#IK IN THAT MOMENT SHE WAS LIKE I HATE THAT I'M FORCED TO WORK THIS JOB I NEED THAT MILLION DOLLAR CASH PRIZE NOW

[reanimatedgh0ul]

how valerie felt being forced to work on the clock while everyone else outside the nasty burger was trying to catch danny bc of the million dollar bounty

[caliburn-the-sword]

fhh ch47-52

this time i SWEAR i won't forget to include where i got up to. however, i think with the power of sheer force of will, i may complete the book. i WILL be staying up past midnight just to achieve it too. i n e e d to know. unless it puts me through so much struggle i once again need a break

debate on penguins HELP rosorion is literally the cutest. relationship goals

love how rosalind and celia went to bed fighting and woke up teasing one another. true siblings fr

how is alisa concerned for the state of rosalind's driving. as if she didn't run over a fence. like yes it was in smoke but STILL rosalind commented on her lack of driving experience. i love how they mutually think the other sucks at driving

YAY WE'RE SEEING ROMA AND JULIETTE AGAIN

alisa is so damn clever. i am however also concerned she is gonna be caught by lady hong's forces and used as bait. however i doubt lady hong grasps alisa's importance to the rest of the group

YESSSS ROSALIND AND ORION ARE PLAYING AT MARRIED COUPLE AGAIN LIFE IS GOOD

alisa if you didn't think you'd get this far WHY would you yeet yourself into lady hong's truck ;-; that's not very greatly thought out

okay i'm probably WAY overanalysing here but i remembered apples having some significant symbolism in chinese culture because we have it every new year. my dumbass assumed it was longevity like practically everything we eat at new year symbolises but i looked it up to double check and it actually represents safety. funny little easter egg miss chloe potentially dropped with rosalind buying those while hiding out at the hotel fksdjfsn

BENEDIKT

ik that we were all theorising that lourens was connected to this all but ARE YOU SERIOUS HE WORKED ON ORION FASKDJFS. everything is connected~

MARS I LOVE HIM YAY HE'S BACK I MISSED HIM

nothing more romantic than a couple fighting <3

i love how lourens is just straight up connected to every single crazy experiment in all of europe and asia. like goddamn this man is on the grind. working day and night putting his blood sweat and tears into developing every kind of supersoldier, multiple forms of mind control etc etc. this guy never rests

JULIETTE MY BELOVED. yk shit's wrong when SHE'S gotta be the reasonable one and stop rosalind from mauling a man to death

ROSORION REUNION HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK I AM CRYING TEARS WHETHER THEY ARE OF JOY OR OF DESPAIR OR BOTH IS UP TO YOU

juliette is incorrect i absolutely need a mars/orion friendship immediately

omfg i'm glad alisa is safe

lourens is such a chad istg he shows up, cures orion, takes it upon himself to nap on roma's couch. what an icon. what a legend. he IS the moment

i take ALL of that back WTF DO YOU MEAN ROSALIND IS GONNA DIE SOON

"Orion was willing to argue with a literal rock if he suspected it had insulted her in some manner." i am melting into a puddle of jelly. i need me a man like this

couples that hate a random old man together stay together~

NO FUCKING WAY ORION AND MARSHALL HAD A FLING ASKJCNAJAN

mars is so right because jealous benedikt IS adorable

JULIETTE POV it's been so long my beloved <3

anyway it's ice cream time bitches i finish this once i've had icecream. or maybe when i wake up idfk. i don't want this to be OVER but i NEED to know how it ends. this is the real violent end fr

[mayday-jd]

that was the main plot now for the b-plot babyyy

summary: marshall and gary go to marshall's mom's blood drive and charity ball

nothing too exciting right?? WRONG. now let's get into it 😁

so in 'the winter king' (ep6) marshall gets the lemongrabs to visit the bakery gary works at so they could make his dream of opening his very own bakery happen which does not happen but dw it's ok for gary that is

because marshall had to call in a favor from his mom that he's not on speaking terms with to get those two karens to drop by, he now has to repay that favor by coming back into his mom's life now ain't that wonderful?? absolutely not she's awful.

now before I get on my hana abadeer hate train I just wanna point out this little moment I found cute and kinda funny marshall's like an embarrassed kid whose parent is talking to their crush

"the little baker boy" and ik they don't talk at all but shh let me enjoy this moment before talking about my boy suffering

alr the quiet before the storm is over now let's make this bitch rain with angst and tears

the moment marshall walks in hana doesn't even greet him she makes a comment about his outfit and how "that's what you're wearing?" when they literally haven't seen each other for golb knows how long

marshall makes it abundantly clear that he does not want to be here he even tells gary directly that this kind of ball (that he's probably been to lots of time) sucks, the people here suck too but he wants gary to enjoy himself, to do some networking and get his dream to come true since the last attempt didn't work

and gary does hit it off with someone at the party who's willing to invest in his bakery and that's what marshall wants even if it means his own dream of becoming a rock star and his independence, his free will are taken away from him

now hana abadeer is like the worst mom that woman is awful and truly does not care for what her child wants or how he's uncomfortable in the environment she puts him in

seeing marshall willingly put up with her is heartbreaking he's a fucking adult he shouldn't have to deal with her bullshit

"We've all humored you long enough, but you're not a rock star."

what say do you have on his dreams, what he wants to do in life?? 🤨

and remember the lemongrabs?? that favor marshall had to call in with his mom to get them to come to the bakery?? yeah no she frames it as the lemongrabs reuniting her with her son like it was noble of them to help guide marshall back "home"

"I'm so happy our little artiste is finally ready to get serious and join the family business. Isn't that right, marshall? You owe me.."

"We can forgive youthful mistakes, and years, and years of embarrassing decisions. Can't we everyone? Baby, tell the people how grateful you are."

she frames marshall's person, his dream and his passion for music as a fun trait about her son or him just having a rebellious phase also forcing him to do smth he doesn't want to do which is joining the family business because that's a "serious" job unlike music

she brings the attention of everyone in the room for her grand speech about marshall joining the family business and putting him on blast for leaving her to persue his passion while positioning herself close to him with her arm wrapped around his shoulder which has got to feel very much like being trapped or backed into a corner as she stares expectantly at him to say what she wants him to say

she's babying him, not recognizing that he's his own person a fucking adult and calling his escape from her bad home environment she put him thru nothing but "years and years of embarrassing decisions"

[kreidewaltz]

top of the castle | t.k.

pairing. tsukishima kei x f!reader

about. your only goal is to be on top of everything. every change he gets, he pushes your buttons and does things that stirs something inside you. it's totally not your heart beating wild in your chest.

word count. 6.3k (this is my baby)

genre & warnings. fluff. angst. swearing. sky castle and highschool au. lots of swearing. happy ending. parents are kind of a jerk. subtle pining. enemies to lovers. bestfriend!kuroo. film major!tsukishima and y/n.

author's note. ik i posted this super late but here it is!! this is part of the promptly yours collab by issy :D ty for being understanding kisses you !? this is my first time writing an e2l go easy on me pls :( quick overview: sky castle is a neighborhood for the rich, and they do everything to be ahead of the other families! big thank you to @rintsuru for beta-ing this mwah i'll edit some stuff here tomo :') reblogs & feedbacks are appreciated ty <3

part of the promptly yours collab ✪

“during the dinner, entertain the guests, and kaa-san will be proud of you.” your mom says whilst brushing your hair multiple times. she sends you a threatening smile in the mirror which forms annoyance in your mind, yet a fake smile ghosts your lips. you clench your fist on your pockets, fingernails digging hard into your palms. last night she came to your door, unannounced, and mentioned that she’ll be having a private party after sending your applications to SNU Medical School.

“time to relax after working hard, a reward too for the parents.” you recall her saying, while running her fingers on your head before she shuts the door. the excitement evident in her movements when you hear the repetitive clicks of her heels. you play with the hem of your pajamas as you mimic your mother’s voice in distress, huffing after while you cross your arms on your chest. if she sees you roll your eyes or heave a disappointing sigh, expect a lecture about manners that'll go on for a few minutes.

when you entered middle school, she started to be strict and always repeated that you’re “only going to be successful when you’re on the top of the castle”. the metaphor she often forces in your mind—enjoying your success and growing money. watching other people force their way to the entrance, but this is where her persona morphs into something sickly sweet. she uses her shit ton of money to compromise, and those people leave as if they never disturbed your castle. in her eyes, you’re the embodiment of an independent, hardworking, and stepping on others kind of student which is something you want to erase.

“sit straight, act interested, act modest—”

“bring down the rivals, except kuroo.” you cut your mother off while a subtle smirk appears on your face, running your makeup brush on your powder blush before putting it to your cheeks. she stops for a moment, the silence makes your palms sweat on your school blazer, but relief washes over you when she murmurs okay, good. the moment is interrupted when your dad screams on the other side, assuming that he’s finding her and checking the table set-up for approval. she gives your shoulder a harsh squeeze before leaving you alone in your room, looking at yourself in the mirror.

“bring down tsukishima.” raising your brows, you try to keep yourself sane because people saying his name irks you. his stupid voice and looks down on you just because of the height difference. he looks down on you when he’s done harm to you years ago, and to the Hara family. when the school year started, you had no clue that he attended Yongsan School for Seoul. his presence immediately annoys you to your bones and when he talks, you have the urge to tape his mouth and watch him struggle and enjoy that he’s suffering. when he enters the room, you almost stand up from your seat and protest but you keep your lips shut. attempting to bottle your resentment and continue with the basic introductions and orientations for the school year.

what he did in middle school is the main factor why you resent him.

-

“your highness!” he yells as soon as you enter the classroom, sending tsukishima a sarcastic smile before you sit comfortably. you try your best to not be grumpy at eight in the morning. good thing that the teacher isn’t here, or you’re in for another lecture about that you should get along and be humble with your classmates.

lame lame lame.

“yeah, i’m a princess hm!” you point a finger at him while you put on a grumpy expression before putting your hands on your waist. huffing a few seconds later, you look through your bag and prepare your cute notebook and pencil. you begin to check the schedule for the day on the first page before reviewing the past few lessons, skimming it with attention that you mentally practice yourself, and clench both of your fists in excitement when you got the right answer. you cross your legs while checking your notes, eager to start the day because you're feeling productive, and seeing the stamps of stars on the first page makes you ecstatic.

-

“hara y/n, did you hit tsukishima?” your teacher’s voice is stern which scares you, but what frightens you is your mother hearing about the issue. you fiddle with your fingers as you rub your eyes, desperately trying to hold the tears threatening to fall. you and tsukishima are left alone in the classroom, with the teacher sitting across from you. the beautiful sunset view from the window is giving you temporary solace, releasing a sigh before answering.

“no, sensei! he- he hit me!” your voice unintentionally going higher, not realizing that you’re getting defensive. you stand from your chair and stare at him, fuming with anger when you see the smirk forming on his face. the teacher sighs in disappointment since he knows you’re one of the top students this year. your attendance streak is all green, never missing a day. what they don’tknow is how your mother forces you to always go to school no matter what happens, that school is the only path to success.

i hate tsukishima, hmph.

“she did, sensei. you saw her holding the book.” your patience is on thin ice because he has the audacity to lie in front of the teacher when he knows he did it. he slaps the book against the back of your desk and you feel the impact on your shoulders, resulting in a high pitched scream and break the momentum of your classmates writing and your teacher narrowed his eyes at you, shaking his head in displeasure before writing on the blackboard. then you hastily grab the book he's holding and about to throw it on his desk but gasps echo on the room. from their perspective, you're about to hit tsukishima with his book while he's looking across, focused on the discussion that's interrupted.

"you hit me with the book!" frustration slowly seeping out while you bounce on your desk angrily. your pigtails get tangled which fuels your irritation. life likes bad boys, you thought while mocking him by copying his expressions, forgetting for a moment that your teacher is watching you make faces on your own. tsukishima waves his hand, fisting his other hand to put it in the pocket of his purple jacket. the loud bell rings and ends the discussion, and you sulk on your seat while he prepares his things. your teacher walks out of the classroom to call your mom, you assume, because of the way he takes a glimpse at you while holding his phone to his ear.

i don't want to go home.

-

“i didn’t do it!” you keep repeating the same sentence as you set a foot in the house. your small hands clutch the strap of your backpack tight, agitated on what she’ll have to say on what happened. your teacher called your mom and had a quick discussion while you bowed to your mom before going home. the awkward silence caused you to grab your backpack and stand behind her, looking down on your shoes to distract yourself. when the both of you entered the car, she didn’t spare you a glance, even on the rearview mirror. the good thing is your favorite song is playing which soothes your worries temporarily. but the car ride was mentally exhausting and your nervousness kept boiling in your chest.

-

"the one time life is well! and you had to do that." sitting on the edge of your bed, disappointment and frustration join forces in your head while you clench your fist tight. tears trail down your cheeks freely and you have to grip your shorts so you wouldn't explode. hearing her sigh loudly makes you look at your hands to distract yourself from thinking while you sniffle quietly to yourself because your mom tells you to mask your true feelings with other people.

"i'm your princess! i didn't do it!" bouncing on your bed to defend yourself while she doesn’t say anything. she goes to your study table and grabs some of your books and pens. you looked at her in distress, tears forming in your eyes, since your mom's punishments are something you avoid if you have the chance.

-

“ah long time no see! come in!” your mom cheerfully greets when you see the Oikawa family entering the house, bowing down in respect with a sickly sweet smile plastered on your face. he acts like a prince charming when he bows, trying to charm your mother. she acts as if she’s swooned by his alluring smile before she rushes the family to enter the extravagant room, eyeing oikawa while he fixes the buttons of his school blazer. you and oikawa had a while you’re flipping the pendant of your necklace, the loud banter on the stairs a few meters away gets your attention.

“oh! kuroo looks dashing as usual!” she clasps her hands together, the gold rings on her fingers clashing and creating light noises which only you could hear. after they pick up on your mother’s voice, kuroo abruptly stops arguing and casually puts his right hand in his pocket. his mother gives you a soft wave and pecks your mother on the cheeks. you’re not in europe. the thought comes to mind while they chit chat. his father comes to the dining table, leaving you with kuroo for a few minutes. you extend your other leg in the front, putting your hands on your waist, and when you catch his monotone gaze. kuroo looks to the side while the tip of his ears slowly become red.

“ah! i’m glad our parents are okay.” you whisper in front of him while you pat your cheeks and put on your serious expression because your mother always tells you to act elegant when there are guests. a sympathetic smile appears on his lips, knowing why you changed your face in seconds—because you have a reputation to hold.

“mhm, okay talk to you later.” he says before lightly bumping your shoulder with his fist which you return with the same force while a smile dances on your balmed lips. the both of you don’t notice his mom’s gaze softening because of your brief chat.

“yuuji! you should’ve brought your vest!” your mom giggles when she hears the voice of the Terushima family. her covers her mouth with her hand (also her way of showing off her accessories). his mom’s voice is pretty loud so you hear her clearly when they’re on the stairs. a childish whine leaves his lips while his almond eyes begin twinkling in excitement seeing the grand decoration on the entrance. “oh hi y/n! pardon me, and yuuji.” his mom is always enthusiastic and humble.

you raise a brow when you notice the piercing on terushima’s ears. “you pierced?” you point a finger at his ear before the smirk on his face grows, knowing that you’re not allowed to get pierced or tattooed under your parent’s household.

“yeah, you want one?” he leans in with a teasing smirk on his face and slowly licks his bottom lip, and you get a glimpse of his tongue piercing. a tsk leaves your lips before you push him away with your clenched hands. your mom intrudes in your conversation and pulls you to her chest. your mom’s thoughts about you not listening to her and actually getting piercings are running like a hamster on a wheel. his mom covers her face with the palm of her hand, thinking that she won’t get used to terushima bragging about his piercings and possibly influencing his friends to get one. your mom giggles about him and repeatedly pats his back, escorting the Terushimas to their seats at the table—a long and wide one she bought for this day, and a few hours later, the cleaners will struggle to put the furniture back on the basement.

“ah n/n! wait for tsukishima, alright?”

your mom waves her fingers with a smile plastered on her face, leaving the entrance in your hands. going rebel sounds intriguing but you decided to go against it. you intertwine your fingers together and put them behind your back, walking around back and forth along with an occasional twirl because the black skirt whirling is satisfying for your eyes. annoyance bubbles in your chest when she mentions his name, and the fact you’ll escort them all the way to their seats at the table. relief courses through you when she picks their seats further away from your vision.

good, i can’t stand his golden eyes at—

-

“dear y/n, always elegant like her mother!” your dad mentions while the food is being served. the maids delicately hold the plates even though the appetizer only consists of green leaves, a drizzle of oil and other vegetables mixed in. a confident smile comes to your face while the boys giggle along with their parents, knowing that they nudge their waist to go with the flow and attempt to be your parents’ right hand and be their disciple. kuroo kicks your feet under the table while a subtle smirk on his face, and before you could misunderstand his intentions, he eyes the other parents then quickly rolls his eyes after. the clanking of the plates and forks begin to ring your ears and you immediately connect the clues on what he likes to say.

look at them, trying to get on your parents’ side.

you lightly slap his knee with your foot to get his attention, and you successfully do so while not realizing that about to take a bite of the vegetables. while kuroo thinks about embarrassing himself, again, despite that your parents and the other boys are lost in their own conversations, you take a big bite of everything that’s on the plate, not noticing your mom’s stern gaze on your figure. when he’s finished fixing his hair, he raises his brow while you cross your arms over your chest, nodding in defeat while rubbing your forehead, mimicking those disappointed adults you’ve seen in dramas. he covers his mouth while his eyes crinkle, controlling the laugh he desperately wants to let out. you massage your shoulder for a moment because it’s getting uncomfortable but you have to keep your act—act like you have your shit together in front of the guests.

“oh! oikawa-kun, how’s the japanese lit for you?” initiating a conversation between your rivals while the parents reacted quietly to themselves, as if they’re going to witness harsh exchange with words until emotions overtake your head. this is the sky castle, you think while straightening your posture, satisfied when you get a glimpse of him jolting on his seat before putting on his charming facade and entertaining your question.

“easy peasy! bet i’ll get a perfect score.” he runs his hand through his hair, fixing his school blazer and acts mighty with the other people around.

terushima begins to tease him by making faces to push oikawa’s buttons, and you tap your mouth with the tissue before dropping the bomb and witness his face morph to dread. “you know that i check the papers too, right? you’ve got three mistakes already.” bring down people so you can walk forward, you think while oikawa’s eyes are large like the globes you use for geography class. you loosely intertwine your fingers as you press your cheek on your palm. your mom peeks at you, amused, at your actions that she fights the urge because a smile is threatening its way on her deadpanned face since the beginning of the dinner. the other parents whisper to themselves, especially Oikawa’s parents who look at you with distaste occasionally when they talk. the maids are astonished with your attitude since you're a sweetheart, in the time where your mom is out and does her daily shopping to further decorate the house.

as the dinner continues, you're mentally patting yourself on the back for doing a great job to keep your castle undisturbed. you didn't notice the blonde fighting the urge to smirk to himself because it's the first time he witnessed you being brazen. he takes a big sip of the water, stretching his hands and resting it on his back as he catches your eyes which widens his smirk. resulting to strengthen your rage—and the fact that you're enjoying how attractive he looks.

ugh, let's get this over with.

-

“what? never expected me to be on top?” a condescending tone laces your voice as you cross your legs, the exhaustion you carried throughout the dinner is dissipating when you rest your back on the chair. feeling a certain pair of golden eyes piercing your soul, you intentionally ignore the sweating of your palms and curl your toes inside your shoes because you keep moving as long as you feel his eyes focused on you. the sassy persona you’ve worked hard lasting long is crumbling, as if tsukishima is taking his time to disassemble the pieces.

“finally we’re away.” terushima whispers to no one before running his fingers on his hair. all of your parents settled on the tea room as your mom calls it to chit chat and relax for a few hours and you know she'll subtly brag about your achievements in school and the furniture around the house that are only available to the rich she quotes.

"away from our parents who force their dreams to us? hell yeah." oikawa added before stretching his neck, the table erupting into laughter because what he said is the truth.

"hey! too mean." narrowing your eyes at him and seconds later you realized how contradicting you are. you scold the brown haired for being mean (when he only said the truth) yet you call oikawa earlier on the dinner for having three mistakes on the test of film studies. the silence stopped you from saying something further so you sit back, looking at the lights and decorations hanging on the wall so you won't embarrass yourself further.

we're even i guess, oikawa whispers under his breath before looking at you, his smile not reaching his eyes. you slap your cheeks while you're looking hard at oikawa, not noticing how the blonde plays with his fingers before looking at you, his eyes glimmering of mischief. since tsukishima knows what pushes your buttons and he always uses it to his advantage.

"stop the good girl act. you feel that way too, idiot." he cleans his glasses with his vest while his eyes narrow and look at you. as you look up and stare at him, you’re perplexed seeing him without his glasses and get amazed on how golden his eyes are. while your arms are flat on the table, his words earlier came back crashing on your head. good girl.

“good girl act, huh? why? you want me to be a bad.. bad girl tsukishima-kun?” you retort back quickly, and you’re pleased with your counterattack since hearing low whistles and gasps beside you fueled your ego. you raise your brow with a mocking smile on your lips to taunt tsukishima even more, intentionally ignoring the repetitive beating of your heart. you felt kuroo kicking your ankle under the table but you dodge his kick since you didn’t want to be bombarded by his remarks because you know he’ll never let you forget about this moment.

“and what if i do, princess?” he raises his brow in return, resting his chin on his palm while cocking his head to the side, amused with your response but he wouldn’t let you know that. you’re obviously dumbfounded, hating the way he uses that nickname casually in a conversation. the uneasiness you’re feeling doesn't go away when you feel eyes on you, eagerly waiting on what you’ll have to say. you clear your throat and you’re about to say something when-

“okay! y/n you got ice cream?” terushima jumped in the conversation before the tension rose on the table. at first you’re bummed when he cuts you off suddenly but you’re glad because you’re not going to talk to tsukishima after this. nope, you keep repeating to yourself. you nodded and led the way to the kitchen, slapping your cheeks lightly with your fingers to snap out of it.

-

“y/n, suck it up and do the first move.” kuroo murmurs louder to mortify you before taking a bite of the ice cream from the glass, his smug expression makes you want to punch him right there. you playfully kick his chair while you mindlessly mix the spoon on the glass, the ice cream melting as time ticks by.

“what- i’m not- you jerk!" their eyes fall on you since your voice tends to get loud when you defend yourself, and you forget about that while kuroo annoys you on purpose. you grumble shut up under your breath, cupping your cheeks while a frown takes over your face. you angrily grab the scooper to get more desert, also denying the thoughts running in your mind and shake your head in the process while whispering no, that can't happen!

"you're screwed, my friend." kuroo waves his spoon in front of you and you grit your teeth in annoyance while a frown takes over your face. a part of you wants to give in and admit you’re feeling something for him but you’ll stick on what you’re good at-denying. you pout in defeat and sulk in your seat, your eyes falling on tsukishima sitting in the corner. he’s in his own world, taking a bite of the ice cream and repeatedly tapping his foot on the floor. you assume it’s because of the music he’s listening to because of his tangled earphones put on. when he caught your gaze you turned away a little late meaning he saw you. shame clouded your head and desperately try to distract yourself from him, and look at oikawa acting high and mighty, anything, so you won’t spiral back to your thoughts full of tsukishima.

“the hell!? no i’m fin-” he waves his hands and doesn't listen to your stalling, since he knows you’re doing that to convince yourself and not him. you scowl at him and cross your arms together, chanting to pull it together since you get aggressive when someone’s caught you so you cross your arms together and clench your fists. (you thought you’ll have wrinkles earlier than others because of how much you’re frowning).

“i saw what happened, don’t even.” he cocks his head to tsukishima’s direction with a grin on his face and he knew he conquered victory between the banter. you sent him a sarcastic smile before checking the others chat to themselves and hear the faint laughter of the adults in the other room. your mind starts to imagine what it's’ like to talk to your crush.

no didn’t say that!

“this is fun.” he added, which deepened your scowl and you clearly heard the teasing tone laced on his voice. you roll your eyes playfully while he ruffles your hair, and you’re bummed because you know he is right. don’t pull the bad girl card, he murmurs and twirls the ends of your hair. your thoughts halted when you heard the two words that brought you back to the situation earlier. you hold your breath while stretching your arms straight on the counter, hurriedly thinking of a witty response.

“hey! he looked good…” you closed your eyes quickly then you got a glimpse of tsukishima smirking and the way the nickname, princess, rolled off his tongue is making the tip of your ears faint red and sensitive. where’s the y/n that hates tsukki with all her guts? kuroo whispers and laughs hysterically after which caught the attention of the others. you know he’s teasing you for fun since you two often have light hearted banters. the urge to punch him in the face crosses your mind because there are times he knows and you know he’s right, it’s on you not wanting to admit it. his hand ruffles your hair once again before smoothly interrupting oikawa’s bragging, while your thoughts go on an overdrive in your head.

-

"miss pres! wait for me!" you stopped in your tracks and waited on the right side when you heard akari jogging to you. a dejected pout appears on her lips. she hangs onto your arm and grips it tight, catching her breath because you didn't wait for her outside after the film classes ended.

purposely digging her nails as her payback, because you didn't wait for her outside after the film class ended.

"damn, it's hard being the best friend of the student council president." she says with a defeated tone while fixing her skirt. your face scrunched up in response before walking together on the hallways. akari begins her rambling about the upcoming output your professor mentioned. you tightened your hold on the folders, frightened that the stack of folders will slip out of your hold since fate can be cruel, you muse while pushing the folders close to your chest.

"i can carry folders too, you know." her laughter echoed in the hallway when she saw your reaction! furrowed brows, a pout on your lips before you hesitantly gave half of the folders in her waiting hands. before you could explain what the folders are, you hear her gasp when she sees the title, in bold letters—CLASS 3 FILM STUDIES TEST RESULTS. she overheard you and the professor and learned that you're also checking the papers because professors trust you that much. akari likes seeing you lose your cool in public so she lifts the side of the folder. though it gets exhausting, you endure akari and her antics since despite her teasing she knows her boundaries. she's a good friend because holding the titles student council president, and top student scares away potential friends you could have. students gossiping about your family and status doesn't make things easier. so when she approached you in the library and blunty said you're taking her seat, you're grateful despite interrupting your study session.

it's safe to say that you didn't give each other good first impressions.

"miss pres, faculty room right?" akari's voice breaks your train of thought and wonders how you didn't hit anyone along the way since you take a few turns before seeing the faculty room.

"mhm."

-

“kari! let’s go back! i can convince sensei.” you whine quietly and stomp on your feet, you’re definitely ignoring your heart about to jump out of your chest when you see a glimpse of a blonde in front of the faculty room. after the party you held a few days ago, you didn’t pay attention to him and avoided him at all costs because you’re trying to figure out if feeling something to your rival is a big deal or not. you tighten your hold on the papers, a pout coming to your lips while akari is amused on what’s happening right now. she’s clearly not expecting you to go to the other way and avoid confrontation with the blonde.

“he’s there! i can’t face him!” you added and jutted your lips into a pout. in your head, you could roast him with other people because you have a perfect reputation to keep. she sighs for a moment while you stand there, she transfers all the folders in her other hand before smacking you in your arm. a shriek leaves your lips, not expecting your friend to hit you in the hallway. you knew you lose the disagreement when you see her as if she’s saying really? i’m done with you through her face. she puts a hand on her waist while she steps on the floor. a habit of hers that you noticed through time. you fix your hair that’s blocking your sight before nodding your head.

“fine… whatever.” you narrow your eyes and point a finger on her direction, acting like you’re threatening her but it didn’t have an effect at her. both of you silently walk towards the faculty room and finally see tsukishima in all his glory. he’s slightly slouching in front of the door because of his height. you quickly look at the other classrooms, acting as if you never saw him and ignore your heart beating at a quick pace. you’re in front of the room, just behind him and realize how tall he is. he looks back and catches your gaze before he smirks and waves at the professor inside. (they are clearly victims of the good boy facade he puts, you think). akari whistles to herself before going inside and gives the folders to your professor while you follow behind.

“ah thank you y/n! and akari. you can have your lunch now.” you bow quickly and smile before you shut the door gently. you fix your blazer and pat your skirt before going to the cafeteria with akari. on the way she keeps teasing you about how you daydream of tsukishima when you’re in class. she keeps mentioning his smirk when you’re eating and you almost choked on the food, since yes, maybe his smirk is attractive you think, maybe, you repeated.

-

“how’s life with rich people?” she whispers since she accompanied you to the library because you’re planning your scenes already and what emotions you’ll pick for the montage output. you stopped writing and closed your notebook, and rolled your eyes playfully because you know what she really wants to ask.

“i know you’re asking about oikawa, so go.” you say while crossing your arms on the wooden table, and stretch your back after writing for twenty minutes. on the time you’re working, she’s humming random songs and twirls her pen on the papers she brought, scribbling lines and occasionally add doodles on the paper.

“tsk, at least i’m proud of it.” she comments while you gasp, wondering why kuroo and her keeps forcing you to admit you like him. it wasn’t that you’re uncomfortable, your answer remains the same, you have a reputation to take care of.

“anyway! i heard you were mean to him.” she adds while burying her head in her open book, it’s obvious that she’s bored but she accompanied you nonetheless. you stopped twirling your hair and you processed what she said. how did she know, you lamented to yourself while your brows furrow.

“terushima… he doesn’t shut up. he might’ve mentioned that.” akari massages her scalp while looking at you, she’s attempting to relieve the minimal pain she’s feeling in her head. you continued to write on how the scene will go but your sentences ended in scribbles. you’re terribly annoyed that terushima talked about the party even, it wasn’t necessary, you thought while biting your lip.

“agh! whatever. it’s the truth.” you cried out after contemplating for a few minutes. you lean back on the chair, drinking from your water bottle to hydrate yourself once in a while. you sigh in satisfaction when the cold water goes to your chest, awakening your sleepy eyes. the silence helps you gain your focus and plan your outfit and makeup on the montage, but akari breaks the silence with a question.

“yeah sure.. the truth. so when are you gonna admit that you actually like tsukishima, huh?” akari prompts her elbow while a cocky smile goes to her face. you hum and stopped writing, utterly confused with her expression.

“well i like him but- what?! you and kuroo should be locked away somewhere.” you rambled after realizing her true intentions of why she asked that question. you kicked her foot slightly under the table to get back at her. she hisses slightly while you bow quickly to apologize. you sigh before grabbing your phone and usher akari to take a selfie in the library, even though her face looks funny on the picture, you’ll still keep it. while she looks through the photos you took, you look at the window and many thoughts keep overlapping but one thought stands out. should i finally admit that i have a crush on him? what if he doesn’t like me though? those are the thoughts you pondered on on the way home and the next few months.

-

it’s been five months since those thoughts spiralled on your head, almost haunting you every night. this day marks the start of vacation, no more school work to do and you’re not pretending to be a good student on campus all year. it's been a few months since you passed the montage output and you remembered how your professor’s mouth is open while watching yours, it boosted your confidence. you picked unrequited and longing which seems two complicated emotions to work on a montage but that’s what you like about it. when you did your shoot months ago, you couldn’t forget the horror on kuroo’s face when he saw the smudged make-up on your face while your dress looked elegant.

you waved him off that time and continued to film the flowers dancing to the wind, the group of birds flying high, and you accidentally filmed tsukishima walking away while the sun hit his direction and it created a warm yet nostalgic vibe. that time he didn’t give you insults or anything but god, he was cocky. kuroo and oikawa noticed how things changed on the two of you, because normally they’d be seeing you going at each other’s throats. but you did your own thing, and you didn’t complain about filming him and instead he saw you giggling to yourself while looking at the camera. the black haired finally connected the puzzles together and came to a conclusion: you’ve come to terms that you like tsukishima.

-

“i really like him! believe me.” you defended and hugged the pillow laying on the couch. you invited tsukishima to your house to convince your parents that you like each other even though you’ve been together for a few months already. when you often walk with your boyfriend (calling him that still makes you blush), you always see oikawa and kuroo snickering to themselves, and you teased kuroo that he replaced you with another. sadly, your mom didn’t like the idea and she went to another country to calm down, you think. that time you realized where you got your sulky attitude from. your dad acts casual and asks questions one at a time. you’re grateful because you couldn’t handle many questions at once and the accusations you’ll hear from your mom isn’t what you wanted right now. your dad giggles when you act pouty and defensive, while tsukishima bounces his leg to relieve the slight to little nervousness he has, he convinces himself. it didn’t help when kuroo grip his shoulder tight and give a little speech on how to protect you and show how to care.

“she does… unfortunately.” he whispers the last word which infuriates you and hits his head with the pillow lightly. your dad didn’t hear what he said so he glares at you, shaking his head, as if he’s saying not to hit your boyfriend. you pout and cross your arms, and give him the face that’s supposed to threaten people but it doesn’t work for him. (one time, you realized you’re friends with people who have resting bitch faces).

“do you want me to be your enemy again?” you threaten him but you fail because a big smile goes to your face. you fix the hair clip on the back of your head to keep your hair away.

“sure if it means i can see you be angry but look cute.” he retorts back and while you're about to explode, from your peripheral vision you see your dad giving him a big thumbs up and an awkward wink. he sends him a nod and acts cool.

"hmm, now i get why you like each other y/n." your dad comments he pats the space beside him. tsukishima gently rubs your lower back before letting you go, even though his heart is beating wild in his chest. you sit beside your dad before tightly embrace him, relieved of his reaction to your new relationship.

"thank you dad. we'll protect each other, don't worry. you can kick him if he broke up with me though." you whisper the last part so the blonde wouldn't hear you (he's suspicious based on the narrowing of his eyes and the gaze you feel at the back of your head). he pats your back while giggling lightly and stand up. he enjoys seeing you lost in your world and see the genuine happiness glowing in your eyes. this is something he should've done sooner, he thought because all these years you're caged in this house, alone and lonely.

“tsu-ki-shima-kun, let’s go?” you tease him because he once told you that calling him like that stirs something inside him. you giggle and look to him softly, an indirect way of asking permission to loop your arms together. you respect his boundaries, always, even though it didn't seem like it a few months ago. he nods and pushes his glasses, and you loop them while seeing his ears down to his neck go a little red.

“hey, let’s go to the library. it’s quiet there.”

you get out of the house and wave to the idiots (kuroo and oikawa) as you call them before going to the library with him. you had nothing to study for and you knew why he wants to go there, with you, you just know.

this is the sky castle, the place where you bring down people to walk forward. but after thinking about it, walking together with tsukishima doesn't sound bad.

[waynedunlaptheorgandonor]

(replying publicly, @faceofboe , in case others are in the same boat)

spoilers below

re: reapers

barely anything happened with them directly. leah and daryl went off to go look for maggie & crew, and they came across an npc dude who had a son and a dying wife. via radio, pope gave orders to kill them, but in the end leah told the guy to take the kid and run, and then couldn't handle putting the woman out of her misery, so daryl did it, and he had a moment of "oh, maybe she isn't in 100% full cult mode, and i can bring her in on this so she can help make them stop trying to kill my friends," but they're radioed to come back home so he gets interrupted

re: killing the reapers

maggie & crew decide to gather a horde whisperer style to go murder all the reapers, and it's great and i hope it works. she and negan have to work together, and negan made her promise that if he helped her she'd stop trying to murder him, and she was like "🙄🙄🙄, fine ig, but you're still a horrible person," and he's like, "yeah ik, i should have killed all of you when i first met you and then i never would have had to address that fact about myself lol, fuck this forced character development, too bad i'm a hot male billed actor so they had to find a reason to keep me around."

(tbf, i don't hate the maggie + negan dynamic, and negan being like "literally whyyy are we still doing this??" after half their group has been slaughtered has been hilarious, but there's only so far they can take it before maggie either "forgives" him, or takes him out with blunt force trauma to the head, and frankly i'm still rooting for the latter)

re: the actual interesting part commonwealth

the wholesome foursome are trying to play nice to make up for breaking the law. princess, zeke, eugene and stephanie are off clearing walkers, up until zeke nearly chokes to death and goes to the doctor at the insistence of princess, who i believe doesn't know he's dying of cancer? right? whatever. he comes back later and gives them lollipops and princess' face was the best thing this season.

where was i?

oh. yeah, while those dudes are doing hard labor, yumiko is doing fancy lawyer things, trying to get her friends free, tho she keeps almost overplaying her hand and it gets her brother randomly arrested, which i didn't understand? but whatever. she sets a meeting with mayor milton, and they're about to meet, exceptttt, through a series of events that any customer service/retail worker can relate to, eugene punches the mayor's prissy son in the face. it was well-deserved, but not great for the cause

smiley video guy, whose name i forget, tells eugene that the only way to free himself from jail, and his friends from walker duty, is by giving up alexandria's location. the cliffhanger leaves off on the implication that he does

(unrelated thought i just had: what the fuck ever happened to oceanside? i literally have no recollection. did they all die and i just completely forgot??)

anyway, that was it. it was a setup episode for the mid-season finale (is that what we're calling it?), so it wasn't super exciting, but it was still better than the worst of s10's episodes, so s11 is still kicking ass imo

as usual, im writing this on my phone half asleep, so sorry if the above is incomprehensible, etc

deuces,

-diz

[pirateboy]

Would love to hear you talk about any/all of Josh, Donna and Toby that you feel like for the characters questions!

Hi! Thanks for this, I'm gonna do all three of them because I can and they're all my faves :^)

Josh

First impressions: umm my actual first impression was probably just lmao that hairline tho. Sorry. I wouldn't say he was immediately my favourite? Because I was determined to hate the show having been forced to watch it by my parents. But definitely I respected him more in the first episode cos of his plot with the Christians. I thought that was cool.

Impressions now: Hot. Also I'm rlly obsessed with him. But also I want to be him? I love him a lot. He's rlly just an anxious bby at heart. He cares about his friends so much, and is probably too loyal, they're the absolute most important thing to him. He's dealing with a lot but he's trying his best and he needs a hug.

Favourite moment: Hmm. I feel like this is cheating since it's not actually something he does, but just everything that happens in Noel. Its very relatable to me and I appreciate it so much. Honourable mention would be simply the line 'can we have a civilisation?'. Honourable honourable mention anytime we get to see him be good at his job.

Story idea: Josh's mental health!!! Literally anything exploring Josh's mental health. Whether that be his ptsd (still mad about the fact he was magically cured after Noel ig), his suicidal thoughts (again, they just dropped that in there and never mentioned it again??), whatever the deal with first Stanley is, Joanie or anxiety. I want to write about all of it. I don't rlly have any fully formed ideas yet, but definitely a fic about his ptsd recovery is in the works.

Unpopular opinion: This isn't solely about josh ig but I'm still gonna put it in here cos I can't rlly think of stuff. I think his friendship with sam is the least interesting of his relationships. In a few episodes I rlly like it but it's like half the time they forget that they're supposed to be best friends. I dunno if it's just something I'm missing tho cos ik lots of people like samjosh.

Favourite relationship: and to the surprise of absolutely no one, it's josh/donna/toby. Unless this means romantically, in which case it's josh/donna, but josh/toby is fucking as well i've gotta be honest. But platonically they are the ultimate trio I love them sm.

Favourite headcanon: oh god I've got so many. I think I'm gonna have to go with adhd josh, it just makes so much sense. Oh also josh plays a musical instrument. I tend to lean towards piano or violin but I did read a fic where he played the trumpet which was interesting. But yh anything linking josh and music.

Donna

First impression: I don't know if I had much of an opinion about her character on her own? I do remember thinking oh god she has a crush on her boss they're gonna be in a relationship this is gonna be problematic. But also that this was a ship I could fall into v quickly if I wasn't careful.

Impression now: she's my absolute favourite, she makes the show what it is. Her character arc is so interesting, and not only does she grow sm throughout the series she's so funny and entertaining as well. I think she struggles with putting her needs before others and feeling like she's not important enough to matter. She doesn't feel safe on her own so constantly latches onto other people and ignores her needs till it reaches a breaking point. She's one of the smartest people in the whole series. She can be kind of ditzy tho and has a sort of subdued chaos.

Favourite moment: 'I wouldn't stop for red lights' has to be here it's iconic. I also love everything she does in 20 hours in America and when the president makes a call to Mrs. Morello. Ooh also when the Toby tells her about the ms.

Story idea: I'm rlly obsessed with Donna's family so anything involving that. I'm currently working on a post-series fic about aro josh and donna trying to navigate their relationship while in Madison for Donna's brother's wedding. Also anything pre-series, maybe about Dr. Freeride.

Unpopular opinion: not sure this is unpopular? But I rlly love late seasons donna. I agree that she loses some of her personality but I feel like this is realistic, especially after Gaza. The only thing is I wish we had gotten to see her come to more of a middle ground between the 2 donnas as it were as she starts to heal. Also because I feel like she was done dirty by the writers in s*rkin-era. A lot of her storylines revolved around her messing things up and it felt like she was in this weird in between state of we want to make her a bigger character but also being slightly stuck in comic relief assistant mode. Plus y'know just general misogyny.

Favourite relationship: Donna and Toby, Donna and Toby!!!! So underrated, I'm so sad we hardly got to see any of them interacting, I genuinely feel like they're best friends. I feel like their relationship would be so interesting. Also I love Donna and Jed too they're just trivia nerds lmao

Favourite headcanon: I have quite a few for Donna as well, but I'd have to say Donna moss for president. I'm absolutely convinced that Donna would become president, I feel like she would be so good? She cares in a way that's so pure, she never forgets about the actual people that they're working for and she's just rlly nice tbh. Also josh as first gentleman lmao. Oh also Donna listens to vocaloid I said what I said.

Toby

First impression: I honestly don't remember hmm. I think I thought that he was scary, I kind of felt that I wasn't allowed to have hcs or think about him for a while. But also I remember in the first episode him calling out some people for antisemitism and I liked him for that.

Impression now: not scary any more lol but still kind of feels like I'm not allowed to talk about him a bit, he kind of feels like an authority figure. I rlly love him tho, I think he cares so deeply and loves so much and he has such a genuine passion for change. He's also awkward and a romantic and just as loyal as any of them if not more.

Favourite moment: Toby meeting his kids for the first time. I dunno bro it's just such a nice moment. Also Toby hugging ginger. And when he goes to the protest. And that episode with Tabitha Fortis. Probably a lot more as well. Also just any moment where Toby is genuinely happy.

Story idea: Toby going to help josh with the Santos campaign. I just need to not feel sad about what happened to him sometimes and would this not be epic? Also a story about him and donna because I am truly obsessed with this relationship. Also his and cj's relationship is rlly interesting I could write about that. Also maybe just a fic about loneliness.

Unpopular opinion: sometimes I don't hate what they did to Toby? I think the problem for me comes in because he got an objectively way worse ending than the other characters and he didn't deserve to have that. But if the later seasons had gone all in with the degredation of relationships and losing faith in authority figures and rlly just made the whole thing fall apart I genuinely would have enjoyed that probably. But instead everyone else only gets little tastes of that and they take it all out on poor Toby.

Favourite relationship: his children. Listen to me Toby is a good father don't accept their lies. Also Donna and Josh but I've already talked about them lol. Hmm actually I didn't talk about josh that much their relationship is so good. They provide perfect foils for each other. In some ways their rlly different in how they go about things and their life experiences but in other fundamental ways they're the same? Also adhd autistic solidarity. And ace aro solidarity.

Favourite headcanon: umm i mentioned before not being able to hc him well so I don't have a lot. Communist Toby is kind of a joke one but I think it's funny. Also ace Toby but that's just vibes. Autistic Toby I'm still figuring out but I like it. Can't give many reasons other than I relate. Donna and Toby being besties ig counts? Cos again I rlly love it. Oh oh oh Toby writes poetry. He does bro u can't convince me otherwise.

[luna-helps-writing]

Hiii! I Just found your blog and im in love 😔👌But can i request a match-up please for LOTR? So, i'm an asexual and maybe aro girl, i play the piano and the organ, and i do embroidery and knitting, my favorite color is green and my favorite animal is the jellyfish. I consider myself a Strong independent woman, i hate to be submissive and i crave power and domination, but i can be soft sometimes, i also have a lot of mental issues such as intense paranoia, OCD, depression, etc. I LOVE to learn languages, its my true hobby, ik a little bit about the elven language and english its not my first language.

Thank you for your ask and sorry it took so long! My requests are piling up at the moment!

I ship you with Boromir!

• Oohhh, he loves your music! It’s absolutely beautiful to him. He’ll just sit on a chair or stand beside you while you play your pieces. At those moments, he’s just quiet and takes in all your peaceful features.

• Surprisingly, this man knows how to knit! He can’t do embroidery, but when he was very young, his mom used to knit all the time. When she died, he took on this hobby as a reminder of her. Sometimes, you’ll knit together. It makes him feel incredibly relaxed.

• Your embroidery is amazing to him. He knows it takes a really long time to make even the smallest things, so whatever you’ll make, he’ll love it and shower you with compliments.

• He knows you’re really independent and will never force you into doing anything you don’t like or want to do. He lets you make your own decisions, but will also tell you to consider your choices when you’re about to do something stupid. He does this out of love, but sometimes it gets you really worked up.

• Whenever things get too overwhelming for you, he’ll be quick to comfort you. Whether that is talking to you, holding you, or granting you time and space, he’ll do whatever makes you most comfortable and keeps your wishes in mind. If something in particular triggers you, he’ll get you away from it or help you through the issue. Whatever it takes to help you.

• He isn’t great at languages, but he loves learning with you. When you’re learning a language, he really wants to join you in whatever you’re doing. He doesn’t learn as quickly as you, but that’s okay, because it’s the effort that counts.

I hope you liked it! Stay safe during these times❤️

[ghoulishhusband]

I just realized I can actually talk here. Like this is my account fuck u

Fucking uhhhhhh, hi ig lemme ramble abt my God ocs yea?

Ignore this part if you don't wanna hear (likely) unedited rambles lol it doesn't matter

CW: neglect/abuse, assholery/narcissism, manipulation, tread lightly!

read the under cut owo

Also don't steal my art I'll fucking?? Fight you????

So

I have three main gods that I wanna talk abt especially bc they've been on my mind lately.. Less get it, side notes are in (parentheses) and are bolded cause I have perception issues whoo I don't want it to jumble together is my point lol

First up is my asshole,

Giodine

they/them (preferred)

god/godself (i like pronouns that fit my characters, so I'm giving a bunch away for one night only at--)

ID : Giodine is colored with gold-ish yellow skin and ginger hair. Their eyes are a muted purple and they have tiny eyebrows. Their lips are a muted brown and are full looking, their nose is sharp and points down. They have wings for ears and is wearing a blazer with a long-sleeved, collared shirt underneath it. The background is beige with a yellow square and a dark purple square partially encompassing it. It is signed GH (for ghoulish husband), Spork, 21.

(lemme know if that helps at all! I'm sure I can do better so lemme know!)

If they look weird here it's bc I accidentally made their face too long but believe it or not this is in fact just a doodle Ik I'm so fuckin talented babes.

Anyways, they're basically the first God to ever exist on my version of earth (though even that is fickle rn, world-building is hard unless I hyper-focus on it, and haha Guess What I Haven't Been Thinking About) and they're very egotistical and selfish. As I'll probably yap about later is how they're manipulative as well, especially to another God I'll mention, and very neglectful to the other... other one.

Their partner(professionally), or fiend as they call him, is sam who for the first few eons was, unsurprisingly, absolutely terrible to him. A few tender moments are few and far in between in what could only be described as a completely rancid relationship. I'll describe giodine's side and in sam's lil ramble, I'll describe his :]

I have to explain this because it's a big part of the lore and how they can't work together, even when one of them is very much near The Void (technical death for gods) BUT basically, with Sam, giodine created purgatory. The issue here is that they basically seduced sam into doing it. Well, even if they hadn't, sam was in lesbians(happy pride month lmao) with giodine and would've done it anyway. But the ISSUE is that with the creation of purgatory came complications. See, my gods have to take time to develop into their power, and considering giodine was first and sam was around 666th.. you see the issue. Sam wasn't into his complete power yet and thus lost a giant part of it that went into purg.

See, giodine saw no problem with this (until much later, they do get a VERY SLOW BURN redemption arc cause this ain't even the worst of it), they got what they were aching for out of them and thusly had no need for..sam. They laid him in the spot where she was made (fwi it isn't inherently sexual, it can be, but literally, they just merged together-- taking bits and pieces of each other (which sam did not have enough of) and earth and light yadda, yadda I'll post the story I wrote for that later if I'm up to it) and left him there in the grass.

Again, they saw no problem with that, the deed was done, they didn't care anymore. A common issue in their qualms, sam and Giodine. They did find an issue in Sam finding an issue in the lack of aftercare, which resorted to any message going to or coming from sam going straight to his assistant and going back through them for a couple of thousand years. They found that infuriating-- how could he not face them over something so small! and for years?! it was ridiculous. After forcing a face-to-face meeting, a heated proclaim of hurt from sam, and a bitter agreement to meet up every now and again, they got what they wanted from him. Again. It was a business after all, there was no point in making it harder than it needed to be. 

Giodine doesn't necessarily like boundaries and tends to overstep sam's frequently. They also don't like his reaction to his boundaries being long jumped over, which thusly ends up in disgruntled messages being sent back and forth between them and his assistant for a month or three. It slowly gets through to them, but they tend to say some stupid shit and if they want sam to stay, they have to try and avoid mentioning how "overly sensitive" he is to something that happened eons ago.

(quick mention, there isn't like. time. here. so in all honesty, giodine probably counted earth days instead of Heaven 'days' to get that) Soon into their arrangements to meet, they seem to get on at least tolerable terms, obviously, a few meetings where neither of them feels like going apeshit and taking proper shapeless (or in sams case, he's got a newfound form for ANGER OO just for giodine 🤗) forms isn't going to fix a grudge that has yet to be apologized for by the way. But it's a start to a very long process down the road. Tolerance.

Giodine as an entity is very fickle and rude and demanding. They tend to have a short temper that no one else is allowed to have or comment on-- They were the first therefore they were the most important!

This is very obviously an issue. But it's mostly directed to purgatory. Almost all of their seething rage is pointed towards the poor entity, she's barely been alive yet and they already seem to hate her for things she doesn't know how to do. Honestly, I don't think Purg will ever fully forgive them for the unnecessary abuse of her character, but just as Sam and Giodine get on better terms, they had barely just begun fixing the hole in their relationship. As of now, Sam/Giodine don't have any minor plot points with purgatory other than the major one so I don't have a lot to say about their relationship right now. Maybe one day.

I'd go into details, seriously, but I just wanna ramble about their relationships with each other and their impact on each other's existence. Hope you don't mind a few secrets 😉

But, now, it's time for a new God, one I think most people take a liking to...

Sam (Samuel)

He/him

ID: Sam is surrounded by clouds in the light blue, fading to a darker blue sky and the yellow sun. His horns are a darker beige, which is being highlighted by the sun shining down on him, he also has pointed ears. His skin is red which is very prominent in the sun. His eyes are completely yellow, his hair, beard and mustache are also black. He has an orange scar crawling up to his Adams apple. His wings are a darker grey which is also being highlighted by the sun. His nails are painted black and his hand is holding up the black fabric barely covering his shoulders. Around the painting is a gold and red shaded frame with swirls complimenting each side and a crystal at the bottom of it. It is lightly signed GH, for ghoulish husband.

Sam, Sam, Samuel.

If you don't realize right away, Sam is basically Satan, he's the ruler of hell

Like how giodine was the first to appear on earth, as mentioned before sam was 666th for funnie reasons. Sam was made from bugs, dried blood, and sunlight which sounds pretty gross, but he's far from it. He's a silly, yet neat, guy. He wears Hawaiian shirts and khakis (not around giodine lmao) for cryin' out loud! how bad of a person can he be? Apparently to giodine (for a while obviously) he was the most retched entity to exist. This very much hurt him considering the amount of fake care they showed him before. With a mixture of confusing feelings (which wasn't supposed to be a thing but Univerce went "lmao you'll be fine" and left... short explanation, Univerce is the Universe and is the entity who simply builds these planets and gods that'll appear there and leave them to their own devices, xyr not extremely important in this story. Nor would they care.) and feeling used, he decided that no he wasn't going to take that.

If there is one thing Sam knows how to do is to self preserve himself, even if that means getting passive-aggressive notes sent to him every once in a while. While this period, Sam was surprisingly the least productive (unfortunately giodine knew this and eventually mentioned it in one of their meetings which made him hide away cause like hell giodine was going to be critical of /him/) but he managed. It wasn't terrible, but unfortunately, Sam being able to talk it out with someone who does practically the same work as he does and gets newer, more helpful ideas was better in the long run.

Unsurprisingly, Sam was the first to initiate the healing of his and giodine's relationship but it wasn't reciprocated. Who would've figured, aye? Giodine kept pushing it back onto him and ignoring any progress that could've been made before. Which was frustrating.

The painting above was 'painted' by giodine, which is sorta where their relationship gets somewhat on an understanding of each other. Giodine gets to take a deep long look into who Sam is and tries to express it but it never fit him, it makes them realize that they never really-- truly got to know him. And all it does for Sam is make him even more confused about his place in giodine’s mind. He figured it's another fluke to get him to do something, so he ends up distancing himself when they start actually reciprocating his friendship advancements.

Suddenly, like a flash, Sam was forced to stay with giodine which is where the majority. I'll explain.

Sam...isn't actually the ruler of hell. Anymore, anyways depending on the timeline. His and purgatory's relationship has always been complicated, she always avoided him, and when they talked she always seemed scared of him. So in the end, they've never been close. Distant. Sam always wanted to talk to her, he made her, but if she didn't want to talk to him he wouldn't force it. But imagine his surprise as Purg singlehandedly took over hell in a hazed frenzy.

And not only that, had a personal vendetta against him!

Well, that would be the only explanation to Sam considering how he ended up broken and barely 'alive' at the hands of her. Horns broken and in tatters, pain and almost obliterated it felt like a hate crime. He didn't know what to do when he made it to the office, Purgatory was creating chaos outside his door and barely being able to breathe he felt like it was the end. So he called giodine. 

Purgatory

She/her

ID: Purgatory is surrounded by flowers that are dark grey and white. The light fades down into a dark green. The light shines down on top of her straight, white hair that has yellow flowers tucked into it.  Her skin is a dark brown and has a orange-ish yellow scar on her shoulder trailing up to her neck. Her skin is also highlighted by the sun. In one of her eyes, her sclera is black with an orangey, glowing iris. As for the other eye it it has a white sclera and the same, glowing orange iris. She has wings for ears, one dark grey and one white along with beige horns. She has a white fabric covering her chest. The frame is gold with white accents, but also has vines and moss crawling up the side. 

(may have goofed a bit and forgot to color the sclera of her other eye white but ignore that pls)

Purgatory was made by Sam and Giodine, but to her it felt like a mistake. Why make someone that you’re going to be terrible to, she believed. Giodine seemed to hate her and eventually made her section almost obsolete because she simply wasn’t able to keep up with the backlog that she wasn’t taught to deal with. Not only that, she didn’t have any help with any of it, it was almost like she was expected to just do it on her own. Until Death came along to help, but that’s not what we’re going to be talking about right now. 

And also, Purgatory is Purgatory yadda, yadda, I wont insult your intelligence.

Giodine’s thought process (other than wanting to be Real Close to Sam and once that thought filtered out, promptly ignored it) was that all the extras that don’t fit in either category of their thought of good and evil they’d go to her. (doesn’t matter cause in Sam's system it filters through ‘levels of assholery’ and depending on how bad you are you either just vibe in the upper city under rule of capitalism and possibly many under paying jobs or being actually tortured for his amusement if you’re just evil. Morally grey. Anyway, it could work p well in heaven if giodine wasn’t such a damn stickler.) But in the end, every day, less and less people ended up in purgatory, leaving her with barely any people and more verbal abuse from giodine who ‘HAS to take them or they would be more dead than they already are’. You see the pain she has to go through, right? 

~Idea section, this is probably not canon anyways so dont take it serious~ 

My thought is that another oc (BA, you may have heard of him idk) takes over simply because Purg took multiple hims from alternative timelines (which isn’t allowed but what’re they gonna do, undead a dead clown? multiple times from multiple timelines???)) because she adored him and they figured ‘well we gotta redo purgatory may as well do it like this’ and make him a demi-dead-god. i think thats a cool idea right? anyhoo

~Idea section over uwu~

Purgatory overall is a fairly timid character, she doesn’t like conflict, is easily overwhelmed, and generally keeps to herself. She doesn’t see the point in being in any drama if she’s just going to be yelled at and scolded even if it’s not about her. The only way i could describe her taking over hell is this: 

She was tired. She was angry and after feeling like nothing was in control or in her hands, she snapped. Why doesn’t she get anything or get to be ‘all powerful’ but they do? She knew if she took on Giodine she’d likely get thrown to the void, but sam? He felt fair game. Considering her fear of both of these gods, she planned and got her courage up to take him over. She had considered negotiations but in the end, she ended up going into a haze and ruining everything in sight. She was more powerful than she thought and once she started, she didn't stop until Death restrained her and Sam was already in pieces at God’s doorstep. 

The aftermath was fuzzy for her and for everyone really. Godine was planning a take back hell while actually worrying for sam, sam was planning for a retirement, and she was being consoled while trying to get in contact with sam to apologize. Giodine wouldn’t dare let her talk to him, until she just showed up in their office. She didn’t have a problem with Sam, honest, she just was going to take shit over, but it got out of control. 

Spoiler, Sam took her apology and they actually became.. somewhat closer after reaching an understanding. 

I wanna say that giodine took them being okay and sam retiring as good as sam did about purg running hell, but they didn’t. Giodine and purgatory actually barely got along in the first place, and only begun ‘working’ on their bitterness toward each other because they both had sam to encourage it. I can’t say for certain if they’ll get better, as theyre both undying and have time, but I’ll just say for now its uncertain. 

Also, Death is Purgatory’s girlfriend after all of that lmao.

And.. yeah, i hope this makes sense and that you like my drawings and ramblings about my lil story in my head, i guess this is my way to develop it without just keeping it to myself cause god forbid i keep things to myself hshsh. If you made it to the end, thank you for taking the time to read and attempting to process everything, and even if you didnt read and just looked to look at my art thank you to!!

I may post some art over on @ghoulishhusbandart cause.. it was my art account before i completely forgot about it but i might reboot it! But if you wan art NEOWWW follow me on insta (ik cringe lmaoo) by the same name as this account @ghoulishhusband​ or just click that insta link! also ignore the fact that giodine is the only one without a portrait, maybe I’ll replace it the next time i draw but im graduating on monday and my dad’s coming TOMORROW?? so i won’t have too much time to do it... but i hope you like my art anyways :]

ok!! ty!! ily!!

[aegon]

The thing is, I'm open to talking about show!Daenerys being a white savior bc it's good to be aware of the media we consume and tbh the show (read: D&D) didn't handle a few scenes very well compared to the books. But when show!Sansa stans use that to complain about Daenerys and then turn around to say at least Sansa isn't a white savior...I'm always like "omg ur so right!! she can't be a white savior if there are no POC in her story to begin with!!" Ik that isn't Sansa's fault but still.

While I do agree that white saviourism is something we need to talk about more, the problem does not lie with Dany’s portrayal on the show, but with a clear misunderstanding of her decisions (show and books) and the way the slaves, slavers and Dothraki were written on the show. The arguments I’ve seen by antis focus on her being white and helping a bunch of brown slaves (oh no, the horror!!! she should have left them in chains like a good little girl!!! fucking idiots) when the reality is far more complex.

I especially take issue with white antis who have no real understanding of what white saviourism means seemingly warping the definition to suit their hatred of Dany. Just....no.

To me, white saviourism is never about true justice, it’s about exercising one’s privilege and controlling the narrative in their favour. It’s not just hurr durr white girl forces her culture on brown people hurr durr.

The selective narrative for personal gain is what’s most important. White saviours look down on the supposed ‘barbarism’ of a foreign culture and exploit it in their favour, while still coming across as the better person. It’s presenting morality as something a white person must teach a non-white person, because the latter inherently lacks it as a characteristic.

Antis’ arguments are that Dany exploits the slaves and Dothraki for her own army, and she believes she’s better than everyone around her which is why she forces her own beliefs on them.

Ignoring the fact that in the books, the slaves and Dothraki don’t all look Arab and hence the whole ‘white girl saves brown man’ schtick becomes obsolete, the truth in both the show and the books is that Dany doesn’t need to free anyone to help herself. She’s not exercising anything for personal gain, because Dany breaking the slave trade has brought her a thousand more problems than she needed.

Dany was literally handed the Unsullied army and could have walked away with 8000 new men under her control and sailed straight for Westeros. So this narrative that she exploited them really doesn’t hold up when she’d have been in a far better and stronger position had she not helped the slaves to begin with.

Also it’s not a “selective narrative” when her destroying the slave trade was OBJECTIVELY the RIGHT thing to do. In whatever light you see it as, the slave trade needed to be abolished. And violently. Antis can miss me with the whole “blah blah she could have been nice about it blah blah.” Read a history book. Systematic changes are inherently bloody and violent, such is human nature.

Secondly, D&D are at fault for these diverse cultures seemingly having no personality other than working for Dany. The books portray them with a myriad of characters of different moralities. They didn’t need Dany to show them what morality means, there were good eggs there already.

Compare that with the Wildlings who were given so much screen time to show how ‘good’ they were. The Wildlings were given names and feel-good characters like Tormund, the Dothraki were not. But god forbid the antis give her something as ridiculous as bad writing.

But despite all of this, the simple matter of fact is that Dany’s only crime was ending the slave trade. That’s her big “white saviour” nonsense moment, and it’s a tired argument because there are a thousand other examples in media (12 Years A Slave etc) that can be used in discussion. Dany can’t be, so I’d rather she isn’t brought up, either on the show or in the books, because it’s just too muddled to really help conversation in any way.

Also why they even bring Sansa into something that has nothing to do with her amazes me. Sansa has literally nothing to do with POC, they’re non-existant in her narrative. That’s like saying, “Sansa is so great because she never hunted baby elephants and enslaved giant badgermoles to terrorise kids with cancer :’) :’) my queen is such a good person ❤️ :’) :’).” lol ok susan.

What did happen was Sansa took one look at a non-white army coming to save her life and decided to hate them all, so take from that what you will.

[madnessismylover]

Stranger Things season 4 spoilers

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I'm only a little bit into ep 3 but omfg I'm so pissed El doesn't have her powers back. She just got taken away. I ended up googling and finding out she doesn't get them back through the rest of the season but just has like a single moment where she uses them(I didn't see when that is). I'm not ashamed to admit I was super fucking happy when she broke Angela's nose. Bitch had it coming. The entire fucking rink was laughing at El and it was horrible. I know violence doesn't solve anything thing but damn I was so pissed when her powers didn't work against her after she tripped her...

Also "snitch"??? El literally said she tripped, like yeah she looked over at Angela but she could've been looking at any of that group or just looking up. The teacher knows that Angela is a bitch to her, that's not El's fault.

I'm just pissed El can't do anything with her powers. I know she doesn't need them to be important or anything but she deserves to be able to use them. I hate bullies. It would've been so bad ass if El was able to force push her but yeah ik that would show her powers to everyone and put her on the govt. radar and doesn't work for the story but DAMN IT El doesn't deserve to be tormented like that...

[louiseblue1]

I don't know if you'll publish this . Maybe you'll feel it's not what your blog is for. I'd totally understand. I guess I just needed to write it down. But I've been really struggling with fandom in the last few month. And this morning, I woke up to something that just disgusted me. I'venever been ashamed of being a fan of something. I'm a granny in terms of fandoms (even if I'm only in my early 30s). Been there, done that. I've been in fun fandoms, in drama-prone ones, in peaceful ones.... (1/

But I was ashamed today to be linked to the olicity fandom. Because we used to be a good one. It changed for the worse when "winning" became more important than the show, when Trash/rpf shipping turned people into assholes because "someone" is not following the script they wrote for him/her and became haters because of that (1. that's coming from someone who was a trash shippers or at least had fun with it and 2. when you supposedly dislike someone but stalk anything he/she says or does, (2/?)

that's being a hater) Now it's the same kind of behaviours I've hated parts of the comic fandom for: wishing bad ratings, creating a messed up hastag like s5susks/arrowisover because you think some are too sensitive when disagreeing with your negativity (pots meet kettle), telling people that #ImwithArrow is "gross" and "naive" (or people who tweet that) and that we're policing their negativity when we tweet that (no...just as you wanna hate, we just want to support what we (3/?)

ike. Do I like everything this season? Nope. Same as with s1/2/3/4 (soapy moments, T dying, too much of some things, mm alive, the lie, susan...). But I have fun watching and I don't want to be made feel like an idiot for that. I don't want these shady people/it's all awfull crowd to be what represents me. And unfortunately, it's what they're doing. Because they'll keep on like that until our ship reunites (and even then) and will get down on anyone that doesn't validate their hate by (4/?)

pretending they're not "hearing our concerns". If we disagree, we'll never tell you "yes, you're right". It's your truth, not mine. I like the season and I truly believe that as a whole it'll be one very cohesive story, no matter how some twists or chapters frustrates me. I don't know what to do. And it's really tiring. I like fandom-ing. It often adds to the experience for me when I have a fav show/movie/book. But this time??? :/ oh, damn, that's one long rambly post, my bad lmao (5/5)

Reply: 

Hi Nonnie, I feel your pain, I really do. 

Look, it’s always difficult in big groups to feel like you and your beliefs are being represented accurately. There so many of us who claim the Olicity fandom name, but we’re all so different, with varying personalities, age groups, agendas, perspectives, life experiences et al. We’re all not going to react the same. I know you know that. But knowing that doesn’t always help when you feel like you aren’t being represented accurately by others. When others who call themselves by the same name as you do behave in a way you just don’t believe in. 

The truth is, in a fandom, we’re all connected, whether we like it or not. We’ll all get lumped in under the same amorphous blob of Olicity fandom. So, if one of us is rude and offensive, then we all are. And then most of the time none of us will even be able to agree on what constitutes rude and offensive. What you and I may call embarrassing and horrifying, others might call their right and totally validated. 

It’s tricky. 

People are tricky. 

The human condition is tricky. 

I just keep going back to my mantra about protecting my bubble. If people are behaving in a way I don’t feel comfortable with, I leave. I block them. I don’t go to those sites. I can’t change their behaviour or their opinions by giving my own. They’re exercising their right to free speech, and even if I think it might be a poor use of said right at times, it’s still their right to do so. I’m just going to leave them to do what they feel they need to do while I do exactly the same thing. 

I’m working hard to try and surround myself with people who want to ship the way I do. Now, I know some people will read that and take it as me saying I’m right and they’re wrong with their shipping. No. What I’m saying is I’m doing the kind of shipping that is right for ME. I’m not forcing you to do what I do. Or judging you if you don’t. I’m just doing me. If that makes you feel judged, then I’m sorry, that’s more about you, than me. 

I’m just doing me. 

And I’d love for others who are just doing them in a similar way to say ‘hey’, so we can hang out together and have some fun. That doesn’t mean I need everyone to be endlessly perky about Arrow. They get stuff wrong all the time. Like the end of S3 was a pretty big fail for me, even though I could appreciate why people loved it. It just screwed over a lot of character development for the sake of a surface HEA scene. But I accepted that was the kind of show Arrow could be, because they’d done it before. 

I just figure that if I’m going to stay, then I’m going to root for Arrow to succeed. Not blindly overlook their faults, because that’s not how I go about life. Rather, I’m just happy to go on this journey with them and forgive them if they take me down a few roads I probably wouldn’t have chosen to go down myself. That’s part of the fun of it all, not being in control of everything. 

Hmm... that got a bit rambly, didn’t it, Nonnie? lol Sorry. I guess my point is cut out the people and places in your life that make you feel badly about being an Arrow fan, and hang with the people who make you feel good about it. There are lots of us. We just don’t tend to be quite as in your face, because we’re just over here, being happy and excited. Come join us. The water is warm and even if the sun doesn’t always shine, we still get to enjoy the rainbows together. :D