#I swear if she doesn't found it I'll go nuts

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And finally, I ended reading Sense and Sensibility. I don't think I'm able to write a review of it because I'm not able and I think my thoughts on the book would be better with a re-read but I swear I liked it.

I can confirm that it saved me from my reader's block and now I have the courage to pick up a new novel and read it.

Austen's style is probably one of the most fascinating ones I read recently and I should also be thankful to the translator for not making her style insufferable or incomprehensible. It's something that can happen easily if we talk about translation of books from two centuries ago.

I love how the characters and the plot was structured and, even though what moves the plot are two love stories (three if we count what Colonel Brandon goes through for the entire book), the main focus it's something else. It's about two sisters that despite having two different visions of the world they're able to support and love each other. It's about a family and their connections. It's about how money can also manipulate and destroy relationships, not only with your lovers but also with your relatives.

It's not something that I always search on a book but Austen managed to make everything very enjoyable and I'll surely read more of her works in the future.

Which can happen soon if my mum tells me where's her Pride & Prejudice's old edition 😑

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10 STEPS TO WIN OVER A GIRL | Megumi Fushiguro

Summary: Itadori discovers Megumi's passion for Y/n, and decides to help his friend by creating a list of 10 steps to win over a girl."

Paring: Megumi Fushiguro X Fem!Reader | WC: 1.161

A/N: I found these gifs on Pinterest guys, In the next chapters we will see our beloved Inumaki too, please tell me what you think of this, and if you want to be on the taglist for this series!

彡 masterlist

PROLOGUE | NEXT

Number one: Make her feel special

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"Is this a good idea Itadori?" Megumi says feeling your cheeks hot.

"Obviously, you don't want someone else to get to it before you do, right?" Itadori says with his mouth full.

Fushiguro doesn't know if he's sickened by this, or by what he said, someone else? No, it couldn't happen.

"Alright, what's number one on your list?"

"Number one: make her feel special." Itadori says proudly and Fushigurou raises his eyebrows.

"What do you mean? I already do that!"

"No, you treat her the same way you treat all your other friends."

"If I don't treat her any different, how did you know I liked her?" Megumi says seriously, and Yuji's smile fell.

"Well, I..." Itadori scratches the back of his head, looking down.

"Say it!"

"Okay, I read your diary!" When Itadori says this, Megumi widens her eyes in disbelief.

Yes, he had a diary, but that was for those anxious moments when he couldn't talk to anyone.

"I'm going to kill you!" He says trying to pull Itadori who defends himself with a pillow.

"I'm sorry, I swear it wasn't because of taste, I thought it was just any book, but you have a great way with words, you know? Have you ever thought about writing a fanfic, a book or something?" Yuji says, smiling proudly and Megumi sighs, giving up on hitting him.

Yes, it looked like any other book just to try to avoid attracting the attention of onlookers.

Megumi sits on the bed, looking at the floor embarrassed.

"If it's any consolation, I didn't read it all." Itadori says, putting his hand on Megumi's shoulder, who slaps her.

"Fuck you!"

"Ah, come on Fushigurou, if I hadn't read it, I wouldn't be able to help you with this."

"You don't even know if it's going to work." Megumi says softly, closing her eyes.

"That's why you have to try, look, I'll be close all the time."

And he really was, that morning Itadori and Megumi were hands closer than ever, but Megumi decided to start her plan right after breakfast, during the training with Gojo sensei.

"Okay, this is your chance, tell her something." Itadori says pushing Megumi a little towards Y/n who is drinking water from a bottle.

Okay, let's go.

"Hey Y/n."

"Hey."

He says getting closer and feeling his heart speed up just seeing the girl of his dreams look at him and smile.

"I hope you don't do too bad in training today."

Okay, that was terrible, and he's sure of it when he sees Y/n's smile diminish. Itadori, who is a little far away, hits his hand on his forehead in frustration.

My God, this will be harder than it looks.

"Second attempt Fushigurou, try to get something else for her at lunch."

It was lunch time and Itadori and Megumi were in charge of getting lunch for everyone.

"Like what?"

"Look girls like Chocolate, bring her something sweet!"

And that's what he did, in addition to buying lunch, Megumi bought a very pretty little sweet that he saw made of walnuts.

"Do you think she'll like it?" Megumi says, analyzing the sweet in her hand.

"If she doesn't like it, you can give it to me." Itadori says jokingly.

Well, maybe Itadori shouldn't have said that, but I'll let you analyze the situation.

"Hey Y/n I brought it for you." Megumi says, handing the cupcake over to Y/n who takes it and smiles.

"Thanks, but I happen to be allergic to nuts-" Before she can finish this, Megumi snatches the cupcake out of her hand and shoves it into Itadori's hands, who He looks at him in disbelief.

"It's okay, Itadori wanted it anyway." He says and at that moment, Itadori just wanted to punch Fushigurou in the face.

Sukuna also wanted that when he saw this situation.

"Fushigurou, shall we go there quickly?" Itadori says, pulling hard on Megumi's arm.

"What happened?"

"What happened? You're treating her like she's your worst enemy, what's your problem?"

"I'm following your advice!"

"No no, you're distorting everything, even Sukuna is disgusted by it."

"Young people of this generation, if it were in my time, we would already be having children-" Itadori slaps Sukuna's mouth, which is on his cheek.

Oh shit, can the situation get any worse?

The answer is YES, it can get worse.

Like that same day while the first years had just exorcised some curses and Y/n said:

"Wow I'm so thirsty."

Itadori's eyes widen when he sees Fushigurou THROWING the water bottle at Y/n.

"Thank you?" She says looking at him who shrugs.

Damn...

Or maybe while they were getting back in the car and Fushigurou just...

"Kugisaki, you can sit in the front." Itadori says with the intention of making Fushigurou and Y/n sit together in the back.

"No, I sit in the front." Fushigurou says seriously, leaving Yuji completely incredulous.

"No, you sit in the back." Yuji says through his teeth trying to pull Fushigurou.

"I don't want to sit in the back!"

Everyone stays silent watching HOW MUCH FUSHIGUROU DOESN'T WANT TO SIT BEHIND.

DAMN!

"Alright Fushigurou, maybe you'll have a chance during dinner-"

"Come on Y/n, girls' night!" Nobara says, grabbing Y/n's wrist and pulling her to her room.

"No, you don't have any more chances today, but it's okay there are still nine numbers on my list, there's no way you can fail them all, right?" Itadori says, laughing nervously.

"Ah, what's my problem?" Fushigurou says with his hands on his face.

"I think you get a little nervous around her, but don't worry, anything we can ask Gojo sensei for help!" Itadori says excitedly and Megumi looks at him terrified.

"Anything but that, do you think she hates me Itadori?"

"Do you think he hates me, Kugisaki?" Y/n asks sitting on the bed.

"What? Who?" Nobara says, paying attention to her friend.

"Fushiguro."

"Well, he's a bit strange, but I don't think he hates you, who could hate you?" Nobara says getting irritated at the idea of someone hating Y/n.

"I don't know, I just... It seems like he doesn't like being around me." Y/n says laying down on the bed and looking at the ceiling.

"Well if he hates you, then I'll have to hate him too!"

[kingdaddydaichi]

Need a quick break from writing for Daichi. Let me get this out of my system then I'll go write another 10k words for my King Daddy...

k. bokuto x reader (fem)

nsfw. mdni. size kink.

I just KNOW Bokuto has a size kink! I’ve always hc’d that he likes short girls. And I don’t mean just girls who are shorter than him bc that’s…well pretty much all of them. I’m talking about girls who are like 5’4” or less. The closer to 5’0” the better in his book.

Bo thinks it’s the cutest thing when you tug on shirt and pout up at him when you want to give him a kiss.

His heart swoons when he leans down to kiss you and you stand on your tippy toes bc it shows him that you’re doing your best to meet him halfway.

The first time y’all are at a concert together and Bo can see over everyone’s heads, and he notices you standing on your tip-toes, craning your neck this way and that trying to see over people’s shoulders. Then he squats down so you can sit on his shoulders with the back of his neck between your legs. And when he slowly stands up to give you a better view, your eyes light up and you're like Princess Jasmine when she sings 🎶 IT’S A WHOLE NEW WORRRRLD 🎶 “so THIS is what the world looks like from almost 9 feet up!”

In typical himbo fashion, Bo has been known to scan the area wherever y’all are, looking for you and when he calls your name, you flatly say, “down here, Bo.” And he looks down while the biggest grin graces his sweet face bc he’s just so happy he found you. “Hey, baby! I thought I lost you there for a second!”

When he’s hitting it from behind, it turns Bo on to no end to be able to hunch all the way over you and give you little love bites on the back of your neck. He can kiss you without straining with his arms right next to yours, your fingers interlaced together. It makes his cock throb inside you when you moan in his mouth, his big hands pressing yours into the mattress while he slaps his strong, wet hips against your ass.

Missionary is a little awkward with Bo because your face is level with his chest, but it does provide the perfect opportunity to tease his nipples with your tongue. Mans has the most sensitive nips so when you lick and gently nip at them, Bo's pretty golden eyes roll back while his whole body shudders with pleasure. But he does try his best to kiss you while he's making love to you. You're making him feel so amazing all over, he doesn't even notice the discomfort in his back from forcing his spine to arch into an unnatural position sksskkksss. Then again, his back is pretty damn flexible. Have you seen the way it curves when he goes for a spike? 👁👄👁

Leaves you breathless when he's about to cum bc he throws his weight against you, fucking into you harder. He just doesn't know his own strength? But you don't mind bc the grunts and groans that leave this man's lips when he's about to bust a fat nut inside you give you life, and you swear you don't need to breathe anyway.

Is there anything sexier than making a brick shithouse of a man whimper your name when your orgasm hits and your tight pussy clamps down on his monstrous cock? No. No, there isn't.

Let me tell you, getting railed against the wall by Bo is a religious experience. The way he's effortlessly got your relatively tiny body pinned against the wall with your legs dangling over his forearms? His cock hitting spots that it just won't reach in any other position? His long fingers squishing into the fat of your ass as he guides you up and down all 9 inches of his slippery dick. And you're babbling between whimpers of his name while he presses his forehead to yours and grunts, "I'm so in love with you, baby owl. Always gonna take good care of you and treat you right," the force of his thrusts audible in his needy voice as he desperately tries to fuck all his love into you. He'll have both of you seeing the promised land. 🙏

There. I feel better now. This list is by no means exhaustive, but at least I got some of it off my chest. Thanks for listening.

tagging my fellow bokuhoes: @yuujispinkhair @luvkun4 @briokayama @chaoskrakenuwu @crystal-lilac

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Fic: Alive - Part 27

Fic: Alive - Part 27

Summary: Aidan traced the thin chain around his neck, rubbing the infinity pendant between his fingers. No longer a symbol of their everlasting love, it was something he touched in anger when he thought of Sage. It was the only thing of hers that still remained with him after eight years, the last possession which still connected them together. When he 4did find Sage again, and he would no matter how long it took, he planned to destroy the pendant - and her.

Taking place across two timelines, Alive tells the story of Aidan and Sage, high school sweethearts driven apart by who they are and where they come from. Once enemies then lovers, their relationship runs full circle when they meet again in the present, now prepared to destroy each other.

My Masterlist (contains links to previous parts)

Sage placed a soft kiss on Ziyah's cheek, peering down at her daughter's sleeping form. Usually the munchkin put up a bit more fuss about going to bed but as Aidan had offered to read her favourite book, Ziyah had readily agreed. Of course the reading session lasted only a few minutes as she fell asleep almost immediately.A short time later Sage entered the den and found Aidan on the floor, gathering all the toys Ziyah had left scattered on the carpet. "Don't worry about those. I'll get Ziyah to clean up the mess tomorrow."

"It's fine, I can do it."

"I'd rather you didn't. One of her chores is to organise those toys."

He sat back against the couch, his long legs stretched out in front of him. "Chores, huh? Putting her to work already?"

"Damn right. This ain't a free ride, she has to earn her keep." Sage offered him a smile, taking a seat on the couch opposite to him, but realised almost immediately maybe that wasn't the best idea. Despite the ample distance between them, it felt like he was entirely too close, especially with his gaze centered upon her. She averted her eyes from him, reached down to pick up a toy from the floor.

"You have this mom thing down pat, don't you? You just seem great at it."

"Thanks." Although the admiration in his tone was flattering, she reminded herself not to let it get to her head. Aidan was raised by horrible people masquerading as parents, and simply being affectionate to a child probably constituted as great parenting to him. He'd never known unconditional love, unlike her. Unfortunately she had never really appreciated how great of a mom Layal had been until it was too late.

"I swear it's in your DNA to be perfect at everything."

"Yeah well, it's not. I'm not aspiring to be perfect, that's impossible, I just want to be the best that I can possibly be. And if you think it's easy, you're wrong. Some days Ziyah drives me nuts and I'm so close to losing it, and then I feel guilty for feeling that way."

"How do you get through that?"

Her restless fingers smoothed the fur of the stuffed elephant she was holding. "I remind myself that Ziyah is a child, she needs me to hold it together and take care of her no matter what. Thomas always made me feel like I was a huge burden on him and when I think about Ziyah feeling that way... I stop feeling sorry for myself. I don't ever want Ziyah to think she's unloved, unwanted. She's the most important person in my life, and she makes me want to be better."

"She's lucky to have you."

Her eyes locked with his. "No, I'm the lucky one. Without her, I'd be... well, I don't know what I'd be. All I know is that she saved me."

"From what?"

"Despair," she said with trepidation, hoping he won't broach the subject further. Frankly, the last thing she wanted was to discuss the past with Aidan.

"There's a lot of you in her," he remarked.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe, but she's also extremely friendly, a frickin' social butterfly actually. She doesn't get that from me."

He smirked. "No kidding." She threw the elephant at him, he caught it before it could strike him. "Maybe there's a little bit of me in her too." His lips formed into a pout as he snuggled the elephant, resting his chin on the fur.

"Probably. She does act like a jackass at times."

"Don't hate." He chuckled. "We can't help it if people love us."

"Sometimes I get paranoid that she's a little too friendly. All someone has to do is strike up a conversation and she's ready to call them her best friend. Not exactly very safe these days, you know?"

His forehead furrowed with concern. "Fuck. I never thought about it like that."

"Don't get me wrong. She knows better than to talk to strangers, but you-"

"She needs a bodyguard."

"What?" Taking in the earnest expression on his face, she realised he was completely serious. "No, she doesn't. She's fine. I'm just being paranoid."

"No, seriously. I'll contact some security firms and find a bodyguard for her. She'll be protected 24/7 and we never have to worry."

"I'll always worry, that's just how it is, and hiring a bodyguard isn't going to change that. Anyway, Ziyah's a good kid, she's smart and she knows to be wary of strangers. As long as I'm there to protect her, she'll be fine."

"But you can't be watching over her every minute of every day," he pointed out.

She shot him an irritated glance. "Are you trying to freak me out here?"

"Hey, I'm freaking out too!"

"Get used to it. Being a parent means you never stop worrying."

"That's fucked up."

She gave him a sympathetic smile, knowing exactly how overwhelming it felt to be responsible for another human life. She'd experienced the very same emotion the first time she'd held Ziyah in her arms.

"You could have let me walk out of here when I was ready to give up, but you didn't. Why?" His gaze narrowed, almost assaulting her with their intensity.

Stomach coiling with anxiety, she remained silent. Fact was, she'd been asking herself the same question for the past few hours and had yet to come up with an answer. Considering she wanted him gone for good ever since he barged back into her life, it would have been so easy to encourage his insecurities and let him walk out. He'd given her the perfect ammunition but she'd been unable to use it - and a part of her was already regretting it, especially when he moved closer. Kneeling in front of her now, his face merely inches apart, he studied her keenly, allowing her no chance to escape.

"I would have left you and Ziyah alone for good if there was any chance of me hurting her. You could have let me believe I was like him, but you didn't. Why?" he asked again, his breath humming against her skin.

"It's getting late. You should go." She tried to get up but he blocked her path, trapping her in place.

"Not until you tell me why."

"I don't have to explain myself to you."

"You're always accusing me of running away when things are hard but you do the same."

"Whatever."

"Or you pick a fight. Anything to avoid talking about your feelings, right?"

"Want to know how I'm feeling right now? Annoyed and bored with your Dr. Phil impression." 

A smug smile formed across his lips, she'd just played into his hands. 

"I want you t o leave," Sage ordered.

He didn't move, watching her keenly. Gradually the smile on his face dissolved, leaving in its place a forceful expression which she couldn't ignore. His gaze held her hypnotised, wreaking havoc with her thoughts.

"What you said before, about me never loving you, you don't believe that. Right?"

Her breath hitched in her throat.

"I know David overheard me telling Cat you meant nothing to me but it wasn't true. That day I was just trying to get Cat off my back. If she realised how I really felt, she would have fucked up your life even more. I couldn't risk that."

The mere mention of Cat's name snapped her out of her daze. Sage steeled herself, determined not to betray any emotions. "So you said that to protect me. How sweet of you."

"I've loved you for as long as I can remember."

"Yeah, sure."

"But you're not that girl anymore. You've changed."

"Ah, I see. And let me guess, you don't like who I am now. I was so much more lovable when I was your doormat, right?"

"I know it's probably easier to believe that so you can hate me for it."

He wasn't rising to her taunts, and his calmness was nerve-wracking.

"You're not ready to be honest with me and that's fine," he continued. "You were kind to me when I was freaking out, you could have totally fucked me up, but you didn't. The part of you I fell in love with, that sweetness, it's still there but you're also so much more. If I let myself, I'd fucking fall for you all over again. But I can't do that, Sage, not when Ziyah is involved. This isn't about us, it's about her, and getting involved with you is only going to complicate things between us."

"What makes you think I even want you?"

A shadow of a smile fleeted across his face. Suddenly, his lips pressed against hers in a sweet, tender embrace that made her insides melt. The ache within her sharpened, no longer suppressed. As soon as she tried to cling to him, he slipped away from her touch, leaving her stunned and speechless, watching after him as he headed out of the room.

Heart pounding heavily in her chest, she fell back on the sofa.

To be continued...

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demondads asked: ♪♪♪♪♪ ((go nuts fam!!!)) ; For every ♪ in my inbox I'll post a song I listen to for character inspiration.

I wanna taste love and pain Wanna feel pride and shame I don't wanna take my time Don't wanna waste one line I wanna live better days Never look back and say It could have been me It could have been me, yeah!

I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG! first hearing it with watching it for movie night, i became so attached to it for Braelynn because she wants to feel what life is like! she wants to feel every emotion and what it's like to succeed and fail. and i also want to link the scene of the movie here because it serves as importance for her story in her AU of S2 TWAU. she's a performer and sharing her feelings of what life was like is so important to her and showing that she won't ever be held down just being herself.

Exorcists can't save me now I swear to you that I'm fine Please let me die to be found He speaks for me, nerves that I grind Speaking louder in my own voice Blocked by the voice of a demon inside I act coy and I play nice Only to die on the inside

this song is... really heavy. so, regarding Harriet & Elizabeth, this song paints a serious situation in which where they were in an abusive relationship with a man in their years of college. however, this also applies to her relationship to her family; specifically her step-father. she is constantly controlled, held down, and unable to speak. they both are victims of abuse in the most horrific of ways, and Elizabeth was how they broke out.

i also find this song very important because the overlaying of both parts fit how they both speak during the song - they have voices and their own thoughts that overlay with one another. this is what i consider their Jekyll & Hyde song, and it's their attempted cries of needing an escape.

Why don't you get it? Can't you get it? Understand They're gonna execute the mother to elevate the man They're gonna propagate the killer, eliminate the youth They're gonna blind date everyone until you love them too They're gonna blind date everyone until you love them too They're gonna blind date everyone until you love them too They're gonna blind date everyone until you love them

Fran's story is also full of trauma and the sense of isolation from her own community & town. a lot of her story is based on how much the South Park kids treated her during the first AND second game - constantly speaking for her, the anger, the fighting, unable to speak for herself, family trauma; having no identity. her story is full of anger and it's what makes her so dangerous and monstrous. she doesn't know this yet, but it will end up becoming truth later on in her life. this song perfectly describes how angry she is towards her own friends and how they don't know anything but she does.

Watch out, don't look She's your nightmare of a dream Go home, run fast If you don't, she'll eat your heart out of your chest Got your insides on her dress Blood's her favorite shade of red Say your prayers and go to bed

i love this song and for two reasons; it tells a story and it describes Yuri in Act 2-3. she becomes so obsessed and almost demonic in a way with how she shares her love and obsession towards the Player and how attached she gets. in truth, she is much like this with those she loves, and becomes attached in a very close way. however, the mutilating ways in how she shares that love are to a minimum and almost never shown unless the other doesn't reciprocate those feelings.

she would kill for her lovers, and will kill, but in a very fucked up and defacing way where she loses her own identity and only finds solace in her partners.

[silverskye13]

This is going to be random so you can ignore me if you want lol but do you have any book recommendations? I want to know where the rawness of your writing comes from,,,, it's just idk you write their voices perfectly and describe feelings better than I can feel them, I'm honestly intrigued who are your references tbh lmao

Oh noooo an excuse to talk about my favorite books! I will try really really hard to stay on topic and not gush too much. I've also got a few just, general tips for getting better at description I'll throw under the cut as well, since description and voice are things I'm actively practicing and I've found some things that helped me.

Kings of the Wyld by Nicholas Eames

[CW: Violence, gore, cursing, sexual themes, stereotypical high fantasy racism]

High fantasy novel about a band of heroes called Saga who used to be really cool - about 30 years ago. Now they're old and a bit washed up, and Clay Cooper is honestly pretty happy to be that way, until his old band leader Golden Gabe shows up on his doorstep saying his daughter is in danger and begging for help.

Nicholas Eames is honestly my biggest inspiration. He's stellar at description, and using tropes and stereotypes to his advantage. His books also have an incredible sense of humor. One thing he's really good at is phrases like "The wheat was golden as the Spring Maiden's hair," which is description informative of the world [The wheat field is gold and ready to harvest which gives us the time of year, there is a goddess named the Spring Maiden who is a major deity in this area, she is known for her blonde hair. These are three things we now know about the world that inform us about the setting that he never has to state outright].

Bloody Rose by Nicholas Eames

[CW: Violence, gore, sex and general debauchery you'd associate with a rock band going on tour, cursing, stereotypical fantasy racism]

Bloody Rose is Golden Gabe's daughter, the best fighter to have ever lived -- and she has a death wish. Fortunately, or unfortunately, she also needs a bard to chronicle her band's exploits. Thus our main character gets to enter the plot.

I'm gonna be honest, as far as characters go, I didn't like this one as much as Kings of the Wyld, but it's still got his stellar description, works on some of the themes in the first book I thought needed elaboration, and is also very, very gay [MC is a lesbian and flustered surrounded by so many hot women, send help]. This book is very much a character study on how flawed a person can be and still be considered a hero. Also addresses the issue of "Is enslaving sentient monsters to fight in coliseums morally wrong?" that KotW posed but never really answered.

The Twisted Ones by T. Kingfisher

[CW: horror, some swearing, descriptions of skeletal remains]

Hi I'm a horror nut at heart. The Twisted Ones is a... Hmm... I wouldn't call it cosmic horror per say, but it's definitely got some existential fae-style horror going on. Our protagonist has to go clean out her grandmother's house when she passes away, and learns there's something... Wrong... With the property. There are creatures in the woods, and an insidious thing they're guarding. Thankfully she has a dog to keep her company. [And I'll tell you now, the dog doesn't die, so put that particular fear at ease]. T. Kingfisher also writes fantasy but I've only read her horror. I need to read more of her stuff.

I don't have any descriptions from this book written down [I read it before I made my descriptions doc] but one from The Hollow Places I really liked was "We were standing on the skin of a soap bubble," to talk about how the two characters would snap and go insane if they talked about or thought about their situation any more. Kingfisher is really, really good at writing tension.

The Blacktongue Thief by Christopher Buelman

[CW: Violence and gore, a lot of innuendos, a lot of calling out certain body parts as swears and insults. This is definitely a more mature read. Also implied sexual assault and cannibalism. This is pretty grimdark for fantasy.]

Not actually one of my favorite books but it had some really good stuff going for it so it makes the list. The Blacktongue Thief is about a thief who tries to rob the wrong woman, and ends up joining her on a mission to save a lost princess. They get caught up in a pretty big conspiracy in the process.

If you want a really good example of description as character voice, this is it. Kinch Na Shannuck is our POV character and his voice is in every description of every person and place. Unfortunately, he also speaks in euphemisms often, and his brain is constantly in the toilet, so for me that voice got grating. Still, you always knew who was telling you about what was going on [and at turns he would actually speak to the audience, which was neat]. Had such prize phrases as "She leaned casually against the counter, like she wasn't aware she was a threat made flesh."

Also there was some really cool worldbuilding in this one? A world where goblin wars have wiped out most of the men and made heroes of most women? How every man Kinch's age is a draft dodger specifically for those reasons? A disease that wiped out all the horses, and how that's actually a pretty major plot point? Also tattoo magic?? Really, really cool tattoo magic.

The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson

I just love this book tbh. It also has good description, really good at talking about haunting loneliness, really relatable main character. But also it's just a comfort read for me. I love it. It's beautiful. I have a running vendetta against authors who've tried to rewrite it "but better" only to churn out filth instead. There’s a longer rant here about how horror treats queer people and women that I’ll keep to myself for now but I could write a 10pg thesis on it. Suffice it to say I’ve yet to find a book that does haunted house horror better than Shirley Jackson, as far as addressing complex topics through haunted houses goes. This is also one of the few books I’d say had a really good TV show adaptation? The Haunting of Hill House TV series on Netflix was really, really good at addressing the sense of terminal loneliness Shirley Jackson was discussing in her original book while also almost completely changing the source material. It’s a good adaptation, just don’t go into it thinking it’s the book. It’s really it’s own story with borrowed names.

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There’s many many  more but I’ll end the list here. These are at least the most recent books I’ve read that I’ve really picked apart and studied for what I like about description in them. Honorable mentions are The Lord of the Rings, The Child of the Dark Prophesy / The Great Tree of Avalon Trilogy, anything Darcey Coates has ever written, The Ranger’s Apprentice Series, Frank Peretti’s YA books.... I read a lot. I’ve gone through stints of reading so much in the past I didn’t realize a book I’d picked up was one I’d read before until I was a few chapters in and recognized the familiarity.

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Personal tips on writing description

Start a description document. Seriously this has helped me a ton. It’s a writing tip I’ve heard repeated several places and only recently started doing, but it’s helped immensely. It forces you to catalogue what you like about description and gives you a continued reference for what good description is, so you’re not necessarily trying to describe something from whole-cloth every time. If you own books and don’t mind marking them up, you can even take a highlighter to your personal favs when they throw some good phrases in there.

If anyone is interested in seeing my personal description doc, DM me [or message me on Discord, if we know each other there] and I’ll get a google drive link set up for you. It’s a good resource I swear by now.

Another thing I think is useful is just, when you start to feel big emotions, or you’re standing somewhere you want to describe in a book later, take a few minutes to describe them for yourself. It can be simple things, like driving into the sun and thinking about how that light feels on your face, or feeling happy and giving yourself words you could compare it to. [Coincidentally, if you’re like me and you sometimes have issues with panic attacks and dissociation, this works as a grounding exercise. Describe how your skin feels against fabric, how your breath and heartbeat feel in your chest, the light through the window, the sound of the wind]. But you’d be amazed the things you come up with spur of the moment, when you’re in the middle of feeling something. Wax poetic for the fun of it. Pretend you’re monologing for an audience in a theater somewhere. I have a lot of fun looking at the old factories around here and picking them apart in my head for descriptions.

As for the Hermits specifically, nailing down voices for them, it’s really handy that they have all these videos of them talking. Take some time, listen to one or two of their videos, and chart their speech patterns. You don’t have to take physical notes, but just recognizing little things is helpful.

Tango is an easy example. The man makes intelligable noises and says things like “murder-ificater” and “flee with extra flee!” Peppering in just one or two of his speech-isms sets his voice in your head.

Cub repeats things for emphasis, and speaks in false formality a lot. “Exactly! Exactly.” “Ladies and gentlemen, how are we doing today?”

Gem speaks like she’s trying to live in cottagecore at all times, which makes her feel a little insidious when she’s getting up to mischief. A smiling voice that describes things as “Pretty!” and “Cute!” and intentionally hesitates over unpleasant things “Well that’s... uh... unfortunate.” feels tonally dissonant when she also does things like sniping her friends with a bow from a distance.

To me Joe and Hypno are incredibly hard to write for because of this, because Hypno has a very neutral voice [his most recognizable vocal tick is saying “Mm-hmm!” to conclude sentences] and Joe has a very unpredictable voice, intentionally. He likes subverting expectations, both in sentence ending [random rhymes, turning things suddenly into poetry or song, replacing words with close approximations that mean something different] and in his reactions to things. He’s hard to pin down.

Anyway I’ve been working on this too long. I hope this helps!

[linksthoughtbrambles]

At the End of a Century

In this installment of Les Misérables de la Nature, Link is still running around the great plateau because he hasn't completed all the tasks set for him by the old man. The people of Hyrule know something's up...

Sing to the tune of "At the End of the Day" from Les Misérables. Warning for some foul language.

THE PEOPLE OF HYRULE: At the end of a century Hyrule's gone colder With bokoblins and moblins a walk from your door With the ruins from a war And there's never a safe road to travel We're all stuck standing about blaming the four Champions, princess, and hero.

At the end of a century much is forgotten But we're moping and griping and like to complain And the castle's gone all black And we hear these little trees laughing And the eyes lit up on the shrines, they freak us out ...Not our problem, let's leave it.

At the end of a century we're feeling lazy No one feels like combatting bokoblins in skulls Let the moblins have the beach Let lizalfos infest all the rivers There's a hinox on that hill There's a lynel on top of that mountain And they're probably gonna stay "Cause who cares anyway?

ZELDA: Father truly you must give Link your paraglider He's been running in circles with you for a week!

RHOAM: But he still can't cook a meal! And he still hasn't earned this warm doublet-

ZELDA: And we're lucky he's even alive! He should be dead After poking that lynel!

RHOAM: My incandescent daughter is fuming today She thinks I'm wasting time teaching Link to fell trees But he blows up those bombs in his face all the time And he just uses stasis to ride rocks and fly.

ZELDA: At the end of a century I'm getting older And I'm tired of living in Ganon's cocoon I'd like Link to hurry up He can learn how to cook at a stable Father, please give him the coat Or he'll freeze on Mount Hylia's spiral- Look, he's climbing it with bare hands!!!

RHOAM: I do things my own way!

And what have we here, Link? You've climbed up my mountain. Why don't you come and admire the view?

LINK: B-b-b-b-b-breathtaking view, aren't you cold?

RHOAM: Use your scope!

LINK: SCREW THE SCOPE, I HAVE FROSTBITE!

RHOAM: Oh-HO!

[Link makes a grab for the doublet - Rhoam holds it up out of reach.]

LINK: Give that doublet to me Even though it's so itchy

RHOAM: How did you know-

LINK: I read your diary. ... Is there anyone else Here who's freezing? There's not? Well then give me the coat I swear I'll learn to fry.

[They fight over the coat. Zelda fumes.]

ZELDA: FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE JUST GIVE IT UP HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOUR SPICY MEAT AND SEAFOOD FRY, IT'S HOPELESS!

LINK: ...Voice-lady has a real good point.

ZELDA: I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU I AM THE GODDESS IN THIS TOWN YOU'D BETTER FUCKING SORT THIS OUT OR I'LL GO GOLDEN ON YOUR ASS!

RHOAM: Shit! He can have the coat-

LINK: Yes, ma'am!

At the end of a century I'm gonna nail it! I've got bombs and a rune to Launch rocks off the ground! Hey, I wonder what's in here?

RHOAM: That's my gr- a grave have respect, LInk!

LINK: Eh, he's dead, he's not gonna care, He's not around.

RHOAM: WELL HIS GHOST WOULDN'T LIKE IT!

LINK: Yes, it's true it's a grave And I'm not a graverobber ...Though I don't really know, maybe I Robbed graves blind! ...Link, graves can't go blind, they're Not alive Take this amber, it's fine Look, old man, how it shines!!!

THE SHEIKAH: At the end of a century something is coming Look at all of the lights on the shrines in the dark Oh it's said that the hero sleeps And the beast in the castle is waking But we'll still all hide away Growing plums and carrots and pumpkins For the stealth chest guard he'll pay ...We need rupees, okay?

ZELDA: I might have known they'd all be dumb I might have known they'd all fuck up I might have guessed LInk would be clueless... It's like I'm herding endless cats!!!!! Who charges Link full price for gear? For chest guards? Tights? Who makes him fry To earn the right to not drop dead Of hypothermia? They're nuts AND OH SHIT LINK FOUND THE TALUS-

LINK: Look, a boulder! It's huge! Huh. It's shaking. That's odd.

ZELDA: LINK GET OFF OF THE DEADLY COLLECTION OF ROCKS!

LINK: But it' fun! Can't I stay?

ZELDA: NO, LINK, RUN AWAY!

LINK: Eh. I'll stay anyway!

[ZELDA FUMES. LINK GETS THE SHIT KICKED OUT OF HIM.]

[sweettodo]

eren jaeger x reader.

includes : smut, college au, bad plot, enemies to lovers-ish, hate sex, mention of anal play, swearing.

wc : 3k.

thank you for 700 followers ! and since it was just mr. jaeger’s bday, why not a little fic ?

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"This is your fault, you shouldn't have let the door shut, the door gets jammed."

"How was I supposed to know?" he replies coolly, you shove past him, frantically grabbing the doorknob and turning it, back and forth. It was no use, the old wooden door was jammed tight into the frame, not even he could get it to budge.

"Are you hard of hearing?"

"Out of all people, I get stuck in a dingy bedroom with you."

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It wasn't the best. It was border-line decrepit, all sorts of unkempt; but admittedly, it was all you and your friends could afford.

Doing what you could to stay afloat with rent, not to mention your thousands of dollars in college debt, you couldn't necessarily afford to stay on campus; so, you sought out any possible preventative strategy not to go back home, what any adolescent college student would do.

"Well, it's homey... I guess?" Connie announces, cautiously seating a box on the ground.

Beside him, Jean wipes his forehead, "are we getting paid for this?" he questions.

You raise an eyebrow, "Yeah, sure, whatever you want."

"Thanks, boys, that's enough for now, hungry?" Sasha smiles, placing a pizza box on the kitchen counter.

Truly, the house wasn't that bad, though there were some problems like any old home, like the creaky floorboards which dipped downwards in some areas of the house, or the shudders Jean had to nail back into place, or maybe that one non-working bathroom.

Yes, there were some issues, and you knew one thing for sure.

Do not close your bedroom door.

It jammed, and it jammed easily, which you found out the hard way when you had to have your two roomies pry the door open the previous day, hence the rock from outside being positioned to stop the door from closing entirely.

You all sit on the floor in the living room, devouring pizza and drinking as you all conversed and laughed.

While Connie is getting up to pour himself another drink, there's a knock on the door, "oh, finally- thought he was gonna bail on us!"

Connie quickly places his cup down and jogs to the front door, all eyes follow him.

"Eren!"

"What took you all day? Connie and I did practically everything!" Jean complains. Your face heats, fists clenching.

"I did not invite him." You grit, Mikasa glancing at you, concerned.

"Calm down, he's more man-power."

"We've done so much without him, why does he even bother?"

Eren dismisses your complaining, he sits down and grabs a piece of pizza, "it's not like a chose to come here, Mikasa wanted me to."

Your eyes drill into Mikasa's skull, she knew how you felt about him, and she knows how he feels about you. She brushes off your daggers.

"I'm not here to help you," he proceeds, "you wouldn't catch me dead."

"Well, while Jean and I run to the store to get more nails, how 'bout you help the girls?" Connie says, ignoring Eren's last remark.

"I don't need his help, I'm okay on my own."

"Y/n- take his help." Sasha nudges, "free labor."

Your perspective of Eren was nothing short of revulsion, his only conversation piece is how many women he's slept with, how he struts around like he owns the place, he's quite contemptuous, selfish, and arrogant.

He felt similar towards you, often the first one to ruin his day. The way you were so prideful, he too thought you were arrogant, he hated how you made him feel inferior, you were a challenge- you both were complacent and it drove him fucking nuts, as did you.

Standing from the floor, you brush your hands on your shorts, "I'll be in my room," you mutter, trudging up the stairs.

"You outta' help her, Eren," Sasha says, watching you walk up the stairs, "please."

The brunette shakes his head, "hell fuckin' no."

"Eren," Mikasa speaks lowly, her tone compelling, he rolls his eyes.

Picking up the screwdriver from the floor, pushing your hair out of your face, you get down on your knees and lift the bottom half of your bed frame, the little screw in your empty hand, you groan.

"Need a little help?"

Your head snaps around, "get out of my room, now."

"I thought you were this rough-tough- independent woman?" he ridicules.

You ignore him, "can't even put a bed together, how pitiful."

He steps closer, leaning against the door in your room, which was propped against the wall with the rock, his arms crossed tightly against his chest, "get out of the way."

"No. Eren I got it."

"Just get up and let me do it."

"I'll ask Mikasa, she's stronger than you anyways."

"Give me a break, how about you swallow your pride for once, you can't do everything, y/n."

He scoffs, attempting to absorb the insult, "plus, she isn't here, she and Sasha left." Your eyes widen, feeling much more uncomfortable than moments before. You gently place the bed frame on the floor in front of your knees, sighing, "let me do it-"

He slowly stands from his position, his foot knocking the rock out of place as he leans off the door following behind him, as he steps further into the room, you leap towards the shutting door.

"Eren! The fucking door!" you cry, seeing it shut mere inches from your grasp, "it doesn't open from the inside!" you shout, scrambling to your feet, Eren quickly turns, his hands landing against the old wood as he tries to pull it open, but it was too late.

"This is your fault, you shouldn't have let the door shut, the door gets jammed."

"How was I supposed to know?" he replies coolly, you shove past him, frantically grabbing the doorknob and turning it, back and forth. It was no use, the old wooden door was jammed tight into the frame, not even he could get it to budge.

"Are you hard of hearing?"

"Out of all people, I get stuck in a dingy bedroom with you."

"Spare me your kind words, Jaeger." You grumble.

"Where's your phone? Call Mikasa or Jean." Eren pats his pockets, in search of his phone.

"It's downstairs- my phone."

"So is mine," he sighs, sticking his hands in his pockets, "aren't I lucky; stuck in a room with a prissy bitch."

"Do you like making me mad, Eren? Because I'm not one of your hoes you can insult and get away with it." Gritting your teeth, he smiles cheekily, God you can't fucking stand him.

He remains silent, while tensions rise within the walls of your room, avoiding his eyes, you uncomfortably shuffle your feet, looking at the wood flooring beneath you, Eren is beside you, pacing, "I'll break the fucking thing down."

"You better not. Or else you're paying for it."

"I'm not paying for shit," he contends, "it's your shitty house, your shitty door, my shitty luck.”

You face him, he rolls his eyes, "if you break my door, Jaeger..." you threaten, sticking your index finger in his face.

"What are you gonna do? Y/n?"

You cross your arms, he shrugs and turns around on his heels, grabbing the doorknob and trying to pry the door open, he steps back and cracks his knuckles, "Eren, don't you fucking do it." You grab him by the back of his shirt, he stops.

"What are you gonna do?" he leans down to meet your height, tilting his head, "gonna punish me?"

You gulp, "how about I fix your bed while I'm here, since I'm so nice."

"No." You spit, "I'll do it, you stay in the corner and shut up." Pushing him away, but he stands still, a smug look still on his face.

"Why be so difficult?"

"Why do you always need the last word?" anger seething within you, little pieces of hair falling from the loose bun the hair tie he had holding back his bangs, you looked in his eyes, just waiting for him to speak.

"Do you like being stubborn?" Eren steps closer, as a result, you're stepping backward, and soon he figuratively has you backed into a corner.

Eren returns the glare, your heart thumping out of your chest, throat dry and closing by every second he kept his brutal eyes on yours.

You swallow, "always trying to make me mad, right?"

"Not everything is about you, Jaeger."

"No, but it is about you though," he hums, "don't you want me to shut up? How about you try to shut me up- since it's always about you."

You hadn't picked up on the sudden rush of adrenaline that pumped into your veins, which made you - quite literally - want to crumble, but you remained dominant. His rather vibrant eyes were tough ones to overpower, you guys just stood there, trying to wield your dominance over the other.

You two were power-hungry.

Eren on the other hand was trying like hell to prevail calm, you made him so mad, made him fucking furious, he contemplated leaping out of the second-story window, though one thing was keeping his feet grounded, looming over you.

And that was defeating you.

"I reckon you have more of a problem with me rather than the other way ‘round, you don't like it when I argue with you, Eren?" you teasingly pout, snickering in his face.

His eyes are low, seductive even, you had never seen him in this light, he looked restless, but he was undoubtedly annoyed.

It's his turn to smile, his fingers snaking around your wrist, pulling you down onto the mattress which lacked pillows, sheets, and a headboard.

You comply, his fingers anchoring into the back of your hair, pulling your head back, your neck training, “you gonna shut me up? Y/n?" you're speechless, seems as if he beat you to this little game.

“You piss me off. Jaeger.” You sneer, he leans down, face inches from your own.

“Yeah? I make you mad?” he purrs, dipping his head down towards your neck and pressing his lips against your ear lobe, chills erupt on every inch of your body.

You're left speechless once again, breathless as his hand slips down the curve of your waist, up to your thigh, stopping at your knee, “yeah... You do.”

He uses your knee to push your legs onto the bed, his hand guiding you, he swiftly gets on the bed, back against the wall; placing his palm on the back of your neck, pulling you between his legs, trapping you as he's kissing you firmly.

You're taken aback, but return the kiss, his soft lips colliding with yours, he tasted amazing, but you wouldn't admit that to him.

As if the gates had finally bursted open, your motions are picking up speed, he’s fiercely pulling at your shorts and without a second thought, you're rushing to tug his shirt over his head, giving hardly a second for air before you're kissing the man again.

What’s gotten into you?

You adjust so he can pull your shorts over your knees, flinging them across the room, your hands wandering up and down his chest, feeling his toned stomach beneath your fingers.

His big hands are grabbing you by the back of the thighs, pulling you closer to him so he can easily pin your back to the bed. With a huff, he kisses further down your neck, his lips tickling your skin as he begins to lift the thin shirt towards your chest, kissing down your stomach.

Eren can't take it anymore, all that was going through his mind was how soft your skin was, how good you smelled, the way he felt you shiver under him when he kisses the sweet spot on the side of your neck.

He uses the pad of his thumb to press against your damp panties, you gasp, his thumb locating your clit instantly and applying pressure on the swollen nub.

“Stop teasing, Eren.”

He smirks, slowly applying little circles over the thin undergarments, pinning one thigh down at the same time, he watches your face scrunch.

He leans down between your legs to kiss you again, pulling down his jeans in the meantime, you feel his erection through his boxers, pressing against the crevis between your thigh and cunt.

He sits up, yanking down your panties along with his boxers, your eyes nearly fall out of your head, catching a glimpse at the sheer size of the man.

He spits in his palm, messily stroking his cock a few times before making sure your leg is secure on his shoulder.

No words needed to be spoken- no conversation could be made at the fact things were moving so fast, similar to hungry animals, like a switch flipped and here you two were, soaking for a man you despised.

His tip slips up and down towards your entrance, repeatedly teasing you against your folds with his throbbing tip.

Finally, he gradually slips past your entrance, his head rolls back, body virtually falling weak as he soaks in those spongy tight walls, sucking him in immediately, “fuck,” is all he can sputter out, taking his time to seep deeper inside you.

He stretches you out, Eren’s veins which were wrapped around the base of his cock pressing against your electrified nerves, your back arching, quietly moaning as he eventually stuffs you with as much as you can take.

“You hate me? This pussy sure doesn't.” he grunts, retreating before rocking his hips back against you.

Your leg drops from his shoulder, “on your hands and knees, now.” he demands- not having to tell you twice, he’s quickly grabbing you, and with ease, you're now on all fours, exposed from the waist down, Eren’s hands spreading you open, pulling your ass apart so he can get the perfect view of his cock fucking into you.

This gives Eren the chance to now fit his whole length into you, crying out into the bare mattress, feeling his tip stab against the entrance of your cervix.

He pulls out, one hand steadying your waist and the other holding your ass, “such a tight cunt, can't even fit it all.”

Eren splits you open, thrusting into you while simultaneously pulling your hips against his, skin slapping, the both of you moaning as you're already releasing cream all over his cock.

You feel his thumb caress the skin around the valley of your ass, “such a pretty little hole, want me to fill this one too?”

With no hesitation, you're crying out a sloppy mantra of ‘yes’, and he follows your decrees, his thumb slipping past your unoccupied hole.

You instantly clench around him, the pressure of another hole being stuffed.

Nearing another orgasm, he ruts his hips against your thighs, seeing white, your stomach tightens, body attempting to escape the harsh pressure, unraveling from the arch you were trying hard to maintain.

“Again?” Eren’s amazed at the sight, your cum seeping from your pussy, soaking the little patch of curly hair above his cock, down your thighs and onto the mattress, your leg quivering as he spares you no mercy, shamelessly fucking into you.

He holds your hips steady, “Eren, s’ big, I can't-”

“Can't what? Can't take it? I thought you were such a strong girl?” he taunts, cruelly rutting into you.

You're drooling, tears falling down your face as he fucks you senseless, “fuck you,” you mewl, he slows, but still keeps up his strong and stabbing thrusts, your body still jolting every time his cock hits your cervix.

“Fuck-in’ hate you, hate you s’much.”

“Yeah? You hate me? But look at you,” he hooks his thumb deeper into your asshole, “you’re crying for more.” You wail, gasping for air, you craved more, the way his hips knocked against your ass, sending shock waves throughout your body.

“I think I love this sloppy little pussy, too bad you're such a bitch.”

He grabs you by the roots of your hair, fingers hooking and balling your hair into a tight fist, pulling you upwards, gasping for air, “Eren-” you moan, balls slapping against your slick folds and raw clit.

His thrust becomes more sporadic, nearing climax, he savors your warm and squeezing walls before you hear him hiss loudly, his head falling back, eyes screwing shut as he's dumping a load into your abused and stretched little pussy.

“Such a good cunt for an annoying bitch.” He mumbles.

Eren rocks his hips into you, making sure your cunt is sucking and every ounce of his seed is emptied from his cock.

He swears, softening cock slipping out of you as he quickly drops down onto the bed, wiping the sweat from his forehead, you're barely able to flip over, holes still twitching.

All you two can manage to do is catch your breath, the air knocked out of both of you, his seed mixed with your own still oozing out of your cunt, and onto the bed.

He sits up, chest still quickly rising and falling before he's moving off the bed and throwing his clothes on, throwing you your shorts, “get up so it looks like we did something productive,” your head in the clouds, you try to put your shorts on, he sees you and mutters indecent things under his breath, “what? Did I fuck you stupid or something?” you stand off the bed, and he quickly lifts the bed frame off the floor and pops the long screw in.

You peek out the window, the sky a dark milky blue- and to your surprise, there are your friends’ cars.

“Connie, you owe me twenty bucks!”

“Eren, I think they're already home.” You mumble, pulling open the window to get some air before walking back towards the door of your bedroom, pounding on the door, “open the door for me please!”

You give it a few moments, standing there in a daze- legs trembling.

You try to maintain the steadiness of your legs before someone struggles to push the door in, essentially un-jamming the door. Jean is there, with a clown-like grin on his face, Eren looks at him and groans, shaking his head before Jean begins to speak.

[alix-in-july]

Okay I've recovered from Omicron: Revenge of the Covid so I'm going to sort Encanto because I am OBSESSED with this super Badger movie. I've watched it several times and I get chills and I cry and I love it.

Before I actually sort anyone, I want to point out the similarities between the Badger authority figures in this film and in the Harry Potter series. Bruno disappeared and the magic might be dying? We absolutely do NOT talk about it. No one is allowed to talk about it. WE DON'T TALK ABOUT BRUNO. Just like how they try to hide Voldemort's return in HP.

Oh and because this movie is so focused on the family and there are sooo many characters that not all of them get focused on, for some of them I'm only going to sort the secondaries. Because almost everyone in the movie seems like a Badger primary and it's hard to figure out if it's real or a model.

Mirabel: Double Badger. Her main problems in the movie are that she is trying to save the family and that she feels excluded by the family. She still has to live in the nursery, people don't take her seriously, and she doesn't feel like she's a real Madrigal even though that's what she bases her identity on. For her secondary, she is a pretty loud Badger. She even mirrors her sisters' dancing in some of the songs. She's always trying to support the others and when she realizes there's a problem, she goes to various family members for answers. And the house is treated like a person and she relies on it for help A LOT.

"I've been patient and steadfast and steady."

Abuela: Authoritarian Double Badger. I mean, yeah. She sings about helping the community through hard work and dedication. She keeps everyone in line. She doesn't view Mirabel as not a person, but she kind of scapegoats her and views her as less than. Her pain and fear led her to explode and become an authoritarian figure.

"We swear to always help those around us/And earn the miracle that somehow found us/The town keeps growing, the world keeps turning/But work and dedication will keep the miracle burning/And each new generation must keep the miracle burning."

Luisa: Badger Lion. Her gift is super strength and she literally kicks a house back into place. Mirabel pesters her for two minutes and she completely spills her guts in song form about how she's worried about the family. I think she's exploded in a different direction from Abuela and just sees herself as a tool to help the family.

"I'm pretty sure I'm worthless if I can't be of service."

Isabela: Bird Lion? Isa is tricky because she's putting on an act for 90% of the film. She acts like a Badger, doing all these things she doesn't want for the good of the family, but then she does this sudden heel turn in "What Else Can I Do?" after making the cactus. You can almost hear her brain making the GPS "recalculating" noise. Which makes me think Bird primary. For secondary, I'm leaning toward Lion. When she's not putting on her act, she's confrontational and yells at Mirabel and hits people in the face with plants. And she just dives right into making all these new things and goes nuts with it.

"I make perfect, practiced poses/So much hides behind my smile/What could I do if I just grew what I was feelin' in the moment?"

"I'm so sick of pretty, I want something true."

Dolores: Lion secondary. I'm not sure about her primary because this Absolute Queen didn't get enough screentime. She can't keep a secret for more than 5 seconds and is brutally honest. "Mirabel didn't get one." Once the way is clear, she jumps right into confessing to Mariano.

"Okay, I'll take it from here, goodbye!"

Camilo: Snake Secondary. He's a shape-shifter and uses it to play tricks on people, get seconds, and entertain everyone.

Antonio: Badger secondary. His animal friends help him out. He goes to Mirabel for support when he's afraid at the beginning.

Pepa: Burned Lion Secondary with Badger Model. She wears her emotions on her sleeve because of her weather gift. But that's disruptive so she's always trying to squash her feelings down. She also worries a lot about making everything perfect and following the rules, which makes me think Badger model. But like Luisa, she needs only a few minutes of pestering before letting loose in song form.

"We don’t talk about Bruno, no, no, no/We don’t talk about Bruno, BUT--"

Julieta: Badger secondary. She heals people with her food. This is the epitome of Badger.

Bruno: Badger Bird? He only left the family because he felt his presence was doing more harm than good. He kicked himself out of his own community but still stayed in the house with his sad painted place setting, trying to fix the cracks. I'm not sure about the secondary but I'm leaning towards Bird because of the prophecies and his weird personas. But that's very tentative.

"And I wanted you to know/That your bro loves you so."

Bonus: Abuelo: Lion secondary. We see him leading the people away from their village and then turning to face the men on horseback, sacrificing himself.

This part makes me sob:

Lay down your load (Lay down your load)

We are only down the road (We are only down the road)

We have no gifts, but we are many

And we'll do anything for you

[butwhatifidothis]

Can I say it seriously annoys me how Captain just takes everything thats interesting about Three Houses, like the parts where it actually deviates from your typical jrpg plot, and degrades it into something predictable and tropey? Like its INTERESTING Edelgard still doesnt trust her allies at the end of CF but nope, Captain has to make her and the BESF into the boring overused found family trope. Its INTERESTING that a church in a jrpg isnt pure evil - woops, never mind, religion bad 1

so back to the religion of evil slash evil church tropes that exist in like nintey-nine percent of jrpgs we go. Its like Captain is rewriting the game based on what he expected or wanted to happen but didnt. 2

For real! Like, I'm not gonna sit here and say that I don't love me my found family dynamic, but that is just not what the Black Eagles have with each other, especially on CF. Playing as the villainous people who are unaware of their villainy is a really cool idea (if executed kinda whack), but Cap'n is determined to water it down to a sing-song friendship is magic quest of happiness and sunshine as EdeIgard enacts war on a continent. The Church being a genuinely morally gray institute and not just "lol what if the religion was SeCrEtLy EvIl" snooze-fest is interesting, but Cap'n is hard-set on making it an objectively evil thing with no nuance at all whatsoever. It takes away everything that makes CF such a neat concept.

And bro, "Its like Captain is rewriting the game based an what he expected or wanted to happen but didnt" I'll take a bold stance and say that that is exactly what he is doing. I'm sorry, almost nothing in this fic suggests that Cap'n cares much at all about what actually happens in the game - the characters are laughably OOC, the lore is misrepresented if not flat out incorrectly represented, and the story deviates from the one in canon (and not just in "Kronya lives" ways either, I mean "EdeIgard tells people about her coronation even when she literally doesn't want people to know about that in canon" kind of ways) often.

Like, a CF parley scene does not happen and would not happen in canon. The Kingdom does not strike the Empire first at any point in CF. Claude is trying to put up a united front in an attempt to ward off EdeIgard. And out of the timeskip, EdeIgard willingly hands of the Death Knight to TWS. EdeIgard never promises to not use Demonic Beasts anymore and would not promise such a thing. EdeIgard is never scared of Rhea, Dimitri, or Thales. Dimitri is not obsessed with EdeIgard until after the Flame Emperor reveal. Rhea and Dimitri are not angry people until their trauma buttons are mashed by EdeIgard. EdeIgard would not see Marianne as a strong person, and Marianne does not become stronger on CF. No one considered Lonato's rebellion a commoner's rebellion. No one likens Lonato to Loog in the game.

None of that shit happens! That's all made-up by Cap'n! But he and Edelstans will swear up and down that this is either what happened or is otherwise true to EdeIgard and everyone else's characters. Cap'n wants this to be what had happened, which would normally be literally nothing! As someone who wrote a long as fuck rewrite of an entire route, I think maybe, perhaps I can understand that feeling! That's like, a major reason people write fanfiction in the first place! But he and an alarming amount of others are unironically saying that this is meta of the game when he's LITERALLY MAKING SHIT UP. He's using shit THAT'S NOT CANON as part of his "analysis" (using content that was literally cut from the game to make a point about anything is... not something I would suggest, to put it nicely). It's just nuts

[propaganda-for-poets]

🩹 fuck it. pitts and his greek mom.

so her name is evaggelia

which is always shortened to either vaggelitsa, litsa, lia or something like that by her greek relatives

with most people she just uses lia.

pitts has three older and three younger siblings

his oldest sister is just finishing college and his youngest is 6

then in between of that there's three more sisters aged 13, 20 and 19 and and one more brother aged 11

so we're talking about,, a lot of sisters.

which im leaving up to you go nuts i already made priscilla meeks

his mom never worked because she has like seven children, which means that all of them were raised by her exclusively so of course they all speak greek

his dad doesn't like when they speak it because he's like the only one in the house who doesn't understand it but his dad is always away working anyways

pitts loves his family, he really does, but he's still a little bit embarrassed by them (as all teenagers are, after all)

because like, being in a family of 7 children is already loud and chaotic but being in a family of 7 children raised by a greek mom?

that's beyond loud and chaotic. that is wild nature.

plus his mom is always busy with something, so, yeah, not a lot of people have met his family and not a lot of people know he can speak greek because he's a humble king and doesn't usually mention it out of the blue

needless to say when meeks found out he freaked

mr. aced latin linguistics nerd with a love for greek mythology who just discovered his best friend can speak fluent greek? yeah.

pitts also gets like,,,, louder by 200% when speaking greek

look,,,, greek people yell at each other for no reason a lot. he'll talk on the phone with his mom and the rest of the boys will literally think they're fighting while he might literally just be asking her what they had for dinner.

the boys love her though, they don't get to see her often but pitts might stop by his house just to get a jacket and they'll end up staying for 3 hours and having dinner

she's also definitely one of those moms who seem to have made it their life goal to feed you to death

mf will just dump five pieces of pastitsio in your plate and you have to live with it

(for reference, a piece of pastitsio is that big)

she will swear in front of the children constantly but if pitts says malaka he's literally banned from existence

she'll go on a rant about whatever adding a swear word every two words and then pitts like "yeah, you're right, olo malakies" (which basically means it's all bullshit) and she'll just

",,,,,,what did you just say to me?,,,,,did you say malakies to me? to your mother?"

greek swearing is honestly pretty wack and pitts already does that thing where if he's annoyed he'll just curse under his breath

so there's a lot of times where he'll slip up and go "to spiti sou mesa" and the boys will be like "what does that mean pittsie?"

and he's like ",,,,,what, like, as in, the direct translation? i said that i'll fuck his house."

",,,,,,that you'll what?"

"i-it's a figure of speech!"

pitts carrying a fuckton of unnecessary clothes to school with him because his mom insisted he needed them

pitts wearing jackets all year round even if it's july and ninety degrees because apparently it's the greek mom law

basically, greek families are a little,,, aggressive and unfiltered but it's all in good nature (which really explains a lot about pitts being so sarcastic and direct a lot of the time)

it's like a "everything goes mom's way because she 1) said so and 2) can yell the loudest" thing but in a way that's not causing any harm

plus his mom is one of the most respectable and admirable people pitts has ever met and you bet your ass she taught him to chug his respect women juice from a young age because mama pitts don't raise no bitch.

the end, i love her.

[ladyartemesia]

Babe, ok so first of all, can I briefly lament over the fact that I SWEAR I was following you, but tumblr must've yeet'd you off my dash. I KNOW I've read and thoroughly enjoyed oreos and electroshock therapy before! Like way before mark of yun-ki and I cannot believe the big T did me dirty like that! 😭😭RUDE!! Anyways, here is some long winded commentary, buckle up it's a ride! I loved your characterization of jk in this piece. Like he's such a BRAT, and so competitive, but also very protective and I willingly get down on my knees for a protective man 😩 hnnnng oreos!jk is the perfect blend of confident, caring, and sexy and I love him!! The way he folds the arrest report into a paper airplane is SENDING ME tho... A small detail that was fun and very appreciated! And mc... I AM ALL FOR A STRONG BADASS FEMALE LEAD!! She's smart and clever and doesn't need a man to do her job! I adore that she's the top marks person in the precinct and I bet it kills jk a lil (re: a lot) inside haha ok and I'm also a big time sucker for witty banter... I feel like it must be so hard to pull off, but this piece delivers in SPADES!! The dialogue after he catches her in her thirst haze is pure gold. "We both know you don't have feelings. Says who? Gina from forensics... Wendy from missing persons... Jimin's sister. HAHAH I'M HOWLING! Jk really be the precinct thot huh?? Rip Gina, Wendy, and Jimin's sister tho 😭😂" Spare me Jeon. If I wanted to learn about baboon mating habits, I'll watch Animal Planet." CACKLING I'M FUCKIN CACKLING. but damn... "if you were even the tiniest bit weaker, you would have cuffed him to the lift rail and addressed his statement explicitly." like girl, I FELT that in my loins. And the scene when they go to the bakery... OF COURSE seokjin is the baker and OF COURSE the signature red velvet is trademarked 😂 I really appreciated the way you wrote protective jk and the jealousy cus it came off endearing but not overbearing since there's a fine line between healthy and unhealthy jealous behavior. Well done!! "Okay. That's enough of that. There was a firm tug on your elbow and you collided hard with jungkook's chest... (you are still slightly dazed from looking directly into seokjin's eyes) but suddenly Jungkook and seokjin were staring each other down... Frankly you had not envisioned a scenario like this when you reported for duty this morning... Surrounded on all sides by pastries and angry beautiful men. This scene?! This is what my dreams are made of. I literally go to sleep praying for this. "Come along now, Poodle." I'm screaming hahaha this is my fave line of the whole fic. Like all the dialogue in this piece is peak comedy... You must be really funny in real life to pull this off! And just when I think this piece is just about great banter and sexual tension, you hit us with the feels™️ during that confession scene. " are you hiding anything from her?... Yes. I am... I do eat your last Oreo... I don't even like Oreos that much... Our paths don't often cross, but when you find me to yell at me about the Oreos... It's the best part of my day." omggg my heart 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 "There hasn't been anyone else since the moment we met... There's only you." I FELT THAT IN MY CHEST. Like someone lasso'd my heart and tugged with the force of gravity 😩😩😩 and when it's her turn and she's asked if she loves him. The way JK is so resigned to being electrocuted cuz he doesn't think she's going to pass. And more than that, he's really to accept that she doesn't feel for him the way he feels for her. That hurtled... Big time. But I'm glad they got their happy ending!! I'm just so enamored with this piece and this couple and the banter and the tension between them. One last thing, I was a fan of Smallville too! And the premise of the fic is so familiar, but I cannot remember it!? Help a girl out, was it Oliver Queen and Mac?? What episode was it?? Thank you for sharing this couple with us! I hope you are well and, as always, sending all my love 💜💜

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This has got to be one of the most thourough, epic, gorgeous, glorious, phenomenal pieces of feedback I have ever received. I am in AwE. I am SENT. MY heart is POUnding. I can’t even begin to tell you how much this meant to me. I read it twelve times and I’m prolly gonna read it twelve hundred more times. I adore you. Thank you. This seems inadequate, but I would literally throw you a parade if I could.

If you only knew... when I first published that story... no one read it. I was only a month old on tumblr and I had MAYBE 30 followers if that. And I published it and got like... nothing. But as time has passed people have discovered it and really given it some love. It holds such a special place in my heart. I worked so hard on it. And it means so much to me that you love it like this. I’m screaming. Thank you!!!!

So the Smallville episode this is based on is early in season 8 (one of the best seasons IMHO) and Lois and Clark are the ones strapped to the machine. Clois was the first fandom I ever participated in so this is very nostalgic for me 🥺

Lol you probably were following but tumblr does love to unfollow spontaneously. Serious. It unfollowed one of my favorite authors for me last month 😐... this site is nuts.

Again. I cannot begin to tell you what this means to me. It’s everything. It’s EVERYTHING. You found everything I loved about this story - every thing I hoped others would love - and you cherished it. What a gift you have given me.

[hippityhoppityyourenowmyproperty]

Reset!Rant (part 4)

Blackout

Chapter: 1

Thad: "Even though Craydl was programmed to obey my dear grandfather over me, he still could hold a conversation and be useful. While you have some rudimentary communicative abilities, it's not the same. I could say the same of Bart."

This is a put down that comes out of the blue and it shows how normal it has become for Thad to resort to insulting Bart. This insult is especially tasteless when you remember that a lot of ND people have problems with verbal communication/talk too fast/talk too loud or too quiet/have trouble expressing their thought and can go nonverbal. So yeah, basically another slice at Bart for having ADHD, wouldn't you know it.

Thad's vision blacked out and he grabbed the washing machine for stability. If felt as if the bottom fell out of his world. He knew this feeling all too well now, but it had never been as bad as this. He staggered away from the laundry and into the kitchen to sit.

.................................... Helen's voice echoed from the kitchen. "Thad? I just got a call from the school. Bart passed out in class and I'm going to pick him up. I'll be home soon." When Helen returned home with Bart, Thaddeus was waiting in the kitchen with a smirk on his face. "You passed out?" Bart scowled and stomped off to dump his backpack and jacket off on his bedroom floor. Thaddeus snorted, still sneering.

Making fun of someone because they showed physical weakness, that's stereotypical school yard bullying right there. "Haha look at you you loser! You passed out. You're such a weakling!" Thad is so...pathetic in this. He is so desperate for power, so desperate to be superior to Bart. He waited all this time in the kitchen just so that he could throw Bart this line. He clinges to everythign that will make him appear better than Bart. He obssessively seeks out every little one of his flaws and mistakes in order to maintain his big ego. It's almost pittyful. Of course he snots at Bart, of course he is behaving as condescending as possible. Thad is the kind of person who kicks someone who's already on the ground. This is just...So ugly to read. Hey Thad, you nearly passed out earlier this day, I don't see you shaming yourself for being weak. What's the difference? What's making you so special that you don't deserve to be shamed for it?

Hey Helen, you're just going to ignore Thad very obviously and viciously bullying the closest person you have to a son? You're not gonna repriment him for it so that he won't continue to destroy Bart's self esteem and his mental health? No? Great, it would be very confusing if you suddenly started being a responsible parent.

Thaddeus leaned against the doorway with crossed arms. "You're pathetic." He sneered.

Funny that you mention it, have you looked in the mirror lately?

Chapter: 2

Mike gestured to Bart's injuries. "You could say that you got hit in the face with a basketball or something." Bart slung the bag over his shoulder and pushed the bathroom door open. Maybe he could just go home? No, Thad was there, and he didn't want to listen to his evil twin berate him about getting bloodied in a fight.

Through his frequent put downs, Thad now made Bart afraid to show weakness. He knows that Thad will make fun of his vulnerability and won't be of any help to him.

Thad: "No moron, I'm playing with a tesseract puzzle." His voice was dripping with condescending sarcasm. "What else would I be doing?"

Another put down out of the blue. And a very sordid one, I might add.

Chapter: 3

A commotion in the backyard grabbed her attention and she saw Bart and Thad duking it out again. "Oh, for the love of...Wally, I'll call you back. The boys are really at it this time. I swear, Thad needs to get out of the house and get a life, and Bart needs to stop antagonizing him."

Hmm, that's odd. I could've sworn that Thad was the one who constantly ripped on Bart, was a dick to him and provoked Bart with "You've got ADHD so you're dumb" insults, and Bart was the one who remained friendly despite having to endure insult after insult without retailiating. Are you referring to the times Bart called Thad a jerk and said "Like you're any better"? Are those the oh so bad words Bart calls Thad that justify you saying "He's antagonizing him"? Because, and maybe that's just me, but calling someone who is neurodivergent a r*tard, moron, idiot, shortbus, brainless, annoying, destructive, a nuisance, hyperactive, embarrassing, dense, pathetic, saying that they have "Rudimentary communicative abilities", that they "probably got distracted with by something shiny" and implying over and over again that they're stupid and useless, that you see it as a disgrace to be related to them, that you'd like to beat them up, (and actually beating them up) and that they're inferior to you because of aspects of their personality they can't control is a bit worse than saying "Jerk" to defend yourself in response to being called those insults. And somehow we should believe that Bart is the one who is antagonizing Thad? What the fuck is wrong with you people? Thad is so obviously abusing Bart in this, I don't know how anyone couldn't see this. Screw Helen, she has no sense of fairness and justice when it comes to Bart's treatment. Do I have to explain the word favoritism? How come she lets Thad get away with was worse stuff? Why doesn't she chew him out for all the stuff he put Bart through? He was very clearly shaming him for having ADHD im Helen's presence, and she didn't do shit.

I'm 100% sure Thad started this conflict with some "You're inferior to me" comment and was also the one who got physical first.

Helen: "You don't even know?! Get in here and go to your rooms!" The boys let go of each other and sulked past Helen. "I swear you two, if you were girls, I would be blaming hormones for these outbursts."

Yeah, let's just casually ignore the fact that testosterones are the hormones that increase aggressive behavior and that boys produce about 16× more testosterone than girls, and that men are known to be quicker to express their anger through violence than women. (Cite: Men vs. Women: Hormones; a transgender perspective, Why do women and men respond differently to anger? PsychCentral) I guess I can add "sexist" to the list of things that make Helen an unlikable person. Also, glad to know that she now cares about breaking up a fight between them. Play fighting for fun in the yard? Absolutely not! What were you thinking? Why do you act like that? You should know better! Shady sparring fight in the streets? Sure Thad go ahead! Nothing wrong with beating up your brother to release your anger!

Chapter: 4

Thad answered with a smirk, "That you're a hyperactive brat who would just get more destructive when introduced to sizable amounts of caffeine."

Bart glowered and crossed his arms. "Shut up! I am not!" Thad lifted his chin in victory. "See? Hit the matk. I'm right."

Both Helen and Konner sit next to Bart and they say nothing in response.

Kon chuckled as Bart settled down at the table. "Man, I kinda missed that."

"Missed what?" Bart asked.

"You driving people nuts. Inertia's not Rob or Wondy but he flips out pretty fast." Thad snarled at Kon, "They don't have to live with him!"

Bart has been nothing but nice to Thad. Bart is the one who has to live with Thad's constant belittling. Thad has deluded himself into believing that he is the victim here, but he's really not. Bart is. Bart has been trying to help Thad, even though he was a total douchebag who constantly humiliated him. Bart has to live with Thad.

Chapter: 5

Kon: "Seriously, don't you have any other modes than "up yours" or "sideways"? You're going to die a lonely virgin life if you keep this up. Yeah, I get that your childhood was stolen by an evil madman and all, but you're preaching to the choir here. Dude, get over it. We did." Thad's glare darkened and he clenched his fist. Lunging forward with a punch, he stopped just short striking Kon. Shaking with fury, Thad backed away and left the kitchen. Bart sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter. "He's gonna need to spar today and I'm all beat up already."

"You don't have to be his punching back."

"I'm not a punching back. I hit back."

I agree with Kon up until the "just get over it" part. It's nice to see someone finally calling Thad out on his demanding and shitty attitude, but telling an abuse victim to "just get over it" isn't good advice, either. What Kon should have told him was that Thad should work on his behavior and that him having been abused doesn't make it okay for him to abuse others.

The dialoge after that between Kon and Bart is another attempt on the author's part of justifying this situation. The "I hit back" isn't very encouraging when you consider that Thad is a way better fighter than Bart. The "He needs to spar today and I'm all beat up already" makes it very clear that Bart would rather not participate in a duel, but does it anyway because he feels pressured to keep Thad's emotions in check. Without Bart sacrificing his own well being, Thad would've gotten himself into a lot of trouble by beating up random people in blind rage. And Bart knows this. Despite what this sentence is trying to make you belive, their fights aren't balanced. Thad can easily overpower and outsmart him in a duel. At the end of the day, Bart is still his punching back.

Chapter: 5

Seeking Thad out, Bart found him in the library, talking with a couple of upperclassmen girls. Bart pulled him aside, much to Thad's annoyance. "I'm gonna need some help. Eddie's-" "Not my problem," Thad interrupted. "I don't care what's going on." "Look, getting beat up was just the start of it. He's-" "Not. My. Problem." Thad turned away from Bart. "If he got himself into it, he can get himself out of it. This is a waste of my time." "I just want you to back me up."

This kind of sums up what kind of person Thad is. He takes and take but doesn't repay the favors. He's cold and has no compassion. It doesn't matter to him what Bart did for him, and that he vouched for him. And going by Thad's logic, Max and Bart shouldn't have offered Thad to stay with them because; If he got himself into this situation, he can get himself out of it! Not our problem, we don't care what's going on!

Thad knows that Bart is going to do something really dangerous and could get seriously injured or even die, and he still doesn't give a fuck. He hasn't learned to care for Bart one bit.

Bart grinned at him. "You came."

"Max wanted us to take care of each other," Thad remined. "Letting you get pounded into a smear is a violation of those orders."

This is Thad admitting that the only thing that made him help is Max. I'm 100% certain that Thad would've gladly stood by and watched Bart die if it wasn't for Max. Thad still hates Bart's guts for whatever reason, and he actively shows him that every chance he gets.

Chapter: 7

"Obviously, I got my intelligence from both of our grandfathers. Pity that means there wasn't any left for you."

Hey Thad? How about you shut up and not smack talk Bart every chance you get? It would make you less of a person that deserves to get hit multiple times in the teeth with a brick. This is, very obviously, another put down directed at Bart's ADHD that is disguised as a joke.

Jerking his head up, Bart nodded. "You would do that?" "What kind of evil twin do you think I am?" Thad huffed in mock offense. "I only beat you up and ridicule your intelligence, not withhold precious words of wisdom that can be thrown in Wally's face whenever he gets his tights in a wad about you not being the perfect little sidekick. He treated Bart to a wicked grin. Legacies are more than a name and a costume."

Oh don't worry Thad, you're not the evil clone, you're just the abusive, selfish, cold hearted, self entitled, manipulative, egotistical brother. Yes, you 'only' did those things. They are still reprehensible and loathsome. They will still mess up a person and are unforgivable. Turning your actions into a joke doesn't make them funny or acceptable. The fact that he admits to his wrongdoings but doesn't see them as reprehensible speaks volume about his personality. He talks about his crude actions with such satisfaction and confidence as if he were proud of them. After everything I read about Thad in this, it's very likely that he is.

And the reason why he does Bart a favor here? Again, just doing it for himself. He tells Bart these things not becaus he likes Bart, but becaus he dislikes Wally for that whole legacy thing and wants him to suffer. Thad is self projecting about his issues with his legacy.

[themightymewmew]

This is my first attempt at writing and I really hope you guys can at least read it. I wanna dedicate it to my biatch who basically got me into the game and helped me @lckicdinscn ❤

Warnings: harassment and cussing I guess

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"Fuck!" You cussed at yourself for hitting your toe on the door and started jumping up and down while looking for your missing shoe. Where is it? It has to be somewh- Ha! There you are! You found it under your bed which was probably laying there because your dog had slept with it.

After getting your shoe back you felt another presence in your room. You felt like you were being watched. Like two eyes were glued to you and watched every single one of your moves. You turned around only to be greeted by your black haired dog standing in front of it, watching you and waiting excitingly for you to pet him.

"Darky I swear, if you sleep on my shoe ever again I will-" you pointed your shoe at him but you weren't able to finish your sentence. Darky had managed to take you down and was already all over you giving you kisses while swinging his tail happily.

"Okay okay, I'm sorry I didn't mean that, yes yes I love you too, yes you're such a good boy yes" you petted your dog and got used to his sudden show of affection. After your dog was done with you he went downstairs looking for his next victim. You got up and shook the dust off of you and looked at the clock.

"Shit I'm gonna miss the bus!" You said and immediately put on your shoe, grabbed your bag and ran downstairs. You went to the kitchen and got yourself a nice red apple and sprinted outside to catch the school bus which you thankfully didn't miss.

You hopped on in, plugged in your earphones and took your sit next to a kid you kinda had seen around but couldn't remember his name. You both greeted each other..ish. I mean nodding your head is not rude right? Right.. You took your phone out to check on your best friend who was probably vomiting all over her house at that moment.

The ride to school was okay. Given that the destination was the same as every day, Hell, how great could it be?

As soon as the bus stopped you got off of it and started walking peacefully towards your school gate while minding your own business.

"Hey baby whatcha doing?" You heard a cocky voice shouting from a distance and you knew that it was addressing to you. So you simply turned around to answer.

"Oh you know the usual. Walking away from your bullshit" you blankly said and continued walking indifferent to the inside of your school where you headed for your locker. You opened it and placed some of your textbooks in it but when you closed it, a not-much-of-a-surpise was expecting you.

"I asked you something" the guy insisted and came closer.

"And what do you want, Jason? A medallion for creating a sentence?" You scoffed but immediately regretted it cause now the guy was standing way too close to you and you had to smell his breath. Perfect. Just what I need at 8 am in the morning.

"You're feisty aren't ya? I like it" He said right before grabbing your ass and squeezing it. So you smirked did the same. Only it was much more of a slap. And not a sexy one. Oh, and it was on the face.

"Oops, I'm so sorry. Wrong cheek I guess" you said innocently and felt Jason coming even closer to you. How is his even possible?

"Listen here you stupid bitch. You think you can just walk around, do those things and talk to me like that? Oh you're gonna pay for this" Jason said and just when you were about to answer him, with your eyebrow raised, some guy decided to join you.

"Oh how is she gonna do that?" A voice was heard and both of you and Jason turned to face a boy who had just dramaticly gasped.

"Are you going to show her your...dick?! Oh my god that's such a punishment I must admit it she's going to vomit all over or even die laughing, you're such a geni-" but he couldn't finish his sentence cause Jason had already grabbed him by the shirt and out him in a corner.

"What do you want, Parker?" Jason hissed.

"Hey hey hey listen man. I'm just saying, stop trying to show off your dick, it doesn't get bigger each time you take it out" Parker said and Jason was ready to introduce him to his fist but instead he met the ground.

"Ah damnit if only I hadn't kicked you in the nuts. It would have been such a great meeting!" You frowned but felt someone grabbing your ear and then releasing it.

"Ow! Who the f-"

"Ahem!"

"M-miss Pierce h-hi.." You widened your eyes and lowered your head in the presence of your teacher standing right in front of you.

Fuck

"Principal's office. Now."

"But he started it!" You protested.

"I don't care who started it. You made a kid get on the ground, Y/N. As I said. Now" your teacher said and all three of you headed to the headmaster's office.

Fifteen minutes later and the principal came in.

"Now what do we have here? Jason Newman, great to see you, again. Y/N?" Your principal asked confused. "And Peter why on earth are you here? No, you know what, nevermind. I want to know what happened. Let's start with Jason. What do you have to say?" Your principal adjusted to his chair and placed his crossed fingers on his office.

"Mister Brown, Y/N slapped me!" Jason almost shouted like a little spoiled kid.

"You were asking for it!" You raised your eyebrows and pointed your finger at him.

"Y/N, tone it down. Let him speak" your principal tried to calm you down.

"Not when he's saying half the truth.." Peter mumbled and crossed his arms.

"What was that, Parker?" Mister Brown turned his head to face Peter.

"Y/N, was just defending herself. He basically grabbed her bottom and talked to her like she was nothing" Peter claimed and you noticed he was sitting clearly in a different position. His hands were not crossed anymore and he moved them around while explaining.

"I see. Y/N?" Your principal turned to you waiting for your answer.

"Are you really going to believe them, Sir?" Jason protested. That pile of shit.

"Why shouldn't I?" The principal narrowed his eyes at Jason not sure if he should expect a mature answer or a cheap excuse.

"Cause she's lying obviously!" Jason threw his hands in the air like what he said was just so self-explanatory.

"Oh, don't you dare speak, Newman! You know damn well what you said and did! You hit on me every single day, making me and countless other girls feel like objects and the one time that I actually do something about it, you come in here playing the victim because your cheek got a little red. Grow up and learn some fucking manners, will ya?" You found yourself standing in front of Jason and confronting him with your eyes widened and your fist tightened.

The principal was shocked by your reaction and so was everybody else in the room, even you.

"I was going to let this incident slide and just give Jason detention, but after this sudden show of tantrum, I'm afraid I will have to call your father" Mister Brown said while grabbing the acoustic of the telephone.

"But-"

"Not a word, Miss Stark. Now if you don't mind stepping outside for a few minutes. I'll have to make a call." And just like that you were outside the principals office waiting for your doom.

Wait a minute.. Miss Stark? And suddenly, Peter's eyes widened.

Part 2 here

[the-firebird69]

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Mac's harassing Sarah and they're doing it because she's telling people about the story and the plan and Sarah saying why don't you f*** off you got huge miles you're telling people yourself with a huge a****** attitude everyone investigates you and gets real Intel that's what I found out how did anybody's moving because they all have this plan we believe her it's not entirely true but they believe they're here and left the cops went after them so they're trying to kidnap that woman I said we know all sudden it says you're on their side I said you just so brilliant and observant I have to hire you to watch this headstone from below and make sure it doesn't move do you get my gist yet your fagger in my country go back to britain a cike. So he says we don't have any time to sit here and ruin everything to yell at people so you write something to order on Sarah to kill her and he rents an order on him to kidnap him so I'm running in order to kidnap you I'm sending it to mine and we're going to grab you little sissy that's crying I can't stand it I said well you shut your mouth you're like a f****** baby you tell everybody everything then you bother the s*** out of them so they shoot you in the f****** head you're a f****** in great piece of s*** instead of swearing so you leave me alone I said you get the f*** out of my life or you're dead meat I'm putting a hit on you and it's real. So we see his reaction he's suddenly going after you he's trying to put a hit on you and you won't I'll send his hearing on the street there's a ton of money on him and he's starting to realize something he's a f****** fruit and he went way over the edge and it keeps doing it every day every day over and over you're over the edge every single day there's a device in your head the electrify it and boom your head comes off I'm telling you to f*** off cuz we know about it and we can do it to you and regrow your puny head they can't

So now he's turning mean and is going over the edge and it's going to cut Trump's fuel off it's like wow he says look at that the little girl's going to try and do his job so if running around being a f****** f** and inciting violence against all his what a f****** little girl

You say this that's exactly what's going on it takes so much dander to get you to do even your job that you just like a****** running around asking for it from everyone just to get you to do something stupid and simple so we threw you away we're not going to listen to you we're going to get rid of you and do what we want and soon you're going to find out that your stupid flamboyance and your idiot mouth has gotten you in trouble with the foreigners and a massive Army is a massing to take care of you and your stupid plan that you refuse to run without being a huge massive piss boy and pissing and everyone's face

Thor Freya

It's absolutely true I'm running around pissing and everyone's faces telling everybody off screwing around them being mean getting the wrong message across millions of times and everyone's taking out on me and I have this huge plan that's ruined because of it cuz of this idiot's body so to me then it won't take off because had it done so the foreigners don't know anything I mean it is just a freaking nightmare you people don't do s*** you Max are lazy as hell now you're running me around like this doll and everybody knows what's going on so we're going to get screwed you won't do your jobs I tell you to do your jobs and you won't so I'm taking the order off him and he says it's up to mind who are watching you to take your order off you and you have to talk to him for like 20 days to figure it out cuz we're professionals yeah so I figured out something there's a hit on me from him we're doomed I'll die everyone around me will die I see it all the time so I'm going to wake up to it Thor's telling you what it is he says he took it off but now it's time to learn something he's into vaporizing people and that's what he does for a living he does it all the time he was born doing it we expect him to sit there and be this little kitty and go meow thank you you're nuts you people are nuts lip service all day and night and then stop home all day and night I can't even take it and you idiots are the ones doing it I thought you're not to you're stupid these fours are all over as s*** go look at the northern border in the Southeast as this huge army's amassing

Mac

And furthermore Trump you're this a****** in the way he won't do anything that we're doing and you won't let us in either and you have to be brought out of the way and these foreigners are going to clobber you anyways you're a s******* falling for it Jesus Christ you're miserable

Mac daddy

[malojey]

7th July 2019

We got in, I'd no phone. Lost paddy, me and jack fucked off seen joyner seen Sheck seen Brockhampton seen a funny looking cunt pretending he plays county but by that point I was already off my face I got a temporary tattoo on my neck that said logic and had glitter everywhere I got me and jack drinks two hours later I hear juice wrld I do 4 pumps and I remember puking my ring up outside of the Heineken with lucid dreams in the back round jack finds me I'm on my back snuggled up to someone her friend waved jack off so he tried to find paddy 5 minutes later the gards kicked us told us calm down so I got up and realised I lost jack and paddy. Alone out my nut surrounded by 40,000 people but then I heard ski mask play look at me and when I say I lost my shit I mean literally I lost my shit. AmD found me and we danced a bit she texted jack to find me an hour later they got the bus without me. I'm literally in hours drive home walking from Marley park to blessington so I thought a bump and that can in my pocket would suddenly help my journey.

Me and AmD pushed to get out and I asked for a smoke but she had rollies so I started a chant with no joke about 60 people. Any body wanna give me a moke with back ups of moke, moke. Got two smokes thrown in the middle when whe gained enough traction and lit them both at the same time and no joke everyone cheered. I swear this is a true story of my night that was one of the best moments of my life. Aoife dragged me out and we walked to Tesco gave her a hug and thought she put a leaf crown with a pink bow on my head but she said I've been wearing it for 3 hours so I decided to keep it. I tried retrace our steps and by 3 o'clock found a chipper chatted away smoked a rollie in a long skin lying back on a wooden table got told to fuck off then I got to a bus stop i remembered from where cills dad dropped me to one day to get the bus and seen some funny looking cunts in a limerick Jersey. Me Tom and fanny sat out at the bus stop smoking doobs and listening to x he told me he produced I told him send them on he got my snap I stopped some poor sober guy to take a pic and I will attach [soon, as of 00:21 4th September]

They left after that I didnt know where to go I hung back and walked what I thought was the only logical way to go but they turned down that way before me I thought I'd turn off but it's a bypass what normal guy turns on a bypass it's like ten minutes and I think they think I'm a serial killer who just got high at a bus stop so I turn left at this road and I don't know where I am. The sun rises in the east and river islands at the east carpark, so if go adjacent I'll get somewhere. The roads come back to me as I sweat out the mandy start to sober up and freeze i lost my jacket friday too i find the square but see no taxi cant stay there i work there that'll look dodgy i walk up a naked road leading to JT. The applegreens 24hrs doesn't matter if theres junkies around it I've cotten mouth only got 30 in cash now and its 35 to blesso so walk away but fucks walk faster. Called over ye mad cunt I'd say your freezing his name was philly he said he was heading up this was anyway just sold a bag asked if I wanted a bag and asked if I wanted a knee but I stared him down and he laughed it off and he pulled out a screwdriver gave me it said if I'm gonna be round here i need something to help and I said I dont want it so he threw it across the road and pulled 4 nails out of pocket asked if I wanted them then threw them at the fence. On maple wood Avenue I crossed into the grass part in the middle then he asked if he was intimidating me. I seen a taxi tried call it he jumped over shouting short of cartwheeling to wave down this taxi and I dong blame him for passing. We walked towards the square again and he asked me for a score I said no but did give him 4 euro. Got a taxi at like almost 6 and away from a situation was gonna be my last. One of those teen gets high stabbed to death kinda stories but I tried to explain I was broke. I had a 20 5 and 1 , he said we'll see how far it gets me. He was asking about the night and I think he kind of felt for me, lovely old Nigerian man. We got to blessington and it was 33. I searched the bag that I covered in blood from my nose for 3 awkward minutes and gave him 3 euro in 50s and 20s and he kept asking if I'd anymore. I pulled out the revolut card that I recieved for 6 euro 3 days earlier after a 10 euro deposit.

Thus concludes my first purchase with revolut.

Edit: 5:08 8th September 2019 found the pic gas night a the same