#and then 6 days at hers until im at my cousins

[ahsokaisawesome]

Hometober Day 6

Just trying to catch up, I'll try to get day 7 done by the end of the night so wish me luck! This one is about homes outside of homes, I call it "New Signs" based on a memory of my aunt Lorena making me a milkshake at her new place. This was a sweet little apartment home for her and her son, I wasn't there too too often but I remember feeling safe and happy whenever we visited. As usual, more under the read but otherwise have a great day!

My aunt Lorena had some complicated relationships during the time I lived in Calgary, but she loved her son more than anything in the world-and still does! At some point early on she managed to find this basement apartment by a man I called uncle Julio who had a cool ass parrot, and it was small and quaint but it was everything they needed and they seemed happy. We had some birthdays there, we had some family reunions there, and despite the few years between her son and I we got along like a house on fire. He was the cousin who played with my playdoh back in the second picture, and they both visited often at the house we rented for a year [we were always an inch or two off in height but he eventually beat me haha]. Reason for the name here is that we were watching that awful movie Signs about aliens, I remember being sHOCKED at that scene where the alien shows up on the news at a Mexican party it was so scary to me at first. I don't think they live there anymore, from what I could gather back in May but I know they're doing better and my cousin works hard for both of them. I love them dearly, and they always had each other so their home was peaceful for me. Another fav memory was walking to a closed-off driving entrance with a chain and using it as a swing where he flexed his french at me-I didn't know much french yet but I got better quickly. Thanks for reading!

[kyday]

Solace | Kate Bishop

Summary: It's one of those nights again where Kate disappears and doesn't come back until it's early morning. You have finally had enough. warnings: bad writing (sorry not sorry), few swear words. light angst with a happy ending. enjoy!! wordcount: 1200+ ------------------

Katiee 💘: hey love, i know you’re at work right now, but im just telling you that ill be busy the entire day. I have so much to do today so i might not be able to open my phone as often.

You: hi babyyy, its fine. i get it,  just make sure to text me once everything  is over, okay? love you.

Katiee 💘: of course, dont worry. love you too, mwuah! 9:23 am

It was 11:34 pm, the flickering lights of NYC fluttered outside your window, and the constant noise of cars passing by was nothing new. You had been up all night waiting for a reply from your girlfriend, Kate.

Her last reply was in the morning, after that— radio silence. Her silence was unnerving, although you had gotten used to her doing this, it never was this drastic. You kept opening your phone every time it turned on, expecting it was her message, but still; nothing.

You: babyy, are you free noww? if not, i hope you finish up soon. mwuah. 6:02 pm

You:

heyy, i know this is probably just one of your busy days but are you donee? lucky misses you already.  text me when you get this. 7:35 pm 

You:

kate, Im getting worried. you haven't been answering the entire day. is everything fine? please text me once you see this. 9:00 pm

You:

Kate??? Please tell me you’re okay. I'm worried sick. 9:58 pm

You anxiously paced around your bedroom, at the corner of the room Lucky was sleeping on his bed. He was planning on staying up with you but at 10 pm he accidentally fell asleep. You make your way to the dining room, leaving a light on— you’ll wait for Kate here.

You can feel your eyes slowly giving up, trying to keep yourself up— you try to rub your face to stay awake a bit more. 

This hasn’t been the first time Kate has done this. Ever since last year when she hit that large bell tower, she had changed. There were times you often pretended to not know when she had cuts or bruises— she was a bad liar. You can often see her limping or wincing every time she moves.

You never questioned her about it though. You didn't want to overwhelm her especially since her mother got sent to jail for murdering people. But ever since that— it seemed like she was burying herself in her work more and more. The cuts or bruises were more visible, you remember when she didn't come home for a day and she blamed it on her cousin who was in town and wanted some tour around NYC.

Right as you were about to fall asleep, you heard the sound of keys clattering and curses being mumbled as the person entered the front door. You recognized the voice to be Kate. “Fuck, fuck fuck.” 

She stopped in her tracks when she saw you standing in front of the couch. There was a moment of silence between you, “Where the hell have you been?” You questioned in disbelief. She puts down her bow on the nearest table, you watch her intently.

“The company had me go overtime since there were extra projects due. Look, I sorry-” 

She explains but you quickly cut her off. “Oh my god, then why the hell do you bring your fucking bow or why couldn't you even text me once? Do you think I'm stupid Kate?” She sighs, massaging her temple.

“Y/n, let's not do this right now.” She mumbles, giving you a tired look. “I'm tired, we can talk about this in the morning.” You shook your head immediately.

You stepped closer to her. “No, we are talking about this now. Because in the morning you’ll be gone even before I wake up. Goddamit, I'm not oblivious! I know that your work isn't from seven am to eleven fucking pm!” Kate is starting to become more irritated with you, trying to bite her tongue from saying anything.

“What the hell are you hiding from me? I was worried sick, I waited up until what? Eleve-” You look at the clock. 12:10 am. “Its fucking midnight!” Kate knows she deserves this, but she's tired, way too tired to fight right now.

“Who said you had to fucking wait for me?” She replies, stunning you.

You let out a sarcastic laugh, “Oh my god, maybe because I'm your girlfriend, Kate! Have you ever thought of that?”

As the tension in the room thickened, Kate's expression softened, and she let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to worry you," she said, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "I know I've been distant lately, and I haven't been completely honest with you."

You can feel your frustration, but you are also worried. “Then why, Kate? Why do you keep shutting me out? Why are you not telling me the truth?” Kate looks down in guilt, her superhero duties have been such a huge thing for her that she forgot her true priority, you.

“I haven't been honest with you..” She starts off.

“No shit Sherlock.” You mumble, earning a smile from her.

She coughs, “I know this may uh- this may seem unbelievable but I've been working with Hawkeye to bring this organization down.” She stopped to see your reaction, but your face was like stone. “And just— today we were so close to getting them but they got away.” Kate continues, her voice turning into a whisper at the end, you can hear the disappointment in her voice.

“But you didn't have to hide it from me, Kate.” You start, tears welled up in Kate’s eyes.

“I didn't want to make you worry, I'm so sorry.” She whispers.

You walk over to her and wipe her tears. “I'm always worrying about you, you know that. It doesn't matter how crazy your story is. Hell, if you told me you were fighting aliens, I would believe you. Because I trust you, Kate. And I need you to put that same trust in me.” You explain, hugging her.

You can feel her nod against your chest. “No more secrets, okay?” 

“Okay.” She mumbles, latching onto you.

You chuckle, “Come on, we can cuddle in bed.” She protests for a second, saying she wants to lie down on the floor. But you manage to convince her into going to the bedroom for cuddles.

She plops down on the mattress, and you follow behind her. “I'm sorry again, I won't do it again, love.” She looks up at your eyes, you smile at her. 

“It's okay now. Just go to bed, okay?” She nods, and she inches closer to you before pressing her lips onto yours. “Goodnight baby.”

“Goodnight love.” Kate mumbles tiredly, cuddling up to you. And for a moment, the loud cars outside quieted down, and the bright city lights weren't so bright anymore. 

Kate realized that she could only have this comfort with you.

[psychhound]

I'm new here so, tell me a scary story?

so my family is very very haunted

im not sure about my grandparents because there was a lot my granny wouldnt talk about in her twilight years, but my mom and all her siblings had stories going back from when they were little kids. all of them seeing a woman float over a ditch when they were walking home from school. a woman seen brushing her hair in my uncles room when he was a young child and him never being able to talk after. my mothers dolls and photos suddenly yelling at her until she ran out of the room

as it happens, we moved into a haunted house when i was a baby. we moved out when i was two because my parents couldnt get any babysitters to come back. whenever anyone was alone with me, they would be glad to hear my parents come home. the garage door, the key unlocking the bolt. my parents talking, or, if it was my mother alone, hear my dads infamous whistle as he came inside and sat down his things. this was of course a trick because no one was home and whoever was alone with me was still alone with me. cell phones werent a thing yet so if anyone managed to get ahold of my parents they would be told, no, we havent left the restaurant yet, no, were still at my sisters house. the door would still be locked and the garage closed with no car inside. it wasnt often we could get a babysitter to come back a second time. even my aunts stopped wanting to come over

my mom had a few miscarriages after me. two of them very late term. during these pregnancies she would lay awake in bed and watch black shapes crawl along the edge of the ceiling, massing up and then scattering apart at any noise. when i was 6, my mother was suddenly woken up in the night. she was laying on her back, and it was mostly dark. suddenly she watched as a wobbling black shape pulled up out of her very pregnant belly, hovered in the air in front of her, and then shot up through the ceiling. she had a miscarriage the next morning

when i was 7, we moved into our next haunted house. i always thought of this one as just being a bit too on a rift between the universes. i would be home alone, and suddenly there would be the pounding of feet running up the stairs, just like i usually would, and the dogs would bark and howl and run to face an intruder who just wasnt there. the door to my bedroom was a particular point of contention, as often i would watch the handle turn, the door open about two feet, stop, then suddenly close again. my parents didnt want to believe me until we all watched it happen together. once, my mother and five baby cousins all laughed and giggled about me waving to them on the swingset from my bedroom window, and in the time i still knew my mother i never did convince her it hadnt been me. the most egregious encounter there was the little girl on the stairs my mother assumed was our young neighbor, who startled and vanished when my mother asked why she was there

i cant say anything like that has happened since i left my home state. maybe our particular haunting was just so deeply tied to the florida boondocks that once i fled i managed to leave it behind. that said, only three days ago was the 5 year anniversary of no longer talking to my mother, and when i woke up my teeth were so sharp i cut myself on accident. theyre back to normal now. i must have chipped and rechipped them in my sleep. or maybe you just dont leave a curse like that behind entirely

if you want to read more about my family you can play my game, you are thinking about silver, a mostly real story about my family being werewolves. i'll let you decide for yourself whether or not its true

[p4ngilz]

2. PYJAMA PANTS

hey hi :D oneshots for the white boy that has had me in a chokehold since 2019. these are also available on wattpad but pls. i was 12. stay here, it's better if you don't see what i've done in the past JOKE but i was crazy fr. im matured now promise. speaking of wattpad i'm rewriting all of these so it'll be a while until this is complete

note: all of these from no. 1-12 are fem!reader

TRACKLIST.

1. study session - (hogwarts!au) you have a bitter history with a certain slytherin, the same one professor potter assigns you to tutor!

2. pretty impressive, huh? - (peculiar!au) set during the events of a map of days/desolation of devil's acre. contains minor spoilers for the latter. connor protects his favorite seedsprout when caul's buddies appear knocking on their door.

3. only you - a new girl is sent to camp half-blood by her demigod parents in new rome. how cool! you know who else thinks she's cool? connor. ooh, she sees to have him whipped. what do you think about this?

4. light in the dark - you're off on a quest with a blond and a brunette. and judging by how the train shudders, something scaly has joined your trio.

5. reassurance - the second titan war has everyone on edge, including you. what better way to be comforted by your close friend, connor?

6. cliché - caught up in a puppy crush on your cousin's friend, you find yourself daydreaming and smiling giddily over what could be.

7. lifetime - hours before the wedding, you look back on what could have been.

8. little games - little games your boyfriend lies to play with you, to see that smile he adores.

9. take my place - a hopeless romantic, fervently reading each word, turning each page with their fingertips on fire. it does feel much better when they're actually in your arms, though.

10. homecoming - connor promises to tell you something if you both survive the war. what a silly promise to keep. it's as if you're not going to battle age-old greek monsters, instead you're mortal kids doing mortal kid things. pfft. as if you'll ever get a taste of that.

11. undercover - connor bumps into a familiar face, a child of nike to be specific. he patches her up whilst reminiscing on a shared memory of theirs. maybe there's something behind those stolen glances and nervous chuckles.

12. nice - a daughter of athena has no idea what to do with connor's mixed signals. the hell you mean, i'm "not the ugliest thing" you've seen?

submit requests here!

[cult-of-the-eye]

What experience I would give as a statement to Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London? Statement fucking begins...

Summer after GCSEs, whole fam picks up and goes to India for 3 weeks

Listen we are hubristic. We literally go from Britain to Turkey to Delhi airport, to a different airport, to Banaras in a taxi, to Siliguri in a sleeper train, to Kalimpong in a car, back to Siliguri in a van, then to Kolkata in a sleeper bus, to Dhakha, Bangladesh by plane, to my grandparents place in Sylhet by car, then back to Dhakha, then back to Delhi, then back to Turkey and then back to Britain.

Tell me we didn't have at least one entity on our side.

None of us got ill. We had a 6 yr old with us. She didn't complain one bit. I'm 100% sure I blacked out for the majority of it. No other explanation than paranormal.

Those sales assistants in shops have to be fucking avatars of the web or something the way they fucking smile and you until you've blinked and you've bought 3 lehengas and she's like very good ma'am

I met my grandma's sister who looks exactly like my grandma, speaks the exact same way, acts the exact same way. It was so uncanny I could've sworn she just was her. Probably very normal explanation (genetics) but we can never be sure.

I made friends with a hand sized spider in a bathroom by singing "Mr spider, please don't kill me" in the tune of Mr sandman to it every day. It disappeared on the last day. (giving spiral)

I got myself an Indian accent. I am not Indian. (Most of my family is from Bangladesh, I was born there) I am not good at accents. I'm not sure how this transpired (could be some elaborate sociolinguistics explanation but I'm gonna go with paranormal)

We went on a massive family day out with cousins to a river near the mountains and we all had a great time until this little menace of a cousin literally got carried away by a current and we were terrified until one of my uncles literally grabbed him by the leg and yanked him out right before he would've gotten completely carried away. I don't think that's pure luck, personally.

My aunts staged an intervention for me about my posture (Not supernatural, Im just salty)

My dad successfully convinced some strangers who sat next to him on the plane that the reason me and my siblings spoke such good English was that we went to an English medium school. When pressed, he came up with the most elaborate story ever. He gave them a random school we went to, told them we were his boss' kids and he was taking us home, bullshitted a company and then when one of them went oh my dad is a higher up in that company, he says oh didn't he retire recently and the guy goes yeah he did! We are completely oblivious of this story, until he leans over and tells us not to call him dad for the rest of the plane journey. If that's not fucking Stranger behaviour then what is.

We get home, exhausted out of our minds and we realise we can't find our fucking front door key. We pile into the back garden and proceed to search through the entirety of our bags, trouser pockets, pockets within bags, we're all on the verge of tears, I'm catatonic, my little sister has picked up a stick and is slowly peeling it, my other sister is the only one actually looking and my dad is staring at the luggage, as if it had grown legs and was doing a little dance right before his eyes. We do find the keys after 20 minutes. We never mention this again. That's fucking paranormal shit right there don't even try to convince me otherwise. Michael the distortion was fucking with us.

Statement ends... (Although that's definitely not even half the shit that happened)

Watch Jonathan "Jarchivist" Sims crumble beneath my experiences. Hes so bamboozled that he forgets to try and discredit me. I bring him a packet of laddoos and some aachar.

[astrodecana2]

#Astrodecana2: Ivan's Escape

#Journal2

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Friday, October 1 2024, 6:55am

Seattle, Washington, U.S.A.

Wet Cold Cloudy Weather

Firehawks Diner, Bosses office

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Ivan: "So i unlocked my bosses office door with a card swipe and i went inside. As soon as I walked in, the pink gems on my bosses golden knives were glowing hello at me. It felt so magical, atleast until my coworker cook Benny came in. He said I'm one of those wander people. I denied it. Just talking about Astrology is illegal, it's been banned all over the globe since the 1850s. But Benny kept insisting i was one, he told me the boss told all the workers to watch out for me because i was a wander. Apparently he told everyone i could see the tourmaline gems glow. I should probably take precaution and go home, maybe even quit. I could be taken in by the feds if they find out im a wander. Benny said he had a cousin who was a bone wander, he never heard from her again. She just disappeared one day with all her traces gone. I apologized my condolences to Benny but he said she's still alive, she just ran away from the U.S.A. I asked him if I should do the same and he told me i should before someone claims a bounty reward on me. He went through one of our bosses cabinet drawers and told me to look inside and steal a small silver pocket knife with a gem on it and i picked the one with a glowing pink tourmaline gemstone. As soon as i did, Benny fell in love with me and confessed hes going to miss a beautiful angel like me. I have to leave. I gave Benny a goodbye hug and i left the Diner. I have to get to my apartment and clean everything out, leave no trace. Logging off, i have to drive."

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Ivan saved his journal log.

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Looking at Boss Cline's knife collection in his dark office

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The silver tourmaline pocket knife Ivan stole

[problematicfanfics]

hey i got groped on friday night at the club in a “business casual” fit, sexually assaulted on a date tuesday wearing jorts and a loose t shirt, and then had to evacuate campus for hurricane helene bc we’re in flood zone A. now im staying with my uncle aunt and 12/11 year old cousins. i literally got no complete alone time to process what the fuck happened

the night i got sexually assaulted i basically just called up my friends and was like “hey date went like shit let’s go drink together!” but i genuinely just needed to get violently drunk and high. so i did very successfully. 12 heads in a singles dorm room space after downing copious amounts of wine, liquor, and weed while playing beer pong one floor above us. i took a ten minute nap before we went to mcdonald’s and when i woke up, i asked everyone if we were still going (it was 5 am and we said we were going for the breakfast menu), and they all said “bro none of us can fuckin walk” so i went back to bed.

tell me why i wake up at 7 am sharp, in the same clothes i was SAd in the day before, sleeping in my suitemate’s bed with her? i woke up to her face and i was like “yo why we sleepin together?? wait why am i in her bed???” so i got up to piss then walked into my room to get in my own bed.

i walk in to see my mattress topper halfway off my bed. i tried to push it back on but it wouldn’t budge. i’m like “damn i’m mad hungover if i can’t move a piece of foam.” i reach onto my bed to move my ikea bear (the really big one, i love him) and i fucking find my friend sleeping under it??

i start dying. like actually crying laughing. he gets up and he’s completely coherent he’s like “bro why you laughing?” i’m like “dude i didn’t know you slept in my bed what the fuck happened?” bc he’s literally one floor above us?? why didn’t u walk up one flight of stairs and walk ten steps to ur room? he’s like “well u went to bed in suitemate’s bed so i took yours” WHAT?? so i was like “go back to bed bro” and went back to sleep in my suitemate’s bed.

i wake up again at 9 am and go back into my bedroom to see how my bro’s doing.

tell me how my entire mattress topper was on the floor. the entirety of it. and he was still under seven blankets, my five throw pillows and the stupid bear.

he wakes up and my suitemate’s tells me ANOTHER MF was asleep in my room ON MY RUG. he left at like 6:50 am to walk back to the other side of campus to his room. i felt so bad like he could’ve stayed and i would’ve made him a comfier lil bed :(

at 10 am we all get a notif that we need to be off campus out of our rooms by 1. i’m tweaking, bc my uncle is the one who was picking me up and he didn’t get out of work until 5:30, plus 15-20 min to drive and pick me up, plus the hurricane weather, i wasn’t scooped until 6.

the friend who slept in my bed and i sat in the lobby and waited for his friend w a car to show up so we could at least get out of the school area for now. we went to get sushi, shit was buss. i explained to bro wit da car that i wasn’t getting scooped until at least 5:40 and he was like “nah it’s chill dawg we ain’t in a rush to get to the house we’ll chill w u” so i hung w them until 3pm when his aunt called him and told him he needed to go to the house bc of the storm.

so they dropped me BACK OFF AT THE SCHOOL. WITH MY STUPID SUITCASE. WITH MY SUSHI AND A HAT I STOLE OFF THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. i was tweaking. freaking out, even. i still had 2 hours

they left and bc florida is florida, it was super fucking sunny and warm out. so i sat at one of the many outdoor tables we have.

and of course about 30 min later it starts pouring something fierce. i get soaked. i call up my friend and was like “fuck yall for leaving me in the rain” he’s like “bro i’m sorry i didn’t know it would start raining” YEAH ME NEITHER BUT BRO CMONNNN U COULDVE SAVED ME.

i find a small little indent in my dorm building to hide in w no cameras and i change my shirt. i was still wearing the exact same fit from the entire school day prior. i didn’t even have time to change my clothes by the time i cleaned up all the alcohol left out (which was essential, because they did room checks to make sure everyone was evacuated) and packed my bag properly to go stay w my fam.

same pants, unwashed hair body or face, sunglasses bc of how violently high i got in the morning to forget my week, and sopping wet socks. eating hours old sushi in the outdoor mechanics closet of my dorm.

BUT I STILL LOOKED FLY AS FUCK BC THE SECURITY GUARD COMPLIMENTED MY FIT WHEN HE CAME TO ASK IF I WAS OK 🗣️🗣️🗣️😤😤😤

anyways i’m still tweaking. i’m like actually just not ok rn. and the worst part is i enjoyed my weekend so fucking much. it was amazing and i was so happy how my life was turning around for the better, with a nice normal man (unheard of in my life), a good friend group, and doing decent in my classes. i hung out w a bunch of new people, met some old friends from the beginning of the year, never did too much drugs (even tho it takes a lot for anything to hit me anymore so it’s not hard to avoid, and i don’t enjoy that feeling)

i had so much fun, my friends were pulling cute people, i pulled a decent guy. and im just so mad because i pride myself in how good i am at reading people. and im always so cautious. it just makes me spiral because like i’ve spent my entire life making sure it doesn’t happen again and it DOES. like i do so much to protect myself. i literally don’t even have romantic attractions so every date i go on is like a “ok you’re a good person maybe we can make something work” thing, never like a love at first sight/i actively want to be with you thing, AND I LITERALLY TELL THEM THAT. AND I TELL THEM I DONT FUCK. SO HOW DO I WIN?

i’ll never win 🥲

[kjhmyg]

not re related but i’ve been having a rough time… this happened almost a year ago but last year in august, it was senior year (i still remember the exact date and time it happened) but two of my best friends cut me off cuz they said i had a lot of problems.. and no joke cried until 3 in the morning. it was so hard seeing them everywhere at school, i literally cried every week bc my heart hurt so bad just from seeing them. even though our friendship lasted 6 months (6 months with one of them, the other 2 years) we talked every day, literally every day, hung out almost every week and had a sleepover every month, so when they cut me off, i felt like a piece of my heart fucking tore in half.

then during the 2nd semester of senior year, i became classmates (not even friends) with the person i knew for 2 years and i admit i was REALLY happy. but a part of me thought she was doing it out of pity, keep in mind i still cried every week because of how bad it hurt. and then on our last day of school, i finally did the thing that hurt me the most and blocked their instas and delete all of our gcs and messages, and all of our photos. 700 photos of them. and i cried for hours on end. it hurt so bad.

and at graduation i saw one of them, and we talked for a bit. but it still hurt so bad. i thought i wouldn’t be so hung up over them but i still am it hurts.. and like the thing is, i thought we’d be a friend group throughout our senior year and maybe even college but it still hurts… and like i want to forget them but i genuinely can’t. :(

ALSO IM SORRY FOR RANTING I JUST NEEDED TO GET IT OFF MY CHEST CUZ MY MOM’S NO HELP AT ALL- like my little cousin asked me what happened between them and i started crying and so she got my mom AND MY MOM TOLD ME TO STOP CRYING, SAYING IT HAPPENED A WHILE AGO. i was just like 😀😀

hi my love! first of all, no need to apologise, we all need a good rant once in a while. i'm so sorry this happened to you :( no one deserves to be abandoned like that! did they ever elaborate on what they meant by problems? because unless those problems were affecting them, it's terrible that they just cut you off like that! especially since you knew one of them for 2 years, and spoke with them everyday.

i think it's the fact that you never got closure that's got you hung up over the whole thing. but now that you've blocked them on ig and deleted the gc, it means you're ready to move on! right?

i had a similar situation with a close friend of mine. we stopped talking (my fault, not hers), but i was hung up over it for YEARS. but because i knew i was in the wrong and i missed her. i did apologise but things didn't go back to the way it was - which is fine, because again, it was my fault.

we were still in each other's close friends list on ig and because i was seeing her every day on ig, it made it difficult for me to move on. like i kept wishing she would reply to my stories or wish me happy birthday. which never happened. so...i muted her. and the less i saw of her, the busier i got with other stuff like work etc, the easier it was to forget! to move on!

out of sight, out of mind.

so if you're ready to let the past go and move on, then im telling you from first hand experience that it will get better! let yourself feel what you feel, grieve your friendship (release all of what could've been), but know that you will feel better one day!

(but if you still want closure, it's a whole different thing so lmk. i got closure in my own way.)

anyway, you're allowed to feel sad about it doesn't matter what people think.

because i do get it, wanting to have a friend group to go through an important part of your life with. with people you have many memories with. unfortunately, not everyone is as lucky :( (me included, i never had that!).

but you'll have more chances in the future! (but also, it's okay even if you don't have that!) (it's okay to be alone) (but i dont want you to feel lonely) (life is complicated).

disclaimer that i'm not a licensed to give advice just a deeply flawed person that cares about you, and i hope that you can find your smile again one day <3

[jlheon]

okk so you follow est?? i will add it to my international clock. it alright to take a break from stupid studying. but i never saw you on my dash tho- think it is because of time zone differences heheeh.

ohh~~ you will soon be 11th, no problem i will definitely help you pengu <33 because your big sis here is a topper in her class and scored full marks in calculus 😭 i worked hard for it. so please feel free to summon me anytime. i will be there :p

my sister came into 10th this year, she studies pretty average. since you are having your finals currently, do your best and the very best pengu 😌 also i am taking my major in computer science engineering. but i dont know how to code 😶

i am thinking of learning to code the next two months until uni starts sooo, gotta be prepared hehe. let's talk again at your 1pm slot timing or just tell me when you are always free in est. i will come up to you at that time...

sending you energy to fight through your day, since there is half day left for you pengu. hope you do your math final well, you wont get a bad grade. i will literally maifest for you.

sending my math powers to you and there is no way you can no to them my baby <3 hope you really really do well and when is the exam pengu?? anyways good night from my side of the world, muah ^3^

— 🎵 anon

i was super bad at bio last year and good at math but this year it flipped and im good at chem and bad at math LET ME WIN NEXT YEAR PLZ

i bet u will see me more on ur ash after becuz i start summer break after tmrw :3

i am the middle child of three sisters!! my older sister is 22 my older cousin who’s my sister basically is 21 and my little sister is 6 so like big age gap 😣 i’m 16 tho !!

i’m always free so don’t be afraid to spam my ask box i love answering asks !!

gonna dye my hair now i think… GOOD NIGHT :3

[atomicmoths]

Fallout OC asks, dealer's choice of character: 1, 2, 9 and 31?

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER....I got carried away and wanted to talk about all of my fallout OCs.... All of my characters include... Schaefer (Schae) Hartmann and her wife, Toni. Their descendants are my two characters Loretta (Rhett) Locklear and River Hartmann (they're cousins!) Jack and his granddaughter, Mariposa. The other non related characters are Claire, Sherry, and Danny! Answers, below the cut! It's a doozy. :)

1. All of my characters are human! The exception is Danny, a ghoul who's lived all over the wastes since the Great War. 2. Schae (pronounced Shay) is my 76er. She was born inside Vault 76. Rhett is my Courier 6, Jack is my Vault Dweller, his granddaughter Mariposa is my Chosen one, Claire is my Warrior (Fallout Tactics protag) and Sherry is my Lone Wanderer! Yes, I don't have a Sole Survivor! To me, FO4 is a little harder to come up with a character for as they feel a little more boxed in by an identity (ie, parent who is a soldier/lawyer depending if you pick nate or nora.) 9. Schae & Toni: Schae grew up in Vault 76, and on reclamation day set off into the Appalachian wastes. Toni grew up in WV but originally her family came from Nevada, where they decided to move back out to years later. They say Schae had some strange mutations from living in the wastes, and could "jump as high as a jackalope." Rumor has it, she lives ghoulified out in the world, still hunting for Cryptids. Rhett & River: Cousins who grew up on the same Brahmin far, they didn't get along until their adulthood. River left home young to pursue a music and radio host career, as well as to seek a medical transition, while eventually Rhett became a Courier for the Mojave express. River now travels all over the wastes collecting music holotapes and stories. Jack: My Vault 13 Dweller, being forced out into the wastes at 18 to find a new water chip for his Vault. His backstory is pretty straight forward from there, following the events of the game. At some point in his 60s, he suddenly left Arroyo, to never be seen again. Mariposa: A name chosen by her grandfather, naturally Mariposa was destined to become the Chosen One of her tribe. She's bright and spunky, but quick on her feet and witty. With her Highwayman full of companions, she set off to save her tribe. Sherry: Sherry was originally just a bit of a self insert character from my first Fallout 3 play through, but she's evolved since then. (IE, when I started new games, I typically just made the character myself) but she's pretty different now, and is named after the 4 Seasons song, Sherry. Claire: Claire is currently the least fleshed out, because I'm still working through my Tactics playthrough! But she's a BOS Scribe. :) Danny: Fun fact! Danny was my first and oldest fallout OC. She originally started as a Fallout 3 OC, but she's evolved since. She was living in DC when the Great War happened and has since spent her days as a wanderer. 31. River wants to leave a lasting imprint on people through his music and his radio Broadcast, Little Brahmin Blues. Both Mariposa and Sherry want to change and improve the wastes for the better, while Jack has a disdain for his legacy seeing as how it cost him his place in his Vault.

[thepersialionheart]

I've been thinking about what one of my next fics should be- actually I've already chosen what the next one is but I'm planning it to be short so I'm wondering what I should write after. This is for Miraculous Ladybug btw:

1. Actor au- Marinette is a rookie actor and Adrien is pretty well known but the director (master fu) sees Marinette as the perfect person for his main role or something along those lines.

2. Gaming/ esports au- I really like e-sport type of dramas, comics etc. Probably because I really like playing games. I was thinking maybe either Adrien is the captain of an e-sports group (kind of like one of my fave Chinese dramas Falling into your smile) or maybe it could be the other way around and Adrien is the one who is scouted. Another idea I had was that Marinette was part of the group who made a pretty popular game- her roles being co designer and beta tester- and she is a legendary player in the game. Adrien just so happens to be another legendary player and they have known each other online for ages but not offline. It just so happens that Adrien hears Marinette talking about the game one day. Not gonna lie, out of the two, I'm kind of leaning to the second gaming idea.

3. Childhood friends au- where they drift apart due to circumstances but by chance Marinette meets Gabriel one day and he asks her to help him bring Adrien back to his old self whilst also become his protégé so she can be the designer for Gabriel one day- obviously in this Gabriel is nice.

4. Another fantasy au- this time a more western type dnd feel (because the current fantasy au im writing has a more Eastern feel to it) where Marinette is a witch and Adrien is the Prince and they go on an adventure to look for something.

5. Revenge au- Gabriel is the reason Marinette's parents died and so she wants revenge.

6. Time reset- in which Felix used to be Chat Noir but when Bridgette died he wished for time to reset and decided he would be nowhere near the miraculous. That is until he realises that his cousin is the new owner of the cat miraculous and he decides that maybe he should do something about it.

OK I'll only list these up for now because they are the ones I most want to write but don't know when I would be able to because I write slowly, especially when I have other things to do.

Anyways please choose which one you think you would like to see the most because it may motivate me to write that certain trope more. Though currently I'm leaning towards the gaming au. It might change in a few months time.

[soliddaddy96]

3, 4, 6, 8 for reigen :3

oh heavens the freaker ... the jerkr

3. How did your oc discover themself? Did something cause them to question, or did they always know?

i rememebr i wrote this down somewhere but 2 me he realized he was queer of some sort when he went to one of his sisters friends quinceanera and made out w the birthday girls older cousin behind the venue ... this was when he was like , a highschooler in arizona still . after this he was liek Hmm i think somethings up . he didnt act on these feelings until he was hitchhiking to jess' apartment like years later tho ..... not much else 2 think abt besides how you might be gay for your friendon the open road and such .

with his gender i think he always kindve knew , early on his dad kindve picked up on it and went "heyy y. i dont mind if you ... experiment . with your gender . yoru still my kid all the same 😁" to rei who, at the time, went "? Ok (doesnt think about this encounter until years later)". its also a main reason (2 me ) as to why connor bullied him a bit - in my brain milwaukee is a pretty ... closed minded town , so its only natural people would spread their bigotry onto their children < which is why when connor saw how rei was like "im a MAN" but (in connors mind) didnt make any "real" effort into presenting masc , he 1 thought rei was just doing it for attention and 2 sought out to "fix" him ....... < cornering him and cutting his hair along w just. General torment

4. Is your oc's environment supportive about their identity? How does this impact them?

until he was around middleschool he only really had the support of his dad < his mother being a devout catholic whereas his dad was laid back and also queer himself . after he died and they moved back to arizona rei just kindve caved in on himself and gave up on any presentation gender or sexuality wise ... until one day he felt too suffocated by it all nd went back to the one place he ever really Did feel accepted < milwaukeeeeee 😁and by extension jess nd ashe . the latter i dont know if they met later but i think their presence helps rei greatly ... nervous cheetah and emotional support dog type thang . when hes back w the gang he feels pretty comfortable w them and while he still has his moments of doubt from time to time he still feels confident that theyll never judge him (which they wouldnt thankfully). ave maria

6. How does your oc feel about labels? Theirs, or in general?

he would rather be gutted like a fish than talk about labels ... i dont think he feels all that comfortable w himself to say hes for sure gay ... and as for being trans , he keeps that shit LOCKED UP !!! very stealth with it ... even if being called a woman bothers him hed rather just take it and smile than out himself and risk being harassed . as he gets older he just stops gaf. i think hed just call ashe up randomly one day nd go "Hey .im gay." and then just hang up . theyd understand

8. Have they had struggles with their identity, be it due to internal or external reasons?

hes the prime struggler and transgender allegory ... if hes not actively repressing his feelings for guys then hes trying as hard as he can to come off as a cis guy . i think it stems from the hostile environment milwaukee generally is as well as internal stuff < after his dads passing his mom blamed his homosexuality for it and deemed him a sinner ... her side of the family also just talked shit abt him a lot 😭this diswayed rei Greatly from ever being open . even in his 20s i think despite him being more cool w being gay nd stuff hed still be a little nervous ... i dont think his anxiousness abt it would ever go away for realsies , but with time he wouldnt think abt it too much 👍

AVE MARIA can youtell i want him dead

[theteens-stuff]

so usually Im not the one to post but I am today because i feel overwhelmed by something i just experienced. (Please take 5 mins to read this)

I recently attended a wedding and it was an indian wedding so it went on for a couple of days. There was this guy at the wedding whom i knew because he was a part of the distant family and we had spoken earlier a few times because of school related stuff , but things started getting weird he became clingy so i ghosted him. Until recently when I saw him at the wedding, I tried my best not to make any contact with him and went to ignore him for the rest of the events. However on the last day of the wedding he came up to me and we spoke for a good 10 minutes.

I have a cousin whom Im very close to and he invited some friends of his to the wedding, one of which was his girl best friend. They danced and he kissed her on the forehead and everyone seemed okay with them being that close. (Which I also think is prefectly normal)

Skipping to the current day…I was at dinner with my family when they gave me shit for talking to that guy for ten mins at the wedding and saying that I shouldnt have spoken to him at all. ( we had atleast 6 feet gap between us when we spoke) I was surprised at first but later even more shocked when they didnt give any shit to my brother for talking to a girl so closely when she wasnt even the part of the family.

Im 16 and I understand that my family is just looking out for me but how am I supposed to grow up and be an adult who trusts men when my OWN family and my OWN father and my OWN brother tell me to stay away from them. Aren’t they men too ? Shouldn’t i stay away from them too if thats the case. If men dont even trust men how the fuck is another women supposed too. Not only that why was I the ONLY one who got shit for talking to the opposite gender.

Get this at the after party i danced with my brothers ( i am the only sister in the family and all my cousins or people my age are males) and got shit for that too. Saying “oh look how much she partied with him” , when they were my literal brothers. They got told NOTHING. werent they dancing too ???? Werent they present there too with me ??? Its high time we get a hold of this buffoonary. We say that we are progressing towards a more open minded future but are we really or is all this just delusional.

[zorosnavigator]

My to do (one day i swear) fics masterlist (forgive the messy summaries and useless commentary i literally made this two weeks after seeing the movie and didnt touch it until today lol )

1 Titanic AU for this one im still thinking abt the general plot (edit 28/01: i have the plot but i have to write it lol)

2 Coryo has his grandma and cousin 'captured', it has some consequences on his psyche and thoughts... ( he believes them dead--> during the scene after the games with Highbottom implies they might be dead the little shit) and is directly (like literally forced, hes not allowed to see his family) sent in District 12....

3 (in this one they're technically older than in canon), before the war they meet many times (from 10 to 15/16y), then the war happens: they meet again during these events, (the Covey didnt partake in the war in the novel, but im still deciding though if Lucy Gray'll choose a 'side' to help or not...edit 28/01: she will pick a side hehe and not its Coryo's) ...(...maybe , after, the angst during the war, then the 13 win and they meet at opposite side of the line...and then forced to be together due to the new 'Games'.?????..bruh i have so many tropes and AU mixed in this one)

4 okay, so this is a Star Wars AU...(not Anidala i swear...they just...dont fit them i think) so idk if you watched Rogue One, but it'll be loosely inspired by this movie...

5 College/University AU, where Coryo is forced (literally, he is blackmailed by professor Highbottom) to tutor Lucy Gray otherwise he (C. Highbottom) wont valid his stage/work (or smt like that idk precisely yet since i dont know a damn thing abt American or British university ) - and he choose Lucy Gray especially for him bc he knows Coryo'll be pissed abt it and wont succed (well, he thinks he knows Coryo wont succeed, but little did he know...) so Coryo not exactly happy abt having to tutor this...girl. (pretty snobby abt it too)...their start is very...rocky...(i have written their meeting scene (well, the official meeting) already )

6 (edit 28/01: this one is very shitty i hesitated to let it on this post but here take what my snowbaird brainrot managed to imagine lol) ...due to the fragile 'peace' between districts and Capitol after the war, the new government decided to send children/teens/adult to differents district or Capitol (a sort of 'exchange'.... well and also 'you start doing suspicious things, we have your people in 'hostage' kind of thing) and for them to live in it (for a limited amount of time), and if they succeed without raising any problems, they can come back 'home' (little did kid Coryo know he will end up loving district 12....not right away of course, right now hes rather angry, disgusted by 12 and a condescending little shit... )

7 (edit 28/01: i wrote a more insightful plot for this, i'll add it tomorrow) Lucy Gray, killed in the forest wake up to the day of her reaping.

8 another modern AU (sorry if u dont like that) inspired by Mamma mia (i fully blame the whole movie album) with, of course some twist and changes...(edit 28/01: it can works my brain said so to me)

9 WHELP. ANOTHER MODERN AU. so. i wont detail everything here (its the first fic idea i had and i did work a little more on it ) but, Coryo after 3/4 years in the military (forced by his mom but theres more to it of course also,/ not thinking abt real military accuracy now) come back to see his friend Sejanus - yeah, he really is friend (reluctant) Sejanus in this,(Sejanus, who due to some events- his father death???- created with his mom a scholarship for students who live in less priviligied areas of the town/or country??? still thinking abt it ) . So. Coryo come back just to see his only (with Clementia of course) friend doing buddy buddy with Lucy Gray. Lets say hes not happy....

10 Im sure others already thought of this one, but if Highbottom was more of a close 'mentor/fatherly' figure to him after the war??? ( not only, but also manipulating Coryo to his own ends)

12 And Actors AU because well, they're both performers in their own right and Actor/actress + (fake dating maybe??) + a past still haunting them + lowkey despise you = perfect angst.

[reedsaloser]

mmm when i do long ramble things, it’s usually about my younger cousin, and now it’s 9 days until her bday and i’m back on my bullshit.

in 2020 it was 13 days before my cousin’s birthday that our grandma had a seizure at work. then it was 9 days before her birthday that we had a name for the cause: stage 4, terminal brain cancer.

i remember being 16 and sitting with my family discussing what it all meant. the brief time we knew we’d have with a grandma that was as she always had been, but no longer would always be. i stepped away for a minute and peeked into the bathroom where Grandma and kenzi sat making slime potions. my aunt and uncle had just said they weren’t going to tell her about the finality of this cancer yet. there was no recovery, and grandma didn’t want to go through the pain of it all— the chemo, the radiation, the loss of hair, the sickness. she had experienced it all once 6 hears before and had no intention to suffer again.

yet she sat in the bathroom with her almost ten-year old granddaughter and was doing all she could to make memories that could carry her for the rest of her life.

i remember the first family dinner 7 days before my cousin’s birthday where we all sat and played cards at the table. even my grandpa, known to not want to play “those damn card games” sat at the table. grandma sat at the long edge between me and my cousin and taught us (finally) how to play her favorite card game. we had an unofficial rule you needed to be 17, and she threw it out and showed us how. kenzi had no clue why she was playing; if me and her played card games, it was only ever uno or phase ten.

on november 20, 2020, my cousin’s birthday was the last birthday my grandma was fully there for. she could still sign off on her cards with her typical, well practiced hand. she danced and sang and made possibly the worst cupcakes ever (she never could cook or bake, but she loved to try)

it’s not til the last day of march 2021 that i found my cousin had never been told grandma wouldn’t recover.

it’s on that same day that she became like a little sister to me.

i love that kid and now she’s turning 12 and suddenly i’m wondering where all the time went. you were 3 you were 5 you were a blur and now you’re in middle school and you play clarinet because I play clarinet and you want to grow up as passionate about something as i am. you sit next to me in a bingo hall (which grandma would have loved to do with us!) and you and i play grandma’s favorite card game on the couch. and god you love to read and make up songs and every time you do, my heart breaks a little because you’re growing older and when do these days end?

when will you skip out on time with me to be with your friends? when did you become so important? when did i suddenly know your interests and lamaged to find the perfect birthday gifts (i think) for you when your mom couldn’t think of any?

im not sure what the point is here… memory, family, realizing its been 3 years since my grandma sang happy birthday, but anyway

(i can say it spawned from her crying when i said i couldn’t get down to her parents for her bday since i work)

happy early birthday, kid. i hope you never read this

[wielderofthechainsaw]

kind of a vent

ive had a really bad day. Lets start from the top. I had an overdue book that had been apparently out for 3 YEARS. and the money i had to pay the school back was $30. So today, i brought $30. During recess i go to the library with my two friends who i’ll call Fish and Ex-wife. Ok, so me, Fish and Ex-Wife were sitting at a table and talking, and i get up, i SHOW THEM THE CASH and i say “im gonna give this to the librarian for a book i never gave back, brb” so theyre both like “alr” so i tell the librarian about what happened and she asked me what book it was, so i say “if the world were a village”. She looked up my account and saw the book that was overdue and shes like “ok, you dont have to pay me right now because i swear i saw that book last week, im going to check the library first, if i dont find it then you can pay me.” So i say “alright!” Skip to around lunchtime; we were just finishing off a math lesson until three kids come in saying theyre doing a cookie sale for $2 and ask if anyone was interested and so i raise my hand and say “yeah, me!” So i give them a five dollar bill, and i get $3 and the cookie i wanted. And out of nowhere my OTHER long-time (6 years) friend who i’ll call ‘baddie’ claimed she had $5 in her desk and started saying I STOLE IT! She told the teacher and basically all her friends in the class. She was talking another friend of mine who i’ll call ‘Doja Crap’ and she whispering about me. Sinc ei was in a really bad mood i had lost my appetite and i was too busy forcung myself to eat my lunch to hear what they were saying, but my cousin Fish tood me what they were talking about, and apparently Doja Crap was like ‘call her (me) out’ LIKE CALL ME OUT FOR WHAT??? And Fola was like ‘im gonna asked to have my desk changed’ and ‘i should call my mom’ LIKE GIRL JUST ADMIT YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MONEY AND MOVE ON. WE’VE BEEN FRIENDS FOR SIX FUCKING YEARS AND IT TOOK EVERYTHING IN MY NOT TO CUSS HER OUT. LIKE I DIDNT KNOW IF I WANTED TO YELL OR CRY! IM SO FUCKIN SAD MAN BC WEVE BEEN LIKE 🤞FOR YEARS AND YEARS! I WAS LITERALLY BADDIES FIRST FRIEND WHEN SHE FIRST MOVED TO MY SCHOOL LIKE GIRL WHAT?? WHY ARE YOU ACCUSING ME OF SOMETHING YOU KNOW I WOULDNT DO?! But yeah, its kinda been crappy.