#also I went out to get new pants bc my old ones don’t fit anymore

[prisonpodcast]

I want to draw but can’t find a position that doesn’t cause me excruciating pain 😒

[kraiyan]

i made my own little headcannons to fit in if michael and jeremy were dating and a bunch of other stuff that i don’t want to spoil so take my headcannons and please don’t pay attention to my overuse of the words ‘so’ and ‘like’

i wrote this headcannons for me in my notes so there are mentions of panic/anxiety attacks, light mentions of an eating disorder, nightmares, and self harm but i’ll just put a trigger warning for when those parts show up and if i missed anything that is triggering please let me know

- michael is trans and gay and jeremy is bisexual

- i think they would’ve been friends since kindergarten so they grew up telling each other EVERYTHING

- i feel like michael was really girly as a kid but in like 6th grade he just completely switched to like tomboy but he didn’t do on purpose it just happened

- then in seventh grade michael told jeremy he wanted to be a boy then after that with help from jeremy he came out to his moms

- michael had a crush in jeremy since 7th grade but i don’t think jeremy was his first crush

- i think since michael was straight when he was a girl he just assumed he was straight as a boy and his sexual awakening was captain sparklez

- michael has two moms and jeremys mom would’ve died in a car accident so it’s just him and his dad

- i imagine they confessed to each other in their second year of high school

- (TW: mentions of abuse) jeremy realized he liked michael in freshman year and it was really bad he could not stop thinking about him so when he got squip squip l would not stop punishing him for it

- so jeremy definitely has some problems with his bisexuality

- after years of pining for each other when they finally kissed jeremy could not stop panicking about it

- like they went to sleep fine but he was internally panicking and he tried to keep it together but the next day he absolutely broke just started sobbing saying over and over again “is this okay, are we okay”

- michael is the type to listen to a vulgar music to help his dysphoria

- so him and jeremy are in his car michael plugs in his phone and just starts singings “hoes want to be seen with me and i like their big thick titties”

- and jeremy can do nothing else but be like michael what the fuck

- they decided to keep their relationship a secret and not tell anyone bc of jeremy still coming to terms with himself and he didn’t think his dad would understand

- but i feel like michael moms had already pieced together that they were dating and jeremy didn’t mind that they knew bc they’re literally lesbians but every time jeremy came over from that point forward they had to keep their door open

-(TW: mention of an eating disorder) in a different angstier au jeremy would struggle with eating as a control thing after squip

- (TW: mention of an eating disorder) in an angstier au michael would have an eating disorder cause dysphoria

- i feel like once he realized he was trans he had really bad dysphoria but like with therapy and stuff he got over it

- so i think michael really liked afycso and had it on a vinyl and now jeremy knows all the words

- they don’t do anything at school because jeremy is still uncomfortable so they just pursuit their relationship between closed doors and michaels car in an empty parking lot

- i feel like they both got really excited when michael got referred to as sir for the first time

- jeremy and michael grew up together but ironically when puberty hit michael started to wear baggy clothes than he wore a binder than he wore super baggy clothes to hide his tits after coming out but during squip he had time to self reflect and work on his dysphoria so when jeremy saw michael outside of school he kinda said TITS and was so caught off guard by them

-(TW: mentions of self harm scars) i think michael has sh scars due to losing his childhood best friend and the whole panic attack in the bathroom thing and jeremys seen them but didn’t bring it up to michael because they’re fading so he obviously doesn’t do it anymore but it was a huge shock for jeremy to find out

- they never brought it up tho and it was never discussed bc who cares it was in the past

- michael pants his nails black and i think on some very rare occasion jeremy would paint his nails too (like the way karl paint his) and michael has lots of nail polish cuz on the rare occasion he paints his nails different colors and he repainted his nails every two weeks

- no matter how many times michael has changed in the same room as jeremy even let jeremy help take off his binder jeremy will never not get shy when he changes and will always ask to go into another room

- jeremy is a coffee person but not hot coffe because he always drinks it too early and burns his tongue

- he originally bought his hoodie™️ in really huge size to battle dysphoria but that just made the hoodie last for years

- jeremys name in michaels phone is something very gay and lovey and shit and michaels name on jeremys phone is just michael :)

- jeremy would come home all suspicious and and red faced after him and michael came from an empty parking lot that his dad would not stop begging him to meet this girlfriend of his

- i don’t think jeremy told his dad him and michael were playing a game or something and they kiss jeremys dad comes in and is like what 😦

-and his dad is shocked that he has been pushing girlfriend but he has a boyfriend and is just soooooo awkward about it and never sees michael the same but never makes any rules about them bc he doesn’t want to be homophobic 😭

- i don’t think he was really not supportive but it took him a bit to get used to it but it was so new to him and he was just so phased he just kinda talked to jeremy about his sexuality then left it at that

- they are like gendebend bubbline (marshal lee and the other one yk)

- michael has a queen vinyl the listen to a lot

- so i think michael would still smoke a bit and one time he convinced jeremy to do it with him and jeremy mainly coughed a lot then they just made out the rest of the time but they didn’t tell their parents they would be staying out after school and they both got in trouble

- michael gets blue raspberry and jeremy gets cherry but he also gets coke sometimes too (slushy flavors)

- at the beginning of their relationship they had to take it really slow so that jeremy would feel coqmfortable

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) so jeremy has nightmares of squip and he wakes up having panic attacks and it’s really tiring bc he only gets 2 hours of sleep if he has these nightmares

- (TW: mentions of panic attacks) i feel like along with his nightmares he also had panic attacks that squip would punish him for pursuing a relationship with a guy let alone michael

- so after he got over his nightmares he just struggled with sleeping and nighttime in general like just fear around going to sleep

- so he often stayed up alll night to avoid sleeping and would like go to bed at 6 or on a good day 4 or 5

- so i think to get over his fear he had to make a routine first he would make some sort of hot drink or just water (mostly sleepy time tea) then he would text michael that he was going to sleep he also wears the same pajamas every time he goes to sleep just to make sure the routine really works then lastly he reads a comic book then he goes to bed

- i think the reason jeremy couldn’t sleep well after getting over the nightmares is because even if squip doesn’t haunt him enough to show up in his dreams anymore it still haunts him enough to stress him out constantly so he doesn’t sleep well

- to conclude the nightmare and sleeping saga jeremy basically has a night routine and sleeps with a night light

- i feel like they both go to therapy but we’re to scared to tell each other (and they both started going to therapy before they started dating)

- so fast forward they’re dating and are trying to plan a date and jeremys like i’m busy on monday at 1 and my dad needs me to help him with something on tuesday so how about wednesday at 3 and michaels like i have somewhere to be like at 3:30 and jeremys like where do you have to be and michaels like where do YOU have to be and so they count to three and say where they’re going to be and they both say therapy and then they’re like you go to therapy i think that would be so cute

- so michael has really thick glasses like his vision is awful so if jeremy is mad at michael he would wake up early and move his glasses over so michael would have to struggle to get out of bed and look for them with his poor ass vision

- he can see things right in front of his face but as soon as it moves a bit too far it’s blurry

- and speaking of his galsses if they’re really kissing along the way jeremy would take of his glasses so they could get closer to each other’s faces (like how elle and tao do in heartstopper )

- michael and jeremy have been friends way too long to not have practiced kissing with each other

- i think christine was a long time crush for jeremy so he definitely practiced kissing michael a lot since they were in 6th grade and michael was just soaking that shit up

- he’d be like what if she wants to make out we should practice that and jeremys like oh yeah you’re right and michael would be so freaking happy

- but they definitely got caught by jeremys dad and he laughed it off cause what else are you meant to when your 11 year old son and his 12 year old best friend are kissing each other

- they didn’t do it anymore after that cause they were soooooooooo embarrassed

- so i don’t talk about the rest of the characters but i’m about to make a headcannon including them so i’m gonna say my headcannons

- so chole is demisexual and panromantic

- brooke is a lesbian

- rich is bisexual and trans

- jake is pan

- jenna is questioning or straight

- and christine is aro/ace

- so i think jeremy and christine dated for a bit then christine broke up with him cause she was all like i can see the way you look at michael and also because she realized she was feeling intense platonic attraction not romantic

- and also i think they’re all friends so they have a group chat where they send homework answers and stuff

- so i think one time jeremy is doing his nighttime routine but this particular night he’s really tired so he texts michael goodnight bby <3 love u then skips the comic book reading and goes to bed but he sent it to their group chat so as soon as he got situated into bed all he hears is his phone going off so he has to check and it’s just everyone freaking out

- so he like fully sits up is looking at his phone in complete shock then realizes he never said a name so they are like who’s this mystery girl

- so he calls michael tells him about the situation then decides he’s ready to come out

- so the next day they’re more handsy then usual like jeremy wiped something off his face michael saw that he was cold and pulled him real close and their friends are like okayyyyy

- but mind you christine knew that jeremy liked michael so she knew exactly what was happening

- so at the end of the day their friend group is making plans to hang out but everyone was busy so jeremy goes well i’ll see you guys tomorrow waves at everyone kisses michael then starts walking to his house then michaels like yea i’m gonna head home to and like drives away and from that day forward their friends would not stop teasing them and were impressed they could keep there secret for so long

- so i feel like michaels moms both have jobs that run late so mom #1 is an er nurse and mom #2 is an account so this leaves michael a lot of time of being alone in his house so naturally you need to take advantage

- so one time mom #2 gets home and walks in just to see jeremy fully on the counter making out with her son

- i don’t think they got in trouble but his mom was like please not on the counter

- and then there was another time where mom #1 came home on her break cause she doesn’t live far from the er so she like yells to michael that she’s home

- and so naturally you come down to hug your mom so he comes down to greet his mom with a red faced jeremy behind him and his mom thought this was so fucking funny but as soon as she’s done laughing she immediately goes anytime jeremys over the doors open and that was the end of it

- everyone has this one thing that someone does that make them all blushy and stuff

- for jeremy it’s when michael wears fitting clothes cause michael is known to wear hoodies or just baggy clothes in general so when michael does get hot and needs to like put something on he puts on one of those body fitting v necks and jeremy losses his shit like he’s fully blushing and avoiding eye contact and since michael changed cause he was hot he’s sure that jeremy is so hot that his face is turning red and he’s embarrassed to say to take off his cardigan so the entire time jeremy is being full homo for his boyfriend michael is thinking he’s about to pass out from a heat stroke

- so i think jeremy enjoys this so much that for the first week of spring michael will only wear fitted clothes because jeremy loves it

- for michael it’s when he’s kissing jeremys neck and jeremy runs his hand thru his hair and pulls it a little when this happens michael loses all common sense one because jeremys enjoying himself so much that he has to kinda tug on michaels hair and two he’s enjoying it so much he doesn’t have time to think that squip is going to punish him and that makes michael just lose his mind so by the time they’ve pulled apart jeremy as sooooo many hickies and they both look at each other like what the fuck did we just do

- moving right along i feel like when jeremy wakes up at night and is terrified to go back to sleep if him and michael are sleeping together he will like hug him until he gets back to sleep and it works every time

- when they were like 7 jeremy got really sick with the flu and michael was so scared that he was going to die so he kissed him while he was sleeping because if his best friend was gonna die so was he and the next day he got really sick with the flu and jeremy would not stop crying because he thought that since michael refused to leave his side he got him sick…they’re idiots

- jeremy is the type to go to school with the worst fever ever he could throw up in the middle of the school day and still not go to the nurse and if he got sick during junior year forget it you had to strap him down to his bed if you wanted him to take a day off like michael had to sedecue him into staying in bed and taking medication so that he could feel better

[orange-waterfalls]

Reader w/wings hc's p.2: lesser- known egos/egos i just didn’t wanna put in the last one

ty @fancybootm for the request!

A/N: IT’S BEEN A WHOLE ASS MONTH SINCE I GOT THIS I AM SO FUCKING SORRY. school is suck. anyways. my brain convinced itself that I had to have the same amount of egos in this one as the last one so shit's long again. I had a bit of trouble but scrounged up enough of them. uhhh I don't... we don't really know a lot? about the personalities of these ones? so I just went with what I thought. for Heistiplier, I like to think Mark in AHWM and ADWM is a completely separate person from Actor. Like until we get to the Actor timeline he is a separate person altogether. Night Guard Mark is like mark from the fnaf musical because i can and fuck you. the egos are very random and from many lesser known videos so uh. you might not know all of them. I didn’t even know all of them at first. some of these fuckers annoy me to no end so I had to make them more likable for my own sanity cjfufydy. I only skimmed through after I wrote so it might suck lol. Uh rated T for cursing. Mentions of religion and mental health. Enjoy!

Y/N(reader) w/ wings headcanons p.2

Ed Edgar saw you as a profiting opportunity.

Bastard only uses you for commercials at first

Wings sell shit, don’t they? Kids are into wings these days?

One day you get pissed and just punch him

He respects you after that…

He’s very loud, of course, and your ears tend to be sensitive

He tries to quiet down when he sees you make a face

It’s difficult because that… that’s just his normal volume

He talks about his son sometimes. Not to you specifically

He gets sad… you still don’t completely understand what happened.

Sometimes it feels like he doesn’t either

You instinctively wrap your wings around him for Safety and Comfort

He is a MAN who DOES NOT CRY but goddammit, he was close 

He enjoys your company

The Silver Shepherd thought he was gonna rescue you

He’s a superhero, he HAS to save you, right?

Nah, you’re the one saving him more often than not

He tries not to be jealous, but goddamn

Your wings are just. So big. And pretty

He’ll complain to you about his girlfriend “cheating” on him

You know the bullshit he pulls, but you listen because why not

He appreciates that you at least pay a little bit of attention

He doesn’t do a whole lot of hero work, but he usually brings you along

Just for a bit of extra support

More often than not, you’re doing most of the work

You let him believe he did something, though

You boost his very low ego, and so you get along

Derek Derekson was a little bitch

Also saw you as a profiting opportunity

Yelled sometimes when you messed up

You took deep breaths and tried to stay calm the first few times

Then you snapped, calling him a variety of... words...

He stopped yelling at you, but not much else changed

You got along well with Eric, and he appreciated you for that

He does care about his only living son, at least a little

You two don’t… talk a lot

He’ll watch you from afar, occasionally

You constantly encourage him to TALK TO HIS CHILD and GO TO THERAPY

You still don’t like him, and he feels the same way

But he’s… trying

Randall Voorhees thought you were badass

He wasn’t as used to magic and weird shit as the others

You were absolutely awesome to him

He’d never seen an angel before!

Even though he didn’t really KNOW that you were an angel

He just assumed and refused to change his mind

Harder to hide you wings in crowded cities, like where he lives

You spend a lot of your time with him cooped up in his apartment

He felt bad, so he rents a mountain cabin up in Albany whenever you visit

You two ski and snowboard look me in the eyes and tell me the bitch isn’t a snowboarder

He’s a construction worker, so he’s usually busy

You visit him on his lunch break sometimes.

The other workers claim to see you, but he’ll always deny it

He buys a pizza whenever you visit and you eat it together

You two are so cute it’s sickening

Yandereplier claimed you as their new senpai

They saw you, you had wings, you were nice

And now you are Senpai

You aren’t sure why you get a weird feeling whenever they call you this

Luckily, you don’t have many friends, at least none that they could kill…

They showed you their weapon collection to impress you

You were scared and also impressed

They take you to a cherry blossom tree near their house

You talk and hang out and eat lunch

They don’t call you senpai anymore and they talk to you normally

And you no longer stare at the blood on their uniform

Night Guard Mark prayed you wouldn’t try to kill him

He might have PTSD from Freddy Fazbear’s

Those animatronics left a mark…

It took a little while for him to trust you not to harm him

When he did, HOO BOY is he a chatterbox

He has so many theories about the Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Chain

Dark’s told you not to talk about the actual lore. It might break his spirit

You get very worried sometimes

He looks like that one picture of Charlie Day. You know the one.

Sometimes he gets panic attacks

You wrap him in a cocoon of your limbs and wings to ground him

He likes you for that

You hang out, playing games and watching movies. No horror. Absolutely NONE

You can handle him, and he likes you

Dr. Plier was curious about you

He wondered how you felt about… everything

He asked if you were ok one day and you broke down

He felt guilty and bought you ice cream

He sees you as a sort of… psychological experiment

Like he asks you very strange and slightly personal questions

Ok, very personal, but he’s a therapist, what can you do

He eventually stopped the interrogation and talked to you normally

You get along fine, but it’s kind of the same situation as Dr. Iplier

Chef Iplier wasn’t really all that phased

You were surprised by this because… well… wings

But he just… treats you normal, for the most part.

Sometimes he’ll pet your wings, but only if you let him

He loves how soft your feathers are

He doesn’t make that his entire perception of you

It’s a nice change of pace

He tries to cook for you sometimes, but uh. It doesn’t go well

You’re still confused as to how someone can set a glass of water on fire

You mostly just order take out

You hang out like normal people

Which neither of you are, but you’re both fine with that

Paranormal Investigator Mark is obsessed with figuring you out

Nearly had a panic attack when he first saw you

He wanted to prove the supernatural exists, but he didn’t have a lot of evidence before

And then your mystical-ass came along

Like the Jims, he tried to get pictures, and they all ended up blurry

He threw a fit over it, and you felt kinda bad

You tried to take the picture yourself but it came out the same

He gave up after a while

He info dumps about paranormal stuff to you

It can last from 5 minutes to 5 hours

You do pay attention though, and that makes him happy

He takes you on investigations sometimes

You don’t do much except break shit with those giant wings of yours

He stopped taking you on investigations

Cooliplier is not sure what to think

You have wings! Great! There’s absolutely nothing he can do about that

Not the most normal, but not the weirdest either

He tends to put on a tough-guy persona around new people

You were a lil intimidated

Then you became friends and mans did a full 180 around you

Went from “Your daughter calls me daddy too” to “I’ll have her home by 9 sir”

His personality is sort of a mix of the two

Catch you both screaming the lyrics to Mr. Brightside at 12:00 am

Took you to a mosh pit once

You got kicked out cause of the wings

He felt bad, but you had fun

He teaches you how to dance and roller skate

You also go for rides on his motorcycle

Once you just started flying while he was driving and it was the most fun shit ever

You’re “buds”, as he often tells you

Goopiplier likes you a lot

They like having another not-completely-human creature to talk to

I mean, some of the others aren’t exactly human…

But they’re not the best conversationalists…

Then again, neither is goop.

They mention the Dark Gods ONCE and suddenly no one wants to talk to them…

But you do!! Yay!!!

You mostly just hang out, do whatever

Watch movies, play games, or just talk

They like to draw you

They’re not very good, but you keep them all anyways

Sometimes they do… rituals. While you’re around

You are… a little scared, but that’s okay!

You have sleepovers and act like teenagers

You mock the others and then giggle, getting louder as you go

They’re not that funny, but you had to be there

Elder Jeremiah is terrified of you

He nearly pissed his pants when he saw you

He thought he was finally going to have to pay for his sins

He started crying, and you panicked

Why the FUCK was this 20-something-year-old well-dressed man crying at you???

He dropped his bike and fell to his fucking knees and begged for forgiveness

You felt very uncomfortable with the whole situation

You told him to get up bc he was dirtying up his pants

He eventually stopped crying and you told him you were not an angel

Also not a demon, as you said when he asked

He avoids you, mostly, still thinking you’re gonna drag him down to hell

He stopped the uh. The stealing since you came around

He will hang around/with you sometimes to see if you “reveal your true form”

You haven’t yet, and never will, BUT WHEN YOU DO, HE’LL BE THERE

He does think you’re very nice, though

Preistiplier thinks you’re an angel sent to assist him

He is doing holy work, it only makes sense that He would send a helper

He was disappointed, to say the least

He then came to the conclusion that you lost your memory of being an angel

You couldn’t exactly dispute it, since you don’t remember

So, he takes you on hunts

You don’t do much except make a bunch of fucking NOISE with your WINGS

He’d hoped you’d smite the demons

Or at least scare them, but they know you’re not an angel

He still takes you on hunts because, he’d never admit it, but he… gets scared

You promised not to tell a soul

You confess your sins to him sometimes

They’re usually not what he considers sins, but he listens anyways

He thinks you are a good person, and he enjoys conversations with you

Heistiplier was just normal around you

Well… as normal as he can be

You’d enjoy his company a lot more if he didn’t have such a god complex

You still like him a lot

He likes you too

Even if you did refuse to rob a bank with him

He’s a very… exciting person

Though you don’t really want to be around him when he gets upset

The entire world literally seems to revolve around what he does

He’s a drama queen, and completely feral

It’s worrying at times

You two are normal friends

Playing video games, watching youtube, etc. etc.

You listen to his stories and wonder how he's not dead yet

But you can admit, he's really fucking funny

[stumacherstan]

A/N: I lied. This is actually the last request from old blog and I just found it. I remembered it bc I was looking very forward to writing it. I also made a little bit of a murderer :D

While rereading my shit, I realized I may have strayed away from your request. I’m sorry :(

Michael Myers x creepilycute!Reader Headcanons:

Michael knew you were the one from the start

You had the killing aura of no regrets

He need you had potential

He included you into his killings

You didn’t mind killing people with

Bc that meant spending more time with your boyfriend!

Michael made sure you never got hurt

The one time you did got hurt by accident from someone cutting you out of self defense

He was ready to jump in but you beat him to it by slitting their throat quickly

He stood there watching you stand there watching them bleed out

Michael kissed your cheek and checked on your wound

Then you did the thing™️

You cut out the persons eyeball carefully and handed it to Michael

“For you darling! He cuts me, he loses the life in his eyes. But you’re my life in my eyes! And I can’t give you mine, so here’s his!!”

It weirded him out when you gave it to him

But when you said those words

He quickly grabbed the eyeball and held it to his chest

He has it in a jar as a reminder

Bubba Sawyer x creepilycute!Reader Headcanons:

(Note that I forgot which brother took pics of dead animals but I feel like it was nubbins. Please correct me if I’m wrong)

You fit right into the family of weirdness

Everyone had their own quirk

Yours was just being adorable while doing creepy things

Bubba was happy to see you get along with everyone especially with Nubbins

He sometimes feel like he doesn’t get enough love since he’s always outside doing whatever he wants

You’ll join Nubbins with his photography and look at dead animals

You’ll bring them back in a plastic bag to dissect them

It’s disturbing and creepy

But Bubba loves your little giggles as you prod at the little heart

You’ll give him the little animals hearts and depending at the size, you’ll make it into a jar necklace for him.

He wears them all the time

He liked your ominous creepiness

When you sat in the dark alone humming to yourself bc that was your comfort thing

He just gave you a blanket and kissed your forehead and went on about his day

It was hunting time and although you don’t chase them down

You’ll watch him do his thing with him

You don’t like the insults they give him so you’ll jab at them too as vegence for insulting your sweetheart

One person took it too far and insulted the whole family, bubba, and you while Bubba was upstairs getting a new cutting knife that you stole for him

She went off on a rave on how you’re obviously a sick person with Stockholm syndrome whore

Called the sawyer family a bunch of satanist occult freaks that should go to hell

Called your Bubba an ugly piece of shit

You couldn’t take it anymore, it was too upsetting. If she really that way

You’ll just take away her eyesight

Since Bubba was use to you giving him weird dead things

He wasn’t surprised when you plopped a blue eyeball and tongue into his palm with a cute smile

“The bitch wouldn’t stop talking. So I took her tongue. She also called you ugly. She didn’t deserve to see your handsomeness anyway, so I took her sight.”

His soft heart

He kissed your cheek and patted your head

“She also called me a whore. Please kill her.”

And so he did. Angrily. Nobody insults you like that

Poly Billy Loomis x creepilycute!Reader x Stu Macher Headcanons:

Billy and Stu were already in a relationship with you

And when you got comfy, you showed them your true colors

They found it adorable that you were giving them little gifts

Even if they were dead

Your smile was enough for them to accept it since your smile was adorable

They had another killer to join the fun!

Stu adored your little knickknacks you gave them and had a little shelf for your shit

Billy totally blinged the fuck out of yours and wore whatever thing you gave him as little charms: necklaces, rings, bracelets, strung on his chains that he wore on his pants

They appreciated your gifts

When it came to killing Casey and you guys were done

They weren’t expecting two eyeballs, one in each hand

“EYE thought if you guys! Hehehe.”

It was endearing to them

But where the fuck were they gonna put eyes

You taught them the ways or preserving art

Billy told his dad it was fake

Stu told his parents it was a dead wild rabbits eye from eye he caught while sport hunting he did with his dad that one time

Gulliable parents

Jason Voorhees x creepilycute!Reader Headcanons:

Jason didn’t find you creepy at all

To him, you were normal

Others might find it weird that you stay in his mother’s room and talk to her shrine at night before you to sleep with Jason

Jason sees it as lovingly and respectful

Others also might find it weird that you stay home alone in the dark when Jason isn’t home

Jason found it as sweet that you were waiting for him

“Why do I need the lights on? You’re the light of my life. So until you come back, the house still stay dark. As dark as my soul feels until you return.”

That’s the sweetest shit anyone has told this man

So yeah, he doesn’t find you creepy. Just morbidly loving

A counselor found his cabin and found you waiting inside of it

They thought you were kid napped and was trying to get you to escape with them

“Oh. You pitiful fool.”

They quickly learned their lesson as you literally stabbed them in the back as they were leading it away

They looked back at you with fear as Jason quickly stormed his way over

How dare they try to away his s/o

Jason quickly ended their life

You bent down to the dead body and carved out their eye

“Here you go baby, a gift! I know you killed them but I helped right? So its my kill now and this is my gift to you!”

He didnt protest and took the eye

He held your hand on the 3 minute trip home since you guys didn’t get very far

And he held the eye in his shirt pocket since he needed to hold this machete just in case someone tried to come near him and his s/o

He started taking the eyeball with him on every kill as a good luck charm

[heytherefandoms]

Quarantine/Pass-time tag

@lost-in-interpreting​ tagged me - thanks!! Still can’t believe an actual real person who’s an actual real translator/interpreter knows I exist lol

1. How has your day been?

It was okay, all things considered. I slept late as always because now I’m constantly even more tired than usual, and did only little uni work, but I picked up my shopping and baked cake and then took 40 minutes to give it to 4 next-door neighbors (with 1m distance, of course) because everyone’s quite chatty atm. Still waiting for the antidepressants to truly start working, but I’ll get there. 

A friend low-key complained about stuff on her house building site going very slowly now ofc and immediately said it’s complaining on a high comfort level, and I agree. I’m thankful we’re being hit relatively low compared to other countries.

2. What’s the last thing that made you smile?

My dumbass cat playing with the valerian bag I made her (counting days until she rips it apart... gotta make the next one out of denim). 

Also, this:

!!!!!

3. What’s keeping you entertained these days?

Uni stuff, although I’m not quite nailing this self-studying yet. Also tumblr, my cats, duolingo (hello owl, I know I still need to do the lessons, shut it), I’m trying to read a few pages of my current book at least but somehow it’s hard, cooking, baking, Netflix, walking the neighbor’s dog, skyping with friends. binge-listening to old and new songs. Also Animal Crossing: New Leaf, because my sister bought it like three weeks ago so yk what that means: I moved into her town and bother her by putting traps around her house or sending her moldy fruit in letters. She puts garbage cans in front of my house and steals my flowers.

4. If you are in some kind of self-isolation/quarantine, is there anything you’d like to achive in this time?

No. Originally I thought, oh, this is the perfect time to do this and this and this and this and..... but yk. Then I saw ppl saying we’re in a worldwide pandemic, not a competition to learn a new language and lose 10kg and all those goals “influencers” are promoting now.

I just wanna stay healthy, hope this passes soon without causing any more damage than absolutely can’t be avoided, and dye my hair in all the colors I can find that my friends don’t approve of because they’re whiny babies (”but your hair is so beautiful! and blonde!! you won’t ever get it out again!!!” I know thanks) and eventually cut it short, like no longer than shoulders and also in a wlw style (”but short hair doesn’t fit your face....” you’d never say that to any man ever and also idc now’s the perfect time to try things with my hair since I’m only out for walks and grocery shopping and also I can’t be bothered to give a rat’s ass anymore if people think it looks shit). Also I wear a lot of ill-fitting clothes - today’s grocery shopping outfit: neon pink shoes, black tights under red short pants, blue/yellow/white flower-ish button up/blouse thing, and the blue cotton jacket I steal from my sister because it’s more comfortable than my jacket. Also neon pink/slowly fading at the hairline hair. Loving it.

5. Post a selfie! OR post an image that best depicts you! (whatever you feel best with!)

Oh! The day before the lockdown was announced, my friend, my sister and I went hiking - really glad I went bc I didn’t want to bc it was In The Morning, and my friend took a picture of me that’s maybe the first decent one of me in ages!

I feel like this has some wlw energy and I love it.

Also, my cats, because I love them and you are required by law to see them, or Miette will come for you: 

Bellamy

Her face says: why you take picture of me??? no petting?? only pictures??? jail!!! jail for you until you learn!!!

Loki: will drinking out of the bird’s water bowl make them think I’m a bird and trust me? afternoon snack?

Sissi, who passed away  in November 2017, and who all my friends said looked at you like a murderer. fools.

Finally, my dog Susi, who passed away in Spring 2014. Somewhere, she is chasing cats and stealing their food now  💜 

Tagging @the-real-daddy-van-der-bellen​ because I think you’re bored, @languages-and-else​ because I know you like tag games, and anyone else who wants to, because I’m tired but absolutely not going to bed now, instead crying listening to Broken Home by 5sos, because I only wanted to quickly listen to one song and now here I am, 2 hours later. Oh well.

[catastrofriend]

@ecclesiarchy requested i write some smut, i managed to check all the boxes he asked for and then some, in my own humble opinion (and yes, i did make up a whole new sidestep for this bc it didn’t Fit with my main one fight me) - chargestep + retribution spoilers

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You’re a little drunker than you’d like for your current plans, but backing out is not a thing you consider. Livia already has one up on you, and you will get her back for it before the night is over.

*

Earlier, a dark back alley.

“So here’s the thing.” Livia’s looking very pleased with herself. “I’m kinda done with the whole pretending I’m human thing, and you’ve said you don’t care, so… I figured we should celebrate.” She flashes a smile, and the alarm bells in the back of your head start going off. A giddy Livia is a dangerous one, you’ve learned this by now. Not that that has ever made you doubt.

She hungrily kisses you, bites your lip, slips a hand under your shirt, feeling your abs. You don’t realize she was pushing you until your back hits the wall. “What’s the plan, Liv?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” You had a snarky reply ready that she never gave you the chance to speak, but she’s already undoing your pants and then her hand is on your dick and reasoning with her starts to feel less important. Still, you try.

“Here, really?”

She kneels before you, smiling up at you all the way. No doubt who really has the upper hand here. “I’ll make sure no one knows. Or you can just be quiet and save me the effort.”

You smile despite the voice of reason, now very far off, telling you to stop this. She knows you too well, you always were an adrenaline junkie.

She pulls your pants down a bit, lets her hands wander up the back of your thighs to your butt. One hand stays just below your butt cheeks, the other comes back to the front. Her touch against your dick and balls is teasingly light, and it’s hard to keep from pushing against her for some more friction.

Still playing with your balls, she licks your head and wraps her lips around it. Her left hand squeezes just a bit under your butt, and you shudder. She laughs around your dick and you lean your head back, biting your lip to stay quiet. Luckily she decides to stop messing around, taking in all of you, making good use of her lips, tongue and teeth to create just the kind of friction that will drive you insane if she keeps it up.

Your hand presses against the back of her head, grasping her hair. Her left hand shoots up to push it back, but instead she grabs your wrist, just stopping you from determining the pace or taking control in any way.

When she squeezes her fingers on your balls just a little more, and her teeth scrape over your dick just so, you know you’re done for. You pull her back by the hair you’re still grasping and she moves up and aside gracefully, squeezing your wrist in thanks for the warning. With a groan, you spill into the cool air. She wipes off the cum still on your dick with a finger, then touches it to your mouth. You lick it clean lazily, and pull her against you to kiss her again.

She gives it a few seconds before taking a step back so she can pull up and fasten your pants again. “Next part of my plan… we’ll need that big old mirror in your bathroom.”

“Sure you can wait that long?”

She just laughs.

*

That was earlier, though. Right now, you’re watching Livia and wondering where you went wrong in your life to end up in this moment. Or where you went right, you’re not sure. Either way, alcohol was involved.

She’s sitting on the edge of the cabinet counter, legs hanging free. One hand behind her for balance, she has the other in her panties. Head hanging back a little, eyes lidded, biting her lip, looking a little flushed. It’s beautiful. It’s also torture.

You’re itching to step in, tear all those layers of clothes off, take over, make her go mad with pleasure. You will, but for now… she’s testing you again, probably very aware of how your pants are straining already (again). She’s probably getting more fun from watching your impatience than from touching herself right now. 

She’s really found her rhythm now, her fingers get faster. Her breaths start to come in little gasps and moans. Her legs bang against the cabinet doors as they spasm a little every time she hits that spot. It’s very hard to keep caring about not giving her this win, and then you’ve stopped caring at all.

She moans into your kiss, wrapping her free arm around your neck and pushes herself against you, closing the distance entirely. You’re fumbling with her pants and push it all down, she shakes the clothes off her legs so she can spread them. Both hands on your shoulders now, she tries to push you down, but she’ll have to be the one waiting now. She’s teased you enough, it’s her turn now.

Instead you deepen the kiss, bite her bottom lip. Grab her by the wrists when she tries to move her hands back to her pussy. You take off the rest of her clothes, place one hand on her ribs, the other on her upper leg, thumb brushing the inside of her thigh. Back and forth that finger goes, so close to where she wants, and then away again. Sloppy kisses follow a path down from her jaw over her throat, collarbone, chest, breasts, nipples, passing lightly over ribs and belly. And then you pause. Look up. You’re not sure if her expression shows delight or anger. Either way, you’re winning.

“Fuck you, Ricardo.”

Laughing, you bury your head between her legs. Her hand presses against the back of your head, demanding. You start with a few tiny licks, a couple kisses, testing the waters for her reaction. She doesn’t give you the chance to see it, though, urging you on with her hand in your hair, squeezing her thighs just a little. You use your hands to steady her legs and remind her, with every move you make, every little press of your tongue, that she’s not so above it all as she likes to pretend.

It doesn’t take long before she’s trembling, you might actually leave bruises on her thighs trying to keep her still, and oh, the sounds she’s making. Her breathing’s wild, her heartbeat erratic, she’s so close to the edge, just needs a little nudge, but then. 

She pushes you back, sits up, mashes her lips to yours. It’s all urgency and hunger with her. “Actually. Fuck me,” if her voice was capable of it, she’d be growling. As it is, those few words hit you right in the gut. You shove your pants down, Livia drops down from the cabinet and turns around before you can react. The smile on her face is reflected in the mirror, way too cocky for her own good.

You trap her between the cabinet and your body, lift her up just a little so she’s at the right height, toes just touching the floor. She bends forwards, leaning on the cabinet for support, face against the mirror. You push your dick into her, slowly at first, but she’s whining and impatient, already reaching behind her to try to pull you further in. She’s so slick, so ready for this, and you won’t even stop to admire the beauty of it, you’re both too eager. Everything else takes a step back, even breathing doesn’t seem that important anymore as you pound into her. Her hips are going to feel like hell later, but that’s not stopping you, and it’s definitely not stopping her, pushing back a bit every time just to slam back into it harder.

You lean over her, face in the crook of her neck, slip an arm under her, squeeze her breasts. She’s scrabbling for purchase, a hand pushed up against the mirror alongside her face, fogging up the reflections. You shift your footing a bit, trying to find a better balance, and within a few more thrusts, she’s gasping and groaning and shuddering around you as orgasm hits her. The way her muscles spasm around your dick is enough to push you over the edge as well, and you spill into her with a moan, barely muffled by her skin.

You both stay put for a little while longer, letting the feeling of ecstasy spread throughout your body. She stirs first, just a twitch and a slight sound of discomfort. You step back and help her off her perch. Her knees almost buckle and she just leans back against you. “I could use a nap. Possibly new legs, too.”

You smile, kiss the top of her head. “That’s fine, I know a guy.”

“I bet you do.”

[infinityactual]

I dont know if you still want/need writing promts but Johnsky soulmates au where cadmon lives and tries to play matchmaker bc both of them are idiots who are avoiding the fact their soulmates

Four Pages Later:

Tom paused as he rounded the corner to the observation deck. Only John was there, sans Mjolnir.

God damn it, Cad. I thought we talked about this matchmaking bull.

Tom was considering leaving before he was noticed, but John’s keen hearing had already told him he had company. Thomas swallowed as John looked at him; his face grew warm, and something squirmed in his chest.

“Sir. Did you need something?”

That voice…! Jesus, Tom. You don’t have time for a relationship, and the Master Chief most definitely doesn’t. And you’re just friends anyway…fucking Cadmon…

“Just a room with a view. But if you’d prefer to be alone, I’ll look elsewhere.” Thomas went to back out the way he’d come, only to be stopped by a hand on his back.

“Atrium is off limits, bro.” Cadmon said smugly. Tom had been so preoccupied that he’d missed the heavy footsteps that always accompanied the ODST, and started.

“Cadmon!! You ass!!” Tom hissed as she shoved his brother out of John’s line of sight around the corner.

“Why are you still on about this?”

“Because, Captain or not, you’re still dumb as hell. Why else would you pine after John for thirty damn years?”

***

Got him.

The look of undeniable shock on Tom’s face was a dead giveaway that he’d hit paydirt.

“What? How did-what do you mean, thirty years?” Tom kept his voice quiet as he could, and Cadmon decided to humor him.

“One, you told me.” He counted off one finger.

“Yeah, in my twenties!!”

“Two, old bunkmates say you talk in your sleep. Specifically about him.” Cadmon ticked off another finger as he nodded toward the observation deck.

“Again. Twenties!”

“Three? Roland.” Tom opened his mouth to protest, then shut it again.

“The hell’d he tell you?” Tom sighed quietly as he folded his arms.

“Same thing, pretty much. Talk in your sleep, habits and brain chemistry change when John’s aboard…want me to keep going?” Cadmon grinned innocently. “C’mon, you literally have no excuse anymore. I mean, he likes you anyway, so odds are…”

“What? How’d you find that out?”

“New thing humans do these days, Tom; called ‘talking’. When you talk to other people, sometimes you learn things. Things like how weird it is to see John-117 blush.” Tom buried his face in his hands.

“Oh for shit’s sake Cad, do I want to know?” Cadmon feigned deep thought for a moment.

“C’mon, I didn’t say anything terrible. Had to explain a few things, though…he had no idea what a ‘crush’ was, much less…”

“Dammit, Cad! You don’t see me going around telling everyone in earshot about the ‘volcano’ incident!”

“I also don’t care. People crap their pants, it happens.” Cadmon shrugged.

“I hate you so much right now.”

Cadmon saw movement to his left; John had poked his head around the corner, probably wondering why he’d heard his name. The Spartans’ superb hearing never failed to amuse Cadmon.

“Speak of the devil. Need something, John?”

***

Is Cadmon trying that matchmaking thing again?

John watched as the Captain shoved his brother back around the corner and into the corridor, where they continued to talk quietly. Not that it helped, he could hear every word; they were talking about him. John listened as Cadmon told The Captain about what they’d talked about in the past, and a few things they hadn’t. He could tell by the strained tone of Tom’s whisper that he was getting more and more embarrassed.

John knew nothing would come of this; the Captain of the UNSC’s most advanced warship surely didn’t have the time or wherewithal to want a relationship, much less with an aging Spartan II.

That didn’t mean John wasn’t interested, though. He considered Tom to be a friend, but the Captain was also distant enough that the idea of more intimate affections didn’t make him feel gross. Every so often, someone would ask if he was involved with a member of Blue Team, and his mind would almost violently recoil at the idea. But when he thought of Tom, on the other hand…the reaction was different.

“I hate you so much right now.” Tom sounded defeated, and John decided that maybe he could stand to let his curiosity get the better of him. He walked to the door and looked around the corner to find Cadmon looking smugly up at him.

“Speak of the devil. Need something, John?“

Cadmon had arrived on Infinity with new scars since the last time he’d visited John in Spartan Town. An angry pink line cut diagonally across his left collarbone and disappeared under his tank top, a souvenir from his last run-in with a Promethian Knight. John winced internally; he knew firsthand how much those blades hurt.  

“Is everything all right?” John looked at Tom, who was leaning against the wall with his face in his hands. He looked overwhelmed, judging by his posture, and John was surprised at the sudden desire to pull him close and make sure he was ok.

“Oh yeah, just trying to convince my little bro that he needs you in his life to keep his bed war…”

Tom slapped Cadmon in the side of the head, and Cadmon returned the favor. John blinked as the two men descended into a slap-fight that reminded him of how he and Kelly had been as children.

“Would…you…SHUT…UP?!” Tom was making a real effort to defend himself and land his hand on Cadmon again, but not having much success.

“Ask…him…OUT…STUPID!”

Cadmon was quickly gaining the upper hand…

***

Oh fuck this!

Tom smacked his brother upside the head, knowing Cadmon couldn’t resist the urge to fight back and one-up him. And he was right.

“Would…you…SHUT…UP?!” He growled between blows.

“Ask…him…OUT…STUPID!” Cadmon replied.

Unfortunately for Thomas, Cadmon had far more experience in hand-to-hand combat than he did, and quickly gained the upper hand as Tom was forced to go on the defensive while his brother batted at his head.

The next thing he knew, he was jerked backwards by the scruff of his jacket, Cadmon by his tank top. The ODST instantly raised his hands in defeat, his face cracking into the smug grin he always wore when he thought he’d won.

“Calm down, both of you! You’re grown men and distinguished soldiers, the UNSC expects better of you.” John’s voice was calm, but authoritative. Thomas felt the grip on his jacket release as his face burned; the Spartan had a point.

Damn you, Cadmon.

“A valid point, sir.” Cadmon put his hands at his back and stood at parade rest, though he was still smiling. Thomas straightened his jacket and tried his best to regain some dignity. After a few moments, Cadmon’s grin faded.

“Tom, all I want of for you to give things a try. You too, John. From what I know of both of you, I think you guys would be good together.”

“Christ, Cad! One word, fraternization.” Tom was briefly in awe that his older brother was actually, seriously, trying to get him and John into a relationship. To his surprise, John spoke next.

“Strictly speaking…I’m not directly under your command, sir. I’m Spartan branch.”

Shit, he’s got a point…

“See, there you go. Look, what’s the worst that could happen? Even if things don’t end up being forever, at least you could say you tried. And after this? If he says no, I’ll quit asking,” Tom gave Cadmon a skeptical look. “Honest.”

Dammit. Might as well just rip it off like a bandage, get it over with.

Thomas stared at his feet for a few long moments, running through a million and one ways to ask if John would like to date him, be his boyfriend, get dinner sometime…none of them seemed to fit. He was so busy trying to think of something classy to say that he missed the looks exchanged by John and his brother.

“Captain Lasky?” Tom’s head jerked up as John’s baritone shook him from his thoughts.

“Hm, yes?” Thomas noticed that John’s cheeks were slightly pink, and his expression was uncertain, but determined at the same time, like he might turn and walk away, or…

“I’d like to go out with you.”

Tom’s mind reeled briefly; that had been the last thing he’d ever expected John to ask him. Ever.

“Uh, I…okay,” Was all he could manage. Anxiety and embarrassment gave way to a different feeling; elation, mixed with anticipation…and warmth. That was the only way Tom could describe it. He saw Cadmon miming something out of the corner of his eye, but he’d stopped by the time Tom glanced his way. Then, John put his arm around Tom’s shoulders. Strangely, it felt like the most normal thing in the world. Like it belonged there.

Cadmon was grinning from ear to ear, but he said nothing. Just gave Tom and his boyfriend two thumbs up, and walked off.

Well. That was an unexpected turn of events.

[puroresu-musings]

NJPW WRESTLE KINGDOM 12 in Tokyo Dome Review (Jan 4th 2018)

IWGP Jr. Tag Title Match: Roppongi 3K (c) vs. The Young Bucks ****

NEVER 6 Man Title Gauntlet Match **3/4

Kota Ibushi vs. Cody ****

IWGP Heavyweight Tag Title Match: K.E.S. (c) vs. EVIL & SANADA ***1/2

NEVER Openweight Title Hair vs. Hair Match: Minoru Suzuki (c) vs. Hirooki Goto ****1/2

IWGP Jr. Heavyweight Title 4-Way: Marty Scurll (c) vs. Will Ospreay vs. KUSHIDA vs. Hiromu Takahashi ****1/2

IWGP Intercontinental Title Match: Hiroshi Tanahashi (c) vs. Jay White ***1/2

IWGP U.S. Title Match: Kenny Omega (c) vs. Chris Jericho ****3/4

IWGP Heavyweight Title Match: Kazuchika Okada (c) vs. Tetsuya Naito ****3/4

Photos.

This was a great supershow that, despite its gargantuan runtime, was actually incredibly easy to sit through. I don’t think it was quite as good as the three previous WK’s (specifically the 2015 outing, which I think is one of the greatest cards ever), but it was tremendous stuff nonetheless. One (sort of) negative to the show is that there were some curious winners, but on the whole it didn't matter as the action was so good. I missed around 70% of the pre-show New Japan “Rambo”, but what I did see was suitably horrible. Despite this, it had a super happy ending in that cancer survivor Masahito Kakihara won the thing when he last eliminated Cheeseburger with an STO. He then thanked everyone for donating to the Yoshihiro Takayama foundation, which just made everything seem really feel good. I also had to laugh when Kakihara made his entrance, and the old UWFi theme played, and commentator and UWF legend, Kazuo Yamazaaki teased he was going to enter from the booth.

The main show kicked off with an excellent IWGP Jr Tag Title clash, in which The Young Bucks won the straps for a seventh time. Much like their match last year, this was a great, storyline and psychology driven match from the Jackson’s in which they worked over YOH’s injured back, and in turn RPG 3K worked over Matt’s injured back all match, both of which were sold beautifully, and played into the finish. SHO looked great getting the hot tag and hitting his impressive power spots, including the double German, and I’m sure he’s going to be a big name in the years to come. The finish came at 18:49 after the Bucks hit the Meltzer Driver on YOH, then Nick locked in the Sharpshooter for the submission win. The CHAOS team of Ishii, Yano and Baretta walked out of the Dome as NEVER 6 Man Champions after surviving the gauntlet. This was all-action, but realistically was exactly the same as every other one of these we’ve seen. Sabre Jr, Taichi and Kanemaru eliminated War Machine and Elgin, then the Suzuki-gunners were sent packing by the CHAOS trio seconds thereafter. Taguchi, Makabe and Juice were in next, but Yano rolled up the Funky Weapon to send them home, which left them against defending champions, the BC Polynesian crew of Fale, Tonga and Loa, which ended after Baretta pinned Tama with the Dudebuster at the 17 minute mark. This was all fine.

Kota Ibushi defeated Cody in an excellent match which far exceeded my expectations. This wasn’t quite as good as Cody’s match with Okada in Long Beach, but it was easily in the tope three Cody matches I've ever seen. Ibushi looked incredible here, and Cody more than held his own. The big spot was Cody hitting a hideous looking Cross Rhodes off the apron, which I was certain killed Ibushi as he landed right on top of his head. However, Kota fired back, hitting that devastating Lawn Dart spot which folded Cody up, destroyed him with Kamigoye, then turned back the clocks and won at 15:08 with the Phoenix Splash. The win here potentially sets Ibushi up for the IWGP Heavy Title, but time will tell on that front. EVIL and SANADA won their first Tag Titles over Lance Archer and Davey Boy Smith Jr in a very good doubles clash. I can't help but feel that K.E.S. are somewhat under-utilised in NJPW at present, but they looked really good here, dominating the match and destroying the Young Lions at ringside, as if they were channeling Hansen and Brody or something. I hope they get a better run in 2018, and that all these multi-man’s for these titles go away for good. SANADA predictably picked up the win for the LIJ team when he pinned DBS Jr with the Muto Moonsault in 14 minutes.

The NEVER Hair vs. Hair match between Suzuki and Goto was a dramatic, strong style war, which was the best match on the show up to that point. These guys could easily have had this match last year, if it weren't for all the shenanigan filled matches they had, and it was all the better for just being down to them without all the faction nonsense. They smacked the hell out of each other, with Goto getting the worst of it, ending up with a bloodied mouth and swollen face, and at one point Suzuki hit a sickeningly stiff headbutt. This was just great, believable stuff throughout. Suzuki almost won several times with his choke, but Goto would somehow power out with Ushigoroshi’s. Goto went for what I thought was going to be the Shouten, but he dropped Suzuki across his knee in a modified GTR, then hit the regular version at 18:04 to win the belt and keep his hair. In the post match, Suzuki teased reneging on the stipulation, but like the man’s man he is, shaved his own head. Next up was the insane 4 way for the Junior title. This pretty much lived up to expectations, and was an action packed, high flying spectacle. There was almost too much action to call, but it featured so many great spots, including Ospreay hitting a Moonsault off the lighting rig, everyone hitting dives, and a bunch of Sunset Flip Bombs out of the ring. The finish came at 21:18 after Ospreay scored a near fall on Hiromu with an imploding 450, then missed the Oscutter, but was hit with Time Bomb by Takahashi. Scurll broke it up and annihilated Hiromu and KUSHIDA with hard umbrella shots, but was hit with the Oscutter for Ospreay to win his second title. Tanahashi’s I.C. Title defence against Jay White was interesting. I’d say it was Tana’s least appealing Dome match since his IWGP Title match with Suzuki at WK6. I mean, it was a very good contest and despite his physical limitations, Tanahashi put on a great performance, but on the whole it just lacked something. I think the main problem here was that realistically, nobody bought White winning this at all, even with the Tanahashi knee injury. White worked the knee most of the match, then Tana insanely hit the HFF to the floor, hit some Sling Blades, then missed a HFF in the ring and sold the knee. White got a near fall with a Kiwi Crusher. Tana scored a near fall with a Dragon Suplex, before retaining with two more High Fly Flow’s in 19:56. Honestly, I don’t think White was hurt by the loss here. If anything a win may have harmed him more as he hardly put on a performance good enough to justify having the belt. In reality, this match was very good based on the performance of Tanahashi and not because it was a break-out star-making one by White. As it stands, I think the company are big on him, so he’ll be fine and theres no point rushing to put a top belt on him at this point. 

Then the Alpha vs. Omega co-main event. This was just a crazy brawl, as it had promised to be. Jericho was clearly having a ball here, heeling it up like nobody’s business, slapping around Red Shoes, his son Umino, and stealing photographers cameras at ringside. It was like he was channelling old boss Genichiro Tenryu, both with the grouchy old dude gimmick and the fact that, at the grand old age of 47, he may have had his best singles match ever. Kenny juiced after being rammed into a chair in the corner (not before he awkwardly dropped his gig for all you eagle eyed viewers), which really gave this the aura of something special, as virtually no mainstream promotion does juice anymore. This was an intense grudge match which was completely different to what we’re used to seeing from both guys really, even though both hit all their signature spots. After Jericho was sent off the second rope through a table outside following a V-Trigger, things really picked up. Jericho rolled through a OWA and locked in the Walls Of Jericho, which teased the stoppage, but Kenny made the ropes. Omega fired back with V-Triggers and the One Winged Angel, but Jericho grabbed the ropes for a tremendous near fall. Kenny countered a top rope Frankensteiner by dropping Y2J face first on the turnbuckles, but Jericho hit the Code Breaker for another great near fall. Jericho draped a chair over Omega, and went for the Lionsault, but Kenny threw the chair at Jericho, then hit the match winning OWA onto the chair to end a fantastic match at 34:36. Negatives out of the way first, this was maybe a little too long, but honestly this was just great pro wrestling and it makes me want to see more of Jericho in New Japan (I suspect a showdown with Naito is on the cards at some point).

Then the main event, which was under quite some pressure in the sense that they had to follow the last match, Okada’s main event from last year’s show (and really, the last three WK shows), and the fact that after a four year struggle, they're finally in the main event spot, so they had a lot to live up to. This was a fitting end to an incredible show, it was probably the match of the night, and they worked this like it was the most important match of their respective careers. Its also worth noting that Okada worked the match in these hideous, bell bottomed pants which he needs to lose ASAP. Both guys seemed to work each others necks, as they dropped one another on their heads repeatedly. Things got very interesting when Naito went up top, but missed his old Stardust Press finish (which reminds me, seeing as he’s no longer the Stardust Genius, shouldn't he really have gotten rid of the old Stardust entrance theme?). This was the turning point of the match really. Okada hit the German and transitioned into the Rainmaker for a believable near fall, then went for a Tombstone, but Naito reversed it into Destino, but was too exhausted to cover. This all built to the crazy finishing sequence that is prerequisite for Okada title defences, filled with counters and reversals, as the packed Tokyo Dome went crazy. Naito finally hit Destino again, but inexplicably elected to go for another instead of the cover. This time, the champion reversed Destino into the jumping, spinning Tombstone, then hit a final, massive Rainmaker, to retain the crown at the the 36:30 mark. Theres been a lot of anger and disappointment to this finish. I must confess that I certainly didn't see the match ending in this result, but I don’t think its necessarily a terrible mistake. I equate it to when Kobashi pinned Jun Akiyama in NOAH’s first Dome show in 2004. People’s arguments then were that Akiyama was the hottest he's ever been, and Kobashi had held the title for well over a year. However, Kobashi’s reign went on for another 8 months and he produced more classic title defences, hitting the most in Japanese history at that point (an unprecedented 13), that ultimately meant more in the long run than Akiyama winning would have. In essence, I feel like this is potentially what New Japan are going for here with Okada. Time will tell of course, but I think its much too soon to be doomsaying just yet.

On the whole, this was a truly exceptional card of action from NJPW, who never really disappoint with these big shows. Personally, I have waned on New Japan since the G1 really. This is for several reasons, most of them personal life related, but in general I feel that G1 27 was potentially the apex of modern wrestling. Shin Nihon have set the bar so high nowadays that its almost impossible to top themselves, and I feel that this is the potential problem here too. Nothing hit those sky high standards set previously (or anywhere close to Dave Meltzer’s fabled 6 star rating), so it was easy to feel disappointed by the show. Realistically, its going to take a lot to top this as card of the year. 

NDT

[kairoth]

Could you do all of the questions?

heyhey! yea! done on my laptop :>

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?♥ usually more milk but then i try to fix the ratio and it ends up being more cereal asfh

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?♥ eehhh sometimes

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?♥ mostly just pieces of paper lol

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?♥ with LOTS of sugar

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?♥ yes. it's gross

6: do you keep plants?♥ yea!

7: do you name your plants?♥ ofc i do

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?♥ music mainly. like you'll know my mood by knowing what song i listen to

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?♥ ye ~

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?♥ my side usually but i move a lot in my sleep

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?♥ bongwater,,

12: what’s your favorite planet?♥ saturn! and pluto,,, and jupiter ahh

13: what’s something that made you smile today?♥ thinking about puppies !!!!!!

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?♥ idk? messy

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!♥ apparently you get taller in space

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?♥ this is boring of me but i like plain ol' pasta with butter and salt the most

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?♥ white with purple ombre !

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.♥ HHH when i was 6 months old i ate a spider and anyone who knows about it never lets me live it down

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?♥ i try to keep em and write in em but i often forget

20: what’s your favorite eye color?♥ mmm i can't choose, they're all great !

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.♥ oof my batman backpack that i gave to my dad. that thing went through A LOT. my new one is really good too tho. it's just red and black but it's served me well.

22: are you a morning person?♥ depends on if i've gotten a good night's sleep and if i'm particularly excited for the day!

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?♥ sleep, listen to music, read

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?♥ yea. we don't talk anymore tho. i miss him

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?♥ nowhere? i've never broken in before

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?♥ i always wear my vans til they fall apart. my current pair are space themed bc ofc

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?♥ juicyfruit ig?

28: sunrise or sunset?♥ sunset

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?♥ ASFH UHM idk?? them just being themselves is enough for me to smile over them

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?♥ yes

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.♥ i wear mismatched socks all the time but like they do match each other somewhat. like. i have a bunch of stitch socks and i don't wear their match but i'll wear another stitch sock with it.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.♥ uhh me and two friends played never have i ever over kik once and long story short we learned a lot abt each other. some things we never wanted to know

33: what’s your fave pastry?♥ idk! i like danish pastries pretty well tho

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?♥ teddy!! i got him when i was 5 from my cousin for like a nickel. he's just a standard lil brown teddy bear. and ofc i still have him asdgh can't sleep without him. i even bring him to sleepovers

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?♥ yea! i use them when i can

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?♥ EDEN. and crywank generally fits me too

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?♥ i like it to be clean but often it just gets cluttered and i don't have the motivation to clean it

38: tell us about your pet peeves!♥ uhhh i hate rude, arrogant, judgemental people, disloyalty, uhm, the sound that weird plastic makes, uhhh idk

39: what color do you wear the most?♥ mostly black and white

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?♥ my solar system bracelet! i saw the post for it on tumblr and sent it to my mum, and she ended up getting it for me for christmas!

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?♥ we were liars by e. lockhart. if i had to choose a fave it'd be that one. i sobbed for days after reading it. i think it kinda did smthn to my soul

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!♥ i do not sadly :

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?♥ my mum, i think ?

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?♥ oof, when harley was still here. it was a nice day, the sun was shining through my window, birds singing, EDEN playing softly, and harley was all cuddled up on my chest with his head tucked under my chin, purring away.

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?♥ depends. i try to evenly listen to my instincts and to logic

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.♥ my friend used to make a lot of bone puns bc of undertale and sans and one of my faves is "wasn't that HUMERUS"

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?♥ SEAFOOD it's grrrrrrrrrrroooooooosssss

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?♥ death. and yes.

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?♥ haven't bought many of those, i mostly listen to spotify :0 i did get the vinyl of black parade that mcr was giving out for the anniversary !

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?♥ crystals ig? pokemon cards, pens, books. uhh. i have a lot of paper and notebooks lmao

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?♥ mm. good times by all time low.

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?♥ uhh idk i like all of em

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?♥ heathers is epic and i love christian slater but also his voice is hilarious, beetlejuice was good and amazingly weird, and i've no seen the other two yet.

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?♥ HHH. the other day my mum's friend was talking abt how she's having problems with renters and she looked like she was gonna cry but it was more frustration than anything so idk?

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?♥ man idk it's prob somethin big but i don't remember

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?♥ ? idk. it depends ig?? like for my one friend i love that he loves animals, for my other i love that she loves music. for one i love her kindness and outward innocence and i find it hilarious when she actually shows her angry or sassy side.

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?♥ god i love bohemian rhapsody. so good. so catchy. the best. me and my former bff used to sing it all the time

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?♥ mmmm idk :0

59: what’s your favorite myth?♥ i love myths abt creatures! my faves are about the fae folk.

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?♥ idk :0

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?♥ uhh just a basic gift card ig. and uhm idk?

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?♥ mm if i have juice i'll drink it!

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?♥ i try to keep them organized

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?♥ it's getting late and it's kinda cloudy and grey

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?♥ yeaa.

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?♥ mmm idk! maybe lots of purple and light blues? :0

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?♥ bad. i've always been nervous with storms and whatnot and those kinda days just make me jittery.

68: what’s winter like where you live?♥ well for a while it actually is winter and gets cold. but it's florida so ofc it goes back to being hot af.

69: what are your favorite board games?♥ i've always been fond of sorry sliders and candy land

70: have you ever used a ouija board?♥ NO AND I NEVER WILL. my mum and aunts did once and HHHHHHHH they ended up with a possessed barney doll

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?♥ earl grey ! i really wanna try lavender tea tho

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?♥ yea but i don't often actually do it

73: what are some of your worst habits?♥ i sleep and procrastinate too much but i'm trying, i pick at threads a lot hhh,

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.♥ ok uhh. they remind me of a canary bird. i associate them with yellow and pink. they're super sweet. always helpful. sad and i wish i could help them more. all in all a v good friend and v good person.

75: tell us about your pets!♥ OOF OK GET READY. syd: sydney, my man. the big orange floof. meathead. he likes to stand up and hold onto your shirt or pants and it's cute but also CLAWS. v smart, knows that if he annoys me enough i'll open my door for him. maggie: pretty pretty princess. also the grossest princess. beaut white, brown capped fur and green gold eyes and cutest lil meows. bean: has two thumbs, one is teensy tiny. meows are like inaudible. usually grumpy and will run if you pet her. only accepts affection when she's sleepy. sebastian: the real grumpy cat. russian blue boy. has a hard time jumping correctly now cos he's old. always talking and complaining. likes pets. will fight you. ash: scaredy boi. dark as night. murrs instead of meows bc he wasn't raised by other cats. rarely purrs but you know he loves you. likes head bumps. will scratch you if you're not paying attention to him. can be a bully. arrow: FAT. has scabs bc he keeps scratching himself,, why boi why (we think he's allergic to smthn). meows LOUDLY. eats everyone's food. likes to go outside. once got stuck in the same tree twice. shelby: old girl. jack russel. super hyper but also LAZY. only sleeps under blankets. gets jealous. will force her way onto your lap. the smelliest dog in existence i swear. emmy: chihuahua. grumpyyyy old lady. always telling people to shut up (mostly shelby). cute tho. has seizures sometimes. will purposefully use the bathroom on the floor where you'll step or on something of yours if you upset her. moriarty: my snek! good boy. likes to be under his paper towels. smol. has a cute face. percy: GRUMPY leopard gecko. she's a blizzard morph and she looks purple. so grumpy aaaaaaaaah. red: my betta girl. the other girls with her (blue and esme) died. she comes up to the glass to say hi to you. oscar the grouch: hedgehog. SO GRUMP. he literally turned his entire house around so you can't see him. rude. lillith, yuki, and star: ferrets. inseperable. good little catsnakes who i love. yuki has a thing for feet and shoes. star messes with the dogs/cats by nipping them. lillith is good but bites a bit hard. the chickens: we named them after the avengers. cap can die. literally she hates me and my mum she tries to fight us. RUDE.

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?♥ yes. schoolwork

77: pink or yellow lemonade?♥ i like both !

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?♥ uhh hate club ig? idrk?????

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?♥ mmmMM my former bff used to be very supportive of my clinginess and she would be talking and i could just like hold my hands out to her or hug her and she'd be totally ok with it and not even pause talking. the best thing ever tbh

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?♥ two walls are light grey and the other two are a slightly darker grey! i chose it :> i wanted a good neutral color besides beige or white.

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.♥ mmm. like the sun shining through the branches of the trees.

82: are/were you good in school?♥ i mean?? ig? i get ok grades (mostly Bs) but i always procrastinate assignments cos i'm lazy and unmotivated

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?♥ ooohh my fave is from life starts now by three days grace. i actually made it my theme once on chrome

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?♥ yea! i wanna get a lot of space related ones! and maybe the chip number of my boy harley

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?♥ mm. i read webcomics! a fave of mine is stutterhug by samantha davies on taptastic :>

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?♥ uhhhhhhh i don't know any off the top of my head and i looked it up and it says american idiot by green day is one and i love them so? yeah

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?♥ THE CROW. and the last unicorn!! both so good

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?♥ i've always been fond of symbolism

89: are you close to your parents?♥ i'm close to my mum! not so much my dad

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.♥ woodsboro, maryland! that's where my aunts and cousins live. i love going up there!

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?♥ idk! my mum did bring up going somewhere this year tho

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?♥ barely even a pinch. unless it's spaghetti and that powdery parmesan cheese

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?♥ wellll we shaved the sides and back so it's just long at the top and flipped sideways

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?♥ ? it was my mum's boss's birthday a few days ago :0 we all had lunch together and she asked me what name she should call me by. i love her tbh

95: what are your plans for this weekend?♥ hopefully i can go see the puppies !!!

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?♥ procrastinate

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?♥ infp, leo but i relate more to my scorpio chart, and hufflepuff!

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?♥ i've never actually been hiking!! and tbh i enjoy pretty much anything long as i'm with someone i like!

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.♥ jupiter by EDEN, leech boy by crywank, lost//found by EDEN, boats & birds by gregory and the hawk, and saturn by sleeping at last. a lot of others too ahh

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?♥ five years in the past. i could fix a lot of things that happened.

[parkjmini]

Reminisce | 4

Park Jimin “I found myself falling more in love with you as I grew older.” You and Jimin were childhood best friends until you had to move away. As years passed and you both aged, the separation between your friendship deepen and you never heard from him again. More than a decade passed and you suddenly stumble upon the man who you never stopped thinking about. Word Count: 3,314 Italics = flashback (Y/F/N) = Your Full Name

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | the end

thank you to everyone who reads my horrible writing )): im really sorry i haven’t been updating, my life has just been so hectic !! pls give me feedback bc im always looking to improve ((: this is NOT the last chapter !!

“Dad!” You yelled as the familiar man stepped out of his car. He looked tired, eyes heavy with dark circles that rimmed the bottom. His face sagged and his posture was bent. However, the sound of your voice instantly lit his sulky face.

“My dear!” He whispered as you quickly jumped onto him for a hug, like a small child would do. He laughed, hoarse and deep. He had grown older and weak, so he stumbled back to maintain his balance.

“Dad, I missed you!” You squealed, giddy and eager to see your parent after several years. 

“Honey, when did you get back?” He set you down and tried to take in your grown face.

You went on to explain how you were to be in town for the next couple of days. “Did you not hear my voicemail?”

He lightly knocked his knuckles against his temples and groaned, “I forgot to check my machine these past couple of days. I’m sorry, my love. Where are you staying?” 

“Dad, have you been well lately? I slept at Jimin’s apartment last night.” Your father looked behind your shoulder to see the cool Jimin leaning against his door frame, observing the daughter-father reunion. 

He smiled lightly, “I’ve been a little tired recently. You are staying for dinner tonight, right?” 

“Yes. I was planning on staying here now that you know I’m back—”

“–No, no, my dear. Your room is no longer here. I don’t have your bed anymore. You should go and stay with Jimin.” Your dad began walking towards your home. Confused, you followed after him.

“The last time I visited was six years ago and you got rid of my bed?” You were slightly offended that he gave away your bed, let alone demolished your entire childhood room.

“You were here six years ago?” Jimin suddenly appeared out of no where. You jumped at the sound of his voice and nodded. “Why didn’t you come say hi? Why didn’t you come and see me?”

Groaning, you were reminded by the painful memories of your shattering friendship. “Because we weren’t really.. friends.. anymore.. at that time.” A sugar coated explanation was all you could give, along with a sympathetic frown.

Jimin was taken aback and didn’t move from the doorway of your house. He was absolutely clueless. “What are you talking about?” 

“Nevermind. You don’t remember because it didn’t hurt you as much as it had hurt me.” You answered passive aggressively and tried to find your father in the big house.

“(Y/N), wait.” Jimin caught on to your wrist before you fled off. “Talk to me.”

“Jimin.. we can talk and talk, but you’d never understand how much I was hurting when I grew up without you.” Knowing that you were hurt would only hurt Jimin. Knowing that your pain was because of him made it even worse. Jimin never wanted to be the reason behind your painful sorrows. He merely wanted to be your happiness.

“I wanted to be there for you.” Jimin began to defend himself.

“But you weren’t, that was the thing.” You didn’t know where the sudden fuel of anger and sadness came from. Maybe he wasn’t allow to feel upset that you didn’t bother to see him when you came to visit in the past. 

“Why don’t you go see Jimin?” Your dad asked as you laid underneath your soft, cotton covers. 

You viciously shook your head, so hard that he was afraid your head would fall off. “I don’t want to see him.” 

“Why not, honey?” Your dad tried to be as comforting as your mother. The bed shifted due to his weight and his warm hand rested on your shoulder.

“Because we aren’t friends anymore.” 

“His graduation is today.” 

Cuddling closer against your window sill, you buried your head deeper into the mattress. “I don’t care.” Your dad hated those words and he decided that there was no point in pushing you anymore. He lacked persistence, contrasting your mom, who didn’t take no for an answer.

“Can you believe it? We’re graduating in a few hours.” A young girl’s voice traveled through your open window, into your room.

“Yeah. It’s crazy.” Jimin’s voice made you still in your blankets. The fact that he lived in the same neighborhood made it harder to ignore his existence. He was obviously walking past your house to get to his own.

“I’m going to miss you.” She said sadly. Jimin exhaled and there was a silence. You thought they had left and escaped into his house, so you peeked out your blinds. There he stood at the corner of your driveway, with a girl in front of him.

“Me too.” He had hesitated before saying it. You ducked quickly before either one of them saw. The obnoxious rattling noise of the blinds caught her attention.

“Did you hear that?” The girl asked. “I think it came from this house, that window.”

“This house? No. I know who lives here and no one lives in that room.” You heart was pounding so loud, you heard it in your ears.

“How do you know?”

“They’re a family friend of mine and I’ve been in that house.” 

“For what?”

“Are you done asking me all these useless questions?” Their footsteps picked up again.

“Jimin, you’re hiding something. I can tell.” Her voice faded and Jimin’s response was no longer audible. 

“Jimin, I don’t want to talk about this right now.” You trailed and looked behind you to see if your dad was still in sight.

Jimin shook his head, unable to let go of the topic, “we’ll talk later tonight, when we go back to my place. I mean, you still need a place to stay and I’m more than happy to offer my place.” 

You sat across from your father at your old dinner table. The once small square table use to have three filled chairs. Now, it seemed too big for only two people, let alone one. Your dad’s cooking tasted exactly the same and reminded you immensely of your childhood.  

Your house was practically empty since you and your mom moved out. It was also more dark and disheartening. Your dad completely let go after the divorce, but not enough where he was living in the streets. He also never remarried or had many friends.

You cleared your throat as you both ate in uncomfortable silence. “Why did you clear out my room?”

“I thought that you wouldn’t really need your childhood room anymore. It was too childish for a young woman like you are now.” He sipped his soup nonchalantly.

“I am barely a young woman right now. I’ll always be your little girl, Dad.” You sighed and he smiled lightly. 

“I know, my dear. However, you’re getting older now. You have a boyfriend and..”

“Boyfriend? Dad, I don’t have a boyfriend. Where did you get an impression that I had a boyfriend.” You were taken back at how your father thought you were with someone. You never mentioned anything about your dating life.

Your father stared back at you and raised his brow. His head tilted in confusion and he blinked back at you, not understanding what you meant. “Honey, what are you saying? I thought Jimin was your boyfriend.” 

“What?!” You stood up quickly. Shaking your head, you ignored any way your dad was trying to calm you down.

“I mean who else would have given you that mark on your neck–”

“Dad!” You had totally forgotten about the small mark Jimin left on your neck from this morning. You didn’t even remember which side it was on and proceeded to cover your entire neck. “We’re only friends, you know that!”

“Well, you staying over at his place and then showing up together. He practically chased you down. Now, you have this purple mark—”

“Dad! Seriously, it’s not what you think!” Your face turning a humiliating shade of red. Your father laughed and continued with his meal.

“Then I suppose you fell and hit your neck on something to get that bruise?” He was being sarcastic. That was the thing with your father — always witty and sarcastic. 

You sighed and remained silent. Anything else you would’ve said to defend yourself would have been used against you. You were already upset from the earlier conversation with Jimin, and now your own dad thinks you two are together. You didn’t want to go back to Jimin’s place so soon. He would’ve wanted to talk about the loss time, but talking about a time without him made you incredibly heartbroken. 

You texted Pilot Kim underneath the table. He responded almost immediately. You were going to take his offer for drinks to get your mind off of Jimin.

“Dad, I’m going out with someone.” You helped him put away the dishes after dinner. He peered over at you, an eyebrow raised. “No, not with Jimin. I’m going out with a coworker of mine. She wants someone to explore the city with and who else knows it best besides me?” You lied.

“Alright honey. You two girls be safe. I’m heading to bed anyways. I’ve got the early shift tomorrow morning.” He smiled and hugged you close. “I’m always thinking of you, dear.”

“I’m thinking of you too, Dad.” You returned a small smile before heading out to meet Pilot Kim.

He pulled up in a sleek black rental car. The headlights were blinding white as he pulled up to your sidewalk. You entered the car and the new car smell hit you unexpectedly. “Hello Pilot—”

“—Taehyung. (Y/N), just call me Taehyung.” He cut you off and ended his sentence with a grin. He wasn’t in uniform, so you felt strange seeing him in casual clothing. He looked ravishing. His patterned button up wasn’t buttoned all the way, his dress pants fit his long legs well. He was expensive.

“This is a uh– a fancy car.” You gulped. You were trying to make small talk, anything to fill the empty air.

He smirked and leaned back coolly. “Only the best for you.”

You turned to face him, confused. He shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. “So how was your day?” Taehyung changed the subject rather quickly.

You sighed, remembering all the events of the long day. “It was good. I haven’t seen my dad for a long time, so having dinner with him was really nice. What about yours?”

“Ah… I stayed indoors practically day, besides going out to eat. I had breakfast with Jen, lunch with Gabriella, and dinner with Kimberly.”

“And now you’re getting drinks with me.” You laugh uncomfortably. You really meant for it to be a joke, but you couldn’t help the way it flew out of your mouth.

Taehyung was very popular among the female crew members and pilots. He was a young, probably a year or two older than you, and handsome. Taehyung had a smaller frame, but his height made up for it. He was a fresh face that everyone wanted their hands on. Also, he was single.

You two have never really spoken much, considering you switch coworkers almost every flight. However, you’ve crossed paths enough to have minimal conversation. The talk surrounding him helped with building his character. He was funny, or so people said. He had great morals and a real down to earth guy.

Even though Taehyung was everyone’s dream, you didn’t understand the hype. He was undeniably gorgeous, a work of art, but there was something missing. He didn’t have his own ambitions. Taehyung wasn’t passionate about anything really. He reminded you of a lost boy who has yet to find himself.

“(Y/N), you were the first person all day that I invited out first. The others offered to take me out and I just went along with it.” Taehyung explained.

You shook you head. “You don’t need to explain. We’re not dating or anything. You don’t have to tell me excuses.” The car came to a stop and the neon lights of the club caught your attention.

It was a small bar and it wasn’t a busy night. Taehyung and you sat at a table. You were never big on drinking, so you had no clue what to get. You merely followed along to what your colleague got.

“You don’t drink much, do you?” Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

“I don’t. I don’t enjoy the taste of alcohol.” Your eyes couldn’t stop scanning the room, you didn’t want to make eye contact with him. Playing with your fingers, you two sat in stiff silence.

“Then why did you agree to meet with me?” He was asking difficult questions now.

You shrugged and sipped your bitter drink, “maybe because I wanted a friend.”

Taehyung sighed and leaned forward. There was a live band playing quiet jazz music. The beat was soft, something to sway to. “When will you realize you mean more than a friend to me?”

“Excuse me?” You weren’t sure if you’d heard him correctly. Right on cue, your phone buzzed with a text message from Jimin. He was wondering where you were at such a late hour. It didn’t occur to you to warn him that you didn’t need a ride back to his place.

Taehyung placed his hand on top of yours. Your head was ducked down at the device on your lap. “I like you, (Y/N). I want to spend more time with you.”

“I think you’re super cool.” Your eyebrows wrinkled together. Your table partner was scribbling compliments all over your notebook.

“You guys are so cute! Why don’t you just date each other already?” A girl across from you stated.

At your new school, people were nice. It was nothing like how it was back before you moved. You made a lot of new friends who loved your big hair and didn’t take advantage of your big heart. You were a little more outgoing than before. Eleven was a big transition in a child’s life. You were slowly becoming a preteen.

“We should. I mean I do like you, (Y/N).” The boy smiled boldly. Your friends squealed next to you and started slapping your shoulder to edge you to respond.

You were still very sensitive from Jimin abandoning you. A huge part of you didn’t want to let go of your childhood best friend. Your mind was telling you to lie to your table mate that you felt the same. Your heart, however, told you to stay true to who you felt for.

“I like you too.. but not in that way. We’re great friends. I’d like for us to stay that way.” You smiled halfheartedly.

Everyone paused at your reaction. You rejected him. It was a good thing he was an amazing sport about. “No problem. I still think you’re cool. I’ll have to like you from afar then.”

You chuckled, but it wasn’t funny. It was sad, honestly. You couldn’t ever like another guy because of Jimin. Jimin ruined every chance of a relationship for you. No one was ever going to be like him or live up to his standards. It needed to be him or no one. That was how you felt. And you felt that way for almost your whole life.

“Pilot Kim.” You addressed him formally again. You needed to be firm with him. Drawing your hand back, you stared him in the eye. “I feel it’s best if we were friends. If we were to be with each other, it would be inappropriate. You are my senior and I respect you. I think we shouldn’t cross that boundary. You’re a fine young man and you’ll find someone else.”

“Let me guess, you have a boyfriend already.” He sipped his drink and fell back into his seat. “He also just texted you, right? He was the guy you were with today, the voice I overheard on the phone.”

“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s only a friend. My— our — job makes it difficult for us to date, you know that.” You sounded more nervous than you intended.

Taehyung nodded and asked for the bill. “Maybe you should text him back.”

You replied to Jimin with a quick, vague message. He demanded for you to come back to his apartment. You rolled your eyes at the messages he was sending and muted your phone for the rest of the night.

As you were getting out of Taehyung’s car, his hand gently grabbed onto your forearm. You shifted around and he had a disappointed, but hopeful smile. “I know you said that you want to stay friends. I’m perfectly fine with that. I’m sorry if I made you feel uneasy or—”

“—Pilot Kim, it’s okay.” You patted his hand and he nodded, letting you go. Entering the elevator, you punched in the floor of Jimin’s apartment. Anticipation bubbled up your stomach. You’ve been mainly avoiding Jimin your entire night.

There was still a chance he was asleep. You prayed that he was in bed, so you didn’t have to speak or explain yourself. Opening the door, it was revealed an angry Jimin leaning against his dining table. The lights were a fluorescent yellow and the apartment was quiet, except from Jimin’s heavy breathing.

“Don’t.” You said as you took off your shoes and shut the door.

Jimin crossed his arms and got off his table. “My room. Now.” 

You groaned and followed him to his neat, dark bedroom. As you closed the door, Jimin was pressed closely against you. You scanned his face for any clue of it being a mistake. Any sign of embarrassment. 

He tilted his head and it was the scene from earlier all over again. His sweet, soft lips roughly pressed up against yours. His hands held onto your face and lifted your head off his door. Before you had the chance to kiss him back, he pulled away aggressively, leaving you in complete shock.

“You reek of alcohol.” He rolled his eyes and stood before you again, bold and towering. “Where were you and why weren’t you answering my messages?” 

“Who are you? My boyfriend?” Crossing your arms, you traced steps around the heated man. 

“Answer my questions.” 

“Fine. You want to know so badly, here it goes. I went out to get drinks with my coworker to avoid coming back to you.” You exploded at him, unsure where the sudden burst of rage came from. 

He exhaled sharply and said in a low voice, “now was that so hard to say?” 

“Don’t tempt me, Park Jimin.” You spat back, your words laced with venom.

“Why were you avoiding me?” He soften up. Lending out his hands, they touched your gracefully. Automatically, you unwind in his grip.

“Because I didn’t want to talk about the past. I didn’t want you to interrogate me about why I didn’t visit you when I came back. I don’t want to relive the pain of losing my best friend.. no, more… you were more than my best friend.” You were crying now. Tears spilling onto the floor. Jimin encapsulating you in his arms.

“I know, baby. I’m sorry.” You pushed him away the instant you heard that nickname.

“You don’t get to call me that.” You sniffed.

 “Why not?” He looked down at you with confusion.

“Because you’re not my boyfriend, Jimin! What don’t you understand?” You screamed and cried harder.

Jimin was back, holding you with such care. “What if I want to be?” 

“You don’t want that..” Your voice trailed, afraid of his next answer.

“Like you know what I want, babygirl.” Peering up, he had a delicate smile on his handsome face. “I want to be with you.” 

You sucked in your breath. Standing there, you contemplated whether you were drunk and imagining all of this. It was all too good to be true. 

[a-trauma-fox]

i’m thinking about not knowing if i want stuff, specifically sexual stuff, or knowing too late. it’s really explicit under the cut so tw for cocsa, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, (falsely directed) misogyny and proceed with caution.

some time ago i thought about my first time again, with my then-bf. i think we had sex 2 times. i was 11 and he 12ish, maybe 13 actually, bc he was 1.5 yrs older than me and it was close to my 12th birthday.

he did push me into stuff. like kissing, with tongue, for hours when i didn’t like it (and i told him i didn’t like it, but he was like ‘come on, i like it so much’ and continued anyway. and i let him). i was hesitant before our first time, and it wasn’t my idea. he said a girl had let him do it before, that she’d been even younger than me (9) and it had been fine for her. it took a couple of weeks for him to convince me i think. i didn’t want to disappoint him. so finally we lay in bed naked, i was unsure. he showed me his penis, in a way too large condom, and said come onnn, he’s already waiting for you! and i was like i’m not sure this is a good idea but fine. and it was a mess, it hurt a lot.

once we had started the sex i continued - ‘for him’ because he wanted it so much and i wanted to feel wanted and i wanted to feel grown-up. we stopped after a while. i think it was pleasant for him, but he was too young to ejaculate or anything. it wasn’t pleasant for me. i thought it should have felt good though and that something probably was wrong with me. i felt used.

but i agreed again at least one time after that. i thought the second time probably wouldn’t hurt as bad bc i’d lost my virginity after all! and even by that age i was a sceptic but willing to give stuff second chances, and also an experience seeker, and thought maybe the second time could be overall more pleasurable for me. i don’t explicitly remember how hard he pushed for a second time, but i know he did push for it. and i still wanted to feel wanted and grown-up and thought i could handle it. and i didn’t want him to leave me because of this. not very surprisingly, the second time was disappointing again, i felt used again even though i had more part in it this time.

i don’t remember if there was a third time with him. he became really religious pretty soon after that and said jesus cured his adhd, so we couldn’t play gta on the computer anymore (which was actually my favorite thing to do with him). so i said alright, but you know then we can’t have sex as well because you know what jesus says about premarital sex. he was all ‘but but but’ and we were interrupted when my mom came to pick me up from his place. we broke up after that. i think he broke up bc of the sex thing, and i broke up because at the time i had this burning contempt for religion and especially religious hypocrisy. (i thought jesus didn’t give a shit about me grilling a bunch of pixel elvis impersonators with a pixel flamethrower. but i digress)

after that i decided that sex categorically wasn’t for me. that something must be wrong with me for not getting pleasure out of it. i somehow couldn’t bring myself to touch a penis until ten years later in my early twenties. before, at 15, i had a sort-of relationship with a girl 4 years older than me who kept touching me even though i didn’t want it and i lay there dissociated. i told her it was fine and i was sorry i didn’t feel the same way about her. at 16 i got really drunk with a boy around 18 and we started making out, then i burst into tears and told him i was broken and didn’t really want this, and we stopped. he sent me a patronising letter telling me i didn’t know what i wanted. then at 16-17 i had a boyfriend who was 22-23 and we were both unintersted in sex so that aspect was chill. at the time i was in a psych ward for the first time, and one of the therapists somewhere down the line asked me if i was sure i’d never been raped or something like it. i said yeah no, my first time was pretty early but just disappointing (’most first times suck don’t they? lol’) and then i decided sex wasn’t for me, but i was okay with that and everything was totally chill. i don’t know if she actually bought that, but she dropped the subject. would have been helpful if she’d told me what makes a sexual encounter nonconsensual. at 18 i had a bf who was 32 and with him i actually had the first orgasm with another person, though he emotionally manipulated me into having sex.

i ‘confessed’ that i had sex with him one night, maybe one or two years later at most, to my mother. i remember feeling a deep shame and i couldn’t stop crying. i think she stayed and tried to calm me down, but she didn’t really say anything that made me feel better. i expected her to be shocked or to say she was sorry that happened and she didn’t notice or something. but she sort of just... noted it? i had the feeling she didn’t really want to stay, she actually would rather go to bed than comfort me, but leaving would be too much of an asshole move so she stuck it out.

i actually don’t know why my parents never said anything to me and my first bf when i was 11. they must have known that we were lying in bed, kissing, for hours, sometimes only in our underwear. but they only gave us space to do whatever. i don’t remember them asking questions about what my boyfriend and i were doing. if i had an 11 year old child i definitely would ask that stuff to make sure they were okay? to make sure they knew it’s okay to say no if you feel uncomfortable for any reason at all? to make sure they didn’t do anything that’s really inappropriate for their stage of development, physically and psychologically? isn’t that what a parent should do?

i don’t know if my first time was cocsa. i don’t know if it was that bad. it certainly had some pretty unhealthy elements. it’s even harder to decide now in hindsight, because it happened during a time where i was deeply unhappy. i was bullied at school, which definitely was traumatic, robbed me fo sleep for years afterwards and screwed me up even more. i was really numb most of the time back then, and i suspect it’s the time i started dissociating (idk maybe i learned it earlier but i definitely knew how to do it when i was 11). i thought i was broken and a profoundly bad person, but at least had the decency to feel bad about it in contrast to the other children who i thought were even worse than me. i was really lonely and that boyfriend at least gave me closeness and attention, even if it was mainly to get in my pants. at the same time i was so numb that i didn’t care about a lot of things, and it took strong stimuli like video games to make me feel excited. i had a lot of anger inside me and got a punching bag because i thought i might lose it in school and kill another kid. at the same time i thought i was really grown up and could/had to handle everything on my own. i had mainly contempt for feelings and vulnerability, especially my own, so that didn’t help with learning self care.

anyway, back to that first time - i don’t remember if i just didn’t know what i wanted and went one step further, or if i wanted it to work and went one step further. i feel like if i wanted it to work, that makes it not sexual abuse, because i consented right? also if it really was so bad, why would i try it a second time? i know i wasn’t as opposed to the second time because i didn’t want to judge sex in general based only on the first time, and then there was the boyfriend who kept going on about it.

it’s actually a bit similar to my most recent affair that went really bad. it definitely involved some emotional abuse from him, and then we also had sex once. this time we’re both adults at least. i was falling for him hard and wanted it to work, but then he seriously crossed a line during sex and i couldn’t say no, i sort of froze and stuck it out. he definitely should have asked before what was okay and what was not, but he didn’t. and i chose to see where it would go, i even initiated the sex. my therapist asked me if it felt fitting to say “i felt raped by him”, and i didn’t know. that would depend on if it actually was rape, i thought. he didn’t even know what he did until i told him that part wasn’t consensual, that it hurt and gave me flashbacks and new triggers. i still don’t know what to call it, but am starting to make my peace with it anyway.

but i still wonder if that first time was sexual abuse or just poor boundaries on my part...

if you’ve made it this far, i’m sorry. since this is my place to dump stuff anonymously, please give me your two cents on that last question if you want. i tend to go around in circles in my mind with this stuff and could really use some input.

[galimatios]

sci-fi au again but it’s some bastardized blame au feat. my twins

thinking about a bastardized blame au that borrows the setting of blame but with some minor differences, aka humans weren't dead for as long and silicon lifeforms are part of a disease that turns pure humans into half synthetic life, aka go feral go crazy some retain intellect tho, and pure silicon creatures are fully sentient and intelligent but im thinking of a society in which android labor was widespread, but bc humans were wiped by silicon corruption, there's huge populations of androids w/o purpose humans do still exist but they're not pure, most of them have varying levels of silicon corruption as well as varying resistances. it does grant these humans superhuman strength or healing though i kind of. wanna put rey and ray as twins in this au as bounty hunters aka humans who hunt down corrupted humans who've gone too far... but they also do odd delivery jobs and stuff likelihood is that they've been alive for Way longer than humans should be due to their own corruption they remember what life was like before things went to shit ray owned a restaurant and rey owned the bar on top of it as siblings they went thru hell together and back and this was their dream and. well. then shit changed but also aesthetic bc: rey with short hair, tank top, sci-fi ass gear and army boots she's also the Slightly Older twin and holds this to ray all the time they argue. Nonstop. sometimes they cant stand eachother bc dumbasses both have strong aggressive personalities but (and ive been thinking abt rey w a sibling for a while) at the end of the day they trust eachother bc they both had the same shitty mom and survived. they can do anything, they're Them? but the scourge... well. they're always upbeat. they have eachother after all, but sometimes when they're alone, ray gets nostalgic. a little wistful, a little sad "it was nice while it lasted, huh? not even a full ass decade, and everything came tumbling down." legs hanging off a ledge, the smell of cigarette smoke "wonder how dom's doing." rey doesn't want to talk about her. she steals the cig from his mouth and puts it out. "that shit ain't good for you." "the fuck? you smoke too you know." but rey's already leaving. neither of them know if dom survived. ray lost a best friend, rey lost a lover it's been two hundred years, maybe more. if she hadn't shown up, dead or alive, she's probably gone but the thing is, the megastructure is huge. so vastly huge and confusing, anything can happen. ray thinks one day she'll show up. dom is tough. she's out there somewhere. (END PROSE) also i just love the idea of rey being a heavy firearm user and she just has a huge laser cannon strapped to her back at all times ray thinks weird flex but ok he probably uses a device that resembles some sci-fi spear/rapier thing but it channels electricity so on his command he can roast shit and also override / destroy power structures as needed. both of them have mechanical skills, can hotwire stuff, they're too dumb for hacking so they usually just try to physically brute force shit (aka... hitting it until it works) ray... leather jacket and gloves. NOTED THO: organic materials are really rare and are either salvaged or synthetically created instead. so this is like fake ass bioengineered leather from one of the few bastions of semi-human life, a big city within the megastructure that's where rey and ray live... they actually do want to start a restaurant again but. i think they've sworn off it until they find out what happened to dom, bc she's the only person they've ever trusted with their dream so until then, bounty work ok wow i kind of love ray w a fucking. black electric rapier spike thing + black gloves and black jacket, leather fucking pants, DANGER BOY!!! then rey loves firearms but sometimes she JUST PUNCHES SHIT. SHE'S STRONG!!! fingerless gloves for the girl. cries I love my redheads

KEITH PROBABLY. WOULD BE A TRAINEE BOUNTY HUNTER/SCOUT AND PROBABLY HAS A MASSIVE CRUSH ON RAY LMFAO. ray is like lmfao (puts hand on head) u are So Short keith: kkkdjdjsjhdhdhfnfbfbfjgjfjfj rey voice god you have bad taste keith follows ray around like a puppy who wants to be helpful and ray doesnt particularly mind as long as he doesnt get in the way. but its like. this video (youtu.be/TJAqwSmbKJc)

SORRY KEITH HE LIKES HUNKS AND TWUNKS BUT UR TWINKISH TWUNK AT BEST but ray has a soft spot for him once keith proves he's actually super capable at his job puppy gets head pats god i wanna stick all my ocs in this au now jonah would be s service android who used to work for a family he really cherished but they were wiped out. so now he just. kind of drifts. AI technology is self learning so i believe at this point androids have largely gained sentience and semihumans treat them like one of them alister.... heh. fuck. i really want him to be an antagonist actually but a kind of misunderstood one. he's definitely the root of everything. he is probably the progenitor of the scourge and is a human mind implanted into a fully silicon body. who KNOWS how old he is in actuality he was a sick, dying child whose experimental treatment went horribly wrong but this silicon body is stronger, faster, better. he feels no pain anymore. he can walk and run. but he's also immortal. and he can't be with humans bc contact with him is toxic humans with weak resistances died immediately once the plague started. so all the humans left are those who resisted full corruption they went after the source of the plague, intending to kill to stop its spread but even when they did get to alister, they couldnt kill him and boy they tried! took him into labs and did horrible things! some succumbed to the plague from overexposure to him but nothing seemed to stop Alister decided he had enough, killed everyone in a haze, left, then decided to make silicon lifeforms he was lonely! all of them are precious to him and every time a hunter kills one, he mourns semihumans who become fully or mostly corrupted he considers part of his family too GOD I COULD MAKE AND PORT SO MANY OCS cade is about 60-70% corrupted. he's definitely in alister's ranks i gotta think tho bc i do want one pure human with the net terminal gene. probably hidden somewhere in one of those cryosomething freeze tanks idk if i have an oc pure enough to fit the role i gotta check my roster TO EXPLAIN THIS. you need the gene to access the netsphere the netsphere is like an evolved form of the internet that's sort of like heaven and also controls some things in base reality, like the robots that are in charge of automated construction of new structures- these have gone haywire which led to uncontrolled growth this is just canon material but my addition is that once alister went full silicon, he also unintentionally became connected to the netsphere without any real authority to do anything, but the system still detected a breach and it locked Everyone out after alister infected them originally only those of pure genetic pedigrees possessed the net gene haha i love caste systems but now they're all fucking Dead. i imagine life wasn't GREAT before the scourge but it was better than a semi-post-post scarcity environment where some places are uninhabitable so you have silicon life out hunting humans to protect alister, or just for territory, and security systems that have been tripped and now safeguards are running around killing everything that moves safeguards are like antivirus programs but like. in base reality

GOD ALISTER GROWN UP BUT LIKE EVIL AESTHETIC. ALL BLACK EVERYTHING. he definitely has morphing skills, he can connect himself to technology and easily control it bc hes not organic, innocent boy is now twisted and sitting on his throne of black, corrupted human bones truthfully though alister just... wants to successfully turn more humans into silicon so he can make friends and be happy it's sad that they don't usually survive. hundreds of years of loneliness dulled his moral compass the silicon close to him feel like they're not enough they are hideous but fully sentient and intelligent with the same emotions as humans but ig to alister it's not the same. he still loves them but. he truly was human in the past in the end silicon can't truly replace flesh alex... is a high level safeguard with sentience unlike the low level automated ones that attack everything fuck ALEX OF ALL MY OCS TAKES THE PLACE OF KILLY IN CANON THE FUCK he'd probably operate differently tho. way more compassion

"once i find the net terminal gene, most likely the system will begin to purge all impurities. any and all corrupted will likely die. ... but i see no reason to shorten the life of a man already dead." this includes the humans with resistances. people like rey, ray, keith all resistant humans are <50% corrupted. they cannot be allowed to live bc there is a chance exposure to toxic materials or alister will continue the process but i think alex would change his mind and try to find a way to cure it using the net terminal gene he makes friends with the bounty hunting group, aka keith and the twins... and eventually they will find dom and. oh god what if dom is 80+ percent corrupted what if they have to put her down I AM MAKING MYSELF UPSET

BUT FUCK IT WPULD BE A GOOD CATALYST FOR ALEX TO CHANGE HIS MIND ABOUT LETTING ALL THE CORRUPTED DIE AHHHHH also alex in an all black suit with a little cyan neck ribbon I LOVE MY OCS SORRY I ALSO LOVE BLAME AND SCIFI FUCK ME UP anyway i think im done for now but ughghfjgh im thinking about this for days