#and even with the partner to this day im still sorta unsure

[timegears-moved]

emma talking about the different pmd team combinations she's used over the years is such a different experience from mine. i get way too attached to my team combos to ever wanna try anything else. ive only ever changed my sky team once (went from vulpix/riolu to eevee/shinx) and im never going back. fennekin/treecko has been my psmd team since the game came out and i don't plan on changing it

[bbina]

alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . yearning

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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you ignore the way your phone was buzzing like crazy inside your pockets. you couldn't stand it anymore. not even a day in with your unofficial smoking ban, you're already caving in because of some minor inconvenience in your life— "relapsing", as karina likes to call it

it's stupid, you think. why now? you were doing so well with the process of moving on but then it just hits you on a random day. what exactly are you missing? do you miss the warmth that comes with being in the arms of your lover? do you miss the stupid laugh you have when he makes you smile after a rough day?

what are you yearning for?

before you even realized it, you found yourself in front of the same convenience store you always go to. somehow this little convenience store just provided everything you needed when you need it the most such as right now

you only wanted one thing and no one is here to stop you

"one pack of–"

"i'll take these please. thank you" someone cuts you off in front of the cashier. you let out a scoff until the voice registers in your head

it was wonbin

instantly you shoot him a glare. how the fuck did he find you this quick. actually scratch that– how did he know you'll be here?

with your reaction, wonbin takes this time to pay for whatever he grabbed just before you could tell the cashier that you wanted a pack of cigarettes

the cashier eyes you two weirdly, an eyebrow raise as he is unsure on who to serve first

"uh do you still need the cigarettes..?" the cashier cautiously asks, throwing a thumb towards the display behind him

"yes"

"no!"

you and wonbin both say at the same time, confusing and irritating the underpaid cashier. he lets out a loud irritated sigh and punches in wonbin's things before hastily handing it to him

"thank you for coming, come again next time" the cashier grits his teeth as he forces himself to smile

"thanks" wonbin chirps, grabbing the plastic bag and your hand before dragging you out of the convenience store

"what the fuck, wonbin! i told you i need one right now!" you complained, yanking your hand back from his grip

"you don't. that's why i'm here so instead of smoking, you could talk it out like any normal person would" wonbin points out like it was the most obvious thing in the world

"but i don't want to" you grumbled, stopping in your tracks. "just leave me alone today. i don't want to be around anyone"

before you could say anything else, you see someone you know all too well walking towards your direction. your eyes widened and you feel your breath hitch. if your eyes aren't deceiving you, you're sure that it was gyuvin and his new partner

wonbin notices your sudden reaction and before he could ask, a much taller guy approaches the two of you

"y/n, is that you?" gyuvin asks

you felt yourself frozen in place, unsure on what to do. this was the first time in a month that you've talked to him. hell, why would you? you two are broken up in the first place and gyuvin made it sure that you two will never be a thing ever again

"it is you!" gyuvin gasps, finally reaching you and wonbin who just looked lost at the moment. is he your infamous ex boyfriend that you kept mentioning?

"how have you been?" gyuvin makes small talk, "haven't seen you in a long time"

"and why would you?" you retort, raising an eyebrow at the taller male

gyuvin scoffs and pats your head, "still feisty as ever" he comments. gyuvin then finally takes wonbin beside you and his eyes widened.

"is this the new guy you're seeing?" he asks, looking between you and wonbin, trying to piece things together

before you could answer, wonbin does it for you

"that's none of your business" he calmly states, grabbing a hold of your hand, "c'mon. the guys are waiting for us" wonbin lies, gently pulling you away in front of gyuvin

"woah man! i was just asking a simple question" gyuvin raises his hands in mock surrender, "come on babe, let's go" gyuvin cackles, walking away with his arms around his new partner who shoots you a look

you close your eyes as you process what the fuck just happened to you. this day cannot get any worse than it already is. did you really have to run into your ex like that in the open? with his new partner too?

"y/n" wonbin snaps his fingers in front of your face. you must've been too deep with your thoughts to even hear him calling your name

"what?" you snap back to reality

"i asked if that was that him?" he asks quietly, stealing a glance

"... yeah" you murmured, taking a deep breath "i think i'm gonna need some fresh air"

wonbin nods "and i just know the right place"

. . . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

wonbin takes you to the rooftop of his building. the same spot he took you during the party back at his building complex. now here you were, leaning against a railing, letting the air hit your skin

wonbin was seated on the ground, waiting for you to speak. he fishes out the food that he blindly grabbed just so he could stop you in time from buying your cigarettes

hearing the plastic rustle behind you, you turned around to see him munching on some snack. in an instant, he raises the bag of chips to offer you some, only for you to shake your head no and turned back around

"... i still want a cigarette" you say out loud

wonbin chuckles, "too bad"

"you're the worst" you grumbled, pushing yourself off the railing to sit next to wonbin who only laughs at your reaction

"i'm ready when you are" you hear wonbin murmur beside you as he pulls out more snacks out of the plastic bag just in case you'll ever need it

taking a deep breath, you take a look at wonbin

"where do you want me to start?" you ask, unsure where to begin. your thoughts are messy as it is

"anywhere. just talk and i'll listen" he shrugs, licking the chip flavor off his fingers

you start fiddling with fingers, trying to think of something to start off with. being put on the spot like this isn't helping at all. maybe if you just had your trusty dusty cigarette, you would've forgotten about your little dilemma in the first place

since there was no backing out from wonbin much longer, what else is there left to lose aside from your pride and dignity from being perceived?

"i think..." you start, staring off into the distance, "... i miss having someone or more like i miss being with someone" you admit sheepishly

it's pathetic, you think to yourself now that you've said it out loud, it sounds and it is stupid now that you think about it

wonbin nods his head understandingly beside you, waiting for you to carry on

"i miss the feeling of what it feels like to love and to be loved. do you think i'm wrong for missing my ex like that?" you turn to wonbin for his opinion

your eyes both meet and he shakes his head no

"no, i don't think it's wrong for you to miss your ex. even i miss my ex sometimes" he says

"right?! it's not wrong right?! it's just normal human behavior to miss something you had" you throw your hands up in the air

"but sometimes it feels like i'm the villain in my own mind for missing what i had and it's so embarrassing to admit it out loud to my friends after all the shit talking i did" you continue, reflecting on yourself for the past month

"yes i hate him for what happened but i think miss what we had at the same time. i know this is so toxic to say but it's like playing with fire and to be honest, it feels or it felt really good" you finish

wonbin takes time to digest what you're ranting. making sure he's taking in all the words you're saying. you take notice of this and start to feel anxious again

was it too much for wonbin to take?

"what i'm getting is that you don't actually miss the person, but the feeling of security of being in a relationship" wonbin comments, making sure his words aren't hurtful or shameful to hear

you give him a weird look. what did he mean by that? did you not make it loud and clear or were you missing something?

what did he mean by that you don't miss the person? you never really had any other exclusive relationship with anyone else besides gyuvin so it would make sense that you miss gyuvin the way you are missing what its like to be in a relationship

wonbin pauses and holds a finger out. motioning you to wait

"hear me out on this. maybe the reason why you feel that way is because, you actually never felt that feeling you're looking during your time in the relationship. it was always you who was the giver right? so now that you're all on your own, you are now craving for the things you've never felt before" wonbin says gently

"in short, maybe you're yearning for familiarity. now that it's gone, you don't know what you actually want, hence you missing what it's like to be with someone and the like" he finishes, finally looking at you as you take in his words

familiarity. what a funny word.

you take a deep breath as the memories of your past relationship all comes rushing through your mind. you were always the giver or should you say you were the "pants" in the relationship. you never really did receive anything in return that amounted to the shit you did throughout the relationship

even if your ex boyfriend fucked up, you were always quick to forgive and forget

yes you had moments where you felt like you were the luckiest girl in the world but looking back now...

if you could talk to your past self, you would've told her to grow a pair and stand up for yourself to those who won't even bother to look at your direction when the time comes

you were so busy giving everything you had to the person who won't even do the same to you in return and in the end, you were left with nothing for yourself

so much that you didn't even notice that you were feeling neglected throughout the relationship. even you had needs, not only him

you cringe at the mere thought of being the one who serves your lover like it was your duty to do so. not because you wanted to, but because you had to. so that the relationship could stay afloat

but it's too late now. here you are, a month later after the break up. yearning for something that you don't even know, yet you know damn well that you'll never ever receive it

so do you actually miss your ex boyfriend? or did you just miss the feeling of being needed? do you miss the feeling of knowing that if you do your part in the relationship, they will always be there?

maybe it wasn't the familiarity that you long for?

"no.. i'm sure i miss him. at one point he was my everything so of course i miss him! it's not easy to move on from someone you've been with for over a year!" you defend yourself, trying to justify the way you feel but it just feels all wrong

you start to think about those times where it was you who was being taken care of for once. times where your ex would hold you and tell you that everything will be alright as long as you two are together. the times where it felt like the whole world was against you and that you only had him?

those were real feelings right? you had every right to miss those rare moments shared between you and your ex lover

right?

"maybe it's not him directly, but the feeling of loving somebody that you didn't notice that you were losing yourself in the process" wonbin says

you did lose yourself in the process of loving someone else. that's why you're acting the way you are now, right? you barely know how to act anymore, thinking that no one would actually understand you, get you because what else was left for you to understand yourself?

"no" you deny, furrowing your brows. “i do miss him,” you say quickly, but the words don’t feel as true as they once did.

do you really?

do you really miss him that way?

do you miss the way you had to bend your back just so you could give him what he want— exactly what he wanted?

do you miss the way that you'd spend nights trying to make amends over some dumb misunderstanding?

do you miss him the way you were slowly losing yourself that your friends had to keep you in check?

do you?

you can feel your chest tighten as the realization slowly sinks in

was that even love?

or was it a routine that you've grown used to?

maybe you didn't really miss him at all. maybe it was the comfort it brought you all along. maybe—

you were so deep into thought that you didn't notice something right in front of you. it was wonbin holding out a cigarette

"here" he says, voice soft

you look up at him with wide eyes as you glance between him and the cigarette, having an inner debate with yourself if you should take up his offer. should you?

"i'll give you a pass but only for today" he prompts, grabbing your hand as opens your palm to place the stick

with a deep sigh, you accept and held the familiar stick rest in between your fingers. using your free hand, you rummage through your bag for your lighter but wonbin beats you to it

he was already holding a lighter with his hands in front of you. wonbin flicks the lighter and a small flame emerges. you let out a little scoff but nevertheless you leaned your head toward him as he lights up your cigarette for you

for a moment, your eyes meet his, and there’s something different in the air. It’s not just the flame between you—it’s the proximity, the way his gaze lingers as you inhale.

wonbin takes notice of the bags under your eyes when you leaned closer to him. his eyes trail over your face, taking a good look when you're this close and personal to him

he fights the urge to tuck the stray hairs falling over your face

you pull back, taking in your first drag, and let the smoke swirl from your lips. you ca feel his eyes were on you so you peer your head ever so slightly to offer him a small smile

wonbin hangs his head low, smiling sheepishly to himself, tucking away his lighter back into his pockets

suddenly he feels you tap his shoulder. you were offering him the cigarette

"the deal was that if i stop smoking, you would too. but since i'm smoking right now, it's only fair for you to smoke too, right?" you say, offering him the stick

wonbin laughs in disbelief. "i guess you're right"

of course you were trying to justify your actions with the deal you two made the night prior

you were about to hand it to him, but something makes you stop. instead of giving it directly to him, you raise the cigarette to his lips yourself. his eyes flicker in surprise, but he leans in, lips brushing lightly against your fingers as he takes a drag

there’s a sudden shift in the air, something you can’t quite pin point

wonbin's a little shocked by your action. he could've held it himself but whatever. who is he to say no to a free hit?

you watch him take a long drag before blowing the sweet smoke into the cool air. the smoke curls between the two of you. there's something intimate about this and you don't know what possessed you to do such thing

wonbin coughs a little, grimacing at the bitter aftertaste. something he isn't used to

"i still don't understand why you prefer cigarettes over vapes" wonbin makes a sour face and wipes his mouth with his arm

you shrug, taking another drag after him, "it's easier to dispose"

"fair enough" wonbin comments, grabbing your hand to take another hit which you gladly let him

it was like this for a while. just taking turns smoking until the cigarette finally dies. you squish the remains on the concrete floor before throwing it into the plastic bag from the convenience store earlier

you were feeling a lot better now that you've smoked it out. you made a silent vow to yourself that this would be the last time you'll ever do this to yourself

if it meant that you'd stop clinging onto your dead relationship, you could at least give up the same vice you picked up from the said relationship

no more clinging onto the feeling of familiarity. it was time to start fresh

wonbin leans back on the wall, staring out over the city, fiddling with a receipt. he wants to say something but he's not sure if he should

fuck it, wonbin thinks to himself before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath

wonbin's voice breaks the sudden silence

"i don't think i've told anyone this either but," wonbin begins, voice quieter, "i still think about my ex relationship"

you take a glance at him, noticing the way he his shoulders are tensed and that he was gripping what seems to be a receipt so tightly that you could see his knuckles turning white. you note that he seems to be deep in thought, gazed fixed on whatever is in front of him

"we dated for a long while," wonbin continues, there's a hint of bitterness in his tone of voice. "i thought things were going well but then she ghosted me. twice" wonbin starts to laugh

"first time, i gave her space. i chased after her and thought maybe she just needed some time to be herself or something.." wonbin trails off, "then she came back with no explanation or whatever and obviously i was so relieved like she came back so i didn't question it"

wonbin's brows furrow as he rips the receipt he was playing around with into pieces

"and then she did it again. this time, no warning or no anything. just, gone" wonbin breathes out, crumpling the ripped pieces of paper into a ball before looking up at the night sky

"i don't even know why i kept hoping for so long like a fucking idiot. i kept looking, kept searching, literally anything i could get my hands on just for an explanation on why she would do that but alas, i got nothing"

you can only stare at him in silence. shocked that he too would open up something he never told his closest friends. you can sense that there was more to this so you just kept quiet and waited for him to let it all out

"it makes you wonder what's wrong with you, you know? like was everything not enough?" wonbin smiles bitterly, "it doesn't matter how much are you willing to do because if the person won't appreciate it, then anything you do will never be enough in their eyes"

you've never felt more seen

after a moment of silence, you slowly reach out for his hand, giving it a small gentle squeeze. it's a small gesture, sure but you know damn well that it meant a lot not only for him, but for you as well. your own way of offering your support

wonbin's eyes widened when he feels your hand snake their way onto his and in that moment, it feels right

you don't really understand why you feel this way towards wonbin. was it because of the shared experience? there was something about him that just makes you gravitate towards him and vice versa

there's a moment of silence after that. just the sound of the bustling city below could be heard echoing through the cool night sky but it's comforting

"thanks for listening" your voice barely above a whisper, breaking the silence. you turn to the side to see wonbin watching the stars silently. you feel a small smile creeping up your face, feeling a little better that you actually opened up to someone for once

you and wonbin suddenly make eye contact. he then reaches his hand over your face. you feel yourself flinch and close your eyes before you felt his fingers delicately tuck your hair away from your face

your heart races but there's an odd sensation of comfort in the air that it feels warm. like two people who met by fate due to the same circumstance of carrying the burden of recent heartbreaks and that,

for the first time in a long time, you don't feel so lonely

[jewishrizahawkeye]

hello fellow members of the tortured poets department.

i’d like to continue entering into evidence analysis from previous days i missed. next is imgonnagetyouback.

previous day's here:

standard tracks: masterpost

anthology tracks: the black dog

imgonnagetyouback is a fun pop song (that my sister thinks was supposed to be on the standard track list but got bumped when olivia rodrigo released get him back! and honest i see it) that details swift seeing her ex again and is so caught up in overwhelming emotions that she, unsure how she wants to, will get them back.

in all honesty is isn’t a favorite track of mine. it’s catchy but its low on my song rankings. though i do think it’s different from rodrigo’s song besides sound wise. to me rodrigo’s song sounds more angry and towards a more definitive end of a relationship but you still want them because you miss X Y or Z. her’s feels more angry and punchy. while swifts feels like something that has been done before and she is sure will happen again. she’s in a sorta manic episode and isn’t over this guy at all but is still so mad at them but also still wants them.

with swift we hear her talk about how she’s lied to her friends about not wanting him, physically sees him and automatically assumes he still wants her and thinks he’s just playing hard to get, and swears she’s not leaving without him even if it’s handcuffed together because they got into a fight. this feels like a callback to several particular events, and even reminds me of the betty speech from MetLife Night 1 where betty’s friends say “Don't talk to him. Remember what he did!”. this might be a made up event in the song but there definitely feels like weight behind each back and forth decision with taylor. it feels like maybe her and this partner have done this before where they fight and get back together.

also with lines like “did your research/you knew the price going in” feels like both a call to taylor’s relationship with fame as well as “you know i don’t leave without a fight!”

but earlier today i posted a video i saw on tiktok of a person discussing how ttpd will be an important landmark in swift’s career. in it the poster says the album is about taylor’s six year relationship ending and how the media will react. i very much so enjoy this take as they very clearly said 1-2 songs are about m*tty he*ly at most and that any song people think is about him is actually more of a way for her to discuss her relationship to fame. i really like this read as several songs people connect to m*tty do overall comment on swift’s career as a whole (bdilh, fots, gas?, icfh((nric)), etc.). which is something people have been already digesting and discussing with the album.

i bring this up because this song and a lot of anthology songs do have a conversation around her fame and that as a third person in her relationships. this is something she also touched on midnights and plenty of other albums. this song swift references aspects of her fame, “bygones will be bygone eras fadin’ into gray” and “pick your poison babe/im poison either way”, and how that has affected them in the past. but even with that history and knowledge going on swift still says that she can feel that their both still invested, they’re both still ready to restart everything like janet from the good place and pretend nothing happened, but just like janet things linger and affect long term. this ties into loml and how both parties are willing to go back into the destructive fire of their love because they know it and still feel something is there.

overall the song is still in my bottom ranked songs but i do think it shows us an interesting side of swift and allows us to see her in a very human and relatable/messy way. it’s fun for the girlies (nongendered) who like it and i respect that.

[yesimwriting]

Hi! I have been having an off day I’m kinda exhausted and anxious slightly snappy haha. I was wondering how would the darkling react to an anxious reader that he cares about. 😊

a/n ive been a little MIA but im working i promise!! i felt really apathetic about writing for awhile bc of some personal stuff but ive been trying to get back into it bc im genuinely happier when i write :)

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- ok so i think how he reacts to an anxious person that he cares about depends on where you're at in the relationship,, which might be kinda a 'duh' but it needs to be said for how im setting this up lol

- bc if he's kinda just starting to figure out his feelings, i think he'd be so surprised by how much he cares that he has to hold back his immediate reactions, bc he may have his faults but he's def protective once he realizes something is affecting/hurting the person he sees as the sun

- that protectiveness stems from wanting to be what makes you happy, he wants to feel like he's your shelter so that he feels like he's good enough for you. He wants you to be happy so he can feel your warmth but he also really wants the redemptive feeling that comes from knowing that he's your protector in a way.

- he wants to protect and make you happy so bad, sometimes you need to be like 'umm...i really appreciate that you want to torture the person that bumped into me a little too hard on a bad day,, but maybe let's not??' especially if you are still in that phase where he kinda scares/intimidates you bc you know him more as the General

- not only are his more over the top reactions a little scary bc you don't want to offend him by not wanting to talk about it to avoid blowing the situation up,, they're also confusing

- bc you had no idea he cared if you lived or died let alone cared if you were nervous or not?? but sometimes it makes you feel really comforted, bc if someone as hardened as the darkling can care that much about how youre feeling than you can't be as awful as you're feeling

- and it's also comforting bc he's clearly strong and powerful and when he puts a hand on your shoulder and stares at you like you're the only tangible thing in the world and telling you that he's not going to let anything happen to you,, the rational part of your anxiety is appeased to say the least.

- alright but that's at like the first stage of the relationship for him, bc i feel like he def has like twenty stages he goes through before finally being in a committed relationship bc even though he wants an attachment and love so badly bc he hates his eternal loneliness, he has a lot of layers to work through before he feels secure enough in you as a person to risk vulnerability

- so if he's at the point where he's accepted what he feels for you,, but has yet to really act on it, this is where he starts to give himself away a little

- like you'll mention being stressed about training in the Little Palace, or not getting along with someone and he immediately jumps to encouraging you. It's kinda funny bc at first he seems like he's just trying to be a supportive pal bc at this point ur sorta friendly (at least more friendly than anyone else is with the darkling) but then he kinda losses himself in talking about how amazing you are.

- and if youre feeling anxiety/bad bc of someone in particular, you better not mention their name unless you're 100 percent sure you're furious at them.

- sometimes it causes some strain bc you don't necessarily want him to get involved, and he's not above lowkey guilting you into telling him the full story, but it's not really intentional. He just starts talking about how much trust he puts in you and you just let the little things go after making him promise to leave things alone.

- if your anxiety is general,, or just bc of a. bunch of little things and he's at a point in which he's accepted how much he cares about you but has not told you yet,, he'll try to hide how soft he feels, but sometimes he slips up.

- honestly, i wouldn't be surprised if a really big relationship milestone came from that.

- like you crying one night and the darkling finding you, and then him taking you back to your room and promising to stay so that you don't have to feel alone and then the next morning you wake up and he's holding you

- at first ur like ?? but he acts so normal you're like maybe that can be platonic? but then it starts happening more and more and neither of you mention it and then when you two finally do get together youre like 'ohh? im stupid'

- and if your anxiety comes from your worry about him?? wow--he'll have to stop himself from kissing you

- this is a man who is so used to being hated/feared that the concept of someone worrying about him so much they physically don't feel well?? that would hit him STRAIGHT in the chest, and he'd be so quick to pull you to him, and then you'd be like--are you ok??

- wouldn't be surprised if that's how you found out he had feelings for you,, like he'd say something like "i didnt know the brightest star in the sky could want to protect the darkness instead of banish it. You're the brightest light I've ever known, it was more than enough for me that you weren't repulsed by my darkness...and now..."

- anyways,, if you were already established together and you were anxious, he would have no need to hold back

- if he notices your hesitant to let him 'help' he might do a thing or two to reduce sources of your stress without telling you...which sometimes leads to you getting a little mad, but depending on how extreme his actions were, he normally smoothes it over quickly

- i mean,, it's just how he shows that he cares, he's never had someone that could snap their fingers and get rid of his adversaries or reschedule a thing or two to make his life easier

- he sees no harm in it,, and even though sometimes other people may give you a bit of a hard time bc of his evident favoritism,, you know it just means he cares

- if he goes really far, you're more willing to be mad at him, but honestly when youre upset all you want is to be near him bc there's nothing more comforting,, so you agree to hold off on arguing lol

- i mean there are always lines that get crossed, so there are times he cant charm himself out of your anger, but the longer youre together the more he tries to hold off on doing things that make you really angry,, unless he feels like the person really hurt you, then nothing can stop his anger

- if youre actually together he's much more quick to comfort you physically if youre feeling really anxious,, he'll kiss you everywhere until he's all you can think about, which works for when your anxious over small things

- if your problem is larger, he cant exactly kiss it away though i cant say that doesnt help but it's still comforting and relaxing bc duh,, so i feel like he's really touchy if youre upset

- kissing sometimes leads to other stuff,, but that should be its own fic/headcanon bc i have a secret head cannon that feeling needed or like the only one his partner has is a turn on for him bc it returns some of the power he feels like he gives up by letting his partner care about him

- might have to write that fic now that im thinking about it....

- if youre so anxious you dont want to be touched, it'll be a little harder for him, but if he reaches for you and you back away he'll try to talk you down and remind you that he's not going to let anything happen and as long as he's breathing he'll make sure you're okay

- if youre officially together and youre anxious about something small, he's actually surprisingly nice to talk to,, before you were close you felt like you were bothering him with small, insignificant things,, but once you know that he cares about you he's a patient listener bc he likes being really present with you when he can bc he's busy so often

- sometimes if youre worried or upset he jumps to anger towards the object of your distress before comfort, but once youre at the dating part, you know that that's just how he is, and anger is how he shows love in a way?? lol, so you just have to clearly tell him that you'd rather him stay with you then rush out and like smite someone, he'll stop and comfort you

- sometimes how much he cares makes him angry at himself bc he begins to question if he'd pick you/your happiness over his goal, if he can't convince himself that you'd never get in the way of that, he gets a little cold until he feels assured in his loyalties or at least assured in the fact that your happiness would never conflict with his goals

- that can happen at any point in your relationship,, i feel like it'd happen more when he's unsure about his feelings bc seeing how much he cares about someone that's nothing to him makes him want to banish his nerves

- overall though,, once he cares about you, whether he's fully accepted it or not, he'd burn the world down to make you feel okay again,, or stay in bed with you for awhile, or both--whatever you want, really

[synchlora]

newsagogo & hot chimp & party poison im too lazy to find the symbols for them

oh boy this is gonna be really fuckin long cause i spent way too long imagining the scenario where Party meets the DJs.

some background on this scene to give Party more context: Party was a juvie hall for some time in the city and had a tracker placed in the back of their neck by BLi. they got this removed but they were attacked during this process and the person removing it was killed, so they have an open gash there. they had to immediately run and got lost in the underground, eventually making it to the desert where they wandered along the road in really rough shape.

and mild trigger warning bc i do mention a dead body here and looting. nothing in detail but it is mentioned!!

anyway, without further ado here's some shit i wrote way too fast bc this hc scene is very vivid in my mind:

“Told ya we shouldn’t’ve gone out this far,” Hot Chimp rolled her eyes at Newsie’s snarky comment, rasped out through the thin, hot desert air.

"Well maybe if you’d’ve known our directions worth half a shit we wouldn’t’ve gotten lost out in Zone 3 for two hours,” Chimp raised an eyebrow at the ‘joy sitting next to her and the two of them couldn’t help but crack a smile. They both loved an adventure, albeit one on a day as hot as this may not be ideal. They were just headed out for a quick supply run out to Zone 2, but had gotten hopelessly lost at Cherri’s vague instruction of “somewhere out by a rock that looks kinda like a skyscraper” as if half the cliffs out here didn’t look exactly the same.

It’d been several very long hours of driving the van out in sweltering heat, and the two of them were somewhat on edge from the temperature. Trying to drown out the overwhelming heat, Hot Chimp turned the dial on the radio up and let some music blast loudly before Newsie could protest. But rather than the usual disgruntled mumbles of her partner, Newsie suddenly gripped her shoulder and shook her to get her attention. Chimp dialed the radio down and gave a puzzled look before looking to where News was pointing.

Out on the side of the road, there was a body.

Obviously, it’s not uncommon to come across dusted ‘joys out in the zones, but this one looked like they were just a kid, couldn’t be older than 17. They didn’t even look quite like they were dressed right for the desert, wearing torn up scraps that were duller than anything you’d see out in the desert. This was a city kid, some random rebel so desperate for escape that they wound up getting ghosted as soon as they tasted some real freedom.

Chimp grimaced at the sight, pulling the van over to the side of the road a few yards off from where the ghosted kid lay. She gave News an unsteady look and she returned a little nod before they both got out of the car. Tragic as deaths out in the zones may be, if you’re dusted it means you don’t need your gear anymore. And there’s no point in wasting any good materials for some foolish idea that the dead may care.

The two ‘joys headed over to the body, holding their hands up to the blistering sun. They’d have to be fast, couldn’t waste any water on sweating it out while getting some supplies that may not even be worth it. News reached down to the corpse first, placing a hand on their neck to ensure that they were in fact dead and there was no hope of taking them back to be another of the many strays that Cherri takes in. Chimp looked over to her partner who simply shook her head, signalling her to start rummaging through the dusted kid’s pockets.

Not a whole lot to speak of: a couple carbons, a jacket that may be worth patching up, a good pair of shoes (which seemed like they may even fit), and- best of all- a knife that wasn’t even rusted. Just as Newsie began to lift the body so that Chimp could slip off the decently salvageable jacket, a sudden gasp of breath and an ungodly scream escaped the lips of the previously-believed-to-be-dead rebel.

Newsie and Chimp both leapt back, dropping the supposedly ghosted rebel hard on the ground, their head making solid contact with cracked up asphalt. Chimp’s gun was drawn in a heartbeat and Newsie held hers pointed low at the figure that was groaning in pain before them. The wide-eyed ‘joys stared frantically at the kid that they swear was fucking dead just a minute ago.

The dazed city kid began to stumble to their feet and Chimp practically jumped back.

“Don’t move a fucking muscle, batt rat!” Chimp held her ray gun steadily, not batting an eye at the stranger that had just come to life in front of her. The young rebel looked up to the two ‘joys, only seeming to fully process that they had weapons drawn and pointed at them in this moment. They opened their mouth to speak but quickly shut back up. Whether it was out of fear or dehydration (if this kid could even dehydrate much less die), the two DJs didn’t know.

Chimp stood still, nodding over to News who remembered suddenly that she had a radio. She took out the radio, calling to Cherri to let him know what the fuck had just happened. Not too many details, just that they’d found a near-dead city kid that’d scared the everloving shit out of them. She took a while to explain the events of the past few minutes and a garbled voice came back over the static, talking for far too long. Chimp could tell by the exasperated look on Newsie’s face exactly what Cherri had said. He’d never been one to turn down anyone who’d needed help, dead or not.

Newsie rolled her eyes and looked back between the previously-ghosted kid on the ground and to her partner who, while appearing steady, was truthfully scared as all shit. She’d never let it show though. News looked up to Chimp, looking tired but also pleading, knowing that Chimp wouldn’t exactly be happy about bringing home a half-dead city rat. But Chimp knew just as well that she couldn’t leave the kid out here, and that Newsie wouldn’t let her.

~~~~~

By this time, Party’s whole body was burning. They had no fucking clue where they were. One moment they were stumbling through the underground, the next they were bleeding out along a road, and the next they were being held at gunpoint by the two brightest people they’d ever seen in their life. Their head was still spinning from a mix of dehydration, blood loss, and the nasty crash their head had when they went falling into the asphalt road. Speaking of asphalt, Witch, they’re really burning up. Every bit of skin that so much as touched the road burned hotter than a stove.

They watched their captors (is that what you’d call them?) as they appeared to discuss what to do with them over some device that spat static and garbled words. After the shorter of the two seemed to finish the conversation they’d had over the little black box, the taller one all too suddenly approached them, ray gun still drawn.

“Get up,” she practically spat out the words, “we’re headed back to the station,” she hesitated with a sigh, shifting a glance back at her partner, “and apparently we’re taking you with us.”

Party sat there stunned, hardly able to even imagine moving their aching limbs and unsure if they could even walk anymore.

“Well? Are you gonna get up or are you gonna let yourself burn up out here,” this time the shorter ‘joy spoke up from the seat of a van that was parked a few yards away from where they sat.

“We don’t need to take ya back,” the person near them didn’t offer so much as a hand to help them to their feet, but they took that warning as final. They stumbled to their feet, breathing in sharply between clenched teeth as they painstakingly stood up and staggered over to the open van doors. All the while feeling the presence of the taller ‘joy directly behind them, watching every move.

They practically collapsed into the back seat of the van, slipping in and out of consciousness as the car went roughly over the uneven terrain. Every jagged movement of the van sent Party into another spiral of sharp pain, sending shockwaves from the open wound in the back of their neck. They tried their best to steady themselves in the back seat of the van but they could hardly stay awake long enough to even register half of their surroundings. They heard a foggy conversation in one brief window of wakefulness.

“I don’t know, we shouldn’t be so rough on ‘em. Like that’s just a kid, Chimp, we don’t know shit about them,” the voice sounded like the one that spoke to the little black box earlier.

“You saw what the fuck happened, News! I jus-,” the other voice, seemingly named Chimp, paused to tap anxiously at the steering wheel, “I don’t know what the fuck just happened back there but that ‘kid’ wasn’t alive when we first found ‘em,” that one sounded more like the ‘joy that had yelled at them earlier.

“Still,” the smaller joy (was her name News?) breathed a long sigh, “Just let Cherri deal with ‘em I guess.”

The other voice seemed to soften and took on an apologetic tone, “I’m sorry for bein’ so spooked earlier. ‘S just that scared the livin’ shit outta me,” she paused before her voice picked up somewhat as she elbowed the other ‘joy, “didn’t wanna lose ya to some zombie kid.”

A couple of giggles escaped the shorter ‘joy’s lips at the remarks made by Chimp about the ‘undead’ rebel in the backseat.

“Witch, how do we even begin to explain this one t’ Cherri?” News chimed in through more laughter. Chimp’s gentle chuckle broke through the conversation as well.

“Dunno, ‘m sure his religious ass will probably eat up whatever story we give ‘im though,” she paused and went into a dramatic more masculine voice, “Oh you’re sure they were dusted? Well that can only mean one thing, ‘s gotta be some sorta divine intervention!” the shorter ‘joy bust out into a full laughter that filled the van with a smile you could feel more than see. Party’s head panged with immense pain as the laughter rang out in their ears. They slowly slipped back away into unconsciousness as the van harshly jolted them around in the back of the car.

and that's all!! not to leave it on a cliff hanger but bro ive got even more ideas abt Party meeting Kobra and everyone else and that's a whole other long ass story that i wanna write too sgvfhbfhbgj. hope this is comprehensible, i have no clue how to write dialogue

[vurren]

It wasn't a joke. And that's okay. May I know what you look for in a partner, if it's not intrusive?

Sure! Just remember not to change yourself for me, ok?

Nobody that matches my DNI (I mean, obviously)

18 to 21 (I'm 19 atm. might change when I hit 20)

not cishet

not a cis guy (there are exceptions)

not cis and a lesbian. It triggers my dysphoria that they might see me as a diet woman (there are exceptions like my best friends)

actually I really just prefer a trans partner because I feel safer that way

Not neurotypical. Nothing against NTs but I need my partner to be on the same wavelength as me

chaotic funny, good sense of humor

And by good I mean the stuff you might see on my blog

I really want a partner who sends funny anons/asks because that's always hilarious

Also being open about our relationship on our blogs

Someone who shares interests with me (like drawing, Pokemon, danfanronpa are the big ones atm)

someone who doesn't judge me for my quirks

and maybe they have some of their own

For example: I'm kinda-sorta dating Monokuma from Danganronpa (it's sorta obvious how much I love him) so I will still love/date him if we get together

Also I'm aroflux and how romantic I feel changes in the day. I 100% don't like mouth kisses though. Plus I think im demiromantic and i need to be friends first, but I'm unsure.

Also note I'm polyam but that includes openess with my partners. I can live with a closed relationship (including Monokuma oops) though

I forgot to mention im basically 100% asexual with a few exceptions so please don't expect things to get sexual

someone who is patient and can talk through issues instead of letting them fester

someone who can deal with the fact that I can't drive or work because of autism

Someone who can deal with the fact that I might not be ready to move out of my home for a long time

Ok you'll just have to deal with a lot of brain-related stuff, like how my trauma makes it hard to trust ppl will stay with me

Can cook (this is mostly a joke but its a plus LOL)

There's more but I can't think

Even if you meet all my standards I'm still not 100% going to feel the same way, my crushes are very rare but when I have a real one they are strong.

[alotta-lovin]

I'd love to hear more about the Witchy Plant Shop! AU if you feel like talking about it!! -💜

Of Course!

AU Name - Witchy Plant Shop! AU

(Credit to giving me the idea for the AU is @hardcoreshippingmyself tbh–)

Tid Bit Info -

This AU is where Cronus is Human, so keep that in mind, so if other troll come into the AU they would be human as well– Just sayin.

Roles in this AU - 

Witchy Shop Owner - Myself

New Employee - Cronus

How we meet in the AU -

Basically i’m watering the plants around the shop that are there, Among the things in this shop, basically plants, herbs, incense, incense burners etc. but still have to take care of the plants, due to not having much traffic i’m used to playing my own music and dancing + singing around the shop while i do my work, So im normally in my own little world, i put a sign out in the front window, “Help wanted”, as i was singing and minding my own buissness while watering the plants and kinda dancing around he walks down the sidewalk and stops for a minute and looks in, slightly smiling he then looked down and noticed help was needed and walked in and made sure the door shut quietly as their is a bell at the top of it, he stood there and just watched for a bit before he spoke up “Eyyy– Nice singin’ there dollface–” i instantly jumped and stopped singing as i turned around after setting the watering can on the counter “How long have you been there….?” he soon looked down at his phone and put it back into his pocket after pulling it out “Mmm…’bout fiwve minutes.” “WHY DIDNT YOU SAY ANYTHING?!” “YOU VWERE HAVWIN FUN ALRIGHT!!” i stepped back and slightly furrowed my brow at him for a moment before straightening out and trying to shake off the embarrassment as i turned off the music and spoke up “So how may i help you” “I’m lookin for a job”

How the relationship starts (and then sum) -

He was already in one when he started working for me…and as time goes on and since we are spending a lot of time together, thats the only reason i knew why he was in a relationship, i started to notice i actually had feelings for him and tried to slightly keep my distance away from him while working with him unless i needed to talk to him cause it wasn’t my place to be and that spot as a partner was taken. i could tell he was getting frustrated as i used to talk to him from across the store as well while we were working but that had stopped a lil bit suddenly as i noticed i had feelings for him, while trying to put up some candles on a tall shelf even on a step ladder i wasnt tall enough he came up and picked me up so i was higher and i froze for a minute and heard him speak “Just put the candles up.” doing so i did it quickly and put them where i wanted them to be and he set me down i jumped down off the step ladder and went to walk away quickly but he’s taller than me..and has longer legs as he picked me up again and sat me down on the counter and put his arms on either side of me looking me dead in the eye “Vwhat evwer problem you’wve got wvith me you need to ice it right nowv and tell me wvhats vwrong.” i couldn’t help but look away as i infact enjoyed when he got demanding when he was angry or ticked about something as i had seen it before while he was stocking shelves and i told him it needed to be sorted a certain way and i told him he had to do it again. but he lifted his hand up and put it on my chin and turned my face back and held it there “Tell me.”

So sorta stuck in the situation and i knew it wouldn’t work to tell him ‘i’m fine its nothing’ cause it was very clear it was something was up, taking a deep breath and i lift my hand up and place it on his arm and slowly push it away as i lift my head out of his grasp and look at him for a minute before speaking up “I like you…a lot. and not in a friend way. and its unprofessional and wrong on many levels for me to like you since 1, you work for me, and 2, you have a person you go home to every day. so i’m trying to keep my distance so i’m not stepping on peoples toes. i wouldn’t want that done to me so why should i do it to someone else.” i finished speaking as he stood there and slightly loosened up and looked at me a bit surprised as i think be thought i started to have sour feelings for him. i pull my legs up and turn around jumping down on the opposite side of the counter as i’d pick up some of the crystals and walk to the shelves and casing for them so i can put them away and put some in stock as he stood there for a good 10 minutes as i continued to work and leaned against one of the cases and spoke up snapping him out of what ever trance he was in.

“You gonna be okay…? I understand if you don’t want to work here anymore. the air is kinda thick with an awkward energy right now so i understand not-” “I’m staying.” as i stood there a bit confused as i figured that would be something to make him quit and i cleared my throat and tilted my head to the side and spoke up with that confused hint in my tone “ excuse me?…” “I’m staying… and don’t think that i’m upset about your feelings by the vway dollface…it just confirms mine–” “What…?” “Vwe share feelings, Faith…”

And with that i stood there surprised as all hell, looking down at the glass casing as i tried to make sure i heard him right he pulled out his phone and checked the time before looking back up and walking towards the casing i was leaning on and kneeled down so he was in my line of vision “And i don’t have anyone to go home to, he left a few days ago… maybe a bit longer.” “ O h…uhm… well then…” Unsure of what to say i just stammered over my words for a bit and tried to gather myself once more as he stood up and kissed the top of my head “Vwe’ll talk more about it after closing time alright?”

I Hope that answers your question about this AU i cant really think of anything else i wanted to add to this as im kinda tired and a lil distracted but ill reblog this when i remember something about it i wanna add to it!

[winterywitch]

aaa i saw u rb a lot of fl stuff and 👀👀 do u play fallen London... do u have any characters/hcs for it

i used to play it a lot!! unfortunately my disabled ass just could not keep up with the fancy prose💦💦 plus the big name fandom as i remember it was trash anyway

all i was really into was the masters anyway but im sure i would get into more if i got back to it!! light fingers was REALLY fun i hope to finish it one day. im also kin w mr eaten which gets very weird and Feelsy

!! i do have some characters, they're all sapphic women except one who's aroace

lois liddell - aroace, mostly uneducated at least in comparison to a lot of the other fancy folk running around the neath, very cockney, punches a bunch. had a qp crush on the quiet deviless but got her heart broken ;-; mostly dangerous and persuasive in terms of stats, in (qp) love with @cocoacasualties' FL oc booker, she's here to kick ass and chew gum. in her future she's some kind of general and she works with the calendar folk?? i think 👀 she also vaguely becomes death itself but that's lore im just not super brushed up on unfortunately... iirc her ambition was hearts desire?

ophelia hollingberry - hypersexual bi ace, very blunt affect and T_T-style line-faced. she's autistic, that was important for me in the sense that it helped me get a little closer to realizing im on the spectrum (more towards the DDNOS and asperger's end of the spectrum than autism but those don't ^_^;;;; exist anymore technically). also she's a survivor which in her case kind of draws her to sex work. it's safe and only happens on her terms, sexual interaction has never worked that way for her before. she's a little scared of romance though because she doesn't often feel it very profoundly and the last person who loved her committed suicide bc she didn't love him. she never realized that was a purposeful, cruel thing to manipulate her and scar her emotionally. she also has a bad leg and doesn't like shoes, she walks around in scarlet stockings (but like with a long enough skirt to not immediately die of scandal lol). she starts out a pretty big fan of mr wines just in terms of what he's doing and his fun little sex work ring but she comes to be disillusioned with the masters as a whole, later finding them unanimously corrupt. which she's not exactly wrong about? her ambition is light fingers which has only traumatized her further but another personal ambition of hers is to sexually pleasure the vake. yes, she's serious, she insists with that T_T look on her face. she has weird pseudosexual tension w mr fires, @hauntpark's FL dude harvey is kinda sorta her partner she's still working through what she wants but she's also desperately in love (semiromantically?) with @scherzotz's lady, ivy. mostly persuasive and shadowy stats-wise. she's doin fine. i think she becomes a huntress in parabola which is like SHES DOING, REALLY FUCKIN GOOD

vivienne armani - ophelia's aunt! she's a lesbian and she's like in her 40s but she fell into a coma in her early 20s because she studied the correspondence and it kinda, slightly flooded her head a little (im still figuring out how that even Works but correspondence is a fuck 6284882989 dead constables etc). she's still mentally in her 20s but she's really really trying to catch up. she's had /some/ luck with it! being the freaky vodka aunt isn't too hard. she loves danger and horrifying thrills and actually has a bit of a Thing(tm) for blood which leads to some Confusing Feelings for @scherzotz's lady, hester - but she's staying appropriate, she knows the physical gap in age is pretty big between them and she respects that. she had an older husband when she was pretty young mostly as a financial thing and a protection thing, there were a lot of nasty men trying to marry into her family - said husband was more like a friend to her than anything. they never had children and he never had sex with her or gave any romantic overtures, period. and he was really her first friend she could trust and marriage was one of the only smooth avenues that they could meet in unfortunately, in vivienne's very traditional and misogynist circle of society, but someone murdered him. her ambition thus is nemesis and she's having a great time! she loves hats a lot. mostly watchful and shadowy in terms of stats, she's very smiley and she's doing her best! her future seems to be liberation of the night

dorothy ernest - she, is a lesbean. she and the next girl are way less developed but she was made out of spite at first bc the fandom was very racist in a lazy britaboo "this society is post racial!!!2" kind of way. so she's not ambiguously brown like one of her inspirations was in the least she is unambiguously black and if she had her way she would really have nothing to do with these pretentious shitty white britaboos, but alas they're most of the important NPCs and ocs and her ambition is bag a legend which needs her to make connections to even figure out what she's looking for. she doesn't think she's gonna get very invested in this beyond it being a way of proving herself to the neath as someone it and the surface shunned and abused but she actually gets weirdly into the bazaar lore and like she thinks it's ridiculous bullshit that could have easily been fixed if everyone perhaps spoke to each other a little more, which she's right about, but she's weirdly into it nonetheless. she's very like 👀🔪📝🍵 "go on?" mostly dangerous and shadowy wrt stats, unsure what her future is

stella isabella - i dont know SHIT she's a living doll and right now she's a pretty young kid but she wants to be just like @scherzotz's oc hester which is worrying. however she never does, she just becomes /cooler/ as an adult than hester seemed to be. so that's good. her ambition was going to be enigma if i ever figured that shit out, she's mostly shadowy w/ stats

(collapses) we did that lads