#I'm 24 you'd think I'd be immune by now

[ibelieveinghost]

4/15/24

woke up at 8:56 pm halfway expecting to see my parents beside me. dunno what got into me. i miss them. i literally saw them in February.

feeling like shit. headache+ horrible cramps are trying to kill me again. sitting up straight and typing like this is painful, so is everything else. i'd go for a walk when i'm in this mental state. but...this current physical condition makes almost every outdoor activity impossible. i need fresh air, i need a little music. i need to write it all out.

speaking of music:

(this is the sounds from my childhood. this is one of the CDs my dad had playing in his car and what we listened to on all those road trips and every morning he drove me to school. dad and i bought it together the year it came out, at some sketchy (definitely smuggling) underground CD/DVD store in my hometown, somewhere in China. the year was 2005. i can't believe this is their most hated album. every song is a literal banger. anyway. never failed to hug me in like a blanket. i need this)

when i'm in physical pain i turn silent. i stop talking to people. i wait for it to all pass. idk. it's a lot. it's a part of me that's still... lol i don't even know how to talk about it.

got no choice but to call in sick tomorrow, agh. i hate it.

on a separate note, got the mail saying my COMITIA application got approved...and i don't have anything prepared yet!!! okay, okay. it's 5 weeks away. no need to rush. start working on it as soon as you feel better. it'd only take couple of weeks. you can do it. you can you can you can. not today tho, not in this state. stop trying turning this day into anything productive(i know why you're typing this instead of lying down)

for someone who endured chronic pain for years now you'd think i should have grown sorta immune, or at least numb to it. but no. pain still enrages me. or... am i getting better at this?

writing it out is at least helping a bit, or maybe it's the music.

ok it's definitely the music lol

anyway. think i'll be calling mom, and do some (digital) chores before i lay down again. maybe i'll watch a movie. it's obviously not all good---but it'll be okay. it'll be over soon. and it's my birthday next week! already got so much planned haha

okay. off to face my demons again now!

[ovrtimelove]

✦ㅤPHIGHTING HAEYAJI...? // BOOSEOKSOON as PHIGHTERS! due to my recent addiction to the game phighting! when my friend made ocs for them, i ended up making a character. then i played the game. needless to say, it's pretty fun, even though it's a mix of the splatoon games and valorant. at least i have something to play to let off steam post-exams!! /jj ㅤ anyways, i thought of assigning phighters to the entirety of svt, but... i didn't really want to leave this one unfinished. 2024, i am a changed bitch. and i'm kinder to myself- so we're starting with BSS for now!! (but before anything else, i'm basing these off the phighters i've played ingame and my experience against/as them.) now without further ado, let's get into it. PHIGHTING- i mean, FIGHTING HAEYAJI ✦ㅤ WHO?: seventeen, kpop boy group ✦ㅤ GENRE: headcanons, crack

BOO SEUNGKWAN would be... ROCKET! (and theoretically, SUBSPACE!) he would be so fucking happy to start shooting shit tbh /JJJ rocket is a ranged phighter who... well, shoots shit! this phighter carries around a big ol' bazooka-looking weapon, and is good for crowd control. like seriously. i've died so many times to rocket mains. but you're super fucked when you have to get away from the opposing team, bc rocket is canonically squishy!! kwannie, upon first playing rocket, forgets that he isn't melee and goes right into the battle. during the intermission, he checks the ability descriptions and has an "oh shit" moment. THEN he gets a strat, which is staying still and shooting from afar. only ever uses his phinisher/ult when under pressure i think... but thank god it looks cool!! aabdeawhe but the thought of him playing subspace though, i think would be rlly silly. like, iirc subspace's phinisher is some vortex void thing that sucks in other players (idk if the user is immune). he'd absolutely ENJOY using that fucking thing, but will go back to rocket bc he claims that he can't see what subspace is even doing whenever he does any of his abilities.

LEE SEOKMIN would be... BIOGRAFT and BAN HAMMER! i hate biograft and ban hammer mains all the same. i keep dying to them because i'm a loser and i suck! /j but i think seokminnie would love playing them. biograft is a double-wielder and is fairly fast! you'd get easy kills if you play this phighter correctly/long enough, minnie probably does accidental kill steals whenever playing biograft... (i'd literally hate to go against him, im not afraid to start saying "i hate biograft") meanwhile, ban hammer has this absurdly giant hammer (lmao) and swings that bitch around. bad for when you're trying to move around while fighting, but at least he hits hard! probably played this one first before playing biograft, because woah! big hammer! heavy tank! more time on the frontlines AND damage-dealing! (i hate banhammer mains but i'd let him kill me if it made him happy)

KWON SOONYOUNG would be... MELEE PHIGHTERS and MEDKIT! literally struggled to settle on one melee phighter, but i figured that he'd sometimes shuffle through all of them. like either before a match or mid-match (yes you can do that), he changes depending on what looks cooler, or what would be more convenient/easy/advantageous. i think his more used one would be skateboard tho, solely because you can probably also do actual skateboard tricks. if he and dokyeom are on the same team, he accidentally steals ban hammer /hj. he's silly like that!! medkit is a bit of a special case though. probably plays during the rare moments where he goes against woozi. yeah, he'd play the game as well and mains medkit, bc uji on his own is already "i may be a healer, but..."!! he's p good at it. hoshi, on the other hand, only goes for medkit solely bc he reminds him OF uji. like,,, the exhausted look? the slight affectionate jabs towards his team? the subtle warnings that's just confirmation that he gives a shit? ujicore.

©ㅤ lookingforweiss '24, no reposting anywhere.

[midi4ri0love]

identity ask in honour of my 17th bday by @yup-im-a-werewolf i found on pinterest

1. if someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to? Psych, ATLA, MLP, Cars, Lilifee, Dionsaur Train, Middle Ages picture book, The Cruel Prince, Anne with an E, Spider Man.

2. have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? if so, who? Nope

3. list your fandoms and one character from each that you identify with: AnnE (Anne), Marauders (Peter+Regulus), The Cruel Prince (Jude), MPL (Luna), Psych (Shawn).

4. do you like your name? is there another name you think would fit you better? I like my name, but maybe Angelina.

5. do you think of yourself as a human being or a human doing? do you identify yourself by the things you do? I consider myself a part of earth, and identify by my emotionally extreme actions.

6. are you religious/spiritual? i consider magic and believe that there is a reason all this exists. i believe in the multiverse.

7. do you care about your ethnicity? i care about my ethnicity's culture, so yeah

8. what musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime? Taylor Swift, Bruno Mars, Meghan Trainor, Robbie Williams, Rachel Platten, Imagine Dragons, Linkin Park.

9. are you an artist? Yup: drawing/painting/animating, dancing, writing.

10. do you have a creed? nope.

11. describe your ideal day. i sleep til abt 9, the sunlight and a good smell of flowers and food wake me up, a loved one comes to my room and talks to me and we go to (warm/lunch-y) breakfast together, we and other 0-2 people i'm close to talk for hours at the table and drink tea, we get dressed and go skating, we come back and eat a warm meal, we paint, dance, talk and listen to music and then we read, we take a nap under the warm afternoon sun, i am left alone and can dance to music or draw or sleep and go to sleep early because i don't feel like i need to make up for lost time.

12. dog person or cat person? i always used to think i'd be a dog person and wished for one my whole life, but since i have one i love him, but realised that i'm a cat person

13. inside or outdoors? if it's warm but no sunscreen and no sweat kinda warm then outside, if it is windy outside, otherwise inside.

14. are you a musician? yup, i play the piano and the trumpet.

15. five most influential books over your lifetime: percy jackson (what mr d said abt science), the cruel prince (poisoning oneself to be immune, (war) strategies, empowering), harry potter (ruled my daydreams for abt 5 yrs now), Das Blaubeerhaus (made me a curious person), the spanish love deception (just an enjoyable read)

16. if you'd grown up in a different environment, do you think you'd have turned out the same? nope, i realised, that as a human, i am easily influenced. the power lies in actively knowing that.

17. would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the "real you"? usually only the side i don't like, not the side i show.

18. what's your patronus? a normal cat, but i feel like it should be a horse, a tiger or a goat

19. which Harry Potter house would you be in? or are you a muggle? i'm a ravenclaww

20. would you rather be in Middle Earth, Narnia, Hogwarts, or somewhere else? HOGWARTS (narnia would be cool too tho, riding around with a sword)

21. do you love easily? maybe, i'm not sure what loving is. if what i do is loving then yes.

22. list the top five things you spend the most time doing, in order. sleeping, in school, listening to music, on my phone, eating.

23. how often would you want to see your family every year? depends on what part of my family.

24. have you ever felt like you had a "mind-meld" with someone? yeah, my ex-bff, sometimes it still hurts.

25. could you live as a hermit? probably easily, but maybe human contact every 2 weeks, it'd be amazing.

26. how would you describe your gender/sexuality? female, bisexual.

27. do you feel like your outside appearance is a fair representation of the "real you"? no, but it wouldn't be able to be shown in one physical appearance.

28. on a scale from 1 to 10, how hard is it for someone to get under your skin? 2 (so easy, i seem dumb)

29. three songs that you connect with right now. Enjoy the silence (Depeche Mode), My Love All Mine (Mitski), Beautiful Life (Ace of Base)

30. pick one of your favorite quotes.

"The scariest moment is always just before you start" ~Stephen King

[foxnonny]

pros of living at home: food, no rent, can focus on school and commission work, mental health support system close by

cons of living at home: hearing my parents argue causes my dumb anxious inner 10 year old lizard brain to rear its ugly head

[dancingazaleas]

𖨆. 07 / all for us

summary: it feels as if god is blessing you personally when levi decides to spare you. but as the day goes on, you can’t help but notice things and ask questions, some of which you didn’t ask.

note: why was this chapter so hard to write

taglist: @voltairelesecond @baelo80 @the-sun-baby @uniquepickle @ascybous @messyhairday-me @stupid-stinky @saturnalya @megumitodoroki @kouyume @quacksonlover81 @gipumar

word count: +3.0k

warnings/notes: cursing, mentions of murder, mentions of drinking and driving, vomiting, mentions of blood, mentions of ocd, the reader is confused

LEVI ackerman knew he wasn't a good person. he knew from the moment he watched his uncle slaughter a man in front of him at the age of eight.

levi knew the moment he killed a man for theft. he knew the moment people would cower before him in highschool when he'd walk through the halls. he knew the moment he was sucking the smoke from a cigarette into his mouth.

he knew the moment he found himself fighting police officers. he knew the moment he was pushed against the hood of a car with his hands cuffed behind his back.

he knew the moment when erwin smith sat down in front of him with no emotion written on his face. the moment when erwin said he knew levi had done it, but he would be defending him either way. the moment when levi disobeyed the oath as he spat out his testimony. the moment the gavel was slammed down along with the verdict of 'not guilty'. the moment he stepped into the sunshine, erwin's hand in his, for the first time in months, knowing damn well he didn't deserve it.

but levi didn't care, he never did. the world he was born into was cruel. he had to fight for his place at the top, for his food, for his clothes, for everything. if no one cared about him, then why should he care for others.

but as he stares down at you trembling from fear on the floor, he can't help but think that he's incorrect.

"please don't hurt me again," you plead in a whisper, tilting your head to the floor.

levi only sighs, walking in and shutting the door behind him. he crouches in front of you, hand now awkwardly stroking your head.

"what happened," he asks, and it's something that comes as a shock to you. you were slightly prepared for a beating.

you snap your head up to look at him in shock.

"what have you got in your hands," he points at the scrapbook held to your chest.

"oh!" you fumble to show him, "i saw this earlier... i wanted to look but i didn't think you'd allowed me. i'm sorry, please don't hurt me."

"i would've let you, i barely look at this thing anymore. can you tell me what happened now," he scoffs at the front cover of the scrapbook.

"when i was going to put it back, a book on the shelf fell. then another book on the top shelf fell off, so i used the lower shelves as a ladder. as you can see, it didn't work," you look ashamed while you gesturing towards the shelf.

he just huffs, "go sit on the couch. we can look through that book after i clean."

you obey and watch levi heft the bookshelf back onto its legs. his fists clench as he looks down at the pile of books surrounding his feet.

hastily, levi's picking up the books by the color and placing them back onto the shelf. when he's finished, he takes a step back to look at it. he's unsatisfied, instead more frustrated as he starts to take all of the books off of the second bookshelf he has.

but in the middle of taking the books off the shelf, he twitches and taps the book against the wood five times. he's putting the books back onto the shelf, going back to the other bookshelf and taking all the books off of that.

you stare in absolute bewilderment. the shelves had looked perfect and identical to you, not to mention clean. as he's in the midst of taking the books off the shelf, he taps the book against the wood again.

and with that, he's placing it all back onto the shelf again. he sighs in relief after he's checked everything, finally trotting to you and plopping down next to you on the loveseat.

nervously, you scoot closer to him in order for you both to be able to see the scrapbook. he watches you flip it open past his baby picture, instead turning to the page that showed his mother feeding him.

"that's my mom, kuchel," he gently rubs his finger on the photograph, "think i was around a year at this point."

humming, you flip to the next page. when you realize it's the picture of levi at his mother's funeral, you try to flip the page but levi stops you.

a sigh, he explains, "my mother always had a very weak immune system, according to my uncle. because of where we lived, we both ended up getting deathly ill and we were too weak to get any help. i had to watch her die and wait for someone to come check up on us."

"i'm assuming it was your uncle," you tilt your head.

"it was. he took me in afterwards, gave me food and a shower. he even taught me how to hold a knife and how to fight for future reference. he had some work to do while i would fight for food."

you point to the one of levi standing in front of a building. to which he replies with, "first day of kindergarten. my mother was still alive back then so she decided to take the picture."

he turns the page for you, a relieved look in his eyes at he stares at the next photograph. it's a picture of levi, in high school, wearing a tux while standing next to another man with a bubbly girl holding onto levi as she holds up a peace sign.

the boy, who's also wearing a tux, has ice blue eyes and wavy dirty blonde hair that obviously hasn't been styled. he's got a gentle smile on his face while he looks at both the girl and levi, someone who levi was obviously fond of.

the girl has dark red hair in low and loose ponytails with freckles painting her tan cheeks. her eyes shine an emerald green along with her pearly white teeth.

"that's... isabel and farlan. met them in 8th grade, and we were at junior prom in this. farlan took me as his date while isabel went stag. i'm glad i still have this picture."

you resist the urge to fight back the joke of his type in men, instead asking, "are you not friends anymore?"

levi stays quiet for a moment, "they died in a horrible car crash a month later. some asshole decided to drink and drive while driving a semi. rear ended them at 45 miles per hour and killed them on impact. isabel was slouching in her seat and farlan was hunched over the wheel apparently. it was gruesome."

"i.... i'm so sorry," you reluctantly touch his arm.

he waves his free hand up and down in dismissal, despite hurt he actually was, "it's fine. happened years ago."

he turns the next page in order to distract himself from the sheer awkwardness that bathes the room. the next picture is of him, around the age of 24, standing in the sunlight while he smiles softly to the sky.

"erwin was my attorney, before he became a prosecutor, when i went to jail. he proved me not guilty and this was the picture he managed to take of me right after we left the courthouse. it was the first time i'd seen the sun without handcuffs on in months," he huffs with slight annoyance at the memory, something that surprises you just a bit.

"why'd you get arrested?"

"nothing you need to worry about," telling you would only make you fear him more. and that would be a pain to deal with.

the next page after is blank, along with the rest that follow.

"i stopped because i thought it was stupid," he crosses his arms, nudging the back of the scrapbook with his knee.

"i don't think it's stupid," you shake your head, fingertips gently tracing the grainy and textured paper.

"why's that?"

"well," you smile a bit while your mind wonders to the scrapbook pieck made you one year for your birthday, "it shows you the good memories that you might've missed as the time passed. reminds you that there's something in every little small day. it helps you keep the memory alive, even if some of it is upsetting, and i think it shows how much you've changed as a person."

levi stares at you, slightly flustered at your words as you relook at the photographs with gentle hands.

he stands up, "i just remembered the tea." ah, a sound excuse. if only levi had made tea.

you watch as he seems to rush out of the room, something you shrug off while gently putting the scrapbook on levi's desk and laying back down on the couch. you play another movie on the television that hangs on the wall, perking up when levi walks back into the room with a tray. it holds finger sandwiches and some lettuce mixed with some fruit in a small bowl along with tea. cracked sunflower seeds sit on a small plate on the side, and you feel yourself droll when you realize at there's cheese, lettuce, and ham on your sandwich.

levi places it on your lap, simply nodding at your kind, "thank you, levi."

he doesn't answer and just goes back to his desk, while you chew quietly.

it stays that way until erwin comes home.

————

it isn't until your eyes are fluttering open that you realize you've fallen asleep. you flinch at the sight of erwin's face close to your's, but slowly relax when he pulls away.

"i'm sorry, i didn't think my kiss would wake you," he places a loving hand on your head.

"'s fine, probably needed to get up anyway," you reply groggily while rubbing an eye, "how long have i been asleep for?"

"levi said since a little bit after lunch. it's only three o'clock at the moment," he sits on the edge of the couch, smiling at how you shuffle to accommodate him.

"sandwiches must've been tasty.... did you just get off work," you sigh and snuggle up under the thin blanket that's been laid on top of you while you were sleeping.

erwin lays his large hand on your cheek, which has you tense for just a moment and then relaxing.

"i got off a little while ago but i needed to run errands," a thumb strokes at the apple of your cheek, something that you disgustingly find comfort in.

"where did levi go?"

"went to make himself some tea," he chuckles with a shake of his head, "he claimed that he felt withdrawals."

you shake your head while laughing, "i doubt he said that. how was work?"

"i guess i can say it was adequate. i missed you and levi the whole day, but would often get distracted by my clients and their necessities. i'm dealing with a kidnapping case at the moment. a girl around your age named ymir was recently found by her girlfriend, historia. i can't say anything more," he pulls his hand away from you and uses it to pinch the bridge of his nose.

you feel yourself get the chills.

he's.... working on a kidnapping case.

he's prosecuting.... a kidnapper.

he's punishing someone who's doing the same thing as him. someone who took away a girl and kept her trapped for months. god knows what the man did to the girl.

and here you are, letting erwin hold your cheek and looking through an old photo album with levi.

you feel sick to your stomach, shooting up while slapping a hand to your mouth and grabbing at her's shirt.

"i'm gonna throw up," you barely are able to speak without the feeling of your food coming out of your stomach.

startled, erwin stares, "what?"

"can... need a can," you gag and lean over the edge of the couch.

erwin gets up when he realizes just what it is you're asking for, rushing across the room only for you to spill your guts out onto the floor.

it's been forever since you've thrown up, minus when levi kicked your stomach, and it has your whole body shaking. the intensity of it all has your nose dripping with blood and tears falling from your eyes, forcing you to seal your eyes closed.

"what happened here," levi sounds scared as he stands in the doorway, but before erwin can even finish his sentence levi is slamming the door behind him while he storms out.

erwin sighs with frustration, helping you scoot down the couch so he can place the trash can in front of you without the bottom being dirtied. with shaky hands, erwin's pulling all of your hair out of your face while you sob and gag into the trash.

it's ten more minutes before you're able to lay back down. blood and tears stain your face and you dazedly stare up at the ceiling.

"i'll be back with a towel and some water, levi will be back soon with an avalanche of cleaning products," erwin reassurances while he stumbles out of the door.

just as erwin leaves, levi enters. he's got a mask that covers his nose and mouth and rubber gloves that match with his cleaning apron. he's carrying a sponge, some spray, a towel, a broom/dustpan, along with some breath mints.

levi squats on all fours, scrubbing at the floor aggressively as he rides the room of the stench and the stain.

"s... sorry," you croak and levi grimaces.

he ignores you in order to keep scrubbing at the floor just as erwin rushes in with a warm towel and some water. he wipes off your blood, tears, and the mouth to rid you of your vomit. you look at him dazedly as he helps you drink the water he's given you.

levi passes a few breath mints to you when you're done drinking the water, which you eagerly take. you plop them into your mouth, sighing as you rest back against the couch cushions.

"take her to her room," levi orders erwin while spraying the spray onto the floor and couch.

erwin does so in silence, carefully carrying you to your room and laying you on the bed.

"levi won't hurt me will he...? please tell me he won't," you grit your teeth while holding onto erwin's shirt sleeve, tears welling up in your eyes.

"no, he won't. he's just scared," erwin grabs the hand on his sleeve and holds it in his own.

"of what?"

"uncleanliness. a while after he started living with me, i took him to a psychiatrist as i had noticed strange behaviors. he ended up getting diagnosed with ocd, and the psychiatrist thought it had to do with his upbringing in poverty. if things aren't a certain way or clean enough, it causes him to spiral," erwin explains carefully, trying to find the correct words and meanings as he speaks.

"doesn't that... give him more of a reason to hurt me...?" you squeeze his hand tightly and pulling it closer to you in fear.

"it doesn't. why are you insistent at how levi might hurt you," he bunches his eyebrows up in concern while scooting closer to you.

"he's done it so many times before... remember? if i say the wrong thing... i'll get slapped. if i make a mistake, he'll beat me.. i just don't want to hurt anymore," you sob hysterically, bringing your free hand up to your face to cover your eyes.

erwin stares in bewilderment. he hadn't realized just how much levi's beatings effected you. of course, they were supposed to affect you in some way, but not enough where you were terrified of making a wrong move.

"he won't hurt you unless you've deserved it, and you've done nothing in a while. he loves you," erwin stroked his thumb across your skin.

you raise your hand from your eyes to stare at him, heat swarming your face, "he does? he doesn't act like it.."

"of course he loves you," erwin smiles, "i love you as well. we'd never hurt you unless given a reason."

something about his sentence makes your head throb in pain. maybe it was the secret confusion that lingered in your head. they said they loved you, even though they kidnapped you and beat you half to death. but then again, they did provide you with things you'd mentioned to them before in order to keep you happy. they even bought a grand piano for you.

it has your heart speeding up and your body hot, bashfully looking to the side.

you loved them back didn't you? they'd treated you with such care, hadn't they? bathing you, feeding you, dressing you, and even visiting you. anytime they were around you, your heart would speed up and you'd get a weird feeling in your stomach.

that meant love, did it not?

subconsciously, you furrow your eyes and grit your teeth. they didn't love you. they were just crazy.

well, maybe they weren't crazy, maybe just misled. you've yet to learn about erwin's past, but based on the way he acts, you assume that it might be a sensitive topic. that had to be the only logical solution, right?

but if they weren't crazy, they'd let you outside, right?

but then again, the outside world could be dangerous at times. when you went outside last time, you did get scuffed and bruised because of the concrete. maybe they just wanted to protect you? that had to be it.

you open your mouth to reply, but the sound of your door opening and closing has you slamming it shut.

"she's still crying," levi asks while walking closer, frowning at how you grip erwin's hand tighter.

"it's best if i let you and her speak about it," erwin says sadly, letting go of your hand and making his way to the door, "alone."

you gulp as soon as erwin shuts the door behind him, staring at levi anxiously. he plops himself next to your body, just like erwin did before.

"please don't hurt me..."

sighing, he lays himself down next to you and pulls you close to him.

"i'm not going to hurt you," he pulls your head into his chest and wraps his arms around you, "not unless you deserve it."

"but...," you quiver, "you were so angry earlier."

"i wasn't angry. i was just... nervous, i guess. and it wasn't at you, or because of you, it was at the mess."

a silence floods the room as you relax in levi's embrace, heat once again spreading to your cheeks.

"what made you puke? i know lunch wasn't that bad," levi grumbles while rubbing your back, arm slightly stiff.

"erwin... was telling me about his case. the one about the girl getting kidnapped...," you tense up again while levi sighs.

"why would he tell you that? i swear he's gonna end up shooting himself in the foot one day," he shakes his head, "you're not like that girl."

"how so..."

"we did it because we love you, not because we wanted to use your body," he scoffs, "surprised you think of us that lowly."

"n-no! i-i don't," you exclaim.

"i know, i'm just teasing. but don't doubt us like that. we want to love you and care for you, not use you," you trace your finger in a circle at levi's sentence, embarrassment washing over you like a wave.

"you love me?"

"yeah, wouldn't do what i did otherwise."

"i think..." you furrow your eyebrows, unaware of the slightly shocked expression of levi, "i think i love you too..."

[b0osblog]

Dialogue Prompts

Hey guys! I noticed a couple of other writers on tumblr doing this and I thought it would be a good way to start to think more creatively about my writing and get my into gear for this story I’m planning out. These are a combination of self thought and ideas taken from the internet. If you want you can reblog (I don’t think these are that good. but if you like them feel free to use them) This will be for any of thr following fandoms as I know them quite well:

- Modern warfare/CoD

- Harry Potter

- Marble hornets (non-romantic only)

- Castlevania

- The Witcher

- How To Train Your Dragon

I hope you enjoy this and having a good day/night!

Guidelines-

-send a scenario with any dialogue prompts and your favored ship

-I'm okay with most ships within these groups, if I am not comfortable, I'll try to do a compromise if possible or let you know if not.

-I am not doing explicit nsfw, but I can do some slightly spicy, but I am not comfortable going into deep detail or detailing a nsfw scene

Dialogue prompts-

1. "I saw everything in your eyes. The future and the past rolled into one. Do you think we could make it a reality?"

2. "I don't know what to say. I've just met you and already I feel like I've known you for years."

3. "What am I supposed to do?! I'm stuck here with a bone head like you who doesn't know what they are doing!" "Thats what you think."

4. "I don't think of you as protection more of a distraction" or "I don't see you as a distraction more of a protector."

5. "knock, knock." "Who's there? OW! You punched me in the face?!" "What? It seemed like a good idea at the time."

6. "Do you know who I am?" "Yep, just don't care."

7. "It's so late...you should rest." "one more piece to edit and I'll be with you." "I want cuddles though."

8. "I love you is over used." "Well then, you are the best thing to ever happen to me and I don't know what I would do without you."

9. "It's an awful idea to keep it as a pet!"

10. "Well I can scratch that off my bucket list." "Who puts getting arrested on their bucket list?!"

11. "Correct me if I'm wrong... but you didn't have wings yesterday, did you?"

12. "I want you to remember that you deserve this."

13. "Now look what you've done! You've ruined my suit! You can't just go around yanking on shirts and suits! It's not polite."

14. "It's a nice night tonight, what would you wish for  if you saw a shooting star?"

15. "You look so unapproachable..." "Yet here you are."

16. "You're drunk aren't you?"

17. "Gah! Why are you so cold!"

18. "Please don't shut me out! You just let me into your lonely world!"

19. "Bow before me!" "...Nah."

20. "Is that My shirt?" "No..."

21. "Stop waking me up in the middle of the night, I have work ya know?"

22. "Any shorter and you'd probably fade out of existence."

23. "I always had this feeling....Like I was something more than this..."

24. "I want to show you something."

25. "What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic." "Apparently so..."

26. "Your voice is heaven.... Could... you sing me to me?"

27. "Good-" "Don't finish that sentence. It is not good. Today is not good."

28. "Why do you keep a stuffed toy in your desk?"

29. "You look so fucking hot in that outfit. If it weren't so crowded in here, I'd let you fuck me so hard."

30. "Uhhh...Do I want to know? or is better to be left clueless as to what I just saw?"

31. "Are you even listening?" "To be honest. I'm choosing not to listen."

32. "I've never seen someone tie their shoes so angrily."

33. "Oh so you think I'm cute when I'm angry? Well I'm about to get gorgeous!"

34. "Another nightmare? Come on, you can snuggle up to me, I know it calms you down."

35. "I've told you. I've become immune to those puppy-dog eyes."

36. "I may have accidentally adopted 3 {insert pet of choice}"

37. "Why are there post-it notes everywhere?! I just cleaned the last lot up!"

38. "Are you okay? You've been acting strange lately."

39. "Soulmate?! S/he ripped your heart out and stomped all over it expecting you to pick the pieces up and be fine."

40. "You said you knew how to drive this thing!"

41. "Who says I'm not good at dancing? I love dancing!" "Who knew someone could be so salty at their own birthday party."

42. "When you said you were done I thought that was the end for us."

[mariska]

dude. idk how relatable this is as a Digitized Thought cus idk if its something other people see on tv as often as i do or if it doesnt air in other regions etc etc but as someone with graves disease that i've been struggling to maintain serious symptoms of for almost 10 years now alongside other co-morbid diseases and health problems. it is so ridiculously panic inducing to see those psa ads that air at least once per hour and a half some days/nights where it literally just says "if you have graves disease theres a FIFTY PERCENT CHANCE you're going to develop a horrible additional eye disease and your eyeballs are going to feel like sunburned lava for the rest of your miserable life!!! heres a bunch of dramatic slow-mo shots of people with your disease having super bloodshot eyes and exhausted expressions because they have the eye disease and you're probably gonna have it too so count your days!!! also google our site or whatever no we arent going to give you any actual helpful information in this ad we just wanted you to know how much this shit sucks lol. anyways bye"

like!?!?!? i know by life experience and the reactions of people around me over the years that i'm definitely not in the majority of popular opinions when it comes to any psa ads in general (i also struggle with serious panic inducing paranoia often that is almost always triggered by a fear or worry or bad possibility being presented to me without an immediate clear and understandable resolution to that problem) because i am very very afraid of like 90% of them but. it just feels extra cruel to do that on a platform where i as a viewer have so little control over whether or not that very real disease progression that probably will affect me sometime soon in my life is just thrown in my face when i'm trying to do anything with a tv on somewhere. i understand that information about under-researched diseases and auto-immune diseases and symptoms is vital for many people but the reason i understand that is because *i* am one of those people???? i have to think and worry and problem solve about these symptoms every minute of my life and i am not rich, i don't come from a rich family, most of my diseases began progressing into dangerous symptoms when i was a literal child before i had even turned 18 and there is no proper health care system in place in the country i do not have any resources or ability to leave probably ever. like. man. i'm just exhausted of having to see it all the time. with all the personal data the internet steals about me 24/7 you'd think i could maybe get a break from being reminded that i was born a bit too early to get all of the hypothetical treatment i'd need to live a long and fulfilling life with genetic diseases in between bumpers on comedy central at like 9 pm.

anyways. once again i know this is a niche thing to ramble about, apologies for the random block of text out of nowhere, i'm just so stressed about it because it just happened again a little while ago and the painful eye symptoms have always been one of the worst graves disease things i've had to just live with since i was a teenager. i woke up with weird severe pain on my eyeball this morning, not the lid or like a stye or pink eye, like as if someone strained my literal eyeball muscles somehow, and it came back really bad again right when that stupid ad popped up on tv before i took my night medications and it just felt like such a gut punch for no reason. now i'm all paranoid again that It's Happening and im at The Beginning Of The End Of Having Sight In Both Eyes and there was no reason for me to be sent into an anxiety spiral about it.