#I WAS SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING BECAUSE OF THEM

[nerdylosernat]

Can you write headcannons about Nat x R where they got back together despite being divorced as they realized they still love each other? Thank you!

MY SHAYLA SORRY FOR NOT SEEING THIS | SFW

First of all, r is making it hard for Nat to take her back. R allowed Natasha for a second chance, that means more time spent with Natasha and the kids.

One time, when Nat is not asking or should I say begging for another chance yet, the babysitter which was Kate contacted Nat (she was Nat's spy, because she is a big shipper of r and Nat) that r is leaving and she's "fixing" herself up. Nat was confused since whenever you have something to do you would ask her to take the kids instead of having someone to babysit them. She immediately drove to your home, "Where is she?" Kate could only shake and point towards your room, the kids screamed in happiness when they saw Natasha but she just quickly kissed them both and immediately rushed to your room which was your shared room before. There, she saw you trying on some dress. She saw your bare back as you slip some dress on, you jumped when she stalked towards you and kneel. "Please don't go, please don't go on your date, baby, please." She was hugging your thighs, her head on your stomach as she cried like a kid, "Baby please, please. I can't see you seeing someone please. Give me another chance, please baby allow me to make it right, Y/N." You were crying now as well, trying to push her by her shoulders, "Nat, please stop." Only for her to tighten her hug on your thighs, she was burrying her forehead on your stomach as she sob. "No, no, no. I am not letting you go, I will not see you go away again this time. P-please...baby, once chance baby please?" Your make up was ruined, the tears are now unstopabble, "I really need to go, Nat. It's either you drive me to our company night or cry like a child here." It was a final decision of yours to go to the company party so you weren't able to contact Nat. You're not going on a date, she realized then she stood, fixed herself, wiped her swollen face messily. You giggled at the sight and did it yourself and kissed her cheek softly. It was something. She pulled you towards her and almost kissed you on your lips but you immediately stopped her, "No, touching, you haven't earned that yet. Zip my dress up and wait for me downstairs." You instructed her like a mother scolding it's child. Then you turned around and zipped you dress, she was fighting the urge not to kiss your shoulder but she listened like a good wife she is.

As for Nat making it up, she's always following your around and the kids carrying all your stuff and all the stuff kids bought on the mall. While you are hand in hand with the kids, but when you are now in the restaurant and you saw Natasha's tired look, you reward her with a kiss on a cheek and you would pay for the food.

She would always bring you flowers whenever she go to your home, a bouquet of flowers and 1 each for your kids.

Having Natasha back at home is like having 3 kids. One time you gave your second born a timeout for spilling your coffee not knowing that it was Natasha's fault for playing with her too much. She left your daughter on the crime scene. But Natasha admitted when she saw your kid, so both of them received a time out, Natasha sitting in front of the wall, pouting like a kid while you carry your second born, spoiling and apologizing to her. Natasha having to hear the kisses and smooches you give your daughter and her looking back with a frown, "Natalia! Additional 15 minutes!" She could only whimper and look back at her beautiful scenery of a white wall. "Dammit." She murmured under her breath, "Natalia Alianovna Romanoff, I heard that, additional 10 more minutes!"

You wouldn't let her touch you, you would be the one initiating the small touches not until you finally let her during your first date.

[k0nanharv3y]

I WANT HIM TO BE MAD, I WANT HIM TO COLAPSE AND CRY HIS LUNGS OUT I WANT HIM TO SCREAM... I'm allergic to happiness :[ so then I should proceed

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Tim knew how to be mean, rude and how to hurt people with his words, I mean, he was raised by Fucking Janet Drake. He knew what he was doing

And he was so done with Damian, and life, apparently

Damian who's being an asshole about his birth rights and how Drake would never be worth enough to have the Robin mantle: The only reason you're part of this family is because father couldn't let go you with what you know!

Tim, who already knows this fact and is running on half an hour of sleep and a liter of coffee only: Oh, really?! The only reason he took you in was because he had to, not because he loved you. We were a choice, you were just an obligation caused by a mistake

And then there was silence

Damian's face was red and there was a glimmer of tears in his eyes. Tim's chest rose and fell as if he had run a marathon

And a heavy folder fell to the floor of the cave, breaking the silence and about to break everything around it

Bruce, who's been listening to the discussion in silence, because he had no right to step into it because he's scared of feelings: Tim! You cannot say that! Apologize!

Tim, who is about to cry because he's so tired: Apologize?! What the hell Bruce!? He started this shit!

Damian stepped away from Tim, frowning, hurt and ready to start fighting if Tim decided to take more physical action against him

Bruce: He is a child!

Tim, feeling something inside him slowly burn: A child?!, That demon tried to kill me and that "child" is 15 years old, he can't not understand the consequences of his actions and his words, you can't-! You can't always defend him Bruce! He has to understand that-

Bruce, who has gotten too close to Tim, standing in front of him, using all his height to appear bigger than him: Of course I can!, He is my son

Tim: I am your son too!

And the silence came again, tears in Tim's eyes. A silent gasp from Bruce and the bats screeching from the screams they were both throwing at each other

Tim: This is unfair...

He muttered, taking steps away from Bruce, lowering his head, red with shame and tears

Tim: It's unfair that he... that you...! I'm your son too, why don't you love me like you love him?

Bruce: Tim, that's not-

Tim: Yes it is!, I understand-! I understood in the past that you weren't at your best, I understood that you didn't love me! I understood that, Bruce!, during my years as Robin I understood that! And I understand that you've changed, I understand that the Bruce that Damian has now is not the Bruce that I had, but it is...! It's unfair that you still don't defend me like you defend him! Not even as your son, but as your partner! It's unfair and-! Why can't you just-?! Why don't you love me, Bruce?!

The tears now had no qualms about falling like waterfalls, and the sobs made his voice sound younger than Tim was, younger than Bruce had ever heard

Bruce: I love you T-

Tim: It's not the same if I have to yell at you, Bruce! Damian gets pets, presents, TIME! And all I got for my birthday was trust issues and trauma, when I pulled you out of the timestream you didn't even-! You didn't even say anything to me! If you didn't love me, then you would have let me keep up with the uncle lie! At least then I'd know what I was getting from you and what you wanted from me!

Their ears registered the sounds of footsteps, the worried voices. But none of them gave a fuck

Tim: What you want from me now, Bruce?! Tell me! What you want from me?!

Bruce: I-

The words caught in the adult's throat, because, the kid in front of him (because Tim was a kid, because he could never grow up to be anything outside of what Bruce needed) looked so tired and nothing Bruce said was going to make up for years of feeling unloved and unwanted, just needed. And Bruce couldn't think of a time when he had ever made that thought questionable (Bruce had literally conditioned the kid to put others before himself)

Bruce: I'm sorry

And if Tim started to sob ugly and wet, that would be his problem. He was so tired to worry about it

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Part 2 Jumpscare!!

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[rexuality]

one time I was with my siblings at a flea market and someone offered me a free hhc sample edible in which I 1) instantly and stupidly said yes because free 2) immediately forgot that I had done this because my attention was solely on obtaining items and objects

an hour later I was sitting there with my siblings at Outback Steakhouse. My sister Michelle answers the phone for a business call. We are mostly in bloomin onion bliss but the table across from us is loud and their child won’t stop chanting “who’s that Pokémon? IT’S PIKACHU” like they are trying to summon him to the restaurant. We get our food, Michelle is still talking to a client, and all of a sudden my chest feels SO tight. My limbs feel heavy and numb. I feel like I am moving through water. I turn to my sister and I say, “Alexis…… look up symptoms of a heart attack…. In women” her eyes widen in terror, she glances at Michelle for help. Michelle, a veteran of festivals, raves, and blackout partying, instantly eyes me with suspicion but continues her call. I scan the list on Lexi’s phone. I do not see “heavy feet” as a symptom but I’m certain I will be dead soon. My brother Julian is silent and frozen in which he later described as “autistic shock”

I get up, clutching my chest, hobbling to the door. The loud family immediately quiets, the child stops screaming about pikachu. I know I’m making a scene but it doesn’t matter, I don’t want to die inside the Outback Steakhouse, I want to die in its parking lot instead. I leave, Michelle pays, Alexis calls 911. They all meet me outside, their meals unfinished. Michelle is finally off her call, not knowing what is happening, but so used to bullshit that she cannot be bothered to take me seriously. As Lexi is on the phone I am sitting on a bench reflecting on my life, wishing it had ended on a more poetic note. Then I hear the operator ask Alexis, “what did your sister eat?” And she says, while crying, “a bloomin onion! and also a very small edible from the flea market”

in that instant I erupted from the depths of my mortal spiraling and weed addled pleadings with death and I say,

“THE EDIBLE. ALEXIS HANG UP THE PHONE I AM JUST REALLY HIGH”

She hangs up and instantly everyone is simultaneously relieved and annoyed with me, and we all run to Michelle’s car. Minutes later, we watch a cop car pull up to the restaurant. I watch in complete shame and start sobbing, “I’m the oldest, I’m supposed to be a role model for you all.” They say, “literally who cares, no one asked you to be” and we drive to Michelle’s apartment where I guess I was in a stage of being obliterated high that all I could do was weep and apologize for my atrocious, poor eldest sibling behavior that no one gave a fuck about.

Then my husband and my girlfriend picked me up and it felt like the angels had come. And I slept the rest of the day.

My siblings never forgave me. Not because I got high from an unknown substance from a fucking flea market booth, but because I had them alarmed enough to not finish their food and they “LEFT IT THERE, NOT EVEN A TO-GO BOX”

and that’s the story of how I can never go back to Outback Steakhouse

[chaotic-scraps]

The villain sprawled languid, more somber than usual, on the rooftop of a towering business building. Their head rested on the wall leading to the stairwell, legs dangling precariously over the edge. Staring down at the street with an intent that made hero's blood run cold.

"V-villain," Hero murmured with some measure of trepidation.

Villain leaned back, gazed at the hero from upside down, and smiled slow.

"Hero! How on earth did you find me?"

"I'll tell you i-if you come down," Hero said with a note of urgency.

"And why would I do that? I can hear you perfectly fine up here!"

"P-please come down."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were worried about me," the villain said, tapping them teasingly. "Scared of heights? Or think I have something up my sleeve?"

"I know you saw what the mayor said," Hero said. "I... I don't even know where to begin."

"So don't," Villain said. "After all, you agree with him, don't you? You just stood there and let him say everything. Of course you'll deny it and feign being neutral--"

"No, that's not--"

"Because that's so much less messy, isn't it?"

"I--"

"Listen, sit back, grab some popcorn, and I'll make a show of it just for you." They stood, one foot on the edge, one arm holding a pole as they dangled over the rooftop edge. "Your life will be sooo much better if I just--"

"VILLAIN!" Hero yelled. They climbed up and grabbed for their collar, but Villain dodged, spinning gracefully to the other side of the pole. Hero lost their balance, and Villain grabbed at their collar to steady them. "Careful, darling, we're high, high up. You don't want an accident, do you?"

"V-villain, please--"

"Aren't you afraid I'll push you?" Villain said. "Poor, sweet, trusting thing."

Hero sucked in a breath. Looked down below. That was a mistake.

"Villain, please, get down from here," they pleaded. "Please, I need you, please--"

Villain sneered. "You need me? What sentimental hogwash are you spewing now? You've never needed someone like me. Besides, you should worry more about yourself." Villain gripped their collar tightly, eyes wide with a hungry sort of malice. "Aren't you letting your guard down too much?"

With a yank, they swung Hero over the edge, toes barely holding the rooftop's edge.

Hero SCREAMED, panted, scrambling for as much purchase as possible.

"You're pathetic," Villain said. "Weak and trusting and SO easy to manipulate. A good little puppet for the mayor up until now."

"VILLAIN--" Hero screeched, voice cracking.

"But now I hold the strings," Villain said. "And it's time to make you dance."

They shoved Hero's feet off the edge. Kicking air. Crying. "Please please PLEASE--"

"Say it. Say I'm a monster, you COWARD. A filthy creature that needs to be eradicated--"

"V-villain--"

"An infestation on an otherwise fine society--"

"VILLAIN, NO--"

"You coward," Villain spat. "Say it to my face."

"Y-you're not."

"Liar. I'm a monster. Say it."

Tears fell from Hero's face.

"N-no. You're right. I'm a coward."

Silence.

Villain drew them back to the ledge.

"The m-mayor... Is the monster. I s-shouldn't have let it get this bad. We can't let him keep on like this."

There was that same somber look on the villain's face.

"I-I should have stood up to him," Hero sobbed. "I-if you... J-jump... It would end me." They hiccuped and buried their face in their hands. "I... I c-can't... I..."

"Hey, uh..." Villain gripped their shoulders. "Let's get down... Okay?"

"I'm a coward," Hero sobbed. "All this time... I just kept quiet... And for what? I almost lost you."

Villain patted their shoulder gently.

Hero looked up at them with watery eyes.

"I... I care about you. You're so used to being the villain you can't picture anything else."

"Heh." Villain shook their head. Put some distance between them, back turned. "You martyr. I just threatened your life."

"They're calling for your blood and disrespecting your life's work, and I stood by and let them. I betrayed you."

"It... Hurt," Villain said, hugging themselves. Head hung. "More than I care to admit."

"I'll make it right," Hero said. "Most don't see it, but your motives are good. I'll make them see it."

"I'm a villain, darling," Villain said with a sad smile. "My motives hardly matter."

Hero closed the distance and laid a gentle hand on their arm.

"They matter to me."

[agirlnamedzoya]

When You Hear My Name

Gojo Satoru x reader

Summary: Satoru Gojo was sealed in an unexpected turn of events in the Prison Realm on 31st October, 2018, and you, alongside what was left of the Jujutsu sorcerers you fought side by side with, spend days and nights finding him, until he finally made it out of there. What you didn't know, was that in order to win his freedom, he had to lose something. And unbeknownst to him, the price he had to pay was...the memories of you.

"You're so beautiful, sweetheart."

These were the most unexpected and first ever words you heard from the mighty, famed special-grade Satoru Gojo who was to be your classmate, mere hours after you got introduced, with a smirk on his lips and his eyes twinkling behind his glasses as he watched you blush.

And since the day he unlocked the secret to flustering you, he would never let an opportunity slide by.

"Do you know? You're so beautiful, sweetheart."

These were the words you got to hear every single day. While you first found them to be some kind of teasing joke, your heart started to believe him and love him for this.

At any party, whenever you got all dressed up, or at work, your hair flying while your cheeks held the blood from fighting curses, or even at home, in your messy state, he always told you how beautiful you looked to him.

When you once drew him, he said, observing your work, "I used to think that's impossible, but you make me look even more dashing than I could be."

"That's because that's how I see you in my eyes. Absolutely perfect."

He smiled. "I can't even attempt to draw you. That's because you're so beautiful, I can't capture it completely."

You were a flaming red mess at this.

You imagined a life with him. One full of happiness, where he said the same line to you every morning. Coming from him, you'd never get tired of those words. Just like you'd never get tired of him.

Your dreams all shattered with the Shibuya incident. You were on your knees, tear-struck face watching all the city go up in flames, Yuji screaming Gojo's name, and then the Headquarters announcing him a conspirator.

He was sealed in the Prison Realm. And you had no purpose in life left for you if he isn't there anymore. You are going to bring him home, even if it's the last thing you'll do.

You were among the many sorcerers, watching as Yuji and Hana attempt to break the seal, and somewhere, far, Satoru Gojo is released.

You, wanting to believe the news of his release, knew you couldn't rest until you saw him.

And one day, your wish came true.

You felt a new life and soul breathed into you when you saw the familiar head of white hair walk by you. Once inside the building where Yuji and his comrades were taking residence, you run after him.

"Satoru!"

He turned back to see you, running towards him. He smiled.

"Satoru, I missed you so much!" you cry as you barge into him.

While his arms do embrace you, his next words shake your world.

"That's nice of you, but have we met before?"

You break apart, and you stare into his sincere, blue eyes. No joke.

"You don't...know me? Y/N L/N?"

He closes his eyes in wonder. "I'm sorry, but...I really have no clue. Though, I am charmed to meet you, Y/N."

He forgot you.

The Prison Realm took you away from him.

And even though you'll still love him anyways, you'll still make a new life, new memories with him, it broke you apart to see a man in whose story you didn't exist, but who was your entire story.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled. "I must have been mistaken."

"No, no, I would like you to come and see me again." He grinned. "Because, I wanted to tell you, you're so beautiful, sweetheart."

And Satoru Gojo had no idea why the eyes of the girl in front of him brimmed with tears as her jaw dropped and she covered her face while her body shook with sobs. And what surprised him most was when she held his hands and repeated the same things.

"Keep telling me this all my life," you whisper into his hands, "because you're mine, you're mine, you're mine..."

You'll make him remember someday, that no matter what happens, you'll always be his beautiful sweetheart.

[nishicchikouchi]

...them.

[zarnzarn]

(check the tags for more and also the tag for other fics in the story!)

athena, scowling as she gets bullied into marrying the people she pined over for the last 1000 years, suddenly realising something: wait a minute

odysseus: what?

athena, frozen: wait a damn minute you know what this gives me rights to do

penelope, also realising: oh fuck yes

odysseus: I don't like the sound of whatever's happening here what are you two fucking talking about?

athena, grabbing the marriage wine and tossing it back, then kissing her new wife and husband and handing penelope a spear as she picks up a mace: we'll be back shortly, you can start celebrations without us.

penelope: do u have anything that can start a fire

athena, pulling out an old contract and scanning it before throwing it over her shoulder: yes. are you scared of heights or can we fly.

penelope: fucking bring it I've waited years for this moment

zeus: where are they going

hermes, picking up the contract: they're going to... Ogygia? Oh fucking shit they're going to fucking kill Calypso- hey, hello, WAIT-

[seizethedeansofproduction]

i am completely normal right now, why do you ask??

also yes the show is about many other things, but this particular thing caught my attention.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#She didn’t blow it

[c-kiddo]

(scavengers reign spoilers ! )

the scene in scavengers reign when sam dies absolutely kills me btw im still thinking about it. i love how noble it is, since he's the pilot, first of all. but also how him and ursula arent really friends, they dont really know eachother, but they trust eachother and care about eachother and they were going to get to the demeter together and ursula sees that sam can't go on and breaks down but also respects sams decision even though they can literally see the demeter's crashsite from where they are. thinking about how she hugs him and they touch eachothers hands and press their foreheads together and its just so gentle and kind. and also im thinking about the moment before, after he attacked her, when he said to walk behind him and carry a knife in case the parasite makes him do it again and she doesnt want to hurt him but she trusts him on that decision so she walks behind and carries the knife

[dreamlogic]

aye can i get a fuckin uuuhhhh

break. on my burger

[oetscop]

people who fully ignore their kids crying for attention are GOING DIRECTLY TO HELL. THATS YOUR FUCKING JOB. YOUR DAUGHTER IS 3 AND ALL SHE KNOWS COMES FROM YOU. FUCKING LOOK AT HER. PICK HER UP. ASK HER WHAT SHE NEEDS.

[that-nonbinary-gnome]

actively losing my mind rn because we’re coming up on a year since I played Edna in hairspray and I’m still getting hit with waves of Post Show Depression. HOW. I cannot exist normally and haven’t been able to since last october because I love her so much

[cuteniarose]

Me: *creates an OC*

Me: *heavily implies OC will meet a bad fate*

OC: *meets bad fate*

Me:

(Alternatively, I may have started it, but @katkastrofa enabled me and now I’m losing my mind)

[theroseredreaper]

I've decided to gush about Pokemon cuz I can <3

I've absolutely loved Pokemon since I was 9! My first game was Leaf Green for GameBoy Advance, cuz my big brother was getting rid of his games and he wanted to see if I'd be interested. Up 'til that point, I just knew it vaguely as some show I was interested in. Then I played the game and was hooked for the rest of time!

My first pokemon I ever picked was squirtle! I had no idea at the time that pokemon could evolve though, so I ended up nicknaming him Squirt lmao.

I've played through basically every region, although the newer games past Shield, I haven't finished them.

In each game, I tend to only really use 4 out of the 6 slots for the most part, as I only really need 4 main damage dealers. My strategy is offense, offense, one-hit K.O. when possible!

The pokemon I remember most from my various journeys include:

Squirt the Blastoise (my first starter and the reason why I almost always choose water starters, from Leaf Green)

Blue the Dragonair (a powerhouse, from my original Leaf Green team. the reason why dratini and dragonair remain some of my favorite pokemon!)

Meep the Ampharos (basically carried me my entire Black 2 playthrough and the reason I will always choose mareep if I ever need an electric type if a game offers it. if you know why he's named Meep. ily <3)

Sol the Espeon (Sol was an accidental team member in my original X playthrough! I was going for an umbreon, but got an espeon. Espeon has become one of my favorites since!)

Ace the Sylveon (I've had 3 seperate games where I use a sylveon in my team, and I usually default to a moveset of Draining Kiss, Iron Tail, Psyshock, and Moonblast or Fairy Wind. My strongest Sylveon is from my Shield playthrough, but the other two I used a sylveon was for Legends Arceus and Ultra Moon.)

Centi the Centiskorch (I don't normally use fire types in my playthroughs, but Centi is one of my two exceptions! Centi carried the majority of my Shield playthrough <3)

Pichi the Alolan Raichu (a powerhouse cutie who carried majority of my Ultra Moon playthrough! she's cutie patootie and her psychic-electric dual type is why I kept her on, as I don't normally use electric types when playing pokemon games)

Flare the Blaziken (normally I'm a water starter all the way, but after getting the torchic as a gift for the Pokemon XY preorder, a new friendship was born)

I've not finished Legends Arceus, or Violet, or even Shining Pearl yet, but Dachsbund and Fidough have grown on me. To be honest, I love pokemon so much, that every time I see pokemon just...casually living in domestic, happy bliss in the world of a game, I just start crying. Complete, incomprehensible sobs. If you've made it this far, please enjoy this screenshot of me posing with my son Pansito the Dachsbun <3

[nishicchikouchi]

Me, yesterday night: I'm so excited. They'll talk. They'll have no choice but talk. Do we get fluff? I hope we some fluff. I have a feeling there'll be angst though. I'm excited.

Me, today, who has read the summary...

《This was because Choi Jung Soo’s last appearance came to his mind for no reason. Naturally, Lee Soo Hyuk’s appearance also came to mind.

I shouldn’t think about this.

Not now.》

IM DROWNING IN MY TEARS RN, BYE, SEE YOU ON MONDAY.