#and yet im not sure if im the one bravest enough to make it happen

[ghostyjpg]

someone needs to draw sylph in one of adam sandler's outfits or else im gonna be the one who has to do it

[dreamii-yume]

AAAAHHH IT’S FINALLY TIME FOR LEONA’S BIRTHDAY CRUMBS <3

Can I pls request a crumb for Leona that is both spicy and sweet.......like his s/o catching him off-guard during s*x with her tight hugs, soft intimate touches, and verbal I love yous..........she is just wholesomely attacking Leona with geuine love in the middle of his hornii birthday sex present (*≧∀≦*)

Bye I’m going to hide under a rock and cry as I count down the days between this early request and Leona’s actual birthday

Hah— I know this request clearly wanted pure fluff, but like…Yume doesn’t function properly without adding anything fucked up to write lol LISTEN, I was never good at fluff okay (＞人＜;)

Warnings :

Stockholm Syndrome, Misogyny, Unhealthy Relationship(?) but healthy??? cause you were “happy” in the end wat, Yandere, Implications of Past Non-Con/Dub-Con, Abduction, Forced Feminization(?) like— what do you call when you get forced to become their wifey huh

So, I can imagine this scene only happening when Stockholm Syndrome kicks in hard lol Maybe Leona being the bastard that he is had you kidnapped and tucked in nicely inside his home like the pretty little mate he always imagined you to be for some time now. Days, weeks, month, years— You don’t know how long you’ve been trapped in this place, but all you knew is that it’s long enough for you to slowly call this place home.

…You have a faint memory of resisting as hard as you can for the first time, kicking and punching away your captor until you get tired. You wouldn’t let Leona touch you at that time, but the guy never listens to you in the first place and gets overpowered by him in the end. You tried escaping once, but proved to be futile when you realized how no one even gives a shit about what Leona does to you each day— Thinking about it now, you realized why that is, considering you were the second prince’s chosen mate after all, only the bravest soul could only dare to touch you at this point. You tried hard to keep that fire in you for as long as you can but— every touch, every bite, and every punishment you received with the sole intention of changing your everything for Leona had quickly diminished your will.

—And it paid off, because now…You don’t even remember why you were that resistant in the first place.

What’s so bad about being trapped in a palace where you literally can be given anything you want? What’s so bad about becoming the second prince’s beloved wife? Other woman would kill to be in your place, so what was your problem? Sure, being a part of a royal family demands a lot from you, always dictating how you should and shouldn’t act, what you should and shouldn’t do as the prince’s wife—but regardless, you were still well-loved, weren’t you? Doesn’t it feel good when someone can do this much for you? To have someone constantly showing you affection through bone-crushing hugs, forceful kisses, and bites that rips through your flesh?

Yes, it felt good, you were just too prideful to admit it back then…That must be it. You felt stupid every time you thought about yourself behaving the way you did.

Now that you’re more complacent, behaved, and accepting…Leona, too had become way gentler than how he was before. Instead of abusing your skin, he now kisses every single bruise away, and instead of forcefully spreading your legs open, he embraces you to make yourself comfortable on doing the action yourself. To think of how much you were crying on the first time he teared your hymen open for the first time, now turned out to be something you grew to love after a few more times of the same thing happening to you…It wasn’t that bad.

Even now as the man you can finally call your husband grips your thighs and buries his cock deeper inside you within every thrust, you can finally say how good it felt without a tinge of humiliation. With your legs wrapped around his waist and clinging on his toned chest for dear life, you moaned blissfully as another surge of orgasm escaped you. However, battered your body feels, or how light-headed you feel, you knew well that your everything craves for more— and Leona hasn’t even cum yet, what kind of wife would you be if you can’t even give your husband the pleasure that he deserves? It’s his birthday too, so you have to try harder than usual. So, wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer to give him a better angle, just enough for him to thrust his massive cock onto a place he had never been before.

Leona himself couldn’t help but be amused of your actions, gripping your jaw and raising his eyebrow in a teasing manner. “…So, when did you get so assertive, huh?” He said, chuckling as you kept on moaning at every thrust. “You were so cute and shy back then, now you’re actively sucking in my cock like you don’t ever want to let go of it.”

You gulped. “…B-Because— It feels good…I-I want more…!” You muttered in between moans, before reaching out and cupping his cheeks closer to you. Leona blinked as you give him a wide smile, the large blush spread across your cheeks just quickly sums your state of mind perfectly. “Especially…If it’s you…I-I…”

“…I love you…”

Leona somehow slowed down at that, widening his eyes slightly at what you said. For all these years, he was used to hearing you cursed at him constantly at whatever he does, your lovesick eyes used to be so full of hatred, you know? Even when you started to break from the pressure, the best that he could get from you was your uncontrollable cries, one that shoots a pang of guilt in his heart…But hearing you say something completely different from what he was expecting this time— It felt nice on the inside, if he’s being honest. “…Heh.” He smirked, leaning closed to your heated face until his forehead was touching against yours, chuckling as you playfully closed your eyes. “You know what—“

“…I like you better now, you’re so much cuter like this.” He said, as he wrapped his lips around yours, in which you gladly returned. His tongue danced with yours, exploring your cavern and you let him in unconditionally, trailing saliva down your jaw. “I love you too, herbivore.”

“I’ll make sure for you to never forget that.”

Aight, I know it’s not the time to say “ey darlings im back uwu” lol but Ey Darlings~♥︎ I’m back, (UwU) Just finished contemplating on some shit—

[thedramaclubs]

Tonight belongs to you

Summery: it’s prom night and the group is going to have the night of there lives

Ships: Logicality, Prinxiety, demus/dukeceit

When they’re singing

Patton- blue

Remus-green

Duet- orange

Kaylee- black

Ms Greene- pink

All-purple

It’s prom night. Remus is at Patton’s helping him pick out a suit. “You better hurry up in there or your gonna me my drag alter ego....Eugene lee yang from the try guys.” Patton came out wearing a light blue tux.

“What do you think?”

“Well it’s better than the pink. But you got fuzz on your shoulders. You’ve got great shoulders”

“This isn’t working” Remus clean off the fuzz

“Don’t panic...does this help?”

I don’t know?....What did you wear to your prom?” Remus got quiet “Well I was gonna wear a dark green dress with sparkles everywhere. But this isn’t about me this is about you. Your gonna have the night of your life.” Remus walked back to get a view of the tux.

“Hey what’s your date wearing?”

“I don’t know.” Remus’s face change to confusion. “He didn’t give you a little fashion show?”

“I’ve never been to his house. His mother doesn’t know about us.” Patton felt anxious

“How long have you been together?”

“A year an a half.”

“Oh my god....”

“But he’s coming out tonight big time that’s the plan.......I’m really scared”

“Why?”

“Well for so many reasons but mainly because.......half of the people their still hate me.” The room got quiet. Remus put out his hand for Patton and they sat on Patton’s bed.

“Look I never went to my prom.” Remus started to tear up. Patton gave him a hug and a single tear fell from his face. “Looks like your mystery boyfriend and I never had your courage. You made all of this happened and when you walked into that gym tonight, you know what their gonna see.....the bravest person in the world.”

Patton gave a small smile and a nervous giggle “This is scary does everyone go through this?”

“Are you kidding of course. Right now girls are spraying on their tans, whitening their teeth and shoving their fingers down their throats one last time and trying to look their best for the prom. But they are wasting their time. They might as well be wearing a garbage bag........with the word “whore” on it and you know why.........because.......they’re whores.”

Patton was shocked “WHAT?!”

Remus then regretted that last statement

“No my god they don’t have the glow you have right now”

“I trust you completely and that’s kinda scary”

I can tell your feeling wary but you can count on uncle reemy he turn this butchy duck into a swan

Your whole look could use a shake up you can borrow all my make up and the pair of SPANX I currently have on

I think I’ll past

Treat the whole world like your run way make it fierce but in a fun way try to flip your hair like Cher and drag queens do

And I don’t mean to be rude dear but you could use some attitude dear

Let’s show the school tonight belongs to you

One things universal, life no dress rehearsal, so why not makes some waves before it’s through

Go big or you’ve blown it, it’s time that you own it let’s make it clear that tonight belongs to you

Now whatever we choose we gotta make sure to sell it

How do I do that?

Allow Ms Allen to demonstrate

You might find this disconcerting but old Remus has done some flirting

Try to bat your eyes and smile each time you grin

I can guess your whole agenda

You be Elphie I’m Galinda

It’s makeover time so why not just give in

Cmon!!

One things universal

Life’s no dress rehearsal

So why not make some waves before it’s through

Go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that I own it (yes sir!)

Let’s make it clear that tonight belongs to you

What?

Belongs to me

Kaylee and Shelby are at Kaylees house

“Oh god I can’t believe this is finally happening” Said Kaylee

“He almost ruined it for all of us” Said Shelby

“Well what goes around comes around. You look hot”

“You look so hot”

Well I hate to sound conceited but the boys get over heated when I strike a pose or or two like thus *they do poses here*

And you have to hand it to me I mean even I would do me

Let’s show the world tonight belongs to us

One things universal, life no dress rehearsal excuse me while I state the obvious

go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that we own it lets make it clear that tonight belongs to us

Logan finished getting dress. He was in a black tux with a dark blue tie with his hair pulled back with gel.

“You look so handsome. You should always wear your hair like this.”

Logan took a deep breath. “Mom I want you to know what’s gonna happen tonight I-”

“Shh can we not spoil this moment. I’ve worked very hard on this night. I have a right to enjoy it too. Your gonna have a wonderful prom like a normal boy I made sure of that”

“What does that mean?”

I don’t like when strangers in my way or when somebody messes with the PTA

Or maybe that’s just me trust me

Fixes little problems is what I do now everyone is happy I promise you

And I would never ever miss a night like this Logan your my super Star now get your ass in the car

The Prom has begun. Every is dancing and having the night of their lives. Everyone has worked so hard for this night music blasting, streamers and confetti flying and everyone haveing the night of their lives.

One things universal life’s no dress rehearsal excuse me while I state the obvious

Go big or you’ve blown it

It’s time that we own it

And make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs

TO US!!!

Patton and the actors are at the gym door about to go inside we’re the rest of the kids are.

“You look so handsome” Said Roman

“Are you sure it’s not to boyish?”

“No it’s definitely boyish.” Said Janus as he held a little box.

“He means it’s not to boyish. My husband likes to mess with people time to time but that’s what I love about him.” Janus blushed at what Remus Said. “You did good Remus. I thought you had no fashion sense whatsoever but I was wrong.”

“Thanks Roman. Where’s your date?”

“We’re meeting inside the gym. He’s still a little shy about all this but he’ll be there.”

“Well this is were we leave you our work here is done.” Remus got the box from Janus and inside was a boutonniere. He pinned it on Patton’s tux and they started to walk away.

“Can you walk me in Remus? I’m a little nervous.”

Remus gave a small smile “of course.” The two of them squealed and walked in the gym

“We did good you guys. Now who’s wants a drink?” Roman, Janus, Thomas and Joan walked out.

The moment Remus and Patton walked in the gym.........they were in shocked. The gym was empty. Their was no one there except for Virgil on the phone and some balloons and streamers.

“What’s going on?”

“I’m just putting the pieces together give me one second.” Virgil went back on the the phone and Remus kept looking around the sad and empty gym.

“Where is everybody?”

“What’s going on here?” Once Remus said that Roman, Janus, Thomas and Joan came in.

“Something’s wrong. The entire parking lot is empty!” Roman looked around

“Jesus what’s the theme of the prom death row!” Said Joan

Patton’s voice started to shake “Mr Hawkins. Where are all the kids? I don’t understand?”

Logan and his mom were at the real prom and Logan was concerned

“I don’t understand. Why aren’t we at the gym?”

His mom provided and explainantion “Well at last minute their was a problem and we had to change the venue.” “Mom what’s going on tell me the truth.”

Gym

“This is what happened as I understand it the courts told the pta to hold and inclusive prom.”

Prom

“Don’t worry we did what we had to do”

Gym

“There was some resistance but the parents met without my knowledge and organized 2 proms”

Prom

“We gave him a prom”

Gym

“One for all the kids at elk lodge down town”

At both places

“Oh my god” Said Patton and Logan

Gym

And THIS prom.....JUST for you!”

Prom

“Now you go have fun! I will be here to make sure everything is perfect”

Gym

Patton’s voice was shaking “Wait no I got texts from kids at school everyone said it was here!”

“They lied to you it was part of the plan.”

“Oh my god!” Roman exclaimed

Prom

“YOU LIED TO ME!” Yelled Logan at Kaylee and Shelby

“Who’s the lier.”

“What?”

“We know about you and Patton.”

“Trust us we’re doing you a favor.”

“You can thank us later.”

Gym

“Patton I’m so so sorry this is...... IM STILL IN SHOCK” Patton walked away to cry a little

“So your saying the whole town kept this from him?!” Said Thomas

“This is so cruel” Said Janus

“I’m gonna cry!” Remus ran into Janus’s arms and started to cry.

“This is a disaster.” Said Roman

“This is a PR problem.” Said Joan as they walked to Roman

“No we had a PR problem, this is a full-blown disaster this is the end of my career.” Virgil overheard the conversation.

“Whoa whoa, that’s why you came here for publicity!?” Roman walked to the taller man “Virgil you don’t know how the world works.” “Yes I do......unfortunately.” Patton put his glasses back on and walked to the front of the gym.

One things universal, life’s no dress rehearsal, when people find a scapegoat, to condemn. We went big yet we’ve blown it I guess I should have known it all along tonight belong............. to them

Patton’s phone rang

“Logan!”

“I swear I didn’t know.”

“You were on the prom committee how did you not know?”

“It was Kaylee and Shelby. They found out we were together they didn’t want me to tell you.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“YOU THINK I WOULD DO THIS TO YOU!”

“Then come met me.”

Silence. Logan began to cry

“I can’t”

“You can’t or you won’t?”

“My mom is here.”

“WELL LEAVE HER!” Tears we’re streaming down Patton’s face

“She’s watching me every second!”

THEN TELL HER YOUR GAY!!!! TELL HER WE’RE IN LOVE THAT WAS THE PLAN WASNT IT!!!

I CANT BECAUSE KAYLEE AND SHELBY KNOW!!!!

“I’ve had enough”

“I mean it’s not how I thought it would go I’m sorry.”

“Great, perfect, that fixes everything, have fun at the normal persons prom!” Patton hung up.

“Patton. PATTON!”

Remus than interjected “Okay here’s what we’re gonna do, we are gonna go to that prom and-”

“NO THIS ALREADY THE WORSE NIGHT OF MT LIFE JUST STOP HELPING ME!!” Patton ran out of the gym crying and Janus followed after him

And make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs to

Make it clear that tonight belongs

TO US!!!!!!!

End of act 1

Okay so I’m gonna take a break from writing the au for a bit. I’ll still be on tumblr and you guys can talk to me I’m just gonna take a break do for about a week or 2. if you want to be tag let me know

People to tag/ @artissijules @patt-off @frogsandcookies @icantthinkofacreativeurl @purplestarrystars @actingonimpulse

[tomsandal]

The one where Tom went "can I just make stuff up?" and didn't wait for an answer

a/n: incredibly terrible title brought to you by you yes you who couldn't give me better one heart

characters: červená kapota, tom sandál

warnings: teensy weensy cosmic horror/death depiction at the start (because i am a moron and a fool and forgot what genre im writing), alcohol mention

words: 1,8k

To truly start at the story’s beginning, we’ll need to go many pages back in history books.

It was millennia ago, when something very strange took place and changed the world from how it was known.

It so happened that, for some mysterious reason, a meteorite crashed down on earth and landed in a crater in some frankly unnoteworthy forest.

This incident did not go without notice of course, and not too long after it had fallen were there already parties of plenty that were eager to find out what strangeness took place the night before. Many ventured into the forest, allured by the mystery or driven by their responsibility to protect their village, but not a single one of those brave souls has ever made the journey back. And so the number of volunteers and explorers thinned over time, for the prospect of being lost to those woods without a seeming trace was enough to ward off even the bravest of the brave.

However all those who did go, did not disappear in an equal way.

Some of those who ventured started to feel effects of a mysterious force soon after the start of their journey. Those ones met their end lying down on the forest floor, feverish and plagued by visions indescribable. No man’s willpower to follow common sense and go back home could win over the pull of the compelling presence.

But some of them pulled through. The strongest and greatest of them all did get to see what their end goal was this whole time.

There in the clearing lay the mystery. Patches of brilliant blue were shining among the dark stone, twinkling not unlike the stars that hung above them.

And standing there, in this crushing magical presence, humans did what humans tend to do and moved to touch the shiny stone.

It was no easy feat, bracing against the sheer force of the meteorite this close to the source of all this madness, but some of them managed to do so.

Finally, with their goal at their literal fingertips, they laid their hands at the glittering surface. And their hands melted right off.

The lucky ones died from the immediate shock from the pain. The rest bled out among the grass, suffocating in the stone’s heavy aura.

And some of them leaned even closer... for the call had won over.

For some time has the stone been left undisturbed, lying unmoved while its surroundings changed as the years went by. No wise enough soul dared to enter the haunted forest. And so the years passed in hundreds and the celestial body had started to merge with the surrounding environment. Many years has it been since then, when it was finally fully covered and sunken deep into the ground and its power dimmed to a hum.

If you were to walk by that place at that moment, you wouldn't think there to be anything out of the ordinary. And so didn't the people that had settled there.

Who might know why they chose this secluded woodland place for their settlement but they did and surprisingly prospered without any casualties.

The stone's powers have dulled over the centuries but they were still there nonetheless, even if only in a shadow of its former self, and the construction and disturbance of the ground was bound to wake it up.

And so the energy started seeping out, warping the unaware residence in the process. With each generation grew the changes more profound, until the place was almost unrecognizable. Plants grew wild and high, displaying colours very uncommon to vegetation anywhere, the roaming animals wouldn't be recognized even by the highest of scholars, trees grew twisted with leaves of gold and humans were born with features never seen before. Their hair was bright and shining in arrays of blues, purples and greens, just like the lights in the sky that could be seen from time to time. But since no negative effect seemed to take place, this magical village of star-touched people lived in-

“Star-touched...really.”

“Yes and no interruptions please.”

-lived in peace. But time was not kind to them.

The year was 1610, the witchcraft craze was at its peak and it didn’t take long until the hunt was brought to them as well. Their clearly otherworldly appearance couldn't be excused and many fell on the trials, under the hands of men driven by fear and hatred. The rest left their homeland, which ended promptly burned to the ground. From then on, they lived as hermits far, far from the human eye.

They lay in hiding for long, until their time has finally come, when people started walking among themselves with wild bright coloured hair and-

“wait, wait what about the magical wolves”

“That is tied to my own personal upbringing and no, was not in fact universal for everyone, stop messing up the timeline”

“oh I am messing up the timeline and not you making something different every ti-”

“As i was saying-” “and when do the glow squids come in” “My glow squid ancestry is clearly the reason for my eyes not the hair ”

“yes, of course, the eyes that are obviously not coloured contacts”

“Keep that tone to yourself and shush.”

///

It was a pleasant summer night, the air was crisp and the streets were quiet. And there, in a certain bar, sat two peculiar people.

Kapota sighed and let her friend-but not friend-associate from work-but not wanting to kill each other right now-buddy ramble on as she took a sip from her glass. She had ordered something called the Hanky Panky Cocktail Supreme and deemed it as decent enough, if a bit overpriced for a glorified gin and fernet.

Still, she would rather be holding a pint of good old fashioned beer, but finding a place around these parts with a half decent beer is near impossible. She will not be drinking that dishwater no thank you.

Good thing that she’s a skilled fancy drinker. A life skill which she picked up from her business bar outings, such as now, which maybe wasn't actually the most objective of examples since most of those were with Tom.

Not that the aforementioned was any help in the drink picking department, that maniac of a man just sashays to the bar and orders a literal colour and when no further explanation is given the bemused barkeep has to pick themselves from their array of colourful drinks.

Seems that they picked well today, because the current “pink” already sat empty before Tom.

She continued to mull over this and that, all the while enjoying the bar’s comfortable atmosphere, when something caught her attention.

“wait wait roll that back”

“Why, could it be that you weren’t paying attention?”

“Yes I was, but what were you saying about pointed ears?”

“Oh, just that the star-touched had pointy ears alongside the wild hair.”

“well, please do pray tell me Sandál dearest how could it be that your ears are rounded”

“As I said, a long time ago in the times most desperate, riddled with fear, pain and terror, food was scarce and from the terrible hunger they gnawed on their ears until they were completely rounded and from then on this feature was lost to them.”

“ok see now i know you're just making fun of me because thats just from that dumb movie you like”

“should have been listening.

Honestly why do i even bother, I am so generously sharing the long lost history of my kind and yet this audience is so ungrateful”

“noo i like your lore, don’t worry it's much more entertaining than ‘I went to the aisle 12 in Kaufland and picked the gaudiest shade of purple they had’”

Tom just grumbled to that and moved to take a demonstrative swig of his drink, but then he realized he didn't have any left anymore so he instead picked up the little paper umbrella and pointed it accusatively at Kapota.

“Never, have I been more disrespected, as I am right now.” He complained, while accentuating every word with a swish of the tiny umbrella.

“It's nothing personal pal, but you can’t exactly expect people to believe you with a name like yours.”

“Oh that's rich coming from you!”

“I'll let you know that the Kapota name is very ancient and regal, thank you very much. Passed down only by the generations of the clan McKap”

“Absolutely not.”

“It’s true look it up”

“Not happening, if i did that you would just laugh at me that i fell for it.”

“Well in that case I guess you’ll never know”

“oh shut up!”

“you shut up!”

…

It was a pleasant summer night, the air was crisp and the streets were quiet. And there, in a certain bar, bickered two peculiar people.

///

All in all Tom would consider this a successful night. He left the bar on his own two feet, had all his belongings still with him, including both of his important trademark sandals still on, and head somewhat clear.

About ten minutes back, they had been politely ushered out of the bar, because it was apparently closing. The shiny sign with the numbers 24 and 7 would beg to differ but sure.

Yeah, ‘always open’ my arse, people can't even trust bars these days.

He wasn’t really upset though, couldn’t blame the poor bloke either, because anyone who had to listen to their nonsense for the past -who knows how long- had all the right to kick them out. It didn’t matter anyway, tonight really was quite nice.

So now they were just lounging together on the sidewalk, enjoying the chilly air.

A lone car sped by somewhere in the distance.

Tom gently thunked his head on the wall behind him and let out a content sigh, next to him Kapota finally broke the silence.

“So...who’s the designated driver, hahh”

A good question indeed, since neither of them even closely qualify to anything akin to sober. Not that it would have changed much, given the fact that Tom does not in fact have a driving licence anyway. His most beloved, bless their heart, is incredibly awesome and does have one of those and drives him around in times of need. This would seem like a time of need and it wouldn't even be the first time Kap would hitch a ride with them, but this hour, other than time of need, is also time commonly known as ‘very late’.

“I guess I can try to give Tobi a call, but I dunno it's pretty late...”

“Nah, let ‘em sleep”

“So whats the battle plan Kaptn’? ”

“Where's the uhhh friggin closest bus stop.”

“Few damn blocks away at least that's for sure”

“Awesome... lets go its field trip time”

And so they went onto the grand adventure of getting safely home.

Some would deem it highly unwise to blunder around dark alleyways in the middle of the night, but honestly, unfortunate are those street rats who shall foolheartedly decide to pick those two fools as their next victims.

[sparkly-despair-imagines]

Hey! ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯ you are still doing asks again, right? If you aren't, I'm sorry for bothering you!!!could I request the sdr2 boys reacting to their s/o almost dying? kinda like how ouma fell through the floorboards in v3 and was very injured? I don't doubt he could've died from the impact, bonus if, despite crying from pain, they just say "ah, hey! I didn't see u there, wow im in so much pain,,," or something like that in the most monotone voice when spotting them

Fuyuhiko, Hajime and Nekomaru reacting to their s/o almost dying

I didn’t have the time to do all of them right now so please have Hajime, Nekomaru and Fuyuhiko for now.

Fuyuhiko and Nekomaru’s imagine takes place in a killing game scenario while in Hajime’s you’ve been dating for quite some time and you’re on the outside world.

If you guys wanna see some other characters with this prompt feel free to ask and maybe I’ll do some more.

I hope you like these!

Mod Dia

Hajime Hinata

“Isn’t the view beautiful from up here?” He turned to you with a smile.

He was taking pictures with his right hand and holding your hand on his left one, because he knew you were… prone to accidents.

This was the first time you were traveling as a couple, it felt surreal!

You wanted to see and try everything, making Hajime feel a bit worried and act more like your mom than your boyfriend.

You freed yourself from his protective grip and started to wander off closer to the tip of the cliff you were visiting.

“Careful, s/o.”

“I’m always careful, you know?” You turned around noticing some pretty flowers on the ground. “Oh, these are gorgeous.”

“You’re right, they’re really beautiful.” He said looking at directly at you. “I’m glad we came here, the view is just as amazing as I had imagined.”

He put a hand around your waist and gently pulled you next to him again.

“Feeling flirty, are we?” You giggled, taking a step on the opposite direction, not really looking at where you were going. “Did you see all the cute shops over there? I would love it if we- AHH!!”

The ground beneath you suddenly gave in and you felt yourself fall backwards.

His hand reached out to grab yours but it was no use. The only thing he was able to do is yell out your name and watch your horrified expression as you tumbled down.

You covered your head with your arms and tried to stay calm but every time your body hit the hillside you couldn’t help but to scream in both pain and fear.

You should have listened to Hajime.

If only you had listened…

Now you know that he’s going to blame himself for not being able to save you.

“Hajime…” You silently called for him, getting progressively closer and closer to the ground. “I know you’re gonna help me. Don’t… worry too much.”

You felt yourself finally hit the hard ground and after that you remember only darkness.

(…)

“I’m here for you…” You opened your eyes to see Hajime crying and holding your hand.

You were laying down and he was crouched by your side comforting you.

“Shh, it’s okay…” You placed your finger on his lips and gave him a pained smile.

“You finally woke up, thank god…” He sighed in relief. “I already called an ambulance, you just have to stay still and wait. Can you do that for me?”

“I can.” You said. “It’s… It’s not your fault, you know?”

“..Uh?”

“I know you’re worried.” You cupped his cheek with your dirty and scratched hand. “It doesn’t hurt that much.”

“S/o.” He stared at you. “I’m surprise you can even talk after that fall.”

“I’ll be ok.”

Hajime held back the urge to hug you so he didn’t hurt you more and limited himself to carefully rub the back of your hand.

He can’t believe that even though you’re suffering so much you’re worried about him.

You’re the bravest person he knows.

He believes in you. So please be strong just one more time.

Nekomaru Nidai

You were supposed to be training with Nekomaru that day but you told him that you were too tired and that you needed to rest, so he began the training with only Akane.

He was worried about you because you needed to learn how to protect yourself in case someone tried to hurt you, but he knew training in excess might do bad for one’s health.

You decided to spend your free time at the pool with some of your friends.

You had a blast and time went by flying.

”It’s getting late, s/o.” Sonia said finishing to dry her hair with a towel. “Are you sure you wish not to accompany us?”

“I want to stay a little bit more on the pool.” You gave her a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine, you can go ahead.”

“Very well.” She returned your smile. “If you change your mind you’re welcome to join us.”

She then walked to Hajime, who was waiting for her, and the two of them entered the hotel.

You continued swimming, and after a while you decided it was enough and you got out of the pool.

It felt really nice to relax once in a while. Next time you’d make sure to bring your boyfriend along!

You stepped out of the pool, feeling refreshed and ready to join the others.

Suddenly, you felt dizzy and tried to stabilize yourself by holding onto a chaise long nearby the pool but your grip wasn’t strong enough and you fell down.

Your head hit the ground and you blacked out almost immediately.

(…)

“Is s/o… d-dead?” You heard one of your classmates say.

“This is all my fault!” You heard someone cry. “I shouldn’t have left s/o all alone.”

“Calm down, Sonia.” Another person said. “It’s not your fault. They’ll surely be ok, right Mikan?”

“I-it would appear so.” You opened your eyes, slowly regaining your vision.

The ultimate nurse was sitting next to you, desperately trying to stop the bleeding on your head.

“Where is…” You started looking around. “..Nekomaru?”

“Has someone called the guy yet?” Kazuichi turned to his peers.

“Peko went to get him.” Fuyuhiko said.

Your friends tried to keep you calm and distracted while Mikan tended to your wound.

Soon, Nekomaru was there to hold your hand and comfort you.

“I’m really sorry I let this happen to you.” He said. “I won’t blame you if you’re angry at me.”

“This.. is nothing.” You forced yourself to smile. “It is neither your or Sonia’s fault. I was clumsy. My bad, big guy.”

He closed his eyes and kept quiet for a bit, you felt his grip around your hand harden.

“Don’t blame yourself even for a second. How could you have known?” You said. “I love you. You’re amazing.”

“What?” He chuckled. “Why am I letting myself be comforted by you when *I* was supposed to be doing that to you?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be alright.”

“I’m sure you will.” He said. “I believe in my athletes. And I definitely believe in you, s/o.”

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

It was the middle of the night.

At this time everyone was probably sleeping in their assigned room but you had the munchies so you sneaked into the kitchen for a midnight snack.

You made yourself some pancakes and sat at a corner enjoying the treat.

You were having a pretty big bite when you suddenly heard noise coming from outside. Startled, a piece of pancake got into your trachea and seemed to be stuck.

Your trachea clenched shut and you started panicking, trying to get the piece out.

Meanwhile the sound was getting closer and closer until you heard a familiar voice.

Was that… Fuyuhiko?

You wanted to scream for help but no sound would come out. Tears started forming on your eyes as you tried to cough it out.

Your throat was in searing pain, swelled and irritated.

By the time your boyfriend got to you, you were already on your knees, your face turning blue. You clutched your throat.

“S/O!” He ran to help you to your feet and started performing the Heimlich maneuver.

After some unsuccessful tries he was able to get the piece out.

You dropped to the floor again, exhausted.

He let out a huge sigh of relief seeing that you were ok, then turned to you. “What the hell were you thinking , s/o!?”

“…”

“Do you even have ANY IDEA of what could have happened!?” He kicked a nearby chair in frustration.

“What would be of me… without you?” He turned his face to you again and dried off the tears he hadn’t noticed were starting to form.

“..I’m…ok.” You said.

“That’s just because I got here in time.” He said. “How could you do this to me? What if someone took you by surprise and tried to kill you or something?”

“I’m fine now. Thanks for the help.”

“You goddamn idiot, if you ever do something like this again I swear to god-”

“Fuyu.” You stared at him.

“..Sorry, s/o.” He took a deep breath. “From now on you’re gonna stay at my dorm. You’re a danger to yourself. I clearly can’t trust you to take care of yourself so I’ll be doing it for you.”

“I don’t need a babysitter, Fuyuhiko.”

“Fuck yeah you do. And when I can’t watch you I’ll get someone to do it for me.”

“I’ll be more careful next time.” You got up and opened your arms. “Can I… have a hug?”

He didn’t say anything but allowed you to embrace him. “Don’t do this to me, s/o…”

You rubbed his back with your hand.

“As you know, I already lost someone very close to my heart.” He said. “I…won’t force you to sleep in my room or to be with me all the time. But please… At least tell me where you’re going if you don’t want me to go with you.”

“I understand.”

“Good.” He closed the distance between the two of you and kissed your lips.

When he pulled away he was blushing intensely, even though he was the one to kiss you. You laughed at his cuteness which he didn’t find very funny.

“I know that because of the situation we’re in you get worried when I’m alone.” You said. “From now on we stick together, okay?”

“Like you have to say it twice.” He smirked.

[snowflakewing]

Meet you there

So here it is Im nervous as hell to post this cause its the first time I write anything at all but guess its one of the side effects of this quarantine heh .  I may add or change things I don’t know but felt encouraged yesterday to post it so here it is 

Added Cassandra from the Tangled series cause I love her lots and she doesn’t get enough love 

Something else to add , english is not my first language 

“How can you say something like that? of course she is your daughter ! “ at the distance Elsa was hearing the yelling and sounds of things breaking , it was something she had started to get used too , the little toddler hug her knees closer to her chest eyes closed trying to disappear but the sounds of her sister on the crib beside her caught her attention

Slowly she forced herself to crawl out of the bed and between the bars reach for her little sister “It’s ok Anna … ” she said with the softest voice not knowing the storm heading their way that would shake up her world

Iduna rush up the stairs shaking badly , the bruise adorning her face showing it was time to leave she was fighting a lost battle and wouldn’t risk her husband warth reach Elsa , quickly she grab a bag she had ready under the bed , put on her bravest face and went to his daughter’s room carrying Elsa and whispering to be quiet

That night was the last time Elsa saw her sister and father

———————

Elsa cheer at the top of her lungs watching the basketball game in front of her , she wasn’t the sports kind but she had promised Rapunzel and Cassandra she would be here . She smiled big at the sound of the whistle ending the game with the victory of their team

Cass look smug as she approach her friend making the ball spin on her finger “Don’t look so surprised Els “ She said being a little show off and Elsa just chuckled “Im just surprised you weren’t kicked out after the push you gave that poor girl” she said and then smiled at Raps walking over “Thanks for coming Elsa will you join us to celebrate ?”

Elsa was about to decline but then again she had finished most of her homework and lately with all the workload and a part time job she hadn’t spend much time with them “Sure lets go “

She couldn’t help the sigh of relief when their place of celebration was an Ice cream place and try not to look amused at Rapunzel antics ,they were on college yet she was the same free spirit she’d known as a child

They chat freely enjoying each other company , it was odd to see them apart on high school but now that they were on college and each choose different careers it was harder to have this moments so Elsa embraced them

“Sooo little nerd had you thought about what master degree you gonna apply “ Cass asked her and Elsa just raised an eyebrow “With all the dates you have to learn in your history classes you have no right to even call me nerd” she huffed drinking from her milkshake

Their banter was interrupted by their waitress coming over to tell them her shift was ending “Fear not ,you will be in the good hands of my partner here “ she said pointing to a beautiful redhead that took Elsa breath away , instantly caught on her gorgeous teal eyes before moving to the rest of her face catching each freckle adorning her cheeks and nose . She didn’t even hear the rest of what they were saying too absorbed in admiring the redhead till she felt Raps nudge her with her foot and she quickly look out the window to avoid any other embarrassing moment .

Thankfully Cassandra and Rapunzel didn’t say anything , perhaps they didn’t notice , but oh boy she spoke too soon “You at least left her a good tip after how much you were ogling her ?” Cass teased and Elsa groaned wanting the earth to open in that moment “Please don’t “

“Hey no judging she was cute , but maybe on the young side you Wolf “ she said grinning big while Rapunzel was trying not to laugh at her . Finally it was time to part ways and the dark haired girl gave them both a bear hug before climbing her bike

“Heh come on lets get you home” Rapunzel said in a gentle tone to the blonde who was red as a tomato “Wasn’t staring … on purpose” she grumbled on the car making her companion laugh “Elsa sometimes I wonder why you build a wall around yourself like that” she said in a gentle tone  “You are allowed to feel things you know”

The blonde was quiet and look out the window “I know “ she said calm but there was a reason she didn’t , not even her best friend knew it ,and honestly she wasn’t planing on let her know . Once they were parked outside her home she thanked her friend and got inside looking around her face softened finding her mom in the couch with a blanket “Hey mom sorry I took longer “ she said in a gentle tone kissing her forehead but Iduna just wave a hand at her “Its ok dear my nurse had just left don’t worry”

That was a imposible ask considering her mother health but she wasn’t going to argue instead she helped her get comfier and join her watching the tv , strange thing was that she couldn’t really focus on the screen instead her thoughts went back to the redhead wondering why she caught her attention so hard . She should had focused more and at least try to catch her name ‘ Don’t be ridiculous Elsa whats the use , you probably won’t see her ever again so whats the point ?’

—————

Destiny had a funny way to mess up with you through and the next day at school she found herself at the floor with said redhead on top of her papers flying around them “Oh my gosh Im sorry! Im so sorry ! I was in a rush , woke up late , then couldn’t catch the bus “ the redhead was talking so fast Elsa couldn’t even make out , plus she was very much distracted with her still on top of her “Can I get up?”  she managed to saw snapping the girl out of her hyper verbal moment

“Oh right!” she got up fast and help the blondie up “like I said Im really sorry you aren’t hurt right?” she asked and Elsa just shake her head helping her pick up the papers scattered around  to have something to do and not start staring again ‘Get a grip Elsa you acting like an hormonal teen ’ she told herself and gave the girl the papers  “Heh thank you “ the redhead murmured and was about to ask for the blonde name but as fast as she appeared she left “Nicely done Anna” she groaned feeling like a fool ,a quick look at her phone made her realize she was very late “And the day just gets better”

Anna storm into her classroom , in her mind she planned to sneak in quietly but when did things went according to plan ? sighing she found a spot beside Kristoff and sat down hiding behind a book trying to ignore Mr Weselton judging eyes , yup the day was off to a great start she thought bitterly

Once the class was done Kristoff look over “Hey you coming to the party this weekend ?” he asked with a big smile looking forward to it “…Party?” she asked blinking a few times “Oh right Fitzherbert’s birthday , ugh are you sure we won’t be out of place he is older and you got invited cause you both are on the football team “ she murmured feeling she made a fool of herself enough for this week but then Kristoff attacked with his secret weapon and gave her the biggest puppy eyes

“Fine , I’ll be there”

—————

Elsa face couldn’t help but soften at the sight of Rapunzel and Cassandra helping decorate the house . They had chosen to do it at Raps house since well the place was huge and they had a feeling Eugene went crazy inviting everyone

She play around the computer preparing the music playlist for it glad she could enjoy some time with just them before the place was flooded with people once done she put down her glasses not wanting to lose them later she couldn’t afford others , as the time for guest to arrive approach she play a little with her braid social gatherings put her nervous

When the guests arrived she couldn’t be more thankful of Cass helping her avoid any awkward moments with people she didn’t knew ,but also it was unfair for her so she convinced her to go and have a good time , she escaped to the yard that had less people , bless the cold air , she was prepared for it , she had a naby blue turtleneck sweater and a white scarf so the cold wasn’t really bothering her

A freckled face caught her attention through and she couldn’t help to smile ‘ oh well who knew’ she thought to herself as she saw her with a group of younger students . She stare wondering why this girl had her so fascinated , maybe it was the drink she had ,or maybe she had just gone crazy but something made her approach the girl the moment she was alone and do a leap of faith

“Im starting to think you are stalking me” she said with a calm voice making the girl jump and stain her shirt with the punch she was trying to serve herself “Oh my god Im so sorry I didn’t mean to” Elsa said fast feeling bad and was about to turn around and disappear but then the most adorable laugh caught her ears “Oh don’t worry this would had happen sooner or later with how clumsy I am” she said giving her a smile that melt her worries away

“And about what you said , I was at work the first time I saw you , the second time I was going to my class , now you approach me …. are we sure you aren’t the one stalking me?”Anna asked with a side smile making Elsa gap like a fish outside the water making Anna giggle

“Im Anna ” she said smiling big

“Elsa” the blonde replied happy to finally have a name , maybe this party wasn’t a bad idea at all

[thanks--for--listening]

all these people think love’s for show (but I would die for you in secret)

yes im finally back with fic! this time its korrasami tho bc my avatar obsession has not let me go yet. and yes its based on peace by taylor swift lol (also on ao3)

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I’d give you my sunshine, give you my best, but the rain is always gonna come if you’re standing with me

Korra always came back to the sky. When the noise became too much, when the voices and the faces wouldn’t relent. Staring at the stars made her feel small, reminded her that the world was bigger than the images in her head. It was always changing, the constellations and the colors from the portals shifting as time passed, but in the end that change brought something new. Something good. Something beautiful. 

“Can’t sleep?” She turned, saw Asami standing in the doorway, arms wrapped around her stomach. It made her wonder if it was cold out here, if she would even notice anymore. After everything her body had been through, she couldn’t gauge her standards, couldn’t figure out whether she felt something normally or too much or not at all. Did she not feel the chill in the air because she grew up in the South, or because she’d felt the life drain out of her, felt a cold so deep the definition had changed completely? Could she ever care for someone like Asami, someone so perfect and beautiful and normal, when she was so permanently damaged she couldn’t even begin to see the extent of her own scars?

Korra tried to snap out of it, searched for something she could offer her and came up empty. She fought back the urge to light a fire on the balcony floor just to keep her warm as she nodded. Asami sighed, walked up to her until they were standing side by side, arms leaning on the railing in front of them. “Yeah, me neither.”

“You wanna talk about it?” Korra asked. 

Asami turned, raised an eyebrow at her. “Do you?” She shook her head, and when Asami laughed, she swore she felt a spark inside her, the embers of a flame that had burned quietly for so long finally finding the space to grow. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

Silence floated in, gentle and easy, leading their attention back to the sky. The whole city seemed to be asleep, everyone exhausted from the past few days. She thought she’d appreciate the moment of relief, but there was something unsettling about staring into the streets and seeing nothing but vines and rubble. She’d spent her entire life used to the empty, to open space with nothing but sky and silence to fill it, but here it looked all wrong. It looked like another thing she’d ruined. Republic City would never go back to what it once was, to what it was supposed to be, to what Aang had dreamed it could be, and it was entirely her fault.

“Hey,” Asami‘s voice nearly startled her. “You okay?” She didn’t understand why she was asking until she followed her gaze, looked down and saw the metal railing bent and broken underneath her hands.

Korra sighed. “I thought when the battle was over, this stuff would get easier. I’m beginning to think it’ll always be this hard.”

“I’m sorry,” Asami said. “I feel like I kept pestering you after Zaheer. Kept trying to get you to talk to me, to let me help you, but now...I can understand why you wouldn’t want to. Why you couldn’t.”

“You have nothing to apologize for. You did everything right. I’m the one who messed that all up.”

“Don’t be silly, of course you didn’t.”

“Yeah, I did. I messed everything up with Zaheer, with Kuvira. With Mako and Tenzin.” She hesitated, before adding, “With you.”

“You haven’t messed anything up with me.”

“But I will.” 

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, this,” Korra gestured toward the yellow beam shooting up into the sky, “isn’t going away. It isn’t going to stop. And as long as you’re with me, you’ll always have to deal with it. And someone as good and kind and wonderful as you shouldn’t have to suffer because you love someone like me.”

“Who said I’m suffering?” Korra glared at her, but Asami didn’t relent, didn’t soften her gaze. “I’m serious. Being with you has only made my life better.”

“Since you met me, you’ve been arrested, captured, stranded in the desert, and forced to fight some of the strongest benders in the world. Oh, and you almost had to sell your company. Let’s not forget that.”

“I also met some amazing people, learned how to take care of myself and my business, and made sure the Sato legacy wouldn’t be associated with hate and fear. You showed me that I could be more than I’d ever thought possible. If I’d never met you, I don’t know who’d I’d be now, but it wouldn’t be me. Not really.”

She didn’t want to say it, didn’t want to let out the words that had been eating away at her since the battle, but she couldn’t keep them in anymore, couldn’t let Asami look at her and not know the truth. “You lost your dad,” Korra said quietly, “because of a monster I created.”

“No. I didn’t. I—“ she bit her lip, and Korra watched as she swallowed, blinked back the tears that she knew would force themselves out sooner or later. “I lost him because he made a choice. To sacrifice himself for the greater good. To fight Kuvira, who you did not create. You stopped her, in a way only you could.”

“I should have stopped her sooner. If I had been stronger, if I had taken her down the first time, if I hadn’t been so weak, maybe—maybe I—“

Korra felt her words disappear, felt tears of her own threaten to make an appearance, but the feeling of Asami’s hands over her own buried whatever emotion had tried to fight it’s way to the surface. She squeezed hard, like she was holding her together, and Korra wondered if maybe she was, if one person could be that strong. If two hands were all it took to keep someone intact. “You are not weak, Korra.” Asami spoke as if she was giving a command, and she felt compelled to listen. “You are the strongest, bravest, most selfless person I know. But even you can’t stop bad things from happening. None of us can.”

“But I’m the Avatar. I’m supposed to help people. Save people.”

“And you have. How many people did you save by creating that spirit portal? By defeating Unalaq? By stopping Zaheer?”

“Yeah, but— I just—“ she searched for the words, found them buried underneath the rubble of every version of herself that came before tonight. “I just wish it didn’t hurt all the time. And I know what Tenzin said, but I wish being me, being with me, didn’t mean a lifetime of desperately trying to prevent bad people from doing bad things. It’s like I’m always fighting, like I’m always gonna be fighting. And I’m so tired, Asami. Sometimes I wish it would all just stop. Not for a day, or a week, but forever.”

They didn’t say anything, not at first. Korra looked down, stared at their hands, still pressed together. She waited for the words she knew would come, waited for Asami to recoil, to tell her it was too much, that she was too much. That she wasn’t worth it. That the brief periods of peace would never be enough to outweigh the pain and suffering that would always follow. And when she did, when she reached her breaking point and walked away, Korra knew she’d let her go. She’d gotten more time than she’d ever expected already — she wouldn’t allow herself to be greedy and ask for more, no matter how badly she wanted to keep those hands wrapped around hers. 

“It isn’t fair,” Asami finally said, “that you have to go through this. You didn’t decide to be the Avatar. You didn’t pick this life. But I did. I choose you, Korra. Today, tomorrow, and every day after that. I’m in this no matter what.”

Korra looked up, tried and failed to hide the surprise in her eyes. “Even if it hurts?”

“Even if it hurts. I want it all: the good, the bad, and everything in between.”

Korra hesitated, just for a minute. In her wildest dreams she couldn’t have written this, couldn’t have imagined a world where after everything that happened, Asami wants to stay. Wants her. And maybe it was selfish, and maybe she was damning her to a life that no one should ever have to live, but she couldn’t lie and pretend that she didn’t want her more than anything, couldn’t walk away when she was standing in front of her, couldn’t stop from confessing every secret she’d tried to bury in the name of survival. 

“If you’ll let me, I choose you, too. I don’t want to spend my restless nights with anyone else. And I know I can’t give you the life you deserve, but if it’s enough, whatever I have is yours. Always.”

Asami stepped closer, threw her arms around her. Korra fell into them, let herself get lost in the feeling of Asami’s embrace. She felt safe, in a way she didn’t anywhere else. The world couldn’t touch her here. 

She didn’t know how long they stood wrapped in each other’s arms. Korra didn’t care— she’d spend a lifetime in this moment if she could. She probably would have tried, if she didn’t hear Asami yawning into her shoulder, didn’t feel exhaustion weighing heavily on her own eyes.

She forced herself to step back, to lean out of her arms just enough to look her in the eyes. “So much for not talking about it, huh?” Korra said, and she knew photos could never do it justice but she wished she had a way to capture the look on Asami’s face when she smiled, when she laughed quietly, just for her to hear.

Asami pulled her closer. “Don’t let go yet,” she sighed into her chest, “You’re warm.”

“We should probably head back inside, anyway — see if we can salvage any more sleep tonight.” 

Korra wouldn’t have caught it if Asami hadn’t been wrapped up in her arms; instead, she felt the tension shoot through her body like an echo, until her shoulders went stiff and her hands squeezed a little tighter. 

“Asami,” she said slowly. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she answered too quickly. “I just like being out here. I don’t think I’m ready to head inside yet.”

“Asami. Talk to me. Why don’t you want to go back to bed?” She looked at her, really looked at her, and this time she saw the bags under her eyes and the desperation in them, and quietly added, “Did you sleep at all tonight?”

Korra watched her hesitate, and patience had never been her strongest virtue but she willed herself to wait. Her efforts were rewarded; Asami shook her head, stared at the ground and whispered, “I don’t want to see it again.”

“See what ag—oh.” Realization swept over her, and she cursed herself for not putting it together sooner, for not thinking about what could have possibly led her to also be awake in the dead of night. “Oh, Asami. I’m so sorry.”

Asami looked up, and the tears that had threatened earlier fell all too quickly now. Something inside Korra broke at the sight. She pulled her closer on instinct, held her and pretended it would be enough. She wondered if this would be their future, holding each other together to keep them both from falling to pieces, wondered how many nights they’d spend exactly like this, running from nightmares that didn’t disappear when they opened their eyes. 

Korra waited until she heard the cries settle, until Asami stopped shaking in her arms, to ask, “Can you tell me about it?” 

Asami shook her head. “You’ll blame yourself,” she said, her words decisive, quiet but powerful. “I won’t let you hurt like that.”

“I won’t let you hurt like this, either.”

“You can’t fix everything, Korra.”

“I can try.”

Asami stepped back, looked up at her, and Korra swore she smiled, just a little, just for a second. “It—“ Asami started, searching for words before she continued. “It makes me feel so helpless. The watching, the waiting. Every time I see it I know he’s...that he’s gone, but then you disappear into that machine. And no matter how many times I try and tell myself that it isn’t real anymore, that it’s over, part of me never knows if you’re going to make it out. Not until I wake up and see you for myself.”

There was a war inside her. Korra the Avatar wanted to ball up her fists, wanted to feel her fire burn, wanted to fight the pain away so that Asami would never hurt again. Korra the girl wanted to pull her closer and never let go, wanted to make promises she couldn’t keep just to make her feel better, even if it wouldn’t last. As battle waged within herself, whichever Korra was left behind wanted to ball up and cry. She knew she’d been right, knew that no matter what Asami said, she couldn’t possibly want to hold onto this much pain. She knew that it didn’t matter which Korra won the fight in the end — not a single version of her was worth it. 

“I’m sorry,” Korra finally said. She had a million other apologies sitting at the tip of her tongue but she forced them back. 

Asami read her mind anyway. “Not your fault,” she said. “I’ll remind you every time if you need me to.”

“Still. I’m sorry you’re hurting.”

Asami sighed, as if the very admission of her pain was something to be frustrated about. “I don’t understand why it hurts this much, though. A month ago we weren’t even on speaking terms. I spent years hating him for what he did. And I was right. He did so many awful things to so many people, and a few games of Pai Sho can’t make up for that. So why can’t I stop seeing him?”

“He was still your father, Asami. All those years he spent raising you don’t just go away. You have a right to be sad about what you lost.” 

“That’s the thing, Korra,” she said quietly, like she didn’t trust the words coming out of her mouth. “Sometimes, I’m not sure I’m sad. I’m mad. I’m mad that he went against everything he ever taught me. I’m mad that he fought for someone who hated what you are. I’m mad that he left me alone, that he didn’t even give me the choice.”

Korra reached for her again, searched for any words that could have possibly helped but came up empty, left only with a mantra of apologies that would never fill the hole left behind. She knew that feeling, understood with brutal clarity what it felt like to lose her agency, to be left at the will of those around her when she was the one who would suffer the consequences. It was a feeling she wouldn’t wish on anyone. And as she stood there, Asami’s head on her chest, she knew that she could never be the one to make her feel that way. Stay, leave, fight, run — no matter what she wanted, it could never be up to her. 

“I’m sorry.” Asami’s voice broke through her own internal ramblings.

Korra failed to hide her incredulity. “What could you possibly have to be sorry for?”

“I came out here to try and help you, and then I turned and made it all about myself.”

“Oh, stop it.”

“I’m serious, Korra.”

“So am I. You think I have the monopoly on pain? That I’m the only person who can ever be comforted?” She stepped back, placed her hands on the side of her face and made sure she was staring right into her eyes as she said, “I love you Asami, and that means that I’ll always be here to listen, or hold you, or do whatever it is you need. Anytime, anywhere.”

Asami smiles back at her. “I love you, too.”

“And,” Korra added, “as much as I wish I could keep you away from all the shit that comes with being me, I promise I’ll never take the choice away from you. If you want in, you’re in. If you want me, I’m yours.”

Asami leaned forward, kissed her cheek, and Korra thought she might burst into flames right there on the balcony. “Thank you,” she whispered.

They stood there for a minute, and she knew they should head back inside but she wanted one more moment of whatever this was. Peace, maybe, or something like it. Something close enough.

“We really should go back inside,” she finally conceded, “but I think I have an idea.” She stepped forward, held her hand out behind her. “Trust me?”

Asami reached for it without hesitation. “Always.”

Korra smiled, led her back into her temporary bedroom, held onto her until they were laying side by side, with just an inch of space between them. 

“You said when you wake up, you never know if I made it out. If I’m okay. This way you’ll know.”

“I bet you use that line on all the girls,” Asami said, and she could hear the smile in her voice, but she couldn’t help herself from responding seriously. 

“There’s no one else. Never has been. Just you.” 

Asami erased the space between them, moved so her head rested on Korra’s shoulder, and she wondered how it had taken her so long to realize how well they fit together, how she could have possibly lived so long in a world without this. 

“Does it ever go away?” Asami asked after a minute, her voice drifting away from their lighthearted jokes, soft and sad and lacking the hope Korra wished she could give her.

She thought of her own ghosts, of the scenes that played in her head like clockwork, of the way she could still find herself choking on air as she opened her eyes. She thought about the more recent additions, the way Kuvira had swapped places with Zaheer the past few nights, haunting her as relentlessly as her predecessor. “I don’t know. But it does get easier, after a while.”

“I wish I could have been there to help you. I wish I didn’t stay when you left. I wish—“

“You’re here now. That’s all that matters to me.”

They laid there for a few minutes, and here, when it was just them, Korra felt the silence return. It didn’t carry the weight of the world, didn't bring anything with it. It simply filled the space around them, provided a comfort she wasn’t used to. 

“Korra,” Asami whispered. “Is it okay if I’m still scared?”

“Yeah. Is it okay if I am, too?” She felt Asami nod. “Then we’ll take on the night together. Fear and all.”

“Even if it hurts?”

She couldn’t stop herself from smiling, even as she felt her eyes close, her arms pulling Asami closer still. “Even if it hurts.”

[megalony]

Liar- Part 3

Another part of my latest Roger Taylor series which I hope everyone is enjoying so far. Thank you for the feedback so quickly it is much appreciated.

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"Stop bloody asking." Roger snapped, his head twisting at an odd angle to look down at (Y/n) who was stood at his side. Her eyes widening at the rudeness in his tone that he had never used with her before. She couldn't help but ask if he was okay because it was clear there was something wrong with him.

Roger was getting angry. Even with the band, he snapped at the slightest little thing today which was noticeable since the moment (Y/n) walked in at lunchtime. Clearly seeing that Roger had been like this all morning since all of the band were now getting edgy with him. His hand was constantly scratching at his right arm so much he was leaving marks around the scar that he couldn't seem to get off his mind. He was more jittery than usual, Roger normally had that sense of hyperness about him which helped with drumming but today he couldn't sit still. His foot tapped up and down against the floor or the pedals so badly he was adding too many cymbal beats into the music.

Something was wrong.

"You've been pissy all morning and now you're snapping at me, what's wrong?" Something had happened last week for Roger to suddenly spike. His anxiety seemed to go through the roof and he couldn't keep himself calm or at ease, he was on a spring that was constantly going off.

"I'm just wound up." Roger sighed the words in a way that showed he didn't mean to be this rude. His head leaned back against the wall behind him as he continued to look down at (Y/n). His eyes pleading his case and saying a silent sorry as he leaned down to press his temple against hers as he closed his eyes for a moment or two. When he finally pulled back he looked over at the rest of the band. Seeing Brian was in the recording booth doing his guitar part for their latest song, John was sitting on the sofa in this room and Freddie was hanging around the controls. Just waiting to tell Brian to change his riff or tweak something here and there like he always did.

Moving his hand, Roger brought the cigarette clasped between his index and middle finger to his lips. Inhaling the calming smoke and nicotine as he went back to resting his head against the wall. His eyes intently watching (Y/n) as she wandered over to Freddie when she was beckoned.

One moment of solitude was all Roger was gaining right now. Just one moment to feel like he could calm down before he was sent reeling once again in the worst possible way. His head snapped to the left at an ungodly speed that made him feel as if he had just broken his neck. His blue orbs latching onto the redhead now standing on his right who had previously been sitting on the sofa with John.

She wore a smile that Roger could only class as devilish, and not in the good kind of way. The way that showed her thoughts were plotting something that could only be seen as bad and the true work of the devil. Her painted red lips parted just enough to show her pearl white teeth, an image that made Roger think of sharks. If she flashed her teeth at him any more than that her lips would curve in odd ways like her lips were crooked and resembled the smile of the grinch.

He could feel her fingertips dragging along his arm, her nails scraping ever so lightly he wasn't really sure if they were actually in contact with his skin or not. The feeling trailed right where he didn't want it, over the scar leading from his elbow and stopping just short of his wrist. The very scar that was now burning with the desire for Roger to scratch it raw until it bled. Her fingers didn't stop there, they trailed right up his hand until they were placed over his own that were holding the cigarette to his pale dusty rose lips. This was an action he was used to but one that he didn't like. She was always like this with everyone and Roger was the only one who didn't like it.

Her fingers delicately took the cigarette from his lips to place it between her own, taking a drag as she never let her eyes move away from his own. Her head cocked to the side as Roger clearly curved his lips in a way that resembled a sneer as if he was going to growl at her at any moment.

"Don't have your own?" Roger's tone was one that (Y/n) could decipher like it was an encrypted code as she turned her body around. Leaning against the controls so she could look over at her boyfriend in confusion and slight worry. He spoke the words in a tone that seemed almost playful, as if he was messing with the woman in front of him and (Y/n) could see that was because she and the boys were there. But if they weren't she wondered if he would have snapped at her too. Underneath, his words were spoken in a way that showed irritation. That gave away Roger was not fond of this woman who seemed to act perfectly fine and even a bit flirtatiously with him.

"You never used to mind sharing with me." She responded in a tone that was sultry. Her voice was coated in too much sugar that it would have tasted sickly on her tongue. She batted her eyelashes at the drummer who simply narrowed his back at her. His teeth rubbing against one another as the muscles surrounding his jaw pressed harshly against the skin confining them to the bone.

"Maybe I just didn't have a choice." Roger cocked his brow at her but his response was simply a puff of smoke back that was released from her slightly parted lips very slowly. The smoke whirling around his eyes and clouding around them as if they were trying to change his eye colour and darken it.

"Poor boy... does it hurt?" A violent shiver ran down Roger's spine when her fingertip went back to tracing his scar. Her head leaning to the side as she feigned innocence that had long been lost in the past. Her hand pressing that little bit harder into Roger's skin, dragging her nail down the crystal clear mark tainting him before his hand enveloped around her wrist with a bruising grip. He roughly threw her hand away from his skin before she could do any damage, feeling the overwhelming need to lash out and punch the wall or even push her down. But Roger would never have the bottle to do that.

"Does your head hurt?" Roger's comment was the one and only thing that allowed him to watch her dreadful blood-red lips falter in their broken smile that could put nightmares into the head of the bravest person on Earth. He didn't make a move to touch her or run his fingertip along her own scar like she had done him. All Roger did was glance to her temple where a small white slash mark was prominent.

Roger should have known he wouldn't have won that battle.

He never seemed to win. His eyes burned like the sun as he watched her take another, very slow drag of the almost finished cigarette before she leaned up to his ear. Breathing the smoke close to his skin to make him feel as if he were on fire or burning.

"You still haven't said sorry, Rog." Her words made Roger want to curl up right then and there and burst into tears. Yet the only thing he could do was stare into the carpet like his soul had suddenly become detached from his body. His legs slowly turning him around before he left the room in silence, his hand clamping down on his mouth to stop a scream from escaping. He walked like he was on his very last reserves of energy yet his body gave off an image of anger. The tension in his muscles stopped him from looking like he was about to collapse to the ground.

When he reached the back of the building outside, Roger leaned heavily against the wall, allowing it to support his weight that was becoming too much for him to handle. His head lolling to the side like his neck had been broken when (Y/n) appeared not a minute later.

"Don't." Roger couldn't be sure if he was warning her or pleading with her to drop the subject but either way Roger wasn't ready for this. When would he ever be ready to face these facts that were desperate to ruin his life?

"That's her, isn't it? Your ex who hurt you." The drummer wouldn't meet her eyes, he simply let his head loll down again giving the impression he had just been hung as he stared at the ground. Roger had told himself he wouldn't lie to (Y/n) and if he said no to her question he would be lying. It was clear to (Y/n) that the woman inside was one that Roger did not get along with. She touched his scar like it was personal as if she was happy about it or even proud and if (Y/n) thought that she was the one who did it then it made sense. She had left her mark on Roger and she was proud of that. And the way he spoke to her, he had never spoken to anyone like that before that (Y/n) knew of. The words he said and how he spoke them gave the game away.

"I said don't."

"But she's here! She's preying on you in there and she's messing with you because she thinks she can get away with it. Why is she even here?" Whoever the mysterious woman was, she had turned up at the studio before (Y/n) and she had only learnt the woman's name. No one said who she was or why she was here so (Y/n) guessed she was just a friend of the band like she herself was and had turned up for the music. She knew them all well enough but (Y/n) hadn't spoken to her.

"The boys don't know, what the fuck do you want me to do?" Roger snapped for the second time that day at (Y/n) in less than twenty minutes.

He couldn't say anything because the band didn't know Roger's history with the woman inside who acted like a flirtatious friend with him. He couldn't tell anyone and the very fact (Y/n) now knew who she was to Roger set him on edge because his secrets were beginning to unravel and he didn't like it. He wished now that he hadn't told her because he would have kept himself and his history safer that way if he'd only have kept his mouth shut and his secrets to himself.

"She's not doing this to you and getting away with it." (Y/n) wouldn't let this stranger saunter in like she owned the place just to torment Roger like this. He had clearly suffered and she was not letting her boyfriend get hurt anymore. She didn't care who this woman was or what she had done to Roger, she wasn't letting it happen anymore.

(Y/n)'s eyes locked with Roger's when he grasped her wrist tight enough to leave bruises. His form towering over her own as he pulled her to his chest to stop her from going inside. She had promised she wouldn't tell the boys and making a scene would get them suspicious. This was not (Y/n)'s mess to deal with and sadly it wasn't her place to intervene. Roger wasn't having her fight his battles and he wasn't having her destroy the life and the lie he had kept up for ten years. This was his life and no one was going to disrupt anything.

"She already has. Don't you fucking dare go in there and say a word, I mean it. You promised me-"

"Don't talk to me like that, I promised I wouldn't tell the boys what you went through. I never promised to stand by and let your abuser torment you. Give me one good reason not to go and kick her out." (Y/n) understood Roger was hurt and he was afraid but he couldn't just let this woman walk into his life and cause chaos whenever she so chose. It wasn't fair and (Y/n) did no promise to watch Roger get hurt, she promised not to tell his life to anyone because that wasn't fair. She could go and have a word with this woman and make her leave without causing a scene in front of the boys.

"She's Brian's sister."

[pnwswiftie]

I felt owned by an employer once. He was sexist and baited me into working for him only to turn the tables and gaslight me. And to be honest I’ve never pin pointed the feeling that has sat in my gut about him until recently; until watching my idol go through the same thing on a large scale in front of the world, until what has happened, what has been happening to Taylor Swift in her industry.

Mine was a veterinary surgeon whom I worked with in the past. I left the veterinary field and started a new career. The Vet (we will call him) moved away and when he came back he contacted me with a new idea to start his own practice.

He painted me a beautiful picture of what this clinic would be like. He said he couldn’t do it without me and promised me the world. I still remember the phone call where he said the words- “you will be my practice manager, my right hand, you could run the show and have a handsome career, I’ll make sure you are set for life, you will have an opportunity to buy into the company as well, to profit share.

He offered to pay me whatever my current job paid me. I didn’t jump at saying yes. I worked so hard to be where I was and this was a big risk. My now husband was hesitant and didn’t trust him 🚩 but supportive of whatever I chose (love him). Well, im the only one of me so a month later I took the jump and put in my notice. I trusted him.

I was hired on with one other person. A male, roughly my same age, overall a nice dude. We will call him Sam. I was in charge of all operations of the front desk and all aspects of the business side of things. I started every excel sheet for income tracking, taxes, inventory. I created every document, I created the scheduling program, I set up every vendor accounts. I scanned every piece of paper that came into the clinic doors, I set up our benefits. I answered phones I handled every single client. I visited clinics and preached to people our vision, so they would refer to us (we were a referral based clinic) on my days off. I did it ALL. I also scrubbed into surgery with the Vet and Sam, as there were only 3 of us running the entire show. If the phone rang, I would answer on a headset under my face mask and handle a client or clinic call right there, scrubbed in. I didn’t mind, I felt proud to show off my multitasking skills. He would give a little wink and a joke and the validation felt nice, like I earned his approval 🚩 when I did something above and beyond.

About a year went by and I was rolling in hard earned money, that’s for sure. I was working 7 am to 10 pm some days so I always had overtime. Sam was responsible for 1 thing- patient care, and I was responsible for LITERALLY everything else you could possibly think of. 🚩Needless to say I was getting worked to the BONE 🚩 . I was cool with it tho, this is what I signed up for right? We were growing and successful and getting BUSY!

One day I accidentally found out the pay gap 🚩between myself and Sam. I had been completely naive to the fact that we were not equals, nor was I getting paid “management” but that he made SUBSTANTIALLY more than me. I gave it some energy for a couple days and vented to my husband, then I let it go. Sam was nice, it’s not his fault. 🚩Maybe he’s just worth more than I am to the company, I told myself. 🚩Maybe he has a past history I didn’t know about that made him more valuable. It definitely should have been my red flag 🚩

My relationship with the Vet was kind of like a daughter and father but 🚩 only on his terms. Fun and playful and lots of “your our boss lady!”. It would also take very odd turns, 🚩 having to do small tasks outside my morals. In the office he would call me “the office manager, the boss, it’s all up to you, hospital administrator!” yet on the phone would call me 🚩 “the front desk person” 🚩“my receptionist” to other veterinarians. It bothered me, a lot, but I pushed it away. 🚩Who am I to be that nit picky over a title? 🚩He probably didn’t mean it or misspoke, I thought.

The tricky part is that I only have little under the radar examples of his abuse. 🚩 The ones you can’t QUITE put your finger on, that you can’t QUITE justify quitting on the spot but make you feel 🚩 worthless. They continued every day. He was incredibly sweet and funny, and then 🚩condescending and cruel. It was a roller coaster to try to please him constantly. It wore on me. I came to work and to deal with it I would make lists on scratch paper. Lists of why I was starting to hate my job. Lists that I would read in the car and cry. If I wasn’t cheerful he’d come in with 🚩“PMSING TODAY?” .... I’d laugh n bite my tongue. 🚩 That’s just being friendly playful right, he knows me well enough to say that to me, we’re like family, right? But every day I felt awful. And I needed my job now, more than ever. 🚩 He knew I needed this job, too. We had just put an offer on a house and surprise! we’re now expecting a baby.

Being pregnant changed things. I couldn’t assist in surgery and xrays like I used to. 🚩He would scoff when I would have to leave for prenatal appointments. 🚩 He would be caring and kind one minute, giving me hand me down baby clothes and gifts, and then cold and dry the next. 🚩Sam could and often would sleep in and no call/no show. He would roll in at noon and jump into surgery, acting like nothing happened, they’d joke together about women in front of me and being hung over. I was 5 min late once because of a traffic jam and had to have a “sit down meeting” about attendance. 🚩 I felt so ASHAMED and EMBARRASSED. 🚩 I had never once, NOT EVER, had work problems, attendance problems, behavioral problems, in my entire history of working. This job was my LIFE. 🚩 Was something seriously wrong with me???

The last straw came when I was 6 months pregnant. He claimed that everyone was having a private “check in meeting”. He told me at mine that 🚩him and Sam talked 🚩 and agreed that I’m not the happy bubbly girl I used to be. I sat with him in the shade of a big oak tree in the grass that has since fallen in a wind storm (ironically. He said I would be getting a $1 raise and that he wanted me to take on MORE responsibility since I could no longer assist in surgery and listed basically anything he could possibly think of to tack on to my job to make up for that $1. 🚩 all I could think was... how???? I was already drowning. I finally got courage this time and said NO. My lip quivered and tears ran down my face with 🚩 stress. I brought up valid arguments but looking back I wish my voice wasnt so timid. Or that I had the courage to call out just one, ONE instance of his inappropriate behavior. But lastly, 🚩 I asked why is my title “FRONT DESK PERSON” when Sam is now “Lead Surgery Operations Director (Who Does No Wrong)??

His response sticks with me to this day. It was painful and degrading and I will never forget it. After working my ass off and building this place from the bottom, the long nights and everything I gave them... I also will never forget his 🚩 smirk . “Well you see, giving you a title like that would be like rewarding a BAD DOG with a BONE” 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

🚩I was devastated. 🚩And confused. 🚩I’m a BAD DOG???

I stuck it out for the remainder of my pregnancy, working the 12 hour days up until I went into labor at work. I trained a new girl on every process, excel spread, schedule I had developed and created. I put on a fake smile and wrote my scratch lists and re-read my lists on the way home and cried. I couldn’t just quit. I couldn’t let my family down.

We had our baby and stared at his tiny toes and fingers and cried every single day that I may have to go back to my hell job. I interviewed for different clinics while on leave. I was desperate. The vet was on a sweet streak- 🚩 sending us gifts, having his wife cook us meals and checking in on us all the time. He frequently asked what date I was coming back. He informed me that when I came back I would need to take the later shift and give the new girl my current shift. 🚩She needed it, he said. He said we could discuss the title of “lead receptionist” now and could 🚩 continue to work towards my goal of hospital manager. 🚩 I accepted but I felt sick. 🚩 I felt like I had to go back to work for someone who I couldn’t trust. I felt like he owned me in the worst possible way. (At one time he even tried to tell me I had half of the PTO that I actually had saved up for maternity leave, another 🚩🚩🚩 but I saved my paystubs as PROOF)

Today I work for the clinic that we shared the building with. When they heard I left they immediately offered me a position. The Vet left to purchase his own facility. He acted shocked and surprised and in disbelief that I wasn’t returning. At first it was tough, not gonna lie. We literally ate noodles for a year because I went down to part time. But the bravest thing I ever did was RUN ♥️ I now LOVE my job and they treat their employees wonderfully and equally and have real life morals.

I actually didn’t intend for this to be a novel LOL but even if not a single soul reads this, it’s therapeutic for me to actually get my thoughts down after almost 6 years now. My advice is to ALWAYS trust your gut. TRUST THE 🚩 RED 🚩 FLAGS. Don’t let anyone make you question your character. Never EVER ACCEPT being controlled and manipulated against your morals. Choose the future over time spent in the past (thanks T @taylorswift) and work somewhere that respects you. That pays you FAIRLY. Don’t be afraid to TELL your story too because this has to STOP (I’ve almost deleted this whole thing 13x) If it happened to me I can’t imagine how many other women it happens to. Anyway if you read this then holy shit here’s a hug and CHIN UP YOU ARE WORTHY, YOU ARE NOT A BAD DOG. ♥️

[pinballwitxh]

the mentees - part 2 (eggsy unwin x oc)

summary: a seasoned kingsman agent witnesses eggsy’s last test and sends him off with some advice. budding feelings between the two are even more intense as both witness the death of harry hart and turn to each other for comfort.

warnings: just a biiiit *steamy* towards the end, cussing cause y’know its kingsman and eggsy unwin

lowkey did not like how this turned out?  i really enjoyed writing part 1 but it was already long enough so i decided to make it 2 parts and this just felt really rushed.  parts of it, at least.  i’ll get some more eggsy ideas written up soon enough AND i shall be writing a series featuring an oc of mine (eggsy’s twin heheheh) and her secret relationship with harry hart bc he is ultimate daddy in the end.  but eggsy is also daddy.  yeet.  enjoy!

She woke up with an absolutely blinding migraine and the bright lights above her didn’t help. Her legs were weak and she could barely move her arms, no less her entire body.

For an hour she lay there, trying to remember what had happened. There were horrible, blurry images flashing past her vision of violence and death. A lot of death and the feeling of uncontrollable rage. She couldn’t piece it all together, though. All she knew was that she was in the hospital back at headquarters. But why?

She called out in the bright room, “Someone out there?”

A moment later the door to the room opened and Merlin strode in with Eggsy in tow. She smiled weakly at the two and laid back, pressing a hand to her forehead, “Did I have too much last night?”

Merlin quirked a brow, “Not quite, what do you remember?”

Her smile faded, “I’m not sure, honestly.”

“You don’t remember nothin’?” Eggsy inquired as he took the seat next to her bed, Merlin pulling up a chair on the other side.

She frowned, “There’s some things there but I just can’t put it together, it’s all scrambled.”

Merlin and Eggsy shared a concerned look, which didn’t help her feel any less confused. Her heart began to pick up pace at the thought of what she didn’t know; what she couldn’t remember. She looked over to the older man at her side and with a pleading look in her eyes, he began to retell the entire story.

With each word she slunk lower into the bed and wanted to disappear in the pillows completely.

“Do you remember what happened when it all ended?”

She shook her head.

There was a silence and no one spoke a word, which panicked her even more, “What happened?”

The two men shared another look, hesitant to say anything. Until she finally screamed at them to speak, they did not say anything.

“Harry’s dead.”

She whipped her head to meet Eggsy’s sad eyes, and they told no lies. That was when it all rushed back, though, and she began to sob. She knew that it wasn’t appropriate for a Kingsman to show so much emotion but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t stop the tears and the heaving cries.

The boys sat silently and let her cry, not touching her or moving an inch.

“I could have stopped Valentine-“

“There was no way you could have with that injury!” Merlin exclaimed as he leaned forward, “Don’t think like that.”

“I could have-“

“No, you couldn’t ‘ave, love.”

She felt Eggsy’s soft yet strong hand around her own, causing her to jump at the contact. He had a look of pity on him, making her so completely angry with herself that she yanked her hand away from his.

“Look at me, stuck up in this fucking hospital like a helpless bystander. If I had just picked up another gun or a fucking organ pipe! Harry might still be here,” she held up her hand to stop Merlin from commenting, “You know I could have saved him, for Christ’s sake I’m a fucking Kingsman! We’re supposed to be resourceful and quick when things like that happen,” she hung her head and sighed, “Fuck this,”

“Yeah, this is shitty,” Eggsy said, “But no one expected you to save the day in your condition. Especially Harry,”

Her eyes snapped open as she recalled the look in Harry’s eyes when he told her to stay put. He ordered her to stay down, to protect her. It didn’t make her feel that much better but she knew Eggsy was right.

There was nothing she could have done.

Merlin’s watch began to beep and he excused himself from the room, not before taking Percival’s hand in his and giving it a light squeeze of comfort.

Once the door shut Eggsy reached into his jacket and revealed a bottle of brandy that she was somewhat familiar with. He also pulled out two shot glasses and set them on the bedside table. She watched carefully as he poured the amber liquid into both glasses.

“Eighteen-fifteen Napoleonic brandy,” she said as he handed the glass to her, “Only to be used when toasting to a fallen agent.”

He smiled sadly at her, “Figured you deserved to make your own for ‘im.”

She smiled at the boy and raised her glass to his shakily, “To Harry Hart, the bravest and most loyal Kingsman I’ve yet to meet.”

“Aye,” Eggy agreed and brought his glass to meet with hers.

She downed the drink and winced at the burn, tears threatening to spill from the memory of Harry’s horrific end. She blinked them away, though, and set her glass back down.

Their pinkies touched as Eggsy also set his drink down. He looked down at her and found that she was already staring at him.

“So I guess this means I’ll be seein’ you ‘round a lot more?”

Eggsy chuckled, “That’s up to you, dear Percival.”

The blush crept up her neck to her face and she couldn’t help herself when it came to pulling his hand close to her. Eggsy placed his hand under her chin and tipped her face up closer to his, their noses nearly touching.

“Can’t get rid of me,” he winked.

“I don’t think I want to, Eggsy Unwin.”

“Bold, badass and beautiful,” he said as he seemed to examine her face and smiled, “Just how I like my women.”

She pulled away, pushing his hand to the side, and sat up, “But I’m not just any woman, yeah? I’m a bold, badass, beautiful Kingsman.”

Eggsy leaned over her slowly and groaned quietly, “Now that is what I like,”

She placed a hand behind his neck and pulled him in dangerously close, teasing him to no end. His lips parted slightly and she could feel his breath on her own lips. She wanted nothing more than to pull him in and take his lips as her own, but Harry’s voice echoed in the back of her head.

Eggsy could sense the hesitation so he pulled back and sat on the bed next to her, “What’s on your mind?”

She laughed and leaned back into the pillows, “Just somethin’ Harry told me, before. . .” she trailed off and the smile slowly disappeared.

“Think I have an idea of what ‘e told ya,” Eggsy twiddled his thumbs and looked away.

She looked back up to him and studied his features. She really couldn’t resist how gorgeous he was, with his brows furrowed in deep thought and the way he pursed his lips in slight frustration. How could she not love Eggsy Unwin?

“He told me that you were very loyal,” she whispered and took his hand, “You’ll make the perfect gentleman, Eggsy.”

“Really, he said that?”

She smiled, “Yeah, he was very proud of you.”

They were silent for a few moments, her thumb rubbing circles on his hand that brought comfort to him. He caught her staring off into space, breathing quietly. There was no denying that at this point he was quite attracted to her in just about every way possible. Which, to him, always seemed impossible.

“Oh, fuck it!”

She yelped slightly as he took her arms into his hands tightly and crushed his lips onto hers. It took her a moment to register what was happening before she slowly kissed him back. He wrapped an arm around her back and placed his free hand on her face, cradling her injured cheek gently. They fell back onto the hospital bed, her legs wrapping around his hips slowly.

She moaned quietly when he slipped his tongue into her mouth sneakily, roaming the insides of her cheeks. Eggsy smiled against the kiss, pleased at the reactions he was bringing out of her. Carefully he slid his hand down her side, bringing out an intense shiver that radiated through her entire body.

Tongues and teeth collided, the kiss was growing more passionate by the second. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her up to his lap. He pulled away and peered down at her as she whimpered, “That bad, eh?”

“You’ve wanted it just as bad, Unwin.”

“Two can play at that game, darlin’,” he growled, diving to her neck.

She let out a small squeal as he peppered her neck in sloppy kisses and harsh nips. His lips worked magic on her skin and her eyes rolled back, euphoria taking over. She finally straddled his middle, grinding slowly against his growing erection. He released a guttural growl, pulling her tighter to him and squeezing her sides tight.

Just as his hand slipped under the hospital gown at her thigh, the door opened with a slam and the two jumped apart immediately. Merlin stood in the door with a disappointed look on his face, but a hint of amusement in his eyes. Percival rolled her eyes and sat back against the bed with a groan.

“I’d suggest locking the door next time,” the older man said as he eyed the two.

Eggsy wiped at his mouth sheepishly, “Ever ‘eard of knockin’, Merlin?”

The man glared at him sharply and Eggsy threw his hands up in defense.

“Air-strip in ten, Eggsy.”

Percival sat up straight, “I’m coming with you.”

“Absolutely not,” Merlin said, not even bothering to look up from his file as he left the room.

The door closed with a click and Eggsy turned to look at her, “We’ll continue this when I’m back.”

She crossed her arms and pouted, “I’m perfectly fine to go, it’s just a few stitches!”

Eggsy leaned forward and kissed the healing scar on her cheek, running his thumb along her jaw, “Don’t miss me too much, luv.”

She shoved him away with a grin, “Go save the fuckin’ world, you little shit.”

THE MASTERLIST | PART 1

[unproduciblesmackdown]

there was an ask list but instead of reblogging it im just doing the thing where i answer it all and put it here under a readmore

what mythical creature do you wish actually existed? idk i like griffins but i feel like thats boring b/c they dont like have any Powers...

soundcloud or vinyls? i dont rly use either lol

what book does everyone right now need to read? whatever they want i have no huge recs. i like the ashbury high / brookfield series & thats kinda unknown but thats it

do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets? its not much of a thrill...i guess im neutral but it has to fit me for starters

what was the best thing that happened to you this month? i donno. watched some stuff, had ppl compliment me

what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself? i periodically tell myself to care less about various shit

would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests? i guess the sky....clouds are nice. the ocean is full of heinous shit and the abyss. the forest can be kinda iffy too and also cut down

would you kiss the last person you kissed again? i havent kissed anybody romantically* so its not really an issue for me

do you plan your outfits? rarely

how do you feel right now? eh theres the usual undercurrents of misery and frustration but that’s just bg noise most of the time. im alright i suppose

what’s the last dream you remember having? well i was having trouble driving, which is a frequent dream, because it was a bus, which is an unusual detail. i think we were trying to take a roadtrip to a beach in another country, which is a thing that happens in my dreams lately. but then i suddenly found out i was in a play that was in like rehearsal/performance stages already, which is also common. my role was to act like i was real gay for some other guy character. i was like lol no prob

what are you craving right now? im usually a bit hungry i guess

turn ons/offs? i like people who can go along with a joke i suppose and who seem interested in other people and what they have to say. too many things repel me from other ppl to list

when was the last time you cried? why? i’ll cry super easily if im just imagining some sad concept

did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize? there’s some contenders there smh...but no

do you bite or lick your ice cream? lick....

favorite movie ever? i dont have one

do you like yourself? yeah im alright enough

have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity? not like an a-lister no

how many countries have you visited? just the one ive always been in

have you ever been in a castle? no

what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done? i dont think anything too special. got in front of a car w someone but it was moving slow. proceeded w my stage entrance anyways even when a curtain cue got effed up & led the Improvisation of working around it, but that was dance so nobody had any lines to change

what’s on your mind right now? hoping it tstorms really dramatically later

what’s your zodiac sign? gay

name 5 facts about yourself. my eyes are blue, my pupils dont dilate evenly coz one is a bit less dilatable, im horribly nearsighted, i can cross one eye, i have sort of a unibrow

do you believe in karma? i dont believe in not karma

ever been in love? not romantically*

whom do you admire and why? a lot of activists, im interested in activism and volunteering but have rarely been able to actually be involved in things

what was your favorite bedtime story as a child? man i dont remember having bedtime stories, i dont think i did that much after learning to read myself. i read “pat the bunny” a lot for my little brother, that one was his fave

did you make someone laugh today? i dont think so

do you believe in ghosts? ive always liked hearing about ghost shit, i am not inclined to think that everyone who says theyve had Ghost Encounters is lying, i know ppl personally who have stories who i dont think are lying and it would be presumptuous to say like “well but they probably didnt REALLY x y or z,” and yet still i am always skeptical abt the whole thing. i am agnostic abt everything ever re afterlife stuff, but again—if we’re in a horror movie haunted house situation and shits going down, im going to assume ghosts and everything ive heard about them is true and act accordingly until we’re out of there, Greg The Adamant Disbeliever can have fun dying. and catch me not messing around w ouija boards or any of that shit either...im good.

if you could go back in time which time period would you visit? visit....damn i dunno.

would you want to live forever? why/why not? i mean if other ppl are doing it to then it might be fine. but like me specifically as things are now living forever, im not much interested. someone else can have my immortality

what makes you sad? shit like, life man

was today typical? why/why not? yeah i didnt do anything interesting

who do you trust the most? i dont particularly distrust anyone but i dont really have anything i’d need to trust anyone over

what did you have for breakfast today? i didnt

do you have any regrets looking back in your life? not really

what’s your favorite fictional universe? i dont have one

favorite tv show? i dont have one

share a favorite quote. i have some but i’ll never be able to think of one on the spot

what does your ideal day look like? ahh idk. doing something fun while being around other people

do you have any hobbies? i guess drawing / writing count. theres other things but i dont do them regularly / recently

share a small random book passage that means something to you. dont have one

what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared? theres not really anything like that

do you usually date people your age or older/younger? neither

who means the world to you? why? any cat ive ever met b/c theyre angels

best books you’ve ever read? i guess i can plug the ashbury/brookfield books again

who is your favorite cartoon character? i gotta say lars dont i

coffee or tea? tea

would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved? loved but like by multiple ppl right? gimme that magnitude in Widely rather than Intensely

are you a dog or a cat person? i feel like only dog ppl consider this to be a real Binary

what is your biggest addiction? biting my lip endlessly lol

do you ever think about the galaxy? sure

what’s your favorite color? blue

do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not? nah...my sibs and i are like friendly acquaintances i guess. thatll be an abusive household i guess

are you a morning or a night person? night

have you ever dealt with a mental illness? I Guess

how would your friends describe you? uhhhh people say im funny sometimes

do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert? bit of both

what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do? i dont think i have any secrets there

describe yourself in 3 words. extremes, thoughtful, Gay

best memory as a child? idk i always liked swimming and going to pools / waterparks

what is your eye and hair color? blue / brown, respectively.

do you like crystals? theyre cool

if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be? imperialism banned

what’s your hogwarts house? idk slytherin hufflepuff or smthing

biggest pet peeve? theres many..

would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet? well first i need the mythical best friend group but also can we be doing something more fun than a cocktail party

share a secret. I’ve Pooped Outside

would you rather live longer or happier? this might only be a difficult choice if it was live shorter or happier

who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why? nobody coz idk

do you wear glasses? yes

forest or river? forest

do you like exercise? its alright i dont like just straightup running though

do you like poetry? it depends on who the poet is. cishet white dudes shouldnt be allowed, for starters

any special talent that you have? i’m good at telling if lines are parallel lol

[riskeith]

you just responded and i nyoomed to answer. yes my days consist of waiting for you. yes i’m not ashamed to admit it. <3

that makes so much sense actually? like A Lot of sense. i don’t think you should feel bad about that at all i mean if you are comfortable with how you perceive them then by all means! haha! what’s fun about fanfics is that people can take one character and shape them in so many different ways. canon doesn’t anyways give us depth to characters yet writers do which 🙏🏽 godsent. but then again, it can feel weird if someone makes them behave like ~someone~ else haha. i remember it used to be a hot topic in voltron actually, where people would portray lance as a weak and emotional guy only even if he’s arguably the bravest and most bamf... people didn’t like that very much. do you know what i’m talking about?

I’M SO EXCITED TO READ ALL OF THESE. thank you so much you just set my late night weekend plans 😏. and oh god esselle is the ao3 writer. i love their bnha fics so much. can’t wait to read their haikyuu stuff as well. kagehina too... 🥺 dude, i saw some oikage things last night and i have my eyes open.. 👁 i know you like them a lot so hm... i’ll definitely read that as well i love the summary already.

he’s puppy-like so would he like to play in the water? i want to say so, just bc i think it would be cute for him to splash around 🥺

just one?? wow now i get what you meant in your earlier messages, shskdhsk. all my current friends i’ve known since we were children, i don’t even know how to make new friends irl tbh.... AND SAME!!!! CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS GO BRR. and god the best thing is how things change but at the same time they don’t? like they start to notice little things and realize they’ve always liked them? or the ‘i thought best friends felt like this towards each other’.... aaaaaaaah. 🥺 but then again enemies to lovers.. the tension and the yearning? the moment everything just snaps? god i couldn’t pick my favorite i don’t think. i just love those two so much equally hahah.

if it’s cyberpunk vibes i will combust. i love those aesthetics so much.. (waiting for ps5 to restock so i can run around in night city in cyberpunk 2077 forever.) but yeah it makes sense for it to be themed like that but it’s so funny to think about transporting from the whispering woods to like... large billboards and grungy streets. AR 35?? oh that’s must earlier than i expected. so i take it the main story isn’t done yet?

how sexy, even though this blog is just our messenger app at this point snskdhkddhj.. once again, i’m sorry riskeith stans.. 🙏🏽

i wish i could get you all the cotton candy in the world. and wow kenma HAIR!! sounds so cute but wait oh my god,,, do you have short hair,....... 😳💗💓💕👁💘💝💓😭💗👀💖💓💘💝💞 do you? 😳💢 how was it shaving everything? must’ve been such a big decision!! 😳

ikr? like most of the fics i’ve read portrays them as a angst ship which i do love a lot but you’re right it’s funny bc in canon they’re just.. supportive idiots. i think it’s the oikawa fangirls thing and iwa being annoyed by it that people get hooked on. at least i think since it’s almost always there in the fics... :+ DO YOU LIKE IT? i’m so obsessed with it i saw a edit on ig with klance and that song earlier and it fits them so well too... 🥺 anyway back to iwaoi, i think i like writing from iwa’s pov actually? i haven’t tried writing much from oikawa’s yet but idk.,, iwa’s personality just speaks to me. also i like that oikawa’s personality is so complex to understand, it’s easier to spice up the angst that way. (I DON’T 🥺 it’s such a sad topic for me bc it’s my ultimate dream to drive but it costs soo much money to get it here and i’ve been too busy to invest... 😭 wbu?????) I KNOW MEMO AND OH MY GODNESS? i’m sure the fic is sooo good oh god.... the vibes. 😭 please tell me what it’s about. please. 🙇🏽‍♀️

OH it means that i’m just gonna reread your fics until you post something new... here i thought i was being clever and cute shshskdhdks

STOP YOU KEEP MAKING ME SO EXCITED aaaa ma’am please... think about my heart. 🥺

here’s a new topic to discuss; are you a coffee or tea person? (or neither.. please don’t say so)

kiss, m.a. 💘

i keep forgetting to check whether you’ve responded or not before shutting down my laptop and i’m left to answer on my phone 😭😭 and i too spend my days awaiting your responses <333 but i always forget to check after a period of time HFJSKFKSKCKNC i swear i’m checking like once every 5 min but the moment i forget you respond NCKSNDN

bro (do you mind being called stuff like that lol) writers give us everything canon is too cowardly to give.… truly blessed 🙏🙏 yeah i do!! there are a lot of complaints about mischaracterisation in hq fandom too actually… which i think is fair enough but at the end of the day just let these people have their fun you know.. it’s not harming anyone and if you don’t like it just don’t read! lol

i haven’t read much of esselle’s bnha actually (aside from tdbk) but i just know they’re absolutely amazing!!!!!! absolute legend i hope (i know you will tho hehe) you enjoy her kagehina toooo. and yes oikage!!!!!! omg pls 😭😭😭 i wish they were more popular aaaa

🥺🥺🥺 razor in one of those baby pools.. RAZOR WITH POOL FLOATIES!!! my goodness 😭😭😭😭

fjksnxksndm yeah but i think i might be an outlier in that… LOL oops. and you’re so right like they just grew up together and like grew in love it’s so natural and just comes to them like they were always supposed to be together and they are <333 bc soulmates <33333 BUT YEAHHH THE MOMENT EVERYTHING SNAPS YOU KNOW IT!!!!! god when person A SAVES person B even tho they’ve “hated” them the entire time...… but when they were faced with a tough circumstance they realised they couldn’t bear the thought of being without them 😩😩👌👌👌👌👌👌

omg ps5.… ngl i considered buying a ps console so i could play the last of us 2 chxjjskskxjxjs. have you seen all the cyberpunk memes tho? lolol. nah main story isn’t done!! i think the main story is supposed to develop all 7 worlds until we find our sibling so like.… it ain’t gonna be over for a LONGGGG time (lol omg could you imagine if mih*y* pulled a me and like 4 worlds in was just ‘ok soz i’m uninterested now you can imagine how the game would’ve gone’ HFJSJFKSKFKDJ)

HAHAHAHHA it legitimately is. riskeith who??? more like marriage anon stan account. fjdkfnnd anyways to my other followers hope y’all are enjoying the show 🤪

i do have short hair rn!!! lowkey a bowl cut but i’m also trynna grow out a mullet djksndksnd. and having a shaved head was so nice.. i literally just couldn’t stop touching it after cjskckksnfks. and it wasn’t that big of a decision to me tbh i’m not that fussed about my hair like i know some other people are djskkd the biggest obstacle was getting my parents to agree 💀💀💀 (much like i am trying now..…) i used to have my hair long for ballet, but once i quit i just kept getting it cut shorter and shorter and then voila! shave. GJDJKSKDND

true.. jealous iwa.. i have that in one of my wips i believe FJSJJCKSKDK (it might even be in the memo fic?) AND UHHHH i didn’t love the song ;–; it’s just… slow HFKALDLAKDK and not the mood i was in when i heard it cjdkslxllskcjskcnkscnkzmxmcm omg no not klance 😭😭 they have a lot of angst too.. (i say, as if there isn’t a single klance fic of mine that doesn’t have angst JFJDJSKDJ) OMG YOU LIKE WRITING IWA POV TOO???? you 🤝 me iwa kin. i joke that it’s because i, much like him, am very much in love with oikawa. (aw no i’m so sorry for bringing it up 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 but i’m on my learner’s rn!) IVE POSTED THE OUTLINE ONCE (not a good sign… LMAO) https://kaheyama.tumblr.com/post/190015338287/yall-want-some-iwaoi-angst THERE!! also wait i just realised it has manga spoilers.… maybe don’t look fjdknfjd (you could stop after “pining iwaizumi hajime” but i don’t want to accidentally spoil you 😭😭)

JFKSKSLAKFKSKCJLSKD IM so sorry it WAS clever and cute my brain was just not big enough at the moment to understand 😭😭😭😭😭 but thank u as always i appreciate 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 so honoured you would even think about going back to them lord knows i don’t KFKSJSKA

HEHEHE NO MERCY!!! but ok ok i shall lay low until the day comes 😋😋😋

tea!! simply bc i can’t sleep if i drink coffee fjskfjsj. but that’s been happening with tea too so i haven’t even had tea recently 😭😭😭😭😭 flavour wise i think i like coffee more but also you get so much more variety with tea? hm. HAHA. hbu??

hugssss, c.r. 💝

[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

World War III

1. I said "there's a remote" at least 10 times because I'm not a control freak but I'm also not trusting either. So i know i put an alternative to a satellite on land and I know I put a remote in case who we trusted didn't use the missle.

Now she remembers how i told her to turn the MISSLE on and off because i expected people to trust me and allow me to speak and not tell me im too stupid to not create a remote for a missle on NORTH KOREA when i lived in NEW MEXICO, USA.

Im not gonna say how. But there was also clue words this week to help her remember. But okay

2. So instead of saving the world, the world learned How to save itself. And that's better.

Our last war. And the whole world joined in. We are now completing WWIII. The best war ever!!!! That we finally are winning. The First World War that every country joined to fight and protect the world. 🌎 it was a real world war not a prissy fit over having the most money or the kings and queens (gods and goddesses) in the world.

3. The remote. I gave to the one person in the world that i knew for a fact that would kill her clone sister. No description no nothing. An active missle and it would be done 100%

4. The remote had no labels. I requested that it just look like an old hearing aid type device which i was told it was but was really a listening device we had in the cup above our sofa in NYC. But i didn't live with my parents and I didn't speak to my Uncle unless it was about is son or something wrong with the living conditions. I got my parents and neighborhood involved. I knew the consequences. So i never spoke about my days or nights and what i done in secret except on walks wirh our mouths covered or turn around and point at something random or look at the ground with our hair covering our faces, we coded/hid everything my friends and i did and even said.

4. She tested the first button then called North Korea to see what happened. The satellite had a little door which was unimportant. But it would indicate the sare was off. She was trying to figure out the turn on code which would been simple enough in a frustrated move.

5. As it was North Korea was invaded by Trump. 20 minutes into her struggle. So Kim Jong-Un unplugged it as per his instructions.

6. She understood the invasion but we needed the missle more than ever. So she tried to get him to turn it on. He refused because the satellite door closed. So they thought it was Broke. No. Its a dam on and off switch. Look its on!! look its off! SIMPLE look out the window!!

7. He wouldn't turn on the missle which would then turn on both the missle and satellite by default. SIMPLE.

8. She couldn't figure out the remote! They said it didn't exist! And no one would tell me what was going on. And the remote wouldn't plug in a missle launcher!! Im fucking sorry world!! 🌎

9. She had no instructions and no labels. She was to tell Kimmy she was experimenting. So he could tell her how to label it if she felt it was safe. With a number system only she remembered. But he wouldn't answer the phone because he got a new phone number for the missle room. She didn't know -- it just rang and rang. By the time she figured it was safe enough to interrupt the missle Trump invaded and Kimmy went to the bunker!!

10. She just tonight hit the button that notifies him what is happening to the machine which she hadn't had a chance to do before he unplugged it.

11. Everyone thought the priority was to fix the unbroken satellite. While holding hostage the Trump invader.

12. I can protect Ethan with falling planes that I wreck into with a Chinook i use my palms to propel on the dash board. I can run a war from a bedroom with nothing but my heart and soul and heal millions of dead. BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO LOCK DOWN A MISSLE LAUNCHER INTO REMOTE MODE to go out for tea OR TELL IF A SATELLITE IS NOT BROKE. that is what i was told multiple times. And not by North Korea. My own fucking team that has studied every fucking thing I've done and seen i make Plans A - D just to walk myself to the bathroom. And assures me in the midst of a war that i am being throughly researched so we win. "Go get 'em champ!"

13. So last night i found William still working on the fucking satellite who said the piece was being made and it was 10 fucking days. For an on and off switch that was cosmetic and the actual switch was 1 foot inside the satellite in a bullet proof box that could never break. And hes begging to doubt anyone was actually making it.

14. This is bullsjit i said. Its not even fucking broken. I'm having a fit. Look at this fucking shit and i magnet in 18 satellites. "Get what you want" scream at one guy inside an old 1980s one i called Direct TV because it had a 2 way camera on it. So I use part of his to make a bullet shooter because this shit... Was on my last nerve. And i shoot EVERY GODDAM thing i can't see.

15. People from other people were calling the International Space Station asking "does she have a problem today?"

16. Yes And every galaxy was losing their evil. Cause Fuck i needed help so did they.

17. William finally finished not fixing the satellite and I propped open the button to turn it into a two seater. And we went to find out who i killed in the International Space Station. 45. So the 2/3 unhappy due to 10% were happy we found.

18. Truth or Consequences would take 5 and a half minutes to complete. Now it takes 6 and a half seconds. William sped it up. And set it to the core.

19. My GPS range is only 105 miles. Now 102.

World War III is almost over. It will be over -- should be -- by the time that the last time zone enters 2020.

Its been Hell.

We can all see that while us world leaders and I the smartest and bravest of any galaxy can still be overtaken by one troll.

Which is why we must always remember to work together.

My plans had no flaws. It was prepared for absolutely everything.

20. Even air war. The planes were all bullet proof and battle proof except the Pilot Windows. I designed the eQ2 fleet. Convinced her that they would open the windows like WWII planes for fun and should. Because nothing in the world would be better so don't waste money on extra bullet proofing. We gained one jelly filled body, only lost one good one arm and one jelly filled body (due to water and Tree healing) and millions of evil and clones. And I also used those planes to protect Ethan as they crashed and William protected Logan's twin today as i was busy.

21. I also designed the Chinook since 1998 in 2008 i made upgrades.

World War Three was a success for Planet Earth, Saturn, Neptune, Uranus, Jupiter, San Frensesno, and Pluto plus many more including Mars and Venus.

And it was only fought on Earth all others remained Peaceful.

And each planet saw how to protect their planet so now in the future they can be as protected as us. I asked them not to intervene as i don't know their planets. Except in dire emergency. They didn't. So we did a fucking good job.

22. Pluto we designed War assistance together so we knew them. Since 1994 they have been here to protect us. That is why it became uncategorized as a planet.

So Happy New Year. I'm sorry NYC I missed it once again. It's only 10 pm here

Im down to 98 miles.

What have I said?

Our plan of defense and protection failed.

We continued to defend as we were attacked and successfully protected.

...

We failed at working together. So we got more people to help us. And when that was scary, we called Pluto and gave them the honor they deserve. And they loved it.

So ask for help.

"Hey babe help me with the dishes" and talk about your day you'll probably end up in giggles if you talk about me.

"Hey babe. Finish reading that paperwork I was sent on missiles will you" and you may just end up saving the world.

"Hey doofus, remind me every once in a while that you died in 1998. That would help me a whole lot to figure shit out on my own and beat amnesia because i been beat in the head too much" and you may Just never know to fucking say that!!! So don't let your soulmate trick you into saying something stupid!

So ask for help when you know you need it.

The world knew how much they wanted to help. Did y'all know how much we needed it? In the end... We really didn't. But the world needed to help. And we needed to help them. Us.

My Twin Brother doesn't drive 362 mph on training days because we like to take the slow lane.

We wanted every one to be happy and safe as fast as possible.

That was a downfall as soon as Gary Trump found out how to regrow the penis I shot off in 1984 on purpose, cause he is a pervert. He thought he could finish taking over the world with his greed.

And what happened class?

He began to. And we dominated him. We would gotten to the satellite and we would still fought the way we had even if he was still alive. But the healing and damage would been much greater.

We could have handled it easy. We had mild shit. Y'all if I25 had air war which did until I announced no GPS or lights and the neighborhood commander retreated and admitted defeat and announced surreandered.

I could had had the planes fall to protect y'all. And still had time for Wichita Texas with brothers Ethan, Logan and Ezekiel.

I pulled William and Matt out for their sakes. They needed a break, anyway. It wasn't punishment it was to protect them as they were targets. Sure its easy to heal but come on. Why for when your mom and dad are here for the first time in thirty years? Don't go to work. It's safer and healthier on Earth... Or was supposed to be for William.

Yet a bad thing worked fine in the end.

Because we all began caring in ways we hadn't before or in a long time.

For the first time Mr McNabb lost a child. Before he never had the loss his children did when he was taken in as a hostage then human trafficking victim. So he finally learned the sadness his children felt all their lives when thinking about their parents. The craziness he thought he saw was actually beauty of the mind and heart working together not to just survive but help others as well and to help them heal. And now he sees his sons not only as fierce fearless warriors but also as healers that are gentle and kind. And he can recognize the sadness and fear he kept hidden all these years. And finally let it go.

Tonight if you have Pluto with you. I am on the west mesa near the Belen airport.

Up here your loved one will stay the longest.

If you are evil. Your last moments can be spent here and may be finally for once your greedy heart can begin to grow. Much like the Grinch and you have a chance to save your soul

I am the only Jesus you will ever know.

I am at 70 miles range now. At 1050 pm

[chamaelhyun]

so i just finished reading stephen king’s it...

... and i have too much feelings for it i think i have to write everything down, more for myself than for anything else lmao

first and foremost, bill loves georgie so much just thinking about them makes me so fucking soft??? and georgie kissing him on his cheek that day legit brought tears to my eyes knowing what’s gonna happen to him

also, stanley did not take that fucking bath i refuse to believe it no sir

“it was easier to be brave when you were someone else” - richie tozier

eddie my dear boy why would you marry your mother smh

ben loves beverly so much okay!!!!

i feel like bill and eddie’s friendship is so underrated so let me just put it right here -- bill thinks of eddie as his only real friend prior to everything that happened that summer and eddie "would have died for bill", if bill had asked him he would have just responded: “sure, big bill.. you got a time in mind yet?”

"..richie’s mouth was like a half-tamed horse that has a way of bolting for absolutely no reason at all” uhHHH IF THIS AINT THE TRUEST THING LMAO

“maybe sometimes things didn’t just go wrong and then stop; maybe sometimes they just kept going wronger and wronger until everything was totally fucked up”

“HE HAD HATED IT WHEN RICHIE CALLED HIM EDS... BUT HE HAD SORT OF LIKED IT, TOO” OKAYYYYYYY 

eddie loves bill like a big brother or a father if this isnt the purest thing ever im crying

RICHIE LIKES PINCHING EDDIE’S CHEEKS OKAY DO NOT TOUCH ME “i hate it when you do that, richie” “ah, you love it, eds” 

i’m such a trash but richie!!! winking!!! at!!! eddie!!!

uhh richie telling eddie about his ambition when they were hanging out in eddie’s garage??? good shit right here

from eddie’s pov -- richie has an “enchanting, often exhausting charm” okay

the savage bill that usually comes out when richie is being such a little shit, i love it!! “best part of you ran down your father’s leg” kids pls lmao

UGHH I’M SUCH A REDDIE TRASH BUT RICHIE??? PINCHING EDDIE’S CHEEKS??? WHILE COOING “CUTE, CUTE, CUTE”???? sign me the fuck up

stan “i think that must have been my father” the man

“it was just richie. he could drive you bugshit.. but it was still sort of nice to have him around” oh eddie spaghetti

isn’t it adorable how whenever richie says something which eddie thinks is bullshit but he isnt really sure is bullshit, he just turns to bill for confirmation??? “is there such a thing as a sift bill” 

“you know about fucking, don’t you, eds?” uhhh richie dont corrupt my innocent little son like this??? (tho of course my son is well aware thanks to this taliendo boy?? whoever he is??)

uh ben is such a genius??? youngest architect y’all. this. my son. right here.

that time when they were caught by mr. nell building the dam and everybody -- even richie himself -- was like, “shut the fuck up richie gdi!!!” and stan was holding on to richie’s arm ready to squeeze him hard if he starts being a little shit it’s like one of my faves of them idek why it’s just so funny to me??

also, richie is such a trash for bill istg??? “..maybe just seeing bill’s eyes light up with their own excitement was enough” ???

ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITE RICHIE MOMENTS (and there’s a lot considering he’s my fave loser) -- him making bill feel better and less guilty about georgie’s death and then comforting bill, tho awkwardly, when the latter started crying 

uh idk if i maybe missed it in the book or in the movie but why is almost the entire fandom saying that his parents dont give a shit about richie?? cause i think out of all the losers, his parents are fairly regular (bill said so himself) he even gets to joke around with them?? and from richie’s pov: “he could read both of his parents like books -- well-worn and well-loved books” so im really kinda confused??

“they’ll pinch my cheeks and tell me how much i’ve grown” “that’s cause they know how cute you are, eds -- just like me. i saw what a cutie you were the first time i met you” uhh richie how many times are you gonna call eddie cute?? well i dont really blame you, my son is a reaal cutie

also!!!! bev and richie’s frienship??? hello why was it not in the movie????? cigarette buddies??? my badass babies??? 

richie: “likes bev a lot. well, he likes her, but not that way.’

also richie: *blushes and flustered when bev teased him if he was asking her out on a date*

ben not believing himself when he told richie to shut up, oh child you have all the right in the world to make him shut up lmao

bill and richie are like two of the bravest losers but after escaping the werefolf from the neibolt house they both just hugged each other and cried and oh my god my poor sons they do not deserve any of this theyre just kids ffs

uhhh beverly on the plane on the way back to derry was just a mess who couldnt stop laughing and just?? if i could smack tom rogan i would gladly do so and her father too for good measure

ben and bev and eddie just hysterically laughing is my aesthetic my kids deserve all the happiness in the world pls

ben always stands up for bev he’s so sweet?? he doesnt even care much what others say to him as long as they arent disrespecting bev and i just????

my pure innocent eddie not understanding why bev isnt allowed to have boys into the house when there inst anyone else there oh boy so precious

what’s worse than frightening stan uris? offending him, that’s right

the losers have forgotten about each other for more than twenty years but when they remembered and met up again its like nothing has changed at all????

uhh richie trying to calm eddie down but the latter just rounded on him telling him not to call him eds!!! and not to pinch his cheeks!!! cause he hates it!!! and richie recoiled and just?? my heart hurts

BEEP-BEEP RICHIE

“i wish stan was here” you and me both mikey

“she wouldve died for him” why are they all willing to die for bill oh god these kids

“he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts”

dafuq richie is really so funny istg??? im not playing favorites with my kids here but he’s so funny?? his voices are so funny i hate him lmao

The Apocalyptic Rockfight (need i say more?????)

excuse me but richie (and bev) taking care of eddie after said rockfight

bill is like the president of the losers club and richie is his right hand man am i right or amirite

I JUST LOVE HOW THESE LOSERS KEEP SAYING THEY LOVE EACH OTHER??? they’re so vocal about it and just??? idc if they were, like, brought together by this turtle to fight it,, their friendship is one of a kind and they deserve all the best thinsg in life

“stan did not have much sense of humor, and the bit he did have was sort of peculiar” UHH I SHOULDNT BE LAUGHING THIS HARD

“i don’t call you dick, as in ‘you got any gum on ya, dick?’“ OHH EDDIE STRIKES BACK YES

uhm excuse the fuck outta me but richie called eddie “my love” do not fucking touch me

“the losers are still losing, but stanley uris is finally ahead” uhhh fuck you pennywise???

I JUST LOVE IT WHEN THE LOSERS ARE BEING KIDS AND JUST PLAYING AROUND TOGETHER HAPPILY this is how it shouldve been anyways they should all just be happy and protected 

stan catching the losers’ crazy yup

BEVERLY MARSH IS BADASS WHO DONT NEED PROTECTING JUST BECAUSE SHES A GIRL YOU TELL THEM LOSERS, HON

richie being so proud of them, of his friends?? losers or not losers?? he;s just proud that theyre all together?? im so soft

"he shouldnt be down here” - richie when he heard eddie coughing when they were in the smokehole im such a reddie trash i feel like i notice every little thing between them lol

bill is eddie’s hero it’s canon

EDDIE MY BOY STANDING UP TO HIS MOTHER YOU GO SON

uhh when the losers visited eddie in the hospital and not even richie was smiling uhh why dont you just step on my heart???

“no good friends. no bad friend. only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.”

"it hurts, doesn’t it?” “yeah, why, sure. it hurts.” RICHIE CRYING CAUSE OF STAN SOMEBODY HOLD ME

richie asking for eddie’s aspirator and the others doing the same before they entered the house on neibolt street

UHH EDDIE IS LIKE THE LITERAL BABY OF THE LOSERS DON’T FIGHT ME ON THIS he’s often called cute (by richie of course) and often described as fragile, vulnerable and beautiful. and also,ticklish. so yup. a baby. The Baby.

“sure i can. i was alone last time. this time i’m with my friends.” SEE AN ACTUAL BABY THAT MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS

“anyone who tries to steal your aspirator, we kill him. but we kill him slow.” oh richie just say outright that youll protect the baby itsokay son say it

“hey eddie needs help okay?” richie making sure the baby is properly assisted by the losers (ok im such a trash really, sue me)

stan,,,,, makes me so sad istg yes he’s like the weakest among the losers in some ways but he was brave enough to go with them that summer okay and that says so much about my poor baby!! “i don’t have anything” YOU HAVE YOUR FRIEMNDS SON PLS DONT HURT ME LIKE THIS

IT IS SCARED OF THESE SEVEN KIDS HA

uhh can i just say,, i love all my children,,, but no to cheating pls????

these kids are such,,, kids lmao that part where eddie wanted a lick on richie’s ice cream (i think) and richie’s like no??? germs??? sharing??? your mom wouldnt like it?? then began to eat faster and eddie’s just like, i’ll chance it. so richie reluctantly let him have a taste but snatched it away quick lmao then stan offered his to eddie

“she says henrys gone crazy” “shit you mean he used to be sane??” richie istg

baby eddie!!!!! richie’s like no eds youre not going your arm is still broken and bill’s like he has to so walk with me eddie ill keep an eye on you (and protect you and carry you on my back and)

that moment when eddie called the others fucking pussies cause he’s doing that mashed potatoes all over it and he’s got a broken arm!!!!! ahhh i love this kid so much?????

and then after when the eye is gone and richie is mimicking eddie and was like “not too shabby, eds” and eddie was all “i hate it when you call me eds” and richie just goes i know and HUGGED EDDIE and says, “but somebody has to toughen you up, eds...” I LOVE THEM SO MUCH?????

FUCKKKKKK it’s the part when my kid’s arm got cut off and my heart just hurts so fucking much????? he doesnt deseve this?? none of them does????

‘richie was weaving and tumbling toward him like a drunk at the end of a long hard night’ “--eds--” STAB ME IN THE HEART WHY DONT YOU

 “richie, don’t call me eds. you know i..i...” FUCK YOU ALL I HATE YOU ALL

uhhh lets not talk about that thing that happened so they could get out of there im still so fukcing disturbed??? 

“son, you did real good” i wouldve smacked this turtle thing or whatever had i been a loser,,, i mean???

“we gotta get him out of here” “it’s too dark, you know.. it’s too dark. eds.. he.” RICHIE MY POOR BOY MY SON MY MOST PRECIOUS SOBBING OVER HIS BELOVED

“fuck you, bitch!!!” 

ben and beverly yes its what they both deserve

“even if we forget each other, we’ll remember in our dreams”

mike went through so much,,, i mean he was the only one who stayed in derry and looked into all that happened there beginning from god knows when. he was scared as fuck when the killings started again but he put off calling the others cause he wanted to be absolutely sure it is back before he disrupts the other losers’ lives??? he wasnt envious whatsoever of the success of the other losers even though the difference between him and them is so fucking vast?? he accepted it -- that he stayed in derry for a reason and that is to call the others back to finally end it hwen it comes back. he has done all these and more. let us not sleep on him. my boy deserves all the love and recognition he deserves. 

YOU KNOW WHAT FUCKS ME UP SO MUCH IT’S NOT JUST THE DEATHS OF MY KIDS it’s the fact that after everything theyve gone through together, they forgot about each other in the end

but maybe it was better for them too. to not think about the nightmares. to not think about the lives lost. but is forgetting really better than not knowing at all?

they went thorugh so much together and in the end they’ll forget

maybe cause as richie said, “nothing lasts forever”

[inaleatherjournal]

Late at Night

(( A friend of mine have been doing Sunguard’s writing prompts and Ive been wanting to for a long time to write out this one for Vinnie. Im not in the guild, but I sure enjoy reading character stories from their page! )) A quill scratched across parchment, leaving behind graceful loops and swirls of words in its wake as Vinnie sat hunched under single floating bauble in darkened bedroom. Quiet snores of Mandulus could be heard from behind him. It was spur of moment borne from a conversation earlier with his husband about Dalheim and danger of his service to Silvermoon that all but reminded Vinnie of their ever presenting mortality. With a heavy sigh he finished his instruction to select firm who would be handling his will. “I, Vynistus Reynald D’Anastasis-Kazeral...” Vinnie winced at his full name, too pompous sounding, but such is required for formal notary. “Give full permission and responsibility to this firm to hold listed items until the time of my death. When I have passed, the firm shall have my permission to read and execute contents of my will to proper recipients. If at the time certain recipient  is found to be deceased, the letters and intended items shall go to my husband, Mandulus Alexsander Asadorian Kazeral the Third to do as he sees fit. Within envelope will be eleven letters to be personally read by person bearing names on each slip. My body is to be left in my husband’s, Mandulus, care and discretion. If at the time of my death I am separated from home, Dalheim Windchaser have full responsibility of returning me home. I also personally request this verbal message be delivered by the firm to one, Nauhil Kael Aranstus. - You get nothing you son of a bitch. Signed, Vinnie Kazeral” The bespectacled blond then blew on paper until the ink were dry enough and shuffled it into a folder along with list of items the firm would hold. The formal notary would have to be read and agreed upon with his executor soon as he brought what could be stored away in the vault. Then solemnly, with air of heaviness, he tucked each sealed letters into folders. It was emotionally and mentally draining to write every single one of them and he felt more tired than usual.

________________ Mandulus, @xxcrimsondreamerxx My light and my rock. In the envelope I leave you the key to my Father’s old estate, its coordinate and a vial. It is in shambles, worthless and ruined, but there are a vault holding many treasured possession that have passed through generations of my family. Do as you deem appropriate with them, there are fair number of things I believe our children would benefit from. I know I hardly talk about my family. What I never told you is that my Father valued bloodline more than anything else, while he placed bounty on me, he never ceased his hope that I, the black sheep, would return. With Solaris and Cernus, I am no longer the last of my line. Everything is warded to ensure only descendants of Remistus D’Anastasis may pass, but the spell might have worn down over years. Take the vial just in case, it holds my blood and is enchanted so you too, may enter. You’ve given me something far better than I dreamed, a good home within your arms, wonderful children, and a lifetime of loving you. With life I’ve led, I’ve always known that one day fate will come to take me away and knowing you… Please, my Love, dont despair. Take peace that while death may have physically separated us and my spot in bed next to you will be empty when you wake up to morning’s dawn. I will be with you in your heart and soul. Then when your time comes, we will be together again. By the light of the sun - eternally yours, Vynistus _______________ Dal, @dalheim / @bracelet00 My heart, my love, I give you my share of Fae’s Rest. It is only fitting that you own part of the Inn as I have and know you will always have a home away from home and a place in my family. In envelope you’ll find estate’s documents with your name on it, it will only need your signature. There are no words to describe my love and devotion for you. You’ve been my everything, as are Mandulus and Chiryn. My heart hurts as I write this, knowing that when you read this, I’ll be gone and it’s unfair as there’s nothing more I want than to spend an eternity with you. If there’s an after-death, I will be waiting for you. Yours always, Vinnie _____________ Alex,

My son, I leave you my journals and notebooks of my work. While I know your interest lies elsewhere, it holds many secrets you might find useful and skills to add to your repository of knowledge. I trust you will know what to do with it. You are turning into a fine mage. I am proud to call you my son and fortune had me lucky that I could be your parent. I may not be physically here to watch you turn into an exceptionally talented young man I know you will be, I will be with you. Please look after Daddy, he’s strong, but he wont be taking the news of my death well. Love,

Papa _______________ Asher,

My niece, I leave you Steel and her foal. Talbuks are loyal and fierce. Within their heart is need to run wild and roam, much like you.  May Steel and her children carry you far around Azeroth and beyond and be secure in knowing where ever you go, I will be with you. Ive never told you this, but your father and I are related. I know you will be angry over having been denied this knowledge earlier on, but know this - I wanted you to have a choice and when you choose to accept me as your Uncle, it was one of happiest day of my life. Thank you. Love,

your Uncle Vinnie ______________ Solaris and Cerenus,

My sons, I leave you my daggers. Krey’theis for Solaris and Tarum for Cerenus. They have served me well and their blades do not dull easily. Take them to a mage in Silvermoon and as you are my blood, they will know what to do to have it bonded to you. Having you two were best thing that had happened to me, Mama Keke, and Mandulus. I have watched you take your first steps, your first escape from Mama Keke’s pen, watched you two speak secret language only twins can understand, and grow quickly into pair of trouble makers. I could not be prouder or more fortunate to be your father. Please look after Mama Keke and may Krey’theis and Tarum protect you on your journey. Love,

Papa _____________ Arielle Dalheim,

My beautiful daughter. I leave you charmed protection brooch belonging to my sister. You were named after her and she was beautiful and headstrong just like you. You also have been given Dalheim’s name, bravest, most loyal elf I’ve come to know and I know you too, will grow to be strong and fierce as he is.  I leave as well a voice recording and photo so that as you grow, you’ll remember what I sound and look like and know that while I couldnt stay, I love you. Love,

Papa __________ Mama Keke, @the-flannel I’ve thought long and hard on what I could leave you, but couldnt come up with something you already have. We’ve shared bed, shared home, and you’ve carried my children, and done so much for me. I am forever in your debt. You’re of strong heart, strong will and I know you will go far in life. When time comes and all children have grown up, and you feel the itch to walk the land - Under floor board of seventh steps to the top floor of the Inn, there’s a precious stone that will call my old companion over. He will keep you company. Love,

Vinnie ___________ Kio, My good friend and lover. The forge have always been yours, but I leave you my tools, maps, and notes on good ore veins. I know you will make good use of it and may it bring fortune to you. We havent always been on best of terms, but know that I hold you to highest esteem and value your friendship more than anything. Thank you for being steadfast friend, always being there for me even when I have been distant. I do have favors to ask of you. Whenever chance you have, please have Dalheim’s back. He is loyal to a fault to his cause and I worry. And keep watch over Mandulus, he hasnt lived his life to fullest yet and I will be most disappointed if he spends it wallowing or hurries after me. Love, Vinnie __________ Chiryn, @meeshay

The apple of my eye and stealer of my heart.  I leave you a key to my safe in Silvermoon and my jewelry tool kit. I know you have a set of your own, but perhaps, you’ll know of someone who’ll put it to good use, someone as talented as you are. The safe holds my collections of gems and it would be a shame to let them gather dust. I expect you with your skill make good use of my gems and create many beautiful things to grace Azeroth. You’ve filled my life with joy and laughter and I am forever fortunate to have loved you. My only regret were letting you go. Know this as you journey through your life without me, I will be with you, if only in your heart and soul. Always yours, Vinnie ______________ Falothemier They’Aran,

Chunky. My oldest, most cherished companion. As arrogant as we Sin’dorei come off, we cannot live forever. I fear this is something you will learn far too soon as your kind have tendency to outlive. I leave you my most precious gem, a heart. I believe you will know what to do with it. Please watch over my family. I have given Ke’edil the stone you’ve given me and he certainly will feed you many cupcakes. May you grow old and wise, I will always be with you. Vinnie ____________ Bal and Riandis, My good friends. You both have been through best and worst time with my family.  I am always grateful and fortunate to have known you both. Within envelope will be a check for a hundred thousand gold to be put in your name. Make good use of the money, finish the garden, fix up the house, and get that wedding you both want. With all my love,

Vinnie

______________ The blond sniffled softly and sucked in through his nose sharply, not the one to cry as he folded folder’s flap intending to secure everything within. Then stopped. He wasnt quite done. Snatching another plain parchment, he dipped his quill and quickly scribbled another letter, blew on it, and folded it to tuck in with all other letters with a touch of wryness to corners of his lip.

“Nauhil, For fuck’s sake. Go be a proper father to Asher or I’ll haunt your sorry ass till the sun goes nova. Show this letter to Dalheim so he knows you have my permission, otherwise he’ll shoot you. Vinnie” END

[artistimistic]

tagging @dayoneofadventure since he made me do this ;p

1.       Who hurt you the most?

That’s a tough one for sure. I really don’t have a good answer.

2.       Who have you hurt the most?

Kind of the same as above, but probably one of my exes if I had to guess. I hurt Ethan pretty bad.

3.       Who do you miss the most?

Hmm, right now I miss a few people there is no most

4.       Who do you want out of your life the most?

The person is gone, fortunately.

5.       Who had the biggest positive impact on you?

My dad.

6.       Who had the biggest negative impact on you?

My mom

7.       Who do you wish you could be honest with?

I’m actually a rather honest person. I don’t see the point in not being honest. I try not to hurt people’s feelings obviously but…

8.       Who have you harbored (any kind of!) secret feelings towards?

Lots of people….even tho im honest im rather shy…but ive been working on that kinda!!!

9.       Who would the world be better off without?

Trump probs

10.   Who do you wish you’d treated differently?

Eh, quite a few people. I’ve made lots of mistakes, but that is part of life.

11.   What was the worst day of your life?

Hmmmmm another tough one that I feel like I do not have a good answer for. I feel like it has not happened yet.

12.   What’s your greatest fear?

Everyone abandoning me/being alone.

13.   What’s your biggest insecurity?

Uh, same as #12 lmao

14.   What’s your biggest regret?

Not taking more chances/making more friends

15.   Describe your ideal world.

As cliché as it sounds, one where peace is abundant, people can live, and eat food and not…yknow die from things easily prevented.

16.   Describe your personal hell.

Im living it #emo #myspace. No but uh I dunno? Working a job I hate…leading a life I hate…ending up alone…lmao

17.   What’s a hopeless dream you’re still holding on to?

Uhmmm? Probably being a writer

18.   What’s the most embarrassed you’ve ever been?

One time I was in the lunch line and I poked a person in front of me and waved cause I thought it was my best friend….it wasn’t.

19.   What’s the angriest you’ve ever been?

I feel like im saying I dunno a lot but ive had issues with anger that I struggle with so I don’t know if there is any particular “angriest” time

20.   What’s the saddest you’ve ever been?

Hooo boy I have depression so kinda the same as above sorry :x

21.   What’s the most scared you’ve ever been?

When my mom found out I’d been self harming

22.   What’s the most hopeless you’ve ever felt? man these are some hard hitting questions man…I dunno…

23.   What’s the most frantic you’ve ever felt?

Same as #21

24.   What’s the bravest you’ve ever felt?

I don’t think ive ever felt brave tbqh :x

25.   What’s the best case scenario for your future?

I have a job I enjoy at least a bit, and make enough to live comfortably with someone I love. And we have a dog :D

26.   What’s the worst case scenario for you future?

As ive said, im alone in a dead end job etc

27.   What’s the most physical pain you’ve ever felt?

When I bruised my ribs

28.   What’s the most emotional pain you’ve ever felt?

:x

29.   Describe a time you felt like a hypocrite.

Ive struggled with jealousy it used to be super bad when I was in my early teens and I got mad at my boyfriend for doing things I did myself

30.   Describe a time you felt like a traitor.

I don’t think I have

31.   Describe a time you felt like a hero.

never

32.   Describe a time you felt inhuman.

All the time cause I struggle with dissociation lmfao

33.   Describe a time you felt like a failure.

Every moment of my life man im so emo

34.   What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?

Its so hard to define a worst lmao….ive self harmed and planned suicide so lets go w/that?

35.   What are you proudest of?

Getting published ~14 times in my schools literary magazine

36.   What’s your relationship with your family like?

Pretty ok

37.   What’s your relationship with religion like?

Im athiest

38.   Talk about someone you’ve lost.

Ive lost my great aunt mary, I used to spend a lot of time at her house. She had a super cute yorkie and always had a bowl of old people candy. I miss her.

39.   Talk about someone who abandoned you.

Everyone lmfao no but uh a lot of my friends have

40.   Talk about a desire you have that scares you.

Uhhh???? I honestly dunno…man I suck at this im sorry lmfao

41.   What’s something you wish you were capable of?

Not second guessing myself constantly, or maybe not worrying. Yeah not worrying would be fcking gr8

42.   What’s something you’re afraid that you’re capable of?

Destroying everything around me and isolating myself :’)

43.   Describe the kind of life you wish you’d been born into.

I don’t hate the one I was born into tbh

44.   Describe your worst heartbreak.

I don’t wanna talk about this sorry.

45.   Describe your worst disappointment.

Failing math 2 times in HS

46.   Have you ever taken a fall for someone?

All the time

47.   Have you ever forced or let someone take a fall for you?

Forced, no let??? Maybe :x

48.   Have you ever done serious physical harm to someone?

nope

49.   Have you ever done serious emotional harm to someone?

Intentionally? No…accidentally most likely

50.   Have you ever self-harmed?

Big time

51.   Have you ever attempted suicide?

Define “attempted”

52.   Have you ever stolen something?

nop

53.   Have you ever cheated on someone?

Once when I was quite young, one of my bigger regrets

54.   Have you ever been cheated on?

yup

55.   Have you ever taken revenge on someone?

Don’t think so

56.   Have you ever seriously considered killing somone?

nop

57.   Have you ever betrayed someone who trusted you?

Eh, probably?

58.   Have you ever experienced something supernatural or unexplainable?

Not really no