#and i hate that i miss him so much because i stopped talking to him for a REASON

[megumismyhusband]

Heyo! Just saw your recent post and could u kindly do sassy blue lock men and a sassier s/o 🥺 imagine them just bantering 24/7

heloo!! i love this request oh em gee😖 also if u want more don’t be afraid to ask!!!

Isagi Yoichi

You sat across from Isagi at a café, both sipping your drinks. He looked up, eyebrows raised, as you scrolled through your phone.

“You’re not even paying attention to me,” he said, mock-offended.

“Maybe because you’re not interesting,” you replied without missing a beat.

“Excuse me? I’m literally the most interesting person you know.”

“You think ‘Yoichi Isagi, professional soccer player’ is a personality?” you shot back, smirking.

He gawked at you, then leaned back in his chair with a dramatic sigh. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet here you are, sitting with me instead of practicing.”

“Okay, you win this one,” he muttered, hiding his grin behind his coffee cup.

“Like I ever lose,” you teased, sticking out your tongue.

Itoshi Rin

“You know, for someone who says they hate distractions, you sure let me ruin your focus all the time,” you said, leaning casually against the wall of Rin’s training room.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Rin replied, not even looking up as he wiped sweat off his brow. “You’re more like… background noise.”

“Wow, it must be exhausting being this delusional,” you said with a mock-pitying tone.

He finally looked at you, eyes narrowed. “You’re the one who barged in here just to talk. What does that say about you?”

“That you secretly enjoy my company but are too emotionally stunted to admit it,” you replied with a grin.

Rin stared at you for a moment, then clicked his tongue. “You’re so annoying.”

“And you’re so predictable,” you shot back. “Now hurry up. I’m bored, and you owe me dinner.”

Nagi Seishiro

You were trying to tidy up the living room when you tripped over something—Nagi’s ridiculously long limbs, sprawled across the floor as he napped.

“Seishiro!” you shouted, poking him with your foot.

“Hm? What?” he mumbled, barely opening his eyes.

“You’re literally in the middle of the room! Why are you like this?”

“It’s comfy,” he said, turning onto his side. “Why are you yelling so much? You’re so noisy.”

“You’re so lazy!” you retorted, picking up a pillow and tossing it at him.

He caught it effortlessly, smirking. “Lazy, but still better at everything than you.”

“Oh, really? Try being better at cleaning.”

“Pass.”

“You’re impossible,” you muttered, plopping down beside him.

“And yet, you’re still here,” he teased, reaching over to tug you closer.

Chigiri Hyoma

Chigiri sat in front of the mirror, meticulously braiding his hair while you watched from the bed.

“You spend more time in front of that mirror than I do in a day,” you quipped, lying back with your hands behind your head.

“And it shows,” he fired back without missing a beat.

You gasped, sitting up. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Your hair’s always a mess. Just saying,” he said with a smirk, glancing at you in the mirror.

“At least I don’t cry if the wind ruins my ponytail,” you shot back, grinning.

“That happened once,” he snapped, turning to face you.

“And I’ll never let you live it down,” you said, sticking out your tongue.

“Fine. But don’t ask me to braid your hair ever again,” he huffed, turning back to the mirror.

“Please, you’ll do it anyway. You can’t resist my charm.”

“Debatable,” he muttered, though his smirk betrayed him.

Kunigami Rensuke

You stood in the kitchen, staring down Kunigami as he tried to help you cook. He was currently holding a knife completely wrong.

“That’s not how you chop an onion,” you said, raising an eyebrow.

“Does it matter? It’s getting chopped,” he replied, slicing unevenly.

“Yes, it matters! Are you trying to lose a finger?”

He stopped, looking at you. “Relax. I’ve been through worse on the field.”

“And yet, here you are, losing to an onion,” you teased.

Kunigami groaned but handed you the knife. “Fine. Show me how it’s done, Master Chef.”

You grabbed the knife and quickly chopped the onion into perfect pieces. “See? It’s not that hard.”

He watched, arms crossed, before muttering, “Show-off.”

“Admit it. You’d starve without me.”

“Maybe,” he said with a sly grin. “But I could live off takeout just to prove you wrong.”

Bachira Meguru

“Bet you can’t score on me,” Bachira said, holding a soccer ball and grinning mischievously.

“Bet I can,” you shot back, hands on your hips.

“You? Miss ‘I trip over air’? Okay, try.”

You glared at him but took the ball, dribbling it toward the makeshift goal. He blocked every attempt, laughing like a maniac the whole time.

“You’re so bad at this!” he teased, dancing away with the ball.

“At least I don’t look like a hyperactive squirrel on the field,” you snapped, smirking.

“Sassy! I like it,” he said, tossing the ball aside and pulling you into a hug. “But you still lost.”

“Only because you cheat,” you grumbled, burying your face in his chest.

“And you still love me!” he said, spinning you around.

“Unfortunately,” you muttered, but your smile gave you away.

[niniwritesxo]

‘will you let me hit?’

nam-gyu x fem reader

(part two of ‘we’re teaming up’)

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it’s been 2 days since the mingle game and you haven’t really seen nam-gyu since. which is good because you didn’t want to face him anyway.

ever since he rescued your ass you felt weird, did he feel bad for you? ugh.

the crazy thing was how you recognised him instantly because of that stupid smirk he always wore on his face.

9 years earlier

‘nam-gyu i already told yo-‘ you open your mouth to speak but he cuts you off, looking up from his book making direct contact.

‘noona..tell me, if i ace this exam….you know what never mind.’ he laughs at his own stupid idea, shaking his head.

you hated it when he called you that, you were like 8 months older than him anyway. it made you feel like a ancient woman.

‘hey! you can’t be like that’ you say grabbing the book in his hand so he would look up at you.

‘if you ace this exam?…’ you ask him genuinely wondering what he was going to say.

‘..will you let me hit?’ he asks with a smirk, his hand lifting up to fix his hair.

you let out a laugh as i hear his question, was he fucking kidding?

‘nam-gyu, you can’t be serious, miss park literally begged me to be your tutor, that’s all i am to you.’ i reply, trying to stay as ‘professional’ as possible.

besides you had a boyfriend, jaewon. he was a dick to you but you’ve been together for almost two years now and honestly you don’t know what to do without him.

talking about the devil, your phone starts ringing and you see the number id, it’s jaewon.

as you pick up the phone nam-gyu looks pissed, he knew jaewon from school but they weren’t friends, not even close. they fought last year over something so stupid you chose to forget about it.

he grabs the book out of your hand rolling his eyes, he flips to the right page and starts reading.

‘hey nam-gyu i have to-‘ you feel guilty leaving him right now because you didn’t even finish the paragraph but jaewon needed you.

‘yeah sure see ya’ he responded with venom in his voice.

he hated how you did everything for him, you would drop everything to see him, how fucking stupid? you were like a fucking dog. nam-gyu didn’t even like you that much but you didn’t deserve to be treated like that.

present day

‘how is that dipshit boyfriend of yours?’

you shoot up at the voice, looking to your right seeing that dumb smirk again.

‘married’ you respond sighing, finally making eyecontact with him.

‘wow really, when did he ask y-‘ he starts, trying to act interest when he couldn’t give less of a fuck.

‘to kang mina’ i finish my sentence scoffing at how dumb i sound

kang mina was like the queen bee of our school, she wasn’t smart, she was just really pretty. and i guess that’s what jaewon fell for seems like beauty does matter.

he can’t help himself but laugh at you, the way his hair would hit his cheek, his dimple would show. it all reminded you of the past.

‘holy fuck he didn’t marry you?’ he laughs.

‘and kang mina? fuck she was such a bitch’ he stops laughing and looks at you.

‘hey y/n, my offer still stands you know’ he says tracing little circles on your right thigh.

i remember having a conversation with nam-gyu’s ex girlfriend a few years back, she told me about his personality while dating. apparently he is a master at manipulation.

he had all sorts of tricks up his sleeve to make girls melt for him, it didn’t matter what he wanted, he always made sure he got it in the end.

i scoff trying to remember his stupid ‘offer’

‘your offer?’ i ask him foolishly looking at him with a annoyed face.

‘these games can get..pretty stressful, so if you want to relieve some stress..’ he starts again fiddling with his rings like a nervous teenager.

‘fucking spit it out nam-gyu’ i say impatiently, rolling my eyes at the man in front of me.

‘if you want me to fuck your brains out, you know where to find me’ he responds quickly, looking up at you.

and then he did it, biting his bottom lip. he did that whenever he got under your skin. you hated it.

you recognised it all too well, nam-gyu has always been a horny spazz and the look he gave you just now? confirmed he is still that same old guy you once knew.

‘get lost nam-gyu’ i scoff looking at him.

the man finally takes his hand of your thigh and decides to walk away, he turns around and walks over to the purple haired guy he is always with.

meanwhile you are still sitting on your bed, realizing you are squeezing your thighs together all of the sudden.

out of all the 456 people here, nam-gyu made you horny? what the fuck are you supposed to do now?

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okay guys soooo i tried a different writing style, do you guys like it? :3

this will become a series btw! and there will be smut, (i know you horny mfs are waiting for it lmao)

[brighteststarz]

HOT TAKE

Feel free to disagree with me, this is just my opinion..but hear me out till the end plz this is LONG

I’ve seen so much Jegulus hate since the rise of it.

I joined the marauders fandom literally the year Jegulus got popular so it was the first ship I saw and I connected to it. I started reading fanfics for it that were LIFE changingly good.

Yet when it was growing in popularity it was also gaining a lot of hate for not being canon or for being so random(which yeah, it was random. It started as a joke but who cares?? It’s amazing) since when has canon mattered to you guys?

Anyways with the rise of hate it’s like they knew they couldn’t hate on it just for it making James gay/bi because that would make them seem homophobic, so they brought Lily into it and HEARD ME OUT. Some people just can’t stand the idea of a character they want to see themselves with wanting someone who’s not like them and they relate to Lily so they don’t like regulus.

A lot of people bring up that Lily gets bashed in a lot of jegulus fics like saying it happens too much but that’s not completely true it’s not that common. A lot of “Lily bashing” tags aren’t attached to jegulus fics they’re attached to Jily fics or jeverus fics and prongsfoot yet the blame goes to ONLY jegulus fics bc yeah some do bash Lily I’m not denying that but it’s not that common. The tag is common, but not just in jegulus fics.

Misogyny is bad, yes. However this isn’t a Jegulus issue, it’s a whole marauders fandom issue they always avoid giving the girls characterisation or they make the girls seem like a roadblock for ships like wolfstar or jegulus, or drarry ANY ship.

The problem isn’t just Jegulus tho.

Which brings me to my next point. People say “jegulus fics sideline Lily” which… c’mon. If she’s not the main character that’s not a problem. Guess what, wolfstar fics also sideline Lily, they sideline James as well. Bc they aren’t the main character for that specific fic. Guess what? Jily fics also sideline wolfstar and regulus and Mary. Just because your fav character isn’t a main character in the fic doesn’t mean it’s bad or misogynistic or bashing. They’re just not the mains.

Also, almost every Jegulus edit I see or Jegulus related video I see has someone in the comments talking about “Lily💔” / “what about Lily” /“everyones forgetting Jily” / “I miss Jily” /

Which by the way, no one is stopping you from consuming Jily content or making it.

Whenever I see a Jily video, do you know what the comments are usually? Not about Jegulus that’s what. However occasionally the captions will say something against Jegulus like how they dislike it which is fair you don’t have to like it but what does that have to do with your edit?

Why do I see more Jegulus hate that Jily hate when all anyone ever talks about in this fandom is how toxic Jegulus shippers are and how we’re bashing Lily all the time. Every Jegulus fic I’ve ever read had Lily treated like a goddess which isn’t to say there are NO lily bashing fics I know they’re out there but they’re not a Jegulus problem.

Another thing I’d like to address is how some Jily shippers have told me before that since I like regulus I MUST be racist because regulus is racist in canon? First of all, he is a blood purist, at most he is probably incestous in canon not racist but the glory of fanfiction is you can take that away from his character and make him better. Blood purist has to do with keeping the bloodline pure, keeping magic alive and power, not race. I’m sure there were black pureblood families as well. Also, I’m black, so telling me that I must be racist for liking regulus is kinda… I’m not sure how the blood purist thing got translated into real world racism making ppl think I must be racist for relating to regulus, babes the thing I relate to is being the younger sibling left behind in a toxic household😳

Also, in the very end he sacrificed himself so that counts for something to me and I headcanon he didn’t share his parents beliefs or changed his mind. People act like regulus is so bad but none of the characters in marauders era are perfect. Sirius grew up the same way reg did. Sirius revealed Remus’s secret to Severus. James bullied Severus(even though I think that was more of a rivalry/mutual bullying)

Also for the people who say “Jegulus is just another version of Jeverus” I firmly believe it’s NOT for many different reasons but we are all entitled to our own opinions.

Jegulus: best friends brother trope, slight age gap(one year I think?), death eater/(whatever James was?), strict abusive family/perfect family, sunshine x grumpy, anti hero/hero, rivals to lovers/occasionaly enemies to lovers, quite and reserved slightly evil and highly mean character falls in love with the loud class clown, gay reg x bi James or sometimes ace/demi sexual reg x bisexual James, slytherin x griffindor AND MANY MORE REASONS BUT I CANT THINK OF THEM RN.

Jeverus: romantic rivals to lovers(competing for Lily), slytherin x griffindor, bully/victim?(idk I don’t read many jeverus fics), pureblood who doesn’t believe in blood supremacy x halfblood who’s also somehow a blood purist?

(There are big differences but because I don’t read jeverus I might not be the most qualified to talk about the differences but there are key ones if you take the time to actually read a good Jegulus fic before assuming)

Also people hating on Jegulus because it erases jily because Jily should be the main ship since it’s canon. I hate to remind you but you know Remus canonically married Sirius’s younger cousin yet yall don’t have a problem with wolfstar. If your issue with Jegulus is that it’s not canon, then I hope you also hate wolfstar and I hope you only read fanfics of Remus being straight since canonically he is and you care so much about canon 🌝

One last note, I’ve seen people say they HATE how people say drarry is Jegulus coded it should be that Jegulus is drarry coded because drarry came first… it’s not that deep. Timeline wise James and regulus are older, they were born first, however drarry was a ship before Jegulus was, but WHO CARES? why is this a reason to hate Jegulus? Just bc people say drarry is similar to Jegulus? They’re also mad that Jegulus stole ❤️💚 from drarry but why is that an issue? What’s the big deal? This part of the hate feels so unnecessary and forced plz find a better reason to hate this ship. The people saying that Jegulus is erasing Jily are more creative than the ones who are pissed off about two emojis representing different ships. Calm down.

Frankly I think the hate is fake and forced & some people think the only way Jegulus could work is if it’s hella toxic and leads to Jily because James could never choose regulus over his wife? Everyone has different opinions but don’t hate on others for liking Jegulus just because you don’t(this goes for any ethical ship in the fandom). If you don’t like it don’t read about it.

That’s all! If you took the time to read this full hot take thank you for hearing me out! I would be okay with having a peaceful debate in the comments if you disagree 🖤

[bloggerspam]

"So, like." Steph oh so nonchalantly starts, stirring her melting froyo to the toppings mix in. "Since we're all official now…"

"Yeah..?" Val draws out the vowels, unsure of where her (new!) girlfriend (girlfriend!!!) is going with this conversation.

Steph opens her mouth, closes it. Starts to say something, stops. Opens her mouth again, only to slump as she stuffed another bite of her froyo into her mouth.

"I know the whole girlfriend-girlfriend thing is new and all," Val furrows her brow, "But we were friends first, y'know. Whatever it is," Val sets down her froyo to lay a hand gently on Steph's wrist on the table. "You can talk to me."

Steph looks up into Val's eyes, hopefully seeing her sincerity, and they lose time like that for a moment. Val could drown in those diamond blues, and thank whatever higher beings exist for it.

Steph blinks, coughing with a lovely blush on her face before she dons on a determined expression. "Jason said that you knew—about, well…"

Val relaxes, finally understanding what the issue is. "Your night shift?"

"Yes!" Steph slumps in relief. "Yeah. Well—he said you knew about his night job, but I'm—I'm glad you know about mine too."

"It wasn't that hard of a stretch. From what he says you guys know about Amity Park too, right?" Val rubs her thumb up and down Steph's warm skin.

"Yeah, 'course." Steph grins, taking another bite of her froyo and humming happily. She even does a happy little wiggle, she's so cute Val might die.

Maybe Danny can find her in the Realms and bring her back?

"It was a little hard, considering Phantom doesn't really capture well on digital, but we had our suspicions, especially when the accident was well documented at the hospital.

Val nods, leaning back and taking her own bite of her froyo before it completely becomes slop. "Bet it didn't help that Huntress avoided cameras like an expert," Val smirks, before it turns wry. "And fought like cats and dogs at first."

"I was surprised Sam hated Phantom, actually." Steph tilts her head, making a face and completely missing Val's expression. "Jason was convinced they were there during Danny's accident."

Val isn't sure what to say to that, because it sounds like…it sounds like Steph thinks…?

"Speaking of—" Steph beams at Val, blinding her in her already poor state of confusion, "Will you tell Sam if she wants to get back in the game over in Metropolis, we can put her in contact with the Supers to talk about it?"

"You want me to tell Sam this…" Val says slowly, "…because you think Sam is Huntress?"

"Uh…yeah?" Steph hesitates, before ticking off her points with her fingers. "Their fighting styles match, she's got Tucker for the hoverboard, body type is closer—"

"Body type???" Val confusedly asks to herself, Steph still listing a baffling amount of things that support her theory.

Val cuts in louder. "Out of curiousity, how did I factor in?"

Steph pauses at the interruption, blinking. "I mean—you went out with Danny right?"

"That's it??" Val incredulously asks. Steph hunches her shoulders.

"That's how I got in the game??" Steph puts down her empty froyo cup with a hollow thunk. "I was dating Red Robin before even knowing his identity, and then eventually, made my own Robin costume and made Batman hire me."

"That's actually very hot of you," Val says, though she's still confused as fuck. "I would never be able to date a vigi in their mask. Too much stress circling around secret identities."

"I threw a brick at him once for like, stalking me." Steph bares her teeth, looking Val up and down salaciously, "And masks don't bother me all that much.

Val feels her face heat before she manages to get a hold of herself. She wonders if that opinion will hold when it comes to full face helmets.

"Sam's not Huntress." Val decides to nip this in the bud, froyo abandoned into a wet glop. "And I'm going to take you to bed so I can really show you about body types."

Steph gapes at her, satisfyingly red in both mortification and, if frantic glances along Val'd body mean anything, arousal.

"Yes." Steph rasps. "Yes please."

Val wastes no time, grabbing Steph's wrist and tossing their trash on their way out the froyo place.

"I know it's technically our first date," Val says over her shoulder, handing Steph her helmet once they arrive at Val's bike. "And usually I'm supposed to wait for the third date—"

"Fuck that." Steph practically jumps on the bike behind her, wrapping her arms deliciously around Val. "We've been dating for months now, take me to bed."

"You got it babe." Val grins in her own helmet, revving the engine. "Hang tight."

The shoot off with laughter and glee in a mess of bike fumes and dust.

Mechanic! Val AU Extras!

I decided to create a whole new post for the extras, apart from the main story. Sorry If the reblog confused anyone!

But hey, i finally got the inspiration to write this scene out!

It's really bad and rushed because I JUST finished it, but its done and i am not changing it. <3

Also on AO3 :)

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Jason has a plan.

He fidgets with the box of chocolates in his hands, waiting for the door to open. Danny had said he understood, in his texts, had reacted positively to Jason asking to see him, to celebrate Danny's move.

But text can only go so far, and the subtext is actively trying to murder Jason via anxiety and guilt.

Jason's not 100% sure, basically, that Danny knows Jason likes him. The misunderstanding was cleared, but the uncertainty has not.

Jason had a plan, a big one. He was going to take Danny, just the two of them, to the Gotham Observatory to celebrate the move. He was going to lead Danny through the exhibits that he had researched thoroughly before hand, and then take him to dinner at this little hole in the wall Italian place, with the perfect mood lighting and atmosphere for a cozy little dish of spaghetti. Maybe joke about Lady and the Tramp, tell Danny he's pretty.

He was going to ask Danny to be his boyfriend, cuddled up together in the ambient candle lights in his best leather jacket and a little moon rock pendant, to the moon and back and all that. It was going to be perfect, it was going to be good.

And then, maybe, in the far off future Jason could…could let Danny in. Let him know he knows about Phantom, despite Steph's doubts. Slowly start teasing Danny about Red Hood and Jason Todd being on his Hall Pass list.

But then Talia had snitched on Timbers, taunted Jason about how his little replacement was so very hard to catch before throwing a knife at his head.

And then the misunderstanding happened, and Val with the Red Hood reveal, and—

And Jason had a plan, but the plan went to shit.

But Jason is a Bat, against all fucking odds, and so he pivoted, adjusted, re-calibrated the entire time he was working on that stupid Mazda.

The new plan is sound. The new plan is a little slapshot, but it works, and Jason has been practicing his heartfelt apology and subsequent love confession for the last two hours.

The door opens, Danny looking worse for wear. He looks sad, downtrodden, and hurt. Eye red-rimmed and skin a pallor that insomniacs love to don, lips chapped and bitten to all hell. His hair is all over the place, and his voice creaks and cracks when it asks who is it? before the door is even fully open, and Jason thinks he'll have to tell Danny not to do that in Gotham, to check before opening the door because it's not safe and—

And Danny is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, eyes widening upon seeing him, looking flustered and embarrassed to be seen in "such a state."

Jason practiced, he reminds himself, for two hours.

The door opens, and Jason opens his mouth before Danny can even greet him.

"I'm Red Hood!" His voice squeaks at a pitch it's never squeaked before, "I'm Red Hood, you're Phantom, and I'm desperately hoping you understand that I'm an idiot and I was being chased by three ninja assassins and had bloody gloves and couldn't text properly."

Danny is speechless, Jason can see this by the way his mouth flaps open and shut but no sound comes out. Jason is about to crawl out of his own fucking skin. He doesn't remember what his speech was before. He pivots.

"I know I should have waited," He continues, and despite all the training he's so panicked he possibly can't even see anymore, "But I don't like making you wait if I can help it because I'm kind of desperately in love with you?"

There's a long silence.

"Was that a question?" A different voice calls out from behind Danny. Tucker, he thinks.

"No!" Fuck, his face is burning. He looks Danny in the eyes, tries to convey confidence. "I am desperately in love with you."

He stands there, just for a moment, before remembering the chocolates and shoving them gentle into Danny's chest, who takes it with a startled blink. "I got you chocolates. To say sorry, and that I like you."

Danny looks down on at the box, a novelty thing. They're fancy, high quality, shaped into the different moons of Jupiter. Jason had them custom made for the Observatory date.

"I—" Danny pauses, still seeming to process things as he stares at the chocolates in his hand, using his other hand to try and pat down his hair. He's beautiful, and Jason hates that he made him feel any type of negative feelings at all.

"It's okay," Danny finally settles on, smiling softly at him. Jason's insides feel like molten lava. "It was just a misunderstanding."

"Yeah," Jason smiles helplessly back, "But it still hurt you."

Before Danny can say anything to that, he's yanked back into the apartment. Jason reaches out, instinctively, before catching himself.

Sam stands in the doorway with her arms crossed and a scowl that could curdle milk.

Jason swallows dry spit.

"You did hurt him." Sam's voice is so low Jason could scoop it off the floor, "And Danny might forgive you, and Val might have let you off easy, but I don't like it when people hurt my friends."

Behind her, Jason can see Danny being dragged away by Tucker, who gives him a two fingered salute and a wink.

Well. Fuck.

Jason's got a long time to grovel before he can see Danny again, he can tell.

Jason takes a deep breath. It'll be worth it.

Because when all is said and done, he's gonna ask Danny to be his boyfriend.

By the way Danny blows him an apologetic kiss, he's fairly confident they'll be fine.

He catches the kiss and puts it in his pocket, ignoring Sam's rolling eyes, and prepares himself.

Jason, after all, has a plan.

[flo-zoinks]

How would each gang member react to being bitten. Like not sexually just fucking CHOMP. and how would they taste

Seriously ya'll in my inbox are FREAKS. but it's a good thing I love my freaks❤🌟

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU BIT EACH RDR2 GANG MEMBER AND HOW THEY TASTE (NON FREAKY) (MY OPINION)

Also I haven't bitten that many people b4 so the 'taste' will be very unrealistic also cuz imma have fun w it

(ONCE AGAIN ASSUMING UR LIKE JOHN IN TERMS OF SEX, AGE AND REPUTATION IN CAMP AS REACTIONS CHANGE GREATLY)

Hosea - hit you over the head with his newspaper rolled up. "Did nobody teach you any basic decency? ...No I suppose not, thinking of." Not much to taste I think you'd just hit straight bone past skin that tastes like those milk sheets that forms above milk when it's hot

Arthur - generic ARGH SHIT WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU. Probably tastes like a raw beef with cilantro on top.. or venison perhaps

John - "Normally when Pearson's food is too bad again I hunt you know. Animals, not people." Then pushes you away to the ground before quickly leaving to check you didn't just give him an STD or rabies. Tastes like if an animal roadkill was cooked after in a southern heatwave.

Javier - kicks your ballsack then immediately leaves to see if you'd damaged his clothes past repair (courtesy of Tilly if repairable). Then goes back to jump your ass where camp can see you as a warning - though just out of Dutch and Hosea's eyeline

Uncle - "YOU WEIRDO. I KNOW I GOT SOME MEAT ON ME BUT IT DON'T MEAN I'M A FREE BUFFET. Clearly you got enough to eat already by the looks of you anyway!! But if you really wanna eat something.. (he moons you) HAVE THIS". Tastes like a 2€ chicken tikka masala from a pub.

Abigail - slaps you REALLY hard with like instant memories to her working girl days. Tastes like a vegetarian BBQ dish

Jack - will sob immediately REALLY LOUDLY, then bite you back and adopts a behaviour of biting others who he's annoyed at (Abigail HATES you now). Tastes like sugar and chocolate.

Dutch - kicks your leg then laughs as Micah makes a show of being about to bite YOU back when you fall. Probably mostly worried over the fine material you've now damaged and tells you to leave for a bit. Tastes like big game meat, however very dry and sprinkled with nicotine(?)

Molly - hits you with her fan, tells you that you have to pay for her material, and same as the last ones tells Dutch for him to just say 'it's a friendly joke woman', then cries thinking everyone hates her in private later. Tastes like unripe strawberries when they are still quite hard but good nonetheless

Grimshaw - slaps ur face and then later gives you an openly aggressive book on manners in front of female company. Tastes like a week old ham sandwich

Karen - If drunk, punches you. If not, just shoves you and tells you to piss off you creep. Tastes like an alcoholic bonbon

Tilly - kicks you, then tells Javier or Arthur who have a bigger problem with that then if you'd done it to them. Talks shit about you to miss Grimshaw and the other girls (-Abi, Sadie and Molly) so now you're about as popular as Micah with the women in camp. Tastes like mint chocolate chip ice cream that's still a little to frozen to eat.

Bill - says hes grossed out, then INSISTS on biting you back. If he does, he says he didn't do it as hard as you did now he has to do it again. "Bill stop it was 4 months ago it was a joke". Tastes like cooked meat left unattended in a moist basement for a week and a half.

Mary-Beth - looks at you MORTIFIED. However having probably had an experience like this before with a creep shes quick to kick your ballsack and punch you square in the nose, (surprising?). Tastes like frozen Bubu Lubu

Reverend - assumes its because you have a problem with his injections in his arm you try to show it by chomping it. Backs away almost SCRAMBLING in panic, and tells you come to him for an exorcism should you come to your senses anytime soon. Tastes like an expired rum raisin very dark chocolate bar

Trelawny - "goodness, I've met my share of people, from here to the exotic lands of France, and never met such a specimen like you." He leaves camp for another 4 months after this. Tastes like white sauce on gammon

Pearson - thinks it's because his food isnt ready fast enough, so just shoves you away saying "yes I'm cooking as fast as I can, you could've told me in a normal way though". Tastes like a Mushroom and meat kebab

Sean - hits you away, and tells you that you're a little strange for him. Then tries to scare you away by acting like hes gonna bite you back.

Lenny - "Pearson's food ain't that bad, how hungry are you Erysichthon?" However he does make himself look bigger holding his shotgun as a deterrent, (he does not plan to use it at all). Tastes like just above medium quality meatballs and gravy.

Strauss - yelps quite high pitched, makes a show of berating your lack of civilisation, then promptly sets far from camp clutching his book. The place is camp he makes sure is near either Lenny, Dutch or Arthur in case you try again. Tastes like a raisin.

Sadie - she is NOT holding back, or atleast until Arthur, John or Charles (probably all 3) have to hold her back. Makes a show of cocking her gun whenever you make eye contact now. Tastes like an incredibly stiff bull meat from a bull fighting ring

Charles - "get off me don't do that. What's wrong with you" after a small disgusted glance he does back to doing whatever he was doing and ignores your antics. Tastes like prime ribs

Micah - if ur not a minority (he blames it on that if you are) or a woman (he'd openly probably say he likes it) he grabs your collar to try threaten you again to do that. Gets like super close and you can hear that loud ass breathing. Then drops you in front of everyone and loudly announces that's what happen if someone else tries to mess w him (he gets judgy looks). Tastes like stiff lamb chops with a lot of salt.

Kieran - looks at you MORTIFIED. doesnt make much of a show then and goes to the edge of camp, but at night when you sit in the camp with others he suddenly gets a fit of passion and rants at you for still attacking him for being an O'Driscoll. Then the next day he's to embarrassed to face you. Tastes like roasted potato with a bit of pepper.

Yes the taste is unrealistic lmfao (i mean most people taste very similar just small boring differences like I'm not making blood glucose levels heacanons💀). Who did I forget ??? THANKS FOR ASKING ME BOO XX AND WHAT DO YALL THINK???

[abigail]

youve said so much stuff about loving ur ex and whatever and yet the second you guys break up you just move on and start talking to other people like its fine to move on quick but idk... just admit you have?

did i say i didn’t? if you must know, the entire last year of that relationship it felt like we had already broken up; i’ve said before how i knew it was coming for the longest time, i’m sure you remember.

i’ve spent the past year, if not somewhat longer, basically accepting we were at the end… it was so fucking weird y’know? to be in a relationship with someone but going through the stages and feelings of having broken up, but you hadn’t really, not yet; and i know he was doing the same. when we did actually break up, it hurt yes because well, oh god, it’s actually happened now… but it had been hurting for such a long time, i did feel some relief about it finally happening. and yes, i do love my ex, as a friend.. seeing as you are so invested and obsessed with my break up from 3 months ago, you will probably recall me posting saying how he said how it’s like we’ve just become best friends who share a bed, and yeah… it was very that. we had become just friends, and i love him, as a friend. i’ll likely always love him, as a friend, the same way i love all my friends, because we are friends. we were together for 7 years, and there isn’t reallllllly any bad blood between us, so of course i’m still going to care about him. the last two years of our relationship just felt like hanging out and living with a friend, then the final year of it i realised properly how the previous year felt, and had started going through my feelings of a break up…

if i am talking to anyone right now, not that it is any of your business, (none of this is btw so you are welcome for the entertainment you little freak) then okay… ? urmm sorry i had spent two years not really in a relationship, and a year of that feeling like utter shit, because of the relationship but also because of various other shit i’ve been going through and still am.. so yeah, god forbid i ‘move on quick’ when the break up finally happened, i guess?

i’d love it so much if you stopped assuming so much about the little i share with you, it’s fucking weird. i like sharing my life on here, it’s my blog, it’s a cosy little area online for me, but it is my blog. that being said, do not share everything, i don’t want to share everything, think yourself thankful i’ve decided to even share this with you, again, you’re welcome. so please do use that one brain cell you have next time and perhaps think if i’m not posting about something, then maybe it’s not something i want to share. i’m happy to answer questions too, as long as you don’t come across as a hateful little shit, and if i then don’t answer your anon message, maybe i didn’t see it as i do miss some, but maybe i just didn’t want to talk about whatever thing you are trying to dig out of me.

i am literally a stranger online, you don’t know me. i don’t owe you shit, you parasocial little freak. log off, read a book, go try and make a friend for the first time maybe? bye

[mastermindmiko]

Grimmauld ceilings

Pairing: Sirius Black + Reader Word count: 1k+ Warnings: none, I believe but lmk Summary: You escape from the annual black party to only face the person, you've been escaping from in the first place Hey! if you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist

City lights have always been my enemy, it's always the thought I have in mind when I stare up into the pitch black sky and see not a twinkle in sight. The light breeze wooshes through my hair and I’m slightly calm. I’ve never been up here before, but I can see why I’ve been told that it’s so calming. 

I hear the creak of the rooftop door opening, and I snap my head to where it is. I’ve never been up here before, I wouldn’t know what excuse I would use if a muggle from Grimmauld 11 or 13 were to question why I (A random person) was on their property. Fortunately or rather unfortunately, it wasn’t a muggle that entered. 

“Wouldn’t your mother mind you being here?” He questions with a clipped tone. I roll my eyes at his words, and turn back to lean against the very short railing and stare up at the empty sky. Footsteps approach and another question gets asked, “Aren’t you worried about how Regulus will fair without you?” 

My anger bubbles but I take a deep breath, easy to be done with the breeze, and I feel it simmer down. The smell of the rain that stopped a few hours ago still hung in the air. He leans against the railing and I don’t look at him, but instead catch a glimpse of his informal leather boots with chains instead of laces, a very big contrast to my smooth black heels.

“Don’t you usually enjoy these sorts of festivities?” This question is more sincere a question than the others, but still with a teasing undertone. He was right though I do enjoy them, truly do, not because my parents want me to, something he finds very hard to believe. 

I enjoy the act of getting ready, pinning my hair up, putting on an elegant dress with matching shoes. I enjoy the fancy dinner and the small talk, the drinks, and the food itself. Especially those divine, delectable, amazing apple tarts-

“At least you didn’t miss the tarts yet.” He says, and it's the first time I look at him all night. He’s wearing a black vest with a wrinkled white chemise, a crimson and gold tie wrapped haphazardly around his neck, mostly undone. I ask, “What does your mother think you’re doing right now?” 

“Changing into something more appropriate.” He smirks, and raises a hand gesturing to his body. I didn't give him a response, just a hum, then looked out into the city once more. After the conversation we’d had before break, I was in no mood to be talking to him. He guesses, “You’re up here cause you didn’t want to run into me down there.”

“If you know that, why are you pestering me?” I snap, and I see what was left of his smile fall, I feel guilty, but I don’t let the feeling last, he’s the one at fault here. He sighs, “I’m sorry alright, I didn’t mean to hurt you like that-” 

“Or you didn’t mean for me to overhear?” I cut him off, and he looked down at the floor ashamed. The agitation going through me, made the heels I'm wearing unbearable. I huff and toss them off my feet glad to have the pantyhose touch the ground and not my actual feet. 

“I didn’t mean what I said, I was just so-” 

“Just so annoyed by how bossy and uptight I am, right?” I say, quoting him from right before break started. He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. I couldn’t believe it, Sirius wouldn’t ruin his hair like that, it’s the reason why he didn’t play quidditch, too much air, messes with his hair that he puts so much effort into. He seems to realise what he’s done because he winces. 

I have no clue why I started spending time with him anyways, we never got along before. He hated my brother Evan and everyone in my house and my family. He hated his family, everything they stood for and he made it known. I don’t think I’d be allowed to talk to him, but I had to because of the stupid stupid charms project. 

Countless hours of working together, led to me actually tolerating him, thinking maybe everything I was told about him wasn’t right, I even actually might’ve started to- He explains, “I was just so done with everything James, Remus and Peter were saying, I had to get them off my back!” 

“I don’t care what your friends are up to! I thought we were-ugh at least some kind of pleasant acquaintances!” I shout, and he’s quick to reply, “We are! You don’t understand how annoying it was, them pestering me with…” 

He trails off, and a bit of pink covers his cheeks, must be the cold. He looks down at his feet, shuffling in his boots, and the chains rustle. I press, “Pestering you with what?” 

His eyes meet mine, and he takes in a deep breath before blurting out, “They seem to believe that I’ve developed feelings for you during our time working on the project.” 

“Oh.” I breathe, and purse my lips. It feels as though someone stuck a sharp shard of broken glass, most likely from my broken heart, into my stomach. I conclude, “So, I guess all those words were just an explanation as to how you would like someone your parents actually would approve of, someone who’s in slytherin, a rosier too. You must’ve been appalled at the accusation.” 

I wonder if he can sense the disappointment in my voice, I really hope he doesn’t. It would make it all the more embarrassing for me to think that I actually liked him. He admits, “I was more appalled by the fact that they were right.” 

I snap my head up from the floor to look at him, and he’s looking at me with a sheepish smile on his lips, spinning the rings around his fingers like he’d just been caught doing something he shouldn’t. He rambles, “I can’t believe that I like a girl that when I tell my mother about that she wouldn’t have an aneurysm. I think they might actually like me for it.” 

He chuckles at the last part of his statement. His grin turns nervous as he’s waiting for me to respond, and I don’t respond. Instead, I simply press my lips to his. He hums at the contact, and is quick to wrap his arms around me, lifting me off the ground. 

I find myself smiling wide when we break apart, not as much as he is, but a significant amount. I tease, “I’m still mad about what you said.” 

“I already knew you’d say that.” He says, and pulls out something from one of his pockets. Wrapped around in a few tissues, and he unveils whatever he’s got in there. I exclaim when I notice, “APPLE TARTS!”  a/n: Obviously I had to reference the apple tarts from Gilmore Girls that Lorelai loves so much.

[thegamingcatmom]

Bella/Tanya rant incoming

Kinda smad the Cullens never took Bella to visit the Denalis during her human time. Like-

They must've talked about her a lot when they went to visit Alaska, if Kate's "We've heard so much about you!" is anything to go by.

(Props to Bella for not immediately passing out here.)

And y'know-

It's just such a missed opportunity to not only introduce the Denalis earlier (like they were supposed to be), but also to, y'know-

Now, that's a love triangle I wanna see. 🫠

LIKE-

Imagine Tanya clapping eyes on Bella and at first she's like 'He rejected me...for this??' like y'know, still a bit salty cause she does have her pride (lots of it). And, tbf, I think any vampire would feel a tad bit insulted at being cast aside for a mortal, y'know what I'm saying? Then again, Edward's been rejecting Tanya since before Bella's parents were even born (ouch), so Bella was really just the cherry on top. Anyhow-

Tanya's still a leader and nothing if not hospitable Carmen makes sure of that, so ofc she's gonna be on her best behavior. Y'know, no meddling, no flirting etc. Just keeping her hands to herself like a good girl who's finally accepted that her chosen one is taken.

...Until she realizes that this clumsy human ain't so bad, after all.

It starts with observing her from afar, getting to witness a side of her even Edward doesn't get to see because he's with her all the time anyway, so there isn't really an opportunity for him to catch all those little quirks you only show when you think nobody's watching.

But Tanya?

Bella doesn't expect her to be there because she fully believes Tanya secretly hates her guts for stealing "her" man, so why would the coven leader linger in whatever space she occupies?

Except she does. Quite often. Without Bella noticing.

So there you have Tanya, slowly but surely getting to know a side of Bella nobody else has had the honor of witnessing before. And, lemme tell ya-

Sometimes, Tanya struggles to keep it together.

Especially when Bella starts using the wooden spoon as a microphone as she sings along to a song nobody but her can hear. And it only gets worse (better, so much better) when she starts dancing, too.

Bella has plenty of appealing qualities, it has to be said.

...Singing or dancing ain't one of them, though.

And y'know, Tanya being Tanya, she addresses it at some point.

Ofc she does. 🫠

Tanya: *slinks up to Bella, who's busy washing dishes*

Bella: *gives her a sus and slightly terrified side-eye, but manages to keep her cool otherwise (on the outside)*

Tanya: *busies herself with grabbing a dish towel, the faintest of smirks on her lips*

Bella, who didn't think the leader of all ppl would get her hands dirty with her: *...tf*

Tanya: *starts drying the first plate, lips still curled into an amused smile*

Bella: *keeps washing, struggles to remain calm and composed*

Tanya: *keeps drying, struggles to keep it together*

Bella: *risks a peek*

Tanya: *does too, still smirking*

Bella: "..."

Tanya: "..."

Both: *go back to their respective work*

A few seconds pass...

Tanya: "I must say-"

Bella: *drops the plate she's been washing back into the water, startled by the sudden noise*

Tanya, still drying, still smirking: "...I wasn't aware I'm housing a popstar. What an honor."

Bella: *stares dumbly at her for a moment, brain refusing to brain*

Tanya: *finally stops drying to stare back at her, eyes alight with mirth*

Bella: "...Huh?"

Bella, on the inside: 'Smooth, Swan. Smooth.'

Tanya: *flashes her a toothy smile that is full of mirth and mischief and absolutely radiating*

Bella: *brain refuses to brain again, but for an entirely different reason this time*

Tanya: *leans in real close as she reaches behind Bella to grab smt*

Bella: *leans back as far as the sink would let her, (gay) panic written all over her face*

Tanya: *whips up the wooden spoon and holds it close to Bella's face, still hovering much too close to look anything but hella gay*

Bella: 👀💧

Tanya, all sultry all of a sudden: "Would you mind giving me another taste of those...exquisite vocals of yours?"

Bella: *starts putting it together, (normal) panic slowly forming on her face*

Tanya: *breaks into chiming laughter that sounds much too lovely to become mad at*

Bella: 💀

Needless to say, Bella's mortified. And confused. So damn confused. Big, innocent puppy dog eyes and all. And her cheeks-

Her cheeks are on fire. She's sweating.

And, for some reason, Tanya finds the sight absolutely addicting.

ALSO-

Can you imagine the look on Kate's face when she realizes that Bella's immune to her buzzing shenanigans?? Like, y'all can't tell me Kate doesn't frequently zap! her family just for shits and giggles. And everyone is just fucking tired of it.

And then comes Bella.

And, for the first time in centuries, Kate is seen pouting.

(Much to the utmost glee of everyone else.)

Naturally, this also means that Bella's gift is revealed far earlier because there ain't no way Eleazar hasn't put two and two together by now. Especially because he knows she's immune to Edward's gift as well. (I imagine this was a hotly discussed topic during their previous visits.)

And, y'know-

I'm just smad.

[overnightheartbeats]

"Dude, your back is probably eighty at this point." Not that Isaac or his back were any younger. A chuckle later, he had no choice but to agree. The drool stains were pretty damning evidence. "Fair enough. Few more kids and you got a mini soccer team on your hands. I know, I just appreciate you guys keeping her close." Especially when he couldn't. Another reason he was ready to call it quits and go home. Being away from her was not easy, even less easy at the thought of this situation being a lengthy one. Though, Isaac did feel a sense of relief wash over him knowing she was staying at their place.

Isaac was so caught up in ranting about his meeting with Wally that he only half-heard his brother moving around at the other end of the line. But, as soon as he began talking, Isaac knew he was going to get the talk of a lifetime. Things that, he partly knew, but refused to look at in lieu of his anger and frustration agreeing with him, more than his common sense ever would. "Yeah, they're probably right to refuse this one." It was one of the most tangled webs he'd seen in years. Part of him was tempted to ask Eli, if he could loop his wife in just a bit more, just to see if she could pass this on to someone she trusted. It was the third best option in his mind, just him looking for ways to leave this in good hands. "I don't know if I'm the smartest or most idiotic agent in the world for taking this on now." Investigating an FBI director with shady dealings. Thinking back, it kind of made sense that Lucie had been standing in the lobby for ages before he came along.

But, Eli was right. He had given his word, and reassured her up and down that he'd do everything possible to help. Taking that back now would not be right, especially after he implied to her that he briefly suspected her brother too. Hey, he had to discard it all. With a sigh, he relented on that point. "Fear," he scoffed for a second. "I doubt that." The way he threw him against the wall, Isaac doubted it. Until, Wally's words came back to him - his niece being caught up in this. "Okay maybe not, but he's not helping his case. I know you skimmed some of the notes I brought that day, but there's more. And, to be frank, some of it didn't look good for him. That, and his refusal is...odd. He's also convinced I'm just there to fuck it all up or get myself killed."

Eli, the voice of reason. Isaac knew what he was getting when he called. Not necessarily someone to agree with him, but would get some sense smacked into him if he was doing too much. He knew Eli couldn't see him rolling his eyes, because his comment was an echo of a conversation he had with Wally's conversation. Putting himself in Wally's shoes, thinking of a time he had been compromised - all roads lead to that period of his life with Jazz. "Maybe," he grumbled in return. Eli was right on that front too. The tail end of their conversation did present a bit more of that fear, why he was hiding around and away from his family. "Yeah, I'm picking up what you're putting down. He has this situation, I had my thing that you guys helped with." Hey, it paid to have two trusted agents in his life. Well, that they were family mostly. "I guess, yes. I just hate this back and forth when I'm here to help. Actively pushing against him too, knowing that this case is already a mess as it is. "I know, and she is very concerned." Not to mention that she might also be in the line of danger. According to her brother anyway. To Isaac's dismay, he was right. Giving this up was not right.

"Hey, I always miss you guys." Isaac almost couldn't hide his wide grin when he mentioned flying out here. Dealing with someone as frustrating as Wally, having his family here would be the perfect way to cancel all that out. Still, he hated the guy for passing on his fears to him, because now, he couldn't stop thinking of his warnings. "You're one hell of a husband, your idea of a vacation is to Louisiana of all places to follow your brother," he teased, a laugh escaping him. "I appreciate it, and you know I would love that. But, no you guys should stay home. It's a mess and a half here."

"Yeah, and he has a great opinion of CIA. That helped me a ton when I showed up," he added sarcastically. "I guess so." Wanting to help is always what got him into messes. "No, not loyalty. As far as he says and his sister vouches for. Parts of his file truly indicate otherwise, but I discarded that theory today after meeting him. He did," Isaac was reluctant to share, knowing that once he did, there was even less of a chance Eli would agree on letting this go. "She has his niece. I assume, she knows her whereabouts or something along those lines. He didn't specify. I'm not asking him to flat out join the crusade, just to share what he knows. I wouldn't ask him to put her at risk."

Eli laughed thinking he was so hilarious. "That doesn't show my age. My back does. But, you try keeping awake with 5 kids demanding attention every four seconds. Oh wait, our sofa still has your drool stains," as always brothers who teased endlessly loved the most. "No need to thank me. She's family. I promised you I'd look after you. Plus, she's staying upstairs. Lau convinced her to stay so she'd have help with the twins. Juju and Aaron have been keeping the house warm."

Ridiculously stubborn. Now that sounded familiar. Eli let his brother finish before he spoke. The reply on the tip of his tongue but knew he had to be careful how he worded it. Taking the bottle from his daughter he gently rocked her and patted her back. It seemed to him that it went deeper than stubbornness. Flat out refusing help was mainly out of fear. He'd briefly skimmed the notes when Isa had been over debating taking on the case from the man's sister. Gently setting his baby girl down in her crib to sleep he hummed and gave her forehead a kiss. Now he could focus on his brother.

As he turned off the light he shuffled into the guest bedroom not wanting to wake his wife. Setting the baby monitor on the nightstand he sat down and sighed. "You know it as well as I do that handing this over wouldn't do much. It'd probably be passed over since no one would take on another agency's director. Besides, wouldn't really be fair to his sister since you did give her your word and we both know your word means a lot more than anyone else's. Being ridiculously stubborn in this case may not be a refusal to cooperate for the sake of fun but could be rooted in fear. You're talking a giant in the agency. That's not to be taken lightly and we can presume he's tried going up against her and he's failed. That is something you and him have in common."

"Put yourself in his shoes," shoes Eli knew Isa had been in with Jazz. "He's probably scared, you're essentially a stranger to him and doesn't know you from Adam nor can he be sure if you're actively there to help or part of the operation to silence whoever dares to speak out against this boss. He's alone. He's got a right to be frightened. You can't really blame him for that. You don't have to be his friend, you don't have to like him but you can understand him. Understand his desperation. You had me, had Lau to help. That's different than having a concerned and desperate sister willing to do what it takes for him. You're the life line she needs to protect her brother. And that is something I know you understand. Sibling love is unmatched. No matter how stubborn they get."

"If you miss your family that has an easy solution. We can fly down there. I've got vacation saved up, lau has been a little stir crazy and would love a trip somewhere other than our local grocery store. If that is really what's holding you back from focusing on this then I'll give Nettie a heads up in the morning and tell her know to pack the bags."

He brought up a few more points. "You knew walking into this it wasn't going to be easy. FBI don't easily share toys so you knew he wasn't going to be a walk in the park. Knowing all this didn't deter you though. You want to help and that's what separates you from the others. You said it's not loyalty he has for her okay so did he tell you more. Why he doesn't want to go against her?"

[cjlouwho]

✌🏻

[cryolyst]

~

[siren--squid]

Going Through It in a way that only danvis can fix I think

[im2tired4usernames]

Ugh I was excited for today until I found out I'd have to spend it with people that actively make me hate being alive hate the future and drain me off all energy physically mentally spiritually like a vampire I can't stand to be around her she is the definition of stupidity and even then that's generous as fuck this bitch has filled her brain with so much garbage I watch her brain cells die at alarming rates every single time she uses her vocal cords her giggles make me want to jam a sewing needle into my ear repeatedly so I can never have to hear it again its a friendly reminder that my parents decisions this time my dad's constantly makes me want to die

[jestiamy]

??? how in the world does anyone come out of jekyll and hyde with this

[buck-yyyy]

god, i fucking miss him so bad and i am SO BEYOND MAD ABOUT IT

[autumnoakes]

was watching the covid season of grey's anatomy all afternoon today and it was REALLY good with like the emotional and physical toll it took on the workers, how they all seem so tired and defeated, how often they break down in tears out of fear of their loved ones and the pain of being isolated from them, etc.

but then i stopped before they could kill off the character who spent a lot of time in manic depression last season and was actually shown to be in a better mental state right before he was killed in the middle of being a healthcare worker in a global pandemic