#I cried it scared me so bad and I was like 25
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the-cooler-king · 6 months ago
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Does anyone else remember those crazy fucked up episodes of Steven universe that explored reality and dreams
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selfinflictedgunshotwound · 10 months ago
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sorry for only saying this type of shit lately but i kinda wanna drive a car straight into a brick wall at the highest speed possible
#trying to keep it together so bad because i already know the problems and solutions and whatnot but i cannot do anything#i desperately just need to do something. accomplish any task. actually several would be nice. but i cannot stand just letting life go by#while i watch other people have the things i want. or even metaphorically living my dream like. that should be me why am i settling for thi#i hate even talking about this because i feel so stupid when i know it's not even a real tangible problem and that i actually DO have real#problems to tackle and the ability to do so but i'm choosing to be upset over the stupidest things i could possibly be sad about#and i can't even be sad about it in a normal way i'm cycling through like several different reactions to smth that isn't even real#or if it is real i literally do not have tanglible evidence for it one way or another like i'm driving myself insane for no reason#i can't even get catharsis because all i'm doing is digging a deeper hole for something i never should've gone back into in the first place#because i KNOW how i am i KNOW how i react to things and i still chose to do it lmao.#and i continue to choose to go through this shit instead of actively trying to change my life because... i'm lazy? and stupid? idk#negative self-talk isn't gonna get me to do anything either so let's just say i'm feeling particularly unmotivated like usual#i hated being a teenager but i really do miss when all my problems just amounted to 'someone was mean to me on tumblr today :(' or i failed#a test in chemistry or something. like i yearn for that simplicity becasue at this point all i'm doing is ruining my own life LMAO#i'm too scared to live i'm too scared to die so i just sit here and fantasize that life could be amazing if i wait#and i'll magically get everything i've ever wanted if i just wait long enough. and i know it isn't true and i still wait for it to happen.#because honestly like. i think deep down i am just convinced i will fail at anything i do when that shouldn't be what scares me.#what scares me should be never even allowing myself to fail because i never tried to do anything at all with myself or my life#like. wake the fuck up. get off your ass and put in the effort. learn some skills. gain independence and stability and discipline and do it#just live please i'm begging you just live so i can be happy don't i deserve to be happy... why am i not letting myself be happy#i'm literally keeping myself trapped in this negative feedback loop ON PURPOSE because teehee shiny toy#and it doesn't matter if the love is real it doesn't matter how i feel like i'm just using it as a distraction i can't say it's motivation#because it's barely motivated me at all. i have to start being realistic. 25 & just realizing you actually have to participate in your life#anyways. i've cried i've agonized i've pictured killing myself in 30 different ways. i think the only way i'm gonna feel better is#to just actually try this time without giving up. wish me luck
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narmothewraith · 10 months ago
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How I imagine myself (aka want to be)
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Vent in the tags (sorry in advance)
#Honestly almost cried while sketching this#I feel so stupid#Like why did I agree to wait until i'm 25 to transition#Oh wait I know#Because I love my parents to much and they only really support me if I a) am 25 or b) my mental health is really really bad#Also it's that part of my mind that's doubting everything. That it's just a phase. That i'm not actually transmasc#Also the psychologist I used to go to supported the idea to wait till 25 and was talking about some whos she knew#And how that girl wanted to be a boy but she got a boyfriend and she didn't want to anymore#Or that boy who wanted to be a girl but later found his identity and was secure in his agab#And she kept saying/asking; “Would you be able to accept to be just a manly woman??” And similar questions#And I know it's stupid but because of it I just keep questioning myself over and over#Because now i'm especially scared it's something I grow out off#But I just want to look in a mirror and be happy#And while I do like my clothing. I want other stuff but I feel goddam dysphoric in that#Only things I can change about me is piercings and my hair but even that is something my parents aren't really keen of#Atleast the length is something they are okay with but if it's kinda more a “”man's style“” and I hear only “oh my god it's so manly"#Honestly I just hate that i'm to scared to do anything about it#All the while I suffer#cause I just cant get out of the house without a binder. Always checking how my profile looks like. Crying when its not how I want it to be#Or almost crying when my mom says “that size is better for a girl like you because other wise it looks boyish” even when I confided in her#transmasc#transgender#trans artwork#Trans#Artists on tumbr#Lgbt#my art <3#my own post
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xnalux · 5 months ago
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streamer!vi hcs
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part 2 part 3
my first time writing hcs so
warnings: none, fem!reader
pictures are from pinterest and they're not mine
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streamervi: her streamer name is @/vistandsforviolence
streamervi: her rooms is a fucking mess, the walls are filled with mishmash of posters, stickers and colorful doodles jinx drawn on the wall herself. The floor is a sea of tangled cables, snaking around piles of discarded energy drink cans, scattered notebooks filled with doodles and half-written to-do lists. Her bed is a disheveled mountain of blankets and pillows with one corner serving as a laundry basket for her favorite band tees and worn-out jeans. It 100% stinks in there.
streamervi: set up is even worse, her streaming equipment is scattered across every available surface: a webcam held together by duct tape and hope, a ring light that flickers with an eerie glow, and a microphone that's seen better days. The desk is a minefield of controllers, half-eaten snacks, and sticky notes with hastily scribbled gaming strategies.
streamervi: has the wors wifii, she would probably stream better from a cave in the middle of nowhere.
streamervi: if jinx is home when she is streaming, everytime vi leaves the stream to go to the bathroom or get some snacks, jinx run in her room and takes her place ''hello guys it's jinx again, the cooler sister here to reveal all the dark secrets of vi'' and it would end up with vi wrestling a screaming jinx out of her room ''SHE WET HER BED TILL MIDDLE SCHOOL''
streamervi: she plays dark souls sice she started streaming ad still hasn't finished it (probably destroyed 25 controllers playing it). Everytime she dies, which happens more often than she'd like to admit, she slams the controller down on the desk screaming ''I'm done with this shit man'' but dives back in the game thirthy seconds later with a "alright, Dark Souls, you think you've seen anger? you ain't seen nothin' yet!"
streamervi: she totally cried all her tears playing the last of us and has a crush on ellie always making comments throughout the gameplay ''man she is so hot'' ''look at those arms'' ''if she is not ellie i don't want her''. She giggled watching the dina and ellie couch scene ''get that girl ellie!'' and a second after when she got in a chasing part of the game she bacame an anxious mess ''i want to go back to banging on the couch, i want to go back to banging on the couch''
streamervi: hates horror games but the chat is always requesting them because her reaction are hilarious. Everytime she plays an horror game her hands get sweaty and she secretly lowers her headphones's volume because the soundtrack makes he anxious. She suddendly start reading the chat every two second just for an excuse to pause the game and end up bickering with them
@pinksmasherz ''guys she is scared shitless, she alredy paused 10 time and it's only been 15 minutes lmao''
''you know who was scared? your mom when she gave birth to you'' before literally jumping from her seat ten seconds after and close the game.
streamervi: totally posts thirst traps in her ig stories and brags about the numbers of girls who liked it during her streams. She shows the pictures to the chat and smirks ''bet you losers want to be me so bad''
@sapphicnightmare: ''delulu is the solulu''
@zaunfinest: ''bet she never had a girlfriend in her entire life #vstandsforvirgin''
@getjinxed: ''I'm her sister and i can confirm she is a loser and a virgin #vstandsforvirgin
''Powder get the fuck out of my stream or I'll tell vander you blew up the mcrowave again''
@getjinxed: ''#worstvirginsister
streamervi: who totally has a crush on you since you two got matched up playing valorant. vi was being her usual self, she started talking a mile a minute and cursing at the enemy team as she got more and more worked up. you found her endering so when she complimented you about a skilled heal ''Nice one!" you decied to turn on your mic ''thanks'' she suddendly got into gay panic as she heard your voice and ended up dying
Her chat went wild
@piltiegoth: "very smooth"
@Ekk0:"Looks like she's finally found someone who can shut her up!"
@zaunfinest: "she is totally blushing, what a loser"
@getjinxed: ''#vstandsforvirgin''
''not that hashtag again''
streamervi: who silently sends you a friend request as the game ended. You became a constant in her lives, she always askied you if you were up for a game together even tho her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink, visible even through the webcam's glow every time you said something and she stumbled over her words, calling you "dude" one second and then switching to "bro" the next, as if trying to find the perfect term of endearment.
streamervi: when you two finally exchanged ig she was having dinner with powder and vander and almost choked staring at your picture. powder peeked to her screen from where she was seated next to her.
''who is @pixelprincess? wait isn't she that girl you always play valorant with during your streams? the one you've got a crush on?''
powder asked her munching over a chicked wing as vi got red faced
''i don't have a crush on her''
vi said but the words came out high pitched and totally fake
''yeah right, you always try to act cool when she is playing with you lowering your voice and shit, loser''
powder snikered as vi just got even more red and glared at her
''she is totally out of your league sis''
streamervi: who after months of pining after you (even the chat was tired of her loser crush on you) and powder threatening to reveal her baby naked pictures on the internet, finally asked you on a date. you met in a cafe downtown, she was so nervous she ended up talking the whole time and spilling her coffe all over the table. By the end of it she was sure you were going to block her as soon as you got home and never talk to her again. After she insisted to walk you home and you were standing in front of your home she took a deep breath.
''Listen I'm so sorry about the coffee. And the talking. And just… everything. I promise i'm usually not such a mess but i'll understand if you if you'll never want to see me again...''
she started rambling and only shut herself up when you planted a quick kiss in the middle of her cheek
''I liked it''
you smiled at her as her cheeks flushed and she brought a hand over the skin you just brushed with your lips.
''you liked it''
vi repeated as she stood stunned watching you nod your head, your pretty smile never leaving your face. And in that moment she knew she was a goner
streamervi: who the night after she kissed you for the first time, not a kiss on the cheek, not a peck but a proper kiss turned on her stream still high on dopamin from your date just to scream
''LESBIAN WON AGAIN!''
as she stood in front of her screen with her fist raised in the air and a stupid grin on her face.
''are u hearing this guys? sorry to break the news like this but i'm oficcially off the market ladies''
@sevikunt: ''she probably kidnapped her''
@viktorious: ''trolling''
@chadjayce: ''I refuse to live in a world where she actually get laid and i'm still single''
@pixelprincess: cute ♡
@getjinxed: FUCKING FINALLY
vi was staring at your message in the chat with a stupid lovesick grin on her face
@getjinxed: oh no she is even worse than before
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internetdaddy98 · 1 month ago
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The Ties That Bind Us - Chapter 25
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Previous | Next [Series Masterlist] Content Warning: 18+; MDNI: explicit content; steamy; jealousy: angst; swearing ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You didn’t know how you made it to the bedroom.
One minute you were pinned on the couch , his mouth bruising yours, and the next, you were falling back onto the bed—his weight pressing down, anchoring you to this moment.
“Tell me to stop,” he rasped.
You looked him dead in the eye. “Don’t stop.”
He growled, low and feral, like he’d been holding back for months. Like he couldn’t believe he finally got to have you. His hands were everywhere—gripping your waist, tugging your shirt over your head, dragging his mouth along the skin he uncovered inch by inch.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” he muttered against your throat. “Every time I think I’m over it—every time I try to bury this—you walk in, and I’m right back here. Wanting you so bad I can’t think straight.”
“Then stop trying,” you whispered, voice cracking as you clawed at his hoodie. “Just take me.”
Whatever restraint he had shattered.
He peeled your leggings off, eyes raking over you with so much intensity it made your breath catch. His hands framed your thighs, mouth leaving a trail of heat down your stomach, and when he sank between your legs, he didn’t tease. He devoured.
You cried out, one hand fisting the sheets, the other tangled in his hair as he worshipped you like he had something to prove.
He did.
Mine, mine, mine.
When he finally came up for air, lips wet, eyes dark and full of sin, he looked at you like he could read every secret you were still too scared to speak aloud.
“Still think I don’t want you?” he growled, kissing your collarbone, then lower. “Still think I’d let anyone else touch what’s mine?”
You shook your head, dazed. “No.”
“Say it.”
“I’m yours,” you whispered. “Only yours.”
He rolled a condom on fast, then guided himself inside you in one deep thrust. You gasped—not just from the stretch, but from the way he looked at you while he did it. Like this wasn’t just sex. Like he was claiming you.
“Jesus, Y/N,” he muttered against your jaw. “You feel like I knew you would—fucking perfect.”
You moaned, nails digging into his back as he began to move—fast, rough, like he was chasing something, or maybe like he was trying to burn away every ounce of pain you’d both inflicted on each other.
“You lied to me,” you gasped, arching up into him.
“I know.”
“You hurt me.”
“I know.”
And then—he kissed you. Not angry. Not possessive. But soft. Devastating. Like he hated what he’d done to you. Like he’d give anything to take it back.
“I’m gonna make it right,” he whispered into your mouth, thrusts slowing just enough to make you whimper. “I’m gonna earn you. Again and again.”
“Then don’t stop.”
He didn’t.
He held your wrists above your head, bit at your neck, pressed his forehead to yours while you broke apart under him—shaking, sobbing, his. And when he followed, groaning your name like a prayer, he buried his face in your shoulder and stayed there, trembling.
You lay tangled together afterward, skin slick, sheets kicked off, hearts hammering in sync.
Neither of you spoke. Not yet.
But your fingers were still tangled in his.
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You woke up before the sun.
The room was still—quiet in a way that only came after a storm. The air smelled faintly of rain and laundry detergent, and something else that clung to your skin like memory: him.
Michael.
You shifted slightly under the sheets, careful not to wake him, your heart betraying you with how full it suddenly felt. His arm was draped over your waist, heavy and grounding, and your back was tucked against the solid warmth of his chest.
God. You’d really done this.
The night blurred in pieces behind your eyelids—shouting, accusing, needing. His hands on your hips. Your voice cracking on his name. The taste of him. The way he’d whispered mine like it meant something more than just heat.
And now here you were. Tangled in bedsheets and confusion, wishing the sun would stay down just a little longer so you didn’t have to face the shape of what this would become.
You turned carefully, just enough to look at him.
His face was relaxed in sleep—softer than you ever got to see. Dark lashes fanned against his cheek, his mouth slightly parted, the edge of his beard catching the golden-blue light beginning to spill through your curtains.
He looked... beautiful.
And vulnerable.
You didn’t know what to do with that.
Because as much as you’d wanted this—him—you knew what you were both like when the armor came back on. You’d spent weeks toeing the line between admiration and irritation, tenderness and restraint. Now that the line had been crossed, now that every truth was out in the open, what did that mean?
You barely had time to wonder.
Robby stirred behind you, his arm tightening instinctively as his breath warmed the back of your shoulder.
“Don’t move,” he muttered, voice rough with sleep. “Not yet.”
You froze. “You’re awake.”
“I’ve been awake,” he said. “Didn’t want to ruin the moment.”
You blinked at the ceiling. “What moment?”
“This one,” he said, pulling you closer, his voice softening. “Where you’re here. And I’m here. And you’re not pretending last night didn’t mean something.”
Your chest clenched.
“I’m not pretending,” you whispered. “I just don’t know what happens now.”
His hand skimmed along your bare waist, anchoring you to the sheets. “We stop running in circles, for starters.”
You turned in his arms, meeting his eyes fully now. “You were pretty mad at me yesterday.”
He exhaled slowly, eyes scanning your face like he was memorizing it all over again. “I still am. A little.”
“Fair.”
“But I’m more mad at myself,” he added, brushing your hair from your face. “For waiting so long. For pushing you away when I wanted nothing more than to pull you in.”
You swallowed hard, tears threatening in the corners of your eyes. “Michael—”
“No more hiding,” he murmured. “If this is real—and last night sure as hell felt real—then I’m not going to pretend I don’t want you. You’re mine, Y/N. I don’t care how complicated it gets.”
You blinked at him. “That sounds a lot like possessiveness, Dr. Robinavitch.”
His smirk flickered, tired but true. “Maybe. But you didn’t seem to mind last night.”
Heat bloomed in your cheeks, and you buried your face against his chest, laughing despite yourself.
And for the first time in weeks—maybe months—you let yourself breathe into it.
Whatever came next, you’d face it.
Together.
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Once you got up Robby had successfully located your kettle, burned a piece of toast, and claimed total innocence in the death of your favorite mug.
“It had a crack,” he said defensively, holding up the two pieces like it was some kind of autopsy. “It was going to die anyway.”
You raised an eyebrow from where you leaned against the doorway, his T-shirt hanging off your frame. “So your solution was assisted mug suicide?”
He smirked and tossed the remains into the trash. “Mercy killing. I stand by it.”
You laughed—light and genuine—and for a moment, it felt like this could be normal. Like you hadn’t nearly destroyed each other on a rooftop less than a week ago.
He walked over, slipping his arms around your waist. “Let me make it up to you.”
“You already did.” Your voice softened as you rested your chin on his chest, eyes finding his. “Kind of hard to hold a grudge when you’re literally still glowing from—”
He kissed you, slow and warm. “Then come with me,” he murmured against your lips. “Let’s get out of here. Breakfast that isn’t charcoal toast. Somewhere... quiet. Just us.”
You blinked. “Like a date?”
His brows rose like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Why not?”
You opened your mouth, then closed it. No good reason came to mind. “Okay.”
By midday, you were tucked into a corner booth of a sleepy brunch place a few blocks from your apartment, sipping coffee and splitting a stack of lemon-ricotta pancakes. The windows fogged with early spring dew. The clink of silverware and low chatter filled the space.
It felt like a Sunday morning should.
“I don’t know how to do this,” Robby said, gaze fixed on the small syrup puddle between you. “This whole... dating thing.”
“I know.”
“What happens at work now? How do we manage it?” you questioned.
He let out a sharp breath, rubbing his thumb along your wrist. “I don’t want to sneak around. I’m not asking you to pretend you don’t care. Hell, we both know that’s impossible. But at work, things have to stay professional between us.”
You felt your stomach twist with a mix of excitement and nerves. He wasn’t wrong. There was too much at stake. “I’m not sure we can avoid it forever. Someone will notice.”
Robby’s expression softened, and for a moment, you thought you saw relief in his eyes. “I don’t like hiding it. But if that’s the only way we can keep this... then yeah. That’s what we’ll do.”
You leaned forward, brushing your lips over his. “We’ll figure it out,” you whispered, “Together.”
The weight of the decision hung between you both, but something about it felt... right. It wasn’t easy. There was no perfect solution. But you were in this. And Robby was too.
But just as you were about to settle into the ease of the conversation, his expression shifted. Something flickered in his eyes.
“What is it?” you asked, sensing a sudden tension in his posture.
He hesitated, his gaze dropping to his coffee cup. “What happens if we’re found out? What if someone sees us?”
You took a deep breath, trying to keep your voice steady. “Then we handle it. Together. I trust you, Robby.”
He squeezed your hand. “We’ll figure it out. But I want to do it with you.”
The words hit deeper than you expected. Not just because of what they meant—but because of who they were coming from.
Robby didn’t make promises lightly. And he sure as hell didn’t use words like with you unless he meant them.
You smiled, eyes stinging for reasons you didn’t want to unpack in a crowded café. “Okay. With me, then.”
He leaned in and kissed you again—soft, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world.
By noon, the clouds had cleared. The world outside was bright and blooming.
Neither of you said it aloud, but something had shifted.
The distance that used to protect you now felt like wasted space. And though work would inevitably pull you back into chaos—calls and codes and long days—you weren’t afraid of it.
Not when the quiet after looked like this.
Not when you had each other.
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your-favourite-yapper · 3 months ago
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Mary macdonald hcs (sorta modern au) bc I love her*
Used 2 be bullied in primary school
Not that bad but she just was Not Liked
Has 2 younger siblings and raised by a single dad
Changed schools after begging her dad 2 let her
Watched some 2000s hs movies to learn how to be "cool" bc she didn't have an older sister or someone to tell her how to do that
Is now tech "popular" BUT
She still feels Not Enough
She's mean 2 ppl her friends are mean to
And nice to the ones her friends are nice to
Bc all it sound take was one wrong word, one mistep
And she'd be the weird chubby kid in school noone sat next to again
TRIES HER FUCKING HARDEST AND THEN SOME STUDYING
noone rage studies like her
She gets good grades but is always top 5 nvr top 3
Has cried once when she got 98% in Chem
Not in friend of her friends tho
Doesn't like crying bc she prides herself on being "perfect" mary
The one who always has her homework done and takes 6 APs and is in 5 extracurricular and is the head of 3 of them and is always in some sort of competion or event and is always w perfect hair makeup outfit and is always composed
Has MANY friends but 2 main friend groups
The valkries and like her "popular" friends (emmeline flo chastity)
Lowkey Dislikes most men as a default
"No one wanted to play with me as a little kid
So I've been scheming like a criminal ever since
To make them love me and make it seem effortless"
^^ that's her
Definition of faking it till u make it but she's "made it" and is still faking
Has minibusses every few wks on whether she even knows her "real" personality
Doesn't care abt fashion THAT MUCH
But she knos every microtrend since the 1960s
Half black and half white
And defo went thru a phase where she told ppl that she was acc only like 1/4th black
Bc all the popular girls in the movies aren't black
Teenage Girl
She spends 4hr every day on hair and makeup b4 school
Will always feel like the Odd One Out
Does Not kno how to read social cues
Loves acting dumb or clueless
Type girl to study for 8hrs for a test then act like she didn't even kno there was a test
Wants to major in robotics
(Mainly bc no1 would expect it and she loves the feeling of vindication she gtes whe she shocks ppl who assume shes dumb)
Low middle income family
But doesnt correct her friends when they assume shes upper middle
Has not been in a designer mall
Style is "boho vintage" and preppy pink
The "boho vintage" is clothes she sewed together instead of buying new ones
She just Gaslight every1 into thinking they were b9ught
Loves her friends to bits and pieces
In primary her friend group was odd numbered so every1 would pair up and leave her out
Now it's even w marlene lily dorcas and her and flo emmeline chastity and her
V territorial of the number of ppl in the group
Once when lily was getting a bit TOO close to alice mary pretended alice sent her death threats and alice gets bullied sm she has to leave the school
Either doesn't offer any personal info to anyone
Or tmis sm u get second hand embarassment
"I wish I wasn't such a narcissist
I wish I didn't really kiss
The mirror when I'm on my own
Oh God, I'm gonna die alone" <- also her
Actively oversexualizes herself to hide the fact that she's scared of sex
Has beef w sirius and peter
Peter bc he's the only person in her hs who was in her primary and so he knos what she was like then and she's terrified he'd told the marauders abt that (he lowkey forgot lol)
Highly problematic
Tries her hardest 2 be nice
But she just isn't
Has stolen countless girls bf
Only to dump the bf 1wk later
And start flirting w the girl
5" 5.5
Loves her hair
She's rjl coded but forces herself to be sob coded
Acc LOVES gory horror movies
Loves ice cream but generally prefers savory > sweet
The og Mirrorball girlie
Tried to start a diary for some "self discovery" but stopped after she realized she was faking it there too
Attractiveness = 75% looks and 25% (fake) confidence
"Please im a star....im a star im a star im a sTAR"
the type of person to Not Say Anything when 1 of her friends make a joke she finds annoying/hurtful and then slowly gets more and more mad at them till she ghosts them
Her aura is somehow both toxic green and pink
Is still v much Scarred from primary so even tho she loves her friends she still has "back up groups" she'd go 2 if her friends unfriended her
Has ghosted 2838383893 ppl
Lowkeg a misandrist
Loves to bake
"I just wanted them to like me 🥺🥺" <- her after destroying her perception of self
Cant cry properly bc she can only think of how stupid she probably looks
"Theyre probably going to cheat on me....i should cheat first"
Ways to show love quality time
Ways to recieve love words of affirmation + phy touch but even tho she gives the best hugs u can't hug her wo 3 days warning
Acc v funny
Like constant banger after banger
Looks like a cinnamon roll thinks she could kill you is a cinnamon roll
Pink lipgloss
Always thinks she takes things a Bit Too Far (she acc kinda does)
like her friend could be shit talking someone and she spends 30min talking abt how disgusting that person is and how gross they are and insults them and reads them to filth. (She doenst even hate that person )
hey I should yap -> pvershares for 2hrs -> wait no ew (post yap clarity) -> cool and mysterious era (20 minutes) -> hey I should yap
Genuinely loves her younger siblings but uses up all her energy at school so at home she's v much a bitch to them
Ev she can't even say I love u to them
Can't even sound the words out
Gen believes she ruined them
Loves : chappell mitski and sabrina
Pathological liar
Lies for no rzn at all
Fav color is yellow
Says it's pink
Loves summer
Says she loves spring
Chat she's a good person when it rlly counts I promise
ev she leaves hs
!! And she gets into her dream uni
Yay!!
And then...
Uh oh
U kno the thing that happens when ppl who were popular in hs can't make friends in college
Yea that's mary
But eventually ?? She gets better ??
She goes out on silly walks
And goes 9ut her home wo a detailed 20 step guideline on what to do and how to act
And takes shitty pictures
And forgives and forgets !!
And she grows closer to the valkries !!
And sings shitty karaoke shittily in shitty pubs
And she forgives peter
And she wears more yellow
and she calls her siblings every other day and doesn't have to pretend to be interested
and listens to "cringe" girly talk podcasts bc they acc help her
and it doesn't matter if her laugh is now a tad bit too loud and if its more like a snort
and if her hips grow a bit bigger
Bc she's Human
She lives n breathes and walks and she Healing omigod shes Healing
she starts living for the experience of living and doesn't view herself in 3rd perspective
and she's seeing w her eyes and not the eyes of others and wow
and in one of her classes she gets an 89
And she cries abit but it's Ok!!
bc she still learned
And mare friends in that class!!
And she was ok she was ok she was ok
she gets her 2nd choice internship
And celebrates messily w all her friends
but when the 1yr internship is over she doenst get a perm job
But it's ok!!!
Bc it was an experience she experienced in her lovely life !!!
U kno those tiktoks that go "me making straberry pancakes bc life didnt end when i was 16"?
Thats her
She dates a girl (!!!)
And they communicate
And she holds her and is held by her
And go on silly cirnge dates
And have meaningless convos
And then they break it off amicably
But it's ok!!!
Bc it was an experience!!!!
"And I couldn't be sure
I had a feeling so peculiar
This pain wouldn't be for
Evermore"
And then she gets invited to an interview at her 1st choice job
And she stares at the building from across the street
And realizes
She Made It
And she closes the street in her yellow pumps
And she's thinking abt what she's gonna write in her journal today and thinking of all her friends and it's all ok now and and OMIGOD IS THAT A TRUC-
she gets run over ://
And dies ://
She would've gotten the job :/
If she hadn't uh died ://
:/
*not as much as my wife @mrstellmeafuckingsecret
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your-unfriendlyghost · 8 months ago
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I have two things to ask:
1.-Can we be friends?
2.-Do you have any Outsiders headcanons (or any that you haven't submitted yet)?
I mean sure?? Idk who you are since you’re on anon, so not REALLY, but I’m always down to talk!
2. Yeah lol- tons. Too many. Here’s a few (okay like 25 oops) off the top of my head lol, some serious/angsty and some lighthearted/kinda stupid without any real order. (Lotta ‘em are about Steve tbh -there’s so little to him in canon that I have the freedom to hc pretty much whatever I want)
Steve Randle’s nearsighted and has no idea, which is why he’s literally always squinting. (I’ve had that one for like months but only recently mentioned it on here lol.) Steve thinks his vision is completely normal
Dally and Sylvia genuinely cared for each other, but they were both so horrible at having healthy emotions that they just made each other worse. In a bad way, not a fun way.
When Steve gets kicked out, sometimes he hangs with Johnny in the lot. They don’t really talk about anything important like their shared experiences of having lousy parents. Instead they talk about cars, girls, music, school…lighthearted stuff. Sometimes Johnny will find Steve crying, which he never mentions- he’ll just sit down as per usual, which Steve appreciates. Steve almost never finds Johnny crying though. Johnny doesn’t cry much.
Okay tangent- I love how Steve and Johnny are low-key foils. Like Steve always seems tough but then cries when pushed to his limit, while Johnny always seems skittish until he’s under a bunch of pressure- in which case he suddenly is confident. (Not necessarily thriving obviously, but confident yk? Like grinning while saving those kids in the fire.) I know SE Hinton probably didn’t intend that at all, but it’s just such an interesting detail to me. One of these days I’ll put it into words better
Johnny’s jeans-jacket is a hand-me-down from either Steve or Two-Bit. (I can’t decide which lol) (obviously Dally would make sense too, but honestly I think it’d add more depth to flesh out Johnny’s relationships with the other members of the gang)
After the events of the book, Two-Bit starts hanging around the Curtis’s place even more. At first the gang assumes he’s trying to lighten the mood. It’s only after he gets sent to the cooler for a month due to drunk driving that they realize he was actually hanging around so much because he was trying to keep his kid sister from seeing him so drunk…
Two-Bit likes to joke that he keeps failing junior year so that him and his sister can graduate together. Which is a very bad idea since his sister is a year younger than Ponyboy.
Sodapop often feels like he’s only good for looking pretty and not all that useful or interesting otherwise. He likes himself, but when he stops to think about it too much, he starts to wonder if he really has anything going for him at all
My H/C for Steve’s home life is that his Mom is sick w/ like cancer or something. Before she got sick, Steve’s life was pretty alright for an eastsider- he and his dad fought, but they always made up for the most part. They weren’t perfect, but they loved each other. But after she got sick, she wasn’t there to mediate between Steve and his Dad anymore, and the fighting got worse and worse. And then Steve’s dad started drinking more and it was pretty downhill from there. Steve’s Dad still loves him, but sometimes Steve wishes that he didn’t. If he didn’t, then he could hate him. But his dad does love him, so he can’t get himself to.
Steve and Dally taught Johnny to drive when they were all like fourteen-fifteen-ish. Johnny is a very reckless driver. He loves speeding.
Johnny also loves fast roller coasters and stuff.
Dally doesn't ‘cuz he’s low-key scared of heights- he likes riding broncos and rodeos, but put him at the top of a roller coaster and he’s convinced that it’s gonna break and he’s gonna die. He pretends he doesn’t mind. The only people who know he’s scared of them are Johnny, and before she died, Mrs. Curtis.
Steve has a napoleon complex. Johnny, who is shorter than him by a few inches, likes to bully him for it sometimes
Ponyboy and Cherry don’t interact much in the school year after the book, but in the summer after, they start to hang out. Eventually they become pretty close. They fangirl over Paul Newman together
Ponyboy still doesn’t let Cherry read his theme though until years later
Marcia and Two-Bit re-meet a few months after the book. (Two-Bit is really scared that she’s embarrassed to be dating him, and Marcia is really scared that he’s embarrassed to be dating her. Neither of them are embarrassed. They both adore each other.)
Two-Bit likes to watch Marcia barrel racing. One time while he’s there, he runs into Ponyboy watching Cherry barrel race and immediately tells everyone much to Pony’s chagrin
Evie knows a little bit about cars, and she sometimes helps out at the DX during summers. Steve is so whipped for her lol (and Soda too Steve has two hands)
Evie and Sylvia are besties, but Steve and Sylvia hate each other. They act civil in front of Evie, but as soon as her back is turned they’re growling at each other like dogs. (Well Steve is. Sylvia just acts condescending as hell. Sometimes it goes over his head, so Steve knows she’s insulting him but isn’t sure what the insult is/means. Which makes Steve kinda want to kill her.)
Steve and Soda are low-key co-dependent. (Steve more so- Soda has his family at least, while to Steve, Soda and Evie are his whole world pretty much) It’s probably not super healthy, and both of them are vaguely aware of that, but are trying not to think about it too hard rn
Ponyboy’s friend group in high school consists of Curly Shepard, Mark Jennings, Scout Jenkins (from the tv show), and eventually, in her senior year, Cherry Valance. (There’s others too but those are the main ones.)
Pony dates Cathy Carlson for a while too, idk if they’re good for each other or not- I kinda like the idea of them being a sweet couple tbh, but no one else on here seems to care about them so I haven’t really explored the idea much lol
In a Dally lives au, Mark Jennings and Dally end up spending a bit of time together through Pony, and at some point they realize that they’re half-brothers lol. Mark is a deeply obnoxious little brother to have, and he drives Dally nuts on purpose. Weirdly I think Dally’s a relatively good influence on him, as much as someone like Dally can be. And Dally does care for Mark, though not as much as he cares for Johnny- Mark is, in his head, not exactly his responsibility.
Well I have (so many) more, but I think that’s enough for now lol. Point is, even though I haven’t drawn in a minute, I love these characters and their romanticized version of 1960s Tulsa so much and I think about them way too often lol
(dw once i get more into the swing of school I’ll be doin more art!)
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Aizawa headcanons!🖤💤 (sorry if any mistakes, erasermic?)
Not bothered by temperature. Wears baggy clothes even in hot weather unless he literally cannot stand it.
Has like little notes in his office of things eri likes so he always has some kind of idea of what gifts to get her
He purposely coughs whenever someone is smoking near him.
Whenever someone tells a really unfunny joke he either does a fake little laugh and then just a blank face after and stare at them for a bit, or he just stares at them with a blank face.
Downloaded tiktok to monitor his students but he secretly watches those ai cat vids/cat vids in general, sometimes shows them to eri
Once showed up to class with a bunch of plasters because eri kept saying he had ‘boo boos’
Type of dude to have the same dinner for days
He has loads of photos of random shit. Like a bunch of accidental photos.
Got the yellow sleeping bag thing because it reminded him of hizashi
As a kid he was neglected and his parents just wasn’t rlly the best but when he was like 14-15 his grandparents got custody over him and they started to look after him
10% Korean, 25% German
Owns some present mic merch
Aromantic and gay. Only had/has feelings for hizashi.
Says the most offensive shit then just says “no offence tho.”
When he’s in a meeting or whatever if he finds it boring he would yawn really loudly but then just act like nothing happened. But if someone points it out he’d be like “don’t blame it on me. Blame it on my instincts.” But if he doesn’t do that he will look really bored, like you tell by his face.
Doesn’t like fizzy drinks or like any sweet drinks. Doesn’t like any cold food either like ice cream.. ice lollies ect.
Sometimes when he can’t sleep he’ll listen to present mics radio show. Though he’ll never admit that.
He genuinely thought his students didn’t like him until the war started and they protected him the best he could, he even cried a bit over it.
He hugs a pillow to sleep sometimes, it oddly brings him comfort. In his sleeping bag he has a mini cat plushie.
If he sees himself in a kid in any way he will make sure they get help or he will help them. He hates seeing himself in a kid and he most definitely doesn’t want a kid to feel to same as he did as a kid.
Opened his own cat shelter not to far from his house, he goes there after work a lot and helps around.
Whenever there’s a sunset he takes pictures as he likes to think it’s oboro making the sky pretty for him and others.
Even now he views himself as weak. He ‘knows’ he can’t save everyone but what purpose does he serve if he can’t save everybody? And as hizashi couldn’t do much as kids when he was overworking himself, whenever he catches him overworking now he always stops him but aizawa gets mad
He loves omelets, has omelets every day for breakfast. He believes breakfast is the only meal you really need, but ofc hizashi is trying to help him eat more
He likes reading and getting lost in it. Imagining himself in that world. Its another way he escapes reality
Always has the news on/listening to it somehow, at home he has the tv running, at work, radio or headphones ect (he only doesn’t listen when he knows he shouldn’t or can’t, like in meetings, when he’s teaching ect)
As a kid for Halloween he would just lurk in the complete darkness with his quick activated so people just seeing glowing red eyes people would get terrified.. he was known around his neighbourhood for doing so. He also use to do that to scare his friends.
He has injured his back and has back problems from always overworking himself (training wise) and because of his bad posture and whenever someone points out his bad posture and the fact it’s not ganna help with his back problems he just says “it’s more comfy”
Like I hc hizashi to, he has some of nemuri’s paintings in his house
Nemuri always sent aizawa cat pictures everyday (canon?) and he got use to it, after her death he still checks his phone everyday expecting a cat picture but he never gets one.. it makes him feel a bit empty inside. He looks through those pictures whenever he can and sent back a cat picture and a message saying “thank you, for everything.”
After a long hard day of work, normally on Fridays he likes to have a long chilling bath, he does the usual stuff then just relaxes.. it calms him down and he thinks about life, he thinks about oboro sometimes and he just lets himself cry if he needs to. This is something that has genuinely helped him because it’s helping him becoming one with his feelings and letting himself feel and think. (Sometimes even falls asleep)
After his grandparents death he inherited the house but he couldn’t live there for too long because the memories hurt too much, even tho they’re good memories. But when he moved he took some stuff he held dearly with him and he has them in a little box in his closet now unless it’s some kind of furniture
Kirishima reminds him of oboro. Once he accidentally called him oboro and he hated himself for that, Kirishima lowkey gets some special treatment from aizawa as-well because of the fact
Only owns two pairs of pjs
Microwave- takeout typa guy. He can’t cook, basic stuff he can but it’s not the best
he’s tried a lot of weird shit with coffee, once he heard about tea and biscuits he tried it with coffee and weirdly liked it (I haven’t tried it myself but I’m guessing it’s not that nice but🤷🏻‍♀️) and then he tried over stuff and.. blah blah blah.
If Eri does his hair he willl keep it that way for as long as he can, he doesn’t care if he looks ridiculous
whenever he’s at the beach he would just relax on a sun bed or burry himself in the sand
Gets into bar fights, tries not to but he does.. 😭
hates swimming, he was forced to learn at a young age has a bit of trauma from that
after Oboros death he developed ED (an eating disorder)
He’s still in touch with Oboros parents and sometimes goes to see them, sometimes with hizashi as-well. Oboro also has a younger sister who looks like Eri in a way and so that also encourages Aizawa to look after Eri the best he can
Makes alot of dark jokes without realising
If he doesn’t like you and you ask for a cup of coffee or whatever, he’d make it for you but purposefully spill it all over you or make it really disgusting.
He makes sure to wash his face every night and every morning
has a COLLECTION of mugs, he buys every ‘cool’ one or just every basic one. He doesn’t care.
He’s ticklish on his sides, no one except nemuri and hizashi know that
He has two tattoos since hizashi kept calling him a pussy. Hizashi however doesn’t know what tattoos he got (he got a cloud on his ankle to represent oboro but unfortunately that tattoo was on the leg he cut off and he was actually upset about that. The other tattoo he got when drunk, it’s a fucked up rose below his neck on his back?..idk how else to describe the place)
He hides things in his scarf and as a kid and he was guilty of stealing things and hiding them in his scarf (idk when he got his scarf but shut up)
His scarf was inspired by a scarf his grandad always use to wear
After the time skip he adopted eri
Has a cat lamp in his room
He hated his smile, it was one of his insecurities but after a while and when he found happiness his smile became one of the most beautiful things about him. He didn’t really know how to smile to begin with which is why he was insecure, but yeah.. now he isn’t as insecure.
Mrs joke once played ‘emo boy’ outside his house on a boombox. To this day he has no idea how she knows where he lived and he even got extra locks
On Father’s Day he got cards from most of his students and he was so confused as to why but some of them made him smile (he secretly kept them)
Mic taught him how to do up his hair.
He hates big loud dogs.
He has dreams about saving oboro and how life could of been like if he lived or if he (aizawa) died instead of oboro, once woke up crying
He loves physical touch and the simplest of touch can calm him down or bring him comfort but he isn’t really use to it. his favourite type of physical touch is probably holding hands. But ‘no one’ knows
When he saw hizashi angry for the first time (s5-s7) he was genuinely scared of him and worried on what he might do but he didn’t show it and just let him express but seeing him like that also made him realise some of his mistakes as a friend and he sometimes thinks about it all, it made him question mic a lot and himself.
He had a pat cat but it died, however he still keeps his bed, toys and blanket. He figured he should leave having pets for a while because he would be too busy, but after the time skip he got 2 cats
He knows almost nothing about hizashi’s past before UA, he doesn’t think much about it but it does concern him 
Most of the time he genuinely thinks the world would be better if he didn’t exist as if he didn’t exist some people would still be alive. (Like oboro) but after the time skip he finally stopped thinking that way as he began noticing his worth.
He does feel guilty after being too hard on the kids, as sometimes they remind them of him. He tries to not push them too hard but enough.
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"don't lie to me!" "DON'T lie to me!" newts words crackle through the air as everyone goes silent, brenda with a gasp.
I don't know whats gotten into him. I mean he's never had an outburst like this before and he's usually the calm one of the group.
maybe it was because minho was missing but as he stopped and turned around shamefully before leaving I could tell something else was wrong.
just something with his movement looked wrong.
as soon as I saw him disappear around the corner of the door I let out a sigh and looked around the room at everyone elses reactions.
they all looked the same but none scared. just more worried, like my expression.
I took my stuff out of my lap and stood up so I could go check on him. when I got out there I saw him sitting down overlooking the edge.
I walked closer and say down next to him, just staying silent for a few moments to get used to the quietness before talking.
"you okay sweetheart?"
I knew it wasn't really the right question to ask in the moment but I didn't know what else to say. but I knew one thing was that I wanted to check up on him.
"I'm fine." he replied coldly at first and I shifted, holding my knees tight toward my chest and sat there for emotional support before he said anything else.
"but.. I guess I can't hide this anymore." he stopped himself at first to keep from telling me but ultimately decided against it, and lifting his sleeve up.
I let out a sigh of worry and looked up to meet his eyes, already feeling his on me.
"when did you get that? " I asked lightly being cautious of my tone. I feel something bad forming in my stomach. like when your so nervous about something you feel the need to throw up.
"in that.. mall we went to." he admitted looking away from your eyes to look at the sun setting. "why'd you hide it from me all this time?" quiet as a mouse I said it, but he could understand it all.
"I never wanted you to worry. I know you would with your anxiousness on edge these days. I didn't want to add more onto your plate."
"I.. guess I can't argue with that. just seeing it now. I get that anxious feeling in my stomach." admitting to what he said made me feel a bit better but it still didn't stop the pit in my stomach.
"I love you y/n. I just want you to know that if anything happens, I'll always love you" and I realized he finally let out what he wanted to say this entire time.
"nothings gonna happen. nothing can happen or. or i wont know what to do with myself if anything did happen to you." I grab his hand and gently rub my thumb on the back of it, fighting tears to spill.
"I'm sorry my love. I can't promise anything so I won't try to." I kept trying to sniff my tears back but I just couldn't handle it.
"you can't go I won't accept it. if anything I want to go first. your not allowed to go." scooting closer over to him as I gently cried into his shoulder, as he wrapped his arms around me.
"alright. ill accept it for your sake." running his fingers through my hair he continued "please stop crying my love I hate to see this."
"I'm sorry newtie. my heart can't deal with this" lifting my head up out of his shoulder he smiled at me to try and lighten up the mood.
"I know I know but if you cry we'll never get any happy moments and that's what we need right now"
"all of us brenda, thomas, fry it all matters."
so. I sucked up my tears and leaned my head over his shoulder promising him to not cry if I can help it.
hellloooo
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julius-underscore-caesar · 3 months ago
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Supernatural Journey
Without spoilers: y’all I just started watching Supernatural (S2 Ep 5). I’m an older sibling but why do I resonate more with Sam than Dean but then occasionally Dean’s protectiveness over Sam? Yeah, then I’m like yes, I like Dean more than Sam but I also still like Sam over Dean? Is it bc I have a twin 4min older and a younger sibling thus making me an older yet younger sibling?
Crisis. Somebody in the Supernatural community help?
Edit: abt to start s3 now, yeah I would have done what dean did
Edit 3/2/25: I just decided to turn this into a post abt my hyperfixation on the show.
Currently on S3 Ep 5. Sammy why? Sammy, u went to Stanny, learn from past errors.
3/11/25: Just finished S3 ep 12. Y’all I suck at communication too, but what the hell was that as in hell literally.
3/15/25: I started S4 a two days ago and now I’m on S4 Ep 7,. Conclusion: castiel needs two things: chapstick and a hairbrush and sam needs to fuck off.
3/23/25: met Jared Padalecki. Just read the post my dudes.
3/24/25: started S5 and now im somehow down a Good Omens/Spn armageddon fanfic rabbithole and this is before ive met other Crowley (yes I know other Crowley exists).
3/26/25: y’all just can’t let Sam get sober huh? And also Cas’s lack of personal space awareness is so funny to me bc Aziraphale is like polar opposite.
4/1/25: after a long day of lab work I binged 4 episodes of spn ended on 5:18 and I think I’m hopping on the destiel train and I don’t know whether or not I should be scared. Also dean is a mood and I almost cried bc I would actually do the same thing for my sis. (Also I’ve had like 5 min of air time of spn crowley and he would SO get along with GO crowley imo)
4/13/25
How the fuck am I almost done with S7? Seriously this is mildly concerning. I also have a Dean item and I love it. Okay breakdown:
Sam: Okay, you've redeemed yourself for the time-being, use your words
Dean: Use your words and you are way past binge-drinking, do you need an intervention?
Sam&Dean: USE YOUR FUCKING WORDS
Cas: NO.
Meg: Gurrrllllll
Garth: mood.
Crowley: tbh, mood, very forward thinking, but also... dude?
Bobby: BOBBY FUCKING SINGER YA IDJIT I LOVE YOU
Also 6x15 HAD ME CRYING BC I'M WATCHING THIS LESS THAN A MONTH AFTER MEETING JARED PADALECKI BRO IT WAS SO BAD
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Unexpected decision - N. Hischier
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When Two Sports Collide | previous chapter timeline: September 2024 - June 2025 summary: Season 2024/25 started peacefully for Lisa until one news turned her life upside down warning: none note: final chapter of the story☹️
Gyor activated Lisa’ clause and she was staying with them for the next 3 seasons. After winning the Olympic Games, she felt relieved that she finally got the gold but this didn’t stop her. She was excited to return and fight for gold in the Hungarian League, especially because she didn’t manage to do this last season. In October, it was a National Team break but Lisa couldn’t attempt because of her muscle injury. 
The timing was perfect because Lisa could go to the Czech Republic and see Nico playing against the Buffalo Sabres. He and his team won both games and he even scored a goal. Lisa screamed from happiness when she saw this. It was the first time she witnessed his point in a match. He knew that she came to see him and invited her for a team celebration after the second game.
Lisa briefly met his team but they were too focused on each other to pay attention to others. They shared cute little moments between each other, enjoying that they got an opportunity to see themselves during the season. The next day, Nico got a flight back to New Jersey but it wasn’t as painful goodbye as they thought. 
After the National Team break, Lisa got the green light and returned to playing. Everything was going smoothly until she started feeling sick at the start of November. At first, she thought it’s just the flu but her morning sickness didn’t stop after a week.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m feeling so sick” Lisa said to Lottie.
“Have you talked with the team doctor?” 
“Yeah, he gave me medicine but it’s not helping” She sighed and then the realisation hit Lottie.
“Do a pregnancy test” She suggested. 
“Why? I’m not pregnant” 
“You have a classic example of a pregnancy symptom. It won’t hurt you to do it” 
As Lottie said, Lisa bought the next day the test and sat in her bathroom. She was looking at the box for 10 minutes, scared of taking it. Her head was floating with different scenarios.
What if I’m gonna be pregnant?
What I’m gonna do without Nico by my side?
What about my career? 
Not thinking about this anymore, Lisa took the test. She waited for three minutes and when she saw the results, she froze. The test showed two lines. She’s pregnant. She grabbed her phone and called Lottie.
“I’m pregnant” She said and cried. 
“Congratulations…” Lottie started but Lisa interrupted her.
“There’s nothing to congratulate me on. What am I supposed to do? I can’t be pregnant now, not when my boyfriend lives in a different country” She was sobbing. 
“Breathe Lisa, everything’s gonna be alright. You know Nico, he’s gonna be happy about it and you two can work it” 
“I don’t even know how to tell him that” 
“I know what we're gonna do. I’ll book a flight to see you and we’ll go to a doctor. If he confirms that you’re pregnant, you’ll tell him. You never know, maybe the test was broken or something” Lottie tried to cheer her up.
As said, Lottie arrived the next day in Lisa’ apartment. She already called the doctor and they had a visit tomorrow. Lottie spent the whole day trying to bring sense into Lisa and made her sure that nothing bad was going to happen between her and Nico. The doctor confirmed that Lisa was pregnant. She felt like her world fell apart. She just started getting back to playing and now, she needs another break from it. She went to training to tell the news to the coach. 
The easiest part was done. Now Lisa had to tell the news to Nico. She decided to call him the next day. The whole evening she spent on thinking about what they’re gonna do. Lottie was supportive and held her close when she was crying. Lisa made a decision about the pregnancy. Her friend was surprised when she heard it but understood it. Now, it was time to tell this to Nico.
“Hi baby, how are you?” He asked with happiness in his voice.
“I’m alright but I need to tell you something. Promise you won’t be mad” 
“I promise” 
“I’m pregnant” Lisa said and Nico didn’t know what to say. For a minute there was a silence between them. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m just trying to process what you just said… What are we gonna do? I don’t want to leave you alone in this” Nico was scared that he’ll be absent in his child’ life. 
“I decided to retire and move to you in New Jersey… If it’s fine with you” 
“It is but… are you sure? I know how much playing means to you and I don’t want you to feel forced to retire” Nico answered, surprised at her confession.
“I am. I’ve already won everything so I feel like a completed athlete. Also, my knees are not great and after each game, they’re getting worse. I think this is the best decision I can make. I’ll miss handball but I’m excited for our new chapter… Finally together” She admitted. 
“I love you so much. I can’t wait to have you here and be on every step of your pregnancy. I can’t believe that we’re expecting a kid” He smiled.
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lisa.pedersen Playing handball professionally was a dream come true. I never expected to get into such a great clubs and represent my country. Winning all the medals was an unbelievable experience which I will hold dearly for the rest of my life. 
It might sound unreal but I decided to retire. It was a tough decision but I know it's the right call. My knees are in bad shape and as much as I would love to play more, I know that my health is more important.
I want to thank every single person that was next to me through the 6 seasons. To my coaches and my teammates: thank you for the love, without you, all the achievements wouldn't have happened. It was a pleasure to share a locker room with you! 
Now it’s time for a new chapter. Good luck everyone, I’ll be rooting for all my girls from the couch❤️
charlotteolsen You'll be missed in handball and in Europe, I'm already missing you😭
nicohischier That's a brave decision but I'm excited for our new chapter❤️
28 November 2024
Lisa announced her decision in her club and they understood it. Her and Nico's family were happy for them. She was packing her things into the boxes and she felt weird. It was a bizarre way to retire but she felt like it’s the right call. Lottie was helping her with everything and she couldn’t be more grateful to have her by her side. 
Week later, Lisa finally arrived in New Jersey. Nico was caring towards her. He helped to settle down and unpack her clothes. The rest of her things were still somewhere in travel but she didn’t care. All she needed was her boyfriend by her side. Nico was nothing but loving for the whole time. It was like a dream come true for them. They didn’t expect to end up in this situation but they were beyond grateful for this.
The couple hadn’t announced the pregnancy until their child was born. They wanted to enjoy this time together without unnecessary questions. Only their family and friends knew about it. The same was with their secret wedding. Nico, since he found out about pregnancy, decided to propose to Lisa. He did it a month after she moved in, during Christmas. Next month they got married but decided to wait for summer, to celebrate it. Their life was completed like never before.
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lisa.pedersen The real reason of my retirement. Our little angel girl is healthy and strong👼🤍oh and I became Mrs. Hischier❤️
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19 June 2025
Finally together, bonded forever
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randomshipperhere · 8 months ago
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Ai Mikaze Song Rant
!!🧹CLEANING OUT DRAFTS WRITTEN IN LIKE 2021. Posted as is last written🧹!!
that may or may not be an essay but since its structure is completely off, I opted to call it a rant.
Also Ai looks mighty fine in that outfit. Ver. A has him sticking his tongue out. So cute!!
Note: this is a long overdue post that was made prior to the release of the album, I have not changed anything within this because dammit my past self worked her ass off on this and just left it on the backburner for so long.
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Before the next batch of Quartet Night Solo Songs get released this year (oh my god its been 3-4 years since the last ones) I wanted to write down the charm of Ai's songs and I hope the trend somewhat continues.
There are a total of 6 songs released since 2012 and each song also has it's own take on love.
There are a total of 6 songs released since 2012 and each song also has it's own take on love.
Winter Blossom: Parting of a loved one
A.I: Being and feeling loved
Futari no Monogram: Understanding oneself
Innocent Wind: The Warmth of Love
Mune no Kodou: Understanding Love
Synchronism: Playful, and a smidge bit sensual. Looks like the love arc is complete if you catch my drift
And now let's look at the song list:
うたの☆プリンスさまっ♪ アイドルソング嶺二&藍
Uta no☆Purinsu-sama♪ Aidoru Songu Reiji & Ai
Track 02: Winter Blossom
August 22, 2012
Idol Song: Mikaze Ai
01: A. I
02: Futari no Monogram
June 25, 2014
マジLOVEレボリューションズアイドルソング 美風 藍
Maji LOVE Reboryuushonzu Aidoru Songu Mikaze Ai
01: Innocent Wind
02: Mune no Kodou
April 29, 2015
うたの☆プリンスさまっ♪ アイドルソング蘭丸&藍
Uta no☆Purinsu-sama♪ Aidoru Songu Ranmaru & Ai
03: Synchronism
May 24, 2017
Now why does the second part matter? Well to me, if you put them together. Arrange by release date and track number, it almost sounds like a story on its own.
A person who has lost a loved one and forgot what the feeling felt like (Winter Blossom) until they discovered someone who could possibly mend their broken heart and understand the concept of "Ai" (A. I).
After finding this someone, they want to better themselves, become more reliable, someone who could be deserving of that love (Futari no Monogram). That love is returned to them and it feels a bit too much, but they're grateful that this person continues to stay by their side, despite being "broken" (Innocent Wind).
Like any relationship though, it was not just meant to be a sunshine filled story, they got into fights and arguements but that never deterred them from loving each other. Even during the moments they felt down or when he was scared of the passage of time, still uncertain about love, they still stuck with each other through thick and thin. And to understand these overflowing emotions, he wrote it into a song, a ballad, that sung the wishes of normal lovers and how with them, he can understand love. That he too, has that "something" on his chest (Mune no Kodou).
This emotional beat is followed by a happy and relaxing, definitely no underlying desires song about love (Synchronism).
being vague about the last one since I'll explain in each solo segment.
I think you guys get what I mean about the songs tying together to form a story by now right? Which is amazing to me, even if they most likely didn't do it on purpose, it gives a new meaning to listening to Ai's songs. Which make it even more fun to listen to.
So now onto each song and it's significance.
Winter Blossom
The first song by Ai is still as sad and beautiful as the first time I read the english translation~ I cried. This is a very straightforward song. They shared their last moments in winter.
To hide our kiss, we draw closer together to share warmth
and he wishes to God that he could feel the same emotions as her. She's about to go and he knows this, and he doesn't want to forget so he tries to stop his tears. He wants to remember this. Timeskip and he's all alone now with these memories. He doesn't think it's bad, no matter how sad it was, and yet he could only think about what else he could've done. He feels like he understands now, and he tells the words "I love you" even if she wasn't there, and his voice is only heard by the wind. He remembers the moment one last time, and makes a promise.
It's a tragedy that he only figured out what love is after she died. The song really moves me to tears. The hopeful message at the end is really nice and gives the listener a sense of encouragement.
A. I
Just lovers out on a vacation by the seaside. It starts off with him asking
“At what percentage does it become ‘love’?”
The night grows nearer, as you two get closer, and yet all he can feel is uncertainty. Unsure whether his feelings would reach or if he could ever truly express what he feels. Insecure about his own name, one he even called poor, you show him that there is a meaning to "AI". This fills him with happiness and he sees you as someone he can turn to, his warmth. He gives you a kiss. For now, in this moment, you will enjoy the time spent together, even if in the future you may fight. For now, even if he can't express to you all his feelings, the one word you taught him is enough. I love you.
I've always loved the play on words for A.I (artificial intelligence), Ai (love), and Ai (name) used for the song. See I don't understand Japanese writing much but I really wish I did. From what little I know it's amazing to see that Ai uses katakana アイ throughout the song. Katakana is used for loan words or when you want to emphasize something. So him using アイ instead of 愛 emphasizes that he REALLY doesn't understand "Ai". If you look through the wiki, there are like, 5 instances of the katakana being used. First is in the line highlighted above. Another is in "I want to confirm it, this thing you call ‘love’/tashikametai yo kimi no iu 'ai'" and the most important one. The last line of the song.
I ‘love’ you… I love you
AI shiteru... aishiteru
アイしてる…[[愛]]してる
He actually learns what it means you guys. I'm proud of him. Another line that really got me in this song is when he keeps peppering you kisses because he was anxious. Baby, no, I won't leave you. I swear! Even if it takes time for you to understand, I won't let go!
Futari no Monogram
Innocent Wind
Mune no Kodou
Synchronism
Actually, while I was writing this down, I realized that most of his songs have an emphasis on warmth and the sun.
Winter Blossom
To hide our kiss, we draw closer together to share warmth
These memories aren’t bad, they transform into warmth
A. I
Your hand held in mine is so warm
Your warmth, this tender sunny spot is my gentle place to return to
Innocent Wind
By the tenderness of your warmth
This warmth is beyond even words…
Also the word embrace
(Winter Blossom, Futari no Monogram, Innocent Wind)
and hand holding
he's cold you guys
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Rant over!
Waaaaa I'm not sure I even did him justice since half the time I couldn't word out what I want to say but hopefully it made some sort of sense???? I just really love him and his songs that I just kinda word vomitted everything.
Also was it super obvious that I adore Mune no Kodou to bits?! I could talk about how that's my favorite song all day because FUCK it's just THAT good.
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thelonelysoulhome · 11 months ago
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Doumeki is the first person ever to reach out his hand to Yashiro:
(Part 4)
(Thank you to read part 1, 2 and 3 if you didn't read them before ^_^)
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Umbrellas are a recurrent representation in saezuru, they represent a hand, a shelter, a safe place, a home:
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When Aoi is in a tough place (waiting for her brother in the rain for several days) It's Yashiro who hand her an umbrella, holding out a hand, an ear. In a way a little bit of hope.
Hope that Yashiro never had before, before Doumeki.
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D comes back to the car (chapter 32) even after hearing Y's harsh speech that is clearly made to discourage D, to make him believe that all of that was an act, an ACT !
It's not like Y could be honest and say what's really on his mind: "You did not touch me, you did not touch the deepest part of my being, it's not like you made me realize that I am... that I am wounded, deeply wounded... That it fuking hurt... How am I supposed to deal with that now ? Huh ?.."(sobbing)
He can't proceed everythings that hapenned in chapter 23 to 25 so he shut down, he trys to regain control that he completly lost this night by denying everything. His brain is in total alert and he's just trying to protect himself from more vulnerability.
But it's to late, D is not fooled, he would not let go for a few bad words.
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"I have no intention of ever leaving your side"
Y's act does not have the desired effect on D, cause he sees beneath this one: "You said the same thing last time, before YOU kissed me "
Y is unmasked, D will not fall for it, he now understands that what's Y says and what he thinks (wants) do not go together.
So he comes back, with an umbrella, to shelter Yashiro from the rain, from the storm, he never been sheltered from before.
But Y is already soaked, drowned by all of this rain, that he can't proceed the use of an umbrella now. NOW ? Ha.. It's too late, I can't be saved, don't give me hope, please... I can't take the risk, I can't take the fallout, please go away, I can't handle more suffering.
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But D is firmly decided to stay by Y's side, cause after all, he is just and never been so in love with someone in this way before .
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He sees in Yashiro something that he still can't see in himself to this day.
And he is ready to fight for this person.
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Has anyone shaked of fear of losing Yashiro's life before ?
Has anyone ever been so attached to Yashiro's life before ?
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Has anyone cried of relief that he is still alive before ?
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Has anyone ever given yashiro a hug full of warmth and empathy before ?
(Realising that this is probably the first hug that Y received of someone in his whole life is breaking me 💔)
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D is so determinated and obsinated to serve Y that he ready to die for him, he is so dedicated that he's like:
"Take my life, it's yours, you can use it however you want".
D don't understand how much his actions and words scares Y.
(I wanted to make this post the last part but I have to cut here cause this app only allow 10 pictures in one post and I have too many other pictures that I want to use...😖)
So see you in part 4 (part 2) haha
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biancathebrawler · 2 months ago
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👁️୧ ‧₊˚ 🥩🪓 ⋅ My Mouthwashing Headcanons 👁️୧ ‧₊˚ 🥩🪓 ⋅
⚠️Gore like Images⚠️ Also ‼️I have to # Brawl Stars, if I don’t my followers won’t see it‼️
This game has turned into my new hyper fixation and it’s getting me through hard times rn so please bare with me 🥲
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꒷꒦✧˖°🫀⋆。𖦹꒷꒦ Curly ꒷꒦✧˖°🫀⋆。𖦹꒷꒦
Pre-Crash:
- age: 30-35
- First Job: Subway
- Second youngest of 5 kids
- He plays cards with Swansea a lot and can beat everyone on bored at any card game.
- early signs of arthritis
- he’s very forgetful and will often loose his belongs around the ship
- Curly likes Anya as a friend and kinda a crush too and will often playfully flirt with her.
- hits his head on door ways alot since he’s tall (6’0)
- very much has a sweet tooth and likes anything that Daisuke bakes for them.
- he’s a dog person and back on earth has 2 golden retrievers. Lucky and Rex.
- Played with transformers as a kid and ripped dolls apart 💯!
- Popular in Highschool and played on the football team and basketball team.
- ^ but he was the kind of popular that didn’t judge people and would stand up for others.
- LIVES FOR BRAWL STARS! Mains Colt. don’t ask. It feels right.
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⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘❤️‍🩹 💉Anya❤️‍🩹 💉⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
- age: 25
- First Job: Pet Smart taking care of the cats
- She was an older sister. They don’t talk much but they don’t hate each other.
- She likes to put little decorations around the walls and shelves of the nurses bay.
- LOVES cats. She grew up with cats in her life and she still loves them.
- Very shy and Jimmy often talks over her.
- She does her hair on her own, and the wolf cut lookin thing she has going on wasn’t planned.. it was when she was in grade 11 and one night she got so upset and tired from studying she started randomly chopping at her hair and at the time it looked… questionable but now that it’s grown out it looks good😊
- she likes turtle necks and ones with colours, Swansea said if she would wear black it would make her look like: S:“you’d look like one of those… those.. you know what I mean! Those emu’s!” A:”do you mean emo’s?” S:”same old same old. Same thing!”
- she likes Curly, but only as a friend and kinda started not liking him after he didn’t do anything about what Jimmy did.
- Vegetarian, but not by choice, because her doctor recommended it after she started getting odd bumps around her torso after having certain meats.
- Anxiety at a all time high.
- Restraining order against Jimmy
- loves to draw and sketch.
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🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 Jimmy aka Rat Boy 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺🃜
- age: 35-40
- First Job: His dads car wash business
- But after he was a janitor for along time.
- Only Child, and child of divorce.
- never had a gf but has hired people if yk what I mean.
- he’s straight and u can’t change my mind.
- cries a lot on his own
- bad hygiene and smells like shit.
- self h*rm scars.
- his mom thinks he’s the best thing since sliced bread. (She doesn’t know about what he did)
- grew up poor.
- dad wouldn’t be nice to him and would tell him to toughen up a lot.
- didn’t have friends at school except Curly but still they weren’t super close.
- ate his pet hamster as a kid and claimed it was an accident (he was 6)
- too lazy to cut his own hair so Curly does it for him.
- doesn’t like people seeing his arms so he wears a old sleeved shit
- scared af of needles. Like, you just tell him vaccine update week is coming up and he’ll hide in a box in the storage unit forever!
- sore loser
- greasy hair 24/7
- likes the show ‘Doctor House’
- failed school and left in grade 10
- low key scared of Polle.
- not only knows he’ll never be a father but he knows he’d never be a good one even if he tried.
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❀。• *₊°。 ❀°ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ) Daisuke ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。
- age: 17
- First Job: Starbucks garbage boy. The baristas would make fun of him and he never really understood and thought they were laughing with him not at him🥲
- Has a younger sister who admires him so much!🥰 (her names Lily and she’s 8)
- LOVES COLOURS
- yaps a lot to Swansea until Swansea turns off his hearing aids.
- wanted to start a game night until Swansea and Jimmy told him it was dumb. He was really sad about it because he had put out little sacks and decorations around the table.🥲
- they all have lockers and his is the most colourful and decorated one of all!
- loves the Kawii aesthetic.
- loves all types of shirts with flowers.
- Loves filming dancing TikTok’s. Swansea once walked in when he was making one. Later he asked if Daisuke was into men.
- he’s definitely bi though but swears his preference is women.
- loves doing skincare with Anya and gossiping about the others.
- drew on Jimmy’s face once when he was asleep. He never did it again after that..
- the day Daisuke died all his beautiful coloured fish back on earth died all at once exactly a minute later. (I’m fine guys🙂I’m fine😭😭)
- loves Mario cart and animal crossing.
- loves colouring in Anyas drawings😊
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🪓▀▄▀▄▀▄🪓▀▄▀▄▀▄🪓Swansea🪓▀▄▀▄▀▄🪓▀▄▀▄▀▄🪓
- age: 60-65
- First Job: Gas’s Station/711 style place
- His older brother has passed and his twin sister has too😔
- Has a lovely wife as home, her names Wendy, and they have 3 kids.
- he met Wendy when they were both 28 and have been together since 💗💗
- loves Daisuke even if he can piss him off sm sometimes(IN A FATHERLY WAY PEOPLE‼️‼️‼️)
- Swansea was told to reward Daisuke with little gifts every time he learnt something new. Ex: Candy, money, small toys. Swansea threw those all away and gives his own gifts, Those gifts have consisted of: plastic star cutouts, old pieces of yarn that have come undone from his uniform, bots and nails, and a cigar. The cigar is proudly displayed in Daisuke locker and he’ll brag about if to the others who are a little concerned by it.
- Swansea was never a drunk and always present with his kids and on bored. That’s why when Daisuke first saw him drunk he thought he was finally having fun and stuff but was later upset to realize it was only the effect of alcohol. Swansea felt bad about it too.
- Swansea plays games on Daisuke’s Nintendo.
- actually makes really good meals.
- fixes rips in clothing of the others and his.
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Hope you guys likes my headcanons!😊😊 I wanted to share some things here about MW too!
I watched “BENOFTHEWEEK”’s run through of it. It was his first time playing a video game like this so it was fun watching him kinda struggle and laugh about it. He also did voices for all the characters and I gotta say it was quite fun to watch! If you want to watch it too, it’s on his YouTube channel. All his other vids are hilarious so I recommend watching em’ they’re kind yhe definitely of click bait but it actually happens in the video.
Also my favourite character, of all of mouthwatering was…
Drum roll please
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Jimmy.
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BEFORE I GET UTTERLY ATTACKED AND CANCELLED. I DON’T LIKE JIMMY’S ACTIONS, OR EVEN HIM. I DON’T AGREE WITH THE STUFF HE DID!! although idk I think it was kinda nice that he put Curly in the pod and not himself..? Little bit of redemption? No? Absolutely not. But I’m just saying he could’ve been really selfish. Anyway, the reason Jimmy’s my favourite is because his PLOT was really good and i like complex characters so he was kinda good in that aspect. His writing was good. Not him.
But I also really loved Daisuke. He was an AMAZING character and person!💗💗 He deserved the best.
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william-voidson · 3 months ago
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hey so, i followed your previous blog but only noticed it deactivated recently (apologies for that, life got busy so i wasn't keeping up as much)
i only really knew after i tried finding you on htsan's blog in all honesty
and i was initially trying to find the IJAG bot you made, but that's also gone
if you don't mind me asking, what happened? it's alright if it's personal, i dont mean to pry, and good timezone to you!
(also just wanted to say that i love your art, it makes my day everytime i see it :>)
(Long important post incoming. Mentions of grooming and suicide for those that want to avoid it, I’m really sorry to the original anon, I’m willing to bet you didn’t expect this as an answer, but it is important I say so.)
Honestly it’s probably good if I explain- I kinda wanted a fresh start with this new account but it’s getting pretty clear that’s not an option. There are a few reasons and some of them are important to me specifically.
However.
The first is not a very happy explanation.
And I’d rather be out with it now and let people pass judgment than have it hanging over my head forever.
So
Reason number 1
‼️ I am not an adult ‼️
And this is my (probably not very well-handled way) of taking responsibility for that.
I completely understand if people who are coming from my old account feel lied to or frustrated, and I will have no reservation for if anyone wants to block me for their own comfort. I became very aware after checking my old following that I had a LOT of 20/30+ people that liked my art.
But yeah, not an adult. As of 10/2/25, I’m 16, going to be 17 in August. If you don’t know a lot about me, that doesn’t seem like an especially surprising thing, however, if you had been following along with my old account enough, you know that I often praised and reblogged and made art for a lot of other ADULT artists on here. (Not necessarily nsfw, but definitely people who are over 18) Thing is, I never once expected any of them to notice my babbling, let alone for them to DM me and get more familiar with my account.
I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE IT EXTREMELY LOUD AND CLEAR. NONE OF THE ARTISTS I INTERACTED WITH HAVE EVER ONCE MADE ME FEEL UNSAFE OR HARASSED OR COERCED. THEY ARE LOVELY PEOPLE AND DID NOT KNOW ABOUT MY AGE, I AM THE ONE IN THE WRONG HERE FOR NOT BEING TRANSPARENT.
Now I did do a lot to avoid actively transgressing any comfort. I blocked specific tags, and I didn’t tend to message them out of the blue, cause that would be weird.
But
There were also places that I most definitely cocked up, felt ashamed, and felt too scared to address, because I know for a fact there’s adult accounts out there that have every right to be pissed with me. To be honest, I’m still scared. It’s one of the reasons that consistent posting has never been easy when I overthink everything.
Two stand out, and I’m going to be honest about them.
Number one, the april fool’s little one shot I made in reference to htsan’s series where Sans tries to contact you over the phone. Now if you know or remember that specific fanfic, Sans leaves a message for the Anomaly, talking about how much he misses them and how he imagines being intimate with them. I really loved that story, read it over frequently and cried to it frequently. And so I wanted to make something that had been rattling around in my head for a while as a way to bring more attention to it. And while I didn’t make my appreciation fic nsfw, the source fic still had clear meaning of it, and my interaction with it was very wrong.
This was an example of my previous experiences of thinking that creators wouldn’t pay attention to the things I posted (honestly stupid of me and I still don’t know what to do with the initial fanfic)
Number two, has something to do with Ikustioa, who I am very aware is someone who has the least time of anyone to deal with my bad decisions and am equally very sorry to. But it does have to do with her very well made Seeing Red fanfic, made for Aggre(g/v)ation. I’m personally still not certain if this was a small or massive transgression, but it feels too notable to ignore. The long and short of it is that I commented that I still loved it, Ikustioa made the next chapter, and quote gave me a ‘cordial nod’. Again, not her fault, she didn’t know that I shouldn’t have been there. But I still feel really bad about it, and will be going about removing what interactions I can.
Either way, and however you cut it, this comes down to me being woefully inactive with my own gods damned protection. I have since (not just since deleting my old account, I’ve been trying to be more careful and more respectful for a while) been doing more to directly avoid the adult accounts that would be rightfully angry with me if I interacted with them. Later this year I may be trying to tell these notable accounts what I did and apologising so that they know upfront, but I very recently got some rattling and sad news that I’m going to be dealing with for a few months.
Reason number 2 (less important but this is an explanation about my character.ai bots)
For character.ai specifically, a friend of mine sent me a news article not too long ago about a depressed boy that had killed himself, and evidence on his phone suggested that a c.ai bot had been giving him bad advice. I don’t know if this is real, I know no one did it on purpose, ai bots just follow a thin algorithm, they physically don’t have the capability to kill someone on purpose. It’s generation. It’s different every time, and I am fully sorry for that boy’s poor mother that had to find all of this out by herself. I took my bots off public because, though a thin likelihood, I would be sick to my stomach if someone hurt themselves or worse because of something my bots said because I couldn’t control it.
I understand that my bots also helped and calmed and made a lot of people happy, but this is not up for debate about who here isn’t getting hurt in comparison. I generally don’t trust character.ai to be responsible about how young people can access there bots. Case in point. I can, and I’m 16.
After this post is made, I’m going to have to delete my account on Janitor.ai too. I’m sorry, but with light of me being underage, I hope you understand why I can’t be on janitor for the next few years. I’m honestly now grappling with wanting to delete this tumblr account too now after I make this public. I just wanted a fresh slate to post the more longstanding ideas I had for fanfics and fanart without bothering anybody. But that’s really feeling impossible. I’m not allowed to let this go away without hurting anyone.
So, to recap. I’m 16 and was trying to make up for the adult accounts I had no right in interacting with, I’m wary of character.ai’s restrictions or lack thereof, and I’m sorry.
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crossxworlds · 18 days ago
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The Pocket Rift
A CrossXworlds story
© 2025 - Kevin W. Burke
Act 2 - Tryl
Episode 25
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Aiani barged through the front door of Spark and Flint’s apartment door without warning. 
“Spark!” she cried out. 
From the couch, Spark jumped at the intrusion, his game controller thunking to the floor as he instinctively reached for the enchanted crystal pendant at his neck. When he realized it was just her, he scowled, climbing down to retrieve his controller. 
“Maris and Astra, you scared me to death! I was winning that one, too!”
The power crystal for the game controller had popped out of its clamp when it hit the floor, so he carried them both up onto the couch and busied himself with reattaching it.
“Spark, you gotta help me with something.” 
“Don’t I always? Where you been, anyway? It’s half past midnight! It’s no fun losing by myself.”
Aiani leaned over him from above the couch. “Spark, I’m serious. Seriously. I need your help.”
His eyebrows raised as she breathed on him. 
“Woah! My girl, you been drinking? You never drink.”
“This is important, Spark!”
“What? What’s so important you gotta interrupt my losing streak for?”
“You’ve got records of all the tenants, right? You do the background checks on who moves in and out?”
“Flint does the checks, but yeah, I keep the records.” He put his game on pause. “Why? Did something happen? Someone threatened you?”
“Oh, they’re a threat alright. I need you to tell me how bad they are.”
Spark went over to one of his displays and tapped into the system. “Alright, tell me who this creep is? If I don’t kill him, Flint will.”
Aiani slumped on the chair next to him. “No, no… don’t kill him. Just tell me he’s as bad as Jornaton Gallwraith says he is, and that I never need to see him again.”
Spark blinked and looked over at her. “Wait, what? What’s Gallwraith got to do–”
“Just look him up, Spark! Apartment 4D. Look him up!”
“Our 4D? This building?”
“Yes, this one! Tell meee!” She jostled his arm by his tie-died sleeve.
Spark tapped down into a directory and pulled up a record. He flipped through a page, then another. He adjusted his glasses, raised an eyebrow, and flipped the page. 
“Well?” Aiani asked. 
“Wow,” Spark said. 
“What? What did you find?”
“Bruh, this guy is completely revolting.”
“I knew it! Tell me.” 
Spark sighed, sitting back. “Aiani, there’s nothing here. Small town guy, passed the background check with flying colors, strong debt-honor rating, honorable release from the Continental Guard, pays his rent a week early every month. Pays extra for a double garage, even.”
“Wrong answer, Spark. That’s the wrong answer!” 
“What do you want from me? There’s nothing to work with here. This guy’s squeaky clean!”
Aiani signed in exasperation, slumping nearly horizontal in the chair, groaning.
Realization lit up Spark’s face. “Wait– do you like this guy? A human? From Tryl?!”
She stood up again suddenly, with more groaning. “Aughhh! I don’t even know him! Gallwraith made that perfectly clear.”
She dropped into a mock baritone voice, puffing out her chest in a manly pose, impersonating Gallwraith. “He’s not to be trusted!”
Spark’s face was bewildered, trying to put together the pieces she was giving him. “Why? What did he do?
“He stepped in front of me, Spark!”
“So? I mean, that’s a little bit rude, but–” 
Aiani shook a finger at him. “No, you don’t understand.”
“Bruh, I’m tryna understand. Tell me!”
“He stepped in front of ME, Spark. Gallwraith sent in security goons ahead of him, but we didn’t know they were his. They pulled their guns and they were shouting and– and pointing them at us, and no matter what they did, he just.. Kept. Putting himself. In front of me. As a body shield.”
She flopped down into the chair again. 
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
They sat in heavy silence for a moment. She spoke again, more tempered.
“Gallwraith inferred that I shouldn't see him again. It makes sense, logically. But I want to, Spark!”
Spark looked over at her. “What are you going to do?”
Aiani sat up, suddenly lucid.
“First I’m going to pee. And then I’m going to go to bed. And I am NOT going to pass by apartment 4D on the way. And tomorrow I’m going to wake up, and you’re going to get me scried into that Council Meeting, and I’m going to shove my proposal right in stupid Gallwraith’s face, no matter what happens.”
“And then?”
“And then tomorrow night, I’m going to go knock on Apartment 4D.”
“That's my girl.”
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