#and i just need a damn hug

[galaxywhump]

I'm really sorry for this but I could really use some cheering up tonight

[pouletpourri]

I know the circustances didn't make it avaliable, but..I kinda wish we had a farewell scene

[whotfelsewantedtobelynnyx]

Chat, I regret to inform you that I have added a new hyperfixation…so…

Agatha All Along Incorrect Quotes!

Alice: Hold the fuck up.

Also Alice, crawling into Lilia’s lap: It’s me. I’m the fuck up. Hold me.

Rio: I have an idea!

Jen: No murder.

Rio, sighing petulantly: I no longer have an idea.

Lilia: I have a bad feeling about this…

Agatha: What do you mean?

Alice: Don’t you ever get that little voice in the back of your head that tells you if something is going to get you in trouble?

Agatha: No.

Jen: That actually explains so much.

Lilia: As far back as I can remember, I’ve always had this little voice in my head telling me to “live it up today, because there’s not gonna be a lot of tomorrows”.

Agatha: You do realize there’s medication designed to get rid of those kinds of voices, right?

Teen: A bird flew in through my window and I’m trying to befriend it.

*later*

Agatha: Why don’t you quit bothering me and go talk to your bird friend?

Teen: Matthew and I are not speaking at the moment.

*the coven, huddling together behind a makeshift shelter to shield themselves from repeated gunshots*

Alice, hastily shoving the others behind her so she can return fire: Agatha, do you have any idea who would want to shoot you?!

Agatha, squashed between Jen and Rio: Many people want to shoot me. I take great pride in that!

Jen, glaring at the group as she hands over bail money:

Alice, tapping her shoulder: What about Teen?

Jen, glaring more: I’ve got to bail him out too? Where’s Agatha?

Teen: No one called her. We used Lilia’s phone call to call Alice and Rio’s to call you. Then Rio used my phone call to vote for American Idol.

Rio: :)

Jen: Rio isn’t answering her phone.

Agatha: Here, I’ll try.

Jen: Alice and I have tried six times each, what makes you think that-

Rio, picking up on the first ring: Hey, sweetheart.

Agatha: The ends always justify the means!

Jen: Do you know who said that?

Agatha: Was it Oprah or someone nice and great like that?

Jen: It was Machiavelli. A decidedly non-Oprah like person.

Jen: I bet you didn’t even finish the thing I asked you to get done!

Agatha: For your information, I most certainly did! Got it done last night!

Teen, whispering to Agatha: You didn’t get it done, did you?

Agatha, whispering back: I don’t even know what she’s talking about.

Lilia: I am at a loss for words!

Teen, glancing at the camera like his mom like he’s on The Office: Despite being lost for words, Lilia yelled at us for the next 45 minutes.

Agatha, carrying Señor Scratchy out of the room:

Señor Scratchy: *snuggles under her chin*

Agatha, kissing his head: You are being punished. Please stop being adorable. I love you.

Teen: I got a trampoline tent for summer sleepovers!

Jen, whispering to the other adult witches: …think of all the sex.

Alice: There are two types of people.

Rio: If you wanted to eat someone, you could put a fire under it and slowly roast them :)

Lilia: …three. Three types of people.

Jen, cautiously: I can’t believe I didn’t notice this before, but…Teen, you are a little crazy.

Teen: Aren’t we all a little crazy here, Jen?

Jen: No, I mean you’re aging-ballerina, child-chess-prodigy, professional magician kind of crazy.

Teen: It’s my mom’s fault. You know, we come from a Jewish family, but she used to tell me the reason Santa didn’t come was because my room was too dirty.

Rio: I’ve come looking for trouble. And if I can’t find trouble, I WILL create some.

Alice: Do you trust me?

Lilia, smiling proudly at her: Yes.

Alice, who has been completely panicking: Wait, what? Why?!

Agatha, awkwardly glancing around for help: Er…Alice, I’m gonna be honest, I don’t know what to say to people who are crying. So I’m just gonna hope that the tone of my voice makes you think I do, okay, sweetie?

Alice, sniffling: …thanks, Agatha.

Agatha, patting her on the back with a bit too much enthusiasm: No problem, kid.

Lilia: I told Agatha about it weeks ago!

Teen: She WHAT?

Agatha: What??? Lilia says insane shit all the time, how was I supposed to know this one was true?!

Lilia: Bank accounts are a sham created by the shadow government!

Agatha: SEE?!

BONUS:

Wanda, watching from the afterlife: so…when exactly do kids grow out of that whole emo, rebellious stage?

Lorna, shrugging: I don’t know. Alice is still in it.

[amckaz2y5]

Hug.

[casualavocados]

An idiot like you...an idiot like you...

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 9

[spork-supremacy]

probably not that unpopular of an opinion, but I really believe that the love triange in season 3 could have worked if it had something to say about the characters and had proper care and attention put into it. Like it could've actually been somewhat beneficial to getting to know them.

Cole probably wouldn't really have needed much in terms of character study, considering it feels like he was more a victim to an impending break up. Honestly I would be fine if his entire thing was just about him being petty towards Jay because it woud be mostly justified considering Jay immediately puts the blame on him for Nya's change of heart. However, it could also focus on someone wanting Cole for himself, no matter who it was that took interest because, hear me out, while his Dad did love him, he never felt he could really be loved for himself growing up (especially after his mother's death) Because he was always hiding who he was and what he wanted. And now someone has taken an interest in him and who is he to pass up on the feeling of being truely accepted?

For Nya it could touch on her wanting to try new things as she finds her identity, even if that means wanting to try being with different people. Maybe instead of just blindly following the machine it could help her realise that she should consider other options. She is the type of person that needs to be absolutely sure she is making the right descision when it comes to who she wants to be with for life, so in order to do so she needs to branch out beyond the first boy she dated. Then she is no longer the bitch, or the helpless fool that came between a good friendship for no reason other than a machine said so. Instead just a girl trying to figure out if her current relationship was right for her in the first place. Sure Jay made her laugh, but there has to be more to a good partner than that, and how can she grow if she doesn't learn outside of what she knew?

Jay would definetly go into his boundary issues when he was in a relationship probably with some proper build up to better justify Nya wantig a break from him, the extreme jealousy that he displays to an unhealthily over the top degree, the insecurities and probably abandoment issues that I don't know the origin of...

wait, I feel like this one has been done already, just in a not so great way...

*scratches head* I can't seem to quite put my finger on it...

Hehe... all jokes aside...

For the love of all that is sacred someone please direct me towards something someone else has doen that does a deep dive into Jay's unhealthiness in relationships despite how much he really just wants to do it right.

Also by all means though, if anyone wants my own very long "Jay when he's in a relationship." analysis and properly expand on the points I made here...

[orokin-grub]

This man needs a hug.

(idea by @zelterxc)

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

@val-the-bun hits me with a padded sledge hammer in the feels with the wereharpy vaggie au thanks for that once again i inflict this ask on others as a coping mechanism >:C

val-the-bun asked:

Charlie can see the claw marks on Vaggie's side, golden blood, *angel* blood, dripping onto the floor... Her grip on the spear is shaking.

'Did you ever believe in me, Vaggie?'

Another shriek, weak and *crackling* is her only answer. Vaggie's talons fall, and she almost *leans* into the point of the spear. She can see the tears streaming down Vaggie's face.

The spear slips out of charlie's fingers. Her hands are shaking too much. She grabs Vaggie by the feathers, glaring up at her.

'Do you?'

Vaggie is *shaking*, taloned hands curling around Charlie with a *whimper*.

Charlie is clinging to Vaggie as the monster *buckles* around her. She lets out another whimper, nuzzling against her face. She cant keep her tail from curling around Vaggie, burying her face in those feathers she knows so well.

'Oh Vaggie...'

I am picturing a lot of comfort after this

Like just

Vaggie all bandaged up

And just curled up with Charlie in the lobby. And she's just gently brushing Vaggie's feathers.

'So uh, does anybody wanna explain why Vaggie Tales is doin' a heavenly werebird in hell?'

'I... I dont know. Maybe this is just... Maybe this is what happens if an exorcist stays down here?'

Eventually Vaggie starts changing back. Which, ya know, yay!

Aaaand also oh shit. Because uh. *She kind of shredded her outfit in her transformation*. And her spare one is back in what's left of the room she was holed up in.

'Oh, fuck. Uh. Blanket? Quick? PLEASE???'

Queue a very embarrassed and kind of ashamed Vaggie curled up in a *huge* blanket. But...Charlie's holding her. Vaggie may not think she deserves it, but she is.

'Please tell me I didnt try to eat anybody...'

'Oh, no my dear. Shreading on the other hand!'

Charlie gives Alastor a glare that surprisingly shuts him up. Meanwhile Vaggie has basically disappeared into the blanket, save the barest hint of white hair.

'Dont worry about it Vags, your aim was pretty shit.'

Queue a jab in the side from Husk.

'What! It's true! She missed!'

(Aaand that's all i got for this for now. Might do more in the future. Might write a fic. Who knows!)

[saint-bestial]

no but fr getting to the end of witw and expecting a giant guy battle only for it to be resolved with love and tenderness shattered me. subverting that expectation was so much more cathartic than going the obvious route. warframe's recent trend of meeting anger, pain, and sorrow with understanding is sooo fucking good. this used to be a space ninja game but nah this is the space therapy game. with guns.

[hermywolf]

this can be either hilarious or heartbreaking depending on how you take it. i'll admit i was giggling the whole time as i made it though, sorry baldie

[kelin-is-writing]

Imagine thinking that I wouldn’t start crying buckets as soon as this came on…

[dailykeiji]

today's keiji is: hugs for reko

[someprettyname]

[ vent UTC, please do scroll through ]

And what when I get tired of her bs? What when I say i don't want to be fucking understanding, accomodating and all those things? WHAT. WHEN. I. DON'T. WANT. TO. PERFORM. HUH?

Why is it that she has a bad day at school and was violated i have to put up with your awfull mood? You didn't even open up about it. So you don't talk about it to me. You don't get it regulated somewhere else. You just stop skipping on cooking meals for no apparent reasons, make me eat half spoiled food WHICH WAS OBVIOUSLY TOO SOUR TO BE GOOD SO OBVIOUSLY IT WAS GOING BAD, you wake up with a bad mood and I feel like you might beat me, throw my phone so hard it breaks (it's my only source for studying you know?), be SCARED FOR MY FUCKING LIFE BECAUSE YOU HAVE TOO MUCH POWER and dad would trust you more than he trusts me all on top of the fact that I don't even know if you'll cook a good breakfast so i don't have to study TOUGH sciences on empty stomach. You're being cold, rude distant for a mistake I DID NOT EVEN MAKE. WHY. WHY DO I HAVE TO PUSH MY BOUNDARIES SO MUCH AND ACCOMODATE YOUR BAD MOOD IN MY ALREADY TOUGH SCHEDULE. I'M EXPECTED TO STUDY TOUGH LEVEL SCIENCE AND MATHS FOR 10-12 HOURS A DAY ATLEAST YOU KNOW?

I'm preparing for one of the toughest exams IN THE WORLD.

CUT ME SOME SLACK PLEASE. I'M BEGGING ON MY KNEES. I WAS ON PHONE BECAUSE I WAS ON A CALL WITH MY MENTOR I WAS NOT MESSING AROUND I DIDN'T DESERVE THAT GLARE. WHEN DO I EVER PROJECT MY MOOD ON YOU?

And now.

Now you're suddenly all happy, polite cooking me a nice meal, wishing me a good morning because your classes are going to be held online and you need my help with technicalities.

Great.

Just

JUST GREAT. ATLEAST I CAN LIKE IN PEACE YEAH.

The biological waste you gave birth to is finally of SOME use, yeah?

I feel so violated being used like a ragdoll like this. What did I do to deserve this? I wanna punch the wall to break my phone, throw thing, pull my hair till there's nothing left, screech, scream BUT I CAN'T. I CAN'T. UGH. GOD.

Was this why I had such severe anger issues as a child?

[thewandererh]

🔄 my other cccc au, ccccycles!

⚠️TW // (coughing up) blood, choking, (mentions of) body dysphoria, rope neck, gnarly head scar, gorey concepts, violence

ccccycles synopsis: heart, mind, and soul are stuck in whole’s empty house. they are forced to live together and get along, but it never goes as well as they hope. arguments often escalate into direct physical fights, and the themed events of cccc play out in every. single. loop (juno event, mind’s apathy, soul’s desperation). permanent damage caused to anyone during these fights results in a reset: everyone changes forms and begin again in their rooms.

heart hates the resets. he desires serenity above all else, but never understands mind’s ravings or mindset enough to proceed.

mind refuses to process the changes emotionally, and comes to wall off his ability to feel entirely by manually changing his mind.

soul cycles and cycles through the stages of grief after every reset. he starts to hate himself for his inability to solve problems.

everyone remembers every loop, but processes it differently. heart buries himself in his mistakes, desperately trying to find the lesson in a long-dead situation, or maybe some reasoning behind mind’s glassy eyes. mind treats the cycles as a new day, misunderstanding resentment and grief, and prioritizing work over play. soul is breaking under all the pressure the cycles bring, and often can’t even look in the mirror to avoid getting attached to himself.

they go through many forms (all of which are in a different sketchbook i don’t have right now </3), and experience agonies, problems, and surprising bonding experiences. hopefully, these loops don’t end up lasting forever…

the current ccccycles forms they take: Dyadracide and Eddie. (still designing heart)

Dyadracide, a name he coined meaning “to kill a duo”, starts off shattered and enraged. but with life’s quarrels and a relationship of understanding, he manages his grief and discovers something new for once. he has an extendable rope neck that coils inside his abdomen, a trident splitting his brain hemispheres that shoots out the roof of his mouth for combat (the aftermath of this leaves him coughing up blood), and a misaligned face he learns to like. also he speaks with a lot of ‘h’s. breathy to keep the blood out

Eddie is (mostly) mechanical, and enjoys feeling surrounded by schedules and basic patterns to understand his environment. His unchanging voicecoded smile and judging clock eyes that tick unsymmetrically intimidate with ominous blankness. He doesn’t flinch at violence or raised voices. Besides, both his reflexes and slender figure keep him out of the harm that really matters.

[jesuistrestriste]

it’s the middle of the night ! here comes my nightly sob sesh over a friendship breakup that happened three years ago

[nightskyfoxyy]

She had a nightmare, but its okay now.

(Was definately carried very gently back to bed as well. Ya know. After an hour or two.)