#Sobbing emojis everywhere

[13personalities]

How everyone’s group chats be looking like out of context because we decided to use the sobbing emoji instead of being normal and using the several laughing emojis specifically made for… laughing

[everyday-is-brighter-with-you]

The mood that goes on forever....!!!

Plaintext: The mood that goes on forever...!!!

Lyrics:

ஆத்தோர பேரழகி…

எங்க நீ வந்தழகி…

உன்ன பாக்குறேன்…

உள்ள உணறுறேன்…

நான் காதல…

ஆத்தாடி ஆட்டுக்குட்டி…

நான் போடும் சோப்பு கட்டி…

போல மனக்குற…

என்ன இழுக்குற…

நீ போகையில…

ஓ… ஓ… அரும்பாத

மீசையை நீ தான்…

முறுக்கியே திரிய வச்ச…

வெளங்காத ஏதோ ஒன்னதான்…

நீ வெளங்க வச்ச…

அட ஒண்டி கட்ட…

ஒண்டி கட்ட நான்தான்…

தாய கட்ட போல வந்து நீதா…

எம் மனசில் உம் மனச…

இப்போ ஜோடி சேக்குறியே…

ஆத்தி என் மஞ்சணத்தி…

செவ்வான செங்கலத்தி…

உன் கூட்டுல ஒரு குருவி தான்…

இடம் தேடுது…

ன்னூண்டு கண்ணொருத்தி…

செந்தூர கை பிடிச்சி…

வா பேசலாம் காத்தோட்டமா எதையாவது…

ஓ… ஓ… கணக்கா கண்ண எடுத்து…

என்ன ஏண்டி பாத்து போற…

கூட்டி கொஞ்சம் கழிச்சி பாத்த…

மிச்சமா நீ வார…

என் பொண்டாட்டி நீ…

பொண்டாட்டி நீதான்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி தான்டி…

எம் மனசில் உம் மனச

இப்போ ஜோடி சேக்குறியே….

என் பொண்டாட்டி நீ…

பொண்டாட்டி நீதான்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி தான்டி…

எம் மனசில் உம் மனச

இப்போ ஜோடி சேக்குறியே … ஏ… ஏ…

அடியே… என் அழகியே…

ஏ புள்ள என்ன விட்டு…

எங்க போற…

நீ வெக்கத்தை விட்டு வாடி…

வீட்டை விட்டு வெளிய வாடி…

உன் அழகான முகத்தை…

நான் இப்போ பாக்கணும்னு துடிக்கிறேனே…

என் பொண்டாட்டி நீ…

பொண்டாட்டி நீதான்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி தான்டி…

எம் மனசில் உம் மனச

இப்போ ஜோடி சேக்குறியே…

என் பொண்டாட்டி நீ

பொண்டாட்டி நீதான்டி

செல்லக் குட்டி…

செல்லக் குட்டி தான்டி…

எம் மனசில் உம் மனச…

இப்போ ஜோடி சேக்குறியே… ஏ… ஏ…

[fatale-distraction]

BG3 Companions Social Media Headcanons Part 1

I was bored at work and couldn’t stop. 🤣 I’ll make another post with Halsin, Minthara, Jaheira, Minsc, and some NPCs!

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Astarion - Pre-Tav, Astarion's social media is mostly thirst-traps for some kind of nefarious, Cazador-related money-making plot. They barely scoot past the TOS on lewd content. Very little real personal content, anything that isn't a thirst trap is heavily doctored lifestyle content to make it seem like he's living a much more luxurious life than he actually is.

After meeting Tav and getting rid of Cazador, he deletes all of his old accounts and opens up new ones. They're not exactly private, but he's much more careful about who he follows and who can follow him back. The posts become much more genuine. Still a lot of selfies, but they're sexy in the way of a guy just finally living his truth and being comfortable in his own skin. There's more shots of his daily life; waking up with his partner's obnoxious pets strewn across the bed, morning coffee and his current favorite book, new outfits that make him feel more himself. Tav features heavily in most of his posts, and there are probably as many pictures of them as there are of himself.

Karlach - chaos. No rhyme or reason. Lots of parkour and Jack-ass parodies. Constant flood of pictures of her stuffed animal collection. Stupid filters abound. There's several videos of her just flexing. Lumberjack videos. Seven hundred pictures of Tav, tons of selfies together. Videos of her literally sobbing over some cute stuffy she found or a dog she got to pet. "How many times can I say the fuck word before I get suspended." Memes. Memes everywhere.

Lae'zel - She follows three accounts and never posts anything, but somehow she's constantly scrolling through. What does she even do? Her profile picture is still the default. She doesn't have any profile information filled out. It just says "No." Her screen name is just Lae_zel. Every single item in her favorites is a cat video. She has One photo and its a gym selfie. All of her comments seem really mean at first, but they're all weirdly supportive things along the lines of "your teeth are sharp and your visage terrifying".

Shadowheart - total E-girl influencer vibe. Everything is #nofilter. She doesn't need filters. She's god's most perfect princess. You can't even be mad because it's not vanity its just how she Is. Ends everything with Prayer-hands-emoji hashtag Shar'sblessings or Selune'sblessings depending on where she is in that journey. Hairstyle and makeup tutorials and she makes it look so damn easy. "Dye my hair and cut my bangs with me." "Get ready with me" videos nearly every day. Every picture has a comment from Astarion that just says "oh fuck off" because even he can never hope to be as perfect as she is. Or at least that's what her forty-five thousand followers think.

Wyll - The official Blade of the Frontier social media account(s). Fencing videos and promos. "How to polish your horns for newbies" video that's been taken down twenty-seven times for lewd content even though it's literally for polishing actual horns. Accidental thirst traps because damn. Lots of disability advocacy, especially for visual impairments. Weekly Demon/Devil PSAs. Constantly featured in Karlach's vids and vice-versa. Buddy selfies. Once in a while a pic of him with his dad. Pics with Tav are rare, but when he does post them they're the sweetest pictures and he gushes about them for paragraphs. It's a little gross how gushy they are. Astarion comments with vomit emojis and Wyll just replies with an angry face emoji. The purest content. He's so wholesome. Not a swear to be seen. Lots of gentle hype videos. "You've got this. You can do this. I believe in you."

Gale - oh my god he has the most pretentious social media accounts. He's worse than Astarion. "Well, actually" videos with multiple parts because they're too long. Tea and bookshelves. Tara. So many pics of Tara. Tara napping on a book. Tara swatting a fly. Tara in the window. Tara on the kitchen counter. Tara laying in the sun. Tara doing nothing. He has one of those fancy cat terrarium backpacks. Magic tutorials. Mystra simp. Surprisingly few selfies but the ones he has are IMMACULATE. Pretentious book reviews. His only saving grace is that he is HILARIOUS. He's the only one with a reasonable about of pics with Tav as opposed to almost none or way too many, but the captions are always really sweet.

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Part 2 here!

Part 3 here!

Part 4

[karlachismylife]

So I realized something. My forgetful ass forgot that I did in fact claim an emoji cause my brain just does that So just to let you know chronic pain anon here and I'm the hyacinth anon. Genuinely forgot, my bad. BUT WAIT I have a valid excuse though, my dog had puppies and they're VERY cute and take up ALL my headspace rn ily tho ty for being so cool lol

No worries love, I already added it to all your asks so you can find them easier just in case! hehehe glad to have you pretty <3

And also that's THE MOST VALID excuse, I wouldn't be able to think about anything even if you gave me one puppy. MANY PUPPIES? Brain.exe stopped working. Is it okay to ask for a picture? Totally only if you're fine with it!!

You're cool! And that's why you get task force 141 and puppies headcanons.

Price is the classic "dad said he didn't want a dog". He's already got three muppets and you to look after, he doesn't need puppies in his responsibilities too. So it's only becaue he doesn't want to have any complications that he gets them all the best care items, toys, food - also takes them (by himself, because he can only trust himself not to fuck this up) to the best vet to get all their shots and checkups. You could expect him to be strict and comply with nature's laws if there's one weaker puppy in the batch, but no, he's actually making everything he can to ensure this little fella gets enough food and doesn't get bullied by its siblings. And if you see Price snoring with the puppies climbing all over him or napping on his chest? You actually didn't see anything.

He also gets matching hats for all of them.

Ghost can't even pretend he doesn't wanna cry just from looking at these little buggers. They're just so small with their tiny tails and paws sliding from under their chubby bodies, and they are so fragile and precious, and he can fit two or maybe even three in his huge palm, warm, soft bodies that trust this scary man with their tiny puppy lives... yeah, no, he's actually red-eyed and sniffling, and he can't even pin it on allergy, because then, first of all, puppies will get taken away from him, and second, he's kinda sobbing and crying very obviously. They just unlock something in him, and all his outer shell cracks. He wants to hold them a lot, but he's also so very scared of harming them, he'll need your supervision just so that he doesn't fuck his own brain with ovethinking. Talks to the puppers quietly, with that brute care, and if you tell him not to teach puppies bad words, he'll actually try to avoid cussing around them.

Once they're old enough, he's picking some skull/skeleton themed collars and accessories for them.

Gaz did his research (as per usual), so he's actually extremely efficient and good when caring for puppies. No emergency is too scary for him, he's collected and confident, and they couldn't ask to be in better hands. If they need bottle feeding, he's sitting there with a very serious face on duty, but when he thinks no one's looking, he's actually making silly faces at them (yes, like with actual babies) and absolutely smitten by them. He's set on training them and teaching them tricks, but mostly just giving them enough to excersise their bodies and brains, so he'll give a lot of attention to each one of them to see what suits them the most.

He's also taking great care of the mama dog too. A true gentleman, he is!

Soap is fucking extatic as if he just got kids. He boasts about them at any given moment, has pictures on his phone, on his lockscreen, in his wallet, one tucked into his tactical vest (to remember what he's fighting for). He'll carry them around in those baby carriers, take them everywhere to "show them the world", including top shelves, fridge insides and neighbour's lawn. He's also forgetting everything except them, his ADHD ass locks in on the cuties so he can actually miss meals and shit (Soap! Missing meals! Unheard of.) because he's just stuck there, watching them wobble around and play. Absolutelty is their favourite playground, just lays down on the floor and lets them climb around.

Constantly has treats on him, but sometimes mixes them up with his own snacks and nibbles on those himself. He's grown quite fond of the chewy sticks though, maybe he should just buy a packet for him only...

[captainnameless]

here to request grumpy little Max upset about having to share Daniel with Austin please >.<

“What’s wrong?” Daniel asks as soon as he closes the door to Max’s drivers room behind him, catching Max’s eyes but only for a second before the younger turns away from him. Arms crossed, lips pouted, Leo clutched tightly in his arms.

“Max?” Daniel frowns walking over and crouching down, putting a hand on Max’s knee.

“No.” Is all Max says, taking Leo and hiding his face into the soft plush.

Daniel wrecks his brain, surely Max isn’t this upset about qualifying. Not with both championships in the pocket and a really good chance to still move through the field. GP hadn’t given him much information either; a simple text saying. “Maybe go see Max when you get the chance. 🦁 ” The lion emoji means it’s something to do with regressed Max, a little code to let Daniel know who he’s dealing with before entering a situation.

Daniel rubs his hand softly into Max’s knee. “Muffin?” He tries again. “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“No.” Max huffs, voice muffles from behind his lion hand coming up to smack at Daniel’s arm.

“Hey.” Daniel frowns, hand moving from Max’s knee to wrap around Max’s wrist. “Don’t do that please.”

“No touch!” Max whines, face appearing with a disgruntled pout, trying to tug his wrist free.

Daniel lets go, tries to catch Max’s eyes now that they’re there. “Thank you for telling me, using your words is much nicer than using your hands.”

Max’s eyes are wet with unshed tears, glaring daggers at Daniel, his foot kicks out in a weak kick.

“Max.” Daniel warns, raising an unimpressed eyebrow, trying to figure out his next move. Clearly something is wrong, Daniel would much prefer finding out what that is without a tantrum.

He decides to get up, moving back a little back to give Max some space, hopefully prevent having to put the younger in a time out. Max seems less fond of that idea.

“No, stay!” He cries out, distress taking over his features. It upsets Daniel, confuses him even more.

“I’m not leaving.” Daniel soothes, sitting down with his back against the wall, crossing his legs. “Just giving you a little space.”

“No space!” Max whines, a tear rolling down his cheek, clutching Leo tight to his chest while a sob sneaks out.

Daniel’s heart aches a little more, trying to contain his frown of confusion. “Muffin, you can come to Daddy any time you want, I’m right here.”

“Daddy.” Max just cries, so Daniel scoots a little closer, holds a hand out.

It’s enough for Max to flop himself forward, dropping all of his weight in Daniel’s lap who lets out a huff wrapping his arms around the younger. “Good boy.” He hums.

Max just cries, buries himself into Daniel’s chest, body shaking with heavy sobs while Daniel rocks them, presses soft little kisses to the top of his head.

“You don’t like me here.” Max eventually gets out, hiccupy breaths still shaking him while he looks at Daniel with wet eyes.

Daniel cannot hide his confusion this time, face contorting in surprise and a little bit of hurt. “Max- what? I like you everywhere.”

“Not as much here.” Max pouts, hand coming up to rub at his eyes.

Something clicks in Daniel, he has barely spent time with the younger ever since Max had stepped foot on American soil. With this being his first race back, media duties for both Alpha Tauri and RedBull, the circus that is Austin for him and his merch drop they had barely seen each other.

Daniel feels like a dick, Max had expressed his excitement about Daniel being back but also voiced a little bit of nervousness about Daniel possibly hurting himself again and Daniel had done absolutely nothing to soothe him.

“Oh muffin, I’m sorry.” Daniel breathes, arms wrapping around Max in a tight embrace, lips pressing onto his temple. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles into the soft skin.

Max just sniffles into the embrace.

“I should’ve checked in sooner, I’m sorry.” He repeats. “It’s been a little crazy, but I promise you,” Daniel gently tips Max’s chin up. “I promise I like you more than Austin.”

“Pinky promise?” Max whispers, eyes wide and wet.

“Pinky promise.” Daniel nods, holding his pinky out for Max to take.

[millyhelp]

i think after you wear him down enough jason is embarrassedly loud during sex. he starts relatively quiet and dominant sounding but he can only take so much of you clenching around his cock and digging your nails into his back before his guttural grunts turn into near pathetic moans in your ear about how sweet and tight you are :(

-🦦

OMG YES!!! I think that at the beginning of the relationship Jason would be more quiet when it comes to sex, just dropping some dirty talk here and there. But when he realizes he can really trust you, girl, get used to loud grunts, whimpers and moans coming from that wonderful mouth.

I loved you emoji btw :)

"Uhm... that's my good girl!" Jason's cock moved in and out of you without stopping, your wet and soft walls squeezed him tightly. You couldn't think or say anything, you could only feel him in you, everywhere, skin, ears, inside. "What happened, doll? Urg! Lost-oh fuck!-for words?"

Your hands were on Jason's sweaty back, your nails dug into him hard. Jason hissed in pain, but that only motivated him more. He looked like an uncontrolled animal.

"Please! Princess! Oh God!" Jason grunts and whimpers in your ear "Cum sweet and wet on my cock! Cum to me! On me! Fuckkk"

You cum hard around his cock and you swore you could hear Jason sob. Your pussy was milking him so well and tight.

"Oh! Fuck!" He hadn't cum yet, but his cock was so sensitive inside you. he was close, but he needed one more of you "How sweet and tight my pretty and good girl is for me! -Urg!- Only for me!

WHAT U GUYS ARE DOING TO ME LANIAYDUAIAO

[letsquestjess]

! SPOILERS FOR TBB FINALE !

That was incredible. I’m still a little emotional about it, so I will try to keep my thoughts coherent.

“Clone Force 99 died with Tech.” FUCKING HELL, CROSSHAIR! In a sense, he was right. Without him, things were never quite the same, but geez, that hit me hard. The dialogue and delivery in this episode were exceptional, with so many memorable lines. They were not holding back.

The CX clones were truly impressive, a genuinely daunting presence during the fights, and it’s a shame they didn’t make more appearances in the series as they seemed to mirror the Batch. And speaking of that fight in the hangar, Crosshair’s hand being severed caught me completely off guard. I expected some really nasty injuries, but that… I looked like this emoji: 😱.

Echo being a badass as always. 

I lost count of how many times I feared Wrecker wouldn’t make it.

SCORCH! No! I had a feeling deep down that he may be the final Delta, and his death hurt. Republic Commando won’t be the same.

Respect to Nala Se for her sacrifice. I still haven’t forgiven her for her part to play in what happened to Fives, but she was not giving up that research! She committed to going down with that ship and she took Rampart with her at the same time.

It was truly brilliant to hear the desperation in Hemlock’s voice after being so accustomed to his calm and collected manner. But he absolutely got what was coming to him and Crosshair leaning on Hunter to make that shot was just *chef kiss*. The way Omega ran to her brothers on that bridge and threw her arms around Crosshair. You guessed it. Tears. Everywhere.

By the end, I was sobbing, like full on ugly crying. I had a sneaking suspicion they were going to end it on Omega when she was older to close out the Batch’s story, but I still wasn’t prepared for that conversation she had with Hunter.

I hate to dampen the mood after such a great episode, but the CX-2 part left me feeling a bit disappointed. Although I was hoping it might be Tech (my hope faded as the season drew to a close), I also wondered whether he could be Cody or another recognisable clone that the audience would easily identify. They hyped him up for a big reveal and then… nothing. After all the speculation, I was so excited to find out who he was, but it seems he was just an unknown clone.

Overall, this season has been an incredible experience, and saying goodbye to Clone Force 99 and this amazing series will be difficult, but it has been one hell of a ride with you all 🫡❤️🖤

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Can u make kiribaku x male reader fluff

(I’m so sorry I wrote this so late, college and Uni stuff has been kicking my ass 😢)

Genre: major angst, fluffy at the end I think?

Content: in which you and your boyfriends have some quality cuddle time after a bad mission

TW: child death, fire, bombs, explosions, near death experiences

The steady tick of the kitchen clock was a constant noise in the back of your mind. Its smooth tick proved to be a double-edged sword though; it’s meticulous rhythm face you something to focus on, but every second that passed made you grow more anxious.

Eijiro had sent you a text message earlier saying that they were on their way back from their patrol, but the lack of kisses and silly emojis at the end of the message proved to you that it was a bad shift. Even Katsuki, who is usually diligent in letting you know when he would grace you again, didn’t drop a text. It was incredibly out of character for the both of them, so you knew you would appreciate what you did.

Your almost Olympian sized bath tub was filled to the brim with warm, soapy water with Katsuki’s favourite bath salts and Eijiro’s favourite muscle soak. Fresh towels were on the radiator heating up, and their favourite pyjamas were folded neatly on your bed.

You were pulled from your thoughts by the door opening. Your two muscular boyfriends were almost silent, eyes downcast and smiles all gone. Instead of hugging them right away, you gave them a second to remove their hero gear and trudge after you to the kitchen.

Katsuki was utterly solemn, and you knew that look. It was the look of failure, the exact same look at the battle of All Might and All for One all those years ago.

With a tentative grip, you gently caressed Katsuki’s arm to see if he would shake you off. Upon a slight flinch but no other reaction, you slid your way down to his hand and squeezed softly. He didn’t look up at you, but the gritted teeth and wet cheeks told you everything he needed to know.

You closed the gap, your arms wrapped around him in a one-sided hug as he trembled and sobbed into your shoulders. No effort to comfort him was made; he hated it when you told him that it would all be okay. He needed some time, and you were more than welcome to give him that.

Eijiro crept his way over and joined you, resting his head against yours and Katsuki’s shoulders. He also trembled in both of your grips. All three of you stood like that, soft touches, feather like kisses, the smell of smoke and sadness poisoning the air.

Eijiro was the first to stop trembling. With a grimy arm, he wiped his tears away and turned his focus back to you.

“I-it was so.. so awful, babe! There was so much smoke, and children, and villains, and I-“ he let out another sob and nestled himself back into your grip.

You held him tightly to ground him, both of your boys dampening your shirt. Katsuki stilled before letting out a breath.

“It was an attack in Kyoto prefecture, right in the middle of a giant shopping centre. There were so many villains, everywhere you looked, the bastards were lurkin’. A massive fuckin’ bomb was let off, like one of my Howitzer impacts. Kids were separated from their families,” he choked out, still not looking at anyone.

“We tried to get the fuckers, but they vanished outta the fuckin’ air. So we decided to evacuate everyone that we could find. There was so much fuckin’ fire, it was so freakin’ difficult to breath. But damnit, there was -“ Katsuki’s voice cracked. Eijiro rubbed his shoulder soothingly as he took over the story.

“We found a family who was missing a child. They were the last people to be evacuated, so we went back in to find the kid…

The kid.. oh my fucking god, the blood,” Eijiro whimpered.

“He was buried under rubble, hardly breathing at all. He somehow saw us and even though he was fucking dying, his face lit up when he saw us. He managed to find the strength to tell us we were our favourite heroes,” Eijiro sobbed bitterly.

“The little fucker, he knew he was dying. He told us- oh fucking god. He told us that we shouldn’t beat ourselves up over his death. Even though he was so tired, that it was the biggest honour of his life to have been saved by us,” Eijiro was gasping for air from his tears. Katsuki looked up.

“It never gets easier. Having to hand over the corpses of civilians we.. that I failed. I just… I never anticipated the next one to be so small,” he whimpered.

The tears were flowing from your eyes at the news. You hugged your boys even tighter, and that’s how you stayed. Swaying in the kitchen as you clung to each other for comfort.

You were the first to break the group. With a gentle hand, you cupped a cheek from each of your boyfriends before grabbing both hands and leading them to the bathroom.

Although there were still a few hiccups, both of your boyfriends looked as happy as they could have been. You squeezed each hand and looked at them.

“I’ll go and make you both something to eat. Please, just relax and try to enjoy the bath. I know it’s been a hard day, so take it easy,” you pleaded.

“…okay. We’ll try,” Katsuki mumbled. Eijiro nodded. You smiled at them before taking off to the kitchen.

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Katsuki was done first. He plodded down the stairs, his undercut looking freshly shaved. He smelled a load better, but the eye bags gave his mental state away. Still, you were pleased that he tried to freshen up a little.

Eijiro trotted down next, seemingly in a better mood. He gave a wan smile as he saw the plate of sandwiches on the table. Your boys never ate much after a bad mission like this, but you wanted them to eat something nutritious.

Katsuki and Eijiro each nibbled on a sandwich as they sat on the couch as you looked on with love. You were glad they tried eating, even if it was only to please you. After they were finished, you led them to the bedroom where the bed was freshly made. Both of your boyfriends crashed on the bed, seemingly not having the energy to crawl under the sheets. You tugged it from under them and rearranged them so they could both cuddle you comfortably.

It was so warm under the blanket that if it wasn’t for the awful mission they just had, they would have easily succumbed to sleep. However, they substituted sleep for burying their faces into the warmth’s of your neck. Soft trembles filled the room and shook the bed, as you stroked your hero’s’ hair and crooned softly until they fell dead asleep in your neck.

No matter how many times they would fall apart, you would be there to put them back together.

[murkystarlight]

I don't actually know how to make compliments(or bad ones for that matter :p). Everytime I see something and LOVE IT SO MUCH it's just incoherent babbled speech with my lips tightly held together, hand waving around EVERYWHERE hand shaking as if it was a fucking star, kicking my feet and literally shaking all over from excitement(my mom asked me if I was getting possessed a few times), holding my breath or my face is very much trying to mold itself with my hands or a pillow or whatever surface there is near me, I think to muffle the sounds but that isn't very helpful, cause I keep giggling and babbling random stuff that isn't understandable. Sometimes literally SOBBING either cause it's so beautiful or too sad or it's just very very funny, most of them not being actually crying I have had tears in my eyes a few times mostly from laughing though.

So whenever I write a comment(I mostly do comments cause I get very nervous to reblog shit)

I want to put in all my emotions in there but I fucking can't!! So most of them are just like "omg this is amazing" and something about their art style, or the character or just the genuine vibe, if it's about an AU they built it gives me more space to talk but mostly just "oh wow this is so smart!" , "I love the way you put this feature in like this" cause I have my reasons for being scared to act too crazy on comments or anything to a person I don't know... but their responses are always so- SO- FULL OF DAMN EMOTION

With emojis and thanks yous and random hugs n' kisses like- even if their fake they can Express this but me, when it isn't fake? I can't do it. Ugahhhahhh I want to put in more emotion or something to compliment these amazing people but I can'tttttttt

[oletusfragments]

if you found the anon with the pre-manor mike rq im sorry i forgot the emoji ;v;

💫 pre-manor mike's reaction to his s/o passing away during the hullabaloo massacre

there we go- ignore that i forgot the emoji-

and once again, i hope you have a nice day :]]

— IN MY HEART AND IN MY HEAD; TELL ME WHY THIS HAS TO END

᠂ — angst — gender neutral reader — before manor — ᠂

"My Y/N is strong! They would never die from a stupid fire! They're fine, they'll be fine! Check again! You're wrong!" Mike exclaims at the paramedic, his tone despairing–trembling. Persistently denying the nightmare happening. His whole body shakes from the sob he tries to resist. No, he won't cry. Because this isn't real. It's not real.

How could this happen? What in the world happened when he left?

Mike runs faster than he ever did when he heard the breaking news. The bag of stuff he bought was long forgotten behind him. Screw that, something–someone was more important.

He prays to any god that hears him that everything is alright. That when he arrives you'll be there with your same comforting smile telling him that you're all okay. Damn the tent or even his career. As long as it's not you. Those things can just be replaced anyway. Or better yet, nothing is wrong and the fire was just a measly flame.

But there's nothing left to replace. What is left of his home is nothing but barren wastes and ashes. The whole area of the hullabaloo circus tent is surrounded by yellow barrier tape. Sirens and discussions of investigations by the police and other staff could be heard everywhere. Burned...cause...crime...survivors...deaths. Their words and voices felt deafening and Mike wanted badly to pull his air out. His beloved home became a wretched crime scene, and it made him feel sick.

Even with the hopeless situation, Mike tries to wish for a miracle to happen. That this is all a dream. All of this is a big joke played by the amount of pranks he has done to his colleagues.

You all managed to get him guys, you can drop the act now.

Come on, he's at his wits end. So get up from that stretcher Y/N.

"Come on...get up." Mike's voice trembles when he is met with what has become of you. Your burnt corpse, in front of his teary eyes lay unmoving despite his plea. Perhaps the universe gave their shred of mercy to spare your face to stay recognizable. But he didn't want to see your face, not like this. He wants to see you without those burnt marks, your chest to move up and down to signify you're still breathing, for your eyes to be open staring back at his own. Anything that indicates that you're alive.

"Urgh...Come on! Open your eyes!" Tell him you're all right. The blonde desperately shakes your body on the stretcher. His tears falling to your chest and his pupils staring directly to your closed ones. Just open them already, you've gone too far with this prank–he thinks.

A couple people stare at him with pity, others shaking their heads. Those aren't the gazes he wanted to receive. He wanted happy ones, like the gazes of joy and amazement as he performs in the circus. He wants yours. The same ones that made his heart soar, set flowers blossoming in his heart. He wants you to prove them wrong–that he doesn't need their pity because you're all right. Prove that his creeping doubts are unreal.

A paramedic comes towards him, "Sir, I am very sorry for your loss. Regrettably, we ask you to step away so the removal technician could transport them to the morgue."

Mike shoots a wild glare at the paramedic. He shakes his head frantically while he holds your body close to him. Not letting any of the ones around him touch you, take you away from him. More tears escape his eyes and his voice trembles as he realizes how cold you feel, that there's no signs of breathing from you. "No! No! What are you saying?! I don't believe this–!"

Mike wants to cover his ears, preventing himself from hearing about what he refuses to acknowledge. But he doesn't want to let go of you.

"My Y/N is strong! They would never die from a stupid fire! They're fine, they'll be fine! Check again! You're wrong!" Mike exclaims, his tone desperate–trembling. Persistently denying the nightmare happening. His whole body shakes from the sob he tries to resist. No, he won't cry. Because this isn't real. It's not real.

But slowly, the wall of delusion he built cracks like his sanity when the harsh truth pokes through and send stabs to his breaking heart. His patience for everything is already thinning. He wants to lash out at everyone in the scene right now. Tell them to get out, to stop what they're doing, not take the last of what he loved the most.

"But sir—"

"Stop! Shut up! They're not—everyone is—they're all–" gone.

Mike stays silent for a moment before letting out a loud sob, choking on his tears, and lets out a scream full of frustration.

He stutters out your name numerous times, still not letting go of you. "Please, Y/N—please, just–!" Mike begs, as if you were to come back alive if he pleads hard enough. He holds your cold hand firmly, dead and devoid of the warmth he craved dearly. And like his hopes and the last of his joy, he completely falls apart. "Wake up, please!"

You were always there whenever he needed you. Behind the curtains, when he craved for sincere love, you were always there to give it to him. Always running and tending to him immediately whenever he needed help. But when he badly needed you the most, why aren't you waking up?

You were always there for him, so where was he when you needed him?

Countless guards had helped to retract his body from your corpse, firm grasps attempt to pull him away from you. Mike panics, fiercely thrashing around and pushing away the people that came near him. No, he doesn't want to let go of you. Not yet, not ever. This, what was left of you, something he never wants to lose. He won't admit that this will be goodbye.

He became so desperate. Even with the bruises and weary arms, Mike endured them all. After all, the pain he felt from others will never rival the pain of his broken heart. He begged the others to stop taking you away from him. To let them have you in his arms for a little longer. He hugged your body tightly, crying to your neck. Relishing the shred of comfort left from your lifeless body.

He was too stubborn that the polices agreed to let him mourn until he's had enough. Eventually, Mike fell asleep from the exhaustion of his own grief beside your eternally resting one. And with the opportunity, they pried you out of his hold.

The time he let his guard down, the time where he takes his eyes off you for a moment, you were gone from his grasp again—for good.

When he woke up from a place different from the circus, did the previous events fall on him all at once. And in that moment he realized, His home was no more. Everything, everyone is gone. And you are not coming back.

[ don't worry anon! It doesn't bother me at all. And thank you for fixing your mistake! And I wish you a great day too :D ]

CR: artwork from official Identity v account. Title are lyrics from Atlantis by Seafret.

[circa04s]

‧ ₊ ˚ ✧ › MUSE: and without further ado, allow me to introduce shin eunbi— 19 years old, a yuseong native doing her best at trying to balance work, school, & relationships. catch her earning a quick buck & killing time at pierrot lanes front desk. you can find her also wip sobs stats page here!

when did your muse first arrive in yuseong bay? may 7th, 2004. born during a brisk springs afternoon.

what does an average day look like for your muse & where can they usually be found? juggling a full time schedule at university, alongside a part time job, isn't always easy— the commute to her classes is arduous enough, her time spent inland normal reserved only for when she needs to be on campus ( ordinarily, this mean her early mornings / middays are packed a coupe days a week ). evenings & nights are where her free time reigns, split between having to study, take on a shift at perriot lanes, or allowing herself leisure time for whatever she so chooses. weekends are a toss up— maybe she'll be at work, maybe she'll at andante in the hopes of finishing a last second assignment, maybe she'll have been dragged to the shopping district. or, maybe she's in the company of someone special.

how does your muse feel about hanhwa resort? with an appreciation for consistency, the sudden traffic brought on my the resort is something eunbi doesn't really care for. she enjoys her peace and quiet, and while she still has that to an extent, there are far more eyes to view her now than she liked.

is there an aspiration for your muse to stay in or leave yuseong bay? yuseong has always been home, a safe space that, despite the sad memories lingering everywhere she looks, makes her happy. there isn't an innate want to leave, so why would she?

list your muse’s three favorite songs. beside you — keshi. door — caroline polachek. brooklyn love — lolo zouai.

describe your muse’s wardrobe. comfortable, cozy, easy. having to juggle work, school & fun leisurely outings with friends leaves little time for eunbi to care too much about what she wears on a daily bases. she always looks put together, but in a way that looks effortless ( even if she’s running on fumes ).

what is a color, word, and emoji that you feel describes your muse? sage green, structured, 🥀.

three strong likes and dislikes for your muse.likes — clean scented laundry, the sound of rain, making deadlines. dislikes — freshly polished bowling lane smell, gossip, all-nighters.

three positive and negative traits for your muse.positives — calm, thoughtful, introverted. negatives — skeptical, stony, indifferent.

three talents and shortcomings for your muse. naturally inquisitive and always one for details, eunbis knack in terms of retaining knowledge is the saving grace of her academic career. it's never been difficult for her to study ( not that she does it in excess, she just likes to have good grades ), nor have special dates / matters of predetermined importance ever slipped her mind, making it possible to keep her ever moving life on track with little room for combustion or burnout. sensitivities towards smells, however, have been an issue since was a child— it's one of the main reasons she works at the front desk of perriot ( not only is the job easy and light on work, it's also the farthest vantage point from crowds of people gathered around strongly polished lanes making heaps of noise ).

a relevant goal or arc for your character to overcome. she doesn't know it, but deep down, eunbi would like to grow softer. it's something that, for her, is well overdue.

[dvpno]

Dear Supporter,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health. My name is Eman Zaqout from Gaza. I am reaching you out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraiser. I lost both my home and my job due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions. 💔

I kindly ask you to visit my campaign. Your support, whether through donating or sharing, will help us reach more people who can make a difference. Thank you for your continued support for the Palestinian cause. Your dedication brings us closer to freedom. 🙏🕊

Note: Verified by several people as 90-ghost and aces-and-angels. ☑

tbh wayy too sus.

idrgas about the sob stories, there is a very high chance this is a scam. if you want to support people in Gaza, do it through Red cross or other large organizations, not privately.

the posts on this acct, and many others, check all the boxes for potential scams, eg. overused emojies, colour, other font effects. images imo dont all match, details being slightly off. can ofc be bad camerawork but idc

im not supporting private fundraisers, ESPECIALLY not ones using major, actively covered wars and war crimes for validity, and will NEVER endorse them. go to https://www.redcross.org/donate/donation.html/ or similar to support crises everywhere, not just gaza.

learn more about osint, scam detection, phishing and such by following me

[solstheimtxt]

🥞☀️💡📦💌 for the emoji OC ask!

Bestieee thank you for asking about my boy sobs

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast? >Just like every iteration of Vincent, he's not a morning person. Vincent will not consume anything but shitty coffee until at least an hour or so after he wakes. Otherwise, he loves fruit and oatmeal with brown sugar if he can get it.

☀️ SUN - are they a morning person? what is the first thing they do in the morning? >Absolutely not. He's a massive, whiny baby. His husband is the morning person. The first thing he does is try to go back to sleep. Second thing is go where the coffee is. Third is try to go back to sleep.

💡 LIGHTBULB - is your oc a planner? do they write down every small detail or just wing it? >Answered here! (tl;dr oh very much so lmao)

📦 PACKAGE - what are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them? >Most likely to fall asleep standing up, most likely to be voted most boring person in Halcyon, most likely to miss his own birthday party bc he slept in (or just refuses to go). Most likely to get injured doing something that should not result in injury. Most likely to get injured doing something that may result in injury.

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner? >He won't outwardly admit it, but yeah. Lance is the kind of partner who puts sticky notes with love confessions and kind words everywhere and on everything. He's dearly missing them and anticipating them again when (and if) Lance wakes up from the Hope.

Ask me some Emoji OC asks? :D

[mirrorspell]

having a fat ass ribcage changes everything all my friends bigger than me are like uuugh i bet YOU can fit in this rolls eyes emoji and im like yeah sure lets play pretty princess give me the stupid poorly made prom dress and then gasp wow you cant fit in a medium? wow clothes really are terrible if a medium cant fit YOU! like i wasnt also sobbing throwing up in the kohls changing room because an XL still doesnt fit . i can be fat or chubby whatever im not afraid to say that but number fucking one? big boned is REAL. and these young girls everywhere are getting screamed at by their mothers and grandmothers for not "taking care" of their bodies just because theyve got a ribcage made for floating in the ocean for five hours straight off pure breath power. fuck you you fucking bitch. god DAMN

[straycalamities]

no for real the onceler fandom when i was a huge part of it (2015/2016) was so fuckin toxic half the people left bc everyone was praising one or two blogs and acting like everyone else was dirt. it was super discouraging and i ran about 3 blogs and the only interactions i ever got was from people starting drama :(

im not sure what the askblog scene looks like today but im HOPING and PRAYING its better

eughh im sorry that sounds like absolute hell...i barely dipped my toes in because i was recovering from Stuff (stuff that took me to this year to get over enough to even make another personal blog) so i wasnt Too up-to-date with what was going on in the fandom from 2015 tooo 2019?ish? even if i popped in on entre's blog time to time, but i've heard stuff from others and friends

i think the askblog scene is A LOT more chill these days. a lot more lax and there's sooo much just...Less of everything that it makes things easier to like take in stride at least to me compared to 2012-2014 days where everything was so intense, extreme, and constant

there's still the like ghosts of the same issues that've been present since day one but its like...on a MUCH lesser scale. i honestly think it's pretty good all things considered :) the only thing that makes it rly hard for me compared to past eras is how split the fandom is uhhh app/site-wise (like its very much spread across tiktok, tumblr, twitter, discord, maybe more...idk) and so it feels like im missing out if i dont keep up everywhere LMAO and each location comes with its own issues either population-wise or site/app-wise

i miss how centralized it used to be to tumblr u_u and obviously having more content to look at back in the day, i got very spoiled on it so when i peruse the fandom content its like a lot less to look at but thats honestly GOOD FOR ME BC I HAVE NO TIME NOW LMAOOOO but its just like strange bc im like woah i dont have to scroll for an hour on entres dash anymore to catch up

well i do, but that's bc i have no time to check it on work days and so it piles up for when i do sit and take the time. cant imagine the hell i'd be in if it was 2012-era activity

ppl who had full-time jobs in the fandom in 2012 damn...i salute you.

unfortunately with a fandom as niche as this, it kinda cooks up the same issues over and over again and it makes me wish there was some sort of disclaimer that popped up as soon as you wanted to join the fandom to give you a rundown on how the culture is, who the people are, what the past drama was (so dont bring it up again), and all that LMFAO like a onceler fandom 101 that was just beamed into your device when you were like hmm what if i joined the onceler fandom LMAO

i kinda wanna do something like that specifically for askblogs? like a dos and donts. or "things i wish i knew when i started an askblog" type of thing but alas..no time. bc i see other mods go through the same obstacles/difficulties i went through and learned to either change my thinking on, or something else to either help me get past it/over it or at least cope better and id wanna pass that on if the fandoms gonna keep getting revived every two or so years and then cave in on itself from the same rehashed drama/problems it always has :sob emoji:

[fakeshibe]

The sheeb listens to JRWI Riptide 3-word summary twitter thread, now with 100% less twitter!!!!

Before twitter totally went to shit, i had a thread that i was adding to every time i listened to an episode of jrwi! I had to write a summary or comment on the episode with 3 words or fewer, although exaggerated spellings and punctuation for emphasis were totally allowed so it wasn't a strict rule. It was just a silly haha way for me to try and motivate myself to keep listening cause i'm v bad at picking up new habits (like listening to podcasts), so i was hoping that posting about it would build the habit and get me to pay better attention so i could remember details to comment on. Heads up, this was already a very, very long twitter thread and i'm still updating it, so it's gonna be a long post. Also spoilers for JRWI Riptide, up to ~roughly episode 60 atm. will update though! :) also i'm copypasting from where i archived the thread on discord so all the emoji's are broken, pretend they're all normal, ok? JRWI SPOILERS AHEAD!!! FINAL WARNING!!!!

(Jan 2023) (First tweet in thread: finally successfully listening to podcasts!! so every time i finish an episode of jrwi i’m gonna reply to this tweet with a 3 word or less summary we’ll see if i make it past episode 10, not hopeful since it took me 2 months to finish episode 1 :sob: )

Starting from zero funny fish man :)

Chipwrecked! mmm monke :)

The Laughing City Gillion slaps balds

The Baldening slapping more balds (April 23)

The Curse of Loffinlot started listening again!!

Off With His Head! Gillion Marxist arc?!? :0

A Mist Opportunity Chip autocanniballism arc??!!? D:

A Hero’s Burden Gillion need hug :(

A Victorious Banquet! black rose mentioned?!?!?!?! :0

The Hangover (i made it to 10 episodes!!) omg the beloveds! <3

Return to the Open Sea Inception but Jay

The Endless Game (ft. Ranboo) ranboo is real?!?!? :0

Showtime! (ft. Ranboo) Chip discovers reaganomics

The House Always Wins (ft. Ranboo) farewell friend Clorten :(

The Chip on My Shoulder Gillion was right >:(

Fish and Chips i’m gonna cry :’)

The Siren's Call Gillion: '…That's tits' :thinking:

Striking a Chord chip's not normal :face_with_raised_eyebrow: :worried:

The One the empress… :flushed::flushed::flushed::flushed::flushed::flushed:

The Sanctuary the empress… :angry::angry::angry::angry::angry::angry:

An Act of Love Nat 20 kiss?!?!?!?!

True North Chip = Weaponised incompetence

Downhill Desires YASS COMRADE TIDESTRIDER!!!!

Empress of Malice Jay absolutely slays

The Hole in Your Heart Get deez'd bitch :sunglasses: (May 23)

First Blood pretzel is terrifying :squid:

The Pirate Code Gil discovers cat :)

Making a Splash scary teleport lady

The Paramount Tournament FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!

Jack the Jolly Roger chip pants collection (June 23)

One Remaining Rose ELIZABETH ALIVE?!!?!? WTF??!!?

Breaking The Ice Gillion got adopted (July 23)

Thunderdome of Destiny (ft. Pokay) gillion briefly homophobic

Wrath of La Alma (ft. Pokay) that's not good D:

Sign here (ft. Pokay) jay eated paper

The Luxbris Pearl (ft. Pokay) i cry lots

Indemnification (ft. Pokay) closed eye trickshots

The people’s Champion (ft. Pokay) combat against ball

A sea of Red and Gold oh shit.

The Navy's Armada Chip saying son :') :pleading_face: :sob:

Growing Pains ||ollie now big||

The Serpent borfd it

City of Steam new favourite episode :sob::sob:

Blossoming Trust pinky promise :)

The Perfect Crime OH SHIT!! D:

Robot Rumble imposter among us

What Binds Us awww :') awh :face_holding_back_tears::face_holding_back_tears: awww (August 23)

Shattered Kingdom Scotland confirmed non-canon :pensive:

The Duke of Everything (ft. Jschlatt) pretzels everywhere

The Block (omg!!! 50!!!! woo!!!!) plausibly deniable clown

Blistering Trials NO! GIVE HIM!!!! :(

Death March FUCKING WHAT?!?! WHAT!!??!

Not Ferin Well FUCKED UP!!! CRYING!!!!! :sob::sob::sob: :(

A Dead Man’s Tale (ft. JoCat) NEW SCOTTISH GUY!!!! :scotland::scotland::scotland::scotland:

Till Death Do We Part (ft. JoCat) many nat 20s

Mystery and Misery oh shit, chip…

The Hull of the World WAAHHHH EDYN :')

The Tides Between Us EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH WTF

A Price to be Paid Jay escaped employment (September 23)

Price is Right woah, solo episode?

Super Savvy Sleuthing Slugs chaos, of course

Chaos and Consequences ending was fucked

Farewells earl :( :( :( miss him :( :( :( :)

The City of Night new guy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (October 23) Riptide Origins: Humble Beginnings actual siblings real

Dressed to the Nines jay gets bitches