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obsessivefangirl · 9 months ago

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Saw this rq and wanted to just go over this. Click read more if you want to go through why I think this is baloney

First of all, before we go any further, performed miracles and born on December 25th will not be touched upon. This is due to how every. single. god. has done some act above our nature or commanded nature to their will. If not they would just be a guy. It's vague and like saying prophets are knock offs of each other. Next, Jesus Christ was never stated to be born on December 25th. In fact, we can narrow His birth due to the shepherds in their fields on the day of His, and shepherds put out their flock in the pasture from spring until early October, meaning He could NOT be born by then. Due to the specifics of John the Baptist's birth, He was likely born somewhere in autumn. Now, let's get into this.

Horus

Horus was not born of a virgin. From all the accounts I could find, even the ones trying to say Christianity was not special, he was conceived through his father. The story is Osiris was collected after all but his penis was collected (his body parts were scattered,) who then healed him to have it, and made love to a resurrected him or a dead body. Others claim she had intercourse before his death. This is nothing like the Christian accounts.

Three wise men were stars of Orion's belt and east of them was Osiris' star (not Horus') from what I could find, even with sketchy skewed against Christianity sources. Also, stars are like, really pretty and seen as unreachable, a lot of myths have them involved. Another thing, Jesus wasn't a star. It wasn't one of those "the stars are gods" things, instead being about a very bright star helping to guide those to Christ. Heck, most biblical scholars agree that it was the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, not a star. Not the same. Also, we don't know how many wise men adored Jesus, and they weren't kings. I also could not find any 3 kings for Horus other than the 3 stars of Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka.

Jesus was not a teacher at 12. Instead He had amazing understanding of the scriptures and law. He started to preach later in life. He taught people at the synagogue once, that does not mean He was a teacher. I could not find Horus being a teacher 12.

Could find nothing about anything baptism related.

I could not find anything for disciples other than Christians claiming that he had 4, but I couldn't find any non-Christian sources about that either. Do with this as you will. I will call this a draw myself, as it seems like he said she said and I'm not really in the mood to go too deep of a dive (I am meant to be doing school as I write this ^^')

Here is a Christian source talking about Horus, with some sources. Didn't go through this but they may have better things than me

Krishna

The virgin birth of Krishna is completely false.

Could find nothing about the Hindu Krishna, but this might be bc it's flooded by a story where a girl named Jiddu Krishnamurti was declared messiah by Order of the Star in the East so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it might be there, but it's buried under other stuff so I'm taking this as unconcluded.

Could not find anything about his resurrection.

Attis

You could argue that yeah he was born a virgin, but it was very, very different tale. Jesus' birth was important to be virgin in Christianity's eyes due to origin sin and also He was created with no seed, but God formed Him in Mary's womb with none involved. Attis was conceived by a tree made from genitals impregnanted his mother. Even this anti-Christian source that believes Christianity was made by secret societies will tell you that. I cannot find out the exact object whether fruit or seed, but the general idea is the same.

Crucifixion is a tricky one. There's many different tellings. All in all, it seems like he died by his own hand though some say a bull killed him. A tree was involved, either under or hung on a tree. This is not the same, as the reasons and ways They got there is not at all the same. I could show how both Abraham Lincon and Adolf Hitler died by a gun to the head. Yes, that's true, but the reasons and context is so ridiculously different no one would take you seriously.

Some just say "resurrection" but the sources that actually go into it seem to say that Zeus just... preserved his body. He never came back, just the body stayed fresh. Very different.

Mithra

Mithra hatched out of a rock. I mean he wasn't conceived by sex, so that's something? Not much though.

Actually Mithra is the most pathetic excuse on here. No mention of death (which means no staying dead or being resurrected) or disciples. Whoever made this just straight up lied for Mithra. Like, more than this entire thing.

Dionysus

Both ones have him conceived, then born by a new person bc something happened. He was always conceived from sex.

Could not find any proof of any other claims, unless the "resurrection" was his rebirth after getting killed as an infant, then having his heart eaten and being conceived again, but like. Jesus' resurrection and birth was very different, and Dionysus was more of rebirth. Not to mention that this is the lesser agreed upon birth of Dionysus.

I'm not saying you have to believe Christianity due to this analysis ofc, but I just saw this and wanted to see how fabricated this was, which is very. The similarities there are are not enough to claim it is inspired, as tales come eerily close to life sometimes, and these are not errily close at all. If you disagree or found reputable sources, you're welcome to add on. I will be ignoring and blocking rude and holier than thou comments or just "Jesus isn't real lmao" bc really it's not worth my time.

#my ramblings #Christianity #Jesus Christ #Christian apologetics #Christian friendly #antitheists do not touch #Christblr #tw necrophillia mention

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lilyclawthorne · 3 years ago

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Keeping Up A-fear-ance's Thoughts

I finished writing this shortly after 3 am after watching the new episode like three times because I simply had too much energy about it and I have so many thoughts because I simply live for clawthornes and also I tried to break it up with more photos this time sorry not sorry if it's a lot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

YOUNG EDA!! let me just say I am quite a fan of opening with a flashback like we've done here and the last episode

"we have never seen a curse like this before" Lilith you had shit luck picking out curses huh

"cut it out if we have to" goddamn Gwen let'a calm the fuck down a bit.

anyways we've only really seen young Eda as a wild and confident and happy little child so I appreciate seeing this side of her with the anxiety and fear she's feeling here. I love seeing what the curse stuff was like for her as a kid

Gwen: I raised a perfectly fine kid

Me: no you didn't look at her she's got anxiety

I'm guessing this is their backyard or just some woods behind their house?? wonder if the portal was placed there by another elder family member.

lmao I can't even begin to imagine what small Eda experiencing the human realm was like for the first time

Gwens giving me "I can't accept that my child is disabled/chronically ill/etc." here. y’know the kinda parent that'll put their kid through hell over something they probably will find a way to learn to live with (which Eda did do)

ok that's it I humbly request to know the story behind the fang now (also the noise she made when she put it in was freaking cute)

new dress! new boots! new dress! new boots!

..yikes that fridge is empty

"calm down the curse acts stronger when you're stressed" Eda do you know who you're talking to here

confirmation losing limbs is in fact a side effect of the curse!! (y'know since Eda originally said it just happens when you get older)

please I love these sisters they're so sweet and make me wanna go 🥺

"suddenly curious about my past" "always. always curious" Luz says exactly what we all think

witchlet?? sweet flea?? she's got pet names for them 🥺 (although idk how much I'd like to be referred to as any kind of flea sorry Lilith)

ok Gwen is very much not close to what I expected and I'm kinda grateful for that

she's more like super caring but still managed to royally fuck up which was my original head canon for clawthorne parents so uh that's cool. but literally, look at their body language, Eda's pissed, Lilith's sad and making herself small. she's clearly messed up with her parenting on both of them along the way.

"who knows what they put in those nasty concoctions?" mama clawthorne would be a fucking anti-vaxxer wouldn't she

ok I side with Eda here more than Luz and Lilith. just because Luz misses her mother, or Lilith hasn’t seen their mom in so long doesn’t mean Eda has to feel all grateful for the presence of Gwen, especially if the woman has caused her a lot of trouble over the years

I feel like the fact that its actually both Lilith and Gwendolyn have spent their whole lives dedicated to trying to find a cure could probably have held some kind of weight on Eda at some point. Even though she shouldn't feel guilty or responsible for that, I still feel like it's gotta suck knowing these people have spent so much time on something you know is likely never gonna happen, all for you.

Lilith 😞 her mother really just didn't pay attention to her all these years

hey if this guy does some next level healing magic then why isn't he more well-known, huh? why’d it take so long to come across him?? Gwen do you know what the fuck you're doing cause I think you don't

Lilith just because you're depressed about your mom doesn't mean you have to bring king down too 😠

SUPER irrelevant but is anyone else just bothered by the way Lilith is holding her spoon?? that doesn't seem like a comfortable way to hold a spoon. also is she left handed??

"knife season came early" EDA WHAT DOES THAT MEAN. is this a boiling isles things or is this a it’s common for people to throw knives at you thing

also I want to be surprised Eda fell for the apple blood signs but I am not 😔

Luz please trust you're gut on this one and not mama clawthorne

ok now I need to know why the fridge was empty but they had 18 cartons of ice cream this is why you guys don't have food you're wasting it all on ice cream.

wow never thought I'd see the day hooty became the voice of reason

also, night market ice cream?? are they implying this ice cream is like, edibles of some sort?? Lilith does seem kinda high here ngl. idk man but at least she wants to stand up for herself so good for her.

PLEASE kings just offering her ice cream while she transforms

"first in a series" Gwen honey oh no. you've been duped. I think we can see where Lilith got her naïveté from huh.

Also, nice snatch Luz 😊

anyways love how this show is basically making fun of moms who refuse to give their kids proper medical treatment or listen to medical professionals here

EXCUSE ME why do we know Gwen's palisman's name before we know Lilith's?????

"I am a mother who'll do anything for her daughter" you're mom who's suffocating obsession with one daughter has left the other neglected and is currently causing her to turn into a full on beast ya dummy

Eda DOES have a right to be upset. it sucks that her own valid emotions that she should get to feel will cause her while body to betray her.

PLEASE I’M SO GLAD LILITH’S BEAST DESIGN LOOKS LIKE HER AND IS NOT THE THING FROM THE TRAILER THAT IS ACTUALLY IN EDA"S HEAD WHEN SHE’S TRANSFORMED

but also why is she SO massive?? also anyone concerned that this is her first transformation and the light glyph trick wouldn't even work??

Gwen look at what you've done, you've fostered feelings of inferiority in one daughter causing her to feel the need for sibling rivalry that the pure instincts of the raven beast cannot suppress no matter how much their sisterly relationship had improved.

HOW COULD YOUR OTHER DAUGHTER ALSO BEING CURSED BE A PART OF THE PROCESS GWEN??

"after Eda was cursed, I joined the beast keeping coven" woah woah WOAH. you're telling me you only joined because of trying to help Eda. that covens existed, before Eda got cursed, and you very much weren't a part of one. combine that with "some words for belos" she has and do I smell wild witch theory still plausible???

anyways at least mama clawthorne is getting some sense into her head here

Morton c'mon help a girl out, that's some dang good art too what the heck dude

ok fine mama clawthorne to the rescue

no pls not raven beast Lilith crying im crying now

Gwen: I raised a fine and self-sufficient child

Me: no you didn't look at her. she's got, SO MUCH.

GODDAMN THATS SOME POWER. ngl this only adds fuel to the fire in my head that there was some kinda reasoning these sisters were torn apart, that someone felt they'd be too powerful together (and they were probably right)

"I heard you but I couldn't stop myself, I couldn't do anything" may be just because she's not used to the curse but again part of me is concerned that because she couldn't pull herself out of it even a little bit like Eda did that there's something wrong there. but she also could've been stressed beyond reasonably calming herself down too.

ok but this is sweet

NOOO im so sad Lilith's leaving :( I literally cried ok

"you lived here?" fine OKAY king that was hilarious even if im sad about this

"reconnect with dad" excuse me where the fuck has this man been in the middle of all of this. curse shit is going DOWN and he's just chilling at home.

I am curious about people's thoughts regarding the whole Lilith regression thing and the fact that she's literally going to be living with her parents again. I feel like it could help nurture that inner child she's been reverting back to and help her out a LOT. but I could also be concerned about it feeding into the regression and making it worse?? idk and this show probably ain't getting that actually deep into psych anyways

"some day my hair is gonna be big enough to do that too" Luz I cannot wait for the day. also mood, I wish I could do that too.

alright who's holding the fucking pen for hooty we need a volunteer RIGHT NOW so we can remain in contact with Lulu

NOT THE ONLY HUMAN? my bets on the real azura rip never mind she said he

Titan’s Blood?? interesting. If the blood of the titan is around I wonder what that means regarding the titans existence, and how long its been since the titan fell.

AHH BABY LUZ PHOTO

ALSO WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?? They're really gonna spring that on us like this??? Camila's gotta notice somethings wrong right??? Unless any differences she just chalks up to the camp?? oh god :(

well, anyways lumity shippers come get yo juice next weekend

anyways im gonna need to add a NOT canon compliant tag on that one Gwendolyn fic I wrote because it definitely do not comply anymore

#toh #the owl house #owl house #keeping up afearances #keeping up a-fear-ances

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quilloftheclouds · 3 years ago

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i'd love to hear Víðarr and Charlie rambles!!

[Help me develop my side characters!]

I REALLY LOVE THESE TWO SO THANK YOU FOR THE EXCUSE >:D

Also you asked for 'rambles' so I'm not sorry for the length nope

I don't have all the exact details of their early lives worked out, as it's not honestly crucial to the Anchored Souls story, but their adulthood is fairly important!

Víðarr wasn't quite as emotionless-like as Io, but Charlie was definitely the only one who could get a laugh or even just a smile out of him! Usually with inside jokes or some convoluted scientific funny or something. The two had been friends since they both first met each other in their early years of training, and Charlie's been Víðarr's right-hand man ever since, especially once Víðarr earned the rank of captain and required advice on big important things from someone he trusted.

Víðarr and Charlie had worked together for quite a number of years by this point, so when Víðarr suddenly closes himself off from his friend, the doctor wants to know what's up. Charlie's shut out---Víðarr knows involving his friend would endanger him, and decides not to take that risk.

But then this mysterious "scholar" named Dione Nikolaeva is invited on one of Sørenson's voyages, and Charlie starts to get annoyed that Víðarr's paying so much attention to this lady he's just met when the doctor's left in the dark. He's learning to accept it at this point, though.

But said 'annoyance' gets even worse when Víðarr starts spending a lot more time with a certain María Martínez-Alcantara when serving as an emissary for a peace treaty to Spain. María's nice, though, and Charlie likes her, so Charlie doesn't understand why he's so annoyed about how often Víðarr's around her.

Yeah, well. Said 'annoyance' is called jealousy.

Dr. Charlie Mellor is single in legal terms, but uh... this ramble has led to me deciding Charlie almost certainly had a crush on Violet's father and he may or may not have had a polyamorous relationship with the captain and his wife oops. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways, Charlie's named as Violet's godfather, which in this time period meant that he was obligated to care for her in the event that something happen to her parents. Fast forward near a decade, Víðarr comes home from a secretive voyage with a... child. Probably. Said child is promptly adopted.

Said child is also not really a child, as Charlie soon discovers, being the only doctor that Víðarr trusts enough with the knowledge that holy mother of god his recently adopted child is a hecking SIREN. But yeah that was pretty important because Dr. Mellor is able to help Celestine with some fairly major medical concerns about being a siren that refuses to enter water ever.

Fast forward a few more years and oops Víðarr's now missing and his wife is dead and the siren-child is gone and Charlie's left with a small and horribly traumatized little girl to take care of now oops. Charlie still has to work aboard a ship, though, so Violet is essentially smuggled into Navy training as a sailor by lying about her age so she can stay with her new guardian.

And yeah that's them~

#vidarr #charlie #maria #celestine #dione #io #anchored souls #Quill's answers #i really like that actually #charlie was already kinda a third parent this just makes sense #also yes vidarr did/does indeed have a crush on dione #yes this is super awkward for everyone involved when everyone finds out

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keichanz · 5 years ago

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Shadows

i stayed up past my bedtime to finish this lmao whoops ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

drama? in my inuyasha family au? it’s more likely than you think l;ajdfoiajdf

*maniacal cackling*

Spooktober Day 24: Shadows

so when are we gonna tell em?

Parked on the street in front of Izayoi’s school, Inuyasha whiled away the time on his phone while he waited for his daughter to emerge from the building. He’d gotten out of work early enough that he’d had time to go home and change before driving the short trip to pick her up from school. Usually Kagome drove both of them home since it made more sense; Tai would either walk to her classroom after his lessons or she’d go to him, and usually Izayoi waited outside for her mom to pick her up.

This time he figured he’d save her the trouble since he had the time anyway, and he always loved the look of pleased surprise on his babygirl’s face when she spotted his truck waiting outside for her. A daddy’s girl through and through, Inuyasha wasn’t ashamed to admit that part of the reason he’d wanted to pick her up himself was to selfishly spend time together, just the two of them, even if it was only ten minutes on the way home.

His phone chimed with a new text and Inuyasha tapped the notification to open it up.

Mmm I think it’s best to wait until after Iz’s birthday. Don’t wanna steal her thunder.

steal her thunder? she’d probs think it’s the best bday gift ever kagome

She’s turning 13 Inuyasha. That’s sort of a big deal and it wouldn’t be fair.

kagoooomeeeeeeeeeee

After her birthday, Inuyasha. You can wait a few more days can’t you? <3

Chuckling, Inuyasha sent a brief “love you wench” and put his phone away with a sigh before glancing out the window toward the school. It was just before 3 pm, so Iz should be coming out any time now—

Inuyasha froze, sat up straight in his seat, and then leaned forward amber eyes narrowed dangerously. His lip curled and a low growl rumbled in his throat as his hand clenched tightly on the steering wheel, claws digging into the black leather, but he didn’t notice.

Some punk was chatting up his babygirl and standing way too fucking close. Inuyasha was out of the truck and storming toward them before he even realized what he was doing, murder on his face and golden eyes boring a hole through the punk’s head that dared flirt with his daughter. She was too good, too pure for the likes of him, for anybody, and he’d be damn sure to let the little asswipe know that in no uncertain terms.

“...And the skirt is going to be layered brown lace with some white ruffles—ugh, I’m sorry, this would be a lot easier if I had a phone so I can just show you a picture. Sorry I don’t have one yet.”

Izayoi blushed and gave an awkward smile, embarrassed that she lacked something most kids her age already had. Heck, even Rin had a phone. Granted, she was a year older, but she’d gotten it months before she turned thirteen. If it weren’t for her overprotective father and worrywart of a mother, she’d probably have one by now. Or at least she liked to think so.

Ugh, her life sucked.

Raiden smiled. “Nah, it’s cool,” he assured with a one-shouldered shrug, blue-green eyes warm as gave a lazy grin. “Mine was a gift for my fifteenth birthday so I haven’t had it long. Couple months, tops.”

He shrugged and laughed and oh well would ya look at that, her life suddenly sucked a lot less. Who knew a one Raiden Mashimo was the solution to a sucky life?

“That’s awesome!” she gushed, perhaps a bit too excitedly, and Izayoi flushed again before clearing her throat and saying much more calmly, “I’m hoping I’ll get one for my birthday too in a few days. I feel so left out, you know?”

She shrugged helplessly and smiled and gosh darn it he was just so freakin’ good-looking.

Raiden visibly perked up, his head tilting a little to the side as he queried, “Your birthday’s soon?”

Dear god why was she blushing again? “Um, y-yeah. Next week, actually. Monday.”

The dark-haired teenager grinned. “Wicked. And I have an idea now: how about after school, we can go the Halloween store and you can help me pick out my costume to match yours? Then afterward, if-if you want to, that is, we can maybe...I dunno, go somewhere and get some celebratory hot chocolate, or somethin’.”

Raiden offered a shy smile and rubbed the back of his neck. Izayoi wanted to gape because it was the first time she’d ever seen him anything other than his usual confident, easy-going self and she found this shy, sweet side of him made her heart race in her chest as butterflies erupted in her belly.

“Oh,” she breathed, her eyes widening as she realized what that meant. A smile slowly bloomed across her face and she bit down on her lip, fighting against the urge to hop around in excitement like an idiot. A date! He’d asked her out on a date!

“I—I mean,” he continued, wincing a little as pink dusted the bridge of his nose and cheeks. “If you’re doing something with your family or whatever I completely understand, we can do it the next day or—”

“No!” Izayoi hurriedly interjected, waving her hands and shaking her head vigorously. At his startled look, she blushed and elaborated, “Er, I mean no, I don’t have anything planned, and yes I’d love to go with you.”

Visibly relieved, Raiden’s lazy grin reappeared and he nodded. “O-okay. Good. Cool. I mean—” He coughed and tried again. “Sounds like a plan. So should I wait for you or—uh...”

Raiden’s eyes suddenly went very wide as his gaze shifted behind her and Izayoi frowned.

“Raiden? Are you ok—”

The deep, dangerous growl that reverberated from behind her was very familiar and the sound, filled with lethal warning, had the bottom dropping out of her stomach and her heart jumping up into her throat. She stiffened and sucked in a sharp breath, ears pinning into her silver hair as horror seized her every thought.

No, she thought, even as she watched Raiden take a tentative step backward, noting how he kept shooting her nervous glances. Belatedly Izayoi noticed the shadow that had fallen over her and never before had she wanted so much to crawl under a rock and die. No, no, no, no nononononooooo...

Despite his obvious trepidation, however, Raiden – bless his heart – swallowed his nervousness and offered a wavering smile.

“A-ah, um, M-Mister Taisho,” the younger dog demon began, recovering from the initial shock of the imposing and slightly frightening figure the half-demon made. He cleared his throat and though still clearly nervous, he dipped into a shallow bow of respect.

Izayoi wanted to give him a big kiss for standing his ground and not running away. She knew from personal experience how intimidating her stupid dad could be sometimes and she knew he was purposely laying it on thick right now in an attempt to scare Raiden away. She knew she liked him for a reason and she may have just fallen a little harder for him right then.

“It’s…nice to meet you, sir,” Raiden said a little haltingly, however not once did he look away from the half-demon’s intimidating glare. “Uh, my name is Raiden Mashimo. I…go to school with Izayoi.”

When Inuyasha did nothing but continue to glower fiercely at him, arms crossed with a light scowl on his face, Raiden faltered slightly and glanced at Izayoi. She could do nothing but offer a trembling, apologetic smile, face burning in embarrassment while her eyes begged him to forgive her. If Raiden never talked to her again after this, she was never going to forgive her stupid overbearing father.

Raiden returned he smile, though it came across as more of a grimace, and swallowed thickly before focusing his attention back on her silent father. Inuyasha’s jaw tightened but he said nothing.

“We were just, uh, talking about our costumes. For the party. At…your house?”

Inwardly Raiden winced and wanted to kick himself. Oh yeah. Real smooth, idiot.

That finally received a response and the half-demon narrowed his eyes before growling, “Costumes?”

Encouraged, Raiden seemed to breathe a little easier as he nodded eagerly. “Yeah! I mean even though she lives there, we decided we’re gonna go together and, y’know, match up our cost—”

“I don’t think so,” Inuyasha cut him off, his tone cold and his stare hard.

Raiden balked and blinked in surprise. “What—”

“He means okay,” Izayoi hastily interjected in a voice unusually high pitched, her eyes wide and imploring as the stared at the boy in front of her. “Don’t worry, he’s just—”

“I mean,” Inuyasha snapped, shooting his daughter a sharp look to quell any further interruptions while simultaneously demanding her obedience, “that you’re not going anywhere with my daughter and you sure as hell ain’t gonna ‘match costumes.’ I can’t stop you from coming obviously, but I catch you anywhere near her and I will personally escort you off my property.”

Izayoi whimpered and smashed a hand over her mouth as her eyes brimmed with tears.

Raiden gaped incredulously as the half-demon finished with, “We clear, whelp?”

Dropping his gaze to the girl before him, Raiden stared into amber eyes glistening with unshed tears and easily read the desperate plea for him to forgive her for her father’s unfair behavior. She removed her hand and mouthed “I’m so sorry” over and over, shaking her head, and he sucked in a sharp breath.

Nodding once to her, hoping that she understood that he did not blame her at all, Raiden steeled himself and focused his attention back on her father, carefully schooling his expression.

“Understood, sir,” he murmured, gave another short bow, then meeting Izayoi’s teary gaze with an apologetic wince, Raiden turned and walked away, hands in his pockets and posture stiff as a board.

Inuyasha snorted as he watched the kid go, more or less satisfied with how that exchanged had gone. Granted, he’d looked more confused than truly intimidated as that had been what he’d been aiming for, but whatever. Didn’t matter as long as he got the message that his precious babygirl was off limits.

“Least this one seems to have more brains than the wolf’s brat,” he commented before dismissing the boy and heading for the truck. “Let’s go, Iz, it’s cold out and you forgot your jacket again.”

When he didn’t hear light footfalls following after him, Inuyasha paused and looked over his shoulder with a frown. Izayoi hadn’t moved, still standing there staring in the direction that little punk had wandered off to. It appeared she hadn’t even heard him ears completely immobile and face blank.

His frown deepened. “Izayoi,” he called. “Let’s go. Your mom’s probably wondering where we are by now and I’ll have ten missed calls and thirty-seven texts on my phone.”

Once more he went ignored and Inuyasha sighed impatiently. She couldn’t be that hung up on some kid, could she? He opened his mouth to demand she get her butt in gear, unafraid to stalk over and carry her if he had to, but then the salty scent of tears drifted over to him on the breeze and Inuyasha faltered. What the—was she...was she crying? What the hell—

“Iz?” he asked, turning around and crossing the distance between them. “What’s wro—”

“How could you?” Izayoi suddenly hissed and the amount of venom in her voice had Inuyasha stopping in his tracks.

Inuyasha studied her silently for a moment, trying to figure out why she was so upset, but when nothing came to him he shook his head and asked carefully, “How could I wh—”

“How could you?!” his daughter shrieked this time, whirling around to pin him with a fierce, baleful glare it momentarily took Inuyasha aback. Tears were running unchecked down her face, her hands were clenched into tight fists, and her ears were flattened against her head.

Recovering quickly and unwilling to let his child get away with such a show of temper, especially to him, Inuyasha pinned her with a glare of his own and bared his fangs as a warning growl echoed in his throat.

“Watch your tone, pup—”

“No,” Izayoi snapped, glowering at him even more fiercely as the tears continued to spill down her cheeks. “I can’t believe you just—I can’t even—ugh!”

With a wordless cry of fury, the young hanyou growled her aggravation before abruptly spinning on her heel and storming away, back stiff with anger and teeth clenched so tight her jaw ached. She tried to ignore the hallow ache in her chest, tried to swallow the sob of despair that welled up in her throat and fought to escape past her lips as her stomach clenched painfully. She felt cold all over and was vaguely aware that she was shaking, but none of that mattered.

Her mental anguish far outweighed anything that she might have been feeling on the physical plane because Izayoi was positive now that Raiden would never talk to her again and it was all her stupid dad’s fault.

“Hey!” Inuyasha called after her, but she ignored him. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going? Get in the truck, Izayoi. I’m taking you home and we can discuss this—”

“I’m walking,” Izayoi spat back at him without stopping or even looking at him. Like hell she was going to voluntarily be in the same space as him right now. She was too angry, too hurt; she couldn’t even look at him without wanting to break down and weep. Just thinking about it had another sob catching in her throat but she bit it back, pressing her lips together as her eyes burned with more tears.

“The hell you are,” her father snapped and stomped after her. “Quit the attitude and get in the truck, Izayoi. Now.”

Izayoi ignored him and kept walking, a little faster this time.

Cursing a blue streak, Inuyasha stopped, crossed his arms, and barked, “Truck now or you’re grounded.”

His daughter stopped. Straightened her shoulders. Then whirled around to pin him with a withering glare so intense, if looks could kill he’d be six feet under by now.

Unmoved, Inuyasha stared back evenly, not giving an inch, however the slight narrowing of his eyes, a not so subtle warning, suggested she would do well to heed his demand and promptly.

Izayoi glared murderously at him for another minute, no doubt pissed off that he’d used such an unfair threat, then finally did ass he was told and stalked toward the vehicle still sitting on the street.

Inuyasha waited until she was inside with the door shut, not putting it passed her to bolt at the last second, before following suit, jogging the rest of the way just in case she decided to get smart and lock him out. Thankfully she did and when he slid behind the wheel she refused to look at him, arms folded tightly across her chests as she glowered out the window.

She was still shaking and Inuyasha turned up the heat before pulling away and making a U-turn to head home.

“You gonna tell me what the hell all that was or you gonna keep being pissy?” he asked her, flicking a glance at his silent daughter through the review before looking straight again.

Izayoi tightened her jaw but otherwise did not respond, remaining in stony silence.

Inuyasha sighed and hung a right. He hated fighting with her, but sometimes it was the only way to solve the problem at hand. How fortuitous to be blessed with a daughter with a temper that matched his own?

And by fortuitous be meant annoying as fuck.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re so mad about,” Inuyasha growled as he turned onto their street a few minutes later, “but this attitude needs to stop, right now, because if you think I’m gonna let you talk to your mother like you did with me, you got another think comin’, kiddo.”

Izayoi scoffed loudly and grabbed her backpack, getting ready to open the door and bolt the instant they pulled into the driveway. Another wave of tears pricked the back of her eyes and she bit down hard to stifle the whimper that threatened to escape. Her chest ached, her throat tightened, and she squeezed her eyes shut tight.

Glancing at her in the review, Inuyasha frowned but didn’t say anything more since they were just about home anyway. Predictably Kagome’s SUV was already parked in front of the garage and he pulled in next to it, hoping that the brief car ride had cooled her temper somewhat like it had his.

He hadn’t even put the truck in park before Izayoi opened the door and darted out so fast she didn’t even bother to close the door behind her. Inuyasha cursed and hurriedly shifted into park before cutting the engine and hastily following after her, not wanting to spare the extra second to close her door but he did.

Kagome was in the kitchen fixing up an after school snack for her daughter while Tai watched cartoons in the other room when the side door suddenly slammed open and the hanyou in question came tearing through it.

“Iz—” she tried but her daughter didn’t even spare her a glance and Kagome heard what sounded like a muffled sob as Izayoi tore past her and ran toward the stairs, not even bothering to take them one at a time and instead using her hanyou strength to launch herself to the top in two leaps. Seconds later another slam reverberated throughput the house as she closed herself in her room.

“Izayoi!” her husband barked a second later right before he came crashing through the door and Kagome blinked.

“Oh, dear,” she whispered and putting down the peanut butter covered butter knife, Kagome hurriedly moved to intercept the obviously ticked off hanyou intent on following their daughter.

“Dammit—” Inuyasha hissed, scowling as he stormed after his rebellious offspring, but small hands were suddenly pressed against his chest, stopping his warpath, and he turned his glower on his wife.

“Outta the way, Kagome, I need to—”

“No,” Kagome said firmly, her tone brooking no room for argument. “Not like this, you aren’t. I have no idea what happened, but you need to sit down and cool your temper before you go talking to her because you’ll just end up making it worse.”

He snapped his jaw shut and glared at her, offended.

She shrugged because it was true; she knew first hand how her daughter and husband’s arguments could be like because she was often in the middle of them.

“Go sit, drink some cider,” Kagome told him, firmly but gently as she reached up to fondly tweak his ear. “Let me talk to her first, okay? Sometime tells me you’re the last person she wants to see right now, anyway.”

And it was if those words took the wind right out of his sails because Inuyasha deflated, ears lowering as he closed his eyes, shoulders slumping. Dammit, she was right, as usual; his daughter could be just as headstrong as him, and if he went to her now, they’d just end up in another shouting match, getting nowhere fast.

Kagome’s hand on his cheek prompted him to open his eyes to find her smiling gently at him, her caramel colored eyes warm with understanding and his throat tightened as a whine threatened to escape.

“Let me talk to her,” she repeated and leaned up to kiss his jaw. “It’ll be fine, love. Just give it some time. I’ll be back soon.”

With that she patted his cheek and headed for the stairs to get the story from their clearly distraught daughter.

Inuyasha took a steadying breath, pinched his nose, and wandered into the living room to see to their five-year-old. He could hear little sounds of distress coming from him, no doubt wondering what was just happened, and he couldn’t bear to have both of his children upset.

At least this one didn’t want to tear his face off, Inuyasha sourly mused as he hefted Tai into his arms where he immediately burrowed into him and then sank down onto the couch to wait.

He hated waiting.

Mercifully it wasn’t long at all before he heard the sound of a door being closed and light footsteps coming down the stairs a few seconds later. Reclined on the couch with Tai napping against him, Inuyasha’s ears perked up and he turned his head as Kagome entered the living room. Her small smile was encouraging, but he didn’t let his hopes get too high; it was entirely possible Izayoi still didn’t want to talk to him. He didn’t know if it was because she was female, nearly a teenager, or just because she had his blood in her veins, but when his daughter held a grudge, she held a grudge.

Kagome settled beside him and smiled down at their napping son, smoothing back his hair. She was silent as she gathered her thoughts, trying to find a way to explain as best as she can without upsetting him again because she knew he wasn’t gong to like what she had to say.

“Well, she told me what happened,” she remarked with a sigh. “And I know you’re not going to like this, but you shouldn’t have done that.”

Her husband set his jaw and looked away, glaring at the TV that at the moment had brightly colored cartoon characters on it.

Kagome shook her head, unsurprised at his reaction. “She really likes this boy, Inuyasha. And you embarrassed her by putting on your ‘I’m-so-intimidating’ act and pretty much forbidding her from going near him and vice versa. And threatening to escort him off the property if he gest too close? Inuyasha...”

Said hanyou scowled and refused to comment.

Kagome dropped her gaze to Tai’s sleeping face and tenderly smoothed back his bangs, remembering when her little girl was this small and she was still able to pick her up. She couldn’t believe she was going to be a teenager in just a few short days. How time flies...

“She’s too good for him,” Inuyasha suddenly grumbled, a slight pout of his face. “She’s...she’s innocent, too young to be thinking about boys.”

Kagome smiled. Now she understood.

“Inuyasha,” she began softly, moving her hand to cradle her husband’s jaw and adding gentle pressure to get him to meet her eyes. “Whether you like it or not, she’s going to be thirteen in just a few short days. She’s going to start being more independent, more outspoken and rebellious, and yes, she’s going to start dating, too.”

Inuyasha flinched and looked about ready to argue, but Kagome spoke up before he could get a word in edgewise.

“I know it’s a little hard to accept, but she’s not going to be your little girl forever, Inuyasha.”

He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes with a wince, the words painful to hear however true they were.

Kagome smiled sadly and continued, “You can’t be her constant shadow, protecting her from everything and essentially stunting her growth. She needs room to grow, to make a few mistakes and learn from them, to become a lovely young woman with a good head on her shoulders. She’s not stupid, Inuyasha, you and I both know that. She’s fully capable of taking care of herself, or do I need to remind you of Daisuke?”

Inuyasha blinked and then a slow grin curved his mouth upward, recalling how she’d broken the brat’s nose for being too forward. Heh. She could take care of herself, couldn’t she?

Kagome suddenly sighed and stood up, leaning down to take Tai from his arms and cradle him against her shoulder; he remained fast asleep.

“I don’t think she’s ready to talk yet,” she said, casting a glance at the ceiling. “Let her come to you, alright? I know you want to fix this, but you won’t get anywhere if only one of you are willing to mend the bridge.”

Sighing in defeat, Inuyasha nodded and thrust a hand through his hair. She was right. Again, goddammit.

Slim fingers caught his ear and rubbed the soft flesh soothingly. Inuyasha closed his eyes and leaned into her touch.

“It’ll be okay,” she whispered before warm lips pressed against his cheek. “Just give it time.”

With one last warm smile, Kagome left, probably to take Tai up to his room to have the rest of his nap in peace.

Inuyasha watched her go and withheld a whine.

Fuck, he really hated waiting.

It was just after 9 pm when Inuyasha padded down the carpeted hallway to her room, steaming cup of hot cocoa in his hand and hopeful mindset. Izayoi had only come out of her room to eat dinner and shower before retreating from whence she came. Though she still wouldn’t look at him – or even acknowledge him, really – his daughter was no longing glaring death at him so he would call that an improvement.

Maybe it still wasn’t the right time, but he couldn’t wait anymore. He’d done nothing but think about what happened and now he wanted to reconcile with his little girl. He wanted to feel one of her hugs, wanted her to smile at him again, and he desperately wanted to hear her say “I love you, daddy.”

Even if his efforts were wasted, he at least wanted to try.

Stopping before her door, Inuyasha took a breath and knocked.

“Iz?” he called out softly, confident she could hear him through the heavy wood. “Can we, uh, talk?”

Nothing.

Ears lowering, he tried again. “I brought you some hot cocoa. The way you like it, with the marshmallows and whipped cream.”

More silence. Not even a rustle of clothing, though he did hear the gentle whistling of the wind outside.

He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the door. “Please, babygirl. I just wanna talk. Can you let me in?”

Still nothing, and Inuyasha frowned. “Iz?”

Taking a chance, he turned the knob and cracked open the door enough to peer inside. He wasn’t expecting it to be dark inside his daughter’s room and instantly concerned, he opened the door the rest of the way. When he didn’t see her right away the beginnings of panic started to set in and he whipped his head around, amber eyes searching the shadows of the room for his daughter, and he was just about ready to bellow her name when a he felt crisp wind on his face and something fluttering in his peripheral.

Inuyasha snapped his head toward the window—and relaxed, the breath whooshing but of his lungs as realization dawned.

Heaving a sigh as his ears drooped low – it looked like he wouldn’t be getting that talk tonight – Inuyasha ambled over to the open window where the curtains were gently swaying in the breeze and set the mug of hot cocoa down on the nightstand beside the window.

Hidden within the shadows of the large oak tree in their backyard, Inuyasha caught a flash of silver and gold as Izayoi pretended she hadn’t noticed him at her window and the older half-demon tried very hard to ignore the ache in his chest as he left his daughter’s bedroom without a word.

#shadows #spooktober prompts #day 24 #oneshot #inuyasha #kagome #izayoi #raiden #keizfanfiction #fanfiction

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greatfay · 5 years ago

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Sabrina

Ohhhhh boy.

my all-time ultimate fave character:

Ambrose Spellman. First of all who are his parents? How is he Sabrina’s cousin? Whatever. This man is so beautiful right like all the time, or 90% of the time, idk why the other characters don’t just record his voice and play it back whenever they have a dumbass moment, a sort of audio “What Would Ambrose Do” recorder because every single time, Ambrose ends up being riiiiight. And there’s still so much about him that’s gone unexplored imo. The Vatican plot, the group he was a part of, him grieving his boyfriend from season 2?? Just saying, considering the character of Salem was split into the not-talking Cat and Ambrose, he really should be more intertwined into the plot.

a character I didn’t used to like but now do:

Prudence. She also grew on me, though there’s some issues with this show’s writing and I think it comes from Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa trying to be Ryan Murphy in the worst way possible. Yes you can quote me on this, don’t @ me, argue with your mama. Prudence and her Weird Sisters are basically the Unholy Trinity of CAOS, except that unlike Brittany and Santana, Agatha and Dorcas never get real character development, and Prudence’s cold outer shell slowly melts only to pop back up unexpectedly and cruelly, so it’s like I like her! But then she’ll say/do things in random moments that makes it hard to like her because The Writing. Liiiike her blaming Ambrose at the end of Part 3 for that thing that happened. Also casting a person of color to play a fictitious fantasy race that calls other races “half-breeds” is never cool lmao, I’ve noticed this is a trend in fantasy, basically take your character who’s supposed to be a race supremacist and cast a black person to be them and suddenly it’s not as bad—it’s worse. And anyway I’d take a whole spin-off miniseries of Ambrose and Prudence with her TWO FUCKING SWORDS prancing across the Scottish countryside and down New Orleans streets on a quest. Geralt is shaking.

a character I used to like but now don’t:

Nick. I love a bad boy. I love a bad boy with layers. Everything about his character was supposed to be a tempting fruit to convince Sabrina to sign her name in the book, and for the most part it works!!! So the Dark Lord might ask you to sacrifice a baby here and there, you get to have magic! And do sex magic with Gavin Leatherwood. And I had very different expectations for where his arc would go in Part 3. Sulking was not a good look for him. Jealousy was also not a good look for him. And the foot thing was gross af. I don’t see how his character can remain relevant moving forward if he’s not even Sabrina’s friend, let alone her boyfriend.

a character I’m indifferent about:

Sabrina. At first, I liked her characterization because as much as I’m a sucker for magic, it would be hard to just ghost all your friends. Especially if you have real friends, people who would be there for you, people you know are vulnerable and want to protect. I liked Sabrina as this half-in/half-out girl who wants both worlds and does the right thing. I also don’t mind a hero who does shady shit to save the day because I’m all about that moral complexity. But now she’s a bit annoying, like pull out your moral compass and pick a point! So I feel nothing toward her. My positive and negative feelings cancel out.

a character who deserved better:

Lilith. She should’ve been Queen of Hell. That whole plot point should’ve been stretched out WAY longer, especially the “they’re praying to ME” scene. BUT. I’ll say this. As much as I would’ve liked a whole Queen Lilith/Church of Lilith thing, miss thang didn’t really market herself at all. Lucifer knew exactly how to get these people eating out of his hands, and Lilith does… nothing! When they prayed to her for the first time, she should’ve made all the statues cry milk, butterflies sing with the voices of the dead, and a rainbow appear in the sky. It’s about the Drama, she could’ve a whole following but spent the whole season being Sabrina’s Unholy Godmother. Which of course, is due to the Writing. I’m just surprised she never betrayed Sabrina, and also her getting stuck with her abuser again is disgusting.

a ship I’ve never been able to get into:

Sabrina/Harvey. They’re portrayed as endgame in the beginning but I knew he’d always be the thing holding her back from Plot Stuff, so he had to go; plus he never had a positive experience with magic and was never going to be onboard. Next is, surprisingly, Ambrose/Prudence. I really like the Sherlock/Watson thing they have going on, but Ambrose is just so nice and Prudence so blunt that they only have chemistry when they’re fucking, and tbh my “ships” are actual relationships, not fuckingships, there has to be shared emotional baggage and communication, which they didn’t have. Ya know what… Sabrina x Prudence. Now there’s a couple I would root for.

a ship I’ve never been able to get over:

Sabrina/Nick because it was the sneeze that never happened. Feels like I didn’t even see it onscreen. Next is Tommy/Life because he shouldn’t have died, and my OTP is Faustus/Jail because he’s a fucking creep.

a cute, low-key ship:

Theo/Robin. Listen… not only are they cute as heck individually, but together it’s too powerful. And it’s such a big deal that a trans masculine main character can be the object of someone’s affections that were so strong that the character in question betrays their own family, a group of mythical creatures and gods, to do the right thing and protect him. Runner-up is Zelda/

an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it:

I don’t think I have one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened:

Zelda/Faustus. Literally I vomit, I euuuughhh, euuuuughhh 🤢 listen I am not a woman, I don’t think I believe in incarnations? But watching their interactions triggered like… flashbacks in me as if I was a suburban housewife in the year 1958 and my husband will be home in 5 minutes and the “shrimp jello salad” I was supposed to have ready for him is a complete disaster and he’s going to beat me. I got Game of Thrones flashbacks watching their interactions.

my favourite storyline/moment:

When I actually thought Sabrina killed one of the Weird Sisters was a great moment for me personally, also liked the flashbacks of Lilith in the dawn of Earth, also loved Ambrose and Prudence’s adventures across the world.

a storyline that never should have been written:

That whole nightmare hallucination where Theo (before he changed his pronouns and name) woke up in a “boy’s body” was so intimately disgusting and terrible and problematic, it almost completely undoes every good thing about Theo’s storylines and the representation.

Harvey getting accepted to some artsy private school only to be haunted by nightmares of the Dark Lord??? Where did that go again? I forgot.

my first thoughts on the show:

Dark, creepy, stylish. I like it.

my thoughts now:

Messier, sometimes frustrating, still dark, still stylish. I like it?

Ask me about a tv show/movie series/book series!

#zerograviga #caos #chilling adventures of sabrina

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jonsateaparty · 6 years ago

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Let’s Analyse The Heck Outta This Playlist

I have listened to every single song in the Game of Thrones: The End Is Here playlist and hooo boy do I have shit to say.

Looking at all the songs, I found that I could seperate them into different categories. The categories were songs which fit certain characters or houses, or songs which fit the white walkers or war in general. There were also quite a few love songs, some of which could be easily interpreted as jonsa. Below the cut I’ve put together all the songs in their categories with some lyrics for each song and any notes I made while listening.

HOWEVER since that shit is loong, I’m gonna add a preemptive TL;DR for some categories of interest before the cut.

JONSA

Overall, there were six songs that I could recognize as jonsa. The themes of these songs were that of a passionate and loving romance, with the occasional tinge of forbidden love and having to wait for their lover. These songs were also very, very blatant in their connection to jonsa. With most of them, jonsa was honest to goodness the only GoT interpretation for this love song. I really was shocked listening to how blatantly jonsa this playlist is guys.

J0NERYS

There were three songs in the playlist which I could call j0nerys songs. One of these songs I could argue belongs elsewhere and only there was one jonsa song that was ambiguous enough that it could be attributed to j0nerys. My absolute favourite song of these three is the song Little Monster by Royal Blood. In this song, a man who refers to himself as a wolf is the lover of someone who he calls Little Monster and betrays her. Yeah. They really went there.

D4NY/TARGARYEN

Three songs that are definitely about her, but I suspect a few of the “general” war songs are about her as well. Why, you say? Because Dark D4ny LIVES in this playlist man. These songs, which are mainly about fire and “black wings” (Drogon, anyone), talk about someone mad with powerlust, a “bitch” coming to take you to hell, and being haunted by demons in the fire. DARK D4NY IS COMING AND MY BODY IS READY FOR HR GLORY

STARK

In contrast to songs about fire being full of madness, the four “wolf” Stark songs that we get are about being free and victorious. One song in particular talks about the “Wolves of Winter” getting the better of someone who has “fits of paranoia”, someone who sees themselves as an exception but without people supporting them, they’re going to lose. Like. Holy shit.

TARGBOWL

Now, most of the other songs are either about the Greyjoys/Lannisters, generic war songs, power or dead things. However there is ONE war song that I think heavily implies targbowl. This song is called Go to War by Nothing More and seems to be about two groups of people who were once on the same side going to war.

That’s it of particular interest, however if you want to see a list of all songs and all categories, plus some lyrics and notes, check out under the cut!

Potential Jonsa Songs

Girl from the North Country – Bob Dylan - If you go when the snowflakes storm/When the rivers freeze and summer ends/Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm/To keep her from the howlin' winds Note: This song is either about Arya or Sansa. I honestly cannot see this song being about Arya, this is about a traditionally feminine girl with long hair. I say this is jonsa because I literally cannot think of any other thing this could be about.

Howlin’ for You – The Black Keys - I must admit/I can't explain/Any of these thoughts/Racing through my brain Note: Can’t explain their reasons (maybe because they shouldn’t be having them), wolf references, bird references? Very jonsa. Also could be general stark or gendrya.

Sister – Prince - My sister never made love to anyone else but me/She's the reason for my, uh, sexuality Note: OMG this SONG. Although this could also be about Jaime/Cercei… but considering that’s over, I’m going with jonerys. Especially since there’s a song about wolves right after…

Devil’s Spoke – Laura Marling -I might be a part of this/Ripple on water from a lonesome drip/A fallen tree that witness me/I'm alone, him and me Note: Honestly the only concrete reason I put this here is because I ship jonsa. It could be any ship. Also the first verse makes me thing of the Winterfell Godswood.

Winterlong – Niel Young - I waited for you Winter long/You seem to be where I belong

Furr – Blitzen Trapper - I brushed the leaves off of my snout/And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees/You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees/So I took her by the arm

Potential J0nerys Songs

Mama Kin – Aerosmith - Well you've always got your tail on the wag/Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon Note: Those line, plus the whole “Mama” thing makes me think this is jonerys. It could also be jon? I guess?

Little Monster – Royal Blood - I'm your wolf, I'm your man/I say run little monster/Before you know who I am Note: A song about a “wolf” in a relationship with a “little monster” who plans to betray them? HMMMMMMMMMMM.

Be My Fire – The Blue Stones - Baby, be my conjurer/And I'll hold you dear/Baby, be the visions in the night/And wait till morning light for you/To disappear

Dany/Targ Songs:

Sleep Now In the Fire – Rage Against The Machine - The world is my expense/The cost of my desire/Jesus blessed me with its future/And I protect it with fire.

Her Black Wings – Danzig - Demoness calls/The bitch is come/For those who wait/Cross the breach in hell Notes: I’m guessing another Targ song, what with the “black wings”.

Fire – Barns Courtney - Ghosts and devils come a-calling/Calling my name oh, lost in the fire

Stark Songs

Wolf Like Me – TV On The Radio - Got a curse I cannot lift/Shines when the sunset shifts/When the moon is round and full/Gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fish

Wolves of Winter – Biffy Clyro - We are the wolves of winter/We live in a kingdom of blood Note: Holy fuck the implications of Dark!Dany in this song!!!

Dire Wolf – Grateful Dead - In the timbers to Fennario, the wolves are running round/The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet 'neath the ground.

Killer Wolf – Danzig - I'm the wolf/I'm the one you want/I'm the killer wolf

Potential Targbowl Songs

Go to War – Nothing More - I don't know what you had in mind/But here we stand on opposing sides/Let's go to war Note: Holy FUCK, this song seems to really foreshadow targbowl. It’s not a generic war song like some of the others, and it’s not about dead/evil/cold wars. This song seems to be about people who were on the same side then turned against each other.

White Walkers/war for the living songs

Immigrant Song – Led Zeppelin - How soft your fields so green/Can whisper tales of gore/Of how we calmed the tides of war/We are your overlords

The End – The Doors - Of our elaborate plans, the end/Of everything that stands, the end/No safety or surprise, the end/I’ll never look into your eyes again

Cold Cold Cold – Cage The Elephant - Doctor look into my eyes/I've been breathing air but there's no sign of life/Doctor the problem's in my chest/My heart feels cold as ice but it's anybody's guess

Burn the Fleet - Thrice - In this dark night we stand or fall/We are kings now, or nothing at all/Check your armor; Light up your torch

Dead Skin Mask – Slayer - Graze the skin with my finger tips/The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means

General songs

Seven Nation Army – The White Stripes - Don't want to hear about it/Every single one's got a story to tell/Everyone knows about it/From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell

War – Grandson - War up north/And war down south/Everywhere is war

Let Me Live / Let Me Die – Des Rocs - Tears don't stop the fire/It's killing time/Back from the dead/See your eyes, got nothing left/Kiss me, I am the colder Note: This is a song of ice and fire. This. Is A. Song. Of. Ice. And. Fire.

POWER – Kanye West - Life is a trip, so sometimes we gonna stumble/You gotta go through pain in order to become you Note: I’d call this a general song but this came right after a song about wolves so make of that what you will 😉

Let’s Have A War – Fear - Let's have a war/So you can go and die!

Powa – Tune-Yards - Rebel, rebel, no/Lightening dances in my head

No One Knows – Queens of the Stone Age - We get some rules to follow/That and this/These and those/No one knows

The Time Is Now – Atreyu - Flying high above the world/It's a new life, it's a new mind/And I will never fall Note: A Time for Wolves anyone? Especially since this comes right after a wolf song…

Rise Above – Black Flag - Jealous cowards try to control/Rise above, we're gonna rise above

Alternative Ulster – Stiff Little Fingers - There's nothin' for us in Belfast/The Pound's old, and that's a pity/OK, so there's the Trident in Bangor Note: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The Sickbed of Cuchulainn – The Pogues - And you heard the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone/Frank Ryan bought you whiskey in a brothel in Madrid/And you decked some fucking blackshirt who was cursing all the Yids

Power – AJ Ghent [j-ent] - You wanna take me down/But I won’t bend

Toxicity – System of a Down - You, what do you own the world?/How do you own disorder, disorder

Here’s Your Future – The Thermals - God reached his hand down from the sky/He flooded the land then he set it on fire

Love is Blindess – U2 - A little death/Without mourning/No call/And no warning

Greyjoy Songs

Flugufrelsarinn – Sigur Rós - Ég næ ekki andanum og þyngist við hverja öldu/Mér vantar kraftaverk/Því ég er að drukkna – syndir (I can not breathe and I am heavier with every wave/I need a miracle/Because I am drowning- sins) Note: Lots of talk about the ocean/rivers/boats along with despairing over your sins and struggling to be better and repent. If that isn’t a fucking Theon song I don’t know what is.

Bottom Of The Deep Blue Sea – MISSIO - The sweet surrender of silence forces me to live alone/Locked and loaded, where the hell is peace of mind?/I wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue sea

Wave of Mutilation – Pixies - You'll think I'm dead, but I sail away/On a wave of mutilation

Jon Songs

Born for Greatness – Papa Roach - No we’re not nameless, we’re not faceless/We were born for greatness Note: This could be generic, but this gives me heavy Jon vibes

EDIT: @ward--runa pointed out to me that this song suited Jon better.

Mother – The Amazons - Friends wanna kill me/But I give them all my loving anyway/If God won't forgive me/I'm not the only one to make amends

Lannister Songs

Listen to the Lion – Van Morrison - All my love come tumblin' down/Oh, listen listen/To the lion

Hot Blood – Kaleo - You wanna prove you're the better man/You wanna reach for the things that nobody can/Oh all you need is to break away, yeah/Just keep telling yourself there's no shame Note: This was either Jaime or Jon for me, but I settled on Jaime. Partly because this came after a string of what I think to be Cersei songs. Also The idea of being a better man, “love is gonna get ya”, “turn your back, you’re a broken man”, “shake your hand”.

Gold Lion – Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Gold lion's gonna tell me where the light is

Cersei Songs

Queen – Perfume Genius - Don't you know your queen/Gleaming/Wrapped in golden leaf/Don't you know me Note: This gives me Cercei vibes but I honestly don’t know…

Cruel – St. Vincent - So they took you, and they left you/How could they be casually cruel? Note: ??? Maybe another Cercei one?

Crown of the Ground – Sleigh Bells - Set, set that crown on the ground and-ah

#jonsa #actuallyjonsa #game of thrones #anti-jonerys #anti-daenerys targaryen #dark dany #villain dany #jon snow #sansa stark #jonsa meta #sort of?

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ohlukcs · 5 years ago

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( alex wolff, male ) did you hear how LUKAS TOZER is applying to columbia university as a FILM & MEDIA STUDIES major ?! the 19 year old is living in the WALLACH HALL. i heard that they got in because they are + PASSIONATE and +THOUGHTFUL, but honestly i think HE can be -ASSUMING and -CYNICAL. they’re a real MAVERICK. oh well, only time will tell if the SOPHOMORE will make it til the end.

about the mun !!

hi hello my name is sam (she/her), im 22, and im a big fat mess at all times :) um but a lil more about me is that i’m australian and a recently graduated film student lmao. i’ve been rping for like ten years now i think idk but i am a NERVOUS BITCH !!!!!!! and it sometimes takes me forever to reply to things (ic and ooc) bc of that so pls be patient with me lmao. anyway, happy 2 be here !! if u like this post i’m gonna assume u wanna plot with me and my idiot and hit u up !!! lets mcfreakin lose it !!!!

about lukas !!

full name: lukas joshua tozer

nickname(s): luk-ass idk whatever u can come up with lmao

age: nineteen

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

hometown: jackson, new jersey

date of birth: nov 4th

occupation: student ( film and media studies, sophomore ), cook/server at a nearby 24hr pizza joint

relationship status: single

drink / smoke / drugs: yes / yes / yes

faceclaim: alex wolff

positive traits: passionate, thoughtful, creative, ambitious, untethered, humorous

negative traits: assuming, cynical, insensitive, rebellious, resentful, irresponsible

if he was in a hogwarts house: slytherin

now some more dot points that are just me talking about lukas !!

was born in fort lauderdale florida but there is a vERY low chance he will ever admit that, he’ll just say he’s from new jersey. as far as he’s concerned, he’s always been from new jersey even if his family did move there after he turned twelve

speaking of things lukas probably wont ever tell u but i’m including them anyway: his family is kind of messy. not majorly but like a little bit more than average. he had two brothers, now he only has one. i’m not gonna include a whole lot of nitty gritty here i’ll save it for when i write the real bio and can actually do it justice but its the reason they moved from florida and it has had a pretty major effect on lukas over time obviously

he’s the baby of the family and he’s pretty much always been treated like one. it has left him pretty immature and irresponsible. still learning that his actions have consequences and that he cant just be a total dick all the time. he’s improved in those areas a fair bit since he started at columbia a year ago but he still has a long way to go

he didn’t ever really expect to go to columbia, he’s from a middle class family and his dad didn’t even go to college. he applied for columbia just as a might as well give it a go thing. like maybe it will happen. they had a film course and although the course itself isn’t really great, the connections to the industry available at columbia were valuable enough for him to try. he was wait listed up until basically the last minute, preparing to go to a college in boston instead but when he was accepted he knew he had to go. for himself, for his family, and for his lost brother.

obviously irresponsible attitude has led to some Bad Decision Making including but not limited to partying and drugs. he doesn’t prioritise that lifestyle over his school work (bc he knows how lucky he is to be at columbia at all) but he is a big believer that you need to experience things to be a great artist and he plans on being the greatest artist so bad decision town here we come !!!!

he has a pet goldfish named michael bublé pls dont nark

for more info on him click here to check his about page, no bio there yet but hopefully soon

wanted connections babey !!

course friends/rivals/anything: i am writing these before acceptances happen so i have no good god damn idea if any other characters are film majors but hit me the hell up if they are bc i would love to plot some stuff out

old roommate(s) : lukas was probably an entertaining roommate but probably verged on annoying pretty easily. he’s messy, gross, probably didn’t respect the do ur fucking dishes rule in first year ( probs still doesnt tbh ). but he also has a password to every streaming account plus a phat hard drive full of movies and shows that he is absolutely willing to share with u so just depends what ur into i guess. maybe this connection led to friendship or maybe they hate each other now. im down for either/both

dealer: hi welcome back to bad decision town. lukas isn’t into any hard stuff but is a big weed smoker (to my understanding medicinal cannabis is allowed but lukas def doesn’t have a prescription), then after that it’s kind of just experimenting. will chat more details if u wanna take this connection

booze leachers: so yes lukas is 19 but he has four, thats right, four fake ids. he is not willing to give u his contact for fake ids but he is willing to buy u booze if u pay him. dont hate the player hate the game

gang gang: pretty much just a close group of friends. i imagine all pretty relaxed, all pretty chill. idk what to say here except i want people to care about him and let him put on dumb movies and watch them with him and probably have dumb matching stick and poke tattoos and hog a communal tv to play mario kart but lets talk about it

fast food workers deserve respect too: as mentioned, lukas works at a 24hr pizza joint near campus which means he’s seen some shit. one of the things he’s seen multiple times is drunk student trashing the place. whether it be vomit, forgetting how to hold a cup, or bet try at a food fight lukas has seen it and he’s cleaned it up too. this connection could be that maybe he helped someone out and cleaned them up and got them back to campus when their friends ditched and now they look out for lukas too and its a positive connection. or maybe lukas hates their guts and spits on their food whenever they show up ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who’s to say

hot girl bummer by blackbear: now listen here’s an angsty connection i want, and i def want to plot it out way more with whoever takes it on but basic outline of what i have in mind: they’ve kind of sort of been dating for a while but they’re just falling out of whatever they had to begin with. they were never official, they probs def fucked around with other people while they were ““““together”””””, lots of oh sorry ur taking it so seriously i thought we were just chilling bullshit. all of this girls friends probs hate lukas and he definitely hates them back. were probably once really good friends and had a really good time together but they’ve lost it. will they find it again or will it fizzle out? lets find out together xoxo

new girl(s) : i hate the connection title too but i couldnt think of anything better. we’re in bad decision town and now we’re going to thot street babey. since things have been falling apart with hot girl bummer and even before that lukas a little bit of a thottie. this doesnt mean he’s good at it, please also feel free for a part of this to be that they rejected lukas and he got butt hurt about it idk lukas being attracted to them is basically this whole idea and i would wanna plot the rest of it more depending on specific characters wooo

lukas is a bad influence: if u have gotten this far u may have noticed that lukas is not a very good influence at all. this is someone probs his age or younger that wants to loosen up and have a good time and lukas completely encourages that. bonus points if this connection is a combo with the above connection bc lukas is a gross boi and would be like wow listening to my bad ideas thats so sexy and cool of u ya know. but also doesnt have to be that ! could just be lukas thinks its funny and thinks that someone listening to him is just like good content that could get him on barstool

lukas is badly influenced: this is basic as hell but someone that tells him to leave his impluse control at the door and encourages him to be trash. probs older than him and i def see this as more of a masc connection than a fem but like all my plot ideas: lets talk about it. this one probs v much depends on ur character so gonna leave this one nice and short

lukas is good-ly (??????) influenced: also basic as hell and p much just the opposite of above. someone who is a good influence on lukas. encourages creativity and ambition instead of straight up recklessness. again, i see it as an older character but no gender seen here. a lot of this would be based around ur character so lets chat

michael bublé’s co parents: lukas has a goldfish named michael bublé (or just michael), i picture him having got it while high as heck during the day and just being like This Is A Good Idea. maybe ur character was with him and they were co parents from the start or maybbe they came into the picture later ??? i’m honestly down for whichever just give michael the love he deserves pls

and probably just about anything else these are just some ideas, i totally wanna plot further and brainstorm so please still hmu if none of these fit ur character we’ll plot something up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#columbiaintro #( about. )

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literary-lioness · 5 years ago

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Nanowrimo Day 5

Here is what I worked on today. Not sure if I like the middle part at the doctor's office, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Nanowrimo word count: 5271

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Quinn

Loud voices filtered up through Quinn’s barely opened bedroom door. She rolled over in her bed and groaned, it was far to early to be woken up in this manner. She thought about pulling her pillow over her head and ignoring the voices downstairs, but she reminded herself that the entire reason her mother asked her to come was to help, and judging by the intensity of Daisy’s little voice, help was exactly what she needed.

Quinn swung her feet over the side of the bed, put on her warm moccasins, and pulled a green flannel robe over her white tank top and black joggers. The voices became more distinct as she descended the stairs so that she could now hear her mother pleading with an obstinate Daisy.

“Please Daisy, you can’t keep staying home from school. Please get ready.”

“No! I don’t want to go to school! I hate school!”

Quinn turned the corner and took in the scene before her. Daisy was standing on the tall kitchen island chair so that she stood slightly taller than Molly. Her hands were planted firmly on her hips, and her face was screwed up in a scowl. Molly, on the other hand, looked up at Daisy with slumped shoulders and pleading eyes. The unkempt hair of both adult and child only added to the chaotic whirlwind sweeping through the kitchen.

“Daisy, grandma can’t be late for work again, please stop fighting me.”

“I don’t care! I’m not going to school.”

“If you don’t go to school, Santa won’t come to visit you,” Molly said desperately.

“So what? Santa is stupid. Christmas is stupid.”

Before the situation could escalate any further, Quinn stepped in, “Get off the chair, Daisy.”

Daisy turned her furious expression on Quinn, “No.”

“Get off the chair,” Quinn repeated her tone cold.

“No,” Daisy replied dangerously.

Molly watched the exchange between them with keen interest.

“1,” she started counting.

“No!”

“2,” she continued counting, hoping to God the girl would get down before she got to three, because really had no idea what she would do if she got to three.

Daisy stared her down defiantly. Quinn paused her counting to stare back, hoping she looked serious enough for Daisy to take her seriously. To her relief, Daisy relented and jumped down off the chair.

“I’m still not going to school.”

“Yes, you are,” Quinn said, “And you can do that in either your regular clothes or your pajamas. Your choice. You have until I am dressed to decide.”

Quinn’s mother followed her out of the room, “Thank you! Do you really think you can get her to school? Because I really need to get ready for work.”

“It’s fine, Mom. This is why you asked me to come. Go get ready for work, I’ll deal with Daisy.”

Molly kissed her daughter on the cheek and hurried off to get ready for work. Quinn looked back into the kitchen at her niece, still standing stubbornly in her pajamas, before heading upstairs to get dressed.

Fifteen minutes later, Quinn and Daisy walked in an uncomfortable silence, toward school. Daisy had refused to get dressed, so true to her word, Quinn made her put on her snow boots and coat over her pajamas and go to school.

Daisy shot her a death glare, “I hate you.”

Quinn’s chest clenched tight, but she refused to let Daisy see how her words affected her, “Well I’m not your biggest fan right now either.”

When they got to the school, Daisy walked away from her without telling her goodbye.

“Have a good day, I’ll be here after school to pick you up,” Quinn called out.

Daisy might as well have flipped her off for all the fucks she gave about her aunt and whether someone would be there to pick her up after school. Quinn watched her messy cooper head disappear through the doors of the school.

She kicked at a pile of snow, barely able to stop a growl of frustration from crawling out of her throat. She wasn’t sure what she had expected, but this was not it. And as though the entire situation with Daisy wasn’t enough, she was acutely aware of her upcoming student loan payment and her dwindling savings account.

She needed to find a job and she was sure her only hope for finding one that would allow her to continue practicing medicine was with the town general practitioner, Dr. Henry. When she was a child, she had gone to Dr. Henry, just as everyone in the town had gone to him when their illness or injury wasn’t serious enough to warrant a visit to the emergency room five miles outside of town, so she was familiar with the location of his office.

The office was close enough to Daisy’s school that she could walk her niece to school and get to Dr. Henry’s office at a decent hour, if Dr. Henry gave her a job, that is. She was surprised to see the very full waiting room when she entered the office.

Almost every seat was taken, by all too familiar faces. A few of them looked up at her in shock, while others offered her a friendly smile.

“Well if it isn’t little Quinn Stone,” said Bea when she approached the check-in window.

Bea has been Dr. Henry’s right hand since the day he opened his practice. She was one of the kindest people Quinn had ever met, and there wasn’t a soul in town that would disagree. Bea had been one of the few people Quinn missed when she left Snow Haven to pursue her doctorate.

“Hey, Bea, it’s good to see you.”

“I didn’t know you were back in town!”

“Yeah, for a while actually. Is Dr. Henry around?”

“Sorry honey, Dr. Henry’s late again.”

I looked at the packed waiting room, “I guess that explains this?”

“Mhm, but you’re welcome to hang around and wait for him, he should get here soon.”

“Thanks Bea.”

It turned out soon was about an hour later when Dr. Henry walked into the office, yawning as though he had just woken up. If Quinn hadn’t been familiar with the town she would have been surprised that nobody complained about the extreme tardiness of the doctor, but complaining wasn’t the Snow Haven way, though she was certain she would hear some mutterings about Dr. Henry if she went to the grocery store later that day.

Quinn leapt from her seat and followed Dr. Henry to the door that lead to the examination rooms, “Dr. Henry?”

“Hm,” he said as though he barely registered he was being talked to.

“Dr. Henry, I’m not sure if you remember me, but my name is Quinn-“

“Stone. Of course I remember you. I hadn’t heard that you were back in town.”

“Yeah, and I plan to stick around, actually.”

“Well it’s good to see you. Do you have an appointment today?”

“No, but I was wondering if you have a minute to talk?”

“You’ll have to follow me to the back if you want to talk, I’m already quiet late.”

“Of course,” Quinn said. She expected to follow him at a hustled pace as she did with the doctors at the hospital, but Dr. Henry moved at a glacial pace akin to a fast-moving turtle.

“What can I do for you Quinn Stone?”

“Dr. Henry, did you know I got graduated with my doctorate and have my medical license?”

“Oh? Well good for you, my girl.”

“Thank you, and as I said I am going to be in town for quite a while.”

“Mhm?”

“And I’m looking for work.”

“At the hospital? Do you need a personal reference?”

“No, actually, I was wondering if you were looking for help here? I’d love the opportunity to practice medicine in my hometown, and really I’m not interested in working in another hospital.” A little white lie was ok, wasn’t it?

“I assume you have a resume, references? That sort of thing?”

Quinn sighed, crestfallen, “No, I don’t actually. I mean I have a resume, but the hospital I worked at won’t be willing to give me a recommendation.”

“I see. Parted on bad terms I assume?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry to have wasted your time, Dr. Henry.”

“Wait a second, young lady.”

Quinn paused and looked at him waiting to hear what ever admonishment he had in store for her.

“I did know you became a doctor, Quinn. I also knew that you were fired from the hospital you were working at.”

“How?”

“I have a friend who sat on the board of directors for the hospital. Told me a gal from Snow Haven that had shown real promise in her first year had been on decline, they had to let her go. I didn’t need to ask the name to know it was you. Heck, you were the only one who ever left Snow Haven to become a doctor.”

Quinn scoffed, “Then you already know I’m a mess that you want nothing to do with.”

Dr. Henry smiled kindly at her, “I didn’t say that. See, unlike my friend, I don’t think you’re a promising doctor who burnt out, I think you’re a promising doctor that needs another chance. Personal tragedy can do a number on our ability to perform even simple tasks, let alone the more complex skills needed to do our jobs. So, I want to do want to offer you a job, on a trial basis, need to see if you’re a good fit for us.”

Quinn wanted to hug the doctor but held back, “Thank you, so much. I won’t let you down.”

“Now, I can’t pay you as much as they do in the big city, but come by tomorrow for your first day and we’ll work out the details. Welcome aboard, Dr. Stone,” he extended his hand out to her and gave it a firm shake.

“See you tomorrow.”

Quinn left the office feeling like she was on cloud nine. She promised herself that this time she would get her act together, this time she wouldn’t give up and coast, she needed to pull herself together, and this job would give her the opportunity to do that. Maybe this would be the fresh start she needed.

Her phone started buzzing in her pocket. She pulled it out and looked at the caller-id, “Mom? Is everything ok?”

“Daisy’s school just called,” she whispered into the phone.

“Why are you whispering,” Quinn whispered back.

“Because I’m hiding in the backroom, why are you?”

“Because you are! What did her school want?”

“They asked for me to come down there to speak to Daisy’s teacher, Ms. Webster, but I can’t get out of work, I’m on the verge of losing this job. I told them that you would come instead.”

“Did they say what the teacher wanted?”

“No, just that one of us needed to get down there right away. So you’ll go?”

“Yeah, I’ll go.”

“Thank you. Text me afterward and let me know what is going on. I hope Daisy hasn’t been in another fight. I’ll talk to you later. Love you, honey!”

“Love you too, Mom.”

They hung up the phone and Quinn walked in direction of Daisy’s school. The kid had only been at school for two hours, what kind of trouble had she managed to get in already?

#strong language #nanowrimo #nanowrimo 2019 #literarylionesswriting #word count 5271 #lesbian #fiction

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tonightinthewasteland · 6 years ago

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OC Interview- Casey Loomis

Rules

1. Choose an OC. 2. Answer them as that OC. 3. Tag 5 people to do the same.

tagged by @lamorellenoire6

Tagging anyone that follows me and has an OC. GO FOR IT.

1. What is your name?

Casey.

:) ...

Oh, OH! Loomis. Casey Lee Loomis. °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

2. Do you know why are you named that?

My parents expected a girl. Or so that’s what they tease. (´;︵;`)

3. Are you single or taken?

Taken every day that ends in “y”. Hehehe...

....I mean...

We take it day by day.

(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

4. Have any abilities or powers?

Huh, I did a little bit of this, that, and the other thing in the vault. Nothing exceptional but I’m really learning to make what I know work for me. I got crops to grow in my first year and have only broken a few bones. I think that’s pretty impressive. (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

Hehe...whose Mary Sue? (❁°͈▵°͈)

6. What’s your eye color?

Well, I never see them but I think they are a reddish-brownish color. (๑°⌓°๑)

7. How about your hair color?

It’s an icky brown but I’ve been dying it red with diseased cranberries. They have a much deeper color and the stain lasts longer. ೭੧(❛▿❛✿)੭೨

8. Have any family members?

Just my parents but who the heck knows where they are right now. I don’t like that they just left like that but I am sure they mean well by cutting ties. (･᷄ὢ･᷅)

9. Oh? How about pets?

There is a Liberator that wanders about now and again. I speak mandarin and it confuses the hell outta the thing. ( •̀ ω•́ )

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don’t like?

Just anything? I hate...corn? Of all things to survive the end of the world. It’s my strongest crop right now. ┐(´∇｀)┌

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

Yeah! Nothing too serious. A little personal record keeping, trying out new recipes, and after I figured out how to develop film I now take pictures whenever I can. !(•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

Oooh, that’s...a pretty loaded question to be asking people these days, don’t you think? A bit...unfair, actually. (°◇°;)

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

Hey...um...(;╹⌓╹) Let's talk about something else, yeah?

14. What kind of animal are you?

A beaver! Cuz I like to use teeth! Hehehehehehe! (ᗒᗜᗕ)՛̵̖

See? This is better.

15. Name your worst habits?

I get a little too excited and tend to stop paying attention to my surroundings. I’ve gotten hurt plenty and haven't seemed to have fully learned the lesson. （’へ’）

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

Nate. He’s been through so much and he still gets up in the morning. Albeit, he probably never fell asleep but...still...(๑╹ڡ╹)╭ ～ ♡

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

Bisexual but who has time for labels, am I right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

18. Do you go to school?

Real school? I never went to a real school. I was always tutored at home by my parents. Even once in the vault, they were able to tutor me part-time. 〆(･ω･*)

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

Yes, I think that’d be nice. (n˘v˘•)¬

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

Hehe...do I have any what? (´･_･`)

21. What are you most afraid of?

Probably...waking up alone. I mean, really alone. ˓˓(ᑊᘩᑊ)

22. What do you usually wear?

My scribe uniform and cowboy hat. The uniform does more than protect me, it represents my commitments. The hat is just a little bit of me thrown in. (๑´ㅂ`๑)

23. What’s one food that tempts you?

Nuka Cherry? Sugar Bombs!

24. Am I annoying to you?

Not at all. This is fun! ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

25. Well, it’s still not over!

Alright, fuck, give it to me! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

Pffft what the fuck does it matter anymore? ┐(´-｀)┌

27. How many friends do you have?

Hmm...lets see...Nate...Joshua...Siddhi...the liberator...motherlode...the one Deathclaw that one time...Six, so far. ´͈ ᵕ `͈ ♡°◌̊

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

Ah, god, love pie. I once made 17 pies in sitting.

Any kinda berry will do! ԅ(´ڡ`ԅ)

29. Favorite drink?

I already said so but it’s Nuke Cherry. It’s extra sugar tasting. (╯✧∇✧)╯

30. What’s your favorite place?

I can’t help but love the Forest Region the most. It's lush and abundant and relatively peaceful on most days. ´･ᴗ･`

31. Are you interested in anyone?

Let's just say I’d try anyone at least once. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

32. That was a stupid question…

It wasn't very smooth of you but definitely not stupid. If you are interested you just need to ask. (ゝω･)ﾉ

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

I’ve never seen the ocean. (・о・)

34. What’s your type?

The silent types, I’ve noticed. (￢ε￢ )

35. Any fetishes?

Well, since you asked....I like getting things spicy with some lite role-playing, maybe a little power struggle to get everyone’s jimmies in a bunch. Choking is fair game, restraints also. Let's be honest here. A little pain never hurt anybody.

*:ﾟ*｡⋆ฺ(*´◡`)

36. Camping or outdoors?

Both? Both are good. Nature doesn't scare me. It's beautiful even when it's terrifying. ヽ(･ω･｡)ﾉ

#fallout oc #casey loomis

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bnha-imagines-hcs · 6 years ago

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Req? Uhhhhhh *sweats* shinsou fluff? His crush is the "hot mechanic trope" and in the support department. Think overall jumpsuits open to the waist over tank tops, biceps, backwards snapback, bending over engines... Idk I had a thing for Letty from The Fast & The Furious ¯\(ツ)/¯ thank you!!

( who doesn’t have a thing for her ❤ ??? ppl w/ low-class taste, that’s fuckin’ who. i jest, ofc. | idk whether you wanted a fem or ambiguous crush, but anything i write you can just fart & go ACTUALLY at,.. so ¯\(ツ)/¯ personally i love swol tech-savvy ladies so here we go. )

| shinsou; headcanons.

holy shit, shinsou has a type. not that he’s aware of wtf that sudden wow Look At That And That And That and Oh hhhh THAT TOO– actually means for him, but wanting something that’s just out of reach is a familiar enough sensation. oh, god, he has a type. oh. g o d . ess.

struck mute and stupid mid-motion, shinsou’s the embodiment of heck standing in the open doorway to one of the support department’s many workshops.

sweet mother of mercy. could the soft swell of muscle be anything other than taunt-? he’d not known. that grimy overall is creased and crooked and ( is that a burn hole?? ) / she’s got hair tucked away under a cap, bushy and slipping out of its tie–she’s dirty, ducked under the hood of some kind of vehicle maybe, and she looks like she could snap him in two. shinsou swallows thickly once, then twice. on the third he remembers to breathe.

| shinsou; scenario.

there’s no way in hell. not one; small talk archives are dusty, filled with cobwebs and bitter snark and white lies – anything deeper than shallow will hit immediately upon pain mean snap bite bark. there is no–

“hey dude, pass the insert unintelligible jargon.”

“…hahhh- the what? ehrem.” shit play it cool fuck already failed

“the– ohhhhh, dude.” whether it’s for the mess of a lavender mane or clear lack of grime anywhere, she does a double-take - then reconsiders. “it’s the, uhh. size of yer forearm, black, v-shaped hook at the end?”

fuck say something, oh god no wait don’t say anything, oh fuck oh hell oh stop giving a damn– mute, shinsou hands her whatever the fuck that thing is and watches it disappear in the mess of tubes and gears at her fingertips.

“yop, thanks.”

“…sure.”

something must show in his face, cuz the clever amber of her eyes studies him despite hands’ work. “you aight?”

“i’m fine.” it’s hard to cook up some charm when he’s still reeling.

“cool, then hold this down and don’t let it bop up.”

bewildered, shinsou complies. it’s neither charming nor witty to keep staring at the swell of her biceps or the way she doesn’t even bother with the wayward lock of hair before those eyes, the unbridled knowhow in the quick snap of her fingers; gotta step up to some kinda plate here, but the bar to meet is lost somewhere between brain and gut.

the steel length of something to be held down is hot against one’s palms; not too much. ’s also stuck to something that won’t stop moving and the grating metal on metal noises do little for the tension in the air. the girl (name?? class?? year?? shit, gotta talk to her) is up to her elbows in this recalcitrant tubing and any time she wrenches something, the force reverberates up shinsou’s spaghetti arms (let’s just. let’s just not even pretend he could- yeah).

there’s no rhyme or reason to shinsou’s past 15 minutes and shit is lunch break almost over? haven’t even eaten -- teeth grit against the buck of steel (not. not gonna lose a hand in here, are we?) and he’s got this, ain’t gonna ask for help, jesus he can hold down a bar in a– a thing, when a girl asks!! jesus, he can–

“fuck- watch out-”

“got it!”

–nope, no he can’t.

breathe, that is, cuz she’s got a hand between his, arm warm and sweaty against the useless pale nothing of his body fucking— okay can it with the self-loathing —and though something straight up shoots out of reach with a loud ricochet through the workshop, the grin on her face (jesus he can’t breathe) is wide and merry.also like 3 inches removed from his. 2? 1? there’s a sudden flurry of ticklishness that does fuck-all for his feeble grip on the bar and holy shit she’s strong, an dholy shit hly s hi. t—

“plan c!”

“you what” but there’s a- wrench, this is just a wrench, he knows that -and it’s being waved in his face so he gingerly trades one hunk of steel for another. tries not to watch her work with him to keep the bar down, fails, curses himself a bit more. it’s only then that he loses a few seconds to shock.

“okay. you see this?” blindly, she point at a thingie that appears like it would fit into the wrench’s angular mouth.

“uhh.” b r e a t h e “yeah?”

“cool. i hold this down, and you tighten that.” smears of oil and calloused hands, that’s what take the bar from him. there’s arms around his waist, quite evidently strong; do wonder when one toppled into a weird role reversal universe.his damn luck that he likes it.

he fumbles, but isn’t called out on it - maybe cuz she can’t see from behind him. christ. she’s way too warm, how long has she been working-? but the thingie gets tightened and the bar doesn’t pop up quite as far when it’s let go of - gingerly.

“there we are. i’ll finish this some other time.”

with smn stronger around, likely. shinsou just tries to breathe and forget the heat of her front to his back - also maybe stop wondering about all the things she can do with those hands.no. no. n O THAT’S NOT WHAT HE MEANT JESUS WE’RE TALKING SUPPORT DEPARTMENT, SKILLS. THOSE SKILLS. NOT– OH GOD

a water bottle’s shoved into his face. “yooouu look like you need it.”

“oh, great.”

| shinsou; headcanons.

somehow, lady luck favours him all throughout a half stilted but entirely enjoyable bit of small talk, and then through some coursework related banter, and then through a tour of the workshop that surrounds them with all its tantalisingly useful but incomprehensible glory. turns out the list of what those hands can do is damn long.

had thought he’d need to dial down the sarcasm, the bite, the black humour, and dial up whatever innate charm not possessed – yet caught off guard and made awkward by (holy fuck, this is what it’s like to have a t y p e???), none of that actually happens.thank fuck, cuz apparently she’s got wicked weird taste.

shinsou’s not particularly religious (and what faith he entertains is sour), but still sends up a teeny prayer of thanks to the heavens.

over the following days one takes their lunch to quiet places - not nearly as quiet as the usual, though. out of sight where ardent people work even when they should be on break, shinsou sneaks in half hours of actually trying to get to know someone. the part that has him floaty is that it’s working. (if his classmates notice, they’re not gracious enough to ignore it.)

#shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #bnha shinsou #bnha #mha shinsou #shinsou x reader #bnha imagines #boku no hero #boku no hero imagines #class 1-c #mha #my hero academy #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academy #boku no hero academia imagines #my hero academy imagines

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dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt · 6 years ago

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Since you've done all odd numbers.. even numbers?

OH DEAR GOD OKAY THAT’S GREAT!!! Thank you so so much for asking, amazing Anon!!!!! :’D Here we gone, it’s gonna be long again, so it’s below the cut!! Click read more to learn more randomness about me!!! X’D [questions from here]

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

Not exactly like me, no. That’s the good thing about art; nothing is the same! :D

4.would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

LMAO NO

6.how many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

Not many. I tend to distrust men more with physical harm and I distrust women more with emotional harm. I have… trust issues. I trust my frens and some of my family members and that’s about it. oof. ^__^”

8.who would you like to see in concert?

If I’m gonna be risking sensory overlord… Coldplay!

10.would you ever want to swim with sharks?

HELL TO THE YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDDDDDD

12.what was the last thing that made you laugh?

My Dad just brushed Ria our German Shepherd and came in COVERED in fur X’D X’D

14.have any pets?

YES!! Three dogs (Ria the German Shepherd, Granger the whippet, and Maude the mutt/Pomeranian-ish), three chickens (Haymitch, Cinna, and Effie) and two ducks (Peeta and Katniss). Don’t worry, we named the poultry after Hunger Games characters to be ironic, since we have no plans to kill them and they’re spoiled AF. X’D

16.do you have piercings? How many?

I don’t! I wanted some, but… eh we’ll see. XD

18.what are you craving right now?

Intimacy. :’)

20.have you ever been cheated on?

No. And if I ever am it will absolutely destroy me. So yeah, if my future partner is reading this, please just… don’t. Break up with me first, at least.

22.do you believe in true love?

Meh. Maybe, maybe not. I don’t know. I hope it exists though!

24.do you like the snow?

I’ve never seen snow!! I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT AND JUST FACE-PLANT INTO IT!!!!!!! :’D XD

26.is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

Kinda depends on the circumstances??? but it’s usually it is pretty cute! ^-^

28.go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

Six million pounds of space dust settles on the earth every year.

ummmm…. thanks, I hate it? XD

30.what color do you really want to dye your hair?

BRIGHT FUCKIN YELLOW. PIKA PIKA MOTHERFUCKER!!! >:D X’D

32.talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

I have this one bag that’s been with me since I was 8. It’s basically a glorified sack that creases every bit of clothing you put in it to hell and it has straps and rope ties and it’s navy blue and I love it!! :D X’D

34. what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

My own goddamn house. Had to bust a window and everything. X’D

36.what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

Okay so my Mum exclusively buys black socks. Just…. black socks that you can’t even tell apart, but I can’t wait till I can buy the most RIDICULOUSLY CUTE HECKING SOCKS ON THE PLANET. I do like wearing socks, I do not sleep with socks on, but I think they’re great!! :D XD

38.do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

It’s p small and it has lots of art I can actually appreciate on the walls and it’s got a low ceiling and kind of a comforting, dark-but-still-sunny den kind of vibe. The booths are actually comfortable. A lot of wood and smokey colours. There’s a slate fireplace crackling somewhere. It smells strongly of coffee and vaguely of liquorice. There’s a spot at the back that’s mostly hidden from site, the perfect place to curl up and read a book while picking on a muffin that was reasonably cheap but the size of your whole hand. Closest place to heaven on earth.

40.what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

Not being able to breathe. Pretty much, ya.

42.think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

Sam aka myriadimagines. And this song, idk why, it just reminds me of her.

44.do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

ASDFGHJKL ACTUALLY THIS THING THAT SAM HERSELF WROTE IS MY FAVE. I read it like a 2 years ago now and it still stuck with me and it’s so beautifully poignant I want to SCREAM. hello yes why are my friends so talented are they even REAL??????????

46.what are some of your worst habits?

I forget to eat and generally forget to take care of myself, I deny myself things I like for absolutely no reason??? I procrastinate everything, I bite my fingernails super low and also the skin around them bc I’m fuckin constantly anxious and can’t sit still, I overthink everything, I stay up way too late… honestly I could keep going, you get the point. XD

48.tell us about your pets!

OKAY SO. Ria is absolutely OBSESSED with her ball, and I mean OBSESSED to the point where she has no idea what to do with herself if you take it away and gets all anxious and whines and paces till you give it back. She constantly sheds and she does this sUpER CuTe thing where she wraps her front paw around your leg while you’re trying to walk and trips you. :))) Granger is either made of metal or a deflated pool toy and there’s no in between. She eats literally anything, including ants nests bc you know they must taste GREAT. She’s super stubborn. She gets smile wrinkles if you rub her neck. Maudie was rescue we got as a really small puppy. We only knew her mum but her dad must have been a Pomeranian bc she looks almost exactly like one. She has this thing where she bites you when you surprise her but really she’s a sweetheart. She’s mostly blind and deaf and has no idea where she is most of the time, I don’t think. XD The chickens are all idiots, the ducks are scared of me but still eat out of my hand when I offer them grapes. Haymitch likes to jump up on my back, Effie likes falling asleep on my lap, and Cinna pecks me a lot and leaves bruises but she lets me stroke her at night when she’s dozing off. :’)

50.are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

I think they can be funny… in small amounts. :/// Their laughs are pretty infectious, you gotta admit. XD

52.describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

Wariness and weariness and beauty and a fierce want to be loved.

54.are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

YEEEEESSSSSSS. An Ouroboros (either sealed or pulling away idk), a blank line of my arm so I can write how many days I’ve been without a relapse bc I need to be held accountable for my actions, a black square with colours bursting out, I also really love blackout tattoos???? I want a bird on my middle finger. :)))) And maybe a smiley face near my collar bone. The quote “what a marvel life is.” I also want the word “promise” on me somewhere, idk where. Maybe a feather somewhere too??? AHHHH SO MANY MY DUDE!!!!!! :DDDDDDDD maybe even a Southern cross but I don’t want to be one of those wankers y’know XD

56.what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

Star Wars, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Mulan, Into The Spiderverse. Basically just my favourites lmao. XD

58.if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

Neither, eesh. Maybe the past….?? Maybe…? I guess it’d be pretty funny to grab “I’m a girl!!!” Matt and shake some sense into his thick skull. X’D

60.what are some things you do when you can’t sleep?

Oh boy. Throw a ball at the wall and catch it, try to write, have a panic attack bc I should be sleeping, read, play Pokemon, listen to music, pat my dogs, possibly cry… world’s my oyster. XD

62.who is the last person you told a secret to?

My Mum.

64.what’s your favorite food?

🍕 !!!!!!!! :DDDDDD

66.three songs you were recently obsessed with.

this one - this one - this one

68. three favourite old songs

this - this - this

70.worst possible time to get horny:

lmao when both my parents are home and I have no time to deal with ittttt… occasions like that are the only times I’m sort of grateful I can’t get a boner and give myself away. XD

72.do you believe in soulmates?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I don’t believe any relationship is “perfect”, though. There’s always gonna be difficulties.

74.who was the last person you cried in front of?

Dad. Oof.

76.is it easier to forgive or forget?

Neither. :))))))) Forget… I guess?? But really. Neither. :)

78.do you have trust issues?

*inhale*

Y E S

80.would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Nopeity nope nope. XD

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING, ANON!!!

#Matt speaks #wooooooo a lot #X'D #love ya anon!!!#<3 <3 <3

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valstrax · 7 years ago

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I don’t understand the notion that minors shouldn’t identify as ace, and aces shouldn’t be trying to make minors aware that asexuality is a thing. Because it could be a phase or something. And it encourages teens to not identify as gay/bi/anything else. Like? Just let people explore and understand their sexuality for themselves? I don’t see why this is an issue?

Do you know how great it would have been know I was ace when I was a teen? I spent SO LONG wondering what the absolute heck was wrong with me. All the other girls were crazy for guys, and I just didn’t understand. I hit the ripe young age of 13-14 and boom. Everything was boys! boys! boys! But I had no interest at all. I never fully understood what people meant when they said people were “hot” or “sexy.” I always just assumed they meant someone looked nice. Like. Aesthetically. I never understood why some people made the appearances of other people such a focus in their life.

Eventually after several years of not knowing What The Heck, I asked myself “well maybe I’m just gay? Maybe I’m just not looking at the right people that way?” Started taking more notice in girls and asking myself if I found them cute. I didn’t. Not any more than I did boys. At that point I was really confused. I felt nothing.

And I was always told I’d find somebody. I’d find a boy I liked in that way. But I could never. And I gave up. I just told myself I’d date a guy if he showed interest in dating me, (because that in itself would be a miracle. I was quite widely known as the ugly or weird girl). And you know what? Eventually somebody did confess that they liked me. And asked me to prom. My cousin’s best friend, whom we hung out with a lot. I was so shocked and kind of excited. But everything went downhill from there and it’s never come back uphill.

I didn’t enjoy prom. I didn’t like dancing or having that close physical-touch with someone. We dated after that because prom had, from what I understood, gone well. But I didn’t like dating. I didn’t like that he wanted to snuggle and be close to me all the time. I didn’t like that he always wanted to hold hands. But all of this was just, expected, and I kind of just thought I had to do all this, so I did it. All I wanted to do was watch some anime with him and play video games with him and have fun. But it always turned into close physical affection and I didn’t like it. I always dreaded it. But I thought I had to do it.

Eventually my lack of interest became a problem. I was so repulsed by kissing that I refused to kiss him. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, even though I knew it seemed weird. He couldn’t understand when I tried to tell him it just made me uncomfortable. He took it very personally and badgered me about kissing him every single time I saw him. And I came to dread seeing him at all.

Eventually college came around. I was no longer a minor, but I was still behaving this way. I still found all of it to be gross. And I was away from my boyfriend a lot since I was living near my school, 2 hours away from where he lived. He made a big deal about being in a long-distance relationship, but I told him it would be fine. That didn’t really change anything for me. At some point during college it hit me that something was definitely wrong. I searched all over the internet trying to figure out what the heck was going on with me. And I finally found this page that explained something called “asexuality.” It was a big realization of oh my god, that’s me. And other people out there are the same way, it was not just me! And it didn’t feel like something as wrong anymore. It was just my sexuality. Like being gay or bi. I was so happy to learn this.

Then I told my boyfriend. I didn’t think it would be a problem at all, I thought he’d understand and maybe be respectful of my boundaries. But he just didn’t understand and acted like I was being silly.

At some point it eventually hit me that relationships lead to sex. I don’t remember what exactly led to this realization, but I remember being kind of shocked and very worried that that was something that was just expected. I didn’t even so much as like touching or kissing, so sex was definitely not on the table. Ever. I remember sitting down with him one night and trying to explain, for the umpteenth time, why I didn’t like kissing or anything like that, and that I wouldn’t like to have sex either. But the only thing he had to say about that was that “we don’t have to think about that right now,” or “that won’t come until later.” He just could not understand that I didn’t want it ever, and that this was a huge concern to me because it influenced our future and our relationship. But he kinda just laughed it off. It was the typical “oh, you’ll change your mind someday” attitude, (which I have since learned is a very common thing that aces get).

So I broke up with him. And nobody took this well. It was a very stressful situation for me. My boyfriend was devastated. My dad was shocked. My cousin (my ex’s best friend) and his family were furious and started gossiping to everyone about it. Because my family does that. I was confronted by my cousin over skype, who was trying to figure out on my ex’s behalf what the hell was wrong with me. I told him the same thing I told my ex: I was asexual and it wasn’t going to work out in the long run. But he just would not have it. He insisted that asexuality was not a real thing, and that I must have had some other motive. He suggested that I was interested in another guy or I was cheating. To this day I still don’t know what the heck made him think this. And I had to explain asexuality in detail-- again-- for him to understand what it meant. And he told me to just stop it and be straight. And I??? didn’t understand, so I told him that if I was gay I wouldn’t be able to just turn straight. But he insisted that it was a choice and that I was an awful person for doing this to his best friend.

And I had to see these guys all the time, because my family always hung out with my cousin’s family. I dreaded going over to their house so much because every time they’d lecture me about changing my mind when I got older, or not acting like an adult, or just generally being an awful, terrible person. There was one point where everyone was outside and I was sitting inside by myself, and my aunt came in and started snapping at me with a harsh whisper about how I was going to Hell for what I did and for not “accepting my role as a woman.” She literally fucking said this to me. (It absolutely baffles me when women impose gender roles on other women).

Eventually I came to my dad about all this stuff that was happening to me. After having lived with him my entire life and thinking he would understand or care because I was his child. But he was so pissed when I told him what asexuality was, and that that was me. He yelled at me, as usual. And he told me the whole I’ll change my mind and I have to because I’m an adult and etc. etc. The typical.

Everything just started to feel toxic. I literally could not talk to anyone about this without them throwing a bitchfit. It felt like everyone in my family, immediate and extended, all hated me and whispered about me behind my back. Alongside all of the other emotional and verbal abuse I constantly got at home.

Eventually me and my best friend made plans to move in together. Up in Michigan because that’s where he lived and already had a job. My dad knew about it and thought it was weird, but helped me pack all my stuff and get ready to move. There were a few delays in my move, and then Thanksgiving came along. And it was the most hellish family get-together I had ever been to. My cousin and ex didn’t even show up like they usually did, likely because they were fed up with me. But my cousin’s sisters both approached me to tell me how awful and worthless I was. And so did at least 10 other family members. Whether it be about my breakup that had happened months ago, or the fact that chores never got done at my dad’s house (because even when I got everything done, if my brothers didn’t do their chores it was always my fault). Turned out my dad was shit-talking me to everyone and they were all coming after me. Dunno why my dad didn’t just approach me about it himself. I guess he just wanted everyone to hate me so I felt extra, extra shitty. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was the point in my life where I genuinely thought I would kill myself. The only thing that kept me from doing it was just my own cowardice. I didn’t get to move out finally until February. But shortly before then, I was confronted by my dad several times about moving in with a boy. GASP. We ended up in a conversation about what the heck I was doing with my life, if I was attracted to my friend, if I wanted to get married, etc. I told him that I wanted to get married, but didn’t want to have sex or have kids. I still vividly remember him screaming at me. Getting right up in my face and screaming at me so hard that he spat all over me. That “MARRIAGE IS ONLY FOR PEOPLE WHO WANT TO START A FAMILY!”

Now here I am, 2 years later. Having practically run away, hiding from everyone.

I wish I had known sooner that I was ace and what relationships entailed. I wouldn’t have dated anyone. I wouldn’t have hurt anyone. I wish I had been able to keep my asexual ass in the closet. I didn’t know any better, and now I am a very scared adult who doesn’t know what to do with myself.

#personal ace rant under the cut #suicide cw #abuse cw

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