#I have a new respect for ppl who don’t have homes

[waywardangel-wilds]

Most unhinged HC about post-MJ everlark?

Hmmm I don’t know. I feel like my hcs are pretty tame. Let me write down my most silly ones:

No.1: they gossip together. They GAB. They love to talk shit at home.

No.2: Katniss has a jealous fit over something or someone and Peeta which Peeta reacts to with confusion and then laughs about it for years. “Hey Katniss, remember when—” “SHUT UP.”

No.3: Peeta’s on a mission to have sex everywhere he’s ever wanted to in his fantasies. All furniture. In the woods. In the bakery. They would do the school too but the chances of getting arrested and traumatizing someone are too high. Oh and in Peeta’s new-to-him truck too.

No. 4: Peeta cannot be normal about sports. As the volunteer coach he’s gotten complaints but no one is brave enough to tell him to stop being so annoying outright. Imagine Katniss watching in the background with sunglasses and a smirk during a sunny day.

No. 5: Peeta and Katniss enjoyed doing the whole “polishing my gun” routine (but without an actual gun lol) for their daughter’s first boyfriend.

No. 6: Katniss cannot be normal about Peeta on the days after they sleep together for the first time. She wants to do it all the time. When they go out in public it’s kind of obvious by her face alone what she’s thinking about. It makes construction crews laugh and elderly ladies raise their eyebrows. Haymitch laughed so hard he choked and slapped his knee. Called her a starving dog and Peeta the unfortunate piece of meat in her path. Peeta does not care, he’s getting lots of liquids in, he can do this.

No. 7: if Finnick had survived he’d be the most no-boundaries friend ever. He’d just show up unannounced all the time. Picture him in flip flops and a Hawaiian shirt ready to use Peeta and Katniss’s nonexistent grill. The friendship would be immaculate. He’d be the glue who’d form the victors friend group: Jo, Peeta, Katniss, Annie and Finnick. He’d force them all to get on his boat all the time. He’d introduce Peeta to rum just to watch his face get all pink. He’d see Katniss like this little-sister best friend type but he’d still make dirty jokes at her cause she’ll never be able to handle those. Him and Jo are the best duo. Bro should have lived.

No. 8: Katniss, at 38, can still miss the point when someone tells her a dirty joke which her friends LOVE. she’s frequently like “what are you talking about?” And everyone just laughs. Also, Katniss is so used to Peeta just getting her that when her friends complain about their husbands not listening, or not understanding her honest reaction is: “just break up???” And everyone is like “girl, it’s not that serious. You just have the perfect husband.”

No. 9: Katniss cried one time when her daughter said she didn’t want to play with her anymore because who wants to play with their mom when they could just go outside and play with their friends. Peeta found her sobbing over a tray of cookies and tried not to laugh because it really isn’t that serious. It’s totally okay for ten year olds to want to be outside, but Katniss was still like “she doesn’t like me 😭”

No. 10: Where Peeta was a hopeless romantic who only ever wanted to be with one girl Peeta’s son goes through girls like water. It’s what Peeta yells about in the car when it’s just him and the boy. “Why?! Be respectful! I didn’t raise you like this!” I’m a believer in that the toastbabies are nothing like their parents. They’re their own unique ppl with the ability of driving both their parents up the wall. I looove thinking about them being teenagers and rebelling. Their kids grew up in a mansion, they’re gonna have a fun rebellion haha.

[drunknillawafer]

right down the line: zuko x firebender!reader (part 12)

You grew up close to the Royal Family due to your father's position as a General, but you ran away from home after the agni kai against your best friend, Zuko. Now, you've joined the Gaang and plan on doing your part in ending the 100-year war.

Part 11 Part 13

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The awkwardness would come in waves. We'd get comfortable, but then silence creeps up and someone would have to ask something to get the conversation going again. The tension would go away, and we would get wrapped up in whatever we were talking about. Looking into each other’s eyes with gleam.

Eventually, I got used to the new version of him. His scar, the green attire, his hair. He’s clearly tougher these days, something about his time at sea. Still, in those waves where the awkwardness would dissipate, I could see the old Zuko.

It was almost like he was having an internal battle about whether he should be the old him or this new version of himself. It didn’t matter much to me. I’m still surprised we’re sitting here, talking instead of fighting.

I always imagined our reunion to be smoother than this. Nicer. Calmer. More tears, more hugs, more hand holding, and maybe some… kiss. The very last thing he communicated before he left was an I love you in the letter.

Should I mention it? Maybe it would naturally come up.

We’re still finding our way back to each other.

After your classic catch ups about nothing, it seemed like we ran out of things to talk about.

“So,” I say.

“So,” he replies. And we burst into laughter.

“Isn’t this a bit weird?”

“Yeah, it feels like I don’t know you.”

“Do you want to know anything?” I prompt, giving him the freedom of questions. It’s dangerous territory, he could ask about Aang.

“You carry your swords with you everywhere you go?”

“Yup.” I nod, smiling to myself.

“Why?”

It’s not surprising he’d ask. We always talked about using our swords as our main method of fighting, but we never got around to it. Born fire-benders, forced to be. Until the agni kai, of course.

“Felt like carrying a piece of home. And I was hiding, people out here don’t really like us.”

A thought flashes through his mind, causing a slight frown. “Yeah. They don’t.”

“Where are your swords?”

“Locked away. Uncle wants us to just serve tea.”

“How are you liking regular life?” I tease.

He groans, “I was so—how did you do it?”

“I was lucky to have found the Freedom Fighters when I did. They took me in and taught me a lot about living on your own.”

“Wait, you were in the Freedom Fighters?”

Confused, I reply, “Yeah.”

“I met them, on my way here. Jet, right?” My old leader’s name sounds bitter coming out of Zuko’s mouth, but that only means he truly got to know him.

“Yes… actually, I came in here because I heard what happened. Did he attack you?”

It was an odd picture to paint. Zuko and Jet are in the same vicinity, fighting.

“He wanted to prove I was a fire-bender, but I managed to convince them I wasn’t. The Dai Li came in and took him.” After a slight pause, he continues. “Is that why you’re in Ba Sing Se? You’re looking for him?”

And there it was, the all-time question: is the Avatar here with me?

As much as I would like to reverse time and trust him the way I did before, I can’t. I don’t know what he’d do with the information.

“Yeah.” I lie. “But I just hope he’s still here and I haven’t wasted my time.”

“You’ll find him, I know you will.”

The compliment eases any discomfort from the truth I’m keeping. He believes me. It’s not like I’m the one who kicked him the ribs.

For a moment, we’re staring at each other, respecting the other’s inner thoughts. I feel the most awake I have been in a while, and I can’t tell if it’s because I’m near him.

Sokka’s words come back to me. “It’s complicated because of him.”

Is this what he saw? My subconscious reaction to any mention of Zuko. I wondered if you’d be able to see our interaction on my face once I went home.

It suddenly hits me that the fire-bender boy would have no idea he’s caused so much commotion in my life without being in it. He’s there even when he’s not. Is that choosing between both?

Zuko interrupts my thoughts. “Y/N, a Freedom Fighter. Why am I not surprised?” He says in wonder.

“What do you mean?”

“You were always beating me at sword-fighting.”

“Not true!” A lie. “You won, sometimes…”

“You let me win.”

“Well, you don’t need me to let you win anymore, do you?” I meant it as a joke, but it’s a bite about what happened at the Northern Water Tribe. It sobers the conversation.

His face gets serious and melancholy. “You know, I am sorry.”

“You’ve said that.” I sigh. I know I have nothing nice to say about this. I can’t pretend it didn’t hurt me for days. I can’t pretend it didn’t make Sokka and I fight. and I can’t pretend the scar doesn’t exist on my side.

“I’d take it back if I could. You’re the most important thing to me.” He throws that out as if its nothing, as if its fact. As if it wouldn’t make me feel something in my chest.

I look at him from across the table. I can tell he means it. I turn my head and intake where he truly is. At a teashop with his uncle, a fugitive of the Fire Nation, like me. Is it possible he could actually change, abandon his plans to capture the Avatar? It sure seems like it.

But if I want to get anywhere with Zuko, I must take a leap. I have to trust him.

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And it was like that for a couple of weeks. I’d leave the house in the higher rings and spend my days at the tea shop, until they moved Iroh to the Jasmine Dragon. Then the journey from where Aang, Katara, Sokka, Toph, and I were staying to Zuko got shorter.

After three years, we had the chance to talk about everything. He told me about what he did when he was banished, and I updated him on the guerilla group he missed out on. Little by little, we talked about it all.

Still, he couldn’t know Aang was here. He thought I was here alone, solely on a Freedom Fighter mission.

Other than the thin white lies, I was living in one of my dreams. The sun was warmer, the food tasted better, I felt all the elements much clearer than I had been. There was no pressure to be anything but just us. Just two people who got ripped away from each other, finally being able to reconnect.

I didn’t know how to explain to everyone at home. How would they understand?

Their enemy was my best friend growing up. How could they ever let me do this and trust that I won’t betray them? It was too complicated. I’d have to work as I am now. Spending my days outside the house and coming home before the sun said farewell.

Today was different, though. Zuko and I had planned something non-teashop related. We were going to meet up at sunset.

As I gathered my things but left my swords behind for the night, Sokka snuck up on me.

I yelped at the sight of him, expecting everyone to be doing their own thing. “Ah! Sokka, you scared me.” Without meeting his eye, I head for the door but he’s beat me to it.

He blocks my path with his body, demanding an answer from me. “Where are you going?”

“What do you mean?” Since when do we monitor each other like this? I’d understand Katara, but Sokka? Especially after how we left it.

We hadn’t talked about our fallout at all and I wasn’t going to start right now.

“You’ve been completely absent. Are you really that committed to avoiding me?” I look up at his eye and a bubble forms in my throat. I can tell he’s hurt. His ideal situation would not be the one I’m putting him through.

Even when ending our blossoming… friendship, I can’t stop hurting him. No matter what I do.

Begrudgingly, I reply. “It’s not about you, Sokka.”

“Then?”

“I’m just… learning about Ba Sing Se. It’s not like Fire Nation can just walk in and out of here.” And it’s true. When’s the next time I’d get to be here without a giant fire emblem attached to me?

“That’s why you have to go out at night?”

“Look, Sokka, it’s over. So, you don’t have to worry about me, I can take care of myself. I did before you showed up, I can now. Thank you for your concern, but I don’t need it anymore.” I push him to the side and slam the door on my way out.

I lean against it for a moment, fighting tears.

He probably thinks I belong in the Fire Nation now. But no use crying over spilled moo-sow milk. I have somewhere to be before the sun goes down.

☆

The last time I saw him, I told him I’d meet him in front of the Jasmine Dragon. As I’m walking up the entrance, I see Zuko standing there, with his hair split down the middle.

Instead of hi, I say, “I like your hair.” The humiliation of his effort for this outing casts over his face.

“Uncle did it, it took him ten minutes.” Zuko ruffles it in his hands, and it lands where it always is. Then, he’s looking at me to lead the way.

“C’mon, I have something to show you.”

☆

At this point, Yue is the only light in the sky. She’s been shining brighter lately, and the breeze feels good on my cheeks as we move through the dark streets. The weather is always perfect in Ba Sing Se.

I’m dragging Zuko by his hand, desperately trying to pretend I don’t enjoy holding it. It’s just to guide him, nothing else, nothing more.

When we finally get to Firelight Fountain, everything’s dull. Usually, there’s glistening lamps circling the space and lanterns in the water, twinkling against the night. It’s enchanting. I found it before I found him here in the city. It’s one of the places that bring me peace.

The disappointment in my face is evident.

“What?” He asks, clearly assessing something’s missing.

“The lamps are supposed to be lit. It’s beautiful at night.”

The response makes him think for a moment. “Well, it’s nothing we can’t fix right?” He smiles at me.

I return it to him. “Right.”

We both walk up and stand back-to-back, ready in position to light the lamps.

One-by-one, we light them using our index and middle fingers to direct our flame. In just a couple of minutes, it looks just how I wanted it to.

I turn around and grab onto his arms, yelping in excitement. He’s holding back onto me as I say, “See!”

We let go of the other, suddenly aware of our proximity to each other, and take a moment to breathe in how the light reflects off the water.

“Isn’t it so pretty?” I look at him but he’s already looking at me.

“It is.”

I turn my head to stare at the fountain again, unprepared for the incoming emotions from this… date? It’s more romantic than we planned, I think.

We’re standing side-by-side, shoulder to shoulder, in silence. But it’s not a terrible, awkward one like that first day we saw each other. It’s one where we can completely understand what the other one is thinking, and no one needs to say a thing.

Just by the way we are breathing, we know. It’s like he can feel my heart racing.

Swiftly, he turns to me.

“What?” I ask.

“Did you ever get the letter?” Oh.

My breath hitches in my throat. "I did."

“What did you think?” He wants to know if I love him, too.

“We never really talked about it.”

“What is there to talk about, Y/N? You know.”

“Know what?” I can’t help but roll my eyes. I am getting tired of being told I know things from boys I like more than most.

Without speaking another word, he leans in.

And I lean in.

And suddenly I’m sharing my first kiss with Zuko.

He tastes like spearmint and smells like tea leaves, figures. For a few seconds, I let myself swim in it. I smile against his lips. I drown in the feeling that nothing else exists.

But you always need to come back up for air.

Lightly, I push him away and we’re looking at each other, processing. My heart is at the bottom of my stomach, what did I just do?

I don’t say anything, I don’t even say goodbye. I immediately turn around and run in the other direction. Back to home, back to Sokka. Back to where it’s safe and comfortable and I can’t believe I just did that.

I haven’t even offered the chance to talk about everything with Sokka and I kissed Zuko. I feel like a traitor.

I don’t look back as I run, and I don’t hear him coming after me. The picture of him standing there watching me run away is too much to bear. I just focus on getting home.

Once I’m at the door, I stare at it. I have to choose. There’s no more time.

Sokka’s feelings or Zuko’s?

I enter our temporary home in Ba Sing Se, and there he is, waiting for me.

When we lock eyes, he knows it’s coming.

“Can we talk?”  

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[cosmiclion]

Some ppl have shown interest in my lil self indulgent YOI AU (tl;dr if u haven't seen my previous posts: the only difference is that Viktor and Yurio are half siblings -on their mother's side, so that each keeps their respective last name- and the parents aren't around anymore by the time Yurio is 6 so he spends half his off time with Viktor and the other half with Nikolai), so I made more art of it bc it brings me joy 👉👈 And then I felt like writing a lil something to go with the piece bc why not, I very rarely write but when I do it's so much fun. Text under the cut.

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“I did great, right, Vitya?” the little blonde boy asked excitedly as the silver haired teenager crouched down before him to pull up the zipper of his parka. A brown standard poodle pranced happily around them.

The older boy smiled fondly. “You were amazing, Yurochka.” He squeezed his cheeks and chuckled at the noise of indignation that came in response. “I’m sorry, mama and papa couldn’t come to see you skate today either. But grandpa took a lot of photos and videos to show them.” He adjusted the hat on the kid’s head before standing up. “Now come on, let’s not keep him waiting.”

Little Yuri’s eyes lit up at the sight of Nikolai near the exit and he dashed towards the man, Makkachin trotting after him and Viktor following close behind. The kid talked their ears off during the short walk to the car and during the whole ride, through mouthfuls of the pirozhki his grandfather had brought, proudly boasting about every new thing he could do on the ice now. Seated next to him on the backseat to keep an eye on his greedy dog, Viktor just listened and nodded along, trying and failing not to let his mind drift off.

At only 17, figure skating genius Viktor Nikiforov was under an enormous amount of pressure that had nothing to do with any competition. Even for someone who spent as much time away as he did, it was hard to miss that things had been going not so great at home. He had left in pursuit of his dreams long before Yuri was born, only to come back sporadically and spend short periods with his family before going away again, but he had to be blind not to notice just how starved for attention his younger brother was and just how absent his mother and her new husband were.

For a long time now, Nikolai had been putting in the work of being there emotionally for Yuri since his parents barely had time for him and his brother said hi to him only through video calls more often than not, so the least the latter could do to make up for it was to spend as much time with him as possible during the off season. At least Yuri didn’t seem to resent him, if anything he seemed to admire him more and more, and the teenager had gotten used to having the kid following him around like a duckling when they were together. At only 17, figure skating genius Viktor Nikiforov felt like a surrogate parent.

Suddenly, a finger poked the whorl on Viktor’s hair. “You’re distracted!” Yuri protested.

Viktor hadn’t even noticed that Yuri had taken his seatbelt off and stood up on the seat. “Sorry, sorry. Now please sit back down, that’s dangerous.”

Yuri obeyed but narrowed his eyes as Viktor re-adjusted the seatbelt. “You get distracted a lot. And you often forget things. Are you getting old?”

Viktor gave him a half offended, half amused look. Nikolai snorted a laugh from the driver’s seat. “If Viktor is old where does that leave me? Ha! But do listen to your brother, having to keep my eyes on the road is enough responsibility.”

“Sorry~!” Yuri sang almost innocently. He dug into the paper bag he was holding and took out another bun before resuming his incessant chatter. He talked so fast that Viktor wondered whether he actually needed to breathe. “If you’re getting old does that mean you’ll retire soon? Can you coach me? Will I be just as good as you? Will I be better than you? Will I win a gold medal? Don’t answer, I bet I’ll win a gold medal soon! Just wait and see, I’ll win my own gold medal one day!”

Yuri’s enthusiasm was almost contagious. Viktor ruffled his hair, earning himself another noise of indignation. “Of course you will.”

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Some notes:

-I mentioned before that I couldn't find any official data on whether Nikolai is Yurio's maternal or paternal grandfather, but for this AU I'll assume the latter, so he and Viktor aren't related. -I almost deleted the whorl poking part, it's such a special thing between only Yuuri and Viktor that I felt like I was defiling something sacred lol. But then I thought that it'd be cute if Viktor's hair just had that effect on people. -At first I worried I had made Yurio too ooc but... he's 5 yrs old here, tbh most kids are the same at that age, just give him some time to develop his characteristic personality. Also I think it'd be both hilarious and tragic if he was a sweet adorable bby who loved his big bro before turning into an edgy teenager who hates everything ☠️

[dovspeaksbeast]

[WHO'S THAT BEAST? WHO'S THAT BEAST?]

hello I am a werewolf on the internet and on the internet you can call me Dov (pronounced like "dove" as in past tense of "dive") . the name Dov means bear which I think is really funny because I am a wolf.

i am an adult male in my early 20s. i consider myself to be both human and beast at the same time. hence werewolf. being a werewolf feels like home. i use the term semi-loosely. I might call myself a wolf or a dog. or other beastly things. my experiences do not line up exactly with the stereotypical werewolf depiction. it is a word i think accurately describes me and my relationship to “humanity”. the word “alterhuman” works too. i don’t like labelling myself for the most part.

i’m a musician and music is pretty much my whole life but also i love any kind of art ever. I love nature and the woods and bones and dark lakes and that big ol’ moon. and the ocean and seashells and salt and deep blue. i have always had a deep affinity my entire life for anything surreal and the bizarre things that come out in the night and the strange world of dreams. sometimes I just post silly words. I like anything that can be described as “liminal”, which is also a word that describes me.

i am gay and cisgender . trans/nb/gnc folks are forever welcome with open arms and safe on this blog . i love u . queerness is the coolest thing ever

any nonhumans , therians, alterhumans, otherkin etc. are of course cherished and welcome here as well <3

my dms are always open and if you are respectful i am a very friendly beast that loves to bark and wag my tail and make new friends!!! :))))

asks are lovely too, I’ve just turned off anon asks. if you have nice things to say i wanna know who you are and i would love to chat and hang out and be friends . I promise im very silly. if you have mean things to say , at least say it to my face, person to person, and don’t hide behind anonymity like a coward.

pls come say hi!!!!

DNIs:

minors please don't interact. minors interacting with this blog makes me uncomfortable. this is a mostly sfw blog but i may post nsfw occasionally. also just a warning i am a werewolf and may occasionally post gory/unsavory things . 

homophobes fuck straight off. transphobes/TERFs fuck straight off. any queerphobes fuck straight off . you are not worth my time and energy.

my culture is a core part of who i am and if you are an antisemite i will block you. i will also block you if you don’t believe palestinians deserve to live as free and dignified lives as anyone else. 

I do not want pro-contact paraphiles here. period. please. no ed or s/h blogs PLEASE. 

if ppl are rude and annoying to me i will not engage with you i will just block you. 

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(painting is "Glow" by Kim Dorland)

[pumpkinsy0]

Something that always sticks out to me in the book is that Ponyboy is religious and goes to church with Johnny (but then the gang RUINS that 😒😒) so perhaps some hcs for ponyboy going to church for the first time since that whole embarrassing moment anddd maybe curly is with him, hell maybe somehow curly the person to convince pony to go again? Idk I was thinking about this cause I'm in a church choir (just for their Christmas show, I've never even stepped foot in this church 😭😭) and it got me thinking. Also, i am putting pony in church choir and NO ONE can tell me otherwise (OOC? maybe. But let a girl dream)

dude i havent stepped into a church since i lost my 3ds in one, and ikkkk someone stole it but theyre going to hell for sure so its ok, im not religious but if i was thats the one thing im holding on for

•i hc that the shepards mom is super religious but she only actually goes to church for particular days, christmas eve, easter, yknow that kinda thing, and she drags her kids w her. now r the shepard kids religious???? some more a lil more than others depending on who ur asking, but curly specifically, least religious one, he just loves his mama and wants to hang w her, what a mamas boy that guy is

•pony was thinking of going back to church eventually, and curly knew pony used to go, so he just asked!! pony was hesitant bc he doesn’t have anything TO wear to church, but curly let him borrow some clothes from him and it took some more convincing bc if going to church w his gang was hell he could only imagine it w the shepard, but curly assured him they don’t do much

•of course johnny went a long way pony, johnny really had nothing better to do and he would go to church to get some food, johnny also didn’t have clothes and curlys clothes were NOT gonna fit him, so he just went w his normal outfit. curly said the people at the church don’t rlly mind WHAT u wear as long as ur there, so johnny didn’t feel as awkward about it for sure

•now the church wasn’t in a good condition like pony’s old church, it was in a basement (my old church was too lmaoooo) but pony’s not complaining, a church is a church in his eyes so it’s whatever, but one thing he made sure of when he was in there was that he was way from the shepards mom, tim, and angela for they scare him. semi thankfully tho, curly pulled pony and johnny to be in a different pew behind em, this is like the first time he’s actually been alright just being in a church and it’s bc he has friends!!!

•the pastor made pony and johnny stand up and introduce themselves bc they were new there, they were soooo uncomfortable curly knew that was gonna happen and didn’t warn em he wanted to see the color in their faces drain, pony said his name and they thought pony was trynna b funny, pony’s already wanting to run out the door

•when the service starts if u thought curly was gonna sit there and do nothing, ur wrong, ITS NOT BC PONYS THERE, curlys always acted up in church, pony being there just makes it worse, pony’s trying to pray and curlys whispering his name. doesn’t last for long tho bc tim turned around and smacked curly w a bible. pony would die to see that again btw

•pony’s not saying that the ppl at church can’t play their instruments well, it’s just WOW they’re passionate about it, pony respects the hustle cause the songs they sing r bangers, bonus points if curly gets to play an instrument and that’s y he wanted pony to come along

•that church service was long as shit, usually pony’s at church for 2 or 3 hours, but pony got there in the morning, and left at 5 god damn pm, his ass HURT, but aye,,, the food was worth it,,,pony and johnny got some leftovers plus some purse candy from aunties/grannies who went up to em after squeezing their faces

•at the end of it all, does pony go back to that church??? noooo not rlly, it’s not even a bad church, pony just can’t do a whole DAY of church, at some point he just wants to go home his social battery ain’t that good

[schro4444]

It's a pity in japan they don't do trick or treat bc I can imagine they'd do something insane like, making a a giant booby trapped net around the house's perimeter that looks like spider webs and dropping down from above dressed as giant spiders when a trick-o-treater gets stuck in it, or something. But you know what Kaitou Kid was an *international* criminal so hey, who can say he didn't do a heist in America around Halloween? No one, that's who. Also bringing Chikage and Kaito with him everywhere bc he loves them and bc if he misses any of Kaito's milestones (magic and thieving included) he will DIE and bc the police would be looking for a guy travelling alone, not for a family of 3 with an actual child who couldn't possibly be an accomplice (jokes on them Kaito makes the BEST accomplice even if he doesn't exactly know what he's accomplicing)

Dyou think they purposefully got a house next to the Nakamoris and then left Kaito in his care once things got dangerous? BC Nakamori Toichi can say with 1000% certainty is squeaky clean and subtle as a punch to the face and LOUD so ppl would notice if he got dissappeared, or alternatively kick up HELL and rally the police if anything at all happened to Kaito?

THEY TOTALLY WOULD. AND THEY WOULD HAVE THE BEST HALLOWEEN DECOR, OMG…. all of the ways they could make it look like ghosts are making things float/tossing them around… playing recordings of them saying things in spooky voices… improbable jumpscares… honestly if they really wanted to go full smoke and mirrors they could just Have ghosts. it would be awesome.

YOURE SO RIGHT. there are many benefits to being an international thief >:D they’d totally do themed family costumes. also the idea of toichi bringing chikage and kaito everywhere with him has me breaking down, actually. kaito breaks open his first safe right after a heist in austria and toichi is so busy celebrating this with his wife and child that he gets completely skipped over as a suspect

omg… nakamori being ENTIRELY distracted by the fact that 5yo kaito has a new magic trick to show him RIGHT NOW and it’s REALLY IMPORTANT (toichi has stolen the jewel) and it has to be NOW because nakamori is always busy (toichi is halfway to the roof) but now that he’s HERE nakamori can finally watch the trick and he can see how cool magic is (toichi is back in plainclothes and is walking in to pick kaito up)

and as for the neighbor thing, HONESTLY I WOULDNT BE SURPRISED. clearly chikage trusts nakamori to look after her son, which is a huge compliment especially from a former thief—I feel like trust issues come with the job. all of the kurobas have/had a lot of faith in his morality, which says a lot about his (sometimes dubious) character that we don’t explicitly see in the story. I wonder how he proved himself to them so thoroughly?? maybe it was smth like he saved kaito from someone gunning for Kid really early on, back when actual danger during heists was rare, and thus he accidentally earned the undying respect of two phantom thieves, lol. plus I bet kaito came home after the clock tower meeting rambling about his new best friend aoko, and toichi and chikage were like. Well We Were in the Market For a New House Anyway…

[eternalwritess]

Hii so I was hoping to get a JJK matchup 😋please and thank you !!

Gender: I’m a guy ! (He/him)

Sexuality: Gay ^•^

Personality: uhm my MBTI type is ISFJ. I joke around a lot with my friends and stuff. I talk a lot with people I’m comfortable with. I think I’m decently funny. I’m pretty smart. I suck at remembering what personal space is. I overthink a lot. Uhhh idk I’m bad at describing my personality 🙁

Likes: reading, music, rollerblading, acting, theater in general, playing guitar, stuffed animals (I have like 120 or smth), singing, i lovee space, my favorite animal is a raccoon, red and black, art, yeah idk I’m out of ideas 😔

Dislikes: people who don’t respect me or who I am (I’m trans and a lot of ppl don’t like that), spicy food, bugs, people being mean to someone I care about.

Fun facts about yourself: I was an athlete for 10 years and did like 6 sports, I’ve played 3 different instruments.

Love languages: physical touch and words of affirmation

Appearance: I’m 5’2 (like 157cm or smth) short curly brown hair, green eyes. I dress in masculine stuff, always pants and a shirt or jacket. I wear jewelry a lot, earrings bracelets necklaces rings all of it. I live in converses atp. I think that’s all ?

What you're looking for in a partner: someone who’s nice and wouldn’t mind me talking a lot or being really touchy and clingy. Obv someone who’s respectful and doesn’t make me feel bad about myself. And someone who doesn’t mind reassuring me when I’m feeling down.

Thank you sm if you do this ^•^ sorry if I didn’t give enough information :( again, I’m bad at describing myself

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✸ Now first off we got the classic jjk meetup!!! Since you're smart and Megumi was most likely on a mission Gojo had you introduce Yuuji around to the school properly, he would've had Nobara do it but she's a girl and he thought a guy doing it might help Yuuji feel "more at home"... also he just did NOT want to risk Nobara asking for his card-

✸ Afterwards you and Yuuji would totally spar, just for the both of you to see where he's at and oh- he's crazy strong... well no worries! I still think you'd best him (especially since at the time he is new to this) just because you clearly have a LOT more experience in this type of stuff than him and also you did say you were an athlete for quite a while so yeah :)

✸ Every now and then he'd have a silly little quip and whenever you'd respond back he'd start giggling, you really made him feel welcome at Jujutsu Tech which meant a lot seeing as well... his grandpa did just die a while ago so yeah... trauma and all that lol

✸ You once asked him if he wanted to go rollerblading and he said yes so the both of you did end up going rollerblading. It was his first time and he wasn't very good at it but you still helped him get the overall hang of it <3

✸ Once he figured out he liked you Nobara had already found out 100x over and then proceeded to lock the both of you in a room together the moment she found out that Yuuji did not want to confess... he ended up confessing in that room-

(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

✸ He loves your physical touch and he leans into it every single time, he also grabs your hand a lot and wraps his arm around your shoulder quite often. He also puts his arm around your waist too! He also picks you up... yeah he loves physical touch :)

✸ You being smart is definitely a good thing with him seeing as he isn't the brightest 100% of the time... yeah he's gonna need your help </3

✸ You like red and black? Well those are kinda his colors in a way... well that and pink... i hope you like pink lol. But i's mostly red and black with him :)

✸ Theater? Oh you totally take him to see plays with you all of the time and he loves it. Absolutely eats that up, and in return he'll take you to see movies with him and if there's a play based on a movie or a movie based on a play you'll both see it and have a little discussion about which one it better

✸ The two of you don't shut up and Megumi and Nobara hate it. Gojo thinks its hilarious though and every time he looks at you two he gets a little reminded of him and Suguru... (stsg!??!?!)

✸ He gets you stuffed animals from time to time... just keep them away from him because he's gotten punched by some of them a few too many times for comfort </3

[cyarskj1899]

You better Women’s March Deez nuts bxt*h 🤣🖕🏽😭 black folks ain’t doing nothing for you hews anymore even after four years

NAURRRRR. Black and Jewish women marched to the polls yesterday and showed tf out. 💅🏼 Everybody else fucked us over. Y’all got what you voted for. White and Latina women, you’re on your own. Leave us alone.

The amount of sistas telling her to kick all the rocks is HILARIOUS! You must’ve missed the memo. We’re done with this BS. You broke it(yet again) YOU fix it. My daughters and I are staying home and watching you all make complete fools of yourselves.

and When the recession hits, I'm going to buy so many foreclosed properties it will make your head spin

And Fuck Cinco de Mayo and Ocho Cinco! Fuck all the Cincos for that matter! It’s may the 5th as of today, MAY 5th! No thoughts and prayers for the soon to be deported just CONCEPTS OF THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS which is really none at all Latinos let be real so many of you are not good allies. Black people including Afro-Latinos have every right to be pissed off. 46% of you told us white adjacency and “the economy” mattered more than helping us keeping our rights. Can’t wait to sit back and watch the same 46% cry wolf when he start separating their families for being Latino or Hispanic. We tried to protect them, but they screamed “pick me pick me”. Your wannabe tan supremacy won’t save you🖕🏽Moving forward being called a “person of color” is a slur to me as a BlkPerson & I will respond accordingly!

Sisters, beware of those ones on the job going forward Do NOT trust them

I had half of mind to leave this twitter account but I decided not to because talking to all of you is how I'm going to get through the next 4 years. Assuming we're allowed to have a vote in 2028. That is if there’s a possibility

and no, I’m not marching in no protests or buying no shirts. This what yall wanted, timer set for 2028. 2026, midterms. Wonder if we can hold on to the House and get the Senate back in 2 years That is if there’s an election. Enjoy.

I’m not putting myself on the line for any causes for the next 4 years (or probably ever, no one listens to black ppl until it’s too late I’m sick of it). it is about to get real ugly for so many ppl, it’d be stupid to protest anything right now, no I’m not signing no petitions, no I’m not donating to no gofundme, no I’m not praying for you, no I’m not reposting shit about wtf y’all got going on fuck ya , If it ain’t a black woman or someone from the LGBTQIA+ community, I’m not batting an eye. Yall got it , It’s beyond clear. They don’t need or want our help. I’m not needed nor wanted. So I’m doing me and betting on (the non self hating) black! There will not be a second, third, or fourth, not even a FIF time. I'm done. Now as for the White people and Latin people who voted for Vice President Kamala Harris, thank you, I see you, I respect it... but y'all still have plenty of work to do when it comes to your community. Don’t give up on us. We need you as much as we ride on your races. We need you. we need you. Don’t give up the fight for change and democracy.

Texas , Louisiana , and Florida won’t get one prayer out of me next hurricane season either. Suffer you guys

My best day after advice: Go live your best life, stack your paper and don’t watch cable news during Trump 2.0. Starve the media and give his bad energy no attention.

[yakultii]

I kid you not I was just sitting in the uni library and before getting up to give up for the day and leave I wrote in my notes app kinda jokingly but kinda not:

“maybe western beliefs are just so wrong maybe no amount of doctor can fix me maybe I am simply cursed lol for I have sinned many times and seek no forgiveness - a new level of insanity or clarity” (Ik my notes are full of weird shit.. I was also studying medical dominance and how westerners have made it seemingly superior to other forms of health practices/understandings such as religious sin etc for context)

AND I WALK OUT OF THE LIBRARY, START WALKING HOME WITH MY SAD MUSIC ON REPEAT, ON THE VERGE OF TEARS FOR NO REASON(bc life rough but im fine), ON THE EDGE OF CAMPUS AND AM FULLY FINDING MYSELF WILLINGLY BEING PREACHED TO BY A CULT about the heavenly mother oh my god they’re getting smarter LIKE SM SMARTER cause I almost believed this was just a hella feminist Christian for a solid 10 minutes help im out of practice I haven’t been approached by a cult member in like 6 months cos I rarely leave the house ANYWAYS luckily for me I have an unhealthy special interest? in the researching of cults and every single step of their indoctrination particularly the correlation of various korean cults indoctrinating australian white women (when I say cults I don’t just mean religious organisation, cos while there is valid argument that all religion could TECHNICALLY be cult-like, I need u to know I respect religion for others and what it is and am aware there are some prominent factors which differentiate normal religious organisation from genuine proper cult) luckily this particular cult wasn’t going to take me to meet its rapist leader in korea like most the other in melb but it does isolate u from ppl u know and force u to “donate” all ur money lmao fail bc im already socially isolated and I have no money LOLOOL anyways usually they ask for ur number but they also have half given up when u tell them u used to be religious and ur not anymore bc ur critical but this time they just gave me their number cos I think they thought I was like fully convinced cos I was stupidly engaging in the discourse with half interest (but only bc I was trying to make sense if what they were telling me was accurate or not from a religious standpoint bc I was raised Catholic) but sneakily she was telling me all about the Hebrew bible and shit with examples of Hebrew text I couldn’t read LOLOL and what I rlly should have said is god is not my mother or father bitch my (ex) god ain’t male or female, my god if existent be a genderless non human spirit referred to as “he” bc we live in a patriarchal society where male pronouns are pretty standard in referring to just about anything in English language ANYWAYS I lowkey love engaging w cult members while some ppl say dangerous I usually detach my interest while talking as further research into their communicative ways but today I was caught so off guard bc at my particular uni there are usually just religious preachers sometimes who have no ill intent and see my gay stickers on my laptop and give up before they even start knowing they are gonna fail but these ppl defs didn’t go to my uni they were just waiting on the outskirts for sad uni students to approach LMAO mission accomplished also they told me im a good listener when I was like zoning out bc I said yes yes yes when they asked me if I was aware of particular religions events and terms lol that was not very convincing bc I was not demonstrating good listening at all ANYWAYS this was a pointless and probably an incomprehensible story that I cbf reading over hope u enjoyed stay safe don’t go getting indoctrinated into a cult

[masculinepeacock]

new pinned post!

bc apparently i do need notices on my blog lmao

name: hollis

pronouns: guess

age: 23

what i post: my own dnd characters, home dnd games, d20 (sometimes), insane gay shit, sappy emos

notices

i don’t have a dni bc i don’t trust ppl to like. respect it and also. ppl can do whatever they want forever. but that means so can i. get blocked.

if you reblog clearly personal posts you will get blocked

terfs automatically get blocked. suck my dick.

people who don’t interact with things in good faith/people who are determined to have bad faith in everything are more likely to get blocked. depends on how i’m feeling that day.

I understand if some people don’t read this. But then don’t get upset if you get blocked.

[hihigherdi]

When I let go of Elaine, I knew it was because I’d gone as far as I could go with her. I needed a different kind of spiritual tap that she for me, didn’t offer. Through a number of circumstances, I’ve decided to hire an intuitive coach- so many things point toward it being the right decision. I’m a little afraid but mostly focused on trusting my intuition and staying open.

Amanda (my vet’s technician) met me at the spot where I found the cats, along with the other foster. I brought the ppl living there a bunch of food and water. Both cats came out immediately and let us touch them, a good sign. They are older compared to their sister, definitely from a first litter. About 6 months. We got the girl - they named her Minnie (!!!)- who Amanda took with her. Ben (the husband of Teresa who live in the encampment and are the technical owners of the cat) was resistant in us taking the brother, they want to keep at least one, but did agree to let us get him neutered and the mom, spayed. My first reaction was “fuck that just take them” but I was struck with the respect Amanda had for them. Homeless people often take incredible care for their pets, so I realized how judgmental I was being. I still think I can get them to change their mind (with money) but I’m going to follow Amanda’s lead, she has a ton of experience with the homeless and their pets and said the boy looks really good. That he may not have a long life, but he’ll have a good life there if they say to bring him back. So I’ve made my peace with that. I’m working from home this week but will go early and trap him, then bring him up North to where the vet is.

Peach is the sweetest. My nickname for her is Muscles because she’s little, but strong. Keeping her might mean I put Bud in danger of activating her feline leukemia so I’m going to send her to Liz, the foster this week to keep socializing her and she’s bonded to me but is still young enough to bond to other humans and that increases her chances of adoption. I never thought to have three cats, and if I did, my third would be an orange cat. But I’ve asked for a specific sign and if it arrives, I’ll keep her. If not, she’s find another place I feel peaceful about all of it now.

In work news, the launch went well, it was the best training stores had received in years and I don’t really care about any of it. Which is just more validation that I’m moving on.

[trickstarbrave]

A big academic issue I see ppl have that they don’t know they have and causes them a lot of problems is: you have to see value in things you don’t agree with.

Like. The one example I saw recently was someone complaining their professors all must have an agenda bc they’re all taking about Marx and praising his work. Marxism is an excellent analytical framework to critique concepts and ideas. It’s used in many different fields of study bc it is very useful and broad. Most college professors are not themselves communists or marxists. They don’t want you to take his word as gospel. They are not asking you to BELIEVE in Marx. What they are doing is teaching you how to understand different perspectives and see things in a new light.

Your personal beliefs usually matter very little in academia. No one should attack you based on them, but outside of ethics and a fundamental respect for others as human beings, no one gives a shit what you go home at the end of the day believing so long as you have an open mind and explore ideas in full.

In things like debate you don’t normally get to pick the position on a topic. It is usually picked for you and then you’re both given equal time to prepare your arguments. Because debate is not about your personal beliefs or who is right or wrong but testing the strength of a position and learning how to argue your points effectively as well as counter people on the other side.

“Well why should I do that, why should I care about things I don’t believe in 💀” because your perspective is inherently limited. You cannot come close to understanding a topic if you cannot explore all aspects of it. Many things in the human body of knowledge are built upon assumptions, especially with theses that are a lot more difficult to concretely prove (think like literary analysis, anthropology, sociology, linguistics, many subjects actually besides like. I think mathematics and physics potentially). This is because humans are flawed people with flawed perspectives and flawed belief systems. Humans act illogically and irrationally.

When you understand a wide variety of perspectives, you understand a subject more, and can also better understand your own thoughts and beliefs about it. Considering other ideas and seeing the strengths in positions you don’t agree with does not harm you in any way. In fact the better you understand a position you don’t agree with the better you can argue against it.

[possibilistfanfiction]

I am very, very attached to ava "gender? *shrug emoji*" silva because it's so rare I see that approach and, self indulgently, it's me. I've got trans friends and nb friends and the whole pronoun thing makes sense to them in a way I'm almost jealous of? Does that make any sense? They know themselves enough to know they were a square peg on a round hole...no double entendre intended...and I'm sat here going "well using my birth pronouns doesn't hurt me so I'll roll with that", and it feels weird somehow? Because it's not bad and it's not uncomfortable but I know it would only be the newness factor and the extra steps correcting people that mean I wouldn't be just as comfortable going by a different one?

And then I feel all twisted because I work in a decent job with an actual commitment to supporting LGBTQ+ people, but I'm still puzzling out the pronouns and I don't want to put them into my email signature then change, or have them hang about after I potentially have a revelation. But I don't want people to think I'm opposed to them either.

I don't know, don't feel obligated to weigh in, I just figure I could ping this at you without judgement at least. It's hard to state it out loud sometimes.

lemme tell you. pronouns (especially in english) as a stand in for gender is a) v recent; b) so neoliberal & western, & rly wayyyy more of an issue in the global north. ppl prioritizing pronouns as Respectful™️ toward trans folks is all fine & good (it’s easy), but the neoliberal rhetoric around trans existence as like… rooted in western language, western terms, western experiences… fucking infuriating. i hate pronouns. i hate the expectation of them. i hate a “dead” name — i was never not who i am, i will always be who i am; i have a name i was given & a name i chose & they’re not desperate selves. the pathologization of transness is disgusting & not at all decolonized; the expectation that u have to feel at deep odds w your body, at deep odds w ur pronouns, ur name, etc, is a western reaction to a western problem. all over the world, for literally all of history, gender expansive folks have existed without the expectation of Being Trans, without definitions & boxes. i despise the expectation that i have to feel hatred or profound anxiety about myself or my body to access care, or to have a name i chose — i think care should be about what makes you feel best, & that’s it. the state control thru the medical industrial complex of gender & care & belonging is insane. so i always just ask, what’s the best choice? what makes me feel comfortable & at ease? what do i Want? those are the only questions that matter to me at this point. if those answers are rly rooted in pronouns & a name etc, then that’s obvs fine! but i think so often we get caught up in HAVING to have those things to be able to answer those questions. & to me the answers to those questions are found in the texture & fit of fabrics, & my home, & really good food, & my community. not once have i found them in a they/them pronoun

so anyway yes i hear you. i don’t think u should feel jealous of ur friends bc ur experience is so real & expansive & that’s also wonderful.

& for ava yah it’s honestly pissed me off for a while that ppl have just thrown this inaccurate & weird & western agenda on her gender. like when i say she doesn’t care, she’s happy w her body, she loves curiosity & hates boxes & labels — it’s tru. it’s not more than that, it’s not “non-binary”. there’s no binary to begin with!! there never has been!

[thatweirdtranny]

what does it mean to be an American to you? what does your perfect america look like?

i don’t really have a concept of a perfect america or what it is to be an american beyond “person who lives in the usa” but i’ll give it a shot.

what it is to be an ideal american:

open to new ideas and different perspectives, we are a huge and diverse nation that’s honestly incredibly polarized at the moment politically and my favorite flavor of fellow citizen is one who can disagree while still respecting the other side

understanding of different cultural backgrounds because most of us come from immigrant backgrounds at some point (obviously excluding ppl who are first nations), we are a melting pot culture

progressive, always looking to the future while remembering/honoring the past, we have a relatively short history as a country compared to many but we’re a people who are always looking for new possibilities while remembering both the good and bad parts of our past (good would be our dedication to innovation, bad would be…. well that’s a long list, this country has fucked up a lot)

caring about human rights, equality/equity, most of us are descended from people who came to america to escape something going on in our ancestors’ home countries so i believe it’s our job to create a society where we don’t have to worry about oppression no matter where it comes from

cares about the land and its history — what did your area look like before european settlers colonized it? who lived there and what was their language/culture/general mode of existing? was the land taken care of or maintained a certain way by the local tribes/nations before it was colonized?

what is my idea of a perfect america:

native communities have the resources they need to live happy healthy lives in their homelands, with their languages maintained and the land maintained the way it has been historically and with science in mind (controlled burns, cultivated forests and natural habitat intermixed with holistically farmed land, wildlife corridors, etc)

education is entirely secular and well funded so that people don’t need to resort to private schools to educate their kids well

less funding for the military generally speaking, redirect those funds towards socialized healthcare and higher education

less funding for police, redirect that funding towards community services

in fact completely overhaul the police system, require psychological evals to root out the bullies and corrupt people, give them a minimum of 2-4 years of schooling specifically for law enforcement, require unconscious bias training, and make it so that every lawsuit for police misconduct comes out of the police’s pension funds

NO MORE ELECTORAL COLLEGE, implement ranked choice voting, do anything to end the two party system

progressive tax, better labor laws, let’s make america the land of people who don’t have to exist from paycheck to paycheck like most of us do now

restoration of native habitats and species. when there’s 20 million bison roaming the plains and wolves in most of the lower 48 again and the wetlands are wetlanding and the forests are foresting and the deserts not expanding and the amphibians and insects and fish are all at healthy population levels i will be happy

let’s talk “american freedom” for a second. i HATE the wet dream conservatives have about a very militaristic ideal of freedom. to me when i envision what i wish “american freedom” meant i yearn for a future where everyone has opportunity, can participate in democracy (our democracy isn’t perfect, we have to strengthen it), can do/be anything they want, etc

to achieve these ideals i think i most like the term “social democracy” with a mixed economy — i like the ideal of other more complete types of socialism but believe that a mixed economy is a more reasonable goal. healthcare and education would be socialized, housing and other things would be at least partially socialized, and social services would have more resources.

look i really just want everyone to be healthy, happy, without giving assholes the opportunities they currently have to hurt others, to oppress minorities/the poor/homeless, etc

ok i’m running out of spoons so i’m done for now

[ssahotchnerr]

  (😡Gets riled up at ppl at ur job being mean to you and had to bring some sort of fluff i hope it helps just a little bit)  

I feel like Aaron would be so upset seeing you come home all distraught every day from work. At first he chalks it up from it just being the new person jitters and you also try to do the same because your new and maybe it’s just a new environment thing . But after a few months pass nothing changes. As in everyday you come home, you’re still as tired as the first day and honestly, it’s been getting even worse. You can barely even finish you dinner before your just slinking away to the bedroom to get ready for bed because you’re just exhausted. And it doesn’t help that it’s not just the physical exhaustion but the mental one to. Why did ppl have to be such assholes at your job you had been doing your best with what you were given which wasn’t much and a lot at the same time 😡😡

You’re super surprised though when he is sitting on his side of the bed waiting because usually, he stays up to do some more work but the serious look on his face tell you that a talk is about to occur and you don’t know if you’re even up for it as you slip in bed.

“Are you okay sweetheart?”

“I’m fine just tired.” You try to answer without your voice wobbling too much (it fails). But also it’s Aaron you’re talking to and he wouldn’t be asking you this if he didn’t already know the answer so he huffs and wraps an arm around your shoulder bringing you close before telling you (instead of asking you this time)

“Sweetheart something is wrong and has been wrong for a while, so talk to me sweet girl. let me help”

And then you just burst into tears because everything is wrong and youre tired of holding it in😭. You start telling him how horrid the people at work are and how you’re trying to do your best but it seems like you always make a mistake which leads to them getting angry at you. Or how they leave you to do most of the work even if it’s outside of your duties and then tell you they could get it done faster. The list is long and each grievance you put out has his eyebrows furrowing deeper and deeper and his frown doing the same😠😠(<-- that’s him).

“Quit.”

That catches you off guard as you try to wipe your tears away and look up at him with confusion (:0?).

“W-what?”

“Quit. I don’t want you working where people treat you this way. You deserve to have coworkers who respect you or at the very least mind their business and don’t make things worse.”

“Aaron I can’t quit we have bills to pay!”

He almost wants to laugh because you and him know that he can take care of both of you with no problems if you decided you didn’t want to work. But he doesn’t and just hugs you tighter and you happily bury yourself into his chest and accept the comfort that comes from being in his hold.

“We do, but I rather you quit and let me take care of things rather than seeing you like this everyday knowing you’re unhappy. It bothers me.”

It almost makes you want to cry again because of how sweet he is and as much as you want to take up his offer you dont want to feel like ur free loading off of him (even though it's very clear he just wants to take care of you and wouldnt even think about it like that bc he loves you and wants the best for you🥺😩) But still…

“Can I think about it Aar I just wanna try and tough it out I guess…show them I’m not running away or something..” 

Aaron of course huffs at this because you’re not running away it’s more like the people are pushing you away and he wants to say something but he also wants to respect your decision so he’s just like,

“Fine but if you come home crying again, your boss isn’t going to like it when I show up.” 

You laugh but he’s not joking and you can’t help but kiss in between his eyebrows hoping to smooth out the wrinkles that appear there with how furrowed his brows are. You’re going to try and stick it out but you keep Aarons's words in your head as you two snuggle together feeling a little better being able to talk to him about your woes.

You do end up eventually quitting after an incident that has you throwing your badge down at your boss's desk and storming out the office. Also wouldn’t you know it a month after you leave the company they end up being hit  with violations and fines for some unethical practices and scheming management had been doing and eventually they had to close down✌.(Wonder who dug up some dirt on those folks 🙃🤔😏).

(I hope this made you feel a bit better but i also hope either these ppl stop being asses or you somehow find yourself being scooped up by a greg/aaron along with a new job that treats you better 😭😭😭😭 you’re such a good person and shouldn’t have to deal with this)

this made me feel insanely better are you kidding 🥺🥺🥺 i don't even know what to say??? <33333

:( <3 he would be so so so supportive, so loving and understanding. he knows exactly what you need, exactly what you need to hear, and will stop at nothing until your tears turn into a smile. the most comforting man ever ever ever ever. ugh he would hold you so tightly and securely in his arms that all your worries would be instantly forgotten, and the world doesn't seem as dark. i want to cry in his arms so bad :(

and the part about digging up dirt made me giggle hehe i wonder who did that 🤭 hehe aaron hotchner vs anything that makes you upset he will come out on top <333

thank you so much, and thank you for taking the time to write all that out 🥺 i can absolutely guarantee you i will be returning to this constantly, especially while i'm at that horrid place >:(

[thelonesomequeen]

I'm not submitting this off anon for a reason... mostly cause the crazies need to be kept in check.

I started my tumblr in march 2020 cause... well covid.... opened my in box after Lilly james pap walk. Can confirm I had ppl submitting me stuff like, CE and other celebs homes addresses and even home plans (didn't know before nor posted), got a few inside scoops.... personal stuff like, "i hooked up with him", pinch of salt but i did get not personal stuff stuff that was legit. Like i was told 3 weeks prior to his mobile technology ad was coming out almost to the day. And I received an anon message alerting me to his Godiva voice over ads too.

My point may be, I never got actual personal life stuff (altho i wonder if some wasnt true), but I did get work related verified (cause was confirmed after the fact) "tea". What I did receive of personal stuff cannot be verified, but given current status I'm not dismissing what I got and feel like the people that submitted just wanted to vent... I think about them sometimes, and hope they doing well....

I dont know why I'm sending this when ive mostly been checked out, except for reading some of the crazy thrown around and feel like it needs to be known that maybe shit doesn't get as spilt now but it does to some respect. And newbies need to understand this.

In my experience, the only legit tea that gets spilt is mostly work stuff that can be verified by fact it actually gets publicized by LEGITIMATE PUBLICATIONS

Thank you for sharing! And I genuinely hope no one sends you hate because you did. A lot of the newer fans who weren’t around in the past don’t realize that things occasionally leak about Chris and always have. For years. They want to act like this a new concept that is exclusive to Alba era, but it really isn’t. This has happened with his other relationships in the past and it’s also happened with things about JUST him as well. This isn’t the first time someone dropped a heads up about an article coming out and I doubt it’ll be the last 🦎