#I DONT KNOW I WAS IN THE MOOD TO POST MYSELF TODAY

[hammill-goes-fogwalking]

blueberries on supertramp vinyls wannabe supper in america moment

[truethes]

was going to start this post off with a, sorry my asks are so long and then was going to say, no pressure in length but have decided i want to extend this post as a big thank you to my mutuals, for your love and patience and interest to write with me, even if we haven't done so just yet!

[yikes-ajax-thats-sad]

People really think trust issues are just "aww they're scared of love" and it's like bitch no. Trust issues as in I'm deeply in love and the issue is I'm waiting for you break my heart after undergoing periodic abuse in relationships. I'm not scared of love I'm scared of what you'll do with it.

[scionshtola]

so cute to me that shtola won't lb if im a dps but if i go as support she is using the lb as soon as it fills

[shdwtouch]

my mood / energy kinda tanked. just feeling meh :/ it's either adrenaline crash or overstimulation, idk. so imma take my meds and try to sleep. nini all ♡

[todayisafridaynight]

grabbing the ichi plush by the neck and death gripping it like 'good things are to come its all going to be ok good things are to come' like its a lucky amulet

[phagodyke]

SUDDENLY STARTED RAINING SO HARD WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

[ohdeerfully]

hi!! i absolutely love your writing, you write alastor so so well and i absolutely devoured everything you have posted... would you by any chance be open to writing alastor with a f!reader who has an eating disorder/anorexia? <3 it's a triggering topic so i totally understand if you'd rather not! 💖 i've just recently been stressed about feeling like i need to lose weight again despite already having lost quite a lot and it just feels. never enough, so i would much appreciate some comfort! thank you for sharing your writing with us! 💖

hi my love!! i know you requested this some time ago, and i hope youve been feeling better (,: i also struggle with this type of thing so i 100% dont mind writing about it, but just know that you are super beautiful and worth every sweet treat and meal you get!!! mwah mwah mwah i hope you like the story ^.^

Ma Moitié

Alastor x Reader (fluff/comfort)

TW: eating disorder!!! alastor is def OOC hes being a sweetie pie join my discord!

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You always had a poor relationship with your body and food, in life and in death. You went through periods of weight loss, gain, loss again—some seemingly never ending cycle that no amount of therapy has managed to halt.

Your mind was currently weighing the pros and cons of eating the slice of cake offered to you by Charlie. She was celebrating the arrival of a few new residents, the first to arrive since the last extermination. The news really helped the hotel garner some attention, that plus the fancy new renovation Lucifer himself helped with… needless to say, Charlie was thrilled. So, she threw a little party. You had been standing awkwardly near the doorway, trying to find an opportunity to slip away from the small party. But you doubted you could escape without your absence being noticed; there really weren't that many people here to begin with.

You had accepted the cake out of sheer politeness, but you now just held the plate loosely in your hands, chewing on the inside of your cheek as you thought. You’ve been feeling particularly… susceptible to the calories in food lately. You considered the fact that you hadn’t eaten much today—or, honestly, the whole week for that matter. It shouldn’t hurt to just have one slice of cake. Just this once.

But… still… 

You frowned down at the cake. Picking up the plastic fork, you took a tiny chunk from it and lifted it to your lips. Your lips quivered as the food touched your tongue, and you felt sick as you chewed. You managed to swallow after an unnecessarily long few seconds of chewing, and you continued to just stare down at your plate. You didn’t think you’d be able to handle another bite.

Niffty had seen the sickly expression on your face, and loudly started throwing questions at you. Were you sick? Did you hate the party? Why didn’t you like the cake she made? Her loud voice was growing in volume, and catching the attention of a few other demons in the room. You tried various ways to shush her, attempting to answer her questions politely, but you felt your heart rate pick up at the obviously growing number of eyes.

“I’m not incredibly fond of sweets myself,” You heard that radio-afflicted voice pipe up from behind. You couldn’t help but jump at the unexpected presence, but you turned your head with a light smile. Alastor was looking curiously down at Niffty and you. 

“Ah, yeah, the cake’s great, I just… don’t like dessert that much…” You lied. You actually really liked cake, but it had been a long time since you were actually able to enjoy it without feeling intensely guilty about it. The tiny demon made a fussy comment about how nobody appreciated her and all of her hard work, stomping away. Her mood didn’t last, though, immediately getting caught up in cleaning something you couldn’t even see. 

You turned your head to thank Alastor, but you saw his smile drop slightly as he looked at you. The demon bent at the waist to lean down, his mouth near your ear and his usually boisterous voice quieted to a whisper. “Is everything alright, mon coeur?”

You felt your face heat up, both at the words he spoke and the proximity. You and Alastor had been quietly ‘official’ for quite a while now, but you weren’t sure if you’d ever get used to the small gestures of affection from the Radio Demon. It felt weird if you thought about it too long.

“I’m okay, just…” You weren’t sure how open you wanted to be about how you were feeling. Alastor knew about your poor body image and eating habits, but he truthfully never really knew how to go about comforting you. Plus, you felt as if your personal struggles were trivial to a literal Overlord of Hell. You didn’t want to bother him with your own shit.

“I’m fine,” You finally decided. You could tell Alastor knew you were lying, with that furrow of his eyebrows, but he stood up straight and didn’t push. You sighed and gently placed the plate of cake down on a small entryway table by the door you had been lurking near.

“I’ll get us out of here,” He declared with a wide smile, and he strode forward to where Charlie stood talking to the group of new guests. She knew Alastor was approaching due to the look of horror that slowly crossed the new demon’s faces. You couldn’t quite hear what they were saying, but it looked like she briefly scolded Alastor for being so damn intimidating for no reason.

They chatted for a moment, and you could hear the Radio Demon’s obnoxious laughter from across the room. He gestured to himself, then to you, to which Charlie looked in your direction. You shot her a small smile. She smiled back, nodded, and turned away to continue talking to the new residents—who all had been slowly inching away from Alastor. They looked incredibly relieved when he left the group.

He gave you a grin and wordlessly threaded his arm around yours, linking you at the elbow. You lifted your hand to give his upper arm an appreciative squeeze as you left the room. Your eyes lingered on the abandoned slice of cake as you walked away, feeling guilty in more ways than one.

Alastor had led you to your room, releasing your arm and leaning his body weight on his cane as he looked down at you. You glanced up at him, then back down, pursing your lips as you stared at anything else in the room.

“I hate when demons lie to me,” He said, eyes narrowed. Of course, you knew he wasn’t truly mad at you. Maybe frustrated. “What’s wrong.” It was more like a statement than a question. A demand.

You sat heavily down on the edge of your bed, fiddling with your fingers. 

“I don’t know, Al,” You muttered. You hated this. “I just… You know how I get sometimes.” It somehow felt so silly, telling him about this. 

Alastor had sat down next to you, his arm wrapped over your shoulder and a clawed hand rubbing up and down your forearm. You could tell his touch was light, awkward, unsure—but the gesture was appreciated nonetheless. While Alastor typically had no problem overstepping boundaries and shoving demons around purely to aggravate them, he obviously had no real idea how to be intimate and kind. But he tried for you.

He took his other hand and slipped it under your legs, swiftly lifting you and pulling you further up the bed. He leaned his body against the headboard, and dragged you over to lay your torso against his own.

“I don’t understand why you worry about all this, dear,” He mused, his fingers threading through your hair. His other hand graced past your stomach, which caused you to subconsciously flinch away. You felt his hand pause, but he didn’t mention it.

“I wish I didn’t have to,” You responded slowly, your cheek squished against his chest. “But I’ve dealt with this since I was alive. I feel like it’ll never get better.”

“Dearest, you have a whole eternity here,” He mused in response. He placed a finger under your chin and craned your head to meet his gaze. “You need to be strong to survive down here; to stay sane. A healthy body leads to a healthy mind.”

Of course Alastor was always thinking about strength and survival. He was an Overlord, after all. You didn’t respond to him, but you kept looking at him as he spoke. There was an odd look in his eyes as he talked.

“Plus,” He continues. His words were slow, and his mouth moved as if the words tasted unnatural on his tongue. This uncertainty that touched the Radio Demon’s voice was… rare, to say the least. “I want to see ma moitié happy. I am… incredibly devoted to you.”

Your ear pricked when you noticed the radio frequency in his voice completely dropped when he spoke the words. That look in his eyes—you finally recognized it as some odd sense of passion and endearment. An emotion that you could tell confused him, with the strain in his brow as he examined you. He meant the words he said, no matter how unnatural they felt leaving his mouth.

You rested your head back down on his chest. You knew this conversation wouldn’t “cure” you or anything, but you hoped that maybe you could think back on his words everytime your hands shook as you held a fork to your mouth. Of all demons in Hell, Alastor’s opinion was probably the most important to you, and you knew his devotion wouldn’t halt because of a few pounds; Alastor had to be deeply, deeply passionate about you to even let you lay on top of him like this.

You only hummed in response, and simply rested your head back against his chest. You hugged your arm tightly against him to try to convey that you appreciated his words, but you didn’t really know what to say.

“Would you join me for breakfast tomorrow?” Alastor asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence. “I know this wonderful place that I frequent for coffee…” 

You thought for a moment, again weighing the pros and cons; a habit that you struggled to drop when it came to meals. Your mind was buzzing with thoughts of what kind of food might be there, and if you should ration out the meals for the rest of the day. But, you felt the thoughts melt away when Alastor’s hand rubbed a comforting circle against your cheek, and then trailing down towards your shoulder in a light squeeze.

“Okay,” you finally said. It wouldn’t hurt to have a decent meal for once. You pulled yourself up onto your elbows again to look at Alastor. “Sounds awesome.”

His smile twisted up, his teeth peeking through a small gap in his lips. His head inched forward, but then paused, and you could tell his mind was racing with various thoughts. You waited for him to decide and, after a few moments, he closed the gap and lightly pressed his lips against yours. It was brief, as most intimate contact with him was, but you enjoyed it while it lasted.

“You will always be my only weakness,” Alastor admitted tenderly. “The most captivating demon in all of Hell.”

You couldn’t stop the shy smile that spread across your face at his words. You sputtered out some awkward response, to which he simply hummed and smiled at. He closed his eyes and rested his head back against the headboard, his fingers still playing with your hair gently.

You followed suit, resting your head against his chest and closing your own eyes. You didn’t even realize how tired you were, too caught up in the rare intimacy with Alastor. You let your worries of breakfast fade away, choosing to just enjoy the warmth of his body so close to yours.

[princessofgotham777]

Dating Jason Todd (Part Fourteen: Red Hood)

Fic type: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, (ongoing) I don’t write smut

If you liked the Titans show but wish they handled Jason’s story line differently you might like this fic!

I’m gonna be taking inspo from under the red hood, titans, Arkham knight, comic lore, the Batman, arrowverse and my imagination lol. Of course I don’t own any dc characters this is purely fanfic. Reader is referred to as she/her.

Heyyyy, inspiration just struck me for some reason today. Also so like yk how tik tok got banned for like three hours, well I deleted it and now can’t get it back (don’t worry I saved my favorited edits to pinterest lol). But anyway I’m pissed cause like they took away freedom of speech but also on the other hand I was planning on deleting it away and so now that it’s gone my screen time has been down so much and like I’m off my phone and not doomscrolling anymore and that’s been actually amazing. So yeah long story short mad about the reasoning behind its deletion but happy that I’m not doomscrolling anymore and have a lot of energy back. Anyways I got some more ideas for the red hood plot. I’m probably gonna post a couple more parts to this section of the dating Jason Todd fic but then I’m gonna do another series that is a backstory for this one (so that one’s gonna be reader meeting dick and Jason and becoming a titan).

Warnings: death, talking about death, suicide and depression, injuries, violence, weapons, hallucinations, talking of religion, mentions of stalking in other parts, reader is depressed

Part Fourteen: Red Hood

The drive is silent, you fell asleep halfway through and when you open your eyes again, you’re outside the Queen mansion.

“Please please don’t run off again,” Dick says quietly. Even though he’s quiet you can still hear the undertone of anger in his voice.

“I didn’t ask you to go after me,” you snap.

“Listen,” he says turning his head. “I know you think no one’s gonna give you any crap because Jason died,” he sounds so harsh it shocks you. “And I know you and I made up but i won’t let you keep being an asshole to everyone including me in hopes of pushing us away.” “Just because he died doesn’t give you the right to pretend like he’s the only thing, the only person in your life that mattered cause he wasn’t.” You just stare at him with sadness and frustration. You knew he was right and truthfully a couple weeks ago in Chicago you were genuinely happy you and Dick made up, but now he was pissing you off and you were going to make that obvious.

“Thanks for the ride,” you say sarcastically as you grab your bag from the backseat. You get out of the car and see him about to as well. “Dont worry you can watch me go inside to make sure I don’t run off.” You walk to the door and knock. Quickly Thea opens the door, Dick must’ve texted her. Before stepping inside you yell to Dick, “have a nice ride back to San Francisco fuckface.”

“What was that about?” Thea asks.

“Don’t worry about it, he’s just pissing me off,” you say. “I’m sorry I ran off and scared you.”

“You scared everyone,” she says.

“Doesn’t mean I’m going to apologize to everyone,” you say.

“You will…eventually,” she says calmly. “But until then the professional on grief, myself, is here to put up with your mood swings and reckless behavior,” she announces falsely enthusiastically.

“I missed you…I missed being here,” you say.

“Course you missed me in the bestest friend ever,” she says playfully pulling you into a hug. “It’ll get better eventually,” she says in a more serious tone.

A week later and things had in fact not gotten better. Sure you stopped being reckless and snappy but it became the exact opposite. You were unusually quiet, only speaking when someone talked to you first. You spoke softly and slowly, normally you talk a million words per minute. Thea was freaked out by this behavior but you assured her you were fine, just grieving. What she didn’t know was when you were alone, assumed to be reading or doing whatever, you just stared off into space. No music, no TV, just nothingness. Dick hadn’t called you directly. Thea told you he’d been texting her asking how you were to which Thea pointed out how fucking weird the dynamic of your and his friendship is. Rachel called you a couple of times, you answered even though you didn’t want to talk with anyone. Your family back in central city didn’t suspect anything. You didn’t want to worry them or have your mother demand you come home so you acted normal. They knew you dated Jason so they asked how things were going and you simply responded things were fine. He’d never met them, you’d actually been trying to find a weekend to roadtrip to central so he could finally met them, then he died.

You figured Dick and the titans would be going back to the tower but apparently there was some new freak in a mask running around Gotham. So much has changed, but Gotham remains the same old crazy city. The guys calling himself “Red Hood”, or something like that. Apparently he’s killed a bunch of dealers who sell to kids, honestly you couldn’t really argue with that and you knew Jason would see nothing wrong. But since he’s killing, Dick and everyone else have decided he’s their new problem since Joker has been unusually quiet. You don’t even cry anymore and you’re sick of it. You’re sick of acting normal to your parents, of Thea being perfect and understanding, of being angry at Dick, of Dick pissing you off, of being weird to Rachel, of doing nothing. As night approaches you get an idea, a bizarre disturbing self-sabotaging idea. That night once Thea was asleep in the other room, you closed the door to the guest room and turned off the lights. You’re terrified of the dark, yet you turned out the lights; desperate to feel something. Even if that feeling is fear. You sit in the middle of the bed waiting. Waiting for the vines, the terror, the panic that always accompanied the darkness you avoided religiously. The vines never came. Oddly you still felt numb. You weren’t scared, you were sad. Sad that this is what your life had come to. And sad you’d gotten so low you attempted to scare yourself. Suddenly something moved in the darkness. The vines, you thought. It’s always the vines. This time as different though. It was as if the room went cold, a shiver ran up your spine. Suddenly something human shaped moved toward you with a stumble. Your eyes grew wide as you were faced with a hallucination of Jason’s corpse. Quickly you moved away from it and sweared for the light switch. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You say frustrated unable to find the light. Suddenly someone else flicks on the light and the image of Jason’s corpse disappears. You turn toward the light switch expecting to see Thea, instead you’re faced with a man in a red mask; redhood. “Shit,” you say knowing he’s not another hallucination and very much real. You dash towards the gun in the nightstand and hold it up towards him.

“Why would you turn the light off,” you look at him with confusion. “You’re scared of the dark,” he says as if he knows you.

“What the fuck do you want,” you say still pointing the gun at him.

“I’m not gonna hurt you,” he says as he takes a step closer. Without hesitation you shoot him in the arm.

“Leave!” You shout. You hold the gun toward him as he walks to the window he broke in.

“I-“ he starts to say.

“I said leave!” You shout as you fire the gun at his head. He’s quick enough jumping out the window so you miss. Seconds later Thea comes running in, holding a gun of her own. Seeing the intruder is gone she lowers her weapon.

“Thought you’d have a bow and arrow,” you say sarcastically.

“I would’ve thought the same of you,” she says playing into your joke.

“What can I say…I was in a rush,” you joke. “Fucking hell this means I have to talk to Dick,” you add.

“Unfortunately yes. Even more unfortunately I have to leave. Oliver’s dealing with Ra’s al Ghul for the millionth time. I guess someone used the Lazarus pit without permission and Ra’s thinks it was Oli,” she says.

“If Jason wasn’t so stubborn and against resurrection I’d have thrown him in,” you say half joking.

“You can still stay here of course, but I have to leave,” she says.

“Course I understand,” you assure her. “Unfortunately I should go to Gotham,” you say. “I have to figure out what this redhood asshole wants.”

Heyyy, I hope you liked reading this part. If you enjoyed it please like, reblog, and or follow. Any positive feedback is much appreciated it inspires me to keep writing and posting parts. If you enjoyed and want to read the other parts please check out my Masterlist, there’s also dick Grayson x reader and Anakin Skywalker x reader fics on there. Thanks for reading🩷

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[deedala]

🍃w e e k l y t a g w e d n e s d a y🍃

thank you to @energievie for writing the game this week and thanks for tagging me!! also thanks for tagging me for this and also for the pinterest game which im putting down below @lingy910y @gallapiech @suzy-queued @creepkinginc @thepupperino @blue-disco-lights @crossmydna @jrooc @heymacy @wehangout @mybrainismelted @xninetiestrendx @heymrspatel XOXOXO all of you 💖💖💖

Name: deanna

Age: noel-aged

Location: ooohiooo

And now...

What is your DJ name? i dunno, when i worked in college radio it was something about a fish... okay wait yes, lets go with DJ Fishy 🙃

If you were a genre of music, what would it be? whatever chappell roan's the rise and fall of a midwest princess is

What would you title your biography? Wellp

What are the first three things you'd do if you were invisible? i like this idea of sneaking onto expensive modes of transportation. i would do that assuming i had no where else to be and no responsibilities to see to 😆 and i would also rob rich people... and maybe i would go for walks int he middle of the night by myself and feel safe lol

What subject do you wish was taught in every school?  all the important money and personal finance basics that they used to teach but then stopped because it made it easier to prey on adults who didnt know how to manage their credit and debt or do their taxes correctly 😜

When was the last time you tried something for the first time and what was it?  uuhhh...the only thing i can think of right now is a lavender flavored matcha drink that was recommended a few months ago? ive gotten it again a few times (including today!) and its very good. im so happy i know what lavender tastes like now 😆

What is the most underrated city you have ever visited?  this is very hard...i dont even really know how to know how most cities are rated anyway?? i feel like all the cities ive been to and loved are pretty universally rated highly lol. uhhhhh...i dunno.. Heidelberg, Germany? Luxembourg City? one of those.

What day in your life would you like to relive? uuhh i dunno, im going with wedding day because i barely remember any of it, it was such a blur. i would be less responsible and have more fun 😅

If you could eliminate one thing from your daily routine, what would it be and why?  i really love sleeping and going to bed and falling asleep. but i hate waking up and i hate losing the time to unconsciousness. so if i could stay alive and not be tired and never sleep that would be so cool.

How long would you last in a zombie apocalypse?  i like to think i could last pretty long because i am a huge wimp and have great Nope It's Time To Go instincts. Also im good at climbing.

What would be the most surprising scientific discovery imaginable? uuhhh backwards time travel

If you could have any view out your office window, what would you choose? puget sound with the olympic mountain range in the distance

☀️pinterest tag game☀️

i was tagged to do this pinterest game where you search Fashion, Pantone, Mood, and Food and post the first pin from each of the search results. gotta be honest buddies i dont really use pinterest very often and when i do its for random photo references sooooo...

x x x x

i do not know what is happening with that outfit. that is not really a color i would pick but its fine? the mood is pretty but looks kind of melancholy. that last photo though??? oh my god let me climb into there i wanna sit in the cozy rustic kitchen and eat pastries pleaaaaassseeeee!!!!!!

and now to tag in more folks to play either or both of these games!! 💖💖 @michellemisfit @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @the-rat-wins @lee-ow @mmmichyyy @iansw0rld @transmickey @burninface @loftec @metalheadmickey @gallawitchxx @gardenerian @vintagelacerosette @palepinkgoat @sam-loves-seb @samantitheos @sleepyfacetoughguy @sickness-health-all-that-shit @sleepyheadgallavich @rereadanon @mikhailoisbaby @mickeysgaymom @themarchg1rl @callivich @softmick @captainjowl @howlinchickhowl @spookygingerr @spoonfulstar @steorie @whatwouldmickeydo @burninface

[softness-and-shattering]

Saw/shared a post that mentioned 'youtube grammar' yesterday and I checked the tag and

Its basically the thing where people mishear words or phrases and then say it wrong. Some examples are

'manner of fact' instead of 'matter of fact', 'eck cetera' instead of 'et cetera' 'I could care less' v 'I couldn't care less'

And the poster blamed this on lowered education standards, lack of education, and basically people not learning grammar rules and not being able to break down what language a word is from to figure out pronounciation. Im not saying thats wrong, I dont know.

But I also have a running joke/recognition with friends who are bilingual or speak multiple languages, about how sounds get mixed up your head, and sometimes you'll even think of the right word but your muscle memory will write or type another. The example that started the conversation in earnest was me spelling the word 'pneumonic' instead of 'mnemonic'. (If you're going ooh this is his tumblr, hi! :D).

In a comment I was just writing, I wrote think instead of thing. I knew the word I wanted was thing, its the word I thought, its not the word I typed.

Also today I wrote 'mood' instead 'move'.

Its not a lack of education, or a misunderstanding of grammar, or mislearing a phrase. My fingers just mess it up sometimes, because somehow the link between thought and typing has to do with the sounds, not the root or the spelling or possibly even the language. Because, pneumonic.

I dont know if this holds the same with the spoken word, I dont know what those pathways are, and to begin with Im neither a linguist nor neurologist. Im just noticing patterns with myself and my friends.

If anyone does know facts or science about this, please do chime in!

[luvpooks]

꧁༺ 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓫𝓸𝓸 𝔁 𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 ༻꧂

GᖇOᑕEᖇY TᖇIᑭ:0

summary: in which the house runs out of food and m/n and ranboo take it upon theirselves to restock.

warnings: he/him pronouns!! /// mentions sextoys (AS A FUCKING JOKE I PROMISE) /// kms joke /// i think that's all!!

"fuck..." m/n muttered. to his dismay there was...no fucking food.

"rannnn!" m/n called out to his lovely amazingly tall boyfriend.

"yessss?" ranboo said as they walked into the kitchen.

m/n looked deep into ranboos eyes and said with the straightest face he could muster.

"there is no fucking food."

"oh..." ranboo responded.

"ran...do you know what this means!" m/n continued.

"oh god...not today i cant do it..." ranboo pleaded to the higher beings of the world.

"GROCERY TRIP!!!" m/n exclaimed.

m/n loved shopping especially walmart. he had no reason except that he loved to take photos of the most randomest things he could find.

(he usually made ranboo take pictures of him with the fucking sextoys)

he said that it was #relatable and #thefunniestthingintheworld

"god please spare me-" ranboo pleaded.

m/n grabbed ranboos arm and shook him around.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!! FUNNY PICTURES!" m/n exclaimed once more.

ranboo was truly just sulking as m/n took hours of their time there just taking photos of random ass shit.

"let's go, let's go, let's go!" m/n said excitedly.

ranboo simply sighed and he finally accepted his fate and replied.

"...let me get ready..."

m/n was practically a fucking ball of sunshine currently, nothing could ruin his mood.

after ranboo got ready- which to m/n felt "like fucking forever"- they were off to the most wonderful place in all the lands of the united kingdom... WALMART!

m/n forced ranboo into his car- which was a matte black dodge challenger because yes.

m/n was practically bouncing in his seat as he got his seatbelt on.

"because i'm so nice ran- you can choose the music!" m/n said.

ranboo brightened up a little with that sentence.

"gladly!"

god m/n fucking regretted that decision.

ranboo made them listen to the most depressing shit and then would switch to that damn peaches song by jack black.

"i'm actually gonna kill myself- this is it, this is my 13th reason." m/n grimaced.

"aww don't do that m/n that'll kill you!" ranboo joked.

"i'm going to fucking leave you in the walmart parking lot and let you get stolen into a white van that said leon kennedy was inside." m/n monologued.

"first off: i'm way to tall to be the target of a kidnapping. second off: i would go into a white van WILLINGLY if it said leon kennedy was inside." ranboo argued.

"you know what... i dont even blame you- bro is so fucking fine." m/n drooled.

finally after a good 15 minutes they arrived to walmart.

ranboo was preparing himself for this torturous journey. while m/n on the other hand was thinking about all the places he would go to take photos of.

to say the least... he was excited.

once that got out the car m/n immediately intertwined their fingers and dragged ranboo to the entrance of the store.

then m/n had the greatest idea to ever fucking exist.

"ran- ran- ran- im gonna get one of the handicapped carts."

"m/n please don't what if you just took away an elderly woman's only way to get around here." ranboo worried.

i reached my hands to lay on ranboos shoulders and spoke.

"this is far more- more important than an elderly woman possibly falling and fucking dying."

m/n instantly unplugged the cart and sat on it and he began rolling quite slowly.

"ran- you need to experience this... it's so fun please!" m/n begged.

m/n i love you- but hell no my morals can't do it." ranboo explained.

m/n gasped.

"this is a betrayal..."

m/n began dramatically tearing up as he rolled his way to the first place they had to go.

to m/n unbeknownst ranboo had taken a photo of him rolling around in the cart and posted it on twitters captioning it as such: they see him rolling- they hating!

they decided to go to the food isles first as they were going to be responsible adults for once in their lives.

they found the food that needed quite easily but then m/n found his first victim of his random photo terror.

the mr beast cookies.

"ranboo think about the clout we will get! and the funny's PLEASE RAN!" m/n begged.

"ok okok fine.." ranboo took out his phone and waited for m/n to get into position.

m/n opted for the best pose of the century.

the crab as he liked to call it.

you see m/n was incredibly flexible- so he was able to do very odd poses as is his spine was just nonexistent.

the only way to explain this pose is m/n spreads his legs out about shoulder length wide and he forces his spine to take his head to the floor as he held the bag next to his face.

"ranboo it's time! clout time!" m/n exclaimed.

ranboo sighed and took the photo.

m/n asked quite nicely for once in his life if he could caption it though he didn't exactly take no as a answer.

"can i caption it- k thanks"

m/n took the phone out of ranboos hands and caption the photo

'the crabs got out and they want clout'

m/n showed his masterpeice to ranboo and he let out a loud laugh.

"GOD, i forgot how funny you can be!"

"i know right!" m/n replied.

finally they were finished in the food isle but m/n had to make one more stop.

"ranboo... it's time." m/n said with upmost glory.

"please god no m/n please spare me from going there.." ranboo begged.

"i'm sorry my child... but it has to be done." m/n said.

they walk- well rolled thanks to m/n forcing ranboo to sit in his lap to roll along with him-to the area ranboo dreaded most- while m/n loved the most due to the opportunities.

the health and beauty isle.

to explain most walmarts have a place that people can go to to search for their- well sexual desires. in short their are sex toys there.

once they arrived to the area m/n couldn't help but grin.

"ahhh, my beloved area." m/n grinned.

m/n decided to make the trip quite to spare ranboo the embarrassment.

m/n slammed himself onto the glass that covered the lewd toys.

"take the picture just like this ran!" m/n smiled.

ran signed once more and took the photo and m/n once again took his phone and captioned the photo as a such

'i didnt remember toy story looking like this!'

m/n dramatically teared up as he said,

"it's beautiful ran- thank you.."

ranboo grabbed m/n hand and dragged him the the car and sat him down onto the seat and made him go.

"so forceful!- at least take me to dinner first!" m/n joked.

"shut up.." ranboo grumbled as they walked beside m/n.

they finally reached the self checkout center and bought their items.

it totaling out to be a whopping £112.43.

(which m/n paid for as he never let ranboo pay for anything)

m/n returned the cart and plugged it back up as he is a decent human being and they walked out back to the car.

once they both finally packed everything up they got into the car preparing to venture back to their shared home.

"i say that was a successful trip!" m/n exclaimed proudly.

ranboo just smiled and said,

"yeah, it was kinda fun..."

<end>:D



[the-s1lly-corner]

I very much loved what you wrote for my ask makes me happy in my tummy.

Here's another ask hope it's not a lot for you how about a reader who's looks like those circus carousel horses, Being all pretty and sparkly with the TADC crew or just caine if you want light work!

♡Sleep well♡

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TADC cast x reader who is a carousel horse!

that post sillyness (meltdown) slump is really hitting, but i feel bad for not answering requests yesterday... think i might answer one or two today, and perhaps write some stuff for myself in between doing the stuff i need to get done today apolocheese if this is a little shorter than usual </3 admin is still a lil WAAAAAAA and theyre on a time crunch (writing on computer today, but it needs to restart soon for an update)

CAINE:

oh i just know hes going to be going crazy over this, its not often that you get circus themed members around in the digital circus, so hes so hyped to have someone who can at least somewhat fit into that (admin must admit, they know next to nothing about carousels). probably makes themed IHA based around you and your whole thing; whatever that might mean... if youre shiny and/or reflective i just know hes going to pretend to check himself out in your reflections, does it usually to get a laugh out of you if youre having a bad day. gives you loads of new accessories and such

POMNI:

very shiny very pretty. i think pomni would like shiny things, but that might be self projection. kind of looks at you with that huge eyed look she got when she saw her door and/or her reflection in the pilot. looks but doesnt touch because she doesnt want to breach any boundaries. you can easily carry her, probably. shes tiny... though you will have to ask her and warn her before you just decide to pick her up since i dont think she would be cool with you just treating her like some house cat (snorts). subconsciously messes with your hair/mane when you two are hugging/snuggling each other

RAGATHA:

makes her own accessories to give to you. she thinks youre really pretty! very well crafted stuff, me thinks. offers to do your hair and tail (if you have one) every now and then! perhaps even offers to polish you up in hard to reach spots such as your back! generally very nice and lets you know that she thinks youre pretty... bonus if you have some sort of music ambience that plays around you most of the time that tends to reflect your mood, she ends up using that as a little indicator of how youre feeling.... perhaps you two slow dance together to one of your songs.... ponders

JAX:

originally i was going to say he jokes about wanting to ride you but then i realized how that sounded and i am not about that life (i say as i still put it in the post because it aint that serious) but you know, because youre a horse? but also while i was writing caines part, i mention that he checks his reflection if youre... well reflective... i feel like jax would do the same thing, but be more obnoxious about it... like im talking hes fully leaning into it, cleaning the gaps in between his teeth, slicking his ears back. the works, you know? probably snags your ribbons and such every now and then so youre forced to talk to him, he thinks its funny even if its kind of a dick move, but its.. jax, are we really surprised?

KINGER:

similar to pomni i can kind of see kinger also liking shiny stuff but i think this time its just the admin self projecting. probably collects little trinkets he finds that remind him of you and gifts them to you. pretty combs, ribbons, rocks, ect. i think its sweet, basically saying "hey, i thought about you!" you know? sometimes you let him stroke your hair when hes stressed out, works like a charm. revisiting the musical ambience idea, you tend to play the general music that plays during carousel rides, but every now and then it turns into a softer and calmer tune, and that does wonders for kinger after a long and hard day... shrugs

ZOOBLE:

as mean as it sounds you are kind of the opposite of the things like find interest in, since admin hcs that zooble is into the macabre and spooky, you know? but thats not to say that they dont like you! quite the contrary, actually! they have an understanding that you didnt choose this body.. thinks... ooo imagine how funny it would be if youre this really pretty horse with pretty music but you share the same interests as them... i dont now i always liked that trope. cute/innocent character being into scary stuff, intimidating/unconventionally cute character being into sweet and cute stuff.. thinks... sometimes helps you style yourself if youre interested in a new look

GANGLE:

also thinks youre very pretty! probably has made drawings of you and gifted them to you! sometimes redoes the ribbons you wear in your hair and as accessories. very good at making bows and such! might even sometimes help you with your makeup, if you wear any + if its able to be taken off... since, you know... digital bodies and stuff... hmm.. not many thoughts for gangle, at least not any unique ones that havent been said already in general/in this post... apologies gangle nation admin just struggles to write her

[gallivich]

16 jan

2025 #3

hai tumblr lucky number 3 (or maybe thats 7 BUT ILL GET BACK TO U ON DAY 7)!!! School decent now im out the shower with my fingernails about to fuckign fall off ok.

Omg whats so fucking crazy is the dsmp drama atm wdym back in like 2020 i was watvhing them all be friends laughing together and now THIS is happebing. Likeee what. Im so fucking full up coz i ate a small meal like 5 hours but i ksut want mozzarella sticks SO BADwell. Technically called halloumi fries but taht just sounds gross af . Anyway. School. These fuckass boys keep saying i have a big nose LIKE I DONT ALREADY FUCJING KNOW but its so embarrasing coz theyll say it and no one even notices them like ur looking a little desperate. But like its kinda my first experience ever with first hand bullying and im js thinking like this is no fun at all tbh. I JUST FEEL SO LONELY ALL THE TIME IM ACTUALLY DONE lowkey consider offing myself often solely because of my lack of friends. Like thats js not thr wwy to live is it. But then it all goes away whn im back at school so im just waitng. OOHHHBFUCK NO ITS FRIDAY!!! i just like wednesdays and thursdays NO GEOGRAPHY!!!!! I fucking hate geographys nd im terrified of my fucking bitchass geography tracher god shes so fuckijg rude. Okmore about my day:::

In drama my ljke bff (in myclass afleast) didnt wanna talk to me or snyrhjng and i was just ljek. Oh. Even tho we're the closest to eachtoehr in the class and i jsut dont see why not so i ahd to pair with people who are like bffs w eschtojer and i jsut so wasnt feleing it. And then the meanest girl in my class was crying all day and im jsjt sorta like ca n someone get. Her emotional support like it ruins the vibe so bsd. Had a maths test and couldnt answer a single question and lunch was awkward af but i saw my crush alot so idm so mich AND LIKE NOW THAT I LOOK BACK ON THE DAY LJTERALLT NOTJING HAPPENED

Then i went to chemist and boight mabelline like magic stick or whatever tf they call it but it was lokwey in thr weong shade and makes me look like a ghost BUT I THINK I CAN MAKE IT WOrk. Im not wasting 10 fuckign quid no way like that shits expensive AND AFTER MONTHHSS OF WANTING I FOIND BURTS BEES POMEGRANATE LIPBALM. Lowkey shit doesnteven smell very good or tint lips and it made stupid alarm go off snd it scared me so bad what if they think i stole it and thry track me down. Abyway! Im just so out of it today bothing good happened nad im bored and im not excited tor tomorrow but im kinda excited actually because i can yap to friend in biologyfor 2 periods straight and theres a lockdown happening mid geography SO LIKE BASICALLY NO GEOGRAPHY IF U THINK HARD ENOUGH ABOUT IT. I fucking despise geography. YAAAYYY. I feel bad because its almost my dads birthday next friday AND I HAVE NO HFUFKING CLUE WHWY TO GET HIM and my mums lowkey acting psycho af like chronically ill i lowkey in my heart beloeve shes got bipolar like actually no joke i see it in her eyes (joke) but not a joke coz i think she does

The second hand embarrasment when i was scrolling on tiktok with ym friend ya and her "secret" account whereshe posts like intense vents on comes up on my fyp while shes watching LIKE THAS SO EMBARRASING FOR HER ABUT I SCROLELD PASTVSO IT WASNT LIKE A BIGDEAL idk ok i just booked to tommy innit he said give me a goddamn minute i saidbitch pass me the blubt icnalled for the dick not s hfkcjng man hunt!

Today im enjyong mozzarella sticks, glee, sinjin, spice and everything nice, FUCK IDK!!!!!!! Ok idk what to go watch i judt wnana sleep but i haent done ANYTHIGN today so i feelim wasting th eday away

Today im hating being full, my face, homework, smelling bad, anxiety snd everythingelse bad sorry for sad quinn gif theres no normal quinngifs and lwokey mood. Relishing in the fact ive only cried once thebwhole year. Man im winning(not oncluding lowkey tearing up sniffles DOESNT FUCKING COUNT)

lover, you shouldve come over - jeff buckley

[qpenpals]

First of all, support Shubble and support all victims (which is a statement that while said a lot, seems not be followed as frequently, however i hope those who read this abide by it)

Second, I don’t support wilbur soot/william gold, and I don’t think that anyone should after this.

Third, while this situation is not about me, i have feelings and opinions about it that i would like to share, but even if you don’t read anymore,

Please watch shelby’s vod, and maybe try checking her content out, because while i don’t frequently watch her, i enjoy her streams and maybe you will too! her new hardcore series sounds great :)

This is quite long, but honestly this is kind of just for me to collect my thoughts, however if you read to the end thank you<3 im touched :)

ALSO ABUSE TRIGGER WARNING

Alright, so I have loved wilbur soot’s content for a very long time, 4 years or so. I watched the streams and listened to his music from the start. His content is entwined with many of my fond memories.

Earlier today, I had a breakdown over this whole situation, because, as I’ve been quite busy with school, my job, and other assorted things in my life, I found out about this morning. I had woken from a nightmare about my previous abuser. Who i will be talking about a lot more of as they really impacted my views on this situation.

However this nightmare had left me in a fragile mood, my girlfriend was still sleeping and i didn’t want to wake her, so to comfort myself i went to read one of my bookmarked fanfictions, this fanfiction, while i dont remember the title is one that i’ve found comforting for a very long time, so much so that when im stressed my partner has it saved to send to me so i can calm down.

It was a fanfiction about quackity and tubbo, wilbur soot was mentioned maybe 5 times, and the author had deleted it.

This caused me to try and find out why, so i went to their page and they had posted a temporary fic explaining what had been going on.

My first reaction had been disbelief, I then went to research everything. It was a lot to process.

I watched shelby’s vod. Before this i had mainly been disconnected from what i had seen, taking it it but not with any of my own feelings or thoughts really, just processing.

Shelby’s situation hits really hard for me because a lot of it mirrors my own abusive relationship of a few years ago. The wording Wilbur used against her, sounds like what my old partner would use against me. His actions, such as her having to clean and taking care of food, and amenities, were things i had to experience.

Abuse TW:

My old partner would physically abuse me through biting as well, he would claim that he just liked knowing i was his, and yet, like shubble, if i ever used our safe word, which happened so fucking often, he either wouldn’t listen, bite down harder on my neck, or fucking smile at me before letting go.

This got to the point that multiple times he had drawn blood from my neck, that i still have scars from today. And as i watch Shubble talk about her story which is ever so close to mine, I wonder that if I had watched this before, maybe i wouldn’t have stayed in that relationship.

I proceeded to stay in this relationship for 2 years before i realized how much harm he was doing to me, because i truly believed he loved me, because of all the lovebombing he would do.

End of Abuse TW:

And yet i felt pain aside from sympathy or memories, when learning of this, as the content Wilbur had put out had actually helped me out of this relationship, his music was pretty much all i listened to the months of healing after i got out and it helped, the art is good, and yet the author is one i cannot respect nor support in anyway now that i am aware.

i’d suggest watching this tiktok by @lasmanburg that really explains my thoughts and feelings on this

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL1tb5Wg/

Right back to the content. I don’t believe that we should throw it all away, i don’t think that people should be deleting their art, fanfiction, or anything based on Wilbur. Because in the end it’s all art that we have created and interpreted and though the man who inspired it is horrible, all that has been made does not reflect his actions, but instead love and creativity from vast multifaceted community.

One can continue their writing and work because they are the ones creating it, not him, and besides most interpretations of him stray quite far from the source anyways

I think that one can continue to engage in his content as long as one does not directly support him, such as pirating his music, but personally at least right now listening to his music which brought me so much comfort-makes me feel sick. So think i’ll be taking a step back.

I don’t really know how to end this, i just needed to get my thoughts out honestly. I have therapy in an hour. I hope all of you who’ve made it to the end have a wonderful day and drink some water. I wish shelby well, and i’m glad she has been able to share this situation. And with that, I must now leave :)

[marumarielle]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐃𝐑 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 (𝟎𝟎𝟐)

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ another one after abandoning my schoolworks LMAOOOO. ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ this one is more family centered (DR STRANGEEEEEEEE!!!) because i miss my dad

tw: none rlly, just a moody stephen strange lols

mcu dr moodboard

dr strange is my father figure (HE NEEDS MORE LOVE FRFR)

He used to love to make letters for people he loves but after the accident he stopped making them because he's insecure lf his handwriting

But i tell him to do it anyway because it's a rare thing to receive these days

Then i got a letter the next day :DDDDDD

Stephen and I know each other so well he gets that parent sense.

Yknow, the type of parent sense where his gut just gives him a feeling of "Oh, she feels down today. I'll make her something to make her feel better"

also applies to danger btw (we'll get to that in another post 😉)

This man writes me letters with encouraging and reassuring words whenever i feel down but he'll usually slide them beneath my door because i tend to stay in my room after a bad day😭😭😭

He usually starts it off with a "I've felt something heavy on my chest for a while. Did something happen, sweetheart? Are you sleeping well?" AND IABDUSBSJWBDHW ILYSM YOU DONT EVEN KNOOWWWWWWW

idc about what anyone says, STEPHEN IS A MASTER BAKER AND COOK

this man is literally the eldest in his family and had 2 younger siblings ofc he had to take care of them

(p.s. the only reason y he stopped baking and cooking was because of his tremors)

I have long hair in my DR and so he whenever he's outside and sees a hair accessory shop, he'll come home with a paper bag full of hair pins, clips, clams, hair ties, etc.

He then says it would be a waste if i didn't use any of them so he'll style my hair himself (its his excuse for showing affection)

oh and THIS MAN HAS STYLEEE

he won't hesitate to tell me if my clothes don't match and then he proceeds to teach me how to style my clothes correctly

Doesn't let me fight enemies

Would literally step between me and an enemy with ZERO HESITATION (dw guys i scripted he doesn't die, HES MY DAD I WONT LET THAT HAPPEN DUHHH)

I would quietly steal his phone when he's not looking and take a funny selfie of myself (the one angle where the camera's near your forehead)

LMAO HE USED ONE OF THE PICS AS A LOCKSCREEN?????? okay dude, whatever makes you happy ig

He's also v strict tho

So. if im late he trains with this sour mood (he hates his time being wasted)

can sometimes be a bit harsh but v apologetic afterwards

he proceeds to cook something up for me as a sorry

that's all for now. i made this at like 1 AM so its v messy. TY FOR READINGGG!