#Once I find an artist I like I tend to just listen to them on repeat... hence why there is not a lot of variety

[made-ofmemories]

Thank you @ladydorian05 and @firefly-party for the tags!

rules — shuffle your “on repeat playlist” and list the first ten songs, then tag ten people

Just Pretend- Bad Omens

Golden- Barns Courtney

Fake Out- Fall Out Boy

Sorry- Nothing but Thieves

Heartbreak Feels So Good - Fall Out Boy

So Called Life - Three Days Grace

Stick season- Noah Kahan

Can You Feel My Heart- Bring Me The Horizon

Particles- Nothing But Theives

Cryin'- Aerosmith

I was tagged twice so I'm going to do another 10 under the cut

Dream On - Aerosmith

The View Between Villages - Noah Kahan

Love From The Other Side- Fall Out Boy

Northern Attitude- Noah Kahan

Let You Down- Zach Bryan

Something In The Orange- Zach Bryan

Heaven, Iwoa- Fall Out Boy

Sweet Child O'Mine- Guns N' Roses

LosT- Bring Me The Horizon

Happy- NF

No pressure tags: @agirllovespancakes @panicatthediaz @javisjeanjacket @spideyharrington

[oddvanilla]

Our music taste is SO close yet so far... like the vibe is there dw I listen to music about guns too but in the classic form (rap)

need music recs guys. i need to lengthen my playlist. give me songs or artists. fuuck you could even link your whole ass playlist i donf care im desperate.

[slowlyoats]

The Lost Boys: What they like in other people

Marko

- creativity

- Absolutely HATES the idea of blending in

- Hence why his jacket is so different from his brother’s jackets

- He’s drawn to creative people who outwardly express their creativity with their appearance

- This is why he loves the board walk!! There are TONS of people who dress originally and In an unapologetic way

- I think one of his biggest struggles with being a vampire is that he can’t be outside during the day, and it’s not because he misses the sun or the warmth, it’s because thats the time of day people are usually outside creating wall murals, doing chalk art, painting landscapes.

- He misses interacting with those artists

- So, if he is at the board walk and just so happens to see someone set up with an easel, painting the lights of carnival rides, you BET that boy is going to introduce himself

- And find out everything there is to know about you

- And try to convince you to stay in Santa Carla forever with him

Paul

- Music taste

- Paul is a music snob

- He will totally judge a person based off the music they listen to, and will, on many occasions, choose his victims based off their poor music taste

- His favorite place on the Boardwalk is the record store

- It’s run by this older lady who shares Paul’s love for music

- He goes in at least once a week to say hi, and discuss music with her

- I feel like her name is Gretchen, but Paul insists on calling her Gretch

- He usually sits behind the cash register and talks to her in between customers

- And if it’s one of those nights where Paul can’t sit still, Gretchen makes him unload boxes in the back room and set up any new displays

- She LOVES to play matchmaker with Paul

- Because she is the only record store around, she knows the music taste of most people who live in Santa Carla

- So she try’s to find Paul a date, by matching up his music taste with a regular’s

- This usually doesn’t work out, but she LOVES to try

- *whispers* “look at her Paul! Isn’t she lovely?? And she listens to Motley Crüe!”

- He went on one date that Gretchen set him up on, and it didn’t end too well….so he swore he would never do it again.

- Let’s just say that the girl smelled a little TOO good and he couldn’t stop himself from having a taste

- He cares too much about Gretchen’s companionship to ruin it with him loosing control and eating all her customers

Dwayne

- kindness

- The boys don’t get shown a lot of kindness because…you know…they kill people and stuff

- But that doesn’t mean they don’t have feelings!!

- Dwayne might be the silent, stern type, BUT if anyone shows him the tiniest bit of kindness this man will become your devoted follower

- He may be a vampire, but he remembers what it was like to be human, and how easy it is to be selfish and just plain mean

- He also remembers that kindness is a choice

- And the kindest people tend to be the strongest

- Being kind to him is one thing, he might keep an eye out for you on the boardwalk in case you find yourself in trouble, or change your tire if you get a flat.

- But

- If your kind to Laddie?

- Maybe he got lost and you helped him find his way back to the boys? Or bought him a ice cream? Or maybe even helped him reach an arcade game he so desperately wanted to play?

- Oh boy.

- You just found your self a guardian watch dog angel. Trust me when I saw NO ONE will lay a hand on you or look at you the wrong way EVER and live to tell the tale

- And if you just so happen to be his type?

- Well, I hope you like Santa Carla because you won’t be leaving

David

- courage

- He admires someone who can stand there ground

- Who can get in the face of a surfer nazi and tell them where they can stick it

- Who won’t put up with Paul and Marko teasing them, and will dish it right back to them!

- Who won’t be intimidated and has no problem telling him and the boys “no” with a smile on their face

- Someone who doesn’t give a flying you-know-what about what anyone has to say to them about hanging around him and his boys

- Their confident in their decisions, even the bad ones

- When offered a drink from that sparkly bottle they give him a wink, and take a huge swig!

- And PROMPTLY spit it out all over their prized poster, because like HELL will you be tricked into doing anything you don’t want to do

[janeyseymour]

The Artist in Me

Summary: a request from a LONG time ago. Reader is the upper grades art teacher, but when the lower grades art teacher has to leave, Reader ends up taking over the arts for the entire school.

WC: ~3.45k

By some Grace of God, Abbott Elementary has it in the budget this year to hire a second art teacher. And you, after leaving your old school due to issues with the principal, were able to snag the position to teach the upper levels of the school.

In the time that you’ve been at Abbott, you mostly keep to yourself upstairs and throw yourself into providing the best education that you can for these kids. Despite being a related arts teacher, you’re also able to integrate different core subjects into your teaching, and you love being able to help enrich students with information that they might not get otherwise.

You’ve also made yourself out to be a bit tougher- the younger elementary art teacher is all sunshine and rainbows, and you can’t find it in you to be like that. So, you’ve gotten the reputation as the hard-ass of the related arts programs. You don’t really care. Some of these kids need discipline, and as long as they’re doing what they’re supposed to (and not trying to eat the clay you have for pottery projects), you really aren’t that tough.

The other thing is… your principal isn’t all that fond of you. You can’t quite figure out why though. You’re always on time, you’re prepared, you stay professional. It is what it is, you suppose. So, you keep to yourself, and you don’t really mind it. You’ve always been a bit more introverted and quiet, yet not timid. The only times you really see any of the other teachers is if you walk past them in the hallways or during a faculty meeting.

During those faculty meetings, you tend to doodle. All of the things that Ava speaks of either don’t relate to you, or they pertain to trainings you’ve already taken care of. You look up at her and her slides every once in a while, just to give off the illusion that you’re paying attention, but after diligently listening to the first meeting, you realized you didn’t have to do that to keep your job.

So, instead… you draw. You draw still lives of the library, you doodle up little flowers and other scenes, and then you take to drawing portraits. You have about a dozen drawings of your own face before you decide that maybe you should attempt another subject. So, your eyes wander around the room. Your gaze immediately focuses in on the beautiful red hair that is sitting with the one group of teachers that Ava always seems to chat with during her free time, which is conveniently a lot.

Melissa, you think that���s her name, rolls her eyes at something ridiculous that comes out of your boss’s mouth, and then she turns to another teacher and fake yawns. You only get a glimpse of her eyes for a moment, but in that second, you’re captivated. They’re a stunning shade of green, and you could swear you could see the little specks of gold in them too. You spend the rest of this pointless faculty meeting trying to get a sketch of her eyes just right.

The next faculty meeting that you find yourself dragging yourself into, you pick a seat where you can see Melissa fully. And… damn. The second grade teacher has quite a figure, and her face is beautiful. You spend most of that meeting drawing the redhead as she props herself up with her elbow. You’re just perfecting the glasses that hang off Melissa’s nose when you hear your name.

“And since we are losing Miss Lee so suddenly, Y/N will be taking over all of the art classes until I can find a replacement,” Ava sighs.

Your eyes widen, and you can feel every other staff member’s eyes on you. “I- Ava, what?”

“You heard me,” your boss shrugs. “Miss Lee is moving away next week, so you’ll have the entire school.” She then continues on about another topic- one entirely unrelated to the absolute bomb that she just dropped on you.

You glance to your lower grades art teacher and give her a questioning look. She just frowns and shakes her head, a tear falling down her face silently.

You spend the rest of the meeting trying to wrap your head around the fact that you are now in charge of the entire art curriculum, and your doodling of the redheaded teacher’s emerald eyes is put on pause.

It feels like an eternity before that meeting is over, but as soon as it is, your coworker is apologizing profusely to you.

“Y/N,” Miss Lee sighs softly. “I’m so sorry. I- I’ve been meaning to tell you, but I just haven’t had the time while trying to prep everything and come up with a way for you to be able to teach everyone.”

“What’s going on?” you ask her quietly as the two of you make it out of the library and into the hall.

“I’m leaving,” is all she tells you. “I- It’s for the best… if I want to live.”

“Soph,” your jaw drops. 

“Just… trust me, okay?” your coworker wipes a tear away. “C’mon. I’ve already come up with a schedule for you. You’ll have two classes at a time, but they’ll all be doing relatively similar things, so… I had the rest of this year planned too, so… hopefully this won’t be too difficult for you.”

You allow yourself to drop your act of not quite caring for your coworkers and squeeze the woman’s elbow gently. You don’t miss the way she flinches- it would be hard to. You immediately know why she’s leaving with such urgency.

“Don’t worry about me,” you tell her softly. “Just… keep yourself safe, yeah?”

“I’m gonna do my best,” Sophie grimaces. “If we meet during our preps the rest of this week, I can help you prepare.”

You nod. “And- and if you need any help with anything, I know we aren’t close, but… I’m here for you.”

As you transition into teaching the entire school for art classes, Sophia helps you as much as possible. You begin to combine classes, and you’re quite thankful that every teacher is a fan of your coworker’s, because they don’t ask questions about her leaving, and they are more than supportive of this decision. Although, those that don’t usually make it to the second floor aren’t necessarily thrilled about the trek they have to take to come up to your room. They just give your coworker a sad smile as they know it will probably be one of the last times they see her before she heads out and on her own. You continue to offer your support to Sophia as the days stretch on.

But she never asks for help. Instead, she whole-heartedly throws herself into helping to prepare you the best she can- everything from lugging materials up to your room to ensuring that what you’re having the older students do at least somewhat lines up with what she was planning for her younger students to make life even the slightest bit easier on you. 

And after Friday, it’s like she never existed. She completely goes off the grid. You can only hope that she’s alright in her endeavors.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve taken over the arts for your school. You feel like you’re up to your eyeballs in clay, paint, paper mache, and pretty much any other art supply that would be able to stick to your body. You’re exhausted, to say the least. The days where your preps used to consist of cleaning up your room and settling in with a nice book are gone, and they’ve been replaced with a preparation period of running around trying to set everything up while also grading the elders’ art essays, firing up the kiln, scrubbing down tables from glue that the kindergarten and first grade students managed to get everywhere… it’s ridiculous. While you used to leave right as the teachers’ bell rang, you’re stuck staying late, and you usually come in at least an hour early to ensure that everything is as organized as it can be before your hurricanes you call students run amuck in your space. And if you’re being honest, you’ve had enough. 

So, while you should probably be preparing for the next… what feels like ever, you take your preparation period to head down to the teachers lounge and actually relax for once. You already worked through your lunch- you deserve this. 

As it would turn out, your preparation time is when the group that your boss loves has lunch. How convenient for them to all have lunch at the same time…

You give them a small wave as you practically drag your exhausted body over to the refrigerator to grab the small lunch you packed yourself this morning. You take a seat that’s somewhat distanced from the group and begin to eat.

You don’t even realize how tired you are until your eyes begin to droop and your head begins to lull forward. You have to catch yourself with a small gasp before you smack you face on the table. Of course, that draws attention to you, and your face turns about as red as Melissa Schemmenti’s hair.

“Oi,” the woman lets out a small chuckle. “Work wearing you down lately?”

You just nod as you continue to feed yourself from the tiny bag of pretzels you packed.

“Of course she’s exhausted,” another voice pipes up- Barbara Howard’s. “Who wouldn’t be exhausted after taking over art classes for the entire school. Oh dear, have you heard from Sophia at all?”

You shake your head silently before just barely offering up, “And I doubt I will. She left pretty abruptly, and from what I could tell, her situation was pretty serious.”

“Well, we do thank you for helping our classes,” Barb tells you with a sad smile. “As much as we hated to see Miss Lee go, our students are still going to get a fine arts education because of you.”

“I’m doing my best,” you sigh quietly as you finish off the rest of your pretzels. You nod to yourself as you close your bag and take another deep breath. You go to stand from your place at the table, but you find yourself seeing a few black spots in your vision. You force yourself to sit down again.

“You alright there?” Melissa asks, clearly at least a little concerned.

You nod. “Just a little tired is all.”

The green eyes that you still haven’t gotten quite right in your sketches stare into your soul for a split second. “Is that all you had to eat today?”

You shrug. “Don’t have much around the house.”

“No wonder you’re on the verge of passing out,” she rolls her eyes. Before you know it, she has a plate in front of you and is spooning some of her meal out onto it for you.

“This is yours,” you say quietly, in protest.

She dares you to challenge her as she continues to ration out her food. “And I also don’t need you passing out today… my kids have art later.”

You look to her, as if to see if she’s testing you or something. She just looks to the food pointedly and then back to you.

With a sigh, you thank her and begin to eat. “You didn’t have to,” you tell her softly.

The redhead shrugs. “Don’t worry about it. I blame it on my being Italian.”

The rest of your lunch is spent trying to subtly stare at Melissa Schemmenti’s eyes in order to perfectly capture how to draw them in your sketchbook.

When you’re finished, you sigh softly and thank her again before heading for the door.

“You should start having lunch with us if you can,” Janine tells you. “If we’re going to be working with you now, we should probably get to know you, right?”

You bite your lip nervously, thinking. Doing that would give you the perfect opportunity to observe the second grade teacher. You would probably be able to capture not only her eyes then, but different looks of hers, aside from just a standard sort of portrait. You nod. “Y-yeah. If I can fit it into my schedule, I’ll try to start coming down.”

When the redhead brings her class up to your room, she has a mug of coffee in hand too. Silently, you wish that you had a cup of coffee for yourself. The proper meal that you had helped to bring your energy up a bit, but the coffee would certainly be a nice pick me up. Maybe you can convince her to bring you one for when she picks up her-

The mug is being offered to you with the closest thing to a smile you’ve seen out of the tough teacher. “Thought you might like the pick-me-up.”

You tilt your head to the side, touched by this small but sweet gesture. “Thank you.” You take the mug gratefully, allowing the warmth of the steaming liquid to warm your cool to the touch hands.

Green eyes are rolled with a hint of a smirk dancing on her lips. 

Your days go by much nicer when you’re able to join that little crew for meals. They’re actually a lot nicer than you expected them to be. Melissa continues to bring you food, claiming that you’re actually helping her by eating some of the portions because she only knows how to cook for twelve. And when you aren’t able to make it down to the staff lounge, preoccupied with prepping new units for your classes, the second grade teacher makes her way up to you and sits with you while you continue to flit around the room and try to get everything in order. She continues to bring you cups of coffee on days where her class has art, and when her friends have art too, they usually come up with a mug and a soft, “from Melissa.”

As time goes on, you begin to show your less professional side- the side that your friends see. The Abbott crew begins to welcome it warmly, seeing that you aren’t as stuffy as you play. And in doing that, your boss begins to take more of a liking to you as well. It makes working at this school much easier. The only thing that is becoming more and more difficult as you integrate yourself into this school is the growing infatuation you have with a certain redheaded second grade teacher. She shamelessly flirts with you now, and you find yourself reciprocating quite often.

Since growing closer to the quirky little group, you have doodles of almost all of them down to a science. But there’s still one person who you can’t get quite right. Melissa Schemmenti. And for the amount of time you spend watching her and smiling with her, she should’ve been the first person you drew at the school to perfect. But you just aren’t satisfied. Or maybe you don’t want to be satisfied, because then that means you don’t really have a reason to sketch her anymore.

You’re sitting at one of the tables in the library while Ava drones on about God knows what. Your sketchbook sits in your lap as you continue to try to get her look just right- the way her eyes sparkle and her glasses sit on the tip of her nose as she clearly doesn’t pay attention to what your boss is going on about.

There’s something about this drawing that has you thinking you might just get it right this time. And because you have that feeling, you start to focus so intensely on your art that you don’t notice the meeting going on around you ends. In fact, you’re only made aware of the ending of the meeting when you feel a familiar hand on your shoulder.

“Wow,” is all she breathes softly as she looks at what you’re working on. “Is that… is that me?”

Instinctively, you try to slam your sketchbook shut. You can’t believe you got so into the zone that you didn’t realize the faculty meeting was over, and you really can’t believe you were just caught in the act of sketching your coworker.

“No,” Melissa says. “Open it back up. I want to see.”

You shake your head and try to stand.

“C’mon, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” the redhead tells you.

You just shake your head again as you head out of the library, refusing to make eye contact with her. You practically sprint up to your classroom and shut the door behind you. Your cheeks burn, and your heart feels like it’s about to burst out of your chest.

Your coworker doesn’t try to approach you right after the meeting. Instead, she waits until her lunch period. You don’t come down, just as she predicted. So she brings you up the portion that she brought for you. As she expected, you don’t turn when she enters your room, instead focusing all of your attention on the papers in front of you and trying to grade essays.

“You ain’t coming down?” her gravelly voice asks you.

You just wave your hand as you continue to bite at the tip of your pen. “Gotta grade,” you tell her from the little corner of your room that has a bean bag.

Green eyes glance over at your desk, and right there is your sketchbook on your desk.

“I’ll just set your stuff over on your desk then,” she says slowly as she toys with the idea of peeking at it.

You just nod along, entirely forgetting that your book is sitting there and open to the page that you were working on during the meeting this morning.

You hear her heels clicking against the tile to your desk, but you don’t hear them walking away. Only then do you look up and see that she’s once again looking at your sketchbook. And then you watch her flip a page, and you’re mortified.

The previous page is quite literally just you trying to get her eyes right- something that you finally achieved last night.

“Hun, this is-“ she’s going to say incredible, but you all but tackle her to get your book back.

“Please stop looking at my things,” you say sharply as you grab the book from her clutch.

“Have you been drawing me during faculty meetings?” she asks you as she takes the book back into her hands. At this point, she’s holding it just out of your reach, and you know she’s already seen your work, so it’s futile to try to hide the sketchpad from her.

“I’ve been sketching a lot of things lately,” you sigh as she flips through.

Her eyes gaze over the still life of the library, of your classroom, of the portraits of your coworkers, but she looks at you with a furrowed brow.

“A lot of these are of me,” she notes quietly.

You worry your bottom lip through your teeth. “I’ve been trying to get your eyes right,” you manage. “They’re a bit more complicated than the others- brown eyes, green eyes, you know?”

The redhead continues to scan your sketchbook. There’s doodle after doodle.

“You’re real good,” she whispers as she allows her fingers to gently trace the pencil marks in your book. “Like… you shouldn’t be an art teacher, but an actual artist good.”

You blush. “I ain’t that good.”

“You are,” she promises you, and her green eyes look into your own. “But if you need help getting my eyes right, you can always just ask.” She looks up at you through those long lashes, and then her eyes flit down to your lips.

“M-maybe,” you whisper, your own eyes glancing down at hers, as you lick your lip subconsciously.

“I’m honored you would try this hard to get my eyes right,” the second grade teacher says softly as she moves just the slightest bit closer. 

You give her a nervous smile. “A beautiful thing deserves to be captured just right.”

“I’d say you captured my eyes nicely,” Melissa mumbles as she allows her hand to cup your cheek.

“Oh?” you raise a brow. “Can I try to capture something else of yours?”

“And what would that be?” You can practically feel Melissa’s breath on your lips.

As you give into your desire to kiss her, you mutter, “Your heart.”

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[aurekiwi]

pac: a letter from us to you

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dear you, i know how you tend to overthink, how you've been hurt countless times from trusting and giving chances. and i'm very sorry that you had to go through those betrayals, so much that you now doubt not only others, but yourself as well. how lonely it must've been to bear all that pain alone. i know you're scared- scared to go beyond what you know, scared to attempt only to face disappointment once again. i know that feeling of not wanting to give anything a chance anymore, like you don't want to step out of the safety bubble that you've created for yourself. i don't care what others say. i just need you to know that i'm on your side. that's all that matters. protect yourself. prioritize yourself. and love yourself by doing what makes you feel comfortable and sane.

i find it so lovely that you keep your heart close and treat it so tenderly, so preciously, like the way you wanted it to be treated by others. i know how caring you are... how much you care about others, and how much you're willing to sacrifice yourself for others. i know how hard you work to make others happy, how much time you spend into making sure the person you love has a smile on their face. i know that sometimes you put up a front because you don't want anyone to know how hurt and broken you feel inside. but i know. regardless of what they might try to say to you, i want you to know it's truly okay to feel upset and disheartened. it's also okay to choose something that makes you happy even if it might feel like a selfish decision at the moment. trust me, following your heart and listening to your own voice is going to bring you so much joy... honestly, it really pains me to see how much you've prioritized others. keep guarding your heart like that. keep it safe from the eyes of those who just take advantage of that endless kindness and understanding you have. choose to do what sets your heart ablaze- what makes you feel motivated, inspired, and curious. and most of all, always remember that i love you, and i'll always support you.

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dear you, aren't we all just frolicking and going about in directions that we think is the right way in this journey called life? we let our passion speak for us, we let the world inspire us, we try to see the beauty in our day-to-day lives, even if that is awfully hard nowadays. i really like that mind of yours, how you're set out to exploring, traveling, and learning- how your mind is always curious and ready to experience new. i know that whatever you decide to do, you'll take the time and put in the effort to mastery and demonstrate your love and passion for it for others to see. i know that gift you have of channeling your passion, your philosophy, your meaning, and your view of life into everything that you do.

oh, you are so brilliant. you stand tall against everyone who points their fingers at you and calls you names for the kind of person you are. don't mind them at all because they're just jealous of that free-spirited nature that you have. i find your soul beautiful, in the way it burns so brightly and finds ways to burn just as bright through every hardship. and if you want to rest, let yourself rest. i know you have the power and will within you to get right back up when you want to or need to, so please, take your time. no need to rush at all. i know underneath all that brilliance and optimism is a lot of anxiety and worries- such is the artist's spirit, aye?

let those worries run around in your mind as you rest, think of what makes you feel so bothered and then seek out a way to achieve what you have in mind. i truly believe that you have it in you to do whatever you put your mind to. once you reach it, everyone around you will be there to see what you've accomplished and be in awe of your tenacity, creativity, and efforts to get there. speak for yourself who you are and who you are meant to be. you are the innovator, the leader, the channeler, the one who shows that the impossible is the possible, one at a time. you are the example and you are the legacy. you got it, hon.

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dear you, i want to give you a tight hug to tell you it's alright. i value your maturity, and i find it sexy the way you stay optimistic despite every tear you silently wipe away at the darkest hours of night. i find it admirable how you continue to tread on even after every disappointment and heartbreak. you seem to have this beautiful talent of attaining balance within yourself. everytime someone ruins your peace, you manage to find a way to restore it. you also manage to be that guiding figure in others' lives by providing them with the advice that you always secretly wished you could've heard from someone when you were struggling. it's a cruel fate you have of always being the teacher, not the one being taught- of being the leader rather than being the lead.

you know what it is? it's that big heart you have inside. it's the caring nature you have within you, the love you have for those around you even if it's not reciprocated. love overflows from you, and you seem to pour that into someone you love, or those you love, sometimes to your own detriment. you remind me of mother earth and her kindness, her creativity, her essence of the world's beauty that its inhabitants continuously destroy. you remind me of a siren, a beautiful voice and presence so alluring that you draw people in, except, you're human. rather than you hurting them, they hurt you instead. they get infatuated with you, obsessed with you, get so enamored by you that they step all over you and leave you in pieces. you are one who has so much to give, and i'm so very sorry that it gets stomped on each time. you're a wonderful soul and i hope you remember that every minute and every second that you are awake.

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from pile 4, to pile 4...

dear you, know to sit down sometimes and take a break from everything that's been going on. think about how you were like in the past, when you were young and immature, curious about everything that went on in the world- how you dreamed about what you might want to do going forward, what new things might bring you happiness. i apologize for asking such a personal question, but did you have a loved one pass recently? if you did, please know that i can relate to your pain and that i want you to take your time mourning and grieving, because honestly, the pain doesn't go away. no amount of healing is going to make that kind of pain go away. so take your time and don't ever let someone make you feel rushed.

man, there were the good old times when things seemed to be a lot better than is now, and they were completely taken for granted. now everyday feels like a repetitive attempt in recovery from past heartbreaks and a heightened apprehension towards the ones to come. the fighting, the arguing, the tension, and also the self-doubt and overthinking is just all too overwhelming. when did this all happen? how did we get to this state? where did it all go wrong? it feels like every new positive possibility or future will only end in a tragedy once again. but please, don't give up just yet. there is still good out there. i promise you, everything that you've worked for... it'll all result in great rewards. it doesn't end at just despair- there will be a day that you feel fulfilled, joyful, and blissful. there will be a day when you experience true happiness with the ones you love. so please, hang on and don't give up on the blessing of happiness and fortune that is making its way towards you now. you got this. i'm right there with you as one who experienced/is experiencing it myself. we all got this. just one day at a time, one step at a time.

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Hello may I please request Goro Akechi, Ren Amamiya, and Shinjiro Aragaki with their partner surprising them with a very thoughtful date?

Surprising Him with a Thoughtful Data HCs (Goro Akechi, Akira Kurusu, Shinjiro Aragaki)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 (𝟯 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗹) 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮 𝟯 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲 <𝟯 (𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟯𝗶𝘀𝗵/𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟰) 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁???? 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

Goro Akechi

Because work and life and his popularity had been keeping him busy for the past couple of weeks, he felt lucky (and a little obligated) to plan a date for the two of you since he felt he had been neglecting you to keep up with his other responsibilities

So imagine his surprise when you turn down his offer of taking you to your favorite date spot because you “already had reservations for the two of us” at that time

But when the night comes and he meets you at the location you sent him, he can’t help but be floored bc like…

Who would have thought that you’d plan something all about him when he was the one who wasn’t making time for you?????

But of course, because he’s Goro Akechi he’s gonna keep his composure when you surprise him by taking him out for a nice, long dinner at some rooftop place in the city

Though you really made his heart soar when he realized that you picked a place with some quiet live music so the two of you could chat (or not! depending on his mood) and just enjoy each other’s presence

The menu has all his favorites on it, the music is from local artists he had discovered and started listening to a couple of months ago, and you wouldn’t let him talk about anything you thought could raise his blood pressure

So most likely, the night is spent with him looking and feeling all soft as he stares out and enjoys the scenery while holding your hand over the table

Truly, this date with you was just so nice and gentle and sweet and just decompressing

It was exactly what he needed (or rather, you’re exactly what he needed hehe <3

Akira Kurusu

Although he’s probably busy himself, Akira tends to make a lot of time and does most of the date planning because he’s a romantic hehe (i swear on my life he is, he has to be)

So the one time he let you take the reigns and plan a date, you wanted it to be super special

So you plan: treating him to a delicacy that’s famous in his hometown……anddd learning how to cook it with him!

It’s not much but you remember how he talked about missing when he could eat that local delicacy whenever he wanted but how it was difficult to find it in Tokyo

So the moment he realized that was your plan, he was pretty smitten

It was something so simple but it showed that not only do you care and listen to what he says, but you also wanted to cook with him- something he only recently realized he loved

So that whole day was spent munching on food that reminded him of home and perfecting the recipe (that turned out to be a bit harder than expected!!

But by the time the two of you were satisfied with your creation, Akira felt like he had fallen in love with you all over again

Only someone who truly loves him could dedicate their time and money to making a wish he had mentioned off-handedly once come true

And that someone was you- utterly perfect you! <3

Shinjiro Aragaki

Okok stick with it for a second but- There’s a dog shelter that Shinjiro always lingers by right? Because there’s a few dogs he has bonded with every time he gets the balls to go in there

Including a little mutt who is way too lovable, but far from the definition of cute

So your date idea: take Shinjiro and the doggy out for a day and give the doggy a good time

That means getting pup cups and doggy treats after a nice morning walk by the water and sneaking the doggy bits and pieces of your lunch to her and then hours at the doggy park

And Shinjiro? He loves it because he spends every walk holding your hand and pet his favorite dog whenever he wants and just enjoying the excitement a cute pup brings hehe

It’s not much of a “date” per se, but with all the heavy emotions he feels and burdens he carries you figured something like this would allow him to let his guard down

He doesn’t even realize that’s what you were trying to do until way, way after the date had ended and you both were inside in his place cuddling on his bed or something

It was your way of spending quality time with him while ensuring that he could spend the whole day in a good mental state where all he could think about was the doggy and you and all the silly happy things that were happening right in front of him

He never said anything but the second he realized, his eyes started tearing up as he started to feel overwhelmed with emotion because of how much he loves you and how good you are to him

And like the good partner you were, you just held him tight and promised to keep providing him with all the good things he thought he never deserved (but you know he always did)

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Hiya! I'm Ashe! One of the main fronters of the DarkMage Nugget System, runner of of this account, and main artist! Fennec kitsune/shapeshifter as well. (She/They) Welcome to the DarkMage Nugget Tumblr!

Creator of Hyper City (With extra lore from friends and Aqua) where a lot of my friends stories are taking place. You can find my commission info here and are open! I do character art, emotes, and more!

System Intros after the break!

Allow me to introduce the rest of the system.

Iris- (She/Her)

Iris is the host of the system. She has her own blog here ( @iristhedarkwitch - 18+ only). She is the witch of our system, and also the current host. Specializing in transformation spells fictionally, and energy manipulation in practice. One of my girlfriends as well. And Aqua's girlfriend too.

Aqua - (She/They)

Aqua is the writer of our system. Also has a blog of their own over here ( @nuggetofthesea ). She is an elf with (currently) 3 forms. A base, a sea, and a shadow form. She is the one responsible for most of the lore in Hyper City, and is usually the calmest of us and just loves hanging out by vibing in the room. Also girlfriend. Also dating Iris.

Chaos- (She/Her)

Chaos is a gremlin. Is always interested in things that are high-energy and fast paced. She plays games on stream on fridays at 4:00 PM Pacific. She is also the most direct of us (Though speaks a little rough) and able to put things bluntly and deal with scenarios we wouldn't be able to otherwise. She can by hyper, but cares greatly for everyone in the system. Usually spending time with Aria.

Mira - (She/They)

Mira is the organizer of the headspace. A crystal fairy who is able to duplicate herself up to up to 30 of her at once, she manages the entire headspace and the thoughts and memories of system members. Keeping the memory archive as a collective reference for us to go back to. They do tend to be able to handle multitasking better than the rest of us, but tends to stay out of the front unless she is needed (or wants to troll us, because when she enters the front we all see what she sees. All 30 of what she sees at once). She keeps everything organized.

Aria - (She/Her)

Aria is a puppy. She's just a big strong puppy. She is the sweetest person in existence. She can't really communicate well verbally or over text. But can communicate through images, emotes, barking, and through me or Chaos. Would protect anyone physically if needed, but we try to not have that be needed. She is too sweet! If she shows up, give her headpats. She absolutely loves them. ^-^

Nova - (They/It/Fae)

A trickster fae that has found its way into our system. Rarely calls anyone by name, and speaking with a scottish Accent, they are playful and tricky. But likes to fly free. Bound to it's "Little Fox" (me) in terms of willing to listen her, but will chime in at any time it wants. So if I ever speak with a scottish accent, that's Nova.

And just some more examples of my character design work. These aren't part of the system (As far as I know) but are still characters I use often.

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Let’s talk Jack and Joke’s perceived parental roles -

It’s laid out in plain words in episode ten so that there is absolutely no doubt whatsoever, Jack and Joke have taken Toi Ting in and have no plans on returning her to her deadbeat abusive bio-dad. I believe that it going to stay that way, so we’re going to keep to that assumption of her being adopted or fostered by them legally once everything is sorted.

Note: not looking for arguments about the legitimacy of blood relations verses found/chosen family. An adopted child is that person’s child, you do not need to have carried them in your body for them to be yours.

I adore that YinWar have been pushing back against the stereotypes around gay men and queer media in general about what roles a person takes in the relationship, they’ve mostly been focusing on the sexual aspect because that is the part that people tend to get the most hung up on.

Yet I find it wildly interesting how easily Jack and Joke fall into what would be considered the ‘heteronormative parental roles’ when it comes to Toi Ting. It’s not a bad thing! No, it’s actually quite nice to see. They’re not forcing any ‘husband/wife’ ideals into their relationship, they just naturally fall into the roles that are appropriate for them as a couple and a family unit.

Jack is very much in the ‘father’ role, remember, father does not instantly mean masculine or emotionally stunted. He is the protector, he is a trained martial artist and debt collector, he is physically intimidating. He is firm and chastising but also patient and forgiving, he is the one Toi Ting feels physically safe with the most, she runs to him for help, she learns her bravery and defiance from him. He absolutely will pat her back, smooth down her hair and allow himself be to dragged away by the hand to get ice cream. He is playing the role of not just a father figure, but a daddy. (stop giggling at that word, the internet has ruined us all 😝)

Meanwhile, Joke has one hundred percent filled the ‘mother’ role for Toi Ting. Again, not because he’s femme or whatever - side note, there’s nothing wrong with being femme! Joke is a natural carer, he wears his emotions on his sleeve because he never had anyone care about him before. He is gentle and a listener, both things that serve him well as a thief. When Toi Ting comes running to Jack for physical protection, it is Joke that offers emotional protection. He is the one that takes her into his arms and calms her down, he hugs her, reassures her and speaks with clam and loving words to bring her big scary emotions back down to a more manageable level. Joke can redirect her attention and is the one that sits and paints with her, Jack just ‘supervises’, aka is a big dope that’ll ruin the painting lol. But together Jack and Joke are able to offer Toi Ting what she needs, both a mother figure and a father figure, regardless of their genders.

Which leads me into the absolute heartbreak of a scene at the end of episode ten, where Jack and Joke find themselves in the one place no parent ever wants to find themselves. Stuck on the other side of those damnable white doors, unable to get to your child.

Joke has an emotional response, very much a mother’s response. Again, mothers tend to be the ‘emotional nurturers’ so them being more giving with their emotions is to be expected. And I would just like to point out how exceptional War plays that role, he is a mother waiting in terror to find out if his baby is dying or dead.

The blank horrified stare, the shaking hands and quivering movements, the fact that his legs fail him and he ends up curled up on the floor. Covering his mouth to keep the sobs in, yet unable to stop the silent flow of tears, barely even noticing when Hoy tries to comfort him. Joke doesn’t snap out of his shock until Jack shows up.

Jack on the other hand has a very ‘fatherly’ response, the pacing, the pinched expression, the heavy breathing and muttering before just exploding with anger, swearing loudly and looking for someone to blame. He can’t break down just yet, he’s too angry, too scared, he’s not the emotional support. He’s the protector, the provider and he hates himself for failing. Yin played that so well, how he kept moving to touch his head, putting his hands on his hips, fidgeting as he paced, forcing the camera to keep up with his near frantic movements.

Where Joke froze, Jack found movement.

Where Joke was quiet, Jack exclaimed loudly.

Where Joke allowed tears to flow, Jack held his pain tightly in.

Joke and Jack are Toi Ting’s mother and father, and that final hospital scene just proved it.

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{jυsт вεcαυsε ι ℓσvε үσυ}

Jensen Ackles x Female Reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Jensen had been busy but one day when he decides to surprise you just because he loves you. Simply meant for those who want to dance in the kitchen with your spouse for no reason, or go on old timey dates together.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: None~ Just a short little one shot with Jensen fluff. Jensen being a reassuring husband. Husband Jensen x Wife Reader.

Jensen had finished up filming a little promo as Soldier Boy for Gen V, the spin-off for The Boys. He was excited to play that role again since he had a lot of fun with the character on The Boys to begin with. It was a matter of days until the promo was released to the public.

Things were going well for him right now. He had even gotten some news that he would be touring around with Jared and the Supernatural cast again for some conventions and he was more than excited for that! He would be leaving in a couple of weeks for that.

But until then, he was staying busy with some other roles or promotions or whatever was going on with the brewery.

This afternoon, however, he finally had some time off. He told you that he was going to be busy all day making some plans and arrangements for going to the upcoming conventions, but he just wanted to surprise you. Especially since he married such a busy little bee.

While he spent his time filming and tending to the bar, you had a career of your own as a costume designer for musical artists and some bands whether its for their music videos or for what they would wear for their concerts. You had worked with Selena Gomez, Carrie Underwood, as well as Amy Lee from Evanescence, just to name a few individuals from some different genres of music.

He knew you had an eye for detail and that was one of the many things he loved about you. Amongst other traits you have of course.

So after his morning errands were done, he stopped by the store to pick up some surprises for you, which lead him to where he was now.

He was carrying in his little surprise when he opened the door to find you cleaning the kitchen listening to some music. When he looked at the tv since that's what you apparently decided to use, he saw that it was some song called 'How to be a Heartbreaker' by Marina and the Diamonds.

It sounded pretty upbeat and he chuckled to himself when he saw you dancing around to the chorus of this song while you were putting something away in the kitchen. He couldn't help the smile that was forming on his face.

You were adorable and he couldn't believe he actually married someone like you. There was never a moment when you couldn't light up his world.

He walked over to you when you didn't have anything in your hands, then he wrapped an arm around you from behind. In his hand was a bouquet of your favorite flowers just because.

"Now who's heart trying to break?" He asked.

You nearly jumped when you felt an arm wrap around you from behind but you smiled when you saw the flowers followed by the familiar voice of your husband.

You looked up at him and saw the grin on his face that made your heart flutter since the first day you met him. People have said that the honeymoon phase doesn't last that long but for you, it was unwavering. Sure there's disagreements and imperfections like any marriage, but you two were able to make it work and that was what mattered the most. You hoped that you two would have a long marriage.

“No one’s. The only heart I have is yours, and I’d like to keep it that way.” You heard Jensen chuckle before he leaned down and gave you a soft kiss on your lips.

When he pulled away you smiled when you looked at the flowers. You took them before you got out of his grasp, “Thank you for these, they’re beautiful! But I thought your day was booked.”

“Well, I said that but I may or may not have bent the truth a little.” Jensen replied while you were looking for a vase. Once you found one you placed the flowers inside and set them on the table.

“You’re free the rest of the day? That’s great! I know you needed some rest from your busy schedule.” You smiled before you walked towards him. He took one of your hands and twirled you around before pulling you into his chest, then he leaned down and kissed your shoulder.

“It is. I know that I’ll be gone for a while with the convention too. I wanted to spend as much time with you as I can, and today worked out perfectly.” You grinned at what he said and you heard the tv change to a slower song. You put on a random playlist on Spotify through your TV so it was a little unpredictable about what songs they’d play since you didn’t look before you clicked.

“How did I get so lucky to have you?” He smiled at what you said while he turned you around, placing a hand on your hip while keeping your other hands clasped together.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“Dancing with my beautiful bride in our kitchen.” He replied and you snickered as you two started dancing around to whatever the song was. Based off the tune you could hear throughout the house it sounded like it was ‘Two is Better than One’ by Boys Like Girls. Perhaps your Spotify account was favoring some early 2000’s music at the moment.

As the two of you danced, you placed your head on his chest, smiling softly to yourself. It was the moments like these you appreciated most. You knew he was busy, but it was little things like this that let you know Jensen still cared despite his busy schedule.

You remembered the very first time the both of you danced as a married couple on your wedding day. It was truly the happiest day of your life. Your wedding was in the spring and you had an outdoor ceremony. All of your friends and family members were happy for the both of you.

“What are you thinking about, Love?” Jensen asked and you hummed a little.

“Reminiscing about our wedding.” You admitted.

Once the song was over, Jensen looked down at you before he kissed the top of your head. Then he got an idea.

“Why don’t you get dressed in something a little warmer and we’ll go out tonight? It’s supposed to be chilly this evening and I don’t want you getting yourself sick.” He said. You agreed and he watched you go upstairs to your room so you could change.

Once you were dressed in something warmer the two of you left the house so you both could enjoy yourselves. It had been a while since. You had a little date night.

He took you to a nice Italian restaurant where the both of you ate dinner and you had some dessert there. After that, he ended up taking you to a movie. However, tonight was your lucky night!

Jensen had managed to find a drive-in movie theatre. You thought those were practically extinct by now! But it was a sweet surprise nonetheless. You’ve always wanted to go into a drive in theatre and it was surreal that you were finally able to go. You both were even in the iconic ‘67 Impala that Jensen got to keep after Supernatural ended.

Everything felt so perfect.

You and Jensen were unbuckled and you were huddled together. His arm was around your waist and your head was on his shoulder as you both were looking at the screen watching ‘The Wedding Planner’ with Jennifer Lopez and Matthew McConaughey.

You knew Jensen wasn’t overly fond of romantic movies, and neither were you necessarily but you did like watching some of J. Lo’s movies every once in a while and you didn’t recall seeing this movie.

“Not even two minutes into the movie and she already reminds me of you.” You could hear Jensen say and you snickered.

“Oh yeah? How’s that?”

“You seem to be a little bit of a perfectionist. A hard worker. Dedicated to your job. But you look much better in those little suits with those pencil skirts than Jennifer does.” He chuckled and you smiled at the last part.

“Well it’s not easy planning and designing what people are going to wear in front of millions, potentially trillions of people.” You reminded and he just grinned as he laid his head down on top of your own as you watched the movie.

You got to the part of the movie where the children’s doctor saved the wedding planner. How a meeting like that happened must’ve been more than random chance. It seemed like fate, then again so did a lot of scripts for romantic movies like this. But of course there was always that problem to make romantic movies a bit more complicated.

“Now that’s in poor taste… if you’re engaged, you shouldn’t go with another girl to the movies or dance with her in the rain. That is a sure fire way to mess with a woman’s heart.” You said.

“Well, they have to have some sort of plot twist for these movies ya know.” He reminded and you grinned and shook your head.

“Yeah I suppose you’re right.”

You two continued to watch the movie and saw that McConaughey’s character saved Lopez’s character not once but twice now. But of course there was always that argument between the two characters to create a little angst.

“I can’t imagine how many weddings she’s seen not work out. This poor bride is going to get her heart broken. She’s got the worst judgement.” You said and he hummed a little.

“Yeah.. the bride and groom seem to be so incredibly different. I get that opposites attract but this a little too much.” He said.

Watching the beginning of this movie you started to wonder about a few things.

“Jensen? Did you ever have doubts if we would work out? I mean, we both have busy schedules… what if one day we’re too busy for each other and what if what everyone says about the honeymoon phase ending and we just fall apart?”

Jensen looked down at you and frowned a little, “Where’s this coming from, Darlin’?”

“I don’t know… I just hear things about couples losing their spark and I don’t want that ever happening to us…”

Jensen shifted and cupped your face so you could look up at him.

“I’ve never had a single doubt about us. Not one.” He reassured as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “Yeah you and I have busy careers.. That’s a part of life.”

“But the fact that you’re even concerned about something like that happening, and the fact that you don’t want the spark to leave either means that you’re willing to fight for us if that time ever comes. Sure for some couples the honeymoon phase doesn’t last forever. But how do you think that couples married for over fifty years works out? They don’t let that spark ever fade even if it flickers from time to time.”

You gazed into his eyes and you could see the sincerity behind them. You smiled softly as you lifted your hand and caressed his face as he continued, “You’ve made me the happiest man on the planet the moment you said yes when I proposed to you. And I know that there is nothing you and I can’t do together. Our marriage will last a lifetime. I meant it when I said till death do we part.”

Your smile grew a little bigger when you remembered his vows that day. He looked so handsome standing there at the altar and you remember getting emotional when he said those vows that day.

“You’re right… No matter how busy we get, as long as we always make sure we take that time out for each other, as long as we fight for one another, as long as we love one another, then that’s all that really matters, isn’t it?” You said and he smiled.

“And I’ll love you forever and always.” He promised.

You leaned up and kissed him, and you could feel him smiling into the kiss causing your heart to flutter just like it did the very first time you kissed him.

Needless to say, this was a pretty good date night with your husband. He always knew what to say, and you knew everything he said was truthful. You knew that your marriage would last a life and you’d always be Mrs. Jensen Ackles.

Hey guys! I was just feeling like writing some soft Jensen content. Needed some fluff in my life. Hope this little one shot brightened your day and put a smile on your face! Love you all~

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[turbulentscrawl]

i haven't seen lots of edgar content lately,, maybe general hcs for edgar valden if you can? :D

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-Edgar is a tunnel-visioned, broken-hearted creator who spends most of his energy seeking out the meaning of life and a reason to live. After the death of his mother and sister, he gave up on fulfillment through love or friendship, and now appreciates the world only through his art. Otherwise, he is apathetic. He does remain cordial with people, though, like his mother taught him to be.

-Edgar is an observer in most senses of the word. He rarely cares to devote energy to conversation himself, so he watches and listens instead. He doesn’t have much remaining interest in participating in the ‘game’ that is society, or the subtle mind-games it requires, but he is intrigued by other people’s reactions to them. When he does interact with others, he expects it to be strait-laced. Anything else is a waste of his time. (In short, he’s nosey. He enjoys knowing all the gossip but very rarely spreads it himself.)

-In that same vein, if Edgar has a specific opinion on something, you know it’s because that something has inspired him in some way. Edgar is a Centrist and does not hold very strong views of political or social situations one way or the other. In general, he thinks it’s best to let people do what they want, so long as it doesn’t interfere with what he or anyone else wants.

-Since the betrayal of his master, he’s developed a strikingly low tolerance for interruptions and interference. Edgar’s artistic muse is the most important thing in life to him, and he’s already lost it once. He’s not willing to lose it again, and does not give a damn about what anyone else thinks about his methods of maintaining it.

-Edgar was used by people for so long for his artistic skills that he has a hard time connecting with anyone who’s first interest in him relates to that. Ironically, with time Edgar gets along well with people like Kevin, who was confrontational and distrusting of Edgar in the beginning. Kevin did not give a fuck about Edgar’s art, and disliked him for some entirely different principal. And his art neither salvaged Kevin’s opinion nor won him over when they were finally on neutral terms. People like that can be trusted to be genuine, as far as Edgar is concerned, and frankly Edgar doesn’t see conflict as a dealbreaker for friendships or relationships. Disagreements happen.

-He’s physically weak—this boy has never seen a day of recreational exercise in his life. He is, however, not squeamish or easily disgusted. He dislikes what he perceives as ugliness, but has no issues witnessing or interacting with dirt, grime, or gore. He’s also not easily frightened and tends to be one of the more level-headed survivors in matches. He holds a similar reverence to death as Aesop and isn’t afraid of dying in matches. Some little part of him wishes it could be permanent—as some final devotion to his art, his Swan Song.

-Edgar cross-dresses sometimes. He needs no particular reason for it, as far as he’s concerned, but if you must know it just comes down to ‘he likes what he likes.’ And he likes flowy skirts. He’s not the type to let the gender roles of a society he’s not even part of anymore dictate what he wears. Were he alive in a modern world, he may identity as Agender. He doesn’t care much about gender and just presents however he feels like on a given day.

-Outside of his art studio and bedroom, Edgar is terrible at keeping track of things. He’s blind to anything he sets down outside of those two spaces, it simply no longer exists to him. Other people in the manor are often returning his things to him (especially Joker, who has a knack for finding things without even knowing they were lost.)

-When he was younger, he was taught several other skills that were normal for young men of high class. Piano and dancing, for instance. he didn't like them enough to practice much after his mother died, but he's still decent at them.

-Edgar has commandeered several hallways of the manor to hang his art. He’ll probably take over more later—he’s got an eternity to make his art, after all.

[fanged-fanfics]

peeks into your inbox. its me again :] here to request some Narrator x Stanley X male reader just messing around in the games ending from the original game (the minecraft/portal version)

☆ Someone Else's Game — Stanarrator x Male Reader Fic ☆

Genre: Fluff || he/him pronouns for reader ||.No warnings needed

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Narrator had gotten frustrated with you and Stanley... again. For such an omniscient and prideful being, he did tend to have a very sore ego. No matter, you were tagging along beside your partner regardless of the outcome. When you'd been led to play some absolutely nonsensical games, you and Stanley threw them on purpose to guarantee a lose in an act of protest. Which then led to being promptly placed in a cube-filled blocky world.

You didn't understand it much, and neither did Stanley, but he sat and watched as Narrator built a home out of the blocks in an act of filling some "artistic purpose" while you wandered around. It was a little amusing, hearing Narrator hum a tune as he tried to show up the both of you with something so small. Meanwhile, you picked up a small collection of the pixely flowers you could find.

You trotted back over as Narrator was bragging, peeking your head in to see Stanley doing his best to fit into the very tiny dirt home that was made. "Ah, there you are" Narrator greeted "Gaze upon my creation! It's absolutely perfect, isn't it? Much better than doing any more work for you two". You rolled your eyes with a quick "Yeah, yeah, looks super nice" before stepping up to the doorway. You held out the plants for Stanley, who squeezed out of the dirt home to gently hold them in his palms. He signed a quick and bashful ['thank you'] in reply. You returned the smile he gave you as Narrator kept talking.

"...It could only be better if- wait, that's it! We must re-build it out of diamond. Diamond everything! Yes, yes, yes- come along, men, we have to go mining!" He went on. You and Stanley both turned around, hearing the noises of dirt falling away. You linked your arm with the protagonist as you both slowly began inching into the cave Narrator had created. Light was only there for the first few steps, darkness quickly filling your vision. You held onto Stanley tighter. "Oh my, it looks like it's going to get a bit dark" Narrator said "Have you brought a light?". "You know very well we didn't" you grumbled under your breath.

"Oh no, no, no, no, no. This is far more open-ended than I had in mind" Narrator went on "I'm looking for something more narrow and linear.. something that makes you feel utterly irrelevant. This won't do at all, 1/5. Even the diamonds couldn't save this one". You finally took a pause, making sure you could still clearly feel Stanley behind you. He gave you a comforting little pat, sensing your mild frustration. Narrator spoke up once more. "Okay, new game" he announced, and you soon saw a new environment gill your vision, along with... music?

As Narrator jovially laughed and praised the new surroundings, you looked to Stanley. He still managed to keep hold of the flowers you'd given him, doing his best to tuck them into his pocket. "How much longer until we ask him for a reset?" You asked, and Stanley shrugged, removing his hand from yours to sign. ['You know he's not gonna listen when he's in this kind of mood. We have to wait until he gets bored again']. "That probably won't take too long" you noted, giving Stanley a little cheek kiss "At least we can list this as officially going out". Stanley nodded, grinning brightly at the idea.

Narrator's rantings could be heard slowing to a stop, his tone dripping with jealous irritation "Alright, enough, this isn't that kind of game. We have an objective to do. If you wanted to coddle each other so much we could've stayed back at the office". The door to the square room opened, and you held it open further as you and Stanley exited. You both went through the circle exit to the next room, a small white room being on the other side. A large button was on the floor, and you held it down. The light on the wall became orange, and a door opened. Stanley went to walk through, but when you tried to follow, the light became blue, and the door shut.

"Oooh, it's a puzzle!" Narrator said "Critical thinking, dearest. Your forte". Before you could make some sort of reply, a box dropped down from a tube connected to the ceiling. "If I stand here, you can just walk ahead" you offered to Stanley, before Narrator interjected. "No, no, no! Can't you see? If he leaves, there's no one to hold the button down for you. You'll just have to complete the puzzle". You hummed, looking at the environment. Stanley came up behind you, placing the box on the button, allowing the door to open again. "Oh- that's an easy one. Thanks, Stanley!" You said, ruffling his hair a bit before you both advanced through the door.

You got ready to push the button on the elevator that was awaiting, until it shut all at once, receeding into the vault it came from. You stood there with Stanley, listening as Narrator went on a long-winded tangent about how he didn't need both of your approvals, ending it with a goodbye and having the room fall silent. You sat on the floor, crossing your legs "He'll be back" you said simply "If we wait, we can make him mad enough to". Stanley sat by your side, tucking his knees to his chest. He looked around, hand held in yours and tapping a beat on the floor. Seconds passed, then a minute, then five. You sighed, changing position again to get comfortable. "He'll come aaany second" you said. Then five more minutes. Then ten.

"Okay he's really holding out this time" you eventually said, and Stanley nodded. You leaned back a bit "Do you ever think we're too hard on him?". Stanley looked up, thinking it over before shaking his head. You chuckled as you replied, "I know he does a lot to annoy us, but he does take his stories to heart. Maybe constantly talking down to them wasn't.. the best idea". Stanley seemed to genuinely give it some thought before sheepishly nodding. Narrator definitely deserved your pranks and jabs for all the times he did stuff just to spite you both. But in the end, he loved you both, and you both knew that. As well as how much these stories meant to him.

You scooted over to the edge of the gaping opening beneath the still-shafted elevator. Stanley joined by your side. ['You think he'll come back if we make it seem like we found something better to do?']. "I'd guess so" you said "He hates our attention not being on him. Then he can come back, and we can laugh over this like we always do". You slid into the open hole, Stanley hopping down after you.

Beneath the map was a dim hidden layer of the map, one that had scattered wires and ladders, like the back end of a stage or something of the like. It seemed a touch familiar, but you really couldn't tell in all the dimness. Stanley led the way, trying to feel along the walls and finding a path down a hallway. You went with him, holding onto his sleeve to stick close. "Still nothing?" You whispered, now growing a little worried. It wasn't like Narrator to hold out without coming back to at least check in. After a whoosh of air, there was silence. "...Narry?" You tried softly, and nearly jolted as he actually spoke.

"I wonder what he found. If what he wanted was to be the leading man in his own story, well, perhaps he's gotten it... down in- wherever he is right now. I wonder if he's happy with his choice. And if he's learned the heavy cost that comes with it. He'll understand soon what I was trying to tell him. He needs me. Someone who will wrap everything up at the end, to make sense out of the chaos and the fear and the confusion— that's who I am. That is what I mean to this world. Oh yes, yes I'll be back, there's no other way. Once this ends, after it all comes to a close, then I'll be back. The end will be here soon. Very soon. I can wait"

It was unclear who of the two of you he was talking about. You both were men he held equal love and, well, currently mild irritability for. You both sat there with a bit of bated breath, anticipating the worst. But, you soon found yourselves back in your respective offices at the beginning. Stanley stepped out of his, looking around. You, the not-gone coworker, did the same. "Oh, there you two are" Narrator said, feigning to be unimpressed "Was that fun? Did you feel accomplished in that other game? How much better did you find it compared to this dusty old office?"

You immediately made your way over to the clearest wall, stretching your arms out as you leaned against it. Narrator sputtered "What- what are you doing? Don't tell me you lost your mind in there-". "It's a hug" you announced back, nuzzling the area with your cheek. "I'm not in the walls" Narrator said, almost sounding offended at the implications. "I know, but it's symbolic" you responded "You were gone for so long back there". "Ah, so that's it? You got bored of each other and decided you wanted to come back to your dear old love, the Narrator? How flattering" Narrator replied.

Despite his snark, he took note of how you kept attempting to give him affection via the office walls, Stanley appreciatively going over the familiar sights and desks of the space. You both eventually hear a big sigh, and Narrator's voice was now a lot softer. "I'm glad you both are back as well. Now, would you like one of your little rests before we continue with the story? I think I've finally got the programming of the coffee pot right to let it function". You finally leaned up from the wall, looking up to where you assume the Narrator was "I think so". Stanley then signed ['You can join us this time. Take a break from all that talking']. Narrator once again sighed "I suppose I owe you boys that much, at least. Come on now, no time to waste"

[rosypenguins]

Day 13! Jomies Headcanons! (I got quite a few!)

Jake:

💛Unironically listens to boy bands.

💛Has Spotify open 24/7. Is always looking for new artists and songs, and probably has over 3000 songs liked.

💛He’ll listen to any song of any genre, but tends to lean more towards alt-rock.

💛Used to listen to Billie Eilish in Middle School.

💛Whenever it’s too quiet, he’ll either hum to himself or make random noises with his mouth.

💛Physically incapable of standing still.

💛Probably ate an eraser as a kid.

💛Does not believe in closets. Keeps his clothes either on the floor or in his chair. (If it’s in his closet he’ll genuinely forget he even owns the item.)

💛”Processing your emotions? What the hell’s that?”

💛Oh yeah, he definitely has ADHD.

Drew:

🖤Really likes FPS games.

🖤Always has to have his weight shifted on one leg. He cannot stand up straight to save his life. (Heh cuz he’s gay-)

🖤Small waist. (He’s a twink in my eyes.)

🖤Could probably be picked up by the other Jomies. (Has yet to be tested due to safety concerns.) (The concerns being Drew beating the shit out of them.

🖤Doesn’t like black coffee but drinks it anyways. (Why? We don’t know.)

🖤TERRIBLE eating habits. He’ll literally just have a piece of toast and be like “welp that’ll last me for the next 48 hours.”

🖤Those hot-pink girly desserts are his guilty pleasure.

🖤Listens to a lot of rap music. Mostly emo rap. He says it’s cuz it sounds cooler but it’s actually because he finds the lyrics relatable.

🖤Stalks Jake’s instagram for purely platonic reasons.

🖤Doesn’t know how to show affection so he’ll sometimes just randomly punch Jake in the arm. No warning, no explanation.

🖤Cat person. Doesn’t really like dogs. (Terrified of Oreo but would rather die than admit it.)

🖤Bullies cats relentlessly, but will also meow back at them if he thinks no one’s around.

🖤Likes being cuddled way more than he’d like to admit.

🖤Having his hair played with puts him right to sleep.

🖤Struggled to make friends in Elementary school due to his temper. (His lack of attention at home led to him lashing out a lot.) Other kids found him to be intimidating so Drew didn’t really have any friends until Middle School.

🖤Was put in time-out a LOT in Kindergarten so it basically just became Drew’s Corner.

🖤IPad kid. Definitely had a mascot-horror phase when he was 10.

🖤“Processing your emotions? What the hell’s that?”

🖤Oh yeah, BPD. He has BPD.

Liam:

❤️Hands are always fucking clammy it cannot be helped.

❤️Definitely listens to Breakcore.

❤️Has a bunch of those weird, perverted anime stickers somewhere in his desk drawer because he thinks they’re funny. (They were included in a random anime sticker pack Henry bought online.)

❤️Had a super edgy werewolf OC back in Middle School. Drawings of it still exist in that same drawer.

❤️Lets Henry play with his hair when they’re alone together.

❤️Refuses to use chairs properly.

❤️Has so many 0.5 photos of the Jomies. (Except Drew because Drew threatened to break his phone if he ever took one of him. But Liam still managed to sneak a few bad photos of Drew as well.)

❤️Type of guy to moan when someone’s on the phone with their parent.

❤️Knows how to drive a manual. (I imagine his mom’s car is an older one soooooo if Liam wanted to drive around he had to learn.)

Henry:

💚Baby face. (Liam likes to hold his face.)

💚Wears anime merch with pride.

💚Pretends to be a girl online sometimes so people give him free shit.

💚Almost always hits Drew with the 🤓 emoji anytime he says something smart/logical in their group chat.

💚Would definitely like matcha because it tastes like g r a s s.

💚He ate grass as a kid. And leaves. And dirt.

💚The type of kid that always had to be the dog in any game he played.

💚Really likes bunnies. He held one once and felt his life was complete.

💚Oh, and frogs too. He loves frogs.

💚Typically takes the role of mediator during fights, even if he has no context on the situation.

💚Relies way too much on being funny. If a joke doesn’t land he genuinely hates himself for a couple seconds.

💚Sensitive to loud noise. (Unless the loud noise is on his terms.) (Like, he’ll have his music on full blast and shout at his friends standing right next to him and be completely fine, but if a balloon were to suddenly pop right beside him, it’d startle him quite a bit.)

💚Drew glaring at him and telling him to shut up hurts a little more than he’d like to admit.

💚Probably also has ADHD.

Zoey:

🩷This bitch knows how to steal shit. You got a necklace she likes she will find a way to take it.

🩷Can and will find a way to make everything said against her about her gender.

🩷“Oh my God, I am LITERALLY just a girl.”

🩷Definitely took dance for a P.E credit.

🩷Almost everything she owns is covered in flowers.

🩷Everything has to be aesthetic.

🩷Always had to initiate any sort of affection between her and Drew. She was always the one asking him out. Always the one to kiss him first, or reach for his hand. (Whereas Drew never really thought about that sort of stuff.)

🩷Her views on relationships were also very different from Drew’s. She wanted excitement and fun. She wanted to go out and do things. And whenever they were home alone, she wanted to make out with him and stuff, meanwhile, all Drew wanted to do was cuddle and watch stupid videos on his phone with her. (But she just found that boring.)

🩷Honestly, their best dates were their at-home ones. Where they’d watch movies together and Zoey would bring some face masks and they’d pamper each other and cuddle and whatnot. (Fun for Zoey and relaxing for Drew.)

🩷And because of their height difference, Zoey would sometimes grab Drew’s collar and pull him down to her level to kiss him. (And this definitely never once flustered Drew.)

🩷Probably knew Drew cared more about Jake than he did her and that pissed her off.

Lia:

💜Big fan of Olivia Rodrigo. (And one time, while her and Drew were waiting for the others after school, she was listening to one of her songs and singing along, and Drew ended up correcting her on a lyric, causing her to realize he ALSO listens to her music, and he was super embarrassed about it afterwards and made her promise not to tell anyone.)

💜So anyways Lia now wants to take Drew to an Olivia Rodrigo concert.

💜She’s also a big fan of Nessa Barrett.

💜Surprisingly really good at singing. She never took lessons or anything, she just sings in the shower a lot.

💜Sprays perfume on herself like 50 times in a day.

💜Always comparing herself to people online.

💜“Self-esteem? What’s that?”

💜Genuinely could not describe herself if she was asked to. She’s so used to changing herself for others she doesn’t even know who she is or what she wants to be.

💜Imposter Syndrome 100%

💜Had a huge crush on Hailey in Middle School but didn’t even know being gay was a thing so she didn’t really know how to explain her feelings at all.

@31days-of-freakblr

[rotisseries]

WHAT WAS THAT THING YOU EXPLAINED TO ME AGES AGO FOR WAITING ROOM ABOUT HOW TO LISTEN TO SONGS THAT ARENT ON SPOTIFY ??? I NEED RED FLANNEL GEORGIA AND I NEED IT NOW

AKAJDFJSKFKS OK THIS IS MY FAVORITE SPOTIFY FEATURE YAY!! relying on people to have uploaded things as a podcast sucks so bad because they get taken down a lot and also it breaks up the vibe because the title and artist are always something random and the little picture is just a sunset or whatever idk IT BREAKS UP THE VIBE

so you can do this from any device, (i prefer to do it from my computer though for reasons that'll be explained later) and if you have spotify premium you'll also be able to listen to it on all devices, but first thing you're going to do is go into your account settings and turn on the local files option

once you do that, it'll access any downloaded audio files you have, and you can listen to them on that device. they'll be stored in a spotify playlist named local files, similar to the liked songs one. (i would also recommend making a separate folder for the songs you want downloaded on spotify, at least on the computer, i know you can change which folder it takes from there. otherwise you might end up with random audio you downloaded for something specific in your spotify library.)

if you have premium, you can also turn on spotify on other devices, and add the song you downloaded to an actual playlist

and it'll sync up on all your devices and you can download the playlist on every device. if you don't have premium though you'll either have to download it on every device or you can only listen to it on the first one you downloaded it on.

now for actually getting the song. this is really simple I tend to go straight to youtube and it's usually pretty easy to find the song I want, and then I just put the link into a youtube to mp3 converter (dodging the hot moms in my area. maybe next time ladies) and then I download it. make sure it's in the right folder and boom! I now have mitski's cover of let's get married to cry to on demand! soundcloud also works though obviously because any audio file will do, and a lot of unreleased songs get uploaded to soundcloud, and there’s a handy little download button right there and you don't need an account! great if you run into a song that isn't on youtube. totally unrelated but I have phoebe bridger's cover of iris downloaded

now. reasons I tend to do it from my computer specifically.

1. most shady websites are just easier to navigate lol. it's twice as hard to deal with pop ups when things are also rotating your phone screen around. so yeah i'd prefer to hit up the mp3 converter from my laptop

2. if you have any songs where the only video for it has an annoying intro or outro, it can be easier to edit it out. like lil nas x's cover of jolene was from the youtube channel for some fucking radio station or whatever so I had to edit that out. and my laptop's native audio file player has a trimming option, so I didn't have to download extra software like I would on my phone

3. and most importantly to me, you can make it aesthetically pleasing. when you just download the audio file it won't have an album picture and it won't have an artist name it'll only have whatever the file name is as a title, which you can change obviously but it doesn't fix the rest of it. on the computer it is so easy to download a metadata editor, and you can edit the file's metadata however you want and it'll have the little artist line and the album if you want and you can put whatever picture goes with the song but this is of course not required it just matters a lot to me personally

anyway have fun!

[astrohive]

I would really like to see tfp knockout join the autobots a bit earlier and not just after the war was over basically.

•Imagine him being in the base with a human reader who even though they seem reserved when they think no one is watching in the base one day you just put on the most ✨slutcore✨playlist there is(bcs we all know they were made for the quiet kids) and you are dancing to it quite well.

•Knockout secretly loves all these songs bcs they were exposed to them while searching for any autobot activity or sights of ancient relics in human software and loves your energy.

•While you are cluelessly dancing he goes like "Sweet Solus ,who would think that such a quiet fleshy hides such a diva inside."You are obviously embarrassed and frightened to death.

•After that even though he doesn't want to admit it he takes an interest in you.

•When he has finally gained the trust of optimus,the prime proposes for him to be paired with a human to adapt to the whole "hiding amongst humans" thing he goes "Oh fine,if you are going to pair me with a damn fleshy pair me with the one that at least knows how to have fun."

•You dont like being called fleshy but you appreciate the fact that he likes your taste in music.So you two get to know each other better.

•The first day he picks you up from school/university/job or whatever nearly the same songs you were listening to.You think he does this to tease you,but he just also likes them like previously said.

•Eventually you get to know each other and he quite likes you and the time you two spend together.Especially once you also open up to him.

•Despite your quiet nature you have quite smart remarks about human nature/culture and you tend to be really honest about human behaviour,without excluding yourself-trying to make yourself look better just because of those remarks.

•He really appreciates your honesty about the human species,your observations on cybertronian species and yourself.

•It turns out that you are not quiet because you are shy.You are actually quiet because you have very dark humour (or difficult to understand) and people dont like it most times.

{because they perceive you as insensitive and just feel uncomfortable around you and avoid you because they cant really figure you out.}

•Like one day during your conversation you slip a very dark comment accidentally and while you except to be met with eyes of judgement you are met with a loud wheeze and laughter for a solid five minutes.

•The poor bot is on his knees from laughter.

•If he is driving he has to pull on the side of the road to avoid accidents.

•After that incident your bond really gets stronger.

•He tries to help you to not care about what others think of you and just be comfortable and confident in yourself.

•You also help him when he needs reassurance /he has trouble adapting to his new lifestyle and gets in trouble with the autobots for it.Even when he misses breakdown you are there for him.

•You are the only person he does the activities he would with breakdown and its a big step for him because he doesnt want to feel like he is replacing him.

Favorite activities together:

•You like helping him with his paintjob and even help him find new ideas that make him look more gorgeous.If you have an artistic side he might even let you make a design on him yourself(And he looves it).

•You might even have a whole Pinterest board for inspiration.

•If you are into fashion he also tries to help you upgrade your style/skincare ect...He has great ideas and he also does a lot of research in secret.If you were gorgeous before,wait until you see after...

•Even if you are not into fashion (or dont know much) he tries to help you out .

•If you refuse he respects your decision but will always playfully tease you for it.

•He secretly still goes to illegal races,wich you always knew and never told anyone and eventually he takes you with him.

•You watch trashy american shows together.(arcee,ratchet and fowler are secretly also watching in the back)

•You love listening to music together while he is on patrol with you.

•He takes you to concerts around the world or to buy clothes/skincare products/home decorations.

•If holoforms are available and he decides to use it thats where the real fun begins.

•Once he gets used to the whole "fleshing" thing you do fun human activities shopping together,brunches,going to bars and clubs together,sleepovers ect.(He really loves his holoform)

•Only appropriate greeting :"Hi gorgeous"

[thequietkid-moonie]

Moonie's prompts

I decided that instead of closing requests for an indeterminate time i will be taking requests but only for the prompts that you can find here! I put a lot of prompts I love and im interested on to try and don't let anyone out of options!

Some of the prompt may be too general or a little vague, for those you can add the details you want!

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× This prompts can be requested for platonic, romantic or yandere! Its up to you

🍡 Autistic!reader

🍡 Child!reader

🍡 Suicidal/previously suicidal reader

🍡 Reader dealing with self-harm problems

🍡 Reader with a chronic disease/terminal illness

🍡 Having a nightmare where they lose reader

🍡 Finding out reader lives alone

🍡 Hopless romantic reader

🍡 Disabled reader

🍡 Usually underestimated reader is actually really stronge

🍡 Reader with trust issues only trust them

🍡 Protecting (reader or character) from bullies

🍡 Reader is/used to be in a abusive relasionship

🍡 Reader shows up injured

🍡 Meeting again their childhood friend

🍡 Easily scared reader

🍡 Horror fan reader likes scaring others

🍡 Sfx artist!reader

🍡 Reader is bound to a demon/supernatural

🍡 In the anniversary of reader's death

🍡 Selective mute reader talks to them

🍡 Seeing reader crossdressing for the first time

🍡 Intimidating but sweet reader

🍡 Outliving/exceeding mortal!reader's life span

🍡 Domestic headcanons (living together)

🍡 Helping autistic!reader around the school

🍡 Fighting together in the battlefield

🍡 Perfeccionist reader constantly overwork themselfs

🍡 Being mistaken as a couple

🍡 Troublemaker reader only listen to them

🍡 Clumsy reader always gets injured

🍡 Going to a festival with autistic!reader

🍡 Reader makes a lot of self-depracation jokes

🍡 Reuniting after being separated for a while

🍡 Missing on action reader finally comes back

🍡 Introvert!reader has really good social skills

🍡 Introvert!reader is actually really energetic and caotic

🍡 Lay back reader is really protective over them

🍡 Shy/introvert reader come across as rude and intimidating

🍡 Sweet and gentle reader is the complete opposite in the battlefield

🍡 Reader has the complete opposite personality

🍡 Finally meeting in person their long-distance partner/friend

🍡 Shy reader hides behind them

🍡 Taking care of sick reader

🍡 Reader has a weak body

🍡 Comforting reader after the lost of someone important

🍡 Reader constantly suffers from nightmares

🍡 Stoic/shy reader express themself through art

🍡 Finding reader's suicidal letter

🍡 Autistic!reader infodumping about their special interest

🍡 Finding out reader is their favorite (famous) anonymous artist

🍡 Reader has really bad memory

🍡 Reader is from royalty/a really powerful family

🍡 Reader sacrifices for them

🍡 Reader suddenly went missing

🍡 In a life or death experience

🍡 Spending the last moments together

🍡 Making depressed!reader genuinely happy

🍡 Stoic reader loves/care for them a lot

🍡 Reader tends to neglect their health

🍡 Being another reason to stay (depressed/suicidal reader)

🍡 Outgoing and confident reader gets flustered easily

🍡 Reader hides their depression behind a smile

🍡 Reader takes care of them while being sick/injured

🍡 Celebrating reader's birthday

🍡 Autistic!reader tend to stim in harmful ways

🍡 Delinquent reader has a soft spot for them

🍡 Waking up in the middle of the night without reader

🍡 Stopping reader from a suicide attempt

🍡 Helping reader after having a relapse (self-harm problems)

🍡 Helping reader with their transition (trans!reader)

🍡 Defending trans!reader

🍡 Autistic!reader cries when feeling overwhelmed

🍡 How they act after an argument

🍡 Intimidating /Short-tempered reader constantly gets in fights to defend them

🍡 Shielding them from danger

🍡 Accidentally hurting reader

🍡 Blind!reader is always able to recognize them

🍡 Not feeling enough for reader

🍡 Reader works as a waiter/maid/host (choose one)

🍡 Reader used to always be made fun of/never been taken seriously

🍡 Blind!reader is really independant/can defend themselfs

🍡 Sharing a bed (not nsfw nor suggestive)

🍡 Finding reader's old photos

🍡 Famous actor!reader is actually really shy

🍡 Teaching reader something new (character's hability/speciality)

🍡 Learning foreigner!reader's first language

🍡 Singing them a lullaby

🍡 Reader without strength is a really good fighter

🍡 Clumsy reader always does perfect performances (artist/fighter reader)

🍡 Accidentally making reader cry

🍡 Reader cooks for them

🍡 Popular reader has many suitors

🍡 Sweet reader doesn't even know how popular is

🍡 Popular!reader has a fans club

🍡 Playing videogames together

🍡 Supporting artist!reader in their first performance

🍡 Reader doesn't like to be at home (bad relasionship with their family or no one is never at home)

🍡 Reader stutters when feeling too stressed/frustrated

🍡 Reader always wins the games/fights because of luck

🍡 Falling sleep in reader's shoulder

🍡 Sweet/gentle reader is the complete opposite in the battlefield

🍡 Comforting their reader after they got rejected (not by the character)

🍡 Bringing them breakfast to bed

🍡 Showing up injured at their door one night

🍡 The person they admire is tired and want to give up/retire

🍡 Artist!reader takes them as their muse

🍡 Horror/drama artist is actually bubbly

[ Platonic ]

🍰 Best friends w/ (character)

🍰 Parenting headcanons

🍰 Parent/big sibling figure

🍰 Their best friend is their biggest supporter

🍰 Childhood friends w/ (character)

🍰 Being roomates with their best friends

🍰 Their child/little sibling is experiencing their first love

🍰 Considering reader as (part of) family

🍰 Being online friends

🍰 Their stoic friend is as caotic as them

🍰 Learning how to be a family together (foster parent!character, both being parents or simply friends feeling like family)

🍰 Trying to be a good example (mentor-student relasionship)

🍰 Taking care of their deceased enemy's child

🍰 Reader calls them out for being overprotective

🍰 Comforting their child after a nightmare

🍰 Their child/little sibling come out as trans

🍰 Their adopted child finally warms/open up to them

🍰 Finding out their child/sibling has a secret relasionship (you can specify with who)

🍰 Their child/little sibling tell them that hate them

🍰 Promising to be always together (best friends relasionship)

🍰 Accidentally calling reader son/daughter

🍰 Child/teen!reader accidentally call them mom/dad

[ Romantic ]

🍒 Poly relasionship

🍒 With the same crush (love triangle)

🍒 Having a crush on reader

🍒 Lucky or with incredibly bad luck crush/s/o

🍒 Foreigner crush/s/o

🍒 Unrequited feelings for their best friend

🍒 Falling in love with their fake partner

🍒 Finding out their crush used to love them but doesn't anymore

🍒 Seeing their crush/s/o in formal clothes for the first time

🍒 Realizing their feelings after reader gets (badly) injured

🍒 Helping their crush get ready for a date

🍒 Accidentally seeing their crush!best friend changing

🍒 Sudden confesion from their carefree/stoic crush

🍒 Kidnaped/in great danger s/o

🍒 Thinking it is just one side love

🍒 Their crush/s/o has a secret admirer (not the character)

🍒 Trying to impress their crush

🍒 Their crush thinks they will never be loved

🍒 Their hopless romantic crush has no lucky in love

🍒 S/O admit that wants to marry them in the future

🍒 Making their stoic crush smile for the first time

🍒 Falling in love with their enemy

🍒 Their crush likes/is dating someone else

🍒 Little things they do when they are in love

🍒 Proposal scenario (from reader or the character, its your choise)

🍒 Reader pretends to be oblivious of the character's crush on them

🍒 Being teased for their crush (the character by their friends)

🍒 Accidental confesion

🍒 Love at first sight

🍒 Meeting again their old crush (still having feelings)

🍒 Falling in love with their best friend

🍒 Weaker (reader or character) trying to protect the other

🍒 Overhearing their crush admiting to have feelings for them

🍒 Their crush feels intimidated by them

🍒 Loving someone they rejected in the past

🍒 Love confession while being drunk/with high fever (reader or character)

🍒 Finally confesing after a lot of failed attempts

🍒 Oblivious character confess their own feelings by accident (in the most cheesy way posible)

🍒 Their crush thinks they like someone else

🍒 With a taller/chubby S/O

🍒 Being the most beautiful person in their S/O's eyes

🍒 Being uncharacteristicaly shy/blushy around their crush

🍒 Calm/intimidating S/O gets clumsy and blushy around them

🍒 Accidentally rejecting their crush

🍒 "if I die first you have to find someone else"

🍒 S/O is their biggest fan/admires them a lot

🍒 Disastrous first date (with happy ending)

🍒 Seeing someone flirt with their S/O

🍒 Jealousy headcanons

🍒 S/O is always trying to make them smile/laugh

🍒 Their crush/s/o is always taking care of stray animals

🍒 S/O gets clingy and really affectionate when feeling sleepy

🍒 Realizing their feeling after an accidental kiss

🍒 Having a crush on someone the same gender

🍒 Being in a same-gender relasionship

🍒 Falling in love with the person who's helping them (reader is tutoring/teaching them or just working together)

🍒 Becoming parents together

🍒 S/O bring them flowers

🍒 Being jealous of their crush's best friend (you can specify who)

🍒 Denying that they are jealous

🍒 Secretly dating a rival

🍒 Arranged marriage with their childhood crush

🍒 Their crush accidentally calls them by a cheesy nickname

🍒 Arranged marriage with their rival

🍒 Their crush indirectly confess to them

🍒 Accidentally confesing to their crush because of their jealousy

🍒 Distracting S/O from work/school because they want attention

🍒 Shutting them up with a kiss

🍒 Their crush confess with a kiss

🍒 The first kiss

🍒 Giving them cat-like affection to demostrate love

[ Yandere ]

🖤 The diference between love and obsession

🖤 General yandere headcanons

🖤 Sharing/fighting for the same darling

🖤 Giving up but not loving them

🖤 Trying to let their darling be happy with someone else

🖤 Running away with their darling

🖤 Giving them a hug in sign of forgiveness

🖤 Realizing their darling doesn’t love them/loves someone else

🖤 Darling doesn’t take them serious

🖤 Selfish darling just care about their own interests

🖤 Yandere trying to hide their unhealthy tendencies

🖤 Caotic and reckless darling loves them with the same intensity

🖤 With a really independent darling

🖤 Darling thinks they are interested on someone else

🖤 Darling loves them no matter what/just the way they are

🖤 Cheerful darling is full of life (sunshine darling)

🖤 Darling becomes depressed after getting kidnapted

🖤 Darling isn't interested on them/doesn't even know them

🖤 Their childhood crush/friend (darling) isn't who used to be (reader changed a lot over time)

🖤 Reckless darling doesn’t mind dying in battle as long is an exciting one

🖤 Abused darling is scared of making them angry

🖤 Abused darling feels at peace with them

🖤 Accidentally making their darling fear them

🖤 Darling can't forget their past lover

🖤 Darling pretends to like them out of fear

🖤 Darling tries to distance after their confession (the yandere got rejected)

🖤 Having a big soft spot for their darling

🖤 Darling likes the yandere's obsesive love

🖤 Darling doesn't trust/like them because of their reputation

🖤🍰 Darling reminds them the past

🖤 Fake dating their darling

🖤 Everyone thinks you two are already together

🖤 Being the secret admirer of their darling

🖤🍰 Just wanting the best for their darling

🖤 Darling is their first love

🖤/🍰 Meeting again their childhood friend (darling) after a long time (can be platonic or romantic)

🖤 Yandere thinks is already dating their darling

🖤 Arranged marriage with a darling who doesn't care for them

🖤 Their darling has a stalker (not the yandere)

🖤 Trying to ignore their feelings until they almost lose their darling (by dating someone else or almost dying)

🖤 Scared that their darling may hate/be scared of them

🖤 Darling trust them blindly

🖤/🍰 Becoming yandere after almost losing their darling (can be romantic or platonic)

[ NSFW ]

🌙 NSFW headcanons

🌙🖤 Yandere NSFW headcanons

🌙 The first time being together

🌙 Taking good care of them (gentle dom!reader)

🌙 [ SUGGESTIVE ] Friends with benefits w/ (character)

🌙 [ SUGGESTIVE ] Being too embarrased to admit wanting to do it

🌙 [ SUGGESTIVE ] Using lingerie for the first time

🌙 [ SUGGESTIVE ] Waiting for S/O at home in lingerie

[fairytalesandfandoms]

Genuine question for people who were previously heavy users of Spotify but have switched to a different platform or stopped using music streaming services altogether: how did you find it? Did you have to sacrifice any significant functionality? Did you notice any impact on how you discovered new (to you) music, or the amount of it?

Feel free to go into as much detail as you like, both the good and the bad.

Notes/Context:

I specify 'heavy users' because someone who's like 'I only used Spotify occasionally so it was easy for me to quit' will have a different experience which won't necessarily be helpful to me. I've accumulated probably thousands of songs saved in playlists over 13 years, so... it's a lot and it's not easy to just buy/download them all at once, especially if you want to pay the artists (at the very least downloading is time-consuming, and if you're buying them it's a significant cost as well, which I would need to spread out over time). I am trying to go through some lesser-fave ones and delete them, but it'll take a long time and tbh I end up keeping most of them. At this point I could probably buy new music as and when I find it, but the impossibly huge backlog is a problem.

One of the biggest barriers for me is the need to change the way I've got used to doing things, so I'm trying to get a feel for how other people have found this aspect. Reviews don't really seem to be that useful for me.

I don't tend to use the more 'algorithmic' functions of Spotify much (recommendations, daily mixes etc.). A typical use will be like: I find out an artist has a new album out, I go and listen to it, I add the songs I like to one of my Massive Genre Playlists for future listening. Or I follow a link to someone else's Spotify playlist and do the same thing.