#also my friend says she loves you pepsi anon

[give-grian-rights]

Can I just drop something I really love about watcher Tubbo and Tommy? One of my friends pointed out Wilbur and Grian have the same eyes and general aesthetic for minecraft skins, so I have a crackpot au where Grian and Wilbur are siblings, so like... Putting those two aus together? Funny as shit. Grian shows up at Wilburs base after a while with T&T just like, "Hey Wilbur? Bro? I think these kids belong to you, can you take them back now? They might be minor gods now, not my fault, BYE!" -Pepsi

ISJDUIASKDSDSHLDSAD,,,,,

,,this this this this THIS IS A GIFT mx. pepsi. Every time I LOOK AT WILBUR’S SKIN I JUST KINDA STARE AT IT FOR A MOMENT LIKE “...I CAN DO SOMETHING WITH THIS” AND THEN I DON’T

this. this is iadilasjdsak.dsasdJ FUCKING AMAZING oh my god oh my GOD TOMMY STARTS LASHING OUT MORE AND GETTING MORE UNMANAGABLE-

EVENTUALLY HE STARTS TALKING ABOUT WILBUR .AND GRIAN JUST KINDA STARES FOR A MINUTE AND EVERYTHING CLICKS. UAISJDAUSDASD grian just showing up to wilbur like “:) funny story, i kidnapped these two from kidnappers, I heard they belong to you?”

[sevikasangel]

Not a fic request, just curious - Which Lana songs do u associate with each of the Arcane milfs?

♡ ��ʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴍɪʟꜰꜱ ᴀꜱ ʟᴅʀ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱ + ʙᴏɴᴜꜱ ♡

𝐚/𝐧: i 💗 u, anon. also, i chose the song from their s.o's perspective of them. :3

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠: grayson, camille ferros, cassandra, ambessa, sevika, renata (bonus - vi, samira, vayne). ~ wlw

ɢʀᴀʏꜱᴏɴ: ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ 💗

it's you, it's you, it's all for you

everything i do

i tell you all the time

heaven is a place on earth with you

tell me all the things you wanna do

i heard that you like the bad girls

honey, is that true?

it's better than i ever even knew

they say that the world was built for two

only worth living if somebody is loving you

and, baby, now you do

[...]

he holds me in his big arms

drunk and i am seeing stars

this is all i think of

watchin' all our friends fall

in and out of old paul's

this is my idea of fun

playin' video games

ᴄᴀᴍɪʟʟᴇ: ᴄɪɴɴᴀᴍᴏɴ ɢɪʀʟ 💗

cinnamon in my teeth

from your kiss, you're touching me

all the pills that you take

violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arm's length don't work

you try to push me out, but i just find my way back in

violet, blue, green, red to keep me out, i win

there's things i wanna say to you, but i'll just let you live

like if you hold me without hurting me

you'll be the first who ever did

there's things i wanna talk about, but better not to keep

but if you hold me without hurting me

you'll be the first who ever did

ᴄᴀꜱꜱᴀɴᴅʀᴀ: ᴄᴏʟᴀ

my pussy taste like pepsi cola

my eyes are wide like cherry pies

i gots a taste for men who are older

it's always been, so it's no surprise

ah, he's in the sky with diamonds

and he’s making me crazy

(i come alive, alive)

all he wants to do is party

with his pretty baby

come on baby, let’s ride

we can escape to the great sunshine

i know your wife and she wouldn’t mind

ᴀᴍʙᴇꜱꜱᴀ: ᴜʟᴛʀᴀᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ

he used to call me dn

that stood for deadly nightshade

'cause i was filled with poison

but blessed with beauty and rage

jim told me that

he hit me and it felt like a kiss

[...]

he used to call me poison

like i was poison ivy

i could've died right then

'cause he was right beside me

jim raised me up

he hurt me but it felt like true love

[...]

with his ultraviolence

ultraviolence

ultraviolence

ultraviolence

i can hear sirens, sirens

he hit me and it felt like a kiss

i can hear violins, violins

give me all of that ultraviolence

ꜱᴇᴠɪᴋᴀ: ꜰʟᴏʀɪᴅᴀ ᴋɪʟᴏꜱ

white lines, pretty baby, tattoos

don't know what they mean, they're special, just for you

white lines, baking powder on the stove

cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow

i feel you, pretty baby, feel me

turn it up hot, loving you is free

i like it down, like it down, way low

but you already know that, you already know

come on down to florida, i got somethin' for ya

we could see the kilos or the keys, baby, oh yeah

guns in the summertime, chic-a-cherry cola lime

prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my side

[...]

strung in my mouth and gold hoops

you like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool

white lines, pretty daddy, go skiing

you snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in

ʀᴇɴᴀᴛᴀ: ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴍᴀɴ

i don't know how you convince them and get them, but

i don't know what you do, it's unbelievable

i don't know how you get over, get over

someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you

one for the money, two for the show

i love you honey, i'm ready, i'm ready, to go

how did you get that way? i don't know

you're screwed up, and brilliant

look like a million dollar man

[...]

you've got the world, but baby at what price?

something so strange, hard to define

it isn't that hard boy, to like you or love you

i'd follow you down, down, down

you're unbelievable

if you're going crazy just grab me, take me

ᴠɪ: ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴏɴᴇꜱ

let's get out of this town, baby we're on fire

everyone around here wants to be going down, down

if you stick with me, i can take you higher, and higher

it feels like all of our friends are lost

nobody's found, found, found

i got so scared, i thought no one could save me

you came along scooped me up like a baby

every now and then, the stars align

boy and girl meet by the great design

could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?

everybody told me love was blind

then i saw your face and you blew my mind

finally, you and me are the lucky ones this time

ꜱᴀᴍɪʀᴀ: ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ

why, who me, why?

feet don't fail me now

take me to your finish line

oh my heart it breaks every step that i take

but i'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine

walking through the city streets

is it by mistake or design?

i feel so alone on a friday night

can you make it feel like home if i tell you you're mine?

it's like i told you, honey

don't make me sad, don't make me cry

sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, i don't know why

keep making me laugh

let's go get high

the road is long, we carry on

try to have fun in the meantime

come take a walk on the wild side

let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain

you like your girls insane

so choose your last words, this is the last time

'cause you and i, we were born to die

ᴠᴀʏɴᴇ: ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

i paint my nails black

i dye my hair a darker shade of brown

'cause you like your women spanish

dark, strong and proud

i paint the sky black

you said if you could have your way

you'd make a nighttime all today

so it'd suit the mood with your soul

but, oh, what can i do

to turn you on

or get through you?

oh, what can i do?

life is beautiful

but you don't have a clue

sun and ocean blue

that magnificence

it don't make sense to you

black beauty, oh

[inmyarmswrappedin]

Ages ago, I asked people to send me scenes they wanted me to compared across the Skams, and then I kinda ignored it. This wasn't intentional, but rather because I wanted to do the scenes in chronological order. And the one I got for s1 was the Eva/Jonas breakup scene.

The issue is that Jonas is a very misunderstood character in international fandom. I felt like I couldn't begin to compare the scenes without getting into the fundamental conflict between Eva and Jonas, and I couldn't do that without getting into why Jonas hates Russetide, and I couldn't do that without a long post that was going to swallow up whole the other 7 versions of the scene.

I've never really let go of the idea of doing those comparisons, even though the anons that sent the original asks are probably long gone. I thought of a bunch of different ways to approach the asks, but nothing worked for me. Until recently, where I just decided to first explain Russetide, then compare the different Skam opening speeches, and THEN I will finally compare the breakup scenes.

But instead of explaining Russetide itself, which I think most Skam fans more or less understand, I'm going to explain SJEIKEN 2015. This song perfectly encapsulates what Jonas hates about Russetide. In fact, he quotes it in one of the scenes where he's being a dick to Eva!

Russetide is a tradition in all of Norway, but western Oslo (where Skam is set) is one of the richest areas in the country and, as such, they really go above and beyond with it. A bus is better than a van, the buses have to be decked out with the best sound systems. The crew has to have not just hoodies but also headbands and other merch, and it all has to follow the theme the crew has chosen. And if you really are the hottest of hot shit, then you actually commission legit artists to write a theme song for your bus. We can see this in s2, where the girls discuss The Penetrators theme song.

There are a bunch of different Norwegian artists that you can commission for your Russe song, but the most famous are probably TIX and the Pøssy Project. The Pøssy Project is a group of multiple songwriters, but all of its members have chosen to keep their identites anonymous because, as it turns out, ~Norwegian adults~ think everything I'm about to explain is trashy and disdainful. The one artist in The Pøssy Project that has always owned his participation in it is Andreas Haukeland, better known as TIX. (You might also know him as this year's ESC entry for Norway.) Why does TIX stand by these songs? Idk, probably because they're extremely popular, chart well, and make money, and by standing by them, he gets to perform them in gigs and profit off those creations.

SJEIKEN 2015 has featured twice in Skam, first in s1e1. It's also the song Pepsi Max is singing when they party at Sana's place in s4. And SJEIKEN 2015 featured so prominently in Skam because the song became a runaway hit the year before (the 2014-15 school year), breaking into the Norwegian charts as well as Spotify most playeds in Norway. It is a tremendously popular song that people loved.

So, who or what is SJEIKEN 2015 about? SJEIKEN is a 2015 Russe crew (meaning they graduated high school in 2015) who chose to make their Russe theme about... oil sheikhs. That is what sjeiken means. The song itself is about an oil sheikh called Sheikh Yer Bouti who declares tonight to be free of rules. His 400 wives are allowed to get drunk and be whores, just for tonight. Here are the lyrics:

Now, TIX has recently tried to become a mature artist, and so he was recently asked about SJEIKEN 2015 (again, a song he performs to this day). This was his response:

At a party, I met a girl who was crying over a boy she liked. She had built up her expectations that this would be the night she finally hooked up with him, but she was afraid that if she did, the guys would call her "whore". I thought about it a bit… It's actually quite true - if a boy hooks 10 girls at a party he is a legend, but if a girl hooks up with only one boy she may risk being called loose. That's absolutely ridiculous! So I said to her, "Tonight you are allowed to be a whore. Tonight you are allowed to hook up with him.”

And like, I just want to say this response is horseshit, first of all lol. But in case you for some reason thought this was supposed to be like a feminist anthem for a girls' russe buss (a crew like Los Losers for instance), let me share a picture of the SJEIKEN Russe crew:

(Count the moc... Oh wait, there aren't any.)

SJEIKEN (the Russe crew) also participated at a Russe event back in 2015. Here is how they chose to stage their song:

(The one thing I can say about this is that the boy playing a niqabi doesn't appear to have taken it off at any point, which is better than Skam Italia did.)

At this point, you might think that perhaps Jonas might have reason to be appalled that Eva, who he assumed shared his values, decided to get involved in Russefeiring. However, one other thing about Russefeiring is that literally EVERY YOUNG PERSON in Norway is supposed to love all of this shit. My evidence is very anecdotal, but I once asked a Norwegian high school student how many people aren't involved in Russefeiring. He said everyone is, the only people who aren't are the friendless losers. I also came across a Norwegian young woman's blog who said she preferred talking to people from abroad, because she didn't have to explain to them that she never actually did Russe, because to admit she hadn't, would immediately show her to have been a total outcast in high school. Like, this is an issue for people into their twenties.

So Jonas isn't just taking a stance to be cool, the fact that he is vocally opposed to Russefeiring in every way makes him (and the boy squad) total losers. In fact, Chris Schistad referred to Jonas as a nerd and the boy squad plainly wasn't in William's radar at all. It wasn't a thing like in Skam NL, where Kes' squad was leagues and miles above Noah's squad in terms of coolness (MOTHERfucker... don't even try to tell me Gijs was cooler than Kes lmao). Jonas would've been seen as a loser and a burnout, and that's what Jonas was talking about when he told Eva that she was always doing the popular thing to do. Because he very staunchly refused to participate in this tradition, despite the fact that doing so made him an outcast, because, for him, THAT was the moral thing to do.

Having read all this (you poor soul), and being on tumblr like you are, is it really that unthinkable that Jonas would think that Russefeiring and the culture associated with it is crap? Do you really think a 16-year old has the nuance to say, "you know, Russefeiring stands for everything I hate, but since you're friendless because of me, and this is your chance at having friends, I will put my ideals aside and support you in this." Absolutely not lmao. How many of you would even now shit on friends if they stepped outside the line of what tumblr considers woke? How many people on twitter turn on each other for transgressions like stanning the wrong Skams? Jonas was shitty because he was super rigid in what he considered the right way to behave, but in that sense, he was actually one of the most accurate portrayals of a specific type of Gen Z. Unlike idk, characters who quote fucking Animal Farm to talk about school festivals.

(And NOW that all of that has been established, I can finally begin dissecting season 1 lol.)

[swiftgronmasterpost]

GRYLES!!!

Rebuilding the Gryles Timeline expertly crafted here because I’m always afraid of broken links and people going private and losing data.

Not only is there a ton of great evidence that these guys were dating such as Harry leaving Nick’s place in the morning wearing the same clothes as he’d worn the night before, I’ve also got a friend who works in the UK music industry and she did tell me these guys did date.  Nick is 100% out as gay so it really does all add up.

Gryles very obviously takes place during Haylor, debunking Harry as the 1989 muse, and if it’s not Harry you do have to wonder... who with green eyes and an obsession with Alice and Wonderland was heavily featured in Taylor’s life and then disappeared before 1989 - a breakup album about someone with green eyes who seems to relate to Alice in Wonderland drops?

You get it.

Anyway here’s Gryles:

This is a little game I like to call "let's talk about Nick/Harry dates and how they line up with Harry leaving and entering the country".

06. February 5th 2012 - Harry and Nick go to a Super Bowl party together.

One Direction in Sweden February 12th - 14th. (Came home by train on the 14th.)

07. February 14, 2012 - VALENTINE'S DAY!

08. February 18, 2012 - Stella McCartney Fashion show with Nick's mom.

09. February 21, 2012 - Brit Awards!

10. February 22, 2012 - They attend a party together. (Nick might have been DJing?)

11. February 23, 2012 - Harry spotted leaving Nick Grimshaw's flat in the same outfit he was wearing the night before.

The morning of February 23rd One Direction flies to the US for their tour and doesn't return to the UK until April 24th, 2012.

This trip is supposedly where Haylor 1.0 happens.  Harry supposedly meets Taylor at the KCA’s on March 31 and they fall for one another.  Taylor supposedly goes to NYC to be with Harry (even though she spends the whole time with Dianna) during the first week of April.  Then they supposedly enter into a long distance relationship that is broken up because Harry was seen out with another girl.

All the while the last thing Harry does before he leaves the UK is spend the night with Nick and then the first thing he does is goes back to him.

Yeah, I’m not buying Haylor 1.0 it seems pretty clear to me that Taylor wanted to pin I Knew You Were Trouble on Harry as a big pop anthem to support her transition to pop.  I think it’s even possible they faked Harry being spotted out with that girl or perhaps he and Nick had some kind of agreement.  I’m not saying Gryles was always exclusive (they may have been), but regardless I don’t see Red era Taylor being cool enough to share her boyfriend with a man.

12. April 25, 2012 - Nick and Harry out together the morning after he returned.

Harry also calls into Nick's radio show on the 25th and confirms that the first thing he did upon returning on the 24th was meet up with Nick and Matt Fincham for drinks so one can theorize he probably crashed w/ Nick that night.

Harry goes to LA by himself on May 1st and returns to the UK on the 5th.

May 5th, 2012 - Harry out with Annie Mac and Nick. (Thanks to my anon for clueing me into this little gem of information.)

13. May 7th, 2012 - Harry and Nick out with friends

One Direction goes to Sweden from May 10th to May 16th.

14. May 17, 2012 - The Sun reports Harry driving Nick to work.

Also out shopping together

15. May 19, 2012 - Nick posts a picture to his instragram from the Kanye West/Jay Z show at the O2.

Who cares right? So he went to see a show. But then.

Hey guess what happened the very next day? One Direction flew to Boston on May 20th, 2012 to start their summer tour in the U.S. They're gone from the 20th to July 3rd.

16. July 5, 2012 - Nick and Harry attend the launch of Tinie Tempah's shoes line.

There's some downtime and vacation time here where Harry disappears for a week while Louis is France w/ Eleanor, Niall goes to Spain, Liam and Danielle are on vacation, etc and then One Direction goes back to work July 11th recording and doing photo shoots.

17. July 19, 2012 - Harry goes out with Nick and Aimee and tweets this.

18. August 10, 2012 - Harry attends Nick's 28th birthday party at La Bodega Negra.

Pregaming before the party!

Outside La Bodega Negra

19. August 11, 2012 - Primrose Hill picnic

20. August 20, 2012 - One Direction visit Nick at BBCR1 to announce their headlining of the BBC Radio 1 Teen Choice Awards.

21. August 25, 2012 -

Nick and Harry go to lunch. (Would also like to point out that they are switching places and that Harry is going to the driver's side of Nick's car :333)

and then to Reading Festival

then Nick accompanies Harry to Liam's party at Funky Buddha

and then they leave together and go see Rita Ora at G.A.Y.

22. August 26, 2012 - The morning after, Nick tweets a shot of his hangover breakfast from Harry's Range Rover (Nick owns a Mercedes).

then a lunch date with several people

They spend this entire day together and this is the day the pics of them in the grocery store  are taken where Nick buys Harry a banana, etc

and then Harry drops Nick off for his nighttime show and picks him up again to take him to/stay with him while Nick DJs at Wonderland nightclub.

(Although, lbr. Given what we learn from Nick's final nighttime show about how often Harry hung around the studio, he probably never left.)

Wonderland! (the only time that fucking song has any bearing on Harry and he’s off being a MLM king)

23. August 28, 2012 - Leaving Nick's flat

spotted in the studio w/ Nick at BBCR1

24. August 30, 2012 - Harry films the Breakfast Show advert for Nick's #Team Grimmy commercial and then they go to Mahiki Club that night.

25. August 31, 2012 - Harry goes with Nick to his DJ gig at Paradise

and then to karaoke afterward

The lo and behold One Direction flies to Florida the very next day to film their Pepsi commercial. They're gone until September 11th.

on September 6, 2012 Taylor has Sushi with Ed and Harry in LA supposedly signaling the start of Haylor 2.0 as if Harry is not fully boyfriends with Nick.

26. September 12, 2012 - Nick's final nighttime show. (this was a gif of them being cute and playing around but I was too lazy to bring it over, you get it they’re touchy, flirty, and playful):

Nick and Aimee go on vacation together from the 14th to the 18th.

27. September 18, 2012 - This dude says he spotted Harry Styles waiting in arrivals at the airport while waiting for his sister's flight to arrive insinuating perhaps Harry was traveling with Nick and Aimee:

28. September 20, 2012 - iTunes Festival where One Direction was interviewed by Nick and Annie Mac

29. Harry calls into Nick's first Breakfast Show on September 25, 2012. Then they meet up after to see Perks of Being a Wallflower together. I can't find the tweets from the ladies who saw them there, but Nick and Emma Watson confirm later that Harry was indeed there.

30. September 29, 2012 - Spotted at Waitrose together and then the following morning Nick regales his listeners with the tale of a Spinach pie he made for a ~friend~.

31. October 5th (or 6th?), 2012 - Preparation for Ladz FM

But also on October 5th, Taylor is on Nick’s show:

32. October 6, 2012 - Ladz FM

Supposedly on this show Nick gives Harry hell for Taylor, the Haylor timeline I like puts it this way:

“One Direction and Harry make an appearance on Nick’s show the following day, and they talk about Taylor on-air for 4 minutes straight. Nick teases Harry by saying “Ol’ Swiftyyyy” over and over again when she is brought up in the conversation.” Yup that’s right, Nick was giving his own boyfriend shit about his fake girlfriend 😭😭😭 this is why I fuck w Nick’s energy.

then they went for lunch in notting hill (no Taylor? why not Harry aren’t you so happy to be back with her and in love w her?)

33. October 7, 2012 - BBC Teen Choice Awards

One Direction doing promotion for the new album.

Paris - October 11, 2012

Ireland - October 12, 2012

Manchester - October 16, 2012

Leeds - October 17, 2012

34. October 19, 2012 - Lunch in London

October 31 - One Direction in Spain

Early November One Direction goes to the US for Ellen, X Factor USA, and The Today Show. After The Today Show Harry flies to LA while the rest of One Direction goes back to London. Harry writes a song with the lead singer of Snow Patrol and rumors start flying about him hooking up with Taylor Swift.

Harry arrives back in London on November 16, 2012.

35. November 16, 2012 - Children in Need benefit concert

November 30th One Direction goes back to the U.S. for one off shows and MSG show. Haylor happens.

Harry returns to London on December 8th via Taylor's private jet and plays the Jingle Ball with the rest of One Direction. Harry and Taylor tour the UK together until December 15th when Taylor leaves for France.  Meanwhile Dianna heads out on a mystery 14 hour long flight on December 14th.

36. December 16, 2012 - Roast Dinner!

One Direction returns to the U.S. for the X Factor USA finale. Harry stays in the U.S. and goes on a ski vacation with Taylor Swift, Justin Bieber, and Selena Gomez.

He returns to the UK on December 24th.

37. December 25, 2012 - Late night Christmas leftovers. (Yes they’re spending Christmas together, that’s boyfriend behavior!)

Harry and Nick both leave London on the 29th (Nick for Puerto Rico and Harry for NYC) Harry spends New Years with Taylor and Nick spends New Years with Pixie, Aimee, and the rest of the hipster crew. Harry and Taylor then fly to Gorda British Virgin Islands where they are supposed to vacation until the 7th. Taylor leaves on the 4th and Harry goes to Necker Island alone. Tabloids say Harry and Taylor have broken up.

And that’s it for Haylor!

Harry arrives back in the UK on January 8th

38. January 8, 2013 - Sushi lunch date! (tweet confirming nick was also there.)

and harry with the girl who tweeted it.

39. January 10, 2013 - Tinie Tempah's GQ dinner.

The party was for people on the British GQ best dressed list (Nick was on it. Harry was not.)

Jessie J puts a picture of the table cards from her table on instagram. Harry doesn't have one which, you know. I'll just be here imagining him as Nick's + 1.

One Direction fly to Ghana on the 12th or 13th and return on the 15th. On the 16th Harry calls into Grimmy’s show to talk about how Fincham DOES NOT LOOK LIKE A MEMBER OF ONE DIRECTION. Finchy asks Harry when he’s back and Harry says “in a couple of days”. (Small side note here that I don’t think Finchy and Harry are at the level of friends where they keep track of one another’s schedules so the only way Finchy could have known that Harry was heading back out of town to Japan that very day is if Nick told him.)

One Direction in Japan from January 16th to the 20th.

I'm not going to count this as a time they were together because I have no hard evidence, but the night of January 20th Harry was spotted in a grocery store buying wine and Annie Mac mentions on her show that Nick ditched coming over for dinner that evening to have a friend round to his house instead. We assume it was Harry, but w/o actual proof I don't want to say it concretely.

40. January 21, 2013 - Baking for Radio 1! (Tweet confirming the friend was Harry.)

Nick tells this story the morning of the 22nd about how he forgot he had to bake, so he got up from bed, went to the store for supplies, and forgot eggs. So, he texted his friend who was coming over to bring eggs and then Nick baked while his friend yelled at him to add more butter.

41. January 22, 2013 - Watching Great British Bake Off

Do what you will with this one. Obviously there is not definite way to tell if this is Harry or not, but given the evidence of the amount of time they spend together that has been laid forth thus far, I feel comfortable saying those are indeed Harry's legs.

42. January 31, 2013 - Out for Harry's birthday at La Bodega Negra (the same place they celebrated Nick's birthday.)

Nick also went to Groucho Club afterward with Harry and mentioned on his show this morning that he hadn't slept at all. (He was still wearing the same outfit.)

43. February 1, 2013 - Aimee tweets about being in the car with Nick en route to play Laser Quest. (Can't imagine who they might be playing with.)

Nick tweeted this :)

Never

Getting

Over

This

February 19, 2013 - PreBrit Awards Dinner Hosted by Nick!

THEIR SMILEY LITTLE FACES. :3

Legit SHARING A TAXI ON THE WAY HOME

2/20/13 - At the Brit Awards together!

Leaving an after party!

taking a cab to Nick's house so Nick can change for work

hands hands hands

At Nick's flat

 2/21/13 - On The Breakfast show the morning after the Brits!

Harry on The Breakfast Show!

2/23/2013 - Nick attends One Direction's first show at the O2 in London

THE DROUGHT IS OVER!!!

8/21/2013 - Nick interviews Harry, Zayn, and Liam for TBS

Then Nick and Harry hook up later for dinner.

September 12, 2013

Harry gets off the plane from LAX, gets on the tube and meets Nick at an Elton John concert

Harry and Nick's dad at the concert, posted to Nick's instagram.

September 13, 2013

This person says they saw nick and Harry at Apartment 58 (members only club) together

https://twitter.com/LightbownL/status/378610145271771136

But, Sadie Frost also posted a picture of her and Nick getting ready to go out for LFW with no mention of Harry, so the tweet could be false facts.

But then! September 14, 2013

Sadie posts this picture of Nick sleeping on her sofa

Followed by this picture of Harry posing with her daughter

And then Nick and Harry went to Henry Hollands show at LFW together

Then to a pub with Gemma, Kelly Osborn and others

Then to dinner with James Corden and his wife

September 15, 2013

September 17, 2013 - Fashion Show East in London

November 9, 2013 - Breakfast with Anne and Robin at the Wolseley.

So Anne tweeted this in the morning. You can see the Wolseley logo at the top of the plate.

Then this girl got a pic with Harry at the Wolseley during his breakfast with Anne and Robin.

and she confirmed that Nick was eating with them https://twitter.com/alexandra_imper/status/400204985222193152

Then off to Selfridges to shop!

At Alexa Chung's birthday party!

November 10, 2013 - Ladz instagram and Aimee Phillips birthday party!

LADZ VIDEO!

November 30, 2013

Harry playing with Puppy at Nick's house.

Poppy Delevingne's hen party!

Leaving Groucho club.

December 1, 2013

Primrose Hill lighting ceremony!

Nick with Daisy Lowe and his dad!

Then this girl met Nick

https://twitter.com/rpcheald/status/407224559687852032/photo/1

and saw Harry

https://twitter.com/rpcheald/status/407209332858552320

Class of '92 movie premiere

Nick and his dad on the red carpet

Harry meeting Beckham!

December 4, 2013 - London Fashion Awards

February 17, 2014 - Taking a random taxi ride?????

and leaving Nick's flat

March 29, 2014

Sleepover at Harry's house!

Nick posted this on instagram

http://instagram.com/p/mHpTBdPJyt/

At the time we weren't sure it was Harry's drive but...

https://twitter.com/cuppanarryx/status/481310537817399296/photo/1

Hiya, doggie.

Also Nick's tweet from the morning after just because.

https://twitter.com/grimmers/status/449814322399940609

May 24, 2014 - Radio 1's Big Weekend

May 28, 2014 - Barry's BC London

And link to post about the other tweets x

June 8, 2014

Nick attends One Directions show at Wembley Stadium.

June 12, 2014

Harry at Nick driving around London in a Ferrari.

and another tweet about the Ferarri sighting.

https://twitter.com/ItsJustMikey/status/477133631602065408

Then later that evening Harry went to Nick's for his World Cup barbecue and fans took pics with Harry outside Nick's house.

[birdhouse-of-shadows]

Hello everyone! So here is a fic that I left in my askbox for a hot minute lol. This was all submitted by an anon who you may or may not have seen a few times. This is a compilation of all of the asks and the whole story.

My comments will be in green, any notes from the author will be in blue and the rest will be in the normal text color.

PLEAAASEE be careful if you are sensitive to the following subjects:

Tw: Child Abuse, torture, multiple abusive foster homes, bondage(kinda, quirk inhibiting cuffs), Heavy injury, blood, smoking,

im currently running on no sleep and a bottle of pepsi, sour this is sloppy asf I apologize in advance 😗

im in an angst mood, so i come with this.

Tokoyami’s biological parents abandoned him when he was four. To this day he has no idea why, and has very little memory of them. All of his memories take place in one of the seven abusive foster homes he lived in before he entered U.A.. Over the course of that time, Fumikage has accumulated a large variety of scars, from deep, jagged scars, to cigarette burns, to just really, really bad bruises. Out of all the foster homes he’s been in, none of Fumikage’s foster parents have been fond of mutants, or mutant-type quirks. In several of the foster homes, Fumikage was forced to wear quirk suppressant cuffs 24/7, since his parents “didn’t want a monster running rampant in their house.” Between his mutation, and the violent tendencies of Dark Shadow, Fumikage was basically what nobody wanted in a child. His foster parents would yell every possible derogatory insult at Fumikage, saying he should’ve never been born, even though they weren’t even his real parents. Over time, the verbal abuse would mess with Fumikage’s mind. He’d stare at himself in the mirror, wondering why he was born the way he was, and why he’s the monster everyone says he is. And just when he thought the verbal abuse couldn’t get any worse, as he got older, his foster parents would resort to physical punishment. At first, it wasn’t that bad, at least, in Fumikage’s eyes. Just a slap here and there, plus some cigarette burns on his arms and shoulders. It was painful, but he fought through it, knowing no one would come to help him. But over time, the “discipline” would get even more brutal. It doesn’t matter what he did, every little thing seemed to set his parents off. From accidentally breaking something, to giving a snide comment unannounced, it wasn’t often that Fumikage went to bed at night without being beaten sometime before then. He would be pinned down by his throat and violently beaten with whatever blunt object was nearby. He eventually gave up trying to apologize, as it somehow only upset his parents even more. Once, when he was eleven years old, Fumikage was beaten with a glass vase after pushing one of his foster siblings. The glass eventually shattered, and the broken ends of the vase dug into Fumikage’s back, leaving horrible, jagged cuts all over him. Witnessing Fumikage being beaten day after day made Dark Shadow feel overwhelmingly guilty. Fumikage was in quirk suppressant cuffs ninety percent of the time, so Dark Shadow was pretty much helpless in most situations. Those damned cuffs made it feel like an invisible wall was put up between where Dark Shadow resided, and the outside world. A wall that agonizingly sat between Dark Shadow, and Fumikage’s safety. There were nights when Fumikage lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling, his body numbed by pain. Whether he was laying in a bed or not, unfortunately varied by foster home. But it was on those nights where Dark Shadow would apologize profusely to Fumikage, saying that they’re nothing more than the monster that brought misery to Fumikage’s life. Saying that they’re the reason Fumikage gets beaten so often, and yet do nothing to help him. They vow that once they’re in a safer home, away from their abusers, that they will always protect Fumikage. Always. But by then…Fumikage had already fallen asleep.

Overall, Tokoyami’s home life…was nothing worth smiling about. Thankfully, his time at school was less painful. He often got comments about his looks, saying that he was ugly and all that, but by then, he was more than used to it. Eventually, he faded into the shadows (no pun intended) at most of his schools. He eventually was just forgotten about, which truthfully, didn’t bother him. It was a bit lonely, sure, but it was much better than constantly being beaten simply for existing. In Fumikage’s eyes, school was just a break from his disastrous home life. Though, he tended not to talk during class, and had very little interaction with his teachers, for…reasons. Even so, it was actually during his first year of middle school where Fumikage discovered his dream of being a hero. Just because he was spared from the excessive discrimination of mutants, others happened to be less fortunate. Fumikage would witness how his fellow mutants were treated by others. They had their work stolen, their bags dumped out, over were overall just treated like dirt compared to everyone else. So anytime Tokoyami saw a fellow mutant, or anyone really, being bullied, he’d go and help them, telling them that they don’t deserve to take shit for the way they look, or what their quirk is, and that quirks don’t make villains, it’s how those quirks are used, meaning that the people bullying them are more like villains than they will ever be. With his newfound motivation, Tokoyami decided that he wanted to become a hero to show others that they don’t have to fear who they were born to be, or, as he put it, “To not be daunted by their inner darkness. Instead, to embrace such, and with it, become your best self.” Love that for him honestly. One of the students he helped was a tall, slim girl with a head reminiscent to that of an elephant, her most notable feature being her long trunk that was about the length of her entire upper body. She was shy, and avoided any sort of conflict like the plague. At one point she was harassed by another group of girls, before Tokoyami came and stopped them. He gave his long winded, motivational speech to her, and saying she was grateful was quite the understatement, and the next day, as a thank-you gift, gave Tokoyami a red choker, saying that it was just like the one Dark Crystal wore, knowing how much Tokoyami admired the hero. (In other words, he never shut up about him) Tokoyami relayed his gratitude countless times to her, and the two agreed to become friends, even though they wouldn’t see eachother often. Reluctantly, the girl also pointed out the horrible scars and bruises on Tokoyami’s neck, and figured that he’d want to cover them. Tokoyami stiffened at the mention of his scars, but continued thanking her anyway. The two often saw eachother in the halls and waved at one another, on friendly terms, but strangely enough, they never spoke again.

It was also around that time that he became more interactive with Dark Shadow, and began to explore more darker concepts. He founded a love for reading, specifically horror novels and manga. He also became fascinated with poetry (specifically the edgy variety), both reading and writing it. He found that writing poetry gave him an outlet for expressing both himself, and Dark Shadow’s feelings, without having to risk angering his foster parents. Eventually, the tone found written by his favorite poets began to make its way into Fumikage’s speech patterns. He felt more comfortable with it, and it wasn’t something people easily understood, which ultimately meant his foster parents would just ignore him, thinking he was going through an emo phase. And miraculously, it worked. Although he was still physically and verbally abused throughout his middle school years, his foster parents eventually backed off, as Fumikage became more introverted. Now, he’d look in the mirror at all of his scars, and use his past trauma as motivation for becoming a hero. Though, it wasn’t easy. Those painful memories would always come flooding back whenever he looked at those scars. Since he spent most of his life surrounded by abusive adults, he believed that most adults were the same way, and refrained from speaking with adults at all, in fear of angering them. Hearing them yell would make him flinch out of pure instinct, and being stuck alone with an adult would make him an anxious mess. But he did his best to mask this fear with the brooding, edgy side of him. It was his best, and pretty much only way of coping with this fear. He tried his best to overcome his anxiety, but it was never that easy. But he managed to get through middle school mostly unscathed.

And finally, after three agonizingly long paragraphs, Fumikage makes it into U.A.. Of course, that didn’t exempt him from any of his current foster parent’s rules. He had to keep quirk cuffs in his bag at all times, and if he came home without them on, he would be beaten. Tokoyami remained obedient, not wanting to show up to his first day at U.A. beaten half to death. Armed with his scars, his motivation, and of course, Dark Shadow, Tokoyami entered U.A with confidence. And everyone… was so nice???? Almost immediately after he sat in his designated seat in class 1-A, people came up to him, talking to him. He met a variety of different students, some more…mellow than others. But overall, he liked his class. But the teacher? Well…not so much. In Tokoyami’s eyes, the man who dubbed himself their homeroom teacher, Mr. Aizawa, was completely and utterly terrifying. ‘He probably has a machete hidden in that sleeping bag ready to kill us at any moment-‘ Dark Shadow said on the first day. Tokoyami couldn’t help but agree. But not in a comedic way. Something about Aizawa was all too reminiscent of one of his foster fathers, specifically the one who gave him all of the scars on his back, after beating him with a glass vase. Any time he was around him, he was anxious. But eventually, little did Fumikage know, this man who he deemed “terrifying” would eventually become one of the people he trusted the most.

okay okay I’ll stop for now, I’ll write more eventually, but I’ll wait until this is answered so I won’t be flooding your asks, and I promise I will never submit anything this long ever again 😖

part 2 yee yee

also, as you can tell, i have heavily observed canon, and elected to ignore it :)

Fumikage’s year so far was hectic. No, scratch that. It was hellish. It seemed like everywhere the class went together, they were attacked by villains. Aizawa seemed to be getting more and more tired by the day. Fumikage didn’t blame him, as he had a class full of trouble magnets. But following the skirmish at the forest training camp, and All Might’s retirement, things seemed to be looking up, at least a little bit. However, there was rumor going around that U.A. was planning to implement a form system, leaving Fumikage with mixed feelings. One on hand, he was ecstatic. He could finally, even if it was just for a short time, get away from his foster home. The training camp incident left Fumikage shaken more than he’d like, and having to deal with verbal abuse at the hands of his father wasn’t doing him any favors. After being released from the hospital, his father berated him four what felt like hours after hearing that he’d lost control of Dark Shadow. The day he got home, without any second thought, his father grabbed him by his shirt collar (which hurt more than it should have due to the fresh bruises on Fumikage’s back) and mercilessly screamed at him. Even though it only lasted about ten minutes, it felt like forever. He was forced to stand just inches away from his father, the thick smell of cigarette smoke emitting from his breath. Dark Shadow shrunk within him, trying desperately to drown out the heinous comments that they’re directly responsible for. Following the “lecture”, as his father like to call it, Fumikage was put back into his quirk cuffs, but this time, as what his parents described as a “precaution”, he had a thick, tight quirk suppressant collar locked around his neck. It dug through Fumikage’s skin, and it felt like he was being strangled. Even so, just like everything he’d been through up to that point, he had to bear with it. He tiredly trudged back to his room, or, well, it was a linen closet. He had a small pile of blankets that acted as his bed, as well as several books lined up neatly against the wall. He’d read most of them several times already, but other that his phone, it was pretty much his only source of entertainment. The closet was always freezing, and he was rarely allowed out. But Fumikage always forced himself to be grateful for having a roof over his head at all, since he knew there were always going to be people who were less fortunate. With a sigh, he lay down on his small pile of blankets. He curled up within himself, trying his best to keep warm. Normally, one of his siblings slip whatever packaged food their parents gave them under the door. It always tasted like it went bad two weeks ago, but at this point, to Fumikage, fuck it, food was food. But much to his dismay, Fumikage’s parents told him that he was “on punishment”. And while on punishment, he knew well enough, that they refuse to feed him. Over the last 18 months that he’d been living in that foster home, he’d been on punishment five times, and during that time, he lost a very unhealthy amount of weight, and his overall health tanked. But, like he said for every terrible thing that’s befallen him over the past 12 years, he was used to it. So, Fumikage went the next three days without eating a single thing.

But it was after those three days, when Fumikage’s life changed. Whether it was for better or worse, he was forced to wait and see.

One morning, or…was it evening? It was hard to tell when you’re stuck in a dark linen closet with no sense of time whatsoever. But anyway, Fumikage woke up shivering, not that he wasn’t used to that. But he did hear the faint sound of his parents talking. However, there was one other voice. Fumikage’s hearing wasn’t the best, with him being a bird and everything, but he knew that voice. He knew that voice from anywhere. It was Aizawa’s. Fumikage forced himself up. His back was stiff, and the thick collar around his neck weighed him down. His stomach was begging for food, but that wasn’t important. He smoothed out his feathers best he could, and quietly opened the closet door. He could hear Aizawa conversing with his parents, and they talked about the newly constructed dorms. Aizawa explained that for the Fumikage’s safety, he requested that Fumikage lives in a secure dorm system. He’d have his own room, full access to a kitchen full of food, and of course, he’d have a common space to mingle with his peers. To Fumikage, it sounded like heaven, but unfortunately, his parents weren’t having it. They went on and on about how Fumikage would put his peers in danger with his destructive quirk. Aizawa, thankfully, wasn’t willing to put up with them either. He went on to tell them about how Fumikage has excelled with the control of Dark Shadow. Fumikage felt a warm feeling in his stomach after hearing his teacher, that same one he’s so afraid of, speak so highly of him. But there was one thing that left Aizawa’s mouth that his parents really couldn’t respond to. “Well, why not let Fumikage have a say in this? Where is he?” he asked them. There was something about his teacher’s tone that showed that he knew exactly what he was doing. Fumikage looked down at himself. He was still wearing the same black long sleeved shirt and blue jeans that he’d worn three days ago. His quirk cuffs were tight around his wrists, and his collar, though he’d gotten used to the feeling, was madly uncomfortable around his neck. He had two choices. Go down there and let Aizawa witness firsthand the extent of Fumikage’s constant neglect, and risk being punished even further by his parents, or play it safe, and potentially let Aizawa find him on his own. But…the world was never that nice to him, so instead, Fumikage heard an irritated sigh, and footsteps coming up the stairs. Hurriedly, Fumikage shut the closet door and sat back down against the wall. Just moments later, he watched the closet door open, and felt his father’s sultry gaze fall on him. He grabbed his arm and pulled him up to his feet. He took the cuffs off of Fumikage, and let them fall to the floor. Before taking off the collar, he leaned down, glaring daggers at his foster son. “You say anything out of place boy, and I reopen those cuts on your back, god help you.” he said in a low growl. Fumikage stiffened, the memory of jagged glass tearing his skin open flashing through his mind. He nodded, and took a breath of air as the collar was removed. He really didn’t care that all he breathed in was cigarette smoke. That feeling of being strangled by a metal collar was finally gone, even if just for a little while. His father grabbed his wrist, and dragged him down to the living room, where Aizawa sat across from his mother.

Aizawa knew right away that there was something seriously off. Tokoyami had a few feathers out of place, and his shirt hung limply over him. He looked like he hadn’t eaten in a week. But what pisses Aizawa off the most, was something Tokoyami was clearly trying to hide, and that was the dark ring of bruises around his wrists. He really needed to confront his student about how these two were treating him. But for now, he just needed to get the kid to agree to move into the dorms. He watched the avian teen sit down between his two caretakers. The boy looked very uncomfortable, almost afraid. Aizawa felt his gaze soften upon seeing his student in the state he was, but he had to do what he came here for. So he directed his gaze to Tokoyami, and asked him his thought of moving into U.A.’s dorms. It concerned him hearing how fast Tokoyami answered. “I’d be glad to.” He responded almost instantly. “It would be a great opportunity to get to know my peers better, no?” He looked to his mother, who gave him an irritated look. Aizawa held back a smirk. The kid had a way with words, that was for sure. Aizawa cleared his throat, and spoke up. “Well, it seems he’s all for it.” he said, looking at the two adults in front of him. They looked very unamused. The boy’s mother rubbed her temples, and sighed. “Fine, fine.” she grumbled. “But if Fumikage has any issues with behavior whatsoever, so let us know.” She said, giving her son a pointed look. Aizawa nodded, and stood up. “I doubt that will be an issue, he’s very well behaved.” he said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear. His eyes fell to his student. He once again noticed the loose feathers sticking out from the sides of the boy’s head. There were only about two or three, but Aizawa took the initiative anyway. He leaned down toward Tokoyami, and smoothed out his feathers carefully. The boy stiffened, but relaxed. Once Aizawa was satisfied, he stood back up. Tokoyami brought a hand to the side of his head, and gave Aizawa a dumbfounded look. The man gave him an amused look, and turned around toward the door. “I’ll see you in a few days, Tokoyami.” he said, laying his hand on the doorknob. The teen nodded in response, and Aizawa left the house.

As soon as he shut the door, Aizawa clenched his fists. Of course he noticed Tokoyami’s disheveled-looking appearance. But there was one thing, one tiny little thing, that Tokoyami did. Since the moment he sat down, to the moment Aizawa left. Tokoyami rested one arm on his leg, and began tapping his knee. Aizawa didn’t think much of it at first, but then he remembered something he learned while he was still in training. Whenever someone did that, no matter the age, it was a warning sign. Tokoyami was trying to get his attention the entire time.

There was something seriously wrong.

And that’s it for part two I suppose. I feel like this part is significantly worse than the last one, but when it comes down to it, consistency isn’t my thing 🙃

i forgot to proofread part two before submitting it so uh….if there are typos to there aren’t <3

Its perfectly fine!! I never saw them~

part 3 let’s goooo

After Aizawa left, Fumikage relaxed his hand over his knee. He really hoped his teacher noticed his warning sign, but whether he did or not, he was still stuck with his parents until he moved into the dorms. A sudden wave of unease fell over him. He knew his parents were staring him down. And he knew they were not happy. He took at deep breath, and met his father’s gaze. The man’s eyes narrowed. “You got somethin’ to say, brat?” he spat through gritted teeth. Fumikage shrugged. He knew he wouldn’t be living with his foster parents for much longer, which made pushing their buttons much more tempting. He held back a smirk. “Me? Oh no. Although, judging by that look on your face, I figured you’d have something to say, no?” the teen hummed. He rested his elbows on his knees, and tilted his head. Fumikage watched his father’s eyelid twitch. It was quite amusing, really. “Just get your ass upstairs, brat. I don’t want another goddamn word outta you.” The man hissed. “And put your cuffs on too.” Fumikage let out a sigh, but nodded anyway. He’d best be obedient now, since, if possible, he’d like to make it to U.A.’s dorms in one piece. He stood up and shoved his hands into his pockets, before trudging back upstairs to his “room”.

After closing the closet door, Fumikage took another look at the cramped area he’s forced to call his bedroom. For the last eighteen months, he was stuck in this hellhole of a house. He had felt more alone than any other point in his life, even with Dark Shadow around. He had no freedom in this house. Hell, he can hardly think of a time he’s ever had any freedom throughout his life. He’s been chained down, locked in cages like an animal, abused in pretty much every way possible…he hated it. More than anything. For most of his early life, it was hard for him to tell if Dark Shadow was really his quirk, or just a voice in his head, given how rarely the two would be allowed to see eachother. But to Fumikage, quirk or not, Dark Shadow was his closest friend. His only friend. And the idea of them getting an entire room, bed and all, just to themselves, with no restrictions, made Fumikage feel more excited than he had ever felt before. Fumikage put a hand to his chest, letting out a relieved sigh, and couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was just for a little while, he, alone with Dark Shadow, could finally be free.

While he was lost in his thoughts, Fumikage’s eyes eventually fell to his quirk cuffs, laying menacingly on the pile of blankets before him, his collar just a few inches away. He felt Dark Shadow stir restlessly within him, not wanting to be trapped by the cuffs. Even though Dark Shadow never got the chance to come out while they were off, it felt liberating to not be bound by what was, in the long run, thick pieces of metal. They’d felt more relaxed for those tense twenty minutes during the conference then they had been throughout their entire time living there. But they knew, for Fumikage’s safety, that, at least until they moved into the dorms, that the cuffs had to stay on. With a sigh, Fumikage grabbed the cuffs, and, after lining them up with his already existing bruises, snapped them shut. Dark Shadow felt like chains held them back the second the cuffs came on. They let out an agitated whimper deep within Fumikage. The teen sighed, bringing a hand to his chest. He hated when his quirk felt like this, but he knew it would all be over soon. He picked up the collar, feeling the cold metal in his hands. With a huff, he threw it aside, and sat down against the wall. He looked up at the ceiling, and reached deep within himself. It was faint, but he managed to connect with Dark Shadow. “Just a few more days, Dark Shadow…” he whispered. “It’ll all be over soon. Not for long, but…things will lighten up. I promise.” That promise was a bit of a stretch, in Fumikage’s opinion. But it would be that promise that got them through the next few days. Fumikage laid down on his “bed”, and reached for one of his books. He didn’t care which one, since he’d read them all about a million times each, but he just needed a distraction. The book he’d ended up grabbing, he knew was more philosophical than he would’ve preferred, but hey, he wanted a distraction. So he opened the book, and proceeded to read.

Fumikage had gotten about 90 pages in before he heard the lock on the closet door rattle. The door swung open, letting a wave of light into the room. Fumikage looked up from his book, and low and behold, his father stood over him, an angry look on his face, as always. “Can I help you?” Fumikage asked, laying the book down on his lap. The man in front of him snorted. “Get up, brat. It’s bath time.” he said, an amused tone in his voice. If he could, Fumikage would’ve raised a brow. That tone in his father’s voice was never a good sign, but Fumikage didn’t have much of a choice. So he laid the book aside, and stood up. His father grabbed his wrist, and dragged him out of the closet. Fumikage had no idea what his father meant by “bath time”, but as the two walked directly passed the bathroom, Fumikage knew, that his parents had something else in mind…

and that’s it for part 3. i never actually have a set plan for these, i just go until I feel like stopping. These also aren’t written beforehand, I just chill in your asks for an hours writing these, making things up as I go along. I basically treat it like my notes app lmao

I'm glad my ask box has served well as your notes app! Just be careful that things save!!

part 4. this was so fucking hard to write you don’t understand 😭 and im too tired to proofread this shit so if you see typos no you don’t. enjoy.

You're doing great!!

Trapped within his father’s grip, Fumikage nearly tripped as he was dragged down the stairs. Being dragged around like a rag doll was uncomfortable enough already, but having thick quirk cuffs clamped around his wrists, digging into his skin, made the whole ordeal more painful rather than uncomfortable, but either way, whatever his parents had in store for him, like always, Fumikage wasn’t looking forward to.

Before Fumikage knew it, the two were in the kitchen. A metal bucket sat in the kitchen sink, hot water running into it. Next to the sink stood his mother, a sultry grin on her face. Thick clouds of steam rose from the basin, and suddenly it hit him. Fumikage’s breath hitched, and he froze in place. He stumbled back, pressing himself against the wall behind him. His father let out a low chuckle. “What’s the matter brat? You were all smug n’ shit earlier. Where’d all that giddiness go?” He asked, leaning toward Fumikage. The man gave a sultry grin, blowing a cloud of cigarette smoke into Fumikage’s face.

Fumikage’s eyes fell to his mother, who had her hand laid against the bucket. The painful reality all started coming together. Much quicker than Fumikage would’ve preferred, given that he’s on the receiving end of yet another one of his parent’s grueling “punishments”. His mother had a heat quirk. Not fire, but heat. She could alter the heat of any object she touches, reaching heats of up to 315 degrees celcius. Fumikage has been burned before. Several times actually. It hurt like hell, but nothing he’d ever felt before compared to the searing, agonizing pain of being touched by anything heated by his mother’s quirk. And here he was, backed into a corner, at his parent’s mercy.

He knew what was coming. As much as he hated what was about to come next, there was no getting out of it. Not with both of his parents right in front of him. As Fumikage watched that bucket of water begin to boil over, and his mother’s grin grow wider. he felt Dark Shadow begin to tremble within him, helplessly. He could feel his hands begin to shake, and without even having to look, he could hear his father chuckle in amusement.

Fumikage clenched his fists. He couldn’t just submit himself to his parents so easily. But then again, at the end of the day, he was helpless. As always. There was no escape, because when has there ever been? Fighting back was pointless. It always has been. Because to him, this wasn’t torture. This wasn’t abuse. To him, this was just another punishment. Another, grueling, agonizing, painful, god-forsaken punishment.

He was used to this.

Fumikage felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He looked up at his father. What was this sudden burst of emotion? Fumikage had never felt like this before. Was it anger? Fear? Whatever it was, it made his head spin. Either way, he planned to use his sudden rush of negative energy for something he should’ve done months ago. And the consequences that came with it?

Fuck the consequences.

A twisted, pained smile forced it’s way to Fumikage’s features. Tears rolling down his cheeks, he locked eyes with his father. “Sick bastard.” he muttered. “You know I’ll be out of this hellhole in two days, so you take every opportunity you have to put me in as much pain as possible.” Fumikage wiped a tear from his eyes with his sleeve. “Sounds like you’re getting desperate, wouldn’t you agree?” Fumikage grinned upon seeing that irritated look wash over his father’s face. Oh, how much he loved that look.

Over the years that Fumikage has been in foster care, he was never liked by this parents. They blamed it on his violent quirk. Funny enough, almost none of them had even seen his quirk. Fumikage never got around to asking about that, since a lot of the time, talking ended up getting him in trouble. Looking back on it, Fumikage realizes just how stupid it was. Talking, of all things, got him in trouble. What was next? Breathing?

And this foster home was no different. If he “talked out of place”, as his father liked to put it, he was punished. It was hard to decipher exactly what was considered talking “out of place”, since it seemed like nearly everything Fumikage said warranted punishment. So eventually, he opted not to speak at all. But there were always those times, now included, where talking back just felt so right. When Fumikage is finally able to stand up for himself, despite the inevitable consequences that came with it.

And boy, were there consequences.

Before he knew it, Fumikage’s head was slammed against the wall behind him, beak first. With how sensitive his beak was, that pain rung throughout his brain, dazing him. Then he was kneed in the stomach, three times actually, right on one of his fresh bruises. Fumikage let out a choked sob as his breath left him. Even if it only lasted seconds, Fumikage felt as though he were suffocating. And as much as he hated the feeling of air leaving him, that just so happened to be the least painful thing he experienced that night.

Through his pain, Fumikage caught a glimpse of something shiny. Because of course he would. It looked to be metal, with a sharp tip. In his dazed state, he could only guess that it was his Father’s six-inch knife. And right he was, because that exact knife tore down the back of his shirt, exposing all of the scars that littered his back. Pinning him against the wall, his father ripped off his shirt, before kicking him to the cold hardwood floors. Just as Fumikage attempted to sit up, he felt another hard kick to the back of his head. The teen brought his hands to his head almost immediately, gripping tightly at his feathers in an attempt to ease his head’s throbbing pain. But at that moment, Fumikage realized, he had let his guard down.

Just seconds later, he felt it.

That agonizing, searing pain.

All over his body.

He let out a gut-wrenching scream as he felt blisters rapidly forming all over his back and arms. He found himself clawing at his arms, in a desperate attempt to ease the stinging pain, only for thin, deep cuts to form on his pale skin. He felt his quirk cuffs reacted to the heat, getting ever more tighter around Fumikage’s thin wrists. Any and all obscenities his parents threw at him were drowned out by this unbearable pain. Through his sobs, Fumikage began to wonder, was it really worth it? Was it ever worth it? He almost didn’t care. He just wanted it all to be over.

He just wanted the pain, the suffering, the torture, all of it, he just wanted it to go away.

Once the pain died down to the point where it was at least bearable, Fumikage forced himself up on his hands and knees, struggling to keep himself stable on the wet hardwood. Between both the burns, and the quirk cuffs nearly suffocating his wrists, his hands were blistered and swollen. Fumikage locked eyes with his father, who looked down at him, satisfied with his work. Fumikage’s breathing was slow and heavy, as he tried to fight through the pain. “Is…is that all you got?” he managed to choke out. “Two kicks and some hot water? Is that your last line of defense? Seems pretty lackluster if you ask me.” His entire body trembling, Fumikage managed to get to his feet. Steam emitted from his entire upper body, and he was throbbing with pain. That satisfied look on his father’s face suddenly turned to one of pure rage. Without a word, the man walked toward Fumikage, his knife in one hand, and empty glass bottle in the other. Pressing any further in this situation, with this many injuries, Fumikage knew, would be incredibly risky. But then again, heroes are supposed to take risks.

Fumikage forced his beak back into that same twisted grin he wore before, but this time, it was more reluctant. Either way, there was no turning back now.

“Bite me.” he muttered through gritted teeth.

It went dead silent. You could hear a pin drop. But that silence was short lived.

Fumikage heard the deafening sound of glass shattering. There was a sudden flash of bright light, leaving as quick as it arrived, and Fumikage’s world became black.

i dont plan on writing any more violent scenes, simply because they’re hard asf to write lmao, so the next part is basically an unneeded time skip because im lazy <3

I'm sure whatever you will write will be perfect!!!

part 5 bitches. or is this part 6? idk this feels like a part 6. anyway proofreading is out the window, it was a long time ago, but either way this might look at but messy. fuck it it’s 3am idc anymore. enjoy.

Fumikage’s eyes opened. His eyelids felt heavy, and his back was stiff, but other than that…he felt no pain. He sat up and looked around. He wasn’t in the linen closet. In fact, it didn’t look like he was in his foster home at all. He looked to be in an apartment. It was on the small side, but it felt…comfortable. The furniture wasn’t dusty, and the air was free of cigarette smoke. Beneath him, was a dark grey couch. He had to have been sleeping on it for a while, as he had shed a single feather onto the fabric of the couch. But either way, Fumikage somehow felt…safe.

Then, he caught something from the corner of his eye. Well, not something, rather, someone. A tall figure, their face and body obscured by shadow, stood in the doorway to the kitchen. The figure began to walk toward him. Their hands were tucked into their pockets, and they stalked toward him, almost tiredly. It felt so…familiar. But Fumikage’s world felt fuzzy. It was hard to tell if what he was seeing was even real. The figure kneeled down in front of him their obscured face looking him in the eyes. He watched their lips move, but there was no sound. Fumikage wanted to speak, but all he heard was his own confused, stuttered breathing.

The figure tilted their head, and their eyebrows furrowed. They reached a hand behind Fumikage’s head, ruffling his crown feathers gently. The figure spoke again, yet Fumikage was still met with silence. The figure’s face, as far as Fumikage could see, was painted with concern. But before Fumikage could make another attempt to speak, another figure appeared from a hallway. They were taller, slimmer, and just like the first one, their body and face was completely obscured. The second figure came over, kneeling next to the first, trying to get Fumikage to say something. Anything. But the world around him was completely silent.

Fumikage felt his vision blur at the edges. What was happening? Who were the people in front of him? Why did they look so worried? His mind was runny by a mile a minute, not knowing where he was, who he was with, and why any of them were there. Fumikage looked around desperately for anything that could pose as a distraction. In the midst of his panic, he saw one of the figure’s shadowy hands reach toward him. Fumikage swatted at the hand and tried to back away, but instead was blocked by the back of the couch. His gaze went back toward the two figures in front of him. Once again, one of them reached toward him, carefully grabbing his arm. The touch felt cold, and staticky, much like how Dark Shadow felt. Fumikage squeezed his eyes shut, and he felt tears run down his cheeks, afraid of what’s to come next. But, much to his surprise, he felt a pair of arms wrap around him, holding him tight. Through the haze, Fumikage could finally make out what this person was saying. It was a faint, hollow echo that rang through his ears. “It’s okay, kid. You’re safe.” They said.

Fumikage’s breathing slowed as he lay his head on the figure’s shadowy shoulder. “I’m…safe…” he repeated, almost hypnotically. Then he heard the second figure join in. “That’s right. You don’t have to be scared anymore. You’re in a new home, with a new family.” they said. Their voice was slightly higher, and had a softer tone to it. But those words…

Fumikage lifted his head slightly, just enough to see over the figure’s shoulder. His vision was hazy, and he felt as though he were in a trance.

“Family…” Fumikage whispered. That word…that word alone. ‘Family’. It just felt so…right. As though what Fumikage saw as paradise was finally coming to pass. He felt tears well up in his eyes. But unlike before, he felt tears of relief. For the first time in what felt like years, he really felt safe. Fumikage lifted an arm, and whipped away his tears with his sleeve. When his vision cleared, yet another figure appeared. However, this one was…small. Then Fumikage realized, it was a child. His head tilted as the obscure figure carefully walked over to him. They kept their hands in front of them, almost as if afraid to hurt him. Although Fumikage had relaxed, he still felt dazed, and somehow, his movements almost didn’t feel like his own.

Just like when he reached his arm out toward the child. They were just barely out of reach, but in response, they brought both hands to Fumikage’s, and a smile came to their obscured face. They looked…happy. And for the first time in what Fumikage felt like forever…so did he. He felt a small smile form on his beak. He hated kids. Normally, anyway. But right now…this wasn’t so bad.

He felt the older figure pull away from him, still carefully running their hand through his feathers. The second also leaned back, relaxing a bit. Fumikage lay back against the couch with a sigh, before looking over the three figure’s one last time. Was this really his family…? Hell, whether they were or not, he could get used to it. He just couldn’t help it. After years of pain, years of terror, a family, a kind, loving family, was what Fumikage had always dreamed of.

He eventually felt his eyelids, as well as his whole body, become heavy. He felt his grip on consciousness slowly slip, the world around him slowly swirling into a dark grey void. That same word echoed through his mind throughout, becoming more faint each time he heard it. Family. family….family….

Fumikage’s eyes slowly opened one last time, but this time, he didn’t just feel tired. He felt cold, he felt sore, but above all…he felt uneasy. That cold, painfully familiar feeling washed over him. And painful it was. The second he dared to move, Fumikage felt a sharp pain up his back. He sighed, letting his body relax. He looked up at the ceiling, but couldn’t stop the tears from forming in his eyes.

He was home.

and that’s it. i feel like i use too many commas, but fuck it im sleep deprived i do what i want :D anyway the next part will be done…whenever the fuck i feel like writing it idk lmao

Please sleep, you're doing great!! I too suffer from overuse of commas, but I don't think they hurt too much!!

sigh. part 7. maybe. idgaf anymore lmao

toward the end I pretty much forgot how to write, so this is uh, a mess to say the least. but enjoy I guess? yea

Fumikage slowly sat up, and let his hands fall solemnly in his lap. With his level of pain and exhaustion, it was hard to keep himself stable, and his quirk cuffs acting as six-pound weights wasn’t doing him any favors. Which, now that he noticed, wasn’t the only thing Fumikage was wearing. He felt his quirk collar clamped around his neck, even tighter than before. He was surprised that it hasn’t cut off his airflow by now.

Fumikage brushed off the pain, still in awe by his dream. As abstract as it was, it just felt so…real. Everything around him felt as though it were really there. And those shadow figures….he felt their words, their touch…as strange as it was, it just felt right. Fumikage leaned back against the wall behind him. ‘Dark Shadow…’ he whispered. ‘Did you…feel that? In the dream?’ Within him, Dark Shadow stirred restlessly in response to their host’s bewilderment. ‘Mhm…but…Fumikage? Would it be weird to say I…miss it?’ they asked. That restlessness quickly turned solemn as Dark Shadow deflated a bit, wrapping themself protectively around Fumikage’s rib cage. The teen hummed quietly to himself in thought. ‘Well, as weird as it is, you aren’t alone. I don’t know why but…that dream world just felt so surreal. It was…at least compared to what we’re used to, amazing.’ Fumikage replied. He lay his head against the wall behind him as he felt tears in the back of his eyes. Dark Shadow seemed to mimic his movements in a way, as Fumikage felt them curl within themselves, hugging Fumikage’s ribs tighter. ‘I just want a new family…’ they said, barely a whisper. Fumikage felt tears slowly roll down his cheeks, soaking his feathers. It feels like every day that passes, Fumikage feels more and more isolated. More and more alone. It’s just him and Dark Shadow. It always has been. Fumikage thrives off of his quirk’s company. Dark Shadow is the only reason he’s kept a positive outlook on life throughout his last few painful years. If not for Dark Shadow, Fumikage’s life would have ended long ago. But even with Dark Shadow around, Fumikage couldn’t help but feel lonely. He wanted someone else to talk to. A human to talk to, because let’s face it, Fumikage’s social skills are…underwhelming. He never speaks unless he knows exactly what he’s going to say and when. He comes off more confident that way, because otherwise, he’d let his anxiety get the best of him.

Having a kind, caring family around, and having other people in general around, just made Fumikage feel safer. Even his foster siblings. They all despised him, but when they were around, his parents were less violent with him. There was always less expected of him when there were others around to steal all of the attention. But that didn’t mean Fumikage didn’t want attention, he just didn’t want negative attention. And every foster home he’s been in, year after year, has been exactly that.

He just wanted to feel loved, was that so much to ask?

Fumikage slouched back against the wall, only to quickly regret it as he felt a sharp pain shoot up his side. He sat back up with a groan. What exactly happened to him? He knows he blacked out at some point, but it was hard to tell what happened after. His body was numbed with pain; his back and arms were covered in burns that sting when touched, and he had a large, dark bruise right in the middle of his abdomen.

His memory of the previous night was cloudy, among other things, but he does faintly remember that sharp glint coming from his father’s knife. Fumikage put a hand to the source of the pain, feeling around for anything of interest. The closet was nearly pitch black, and as good as Fumikage was at seeing in the dark, he couldn’t do much other than carefully feel his wounds to make sure there isn’t anything too serious. But at this point, getting out of a punishment unscathed would be a miracle.

Fumikage ran his fingers across what felt like a gash along the side of his waist, approximating the length. He winced at the stinging pain, but kept going nonetheless. The wound went from just above his waist halfway up his chest. Pulling away he felt something warm and wet lining his fingers, which he could only assume was blood, given the stinging pain that shot through his body right after.

The teen let out a low groan in response, before wiping his bloody hand on his jeans. Slumping back against the wall, Fumikage looked as his blood stained hand. Even in the dark linen closet, he could still see the dark, smeared blood stain his palm and fingers. Suddenly he felt a surge of negativity rush through him, and he clenched his bloodied fist. Was it disgust? Frustration? Or just pure, justified, rage? It was always so hard, just trying to identify this one, burning, unbearable emotion. Fumikage felt it so often but could never tell what he was really feeling. Dark Shadow growled in reponse to their host, growing increasingly larger, metaphorically, desperately wanting to break free and release this unbearable surge of negativity. It didn’t take long before Fumikage boiled over, and slammed his fist against the wall behind him, causing the paint to crack and a dent to form in the wall. Fumikage looked to the wall next to him, and the result of his outburst. And just like that, he deflated, completely, and utterly, defeated. Defeated from what? It was hard to tell.

The teen choked out a sob, curling up within himself, burying his face in his knees.

Just one more day.

yeah. that’s it. short and painful sweet. no comments, bc i cant think of any. next part coming in uh….idk like a month? who’s to say lmao

I absolutely loved this!! I am so happy you shared this! The writing was phenomenal and this is such an interesting take on Tokoyami’s past. It has the perfect dose of angst~

I hope everyone else enjoys this as much as I did!

[aethxr-ash]

Hiya! I would like two platonic matchups from genshin and spy x family if that's possible. If this is closed then please ignore this

I'm aroace and agender, brazilian, 16, i don't have a gender preference! ^^

I consider my personality pretty basic I'm very random and my humor is extremely broken like I'll laugh at a bread piece falling, and my laugh is extremely loud and according to other people sounds like a maniac or a villain that just defeated the hero, i act more as a big sibling or parent to my friends even though I am extremely touch aversed to the point i flinch when touched, i am sorta quiet because people say to them my voice is way too loud though to me it's at a perfect volume. I also like to dress up as a knight and yell “FOR HONOR AND GLORY!!” i cannot see a sword. No matter how big it is i will try to pick it up and act knightly in my own way, my mind is a mess. If someone tried reading my mind they would just see static and rapidly changing images / videos and a million thoughts.

I like cats, pepsi, apple juice and garlic bread. I am addicted to Pepsi and if i don't have it i will sob (sometimes) I dislike one thing only and it's strawberries i cannot see one because I'll start gagging.

I am quite tall about 6'8, though my face looks like a 5 year old, i am about as pale as the moon because i don't get vitamin D. I have curly hair with heterochromia (yes heterochromia on the hair exists) my hair is black with lightish brown strands, i wear glasses and cannot see a damn thing without them i have to get uncomfortably close to see someone's face. i usually wear only red clothing (guess you can tell what my favorite color is) and own an oni mask i like to wear it's a traditional hanya oni mask actually!

I love cats so much though I'm deathly allergic to cats to the point where i have to carry around an inhaler, that doesn't stop me from cuddling in their fur and eventually dying from a million sneezes. I like to go to bars just to order water because if i do drink alcohol my skin will turn red with a lot of hives,, basically i am ALDH2 Deficient. Also i have solar and heat urticaria which is why I'm so pale, I'd love to teach people about my cultural dance a.k.a Samba!

⊱┊platonic personality matchup for anon !

hi ! you sound really cool. i hope you like this and i'm sorry it took so long !!

⊱┊genshin impact

yun jin !

✧ she'll never hesitate to act, dance, or sing with you

✧ she enjoys learning samba from you !

✧ and she'll teach you how to sing chinese opera in return if you're interested

✧ she's able to keep you grounded whilst still being fun

✧ she's a lot smaller compared to you (i think she's like 5'2"?)

✧ she'll do your hair if you'd like her to !

✧ encourages you to be yourself but won't push you past your limits if you're uncomfortable !

⊱┊spy x family

anya forger !

✧ she sees you as an older sister

✧ loves to play knights with you !

✧ knights, spies, assassins, she loves to be a hero and help people

✧ she had a difficult time reading your mind for a few months, but gradually learned how to decipher your thoughts

✧ talks very highly of you to loid and yor, who treat you as if you're their daughter too upon seeing how kind you are to anya

✧ she thinks you're one of the coolest people in the world (tied for first place with loid and yor ofc) and aspires to be as cool as you when she's your age !

[nolabballgirl]

Hello. Do you mind if I ask what is your issues with the slave comment? I think it's a joke from Elias and Sana in original SKAM. Can you explain?

hi, Anon! thanks for your ask! i strongly dislike the slave storyline for two main reasons: (1) use of the word itself; (2) the storyline in context of the depiction of muslim men in sana seasons and in media generally. sorry this got sooo long and definitely falls into the rant category! 😅

(1) use of the word itself: so personally, it just rubs me the wrong way. i joke around all the time with my brother and male cousins, but if any of them called me a slave (or bitch tbh) especially in front of their friends...yeah ain’t happening! 😅 for starters, the word slave has such a fraught history in both the islamic and american context that i just don’t find it funny. but also we still have intracommunity issues around misogyny (every community does) so i personally don’t find it to be innocuous or would give it tacit approval, especially when said in a gathering of young muslim men. i get that others may not find it that offensive, but that's my personal take.

(2) in context of the season and in media: but more importantly, it perpetuates stereotypes about muslim men and their oppression of women that never gets rectified throughout the season. and it just adds on to the media's depiction of muslim men that's overwhelmingly negative. in the first half of OG s4, we have these scenes throughout the season re: muslim men and women:

slave storyline between elias and sana (ep. 1)

elias criticizing sana for being on a russ bus when he was on one himself and says: "I just don't want people to hate you. It's for your own good. I'm a boy so I don't get hate. I can just chill." and in the same scene talks about how hot sana's friends are. (ep. 2)

and in the very next scene with noora, sana says: "Trust me, you don't want a muslim boy. They just get together with Norwegian girls, just to take advantage of them. And as soon as they want to get serious, when they want a proper woman in their life, then they marry a muslim girl and ditch you." (ep. 2)

sana's mom asks why she didn't go to friday prayer, and sana says that elias never goes,. in response, sana's mom says: "Elias is just as ditzy as your dad. While the two of us, we're a little more focused." (ep. 3)

elias gets wasted and responsible, non-muslim yousef calls sana for help. (ep. 4)

sana tells her mom there's thing in islam she doesn't agree with like how muslim men can marry non-religious women (btw, that's not scripturally accurate! muslim men cannot marry atheists!) (ep. 5)

fight between balloon squad and boy squad, after when sana is washing blood off her hands, she overhears the pepsi max girls talking about her brother and the balloon squad and that they are probably homophobic because they are muslim and that vilde told them elias calls sana "slave." (ep. 5)

meanwhile throughout s4, yousef is presented as this mature, respectful, honorable and all around amazing guy (i mean he IS amazing!) and that it shouldn't matter that he's non-muslim, because he's so much better than all these hypocritical jerks who are muslim that sana knows. so the good/desirable love interest is equated with the non-muslim man, whereas the muslim man is problematic.

we put all these statements and scenes out in the universe, but there's no rebuttal or examination of these stereotypes about muslim men in the show. we simply have a magical eid party in the very last episode where everyone is automatically getting along and enjoying spicy meatballs. there's no indication that the pepsi max girls have gotten over their stereotypes of muslim men or that vilde still thinks it's weird that sana's brother called her a slave or that even though sana's mom is coming around to liking her white, non-muslim girlfriends, will she stop treating her male and female children differently? so we are left with more fodder to pile on to the overwhelmingly negative portrayal of muslim men in media. 

at the end of the day, it's very hard for me to divorce the slave storyline from the context of the show. and i can't help but think that julie andem and many other showrunners have this weird feministic take on islam - that it's not really compatible with "western" culture until it reforms; that practicing muslim sana should not be so rigid and open herself up to non-muslim yousef (a stand in for norwegian society) if she really wants to be happy.  

[loyal-copenhagencowboy]

Hi how are you? My issue is I have a real problem with my virgo sister. my ex is a virgo rising and I just found out my old manager from work is a virgo! why doesn't anyone talk about how mean and arrogant they are? always ready to point out everything wrong with somebody else.

Hi Anon.

I'm unwell but pushing through. Keep telling myself this too shall pass... might pass like a kidney stone but it will pass. Hopefully. I need to believe that or else I'll blow my brains out. Ok that got dark. I'm sorry.

People often have a love/hate relationship with the sign of Virgo. I understand why. Let me give you some of my own experiences with people who have Virgo in their personal planets. When I was younger maybe 20ish, there was a sun in virgo/ascendant in virgo in our friend group (this was back when I actually had friends!). She could really get on my nerves lol. There was always this nervous energy around her. I could see her saying every sentence in her head before she said it out loud. I completely get it when you say, they can come off as arrogant. Why it can be perceived like that. This friend would spend a lot of time talking about her academic accomplishments and her education. Very bragadocious.

The old me was like - omg ok, you're smart, accomplished, school is your life, you're a big ol' nerd yes yes yes we get it! Now pass me the french fries.

The me today can appreciate a Virgo much more - in fact I think it's admirable how hard working they are, they are no quitters and behind all of the "arrogance" or "bragging" is just a very insecure person. Especially if there's no fire in their chart to give them confidence. They know they're awkward and often say the weirdest shit at the most inappropriate of times. Spitting out insensitive comments.

Also a Virgo actually truly cares. They make wonderful friends, when they learn how to be less critical (they are mostly critical of themselves btw). I've worked a lot of different jobs. I'm restless and I move on quickly. There was this one job where I worked in an office for 9 months. Yes you guessed it I had a Virgo co-worker! I didn't particularly get along with her in the beginning. I think we both found each other pretty annoying. But a few months in I found out that she wasn't that bad! She won me over, when she had gifted me an organic hand cream with a lavender scent and a diet Pepsi! Ok so here's the thing with Virgo. They really pay attention to detail. They remember every little thing you tell them. Especially if they like you. This woman had remembered that I had mentioned in passing how I had dry hands (because I'm a germaphobe and use sanitizer like mad) and that I try to eat organically as possible with the exception of the occasional Macdonald's and my shameful addiction to diet soda. She remembered all of that! That's the cool side of Virgo. When they like you they make an effort to show you instead of telling you. But they also need to develop and that takes time. Anon, I hope that all the Virgo's around you grow and that the cool parts of them will outweigh the bad. Also look at the rest of their charts to better understand every individual.

[iceripperthethird]

I guess tag time?

Rules: Respond the 92 questions and tag 25 persons. I wasn’t actually tagged, but I’m pretending I was 

Last

1.Drink: Half Dr Pepper half Cherry Pepsi

2.Phone call: Pocket dial from an ex doesn’t count, so facetime with a long distance friend that kept getting disconnected

3.Text: “Because it’s stuck in my head, but that’s kinda my fault cuz I keep listening to the same song over and over and over and over and over again”

4.Song listened to: Three-Thirty by AJR

5.Time you cried: About three hours ago

Have you ever:

6. Dated someone twice: Hell naw. Don’t know think I’d ever take any of them back tbh

7. Been cheated on: Nope.

8. Kissed someone and regretted it: Um... no. Not that I can think of.

9. Lost someone special: Lots of times.... 

10. Been depressed: Yeah.... but I’m trying

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope. Just got spacey as fuck after a shot and half a cosmo and a screwdriver

List 3 fav. colors:

12. Purple

13. Blue

14. Idk, black I guess

In the last year have you:

15. made new friends: Probably

16. fallen in love: I’ve loved but I don’t think I’ve been In Love

17. laughed until you cried: Tons of times :D

18. found out someone was talking about you: Unfortunately

19. met someone who’s changed you: I don’t know...??

20. found out who your true friends are: Yep.

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: Uhhh... *checks friends list* No.

22. how many Facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them except one, who happens to be a mutual

23. do you have any pets: Unfortunately, no :(

24. do you want to change your name: Nah

25. what did you do for your last birthday: Did a shot with the fam and went to the bar with my (then) boyfriend, then spent the night at his house afterword

26. what time did you wake up: 6:45am because fuck my life, that’s why

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Growing frustrated with the aforementioned long distance friend’s wifi because our facetime kept getting disconnected

28. name something you cannot wait for: I don’t know, something amazing, I guess...

29. when was the last time you saw your mother: We’re literally sitting in the same room right now? 

30. what is one thing you would change about your life: I wish I didn’t have to deal with depression and anxiety as much

31. what are you listening to right now: Sober Up by AJR (my favorite song right now)

32. have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yep. My godmother’s ex husband’s uncle (or cousin or family friend or something) brings his poker chips and dice to family gatherings and everyone chips in a dollar and we play Left Right Center and whoever wins gets the money. It gets really intense sometimes, and there was one time we crowded 20 people around the dining room table. 

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: I don’t know... Kind of everything, really

34. Most visited website: Tumblr, youtube, and facebook

35. funniest memory: That one time @piper-rory and I got into shenanigans in English class. We got away with so much shit that we shouldn’t have, and to this day I have no idea how.

36. memory from school: “Big S-curve,” “THE BEAT OF THE MUSIC COMES FROM My LOINS,” and basically anything else that came from band class. Also “Slutty olive oil,” “clear as a diamond at Tiffany’s” and “Carbonated piss” from Environmental Science

37. memories you want to make: I want to go on Hobbit-style adventures and have fun and make friends and I want to go to Disney World and I want to go to the Indiana Dunes again and I want to go on a road trip 

38. natural hair color: Too light to be brown but too dark to be blonde, with too much red to actually decide one way or the other

39. long or short hair: Long, but not long enough. When it’s sopping wet and being pulled as straight as it can get, it’s down to the bottom of my rib cage, but I’m growing it out in hopes that I can get it down to my hips.

40. do you have a crush on someone: Ahhh... residual love from a fresh breakup, and beyond that... I mean, there’s a cute guy that I’m friends with, but at this exact moment, that’s it.

41. what do you like about yourself: I have good curves and awesome legs and sometimes I say stuff that makes sense 

42. piercings: Just my earlobes, but sometimes I like wearing ear cuffs 

43. blood type: Fuck if I know 

44. nickname: I don’t really have one, but my D&D character’s name is Mnemosyne (nim-AH-zen-ee) 

45. relationship status: Freshly single and more bothered by it that I like to admit.

46. zodiac sign: By the traditional star chart, Libra. Mathematically correct, Virgo. Chinese, rat. Native American, raven. 

47. pronouns: She/her. Cuz I’m boring.

48. favourite tv show: Avatar: The Last Airbender. 

49. tattoos: No, thank you.

50. left or right handed: Left

First:

51. Surgery: It’s not something I like to talk about, so if you want to know about it, feel free to send me an ask (but please not anon because, well... I’m still self conscious about it even though it was like... 10 or 11 years ago)

52. Piercing: As previously stated, just my earlobes.

53. Best Friend: Don’t really have one at the moment, but if I had to pick, I’d say either the D&D group or MiniMads

54. Sport: Marching band and show choir all throughout high school, track in 6th and 7th grade

55. Vacation: My grandparents owned a lake house in Michigan that we went to all the time when I was growing up

56. Pair of trainers: Black high top Converse, black low top knock off Converse, black slide on fuzzums, black knee high boots. Basically all of my shoes are fucking black.

57. Favourite snack: Ice cream.

58. Drink you hate: Mountain Dew is fucking disgusting

59. I’m about to: Probably go to bed tbh 

60. I’m listening to: Basically anything and everything you can find on this youtube channel here because I love this band to death they are my absolute favorite

61. Waiting for: I don’t know... something amazing, I guess. 

62. Wanting: A trip to Disney World

63. Get married: I don’t know, tbh.

64. Career: Something that won’t make me miserable.

Your type:

65. hugs or kisses: Cuddles and kisses both

66. lips or eyes: Eyes, but soft kissable lips are nice too

67. Shorter or Taller: Taller than me

68. Older or Younger: Either, as long as it’s a reasonable age difference either way

69. Romantic or Spontaneous: Spontaneous romantic.

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: As long as they’re able to give good hugs, I don’t think I really care

71. Sensitive or Loud: Sensitive and able to communicate

72. Hook-up or relationship: Hookups are fun until you get attached, but relationships are stressful when you’re not good at them. So... relationship

73. Trouble maker or hesitant: Hesitant at first but as soon as you cross me, I can and will make your life hell.

Have you ever:

74. Kissed a Stranger: No. And I don’t plan to.

75. Drank hard liquor: All I had on my 21st birthday was vodka. 

76. Lost glasses/contacts:  No???? That shit’s expensive, why the fuck wouldn’t I keep track of it????

77. Turned someone down: Yes. Quite a few times.

78. Had sex on first date: HELL NO

79. Broken someone’s heart: Yeah, but they broke mine first, so they had it coming.

80. Had your heart broken: Several times.

81. Been arrested: No. I might be reckless, but I’m not that crazy. 

82. Cried when someone died: Everyone does???

83. Fallen for a friend: Yeah.... and then he switched schools and told me it wouldn’t work between us and dated one of my best friends who went to the same school as me and then when they broke up he ended up with another girl that I haven’t met in person but we’re mutuals and I think they’re still together but either way I don’t really care because I just want him to be happy.

Do you believe in:

84. Yourself: Most days, yeah

85. Miracles: I haven’t really thought about it, but my chronically single long distance friend managed to get laid, so I guess that counts as a miracle?

86. Love at first sight: No. It is statistically improbable.

87. Santa Claus: Yeah, it’s a town in Indiana. All joking aside though, I believe Santa Claus is the spirit of Christmas. It’s the holiday cheer and spreading joy and the little adrenaline rush of giving presents. It’s the sparkle of Christmas lights reflecting off tinsel and it’s trees in the front window. Santa Claus isn’t a person, but everyone has a bit of Santa Claus in them

88. Kiss on first date: My (now ex) boyfriend and I made out for 4 and a half ours after our first date. 

89. Angels: Yeah, but they’re really complicated

90. Current best friends name: @doctordetectivewinchester @vengeance-is-sworn @a-girl-in-a-place and MiniMads

91. eye color: Green

92. fav movie: Wonder Woman, Howl’s Moving Castle, Castle in the Sky, basically anything Studio Ghibli, and anything Disney.

I hereby tag everyone who’s already been tagged in this post, as well as @vampireapologist cuz all I know about her is that she’s eaten poison ivy and somehow lived to tell the tale. And you know, anyone else who’s actually read this far. 

[magnaflourious-nerdity]

200, 183, 162, 150, 137, 124, 110, 99, 73, 64, 62, 50, 48, 36, 22, 19, 18, 7, 2, 1, thank you!

200: My Crush’s name is?

Non existent. I mean there’s a girl I think is super cute but I don’t think she’s into me other than as a friend so I’m not super hardcore crushing or anything. For the most part, I don’t crush often lol.

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183: Piggy Banks Are:

Cute! As long as they have the plugs at the bottom. The thought of smashing ‘em makes me sad.

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162: Do I believe in God?

Personally, I don’t feel we can disprove the existence of a God, nor can we prove it substantially, there’s just not enough evidence to go one way or the other. And an absence of evidence is not proof of a thing either way. I do think that there are things we don’t understand still in the universe, and that there might be some kinda forces that exist in it, be they good, evil, neutral, chaotic, what have you. But they don’t possess any real sentience or anything like that If you know what I mean? It’s weird I’m sorry.

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150: Blondes or Brunettes?

Personally I prefer brunettes, but blonde ain’t a bad thing sugar. ; p

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137: Coke or Pepsi?

I prefer Pepsi by a long shot, bc it isn’t as sweet- which is also why I prefer to drink diet cola -but mostly I just drink whatevers available and I buy whatever is cheapest.

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124: Disney or Sixflags?

Well I’ve only been to Sixflags, but I think I prefer that to disney just bc it seems less crowded and less merch oriented? Also it exists outside of Florida/California, both of which are so fucking hot why would I go there. In general though I prefer water parks to the idea of both.

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110: What Do I Think About My Neighbors?

I live in an apartment complex with thin walls so, just in general, I wish they were all quieter. But I’m probably just as loud to them from their perspective, so fairs fair. Otherwise they seem nice enough but I don’t socialize with them a whole lot with like 1 exception .

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99: When was the Last Time I Went to a Movie Theater?

Last week I went to the movie tavern with a friend to see Guardians of the Galaxy 2! ( a fun movie, which, while not as amazing as the 1st, was still really enjoyable and worth watching!!)

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73: What am I Doing Tommorrow?

I’m gonna help a friend pack up her place, bc that kinda stuffs always better to do w someone!

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64: My friends are:

THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING BEST HOLY SHIT I LOVE THEM ALL, ONLINE AND OFF. Also in some way they are all generally ridiculous and I love ‘em for it♡♡♡♡

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63: My Computer Is:

Reliable, for the most part. It’s nothing fancy but it allows me to enjoy the things I wanna so I can’t complain! (It’s a lenovo)

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50: Where Would I Like to Be?

In a general sense, somewhere cold and rainy, but I’m at home right now, in my bed with my kitties, so that’s p. Cool too ^_^

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48: Ever been in love?

Nope. I love plenty of people but have not been in love. I don’t date often and I prefer platonic companionship. I do believe in love, and I like to think I’m a romantic a heart, but I think love needs to be built on trust and friendship and mutual respect, and you need to put a lot of work into it. I don’t really believe in things like soulmates, or The One, or love at first sight lol. My roomate says I’m too pragmatic about it. I seem to have veered off topic here. My bad

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36: What is My Favorite Vehicle?

I don’t own one. I also generally dont care much for cars, as long as theyre safe and reliable and economical, but media wise, my favorite car on TV is probably the Blueberry from Psych. I don’t know why but I love that thing.

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22: What s My Favorite Animal?

I really like cats ok? Big, small, domestic,wild. I just love them and their floofy lil faces and nerd ass behavior so much!

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19: What’s My Favorite Sport to Watch?

Out side of sports anime, which are actually interesting bc narrative and bonding, I don’t really care that much about sports. Hockey is tolerable, but if we’re being honest, that’s mostly bc I’m a 'Check, Please!’ fan and so I have grown to care for it.

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18: What is My Favorite Sport to Play?

Tennis is ok I guess, and I liked dodgeball in school. But mostly I’m meh on it all, sorry.

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7: What’s My Favorite Perfume?

I usually don’t wear it a whole lot, or I buy like bath n body works spray stuff. But if I could afford real perfume, I do quite like Light Blue by Dolce n Gabanna, and Happy by Clinique brings back good memories!

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2: What’s My Favorite Dog Breed?

I like mutts because they’re the best ones to own and the most friendly! Rotties are cuties too though, and Shelties are so fluffy! Corgis are also sweet little sausage fluff babies.

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1: Did I Answer All these Questions Truthfully?

Yep! If I hadn’t planned on it I probably wouldn’t have answered them at all, or I would have just made them wildly outrageous lol. But these were fun!!!! Thank you so much anon ♡ I hope you have a fantastic day!

[indi-flying-with-dragons]

(Get ready!) 1. Any scars? 4. Kissed anyone? 5. Coke or Pepsi? 6. Someone you hate? 7. Best friends? 8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs? 9. What’s your dream job? 13. Height? 18. Obsession? 19. If you had one wish, what would it be? 21. Kiss or hug? 22. Nicknames people call you? 23. Favorite song? 24. Favorite band? 26. Best thing that has ever happened to you? 27. Something you would change about yourself? 30. Watch the movie or read the book? 32. Favorite show?

[Continued]

(Same anon continued!) 35. Do you wish you could ever start over? 36. Any bad habits? 37. Ever had a near death experience? 38. Someone you can tell anything to? 41. Someone you hate/dislike? 42. Are you okay?

WOW… you’re certainly a…. enthusiastic anon eh? e.o *mind boggled* Let me… let me reply to all these. As brief as possible. E^E….Geesh. 24 different questions. Damn… My apologies to everyone. This is gonna be a LONG POST. e.o

Btw THANKS FOR ASKING :D *GLOMPAGES* X3 *hug-SQUISH*

Long post below! O.e

1. Any scars?

Um, I have two on my head, right behind my ears at different heights from my two different cochlear implant surgeries to install the internal parts into my head so the external processors will work. When my hair is short it looks like someone purposefully buzzed a line through my hair there, lol, but it’s natural from the surgery when I was 7 and 11 years old respectively.

And since I heal very well, my scars are real hard to see. I still have a faint one on my thumb, at the base of the last joint to the front of it, and one along the left side of my middle finger (both fingers on my right hand) that is still rough and keeps peeling a lot even now, years after the event.

Those I got from a random-ass exploding lightbulb that I was screwing in, had MADE SURE the lamp was off both at the wall and at the lamp itself (though I didn’t unplug it because I didn’t think I needed to…), but nope I had screwed it in one too many times, saw a BRIGHT FLASH OF LIGHT, and then it exploded, glass everywhere, and somehow only got hit on my index finger, middle finger, and thumb. ONLY there! Even to this day my engineer mother is completely baffled as to how that happened.

4. Kissed anyone?

Yes. My first ever kiss[es] was with an enthusiastic sloppy and awkward boy during a yearly dance when I was in highschool (I was unschooling and going to the Voyagers Homeschooling Co-op and they hosted yearly dances). Five French kisses are not my idea of a good first kiss ever!

My second ever person to kiss was … well. *blush and funny deadpan with crossed arms* He knows who he is. Since apparently I keep totally forgetting it somehow until he mentions it in a teasing fashion and yes we did date for a short while there before breaking up and remaining friends.

My third and remainder of kisses are thoroughly claimed by my handsome, hot boyfriend. -w-

5. Coke or Pepsi?

Coke. ALL. THE. WAY.

Blame my awesome grandmother (R.I.P.) who had 4 pm be coca cola time every day. :D She got me on coke early. …NOT COCAINE! Yeesh. Dirty minds. She also introduced me to my love of dragons and she was awesomely supportive and adoring of my artwork. :3 Since she was hard of hearing from old age and I was born hard of hearing, we got along well with having the TV on a comfortable loudness (for us). x3

…Damn just thinking about coca cola makes me think of her. :,) I even drank a whole 1 liter glass bottle of coke we got at a Mexican food store nearby for her funeral fiesta since she wanted a party for a funeral, not a sad dirge. :3 https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ea/51/da/ea51da750fc136a655021c558b7c28c5.jpg Yes this one. XD I drank it all in under an hour in her honor and memory. I was so thirsty and so proud. XD I still have the empty bottle. x3

6. Someone you hate?

IDK… Hmm… I’m not one to really hate people. It’s such a strong emotion… I always thought of it as a “I want you to instantly die, right here and right now!” kind of emotion. So I don’t really hate people.

…I DO know of someone I would… honestly NOT be sad if she died. Considering she caused a hellava LOT of suffering and torment for my friend. I’d be sad because my friend would be sad, BUT I wouldn’t be sad because I actually missed her or regretted her death in any way.

7. Best friends?

Oh gosh. :3 Off the top of my head @destan-of-the-shadows and @faes-hiding-place :D my boyfriend counts too! Two RL friends I can meet with at times are more friends than “best” friends but I still count them as my friends because we’ve been friends since like 5th or 6th Grade in Middle School when we were all like 11 or 12 years old. :D I’m 22 now so see how long we’ve been friends. :D

8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?

NO drugs! The only thing that counts as alcohol is that couple sips of champagne at my cousin’s wedding when the servers mistakenly forgot to give us kids sparkling apple cider instead of champagne. Oops. XD We of course took great advantage of sipping as much as we could before they removed it. ;D It tasted HORRIBLE though. X_X What’s the appeal? IDK!

I drank some sips of other people’s drinks when I turned 21 but I absolutely HATE and CANNOT STAND the horribly bitter taste of alcohol (even in the sweetest mixed drinks it is strong and proud there when nobody else can taste it). Even if it’s burned off when used in a cheese fondue, that HORRIBLE bitterness remains. Bitter like the rotting corpse of a dying animal.

No thank you. I don’t ever want to drink again. X_X

9. What’s your dream job?

…. :,,,( I’ve not thought about this in ages… since I had to give up a lot of my “dream jobs” and “dream life” in order to make peace with the chronically ill life I have now. The grieving process was hard.

Goodbye my aspirations of being a geneticist, a psychologist, or even a therapist. Hello my life goals of being a professional artist and published author. :3

13. Height? 

5'10". 5 feet, 10 inches. -w- … I really wish I was taller than my dad though. *grumble* He’s 6 feet. At least I’m an inch taller than my MOM. -^-

18. Obsession? 

Oh dear. Which one? XD Take your pick. ;D I have: dragons, wings, flight, flying, cats/felines, biology, psychology, discussing the universe, astrology, culture, world-building, magic, art (as in drawing and coloring), writing, daydreaming, reading, listening to music, and cuddling with my boyfriend in a literal Netflix and chill. -w-

19. If you had one wish, what would it be?

…. *blinks and sighs* … It’d either be to be healthy again so I wouldn’t have this chronic illness (but would still keep my being deaf and hard of hearing because I LIKE THAT PART)… or to go back home, to my home world where my soul came from.

Yeah. XP

21. Kiss or hug? 

Hug. :3 Preferably cuddle. :D  

22. Nicknames people call you?

Indi-bindy-bo (You know who you are

23. Favorite song?

OH GEEZE. Hard to answer! XD … My favorite song of ALL time that I will ALWAYS love, have always loved, and might as well be my theme song for the sake of it? xD “Can’t Take Me (I’m Free!)” by Bryon Adams, from the Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron movie. xD

24. Favorite band?

My favorite singer is Michael Jackson. :3 He’s the only one I really know a lot about. All other bands and singers I just like some of their songs but know nothing about them as people, not even what they LOOK like a lot of times. -////- I prefer to respect their privacy. :)

26. Best thing that has ever happened to you?

Oh… Oh GOSH. IDK… XD … :3 Meeting my boyfriend, @destan-of-the-shadows and @faes-hiding-place :3

27. Something you would change about yourself?

See my wish above. -.- I’d LOVE to change that chronic illness of myself. … If I can’t then my persistent anxiety, or to somehow grow wings (like this third would be more likely than the other two? XD Hell, I can still ask! XD)

30. Watch the movie or read the book?

I’d rather read the book. :3 Unless the book is so horrible, that I wanna see why people think it’s so horrible, then I watch the movie because they usually try to tone things like that down. If the movie is horrible in many of the ways that I’ve heard criticism of the book itself… then I know never to touch that book. E^E 

32. Favorite show? 

Of all time? Avatar: The Last Airbender, Gargoyles, and Seconds from Disaster. >:D

Right now? XD Air Disasters. -w-

35. Do you wish you could ever start over?

Start what over? This life? Blegh. Don’t make me go through puberty TWICE!

… *looks at the side effects of taking testosterone HRT* Oh wait, I’m already doing that! -p-

… Make that don’t make me go through it a THIRD time. xD Even if that means I’d be able to be in a male body from day one, as opposed to having to be trans. XP

36. Any bad habits?

Which one do you wanna know? -x- Anxiety, hyper-focusing on a thing in my mind and then having the mind get stuck and not concentrate on anything else until I yank it off that… Staying quiet about things that affect me because I don’t want to hurt others or be a burden? Often opting to be quiet instead of confronting things that could make the relationship better in the long run? Being intensely private? Judging the strength of my relationships based on how much of my inner self I truly share? Doing subtle tests as I get to know someone to see which subject is “safe” to talk about and which I should just shut up about without them ever knowing? Over-thinking things a ton? Apparently my not needing to talk to others for a while is a weird-ass thing? … I can go on. -x-

Oh wait, were you asking about like little quirks like twirling hair or picking at the skin kinda bad habits? My apologies. -x-;;

37. Ever had a near death experience?

Yes. Waking up to being strangled by a spirit counts as that.

No, I’ve had an occasion of sleep paralysis before. I know what that feels like. You can’t move anything.

This was where I CAN move. I could move my hands and arms and everything else. It’s just something invisible and mostly intangible was strangling the life out my throat. Not from the inside choking, because I know what that feels like too. (My Life…) but from the outside suffocation and pressure and constriction on the outside of my neck.

Being strangled to near death in my spirit form by another spirit meant my physical body could feel that too, panicked the FUCK OUT at the feel of almost dying, and I literally felt my awareness fading away into a black nothingness with the faint but faltering heartbeats starting to skip and take longer and longer between each beat. Gasping and choking and then going still…

Thankfully helpful spirits got the negative one off and thoroughly destroyed it. They could heal my spirit form and with that healed, my body was able to come back too.

Never want to do that EVER. AGAIN. *shuddering* Those spirit attacks over the course of those three years were HELL on Earth. *holds self tight* 

38. Someone you can tell anything to?

My boyfriend. I’m still working on being more honest with my two close friends @destan-of-the-shadows and @faes-hiding-place but I’ve made a lot of progress over the years thankfully. :3

41. Someone you hate/dislike?

Try that woman I mentioned far above that I hate.

As for actively dislike? Trumperdink. Bigoted assholes. TRUSCUM, TERFS, SWERFS, rapists, rape-apologists, racists, ableist assholes, murderers, serial killers, homophobes, aphobes, transphobes, and all the rest of that shit. I really dislike and don’t trust the police force in this country. And the vast majority of politicians too.

My country is a dystopian nightmare the tyrannical capitalist US of A. x.= Save me.

42. Are you okay?

Umm…Today was a bit hellish. I survived though. *grins a bit too widely and eyetwtiches* My life is just…………. very…… VERY………. interesting. *twitch*

… I still stand by my previous opinion of laughing my ass off at the utter ridiculousness of how people try to portray those “superhero teenagers” as somehow balancing a “regular life” with “crime fighting on the side with a secret identity” and somehow NOT having the crime fighting life interfere with their regular life outside of those “special two episodes.”

Yeah the fuck right.

Obviously written by those who have NO idea what balancing two different lives are like. X_X In my case it’s nothing so noble as a superhero identity, but it’s the difference of my spirit life and physical life.

And above, in my near-death-experiences… you saw just ONE of the many manifestations of that clash. -x- …Not. ….Fun.

I high-key DO NOT RECOMMEND. -x-

Most days these days (since the spirit attacks ended WHOOT WHOOT!) I can have a normal calm life. Then SOMETHING comes up and I’m like “what the shit-fuck is my entire existence right now??”

Yeah. -x-

… Can I have a hug? ;;;n;;;

[inmyarmswrappedin]

irene and hajar really did just have the most chemistry out of every other duo huh. when i first watched the bridge scene s4, even tho i was so annoyed with cris for much of the season, it was the most romantic thing that had happened all season?? dani could never come up with something original and sweet all in one.

anyway im on board with ur sana/vilde corner of the fandom, and will gladly join you on that beautiful enemies-to-lovers train (assuming that all of the vildes have repented their blatant islamophobia)

Hi anon 🥰🥰 I love your ask! I also love the bridge scene you’re talking about. Lol I too was like, “how tf are they going to resolve Cris being such a dick towards Amira???” And then they delivered the highkey most romantic scene all season. 

I love eskam lmao, they really took to heart that quote about female friendships being the most crucial and important (I tried to search for it to quote it exactly, but I couldn’t find it 🥺 someone reply to me or send it to me if they know which quote I’m talking about, it’s on a lot of eskam gifsets), but they also just went, “and also female friendships are extremely romantic experiences for all involved!” Whew!!

It’s no wonder Irene thought the scene needed to end with Cris just going for it and kissing Amira gvhvhsh. Irene can be a headass sometimes, but she was right on the money there. 

Yass, another convert to the Sana/Vilde train! I just want to make clear that I know the ship has... its issues, to say the least lol. When I first got into it, it was before Skam s4 started dropping. In s3, Sana and Vilde seem to get along well (likely because Isak doesn’t know them that well, and also Isak isn’t exactly the wokest character on the show uhh), so I kind of figured that, in s4, Julie would either write a sl where Vilde understands she fucked up, or maybe that Julie would say they got to an understanding off-screen. Instead, Julie really just gave me Vilde stabbing Sana in the back one last time! 😬🙂 When she told Pepsi Max about how Elias called Sana his slave.

So yeah, in my mind these Sana/Vilde ships never happen without the Vilde thoroughly making up for her racism and islamophobia. And I get why people wouldn’t be into the ship even with Vilde repenting, just to be clear!

Edit: @maxbernini to the rescue with the actual quote!  “Here’s the truth: friendships between women are often the deepest and most profound love stories, but they are often discussed as if they are ancillary, “bonus” relationships to the truly important ones. Women’s friendships outlast jobs, parents, husbands, boyfriends, lovers, and sometimes children…it’s possible to transcend the limits of your skin in a friendship…This kind of friendship is not a frivolous connection, a supplementary relationship to the ones we’re taught and told are primary – spouses, children, parents. It is love…Support, salvation, transformation, life: this is what women give to one another when they are true friends, soul friends” It’s by Emily Rapp. 🥰

[lionwings]

will you do all the questions on that ask thing???

Anon: I know you gave me this like months ago, but it's taken forever and I'm really sorry !!!!!!!!!!! Like honestly I've felt horrible every time I've seen this in my inbox! But at least I finally finished it!1. Any scars? I have a scar on my eyebrow from a surgery I had as a kid. I have a scar under my bottom lip from when I tripped on a carpet and my tooth went through.2. Self harmed? Technically no.3. Crush? Several. But nothing substantial because I never think I'm good enough for anyone and I don't deserve to like anyone. Also I try to not get crushes on anyone who I know won't like me.4. Kissed anyone? Some friends a long time ago while playing spin the bottle. But no, I'm like that shitty drew Barrymore movie, "Never Been Kissed."5. Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi6. Someone you hate? A coworker at Tops who is literally the biggest sack of shit ever. All she does is talk shit about me when I'm literally standing right there.7. Best Friends? I have several. My roommate had been one of my best friends for years and my other friends Danny and Ashley were and still are some of my best friends since college.8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs? I have done both. I drink constantly and have smoked weed once when I was drunk at my cousins wedding.9. What’s your dream job? I would love to be a book editor.10. Ever been in love? Yes and no???? I've had very strong feelings for someone before, but sometimes the idea of romance makes me so terrified that I can't sleep at night? 11. Last time you cried? Right now. I'm always crying.12. Favorite color? Sapphire Blue. But all shades of blue are amazing!13. Height? 5'7 1/2"14. Birthday? September 30th!15. Eye color? Brown16. Hair color? Black17. What do you love? Well I'm not sure. I love reading books and fanfiction. That's probably the only thing that brings me the most happiness.18. Obsession? Currently: The Song of Achilles.19. If you had one wish, what would it be? To get rid of heteronormativity and the patriarchy. 20. Do you love someone? Not romantically ATM. But who knows?21. Kiss or hug? I've never really been kissed so let's say hug.22. Nicknames people call you? Migs, Mike, bitch, asshole, gay23. Favorite song? Broken Glass by Sia24. Favorite band? Well she's not a band but Sia25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you? Being born.26. Best thing that has ever happened to you? The archiveofourown website being founded 27. Something you would change about yourself? My anxiety and probably being overweight28. Ever dated someone? No, too ugly to love I suppose29. Worst mistake? Well, one time I decided to major in mathematics because I'm good at it instead of language that I love.30. Watch the movie or read the book? Read the book.31. Ever had a heartbreak? Oh several times. I hate falling for straight guys.32. Favorite show? I literally love Parks and Recreation more than anything in this world.33. Best day of your life? I had a day where i slept for 20 hours straight.34. Any talents? I am a pretty fast reader. And I have a great propensity for putting my foot in my mouth.35. Do you wish you could ever start over? Yes. Every single day.36. Any bad habits? I bounce my knee a lot.37. Ever had a near death experience? One time I hit an ice patch while driving and almost ran into a oil tanker but luckily I swerved off the road and into a ditch instead.38. Someone I can tell anything to? No I have different facets of my life that I tell to different people 39. Ever lost a loved one? My grandfather died last year40. Do you believe in love? It's a love/hate relationship. 41. Someone you hate/Dislike? I answered something like this earlier. Please refer to my earlier answer.42. Are you okay? No. I had a bit of a psychological breakdown earlier where I realized that everything in my life is a hallow representation of a real persons and the only things that I can get happy about are fictional characters. I probably cried for about 30 minutes 43. Relationship status? Single and not-so-ready to mingle.44. Selfie? I can't post one here because I'm on mobile and idk how to do that but I will make a post right after this one with one!

[thatmetalbenderlinbeifong]

Answer all the 200 asks please

Hey, quick question anon. Do you hate me? Cuz it feels like you hate me right now. lol

Ah the things I do for my followers. Answers are under the cut.

200: My crush’s name is: That’s not my information to give away.199: I was born in: Florida 1990198: I am really: I don’t know what this is asking? Tired? Depressed? Sure we’ll go with those.197: My cellphone company is: Boost Mobile196: My eye color is: Blue, mostly195: My shoe size is: That depends on the type of shoe actually. Strangely enough I wear like a half size larger in boots than I do in like sneakers. Which can range anywhere from a 7 ½ to an 8.194: My ring size is: I actually have no idea.193: My height is: About 5′ 5″ish I think.192: I am allergic to: Nothing as far as I’m aware.191: My 1st car was: I haven’t had a car yet, tho I did really want my mothers mustang. I loved that car.190: My 1st job was: I think it was working at Toys R’ Us?189: Last book you read: Oh jeez…uhm…I think it was Mirror’s Gaze by @raedmagdon188: My bed is: ??? Nice? A queen? Fluffy? I don’t know what this question wants.187: My pet: Hoo boy do I have a lot. 3 dogs, Athena, Atlas and Daffy. 3 Cats, Tigerlily, Squirt and George. A bearded dragon, Rango. A turtle, Poseidon. I had a ball python named Medusa, but she passed away a few weeks ago. I miss her.186: My best friend: I have so many friends, and more than 1 best friend. Karyn, Sabrina, @saigneux, @betarays185: My favorite shampoo is: I’ve really grown to like the Mane and Tail stuff. It’s really nice.184: Xbox or ps3: PS3183: Piggy banks are: Nice? I don’t personally use them anymore, but I can see the appeal.182: In my pockets: I don’t have pockets right now. But I’ll usually have my phone, wallet and maybe some chapstick? or tweezers?181: On my calendar: Can’t think of anything.180: Marriage is: Something I’d like to have someday.179: Spongebob can: I??? Dont know??? I don’t care???178: My mom: Is my role model and I’m so lucky to have such a good relationship with her.177: The last three songs I bought were? I don’t know about bought, but I can tell you who the last three artists I listened to were. Alizee, Utada and Nicki Minaj176: Last YouTube video watched: GTLive playing a demo of Home Sweet Home175: How many cousins do you have? A lot…like you have no idea. So many…174: Do you have any siblings? Two. A younger brother and younger sister173: Are your parents divorced? Yes172: Are you taller than your mom? No, she’s a few inches taller.171: Do you play an instrument? No, but I’d love to learn to play the violin one day, or maybe the Cello170: What did you do yesterday? Same as everyday. Eat, sleep and play video games. It’s really not all it’s cracked up to be.[ I Believe In ]169: Love at first sight: I used to. I’m not sure now.168: Luck: I don’t know. I suppose so.167: Fate: Yes166: Yourself: Haha165: Aliens: Yes. I personally think that it’s incredibly ignorant and egotistical of us as a race to believe that out of the vast universe we are the only intelligent beings out there.164: Heaven: No163: Hell: No162: God: It’s complicated. I don’t believe that there is one all powerful god. If I did choose to believe in a god, it would be something more along the lines of the Greek gods. 161: Horoscopes: I don’t honestly put too much weight in what they say, but they are fun.160: Soul mates: Yes, but I don’t necessarily believe that there is just one soul mate for each person.159: Ghosts: Oh yes, I definitely believe in ghosts. I’ve had my share of sights and experiences.158: Gay Marriage: Well, seeing as I’m a lesbian. Yeah. But even if I wasn’t I would still regardless.157: War: I don’t know. I think that in some cases it’s unavoidable. But I also think that we fall back on war as a default to easily.156: Orbs: Like, in relation to ghosts? I suppose so.155: Magic: I like to believe that there is some magic in the world.[ This or That ]154: Hugs or Kisses: Both? Depends on who it’s from.153: Drunk or High: Well, I have a high tolerance for alcohol so I’ve never been drunk and I have no desire to be high so…neither.152: Phone or Online: Online. I have some mild phone anxiety and I don’t even like talking to my best friends on the phone. I prefer to text.151: Red heads or Black haired: Both? But I will definitely say I am partial to red heads.150: Blondes or Brunettes: Again, both. 149: Hot or cold: Cold, definitely. But preferably accompanied by snow.148: Summer or winter: Winter. Again, with snow please.147: Autumn or Spring: Autumn146: Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate145: Night or Day: Night144: Oranges or Apples: Neither really. But I’d take apples over oranges, I guess.143: Curly or Straight hair: I’d like curly, personally.142: McDonalds or Burger King: I like both to a degree.141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: Milk Chocolate140: Mac or PC: PC139: Flip flops or high heals: Depends on the occasion. Just casually, then flip flops.138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: Not really a fan of this question. But for the sake of simplicity, sweet and poor.137: Coke or Pepsi: Pepsi136: Hillary or Obama: I like both135: Burried or cremated: I don’t particularly care either way honestly.134: Singing or Dancing: Singing, tho I’d prefer to do neither in front of someone else.133: Coach or Chanel: Again, I don’t really care.132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: I have no idea who either of these people are by name. 131: Small town or Big city: A little of both?130: Wal-Mart or Target: Don’t have a preference, I like both.129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: Neither. 128: Manicure or Pedicure: Manicure127: East Coast or West Coast: I’ve never lived on the west coast, so I have to say east.126: Your Birthday or Christmas: As of right now? Neither. Neither have been good the last few years and some pretty horrible things have happened near both so…I don’t really care for either right now.125: Chocolate or Flowers: Flowers124: Disney or Six Flags: Disney123: Yankees or Red Sox: Neither. I’m not really a big baseball fan.[ Here’s What I Think About ]122: War: I already made a comment about this above. 121: George Bush: I’m not getting political in this, I just don’t have it in me.120: Gay Marriage: We deserve that right.119: The presidential election: Again, not getting political.118: Abortion: Pro-choice117: MySpace: Used to have one, but I don’t really care about that site anymore.116: Reality TV: I don’t really watch it, just not my thing.115: Parents: Like, my parents? Moms good. Fuck my biological father.114: Back stabbers: They suck113: Ebay: I don’t know. It’s nice? I don’t use it much, more so Amazon.112: Facebook: Meh, it’s good for some things. I don’t use it much either.111: Work: I miss working.110: My Neighbors: I dont’ know them.109: Gas Prices: Don’t have a car so I dont even notice them.108: Designer Clothes: I could care less about designer clothes.107: College: I went. It was okay.106: Sports: I like volleyball, tennis, soccer and hockey, but that’s about it. The others are okay.105: My family: That’s complicated. I like some of them.104: The future: Unsure and scary[ Last time I ]103: Hugged someone: A few months ago? When I moved?102: Last time you ate: a few hours ago. 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: When I moved.100: Cried in front of someone: I don’t know. I try not to cry in front of other people.99: Went to a movie theater: A few weeks ago. To see Beauty and the Beast98: Took a vacation: I suppose in a sense, I’m on a vacation now.97: Swam in a pool: It’s been a long time.96: Changed a diaper: A very long time.95: Got my nails done: A few months94: Went to a wedding: Years and years ago I think93: Broke a bone: Never92: Got a peircing: Almost a year ago? I got my nips done.91: Broke the law: I can’t really think of anything.90: Texted: Just now.[ MISC ]89: Who makes you laugh the most: @betarays​88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: This is complicated and I’m not getting into it.87: The last movie I saw: Arrival. It was so good.86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: I don’t know.85: The thing im not looking forward to: The future.84: People call me: They call me a lot of things. 83: The most difficult thing to do is: Express my emotions verbally.82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: Never81: My zodiac sign is: Sagittarius80: The first person i talked to today was: @betarays​79: First time you had a crush: Like a real crush on a real person? Sophomore year of high school. My English teacher.78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: @saigneux​77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: Today. and it was @betarays​ telling me how gay I was.76: Right now I am talking to: Karyn75: What are you going to do when you grow up: Seeing as I’m technically “grown up” the answer is being a piece of shit.74: I have/will get a job: I mean like, that would be ideal, wouldn’t it?73: Tomorrow: I’ll probably do the same thing I did today.72: Today: I took a depression nap for like 10 hours71: Next Summer: I don’t know where I’ll be next summer.70: Next Weekend: Probably the same as every other day.69: I have these pets: I already mentioned these above.68: The worst sound in the world: Something sharp on glass.67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Me66: People that make you happy: I have a lot of those. Friends.65: Last time I cried:  Oh yesterday. A lot.64: My friends are: Incredibly important to me63: My computer is: a piece of shit, but it’s the only one i have so yeah62: My School: I don’t go to school anymore.61: My Car: Don’t have a car.60: I lose all respect for people who: Are willingly ignorant and bigoted.59: The movie I cried at was: Homeward Bound. Watched it the other night.58: Your hair color is: Red, right now.57: TV shows you watch: I just finished watching Wynonna Earp.56: Favorite web site: I don’t know? I guess tumblr?55: Your dream vacation: Athens, Greece.54: The worst pain I was ever in was: When my gum was infected because of a broke tooth.53: How do you like your steak cooked: Rare - medium rare52: My room is: A depression cave??51: My favorite celebrity is: I have so many. But Mary Elizabeth McGlynn is very high on that list.50: Where would you like to be: I honestly don’t know.49: Do you want children: Yes, one day.48: Ever been in love: I have. I am.47: Who’s your best friend: I already said this above in another question.46: More guy friends or girl friends: I don’t know? Probably about equal45: One thing that makes you feel great is: When the person I love tells me that she loves me.44: One person that you wish you could see right now: @saigneux​43: Do you have a 5 year plan: Ha, I barely have a plan for tomorrow.42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: No, but I’ve put a little bit of thought into it.41: Have you pre-named your children: No, but I have some names that I like.40: Last person I got mad at: My teammates in my last overwatch comp game…39: I would like to move to: I don’t know. There are a lot of places I’d like to visit. But I don’t know about move to.38: I wish I was a professional: I don’t know.[ My Favorites ]37: Candy: Three Musketeers36: Vehicle: I’d really love a bike some day.35: President: Obama34: State visited: I suppose Indiana?33: Cellphone provider: I don’t know? I guess Boost?32: Athlete: I don’t really have a fave athlete.31: Actor: Sean Connery.30: Actress: I have so many. Meryl Streep29: Singer: Tarja Turunen28: Band: Halestorm27: Clothing store: Don’t have one.26: Grocery store: Don’t have a favorite.25: TV show: Bob’s Burgers24: Movie: Gone with the Wind23: Website: Tumblr I guess?22: Animal: Snakes21: Theme park: Don’t have a favorite.20: Holiday: Halloween19: Sport to watch: Hockey, volleyball, soccer, tennis.18: Sport to play: Volleyball, soccer or tennis17: Magazine: Don’t have one.16: Book: The Dark Wife15: Day of the week: I don’t know? Saturday?14: Beach: Coco Beach13: Concert attended: Celtic Woman12: Thing to cook: Greek Fish Fillet11: Food: Seafood10: Restaurant: Red Lobster9: Radio station: Don’t have one.8: Yankee candle scent: It’s not Yankee but blackest sandlewood7: Perfume: Don’t have one.6: Flower: Magnolia5: Color: Purple, or red4: Talk show host: Don’t really have one.3: Comedian: Wanda Sykes2: Dog breed: I love so many different kinds. But, great dane. 1: Did you answer all these truthfully? Yup

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All the odd nos.

3 DAYS AGO. HOLY SHIT ANON I’M SO SORRY!!! Fucking tumblr mobile didn’t send me notfis otherwise I would have done this so much sooner TTOTT

1. Any scars? - Yes! I have one on my left knee from when I went go karting and the person that was driving it crashed LOL This was when I was in grade 5 I think. I also have a tiny one at the base of my left pinky when my hand slipped as I was trying to close the window in my room. My finger hit the latch pretty hard. 

3. Crush? - Ehhhhhhh this is a weird one. Fictional characters and celebs? Yup. In real life? Yes and no? I haven’t had a crush in a while and I haven’t had a crush where it was more than a physical attraction but lfjslaf I’m like, “do I maybe like you because I think you like me and I like the attention? Or do I actually like you?” I think it’s the former tho tbh. 

5. Coke or Pepsi? - Neither. Tea or water. I don’t like drinking pop if I don’t have to. 

7. Best friends? - I SAW NICOLE TODAY!!!!!! My other two best friends are Georgie and Jess!

9. What’s your dream job? - I want to be a nature/landscape photographer for natgeo. That would be fucking awesome. I also want to be a panda handler LOL

11. Last time you cried? - Uhhh today? When the cold as fuck wind was blowing right in my face and made my eyes tear? Does that count? LOL

13. Height? - I’m 5′11″!

15. Eye color? - Brown! Or more of a light brown/golden when the setting sun hits them just right. Okay so brown.

17. What do you love? - My otps.

19. If you had one wish, what would it be? - Oh god. I don’t even know? For things to turn out okay? 

21. Kiss or hug? - I don’t know what kisses feel like so I’m gonna go with hug.

23. Favorite song? - NOPE YOU’RE NOT GONNA MAKE ME CHOOSE. 

25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you? - Honestly, the past two times my dad was in the hospital were pretty bad. Along with the pink eye he just had. But I’d say the last time he was in the hospital was really really really bad. 

27. Something you would change about yourself? - Everything. I hate myself whoops.

29. Worst mistake? - It’s funny cause I know there’s a lot but I can’t seem to think of anything. 

31. Ever had a heartbreak? - Yes? It was fucking terrible and I’d rather not go through that again thanks. But that’s a romantic heartbreak. In general? All the time. I’m a pretty sensitive person. 

33. Best day of your life? - WELL THE BIGBANG AND TROYE CONCERTS WERE REALLY AMAZING! I don’t know what the best day is but I have a few good ones. 

35. Do you wish you could ever start over? - Yes and no. I wish I could tell my younger self things but I’m way too lazy to go over and redo shit. I was thinking about this the other day too LOL What’s done is done and it’s made me who I am. Can’t do anything about it but try to move on. 

37. Ever had a near death experience? - Kind of? Almost got run over by a car backing out of a drive way on my street the other month. Bitch was pulling out WAY too fast and wasn’t paying attention. (Seriously, if I was distracted or if it didn’t kick in that I should jump on the road instead of running across the sidewalk, she would have run me over. I walked slower thinking she was gonna back out but she didn’t so I assumed she was waiting for me. Then as I go to walk across, she backs out. Lmao???)

39. Ever lost a loved one? - Yes? Hasn’t everyone?

41. Someone you hate/dislike? - HAHA. That one chick I used to be friends with in uni and that one chick I used to go to the gym with. 

43. Relationship status? - I’m single. Don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing.

THANK YOU ANON!!