge explains how he and Goldie have been trying to find the right time to sneak out for weeks because it was so hard for Goldie to get free time. She was sent to go across country to get supplies and uses that opportunity to go meet up with Scrooge and the baby again.

Fergus just nods and continues.

When they do see Goldie, she almost breaks down at the sight that the baby survived and is being raised in a good house hold and can't stop holding her. The baby is about 3 months old by now. They finally agreed on a name and she ended up being named Maryanne. (Yes Jelly and I chose that because it means Star of the Sea)

She has to give the baby back to Scrooge cause stupid teenage and still getting over pregnancy hormones are getting the better of her and she starts full on sobbing as she sits on the ground. Scrooge freezes cause he's like aaaaaa what do I dooooo while still holding the baby.

But Fergus crouches down to her and asks if she wants a hug. All Goldie can say is 'uh huh' and he just wraps himself around her. She hugs back and Fergus rocks back and forth until Goldie's calmed down.

'I'm sorry I pulled your son into the mess. I-I was just so scared that my papa w-would kill one of us that I didn't know what else to do.'

Fergus pulls her away so he can actually look at her. And part of him feels that tinge of fear and sadness that the two teens had experienced. He grabs onto her shoulders which causes Goldie to look up at him.

'While I dinnae agree what you two did was right. Ah'm proud of you. Because what you did, finding the will to give up a child for their own safety, took a lotta strength there, lass.' And before she can react, Fergus pulls her in again and let's it sink in.

Scrooge is still holding the baby but now he's sitting down and bouncing the cooing baby on his knee while watching the scene unfold.

Over the course of the next few months, Goldie visits as much as possible and she grows closer to the family and Scrooge every time. On the times she can't visit, Fergus accompanies Scrooge in order to protect them from Goldie's dad. She's had a few close calls with her dad, but nothing too serious

After those events, Goldie practically moves in with the McDucks and they work on raising Maryanne. However like in the Rosa series, they're still experiencing tax trouble and Scrooge says he's gonna have to go to South Africa. The baby is about 2 by now and Scrooge is almost 21, while Goldie is about 19 and a half.

(This next section was an accident but basically it started as jotting down ideas but turned into a fic after I said it would take 20 seconds to write but turned into 2 hours fjdbfndn)

Scrooge is torn between whether or not to go until Goldie says she'll go with him. And because she's stubborn, no one objects. So the three travel across the world together. Maryanne practically grows up on the sea and all of those adventures where Goldie is present in the DT17 Rewriting History book happen.

On adventures they trade off tying the baby to their backs until she's old enough to not need to anymore. Although for the more dangerous ones, one of them stays behind.

But because they weren't married and had a kid in their teens, they were generally looked down upon. It got to the point where they just started saying they were married in order to avoid conflict with others. And after a while they actually forgot they weren't in fact married

'Huh, I forgot we're not actually married.' 'WAIT WE'RE NOT???'

Or

'We're married' 'Oh ok, can i see your marriage records?' '... oh right'

But some old lady or old guy either way starts criticizing Goldie for being a young mother and they just deck the shit outta them and run. Or Goldie fighting someone with baby tied to her back.

Maryanne grows up to be an ocean cartographer and leads sailing expeditions and that's all we have for her. Also she has super blue eyes lol

That's basically almost all of the things we have for this au lol

[sunshine304]

Still slow going so I only managed Eps 19 + 20 – not because I don’t like the show, but because life, you know.

OMG how much Yang Jin wants to fight! He’s so thrilled that even Li Yan thinks he’s stupid. XD

Oh no Xie Yun telling sad tales from his childhood, that he had to beg as a learning experience (!) because he was too soft. And of course he made the best of it. Resourceful guy, even as a kid. But seriously, he laughs all of that shit off. “Ah I lived on the streets for three years, but you know, I learned a lot!” Side-eyeing really hard.

And there is A-Fei’s strong bisexual energy again when it comes to Md Nichang. XD And I’m over here like, yeah same, girl. XD Also awww how she hides behind XY, so embarrassed when Md. Nichang praises her skill; she’s all like, “Noooooo”. *blushes* So cute!

OMG A-Fei! That weird gang that Yang Jin hired turns up at Md. Nichang’s door for debt collecting or issuing the challenge or whatever and A-Fei immediately goes, “Who cares what they want. Just beat them up!“ My queen. XD

Loved them confronting Yang Jin and bluffing their way through it. A-Fei to XY: “We don’t have much ability, but we know how to strike a pose.“ Pfff. XD

I laughed so hard when A-Fei and XY go to rescue Li Yan and she’s running circles around her “kidnappers“, and XY being like, “Do we really still have to save her?“ I mean... And A-Fei looks like she wants to say no, but then again: “Ah well, yeah we have to, sorry.” XD

God Li Yan is so exhausting! If I were Yang Jin I’d thrown her out on the street after an hour or so. XD

Ah Li Sheng and ChuChu interlude!  ChuChu immediately being suspicious of the secret post and being right! She’s the best! And awww Li Sheng compliments her! ♥ (And also, is every stupid secret post in Disha’s pockets?!)

Oh no  my OTP is fighting! T_T A-Fei wants to fight Yang Jin because she cares about the reputation of the South Blade which XY finds stupid, but then he gives up and flounces off with an, “OMG do whatever!“ And how A-Fei tries to bribe him with wine, and THERE’s that scene with him going, “Ahah I sell skill, not my body!“ XD A-Fei is so stubborn here, she even resorts to begging and puppy eyes! XD And XY just can’t stay mad at her and realises that aw shit, she’s determined. And he’s whipped.

Bwahaha XY surrounded by all the girls from the Feather Robe Troupe doting on him and A-Fei trying to ignore them. It was a bit mean when XY said that A-Fei does only care about swords and has no sense for amorous feelings. (Though tbf she hasn’t given much indication that she even understands all his flirting.) At least he noticed that that was a step too far, and he was also right that she was jealous (although I guess she didn’t understand that herself yet).

Chuchu interlude! ♥ I just love her and Li Sheng together (I also loved the throuple, it’s a difficult show shipping wise XD). And oh no Li Sheng getting beaten up because he wants to protect her. T_T

That scene of XY stepping closer and closer to A-Fei and going, “Ah you were jealous, I’m sure you can’t look into my eyes. Is your heart beating faster, hm?“ and A-Fei being like, “Nope I have no problem with this!” until she DOES! XD and panics about it. Also it was an, uhm, interesting way for XY to show her that she doesn’t have the strength to fight Yang Jin just now.

OMG Yang Jin loudly training and keeping Li Yan from sleep. XD She is really a manipulative little bitch and I kinda love her even though she’s so annoying. But how she’s clocked that Yang Jin is just a dumb himbo and that crying works every god damn time. XD YJ is so whipped but also has a heart of gold. When he learns that A-Fei got hurt and that the fight wouldn’t be fair he feels super bad about it.

OMG the meeting of Li Yan with everyone! XD Md. Nichang: *confused but intrigued* How is she related to Li Zheng?  A-Fei: *sigh* Authentic granddaughter. Li Yan: A-Fei where’s my brother? (yeah right A-Fei, where is he? XD) A-Fei: Probably kidnapped to be someone’s son-in-law.  XD XD

That fight was fun! Also it was a really heartfelt moment when A-Fei told Md Nichang that she did it to win her the medicine. Yang Jin was a good loser. He can come back. Also, please appreciate A-Fei’s awesome teal coloured outfit, I’m in love!