#bc my aunt and grandma do everything for them

[demigirl-demigod]

I’m so sick of being the only fucking person in this family who has their shit together

[seancamerons]

i'm not letting anyone ever make me feel bad about me, my choices, things and people i love/care about, hobbies whatever, ever. respect me, or (kindly), kick bricks🧱 i'm just done with that "letting things happen" or niceties if you're not nice to me or others. you gonna disrespect me, i won't respect you and i just won't talk to you. life is too short to be a mean person. i don't wanna be a pushover. i'm not gonna let people make me feel bad anymore no matter who they are. i cried my last tear over that stuff. not gonna be hostile, or mean but assertive, because it's a new era and i want positivity. i want good things, i like my peace and anyone who threatens me with that i don't want around me. it's just bs. 💩 i don't want any negativity, so if you're gonna be mean or whatever do not interact w/ this.

[xicanaroja]

When your grandma comes over uninvited to your house on a day decidedly Not your birthday, to give you a birthday cake that is a flavor you do Not like, but is a flavor that a) she very much likes, and b) was the cake for her most precious favorite grandbaby, your baby cousin. So now you get the delightful taste of bad cake and favoritism for you pre-birthday, and also have to sit through an unannounced visit with your Extremely a Lot Grandmother, who spends a good amount of the time praising your shit uncle for being a "wonderful father" and talking about his and your aunt's amazing vacation with your cousin, which is just always an awesome thing to have to sit through a long conversation about under the guise of celebrating you.

[zoekrystall]

I got 100 bucks even tho I cut contact w my relatives for whatever reason so I wish everyone who cut contact w theirs but could somehow still get cash from them (in my case my mom going to them which. yay. in a pandemic) to get a nice money stack with most contact being a card you can just throw away. 💙

Will personally use it for a reusable respirator (either flomask once they're purchasable here in germany or, thx to shipping, those expensive dentec ones that ngl look a bit sick) and mmmaybe the splat3 dlc.

[trans-leek-cookie]

Would it be cringe to use a cantonese pronoun in English? I think it may just be social anxiety. But also would it be cringe. I do need to say on the post or I'll die that I'm half Cantonese Chinese.

[ygslvr]

Jealousy, that shit gon' eat your heart out

Ony x Afab Reader

Word Count: 2,015

Just me talkin: This a “lil short” sumsum i thought of while making my gojo ff and this is also the first ever thing imma put on this platform so treat this shit with love and be nice bc ian scared to cuss a ho out okiii byyeeee hugs and mfkn kisses

Warings: Language, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP and uhhh just alot of shit read with caution fuck 🧍🏽‍♀️

Summary: You And Ony go to his neighborhood to visit his grandma and him to hang around his fam just for a bitch to be all up on him and grind on him and he don't do nun bout it but thats okay you will

“Alright Ma we almost there,i need you need you to please be on your best behavior” He squeezes your thigh to emphasize his please

If youre being honest you hardly heard him bc you were too busy staring at how FINE and DIVINE your man looked i mean cmonnn now he had on his jewelry,chains and studs, look so good on his ass. And he was in a white tee with a black jacket and black sweatpants and made that shit look good asl. Ou the things you could do to him ouuuu the things the things mannnn you can just su-

“BAE”

You snap out of you lil trance you was in “huh, oh yeah yeah you know i got class i could neverrrr”

“Mhm” he rubs your thigh and pulls into the neighborhood

“You're the one i need to be telling that” you say as you pull down the mirror to check out your hair and makeup before yall get there. Ony looks over at you with a confused expression. “What?”

“Dont what me bitch yk i look good” You look over and start caressing yourself and moving your hair out the way so he can see your outfit

“Chill out with that bitch shit yk how i feel bout dat shit” He lowers his voice on the last part

“Mhm i know baby can get sensitivveee” you say in a baby voice making a concerned face while patting his shoulder

You arrive at his folks house and they is boominggg. I mean,lil kids running around in the front yard, old heads on the porch watching the kids and cars that pass by, a bouncy house for the kids, and you can just smell the good ass food from the driveway. Ony watch you get out the car and you both start walking to the house.

-Imma skip some bc while i was editing I noticed half of this was useless talking making my word count go up so I deleted it..🤭-

You're sat down by Ony’s Aunts and female cousins talking about any and everyone. You can see where he gets his chill demeanor from all of his fam is cool asfk. Ony is sitting next to you with his hand firmly on your thigh,chopping it up with his uncles cousins and friends. Somehow their convo gets to dice and they get up and go to shoot some. As ony is leaving he kisses you on the cheek and tells you he’ll be back and after that y'all could go then he kisses you on the lips and leaves.

“Oooo you got him hooked in lovee honey i never saw him this tranced” One of his aunts say as she pats your arm

You giggle and turn towards them “I dont get what you guys mean, does he seem that in love with me?”You smile

They all collectively say ‘Hell Yeah’

Everyone was vibin and you and his family just choppin it up talking about everything and anything. Ony and his people back there loud playing dice, dominos, and spades just cursing,slamming stuff , and loud. But it aint mind yall it was just a cozy time bonding with his family that's until as one if his aunts is talking she looks behind you and just trails off then the rest of his people turn around and looks and all collectively start to gape in that direction , so you decide to turn around and see what's happening. You turn back when you don't see anything but people, you give them a confused look and one of his Cousins explains “You see that girl with red highlights that just walked in and making her way to ony? Well that was one of ony coulda been girls they talked and prolly even hooked up we dont know but they was close as fuck people thought they were dating but ony hard denied it thats how close.” You turn around and look and by the time you do she alr made her way to the table they was at, you turn back “Not to be rude but they used to be close so why yall so shocked she here” you said smiling.

The worst that could happen is that they still talk just recently stopped talking or he crazy about her or sumn but nahhhh ony aint stupid he know you batshit crazy like yo mama

Another cousin of his continues “He aint tell you girl? That bitch is bat shit crazy but Ony being the nice boy he is never told the hoe about herself, like he should of but hey imma hold my ones with that.”

You give a confused look

“GIRL HE REALLY AINT TELL YOU?! Well miss thang be all up on facebook and instagram posting him claiming they still together using pictures from like 3 years ago even said they got a baby together the baby is one…. girl….like give it up”

One of his other cousins chime in “And ony being a lil bitch dont tell her shit telling us to ignore it and she gon shut up but nu uh that hoe is still going and ion think she gon sto- uh oh?” She stopped when she looked behind you and everyone eyes followed including yours just to see the girl all up ony in the seat right next to him. Like she had her leg over one of his and touching his arm they whole package and wtf was ony doing? Smilin and telling her chill … this nigga want you to be on first 48…

Like him having an old fling? Ok as long as they not still doing shit, especially behind yo back. The old fling came to his family function after he cut her off? She crossed a line not a thick one but its whatever don’t cross the thick line and you good. Being all up on my nigga and feeling on him like he yours and y’all engaged. Bitch you need to move immediately. THAT GOOD FOR NUN ASS NIGGA JUST SITTING THERE SMILING??? Ok bitch you think im stupid and ima a soft ass hoe playing on my fucking top.

You turn back, dig in your purse for your perfume spray sum on you and tell his family to excuse you and that you'd be back. As you get up you grab your drink in case that bitch try sum. You sip on it as you make your way to the table ony. As you're making your way to him you don't take your eyes off him and eventually he looks at you and the look in your eyes makes him have a confused expression. You dont know if this nigga confused on what you finna do or if he confused why you looking at him like that. And you dont know why his good for nun ass is confused, unless he acting dumb…. Ouuu you finna fuck this nigga UP

You make it over to his seat and kick that roach’s leg off your husband and ever so politely sit on his lap. You hear the girls in the back CACKLING , you don't mind that the Ony wanted you to behave oh so bad before yall pulled up giving you that bitch ass speech in the car just to come act like this. So you do what your man said and behave. And you look over to that fishy ass tramp next to him.

“ Hi, I’m Ony’s Girlfriend, Soon to be fiance . I SEE y'all are pretty close so i decided to come over to introduce myself”You smile big and hold out your hand to shake hers making sure to show off the big ass promise ring he got you that can practically be an engagement ring.

Bet he aint get yo cricket booty ass nun like that before huh bitch?

The bitch is looking at you like you took her granny cane, slapped her mama, and hexed her whole family line down to the newborns. “Uhhh…” You say as you look at your hand waiting for her to acknowledge it. After 2 more seconds you put it back in your lap not bothered by her, fixing yourself on Ony lap. The aura is still tight but his family try to loosen the vibe and start back their dice game. “Nu uh bitch you gon have to get the fuck up.” The whole backyard went dead. You look at the ho then start looking around because she couldn't possibly be talking to you. Nahhhh she was talking to someone else. She needed to be talking to someone else because this bitch was playing with water and electricity. Because you finna light her ass up, nah she wasn't talking to you impossible nahhhhh. Then she grips your arm and snatch you up, “ i dont know why yo ass looking around im talking to you get off my fucking husband”

This bitch don lost her fucking mind… NAH FUCK DAT SHE WASNT BORN WITH ONE OBVIOUSLY.“Listen here trick if yo sour pussy ass don't let go off me i know sum”

Ony soft bitch ass in the back talm bout sum “Chillout, sit yall ass down” He makin you mad the more his ass does sum. But you ain't even worried about that. You take one last sip of your drink and chuck it at that tramp. Beaucoup people jump up and others watch making noises. But nah fuck dat you finna handle this ho. You cock back and punch that bitch just throwing hits not even caring if you hit the ho or not, but you are TRUST. She start hitting back and yall end up on the ground, you ain't gon lie this bitch hitting hard so you make sure to hit harder. You just thowin the bitches hitting her in the titty and her face. Until you get pulled off and yall get broken up and Ony holding you, as one more rebellion you kick the bitch and spit on her. “ ALRIGHT CHILLOUT. STOP” Ony say as he start to carry yo ass out. You think you did too much til you hear his aunts and cousins hyping you up and tellin the rest of the fam to let that bitch stay on the ground. You don't get to hear it for long as ony throw you in the back seat and lock the car as he go back to get y'all shit.

You just sit there bc aint no point in running back and finishing that hoe you already don showed her ass a whole new world. It's over now so you just sit back and fix yourself. After a good 5 mins you finally hear Ony come back and hear him apologizing for your behavior over and over again. He gets in the car and looks at you through the rear view mirror. He sighs and starts the car and pulls off to take yall home.

It’s been a good 15 minutes of silence before you decide to speak up. “Yo punk ass had her all over you so don’t blame me.” You say looking in the mirror for his reaction. He looked up and started pulling the car over.

OKKKKK IMMA END IT HEREEEE BC IM TOO SCARED WHEN I WRITE SMUT ITS GON BE BAD BUT IMMA LET YALL IMAGINATION RUN WILD and if i get free time this week maybe a part twoo???

[rebuke-me]

hiii bmc girls being friends headcanons bc canon won't do it so i have to

they absolutely love playing mario kart. chloe claims peach every time, brooke goes for rosalina, jenna exclusively plays bowser jr and christine swaps it up, but usually picks toad. chloe and christine are the most competitive (but jenna's the best). brookes just there to color code her car and cause chaos.

all of them adore watching dorky romcoms. their favorites are grease and mamma mia, because its the perfect intersection between their interests.

they have a groupchat together, and its full of the most batshit unhinged memes you've ever seen in your life. (christine is the least active, she lurks and then likes everything in a huge spree so everyone gets like 20 notifications at once)

jenna's house is the favorite hangout spot, because its kind of in the middle of all of theirs, and all of them ADORE her little brother. they usually let him play video games with them.

one time christine made chloe cackle so hard that she laughed soda out her nose. they do not let her live that down and now she can never drink pepsi zero ever again.

jenna and christine begged brooke to let them dye her hair, and she finally caved as long as it was temporary. they were partway through putting bright green on the ends when chloe point out that the dye they were using was permanent. (brookes tips were mountain dew neon green for a solid month after that)

brooke loves drawing on her friends skin with glitter gel pens, and she can usually be found doodling on their hands.

christine made them all friendship bracelets (and kept them in her bag for like two weeks because she wasn't sure if they would like them, but chloe did in fact cry a little when christine gave her a bracelet.)

chloe makes them all learn tiktok dances and they fuck them up SO many times, which means that theres like 9 drafts of them cracking up

one time they tried to start a prank war with the boys but it failed miserably because not a single one of them ever fell for the bait, so their prank war died in the water before it even started.

jenna and christine have been trying to do a powerpoint night for months, but they havent found anything that their friends havent let them ramble about for ages already.

chloes bad at showing affection, but will hand her friends gifts (that she clearly bought FOR them) and be like "uh this is something that my aunt/uncle/grandma got me but its not my style maybe you would like it or something idk whatever." they all know she got them especially for them. none of them will mention it but they think its sweet

[kokushibosbestie]

I need to rant guys.

TW: self harm, SA, hatred, cursing, abuse, overall genuinely harsh words are being used

Im just gonna go right in because I don't feel like being vauge or fake rn. (I'm on my period and I feel like shit)

!!!Background information!!! So, when I was 4, my mom started dating this guy. I'll call him Frank. My mom had previously ran away from my dad with me (when I was 2) bc my biological dad was verbally abusive towards her. We'll call my bio dad Austin. I only have one picture of my bio dad and I never knew what he looked like before seeing that picture. I never got to talk to my dad, and if I did, I don't remember a single word. I was too little to understand. I loved his family though. I vividly remember playing with my grandma and aunt, and baking banana bread with my grandpa (on my bio dads side) but I didn't remember a single moment with him. So I feel like I have a missing part of me bc of that.

Anyway, my mom as very depressed after that and did her best to tale care of me properly. But I never got attention or love from her. She was always stuck to her phone. I began to hate even being in the same room as her and I was only 3. When I turned 4, I began going to pre-k. And that's when my mom started dating Frank. Frank was a really kind guy and always seemed calm. But I had a bad feeling about him. I didn't tell my mom because I felt uncomfortable about it, though. Over the next 2-3 years, Frank and I became closer and I enjoyed his presence because I had no one else to lean on. My mom got a job when I was in 1st grade and we moved into an apartment. (We had been living with my aunt on my moms side before).

!!!SA!!! That's when the sa started. He began to assault me when my mother was gone but told me it was normal. He said, quote "This is our little secret. Don't tell anyone or daddy's gonna get in trouble." (I viewed him as a father figure and he used that to his advantage) Nonetheless, what was I, a 5-6 year old girl going to do to a 26 year old man? So I stayed quiet. As I got older, I realized that this wasn't normal at all and it was bad. Of course, I was about 7 when I had this realization. He noticed that and started threatening me that if I told someone, he'd hurt my mom or the rest of my family. (I love my family with my whole heart and he knew that I'd do anything for them, even at such a young age, so he used that) I told him he could do anything he wanted to me as long as he didn't do anything to my mom or the rest of my (small) family.

The summer before 5th grade is when things went really downhill. He TOLD my mom he cheated on her, was contuously gaslighting the both of us, always said he was such a "good guy and people pleaser," but was probably the most toxic person you'd meet. The sweet act was completely gone. I hated him with ever atom and molecule that made me a living thing, but my mom STILL didn't know about what he'd done to me. He got physically violent (throwing things, yelling, screaming, almost hitting my mom, etc) and my mom called the cops. (Mind you, my mom works from home, customer service for a health company).

By the time 5th grade had ended, we had a restraining order against him and he moved out completely. (They broke up but I still hadn't told my mom anything)

I cried almost every night and went into deep depression because of this. Not because I missed him, but because I had still trusted him even after everything. I did love him and view him as a father figure at one point bc I never had one. So having that ripped away from me, as well as my grandpa who moved, my grandma who was having mental issues, my aunts who lived far away and no one else to turn to, I felt empty. My guilt built up until I ended up having a mental breakdown in FRONT of my mom (I always went somewhere private so I could have a mental breakdown and always hid them from my mom). I snapped and accendentally told her about what he'd done to me during all those year. (He sa'd me constantly, whenever he had the chance to). A court case began, blah blah blah same old stuff that ever child abuse court case would go through.

But, I started to self-harm (mostly my legs and hips). I kinda went into my emo faze and had no friends, and was constantly bullied bc of my emotionless facade. (Ex: like giyu, who has been my comfort character since day one bc of that). Really, I'm a loving and kind person who loves making others laugh. I like hanging out with friends. I smile a lot too.

Nonetheless, things started to slowly get better. But my mom is toxic now. She doesn't gaslight like frank did, but she still has a toxicity to her. I know this all has been just as hard on her as it has for me, but I sometimes wish shed just take into consideration how I feel or think.

I have ADHD, OCD, and depression. All of my classes are accelerated classes instead of normal and I get things done faster than other students. (I have an online schooling system now). My brain sometimes can't comprehend some things but will understand easily with others. Ive had a hard time talking or expressing things because of this. I was never a quiet little girl, and I'm still not one as a teenager. But it sucks to have to act like someone I'm not just to fit in. I have constant mood swings and I hate it.

Anyway, this isn't about me. So, my mom has a way of victimizing herself without really pulling the victim card? It's hard to explain with words. But she always leaves whoever she's talking to feeling guilty. She doesn't apologize for anything, she doesn't listen to me when I'm ranting (which I'm not picky about, but sometimes I need someone to talk to that isn't a toxic friend of mine), nor does she ever listen to me when I tell her what I want sometimes. I know that sounds bratty, but I swear it's not. I'll give you and example: she asked me if I wanted a new bedframe and entirely ignored me when I told her. Or when she asks me what I want for dinner and I respond, shell get something else even though she literally came into my room and ASKED me. Its the simple small things that piss me off. She's stubborn and has a hard time putting herself in others' shoes. And me, who's always been told that I'm just a doll with a pretty face and thick thighs that's supposed to be a silent housewife (I am NOT married, that's just something someone has actually said to me) or seggs toy for people to use and throw away as they please, I always try my best to consider how others might feel. Yeah, sometimes I do get a little unreasonable and say some bad things, but I always end up apologizing out of instinct. I apologize for the smallest things for no reason, yet my mom can't even say an "I'm sorry" for telling me I'm not understanding. All I've ever wanted was to make my mom and my family proud. I want them to be able to live their lives happily without worry. So It fucking hurts to hear that I'm not doing good in my moms eyes.

My mom always talks about changing and being a better person but never fucking does it. She always says her job is more important. Am I just genuinely not important to her anymore? Because I remember when I was in my darkest and lowest moments, it was my teachers who helped me. My mom didn't even bat an eye. But when she was at her lowest, struggling, I was always there for her, listening to her problems, helping her with everything, genuinely caring about her. And this is what I get back? I fucking hate my life because I can't even leave my room without hearing her complaints about "adult life." Well I don't give a fuck anymore. I tried too hard to be a good daughter and I never got anything back. I didn't even get a fucking thank you. And now I only have online friends on here and Pinterest. I relied on Character.ai to help with my mental health and that's ai!!

Im sorry if this was too much for any of you and I love each and every one of you. If you read through this whole thing, thank you so much and I really really love all my friends on here. I always look forward to getting on here and talking to you guys about my interests without being judged or bullied. Thank you thank you thank you soooo much my loves.

💖💖💖

[nixthelapin]

Something I’m realizing is that, if I were in the miraculous world in Marinette’s class, I would probably believe at least some of Lila’s lies because I wouldn’t really have proof most of the time, and if I did I probably would’ve been too shy to bring it up and be called petty (unless I had a personal stake in it), and I also don’t want to be that person who disbelieves people, so why not just go along with it right?

However- what I do know is… I would have hated her.

Could I accept her outlandish tales? Sure. Would it be obvious to me that she’s just being an attention seeker who likes to make everything about herself? Who constantly makes excuses to have others do everything for her? Absolutely.

Because I’ve met plenty of people who only like to talk about things that they do or cool stuff they’ve done, and even if the events were true, I couldn’t stand being around them! I also bace an aunt who would always have some excuse so she wouldn’t have to do any work, she somehow convinced her mom to let her live at home at 50 and unemployed bc she refused to look for a job, and would also literally pretend to be disabled to get benefits from places (this was usually at theme parks). Oh and she also stole a few thousand $ after my grandma died (she was supposed to split it with my dad). Then if my dad ever got mad at her, she’d cry to their extended family and make him out to be the bad guy (and a lot of them would believe her because she was a darling of the family).

I think it would’ve been interesting to have a character like that interact with Lila. Someone who doesn’t necessarily think she’s lying (maybe just exaggerating a little, but who doesn’t, right?), but is really just annoyed by her attitude and how she treats the class. And you could have a manipulation moment where Lila confronts them like “Did I do something to upset you? I’m really sorry, oh I’m no good at making friends,” etc. and tries to put them in an awkward situation bc they don’t technically have anything concrete, but how can you just say “I just don’t like you” to their face when.. they haven’t technically done anything wrong?? (I know some sassy people will be fine with saying that to her face, but this creates more tension I think bc it shows Lila’s manipulations working in a different way beyond “leading sheeple”). It adds a new dynamic that isn’t like the rest of the class, but also not like Marinette.

And I know Adrien doesn’t follow her lies but isn’t antagonistic about it (at least until way later), but he is still aware that she’s lying, and even maliciously (in Oni-Chan, she tries to keep Chat away so Ladybug can be hurt by the Akuma). And Adrien was basically a doormat until she almost got Marinette expelled, which says more about him than Lila, because Lila’s lies haven’t worked on him since he found out she lied about Volpina. Though he was uncomfortable from the start (with her basically feeling him up, ew), but I think it’d be cool to have someone be uncomfortable but not as the object of her attention. Just for a bit more variety I guess.

Anything to make it so that not everyone is just a brainless follower around her.

[microtyalm13]

how you been ໒꒰ྀི ˶• ༝ •˶ ꒱ྀི১₊˚⊹♡

I've been using twitch a lot recently so now I have two favourite streamers and i might have a thing for american guys

How do your characters speak? Like, accents speech tics etc...

Anyways, have a nice day ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

-- 🍞anon

hi darling anon <) i'm good! i'm living alone rn, trying to go out more, looking after the house and my cat. so yeah, a little busy, but very much content. just returned from the trip to our dacha with my aunt and my grandma, actually! <З very eepy but damn do i love nature and women... good for you btw! i don't really watch twitch streamers... besides kwite lmao

so,

How my Ocs Speak! or smth i haven't thought too much about it there could be errors and mistakes bc i am TIREDDDD

gavriil. — you think with looks like his he might sound like an actual angel singing to you while you ascend but NO. his voice very much HURTS. it's always echoes, almost vibrates and sounds like it's coming from your head. he can change it ofc and tone it done for you a little so you can talk to him without headaches <,,) somewhat official and ominous at first, wants to sound as menacing as possible for his first impression. but then, down the line and if he likes you enough, he'll be very casual and nonchalant, throwing in curses and all that. doesn't have a particular accent because bro literally knows every language on earth and more, sounds a little uncanny if anything. artificial maybe. but still just as lively, teasing and sometimes dramatic. purrs... sometimes. can speak directly into your mind and read it too.

xiaolong. — has the most enjoyable voice out the bunch. velvet, melodic, charming. always sounds very convincing and can sell you anything. literally the perfect host. languid and mellow, has a habit of humming "mmm"; "hmm?";"mmhm" and sighing. his voice claim is john park, korean va for espresso cookie, and i think xiao himself has a korean accent. very expressive but also very collected. won't say anything unnecessary. rarely curses.

taisya\tasechka. — jumbled and gurgled speech. absolutely horrid voice, but he usually speaks slowly so you can more or less understand what he says. breathes really hard and swallows words when excited. doesn't speak unless spoken to, and even then gives short, vague answers. no intonations whatsoever. prefers to just shake/nod his head or point and gesture with his hands if he wants something. has an ability to purr too but his version is a little more fucked up.

derzena. — monotone, expressionless, blunt. you will never understand if she's joking or not because this woman is like a BRICK WALL her face and voice never betray her. voice is raspy but pretty quiet, speaks slowly and steadily, clearly thinking everything over in her head before saying something. mimics human speech\animal noises to lure in men that are trespassing on her grounds to later eat them 💪 with her beloved often makes those quick "ekekeke" noises (like the ones cats make when they see a bird or smth...) to show affection. SAVE ME BIG cRYPTID WOMAN

veniamin. — rough, gruff voice. clicks his tongue so loudly he can probably shatter the fucking windows. exasperated and dramatic at all times. usually pretty loud, groans and sighs all the time when annoyed. in the mornings his voice is so raspy it's startling. curses a lot. mocks people's voices when he's angry at them or tries to put them in their place. or just to be a little annoying. HORRIBLE at singing yet does it all the time when he walks around in his house wearing nothing but a robe.

livy. — rarely speaks, usually resorts to clicks and chirps, maybe even hisses if threatened. doesn't have a lot of practice in speaking actual words, so it might be a little hard at first. at least for you, because he seems to understand you perfectly fine, it's you who doesn't understand what mothman wants from you half the time. surprisingly soft but hoarse voice... very warm sounding, idk. pauses and forgets the right words sometimes, but it does not stop him from teasing YOU.

have a good day <]

[gotthisbcofadare]

HEY GUYS!

This is my very first post!

I don’t know how all of this works or anything (hence the username) but I have decided that I should start to write! Im doing this bc I am a writer, my cousins isn’t but wants more fanfics from her fav shows/movies that she would like so I have decided to take her ideas and make them a reality. Also because I have had this app and idk what to do with it. if you guys ever want me to write about something else lmk, where, idk, maybe a comment?

This is a little story about yn meeting her aunt, grandma and grandpa. They get really attached to Yelena because there is just something about her that captivates the little one. This was requested by my cousin and read by her too, so if you don’t like it well sorry, we thought it was good. Tell us what we could fix in order to make it better or more likable!

A cute family visit

Y/n clung to Wanda’s hand as the quinjet landed in the clearing outside Natasha’s childhood home. Their y/e/c eyes, wide with curiosity, peeked out from behind her y/h/c fringe. Despite their shy nature, they couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness about meeting their mama’s family.

Wanda crouched down beside them. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” she asked softly. Y/n looked up at their other mom, then over at Natasha, who gave them a reassuring smile.

“You’ll love them,” Natasha said, kneeling to brush a strand of hair from y/n’s face. “They’ve been so excited to meet you.”

Clutching their stuffed bunny tightly, y/n nodded. “Okay, Mama,” she whispered.

The door swung open, revealing Alexei, who beamed with delight, and Melina, who stood with a warm, welcoming smile. Behind them was Yelena, her arms crossed but a hint of curiosity on her face.

As introductions were made, y/n stuck close to Wanda’s side, their tiny fingers gripping the hem of her mom’s jacket. But as the visit went on, their eyes kept wandering to Yelena. There was something about their aunt—the blonde braid, the confident stance, the way she smirked at everything—that made y/n feel drawn to her.

When Yelena noticed the little one staring, she raised an eyebrow. “What?”

Y/n tilted their head, holding up their stuffed bunny. “Bunny says… you look nice.”

Yelena blinked, clearly taken aback. “Uh… thanks, Bunny?”

Melina chuckled, scooping y/n into her arms. “I see you’re already working your charm, little one.”

Y/n gasped, tugging at Melina’s dark hair. “Grandma! Your hair is down like mine!” They exclaimed, their shyness momentarily forgotten. “We’re twins!”

Melina laughed, brushing a kiss on y/n’s forehead. “I guess we are, darling.”

But y/n’s attention shifted back to Yelena. They wiggled out of Melina’s arms and toddled over to their aunt. Yelena froze, unsure what to do when the tiny kid reached up and tugged at her hand.

“Hold me?” Y/n asked with big, pleading eyes.

“Uh… okay?” Yelena awkwardly picked them up, holding them at arm’s length.

“No, like this!” Y/n insisted, snuggling into Yelena’s chest.

Wanda and Natasha watched from the couch, amused. “Looks like they have chosen their favorite,” Wanda whispered, nudging Natasha.

“They have good taste,” Natasha replied, smirking.

Despite her initial discomfort, Yelena began to relax, holding y/n closer as the little one babbled about everything—from their bunny’s adventures to how they thought her grandma was a superhero for having matching hair.

By the end of the visit, y/n was firmly glued to Yelena, refusing to leave their aunt’s side. When it was time to go, they clung to Yelena’s leg, their y/e/c eyes welling with tears.

“Don’t wanna go!” Y/n wailed.

Yelena crouched down, brushing a tear from their cheek. “Tell you what, little spider,” she said softly, “next time we see each other, we’ll cuddle the whole time. Deal?”

“Pinky promise?” Y/n sniffled, holding up their tiny finger.

Yelena linked her pinky with theirs. “Promise.”

Natasha swooped in, scooping y/n into her arms. “Alright, that’s enough. My baby, not your personal cuddle buddy.”

“Jealous, Nat?” Yelena teased, smirking.

“Maybe,” Natasha replied, planting a kiss on y/n’s cheek. “Maybe not.”

As they boarded the quinjet, y/n waved at their new family, already counting down the days until they could see auntie Yelena again. Wanda wrapped an arm around Natasha, her eyes glistening with joy.

“They love them,” Wanda said.

“They love us,” Natasha corrected, squeezing Wanda’s hand.

Y/n, now half-asleep in Natasha’s arms, mumbled, “Love Auntie ‘Lena too.”

Natasha chuckled. “Don’t get used to it, kid. You’re stuck with me.”

And with that, their little family soared into the sky, hearts full and bonds stronger than ever.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Sorry if I post this a second time, but I think there is something wrong with my blog?

Now first, quickly to the quarrel between Nico & me. Nico wants to go back to Italy, he wants to to move to his former club .They offered him a new contract and more money. They want him back! That would mean that we would see even less of each other, which of course did not suit me. But Nico didn’t feel comfortable in his current team, he just never told me so I wouldn’t worry. Anyway, I had the feeling that Nico was hiding something from me, about his life in Italy. I thought maybe he’s leading some kind of double life? Last summer he was away for almost 2 months, in Italy, because of that contract and soccer stuff, while I was with Daniel. But why was he there all summer? And months later, after he and I got back together, he got messages from that one girl Patricia, who was also with him in Italy. Allready at that time, this whole thing seemed strange to me. And now all of a sudden he has to fly back abroad even though he doesn’t have a match there? It felt like he was leaving me and our son home alone, so he could have fun in Italy with his fucking team mates. Bcs Damien called him and it sounded like they were talking about a party or something. That’s why I was mad at him and also disappointed. Really disappointed! So yea, something had to change or that’s it! For me, it was no longer a relationship with him, we hardly saw each other and now that he was home, he wanted to go away again.

The House and the Medium (CW: suicide mention, loss)

When the young woman who is a medium came to us this afternoon, I was totally surprised about her. I was honestly expecting someone who might have looked older? No, but she was very nice and actually only 29 years old. However, my mom, grandma, Ana and I decided to tell the young woman as little as possible, to see if she really knows her job. 😬But that’s also what she asked us to do. She only wanted to know who lives here in the house and how we’re all relate to each other.

Right at the beginning she had contact with two deceased male relatives of us. One of them was very young. This young man was here for my Mom, she said. I immediately got goose bumps. I knew that my Mom’s brother would try to talk us, if we ever did… well, something like this.

It was so sad. Not only my mom cried, but all of us. The medium knew everything! I was totally speechless. My uncle wanted my mom to know that he didn’t do this to himself on purpose. He didn’t want to die, when he took the pills. 😞😭And he apologized to my mom, for what she went through after his death. He said that he was with her, all the time, when that one bad aunt (an evil woman) was mean to her. He also wanted us to know, that he never wanted to scare us or anything, because of these nightmares I had about him. He’s just trying to protect me, but he never tried to scare me. Everything I think I saw or dreamed about him, it wasn’t him!! This was something else. And he also said that certain events must happen, but I have to stay strong, then everything will be fine.

The medium asked him, if he knew what was going on here in this house? And well, she was of the opinion, that there is a negative energy in this house, which has nothing to do with us, with my family. This negative energy has been brought here by someone else, but not on purpose. Nevertheless, only the person who called it or brought it here, can get rid of this negative energy. She believed that someone wanted to curse someone and only when this is done, there will be peace here. But you can drive out negative energies by performing certain cleansing rituals. In this way, some peace and quiet comes back into the house, but this evil energy can come back at any time. We cannot completely get rid of it, only the person who has brought that negative energy here, can do this.

Oh, and that second person she contacted, was my grandma’s nephew. Sandra’s step-dad. He often comes here to my grandma’s house, to remember his old life. He and my Dad were inseparable as kids and even later. They were always together. Those were his best times, he wanted my grandma to know and that he’s well.

He also meant that my grandparents are safe in the house because they are not afraid. But I should not stay here too long. The medium also noticed two children (spirits) in the house. They run around all the time, she said. It was hard for her to follow them. For the two, this is a like game: they love to play hide- &- seek. And they also love to hide things. The two children come here, to play with Ana, she said. They think that Ana is still a child? I I suspected that, those children were the two murdered orphans. The medium was not quite sure what exactly happend to the orphans? But she didn’t believe/think they were buried here on my grandparents’ property. Because the two of them were here voluntarily, they like to come here, which means they’re not tied to this place or anything. She said they seem happy and serene. And they love Ana. Haha!! One of the siblings, the girl, loves little kids and Babies. That’s why she is so happy to be here at the moment. I just thought ok, I think I know who made Lucas laugh. In any case, the two kids are no danger to us. They just like being here. Especially when other kids are also in the house. That’s why my grandparents never really noticed anything, they only come when we kids are or were here. Ana, my Cuz and I. Well and now Lucas. One of the siblings, the girl, has developed some kind of special connection or relationship with Ana. Ana was a baby at that time and she was also the only one of us kids, who wasn’t afraid when something strange happened here. Maybe Ana knew or felt that, when she was a little girl? Only later, the older she got, the more scared she was here in the house, mostly because of me to be honest. 😬 Yk, my demons.

We knew now that the shadow in the dining room’s evil and it’s mainly after me. As long as I stay away from it, I’m safe. I asked the medium why me? She meant….. “you let it happen.” Such evil beings cannot just pick anyone to attach themselves to a person. Some people attract them without knowing it. It’s almost like an invitation. I have to consciously shield myself from this thing, ignore it, but the best way is to stay away from here. Then I’m safe. That’s what she told me.🤷‍♀️😞I’ll just stay away from this place.

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[jellytheteawolf]

Happy chinese new year!! Time to be emo on main bc I have many Feelings abt cny and this cny in particular

I never actually really liked cny growing up. Like there were always things I did (wearing qipao, singing songs, doing performances with the other abc kids, receiving hong bao etc etc) and I always learned what cny was "supposed" to be while growing up. I memorized the story about nian, why we wore red, and I knew on an intellectual level that oh we would have x food bc it means x thing in chinese puns, etc etc

The one time I actually enjoyed, truly enjoyed, cny was when I went back to China in middle school. The clearest thing I remember was that everything was red. So red and gold. Decorations everywhere you look wherever you go. There were lion dancers dancing through the supermarkets causing huge crowds, and i remember seeing the head of the lion playfully go up into the face of one of the kids. I saw extended family everyday, we ate huge family dinners. Uncles and aunts would smoke and play mahjong (they also taught me, and in retrospect i think teaching an 11 yr old to gamble was fucking funny) and i remember i wanted to badly to impress them and make them happy that i spent the entire afternoon boiling jasmine flowers from my grandma's jasmine plant and mixing it with apple vinegar to make some weird ass "tea" drink.

I remember playing duomaomao with some random cousin(? Idek I think the closest thing is a cousin) that I never knew existed, some other cousin would spend the meal playing temple run on my sister's phone, and I "knew" that cny was abt family, but I never felt like I had a "proper" cny until then. Bc family also includes those generations of people back in china that I never met. Cny felt more real to me with mahjong and crowded apartments than when I wore pretty qipaos and sang 恭喜恭喜恭喜你呀 on stage

I don't think I'll truly enjoy another cny unless I'm back in china again with my extended family. I think of memories from when I was in china randomly. The first time I rode a motorbike with my cousin. The time when my grandpa and I walked around the community together and bought breakfast from the uni cafeteria. The time when my grandma was defrosting chiba and I thought they were rocks so I sat at her feet in the laundry room playing with them.

Anygays I made myself depressed. I usually call my grandparents/extended family with the rest of my family around this time but since I'm at uni I'm alone and it feels wrong. Sigh

Pouring my yearning into my oc cny comic

[izzy-b-hands]

Deeply craving a food* I absolutely can't have bc it would require being in ND rn

*flying style pizza burger at Big Boy, if you're unfortunate enough to be stuck in Bismarck, ND for any period of time go have one, then another bc they're addictive like that lol. Everything there is good and the money is worth it. Plus you can hang out in the huge parking lot and the birds will eat fries you toss out if you sit and eat in your car, just maybe. only do a few for the sake of the birds' health tho jfdkalfjdl

(politically related worries/things under the cut abt ND and travel)

And had the realisation just now that keeps randomly hitting me and tbh I may have already posted abt it but

I can't go back. Like, ever, for the foreseeable future. It wouldn't be safe; I wouldn't want to risk it just for food of course lmao.

But I'm not going to be able to go this summer to see the oldest out of my three younger cousins get married (if I could find the money for it of course which I know I can't no matter how much I want to.) I can't take my fiance there to show aer all my favourite spots and restaurants. I can't take aer to the best place near the river to walk; it's got actual wooden walkways over the low tide/kind of marshy area before you get into deep water and can see fish swimming around. I'm not going to be able to visit my grandparents or my mum (tbh more worried abt grandparents than mum; they're only getting older and they aren't entirely happy since moving out of their old house and I worry so much abt them.)

I had known that this was already dangerous even before fuckface was back in office; ND is on the 'avoid travel if you can' category on all maps abt trans safety in different states. But like. There was still a tiny chance we could make it work. Be mindful and head straight back to our hotel if we didn't have a destination in mind (aside from walking the downtown area for the restaurants and shops.)

I don't know entirely how I feel abt this. Sad, but in a certain way bc of the above. I should have known it would only get more dangerous. And it's not an exciting place; I'll make fun of it until the day I die in the way you do when you spent most of your life in a place and know all the good and bad abt it. But I did still want to take Fiance there at least once for a longer period of time; just to see the things I mentioned and to figure out how much Big Boy food I can freeze and how many coolers Delta will allow on a flight as luggage and/or carry on. Not to ever move back (FUCK NO), just one last visit and then I would only go there for funerals or weddings or baby showers or things like that*

*if I could afford to, otherwise I'm just sending gifts. On that note, like my cousin's upcoming wedding; I knew there was basically no chance I could afford to fly or take a train back for it. They've got a registry and I'm still planning to buy them something despite them and my aunt and uncle making moves that suggest they've gone from begrudgingly supportive of me as a queer person to slowly pretending I no longer exist.

My cousin is, apparently refusing to send me a save the date or invite, and per my grandma it isn't bc she knows I can't afford to come back, but she won't tell her the actual reason for it. My grandma is telling me to hound her and make my mum ask her why she won't send it, but I think that we would even have to do that, which I don't want to, is an answer on it's own.

And that's okay, or at least I feel like I have to be okay with it. The cousins and their parents have always been openly trans and homophobic despite my grandparents, bless them, for trying once in a blue moon to scold them for it. I think I was 'one of the good ones' to them while I was there, but now that I'm not and they aren't around me as much, it's easier for me to be the family black sheep and they can be open about disliking me just for who I am. It hurts, but in a numb way bc like. Dramatic metaphor but the wound was already there from years of listening to their bs at family gatherings and having to sit there in silence so I didn't get accused of being rude to them by them and my mum's bf. It's just more knives trying to go through a fuck ton of scar tissue, so it doesn't hurt like it used to but. Still hurts enough to notice.

I'm really proud of those kids; I may have been parentified all to fuck but I'm still proud of how I did my best to help raise those kids. Tried hard to teach them about being polite but not letting ppl take advantage of you (thank you to the self help books in the middle and high school library for that knowledge. Still can't apply it to myself bc I'm seemingly stuck in people pleaser/doormat mode most of the time, but I'm glad to have it regardless), to be brave even when things are scary, and to try and be a helper instead of a bully, though unfortunately their parents are bullies to everyone including their kids and each other, so that bit didn't stick as well as I'd have liked.

I want the best for them and I miss them. They may not miss me, but I'm never going to stop wanting all the best for them and missing them.

[vigilskept]

Ooh I love this ask game so much, I love yapping about my Wardens and hearing about everyone else's, so have a couple of questions from me (or skip/ignore them if they aren't fun for your kids)

What is the Warden's name? Does it have a meaning behind it? How do they feel about their name?

How would you describe the Warden's personality before and after the prologue? Did it change much or did they remain the same?

1. What is the Warden's name? Does it have a meaning behind it? How do they feel about their name?

isaac & chaya are both names passed down in the family. isaac's named after his paternal great-grandfather & chaya's named after her aunt (adaia's sister). neither have particularly strong feelings about their names, but the convention of passing down family names is about to get much heavier connotations in the next generation with chaya and nelaros' kids (adaia & isa...... ough)

roshan's name is a bastardisation of revasan (lit. the place where freedom dwells) that's more common in the dialect of his mother's clan. she's the one who named him, before leaving him in ashalle's care shortly after his birth. he only even found out his mom was from a different clan during the last arlathven when he met his aunts and uncles, so it's a bit... complicated.

salin's full name, shiva'nasalin, comes from shivanas (dedication to duty) and enasalin (victory). it's a long name and a bit weighty. to her it represents her responsibilities as the keeper's second, though duty starts to take on a different meaning after the blight. if she's shortening it she vastly prefers salin to shiv (did NOT like that daveth was trying to make it sound more shem-y)

diya's named after her great-grandma (mom's side!) it's a pretty unusual name in ferelden, but that's bc her parents migrated down there from seheron :) "diya" is a name that's native to seheron, while her surname surana comes from the northern dalish dialect's form of "sulahn" -> to sing. her name's one of the only things she has left that ties her back to her heritage, so it's probably the one thing she would never try to scrub away from her past!

gavin, qadir & ylva are also family names. gavin's named after a maternal uncle, qadir after his (nevarran!) paternal grandfather & ylva after an ancestor in house aeducan who the deshyrs confirmed as regent for her son 9 years in a row (which could mean nothing)

2. How would you describe the Warden's personality before and after the prologue? Did it change much or did they remain the same?

i could go on forever, so i'll just talk about the ones who go through the biggest changes over the course of the prologue: roshan, salin, gavin & ylva. the others change a lot throughout the blight but these 4 get hit the hardest by the events of their respective origin.

for roshan & salin the events at the elven ruins are brutal because they lose tamlen then their clan. it's loss piled on loss, and i think they both feel the clan's refusal to keep looking for tamlen as a personal betrayal. for roshan because he can feel that tamlen's still out there, but no one wants to listen. for salin because she's dedicated her whole damn life to this clan and done everything to be a good second to her keeper, and she's just casting aside the lot of them like they're dead weight.

by the time they reach ostagar, roshan feels sick with guilt and lonely and angry. salin's trying to cover her grief by holding even more tightly to her rage. they are both in a very bad place.

gavin's in a similar place, though his anger's directed at duncan rather than at his family. he's been dragged out of highever kicking or screaming more or less, and when he does make it to ostagar no one will let him seek out fergus. he's told he has to wait until after the battle. it's 180 in character motivations, because he starts off bitter towards his father for keeping him away from ostagar (bc what if he accidentally reveals himself as an apostate!) only to reach ostagar and not give a damn about the blight at all.

you might expect ylva to be feeling similarly, but fortunately she's actually insane :) she does feel a little pity for trian, though in the end she knows she would've had to kill him herself if he couldn't manage to bow out on his own. still, getting killed by some duster their little brother paid off is just undignified...

mostly she's thinking about how to leverage her experience fighting darkpawn to help her advance through the ranks. she's not giving up on the crown, not by a long shot, but dwarven politics is a long game and she knows her interests are best served by doing some serious damage to the darkspawn up here. this also means that for the first time in her life she's showing an interest in the surfacer politics. it's a major shift from orzammar & she feels like she's playing catch-up

warden/hof questions

[jadetheblueartist]

I’m getting the urge to do stuff for my Percy Jackson characters so here’s them in picrew form

(Are they Megan and Talon in new form?? Maaaaaaybe) Here’s the picrew and I’m gonna talk about them under the cut hehe

The first one’s name is Beatrice (but she goes by Bea with her friends), and she is a daughter of Thanatos who was blessed by Nyx. Thanatos is the god of (peaceful) death (not to be confused with Hades, the god of the dead) and since he is the personification of death, the only way for Bea to live is by being blessed by Thanatos’s mother, Nyx (goddess of the night and very powerful). So her mother ended up dying, but she survived and was raised by her aunt’s family in Michigan. Thanatos was a pretty involved parent so she knew about the demigod thing her whole life (her family only knew vague stuff) and once she became a teen/target for monsters, she started spending half of her time in the underworld with her dad and grandma, getting training and whatnot. Eventually he decided she should go to camp half blood to meet other demigods which is how she ended up there (a year before Percy’s arrival). Her powers include having a pair of avian wings (to match her dad’s), being able to see and eventually interact with ghosts, and communicating with butterflies, as well as being able to sense death. She is a pretty serious and logical person. Being quite pacifistic, she does not like killing people and believes it is not her place. If it really comes to it, she has a sword that she can use, but it causes her guilt and she does very specific burial practices to make sure everything turns out fine (even if it’s a monster). She cares a lot about justice but isn’t very good at forming relationships. Her fatal flaw is selfishness/excessive solitude. (Oh and also I’m headcanoning that all the demigods are just neurodivergent in some way, rather than adhd exclusively bc I gotta project autism onto my girl hehehe)

The second one is Ezra, and he is a son of Dionysus. He has visited camp for a while since he and his mom were aware of where Dionysus was. Ezra has a strained relationship with his father because of how he is. Mr. D is quite dismissive and nonchalant towards his kids and it makes Ezra resentful towards him. He and his mom live in New York, a few hours away from camp and Ezra goes every year. He first started going at about 12, and aside from his father, he loves camp and always looks forward to going. His powers include control over plants, especially grape vines, and his intense emotions can seep out as a purple smoke and affect those who inhale it (if he’s very angry, he can make those around him angry, etc; tho he doesn’t have too much control over this power). He fights with two swords and emotion, really. Being really in his feels about something gets him going. He’s a pretty open and easy going guy, who feels things very deeply. The one thing he’s not open about is his rage and resentment towards his father. He’s quite the extrovert, enjoys performing, and loves everything loud and bright (such as the maximalist aesthetic he has with his clothes and room). He’s also addicted to apple juice. His fatal flaw is holding grudges.

Um but yeah they are my babies and I love them and need to draw them some stuff. Oooooh maybe some Orpheus and Eurydice things bc um it fits. It fits waaaaaaay too well. And the fact that they will be visiting the underworld is making me wanna give them parallels :)))))