#but don't worry if i get rid of it im just like. on day 3 of an episode

[pyrriax]

hi everyone remind me to never look at deviantart again

[astonmartinii]

Hey, I love your work. Could you please do a social Media au with Lewis Hamilton x senna! reader who is the secret daughter of Ayrton Senna and Mick's godmother and Mick introduces them? Don't feel pressured and thank you in advance.

<3

top secret | lewis hamilton social media au

pairing: senna!reader x lewis hamilton

turns out mick is the grid's biggest matchmaker

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher: summer dinners (not cooked by me)

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username so is this a soft launch or ???

georgerussell63 it's a good thing you weren't cooking i've seen your skills in hospitality

mickschumacher don't worry she'd never let me blow the house up

username no tag, no name WHY ARE WE SO SECRETIVE MICK?

lewishamilton where was my invite then ?

mickschumacher you already steal her all the time let me have my moment

username WAIT THIS MAKES IT SO MUCH MORE CONFUSING

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f1wagsupdates: the mystery blonde is back again, this time spotted going into the mercedes hospitality. not much is known about her as she wasn't spotted for the rest of the weekend - so is she with mick or lewis or just friends with both of them?

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username so like she didn't actually stay for the race ??? i'm smelling a gold digger

username like how do we not know who she is it's practically impossible to be anonymous these days

username who can just waltz into merc hospitality like she has to be with someone, right?

username y'all can continue yelling in these comments but like she's serving in all of these like i need her wardrobe

username i mean as much as i would hate to see slag!lewis go ... i think it is time

lewishamilton added to their story

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yourusername: i'm hearing shouts of gold digger, my daddy ran your sport ;)

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username SENNA HAD A KID ???

username y'all been calling senna's daughter a gold digger that's rough

username so wait how did we never know she existed ?

mickschumacher finally it's out i couldn't deal with people thinking i was dating my godmother

ginaschumacher we may have a ranch but we're not from alabama

yourusername citizens of alabama out here catching strays

lewishamilton lovely lady

yourusername knew there was a reason you were made an honorary brazilian citizen

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: and suddenly everything made sense when i met you

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username my guy said i'm gonna break senna's records and then bag his daughter and i respect it

yourusername you made me realise the meaning of forever

lewishamilton biggest honour of my life

username okay this is so fucking cute im gonna need someone to confess their love to me asap

georgerussell63 congrats you two 🥂

mercedesamgf1 category is SLAY

username i'm being SO CHILL ABOUT THIS

f1 no biggie just two of the greatest families in f1 coming together

yourusername

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yourusername: happy father's day pops !! i miss you so much everyday but i know you're super proud of me no matter what. see you soon xx

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lewishamilton

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lewishamilton: happy father's day to my wonderful dad and the one who i never met but am thankful for everyday. my dad has been nothing but supportive of me my whole life and i am forever grateful to him. ayrton, though we never met i feel you everyday and i promise i will be the best husband possible for your angel of daughter

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username this is all very touching but HUSBAND

yourusername thank you so much lew, i love you so much and i know he does too (also i love your dad too)

lewishamilton can't get rid of us now

username this is honestly like a fairytale

username the fact she said in an interview that she never wanted to watch or go to another race because of what the sport took from her, but now regularly goes to support lewis 😭

mickschumacher hey don't forget about her favourite god son

username OMG THIS MAKES LEWIS MICK'S GODFATHER WTF

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher: adding professional matchmaker to my resume

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username so like the first born is named after him ?

mickschumacher deal

yourusername mick ???

username this is a trio i never thought i'd see coming schumachers, hamiltons and a senna in one family

yourusername all jokes aside i love you mick thank you for wingmanning me

lewishamilton thank you for finally giving me her number after asking about a billion times

note: i hope this is what you were thinking - i had so much fun writing this !! xx

[writingsonsaturn]

lucy taking care of sick reader!!!

lucy and r aren’t dating yet, but they aren’t just friends either. when r doesn’t come into work one day, and no one (besides grey) has heard from her, lucy goes straight to her house when she goes out on patrol. she stops in throughout the day after finding out that r is like beyond sick.

maybe a little scene where r lays her head in lucy’s lap and lucy run her hands through readers hairrrrrr oh my

lovesick - lucy chen

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🪐: im still trying to find my writing style, so hopefully this is okay and fits what you wanted!! <3

word count: 982

content warning: sickness (flu like), just fluff

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You woke up with a throbbing head and a clogged up nose. Originally, you thought you could power through it and suck it up long enough to finish a shift, but the moment you stood upright your world became disoriented. 

Doing your best to breath through the dizziness, you reached over for your phone to call into work. Grey practically pleaded with you to stay home when you mentioned you would come into work if you needed to, “you have more than enough sick days, use them and keep your ass out of my station.” You just sighed and agreed, saying your goodbyes when he wished you to get better soon.

Without much thought to it you passed back out on your warm comfy bed, hoping sleep would rid you of the constant pain your brain was forcing you to endure.

Lucy checked her watch when she got in, thinking maybe you were just late or had been caught in some early morning traffic. As the time ticked away she decided maybe it would be best to text you, and when she didn't get an answer her thoughts ran around her head like an athlete competing in a race that would determine if they go farther into their season. 

She opted to check in on you when she was out on patrol, getting into her squad car and making you her first check up of the day, praying to whatever could hear her that you were there and okay.

Pulling up to your apartment she felt a ping in her chest, she wasn’t sure why she was so worried about you. You guys weren't exactly a couple, but the others would argue that you two were basically already married, you both would laugh it off and call the team crazy, still continuing the narrative that you two were just ‘friends”. 

Lucy knew better than that though, she knew you were the first person she called when she was having a rough night and needed a warm bed to share with someone, you were the first she told about good news, you are the only person she truly, and deeply loved with every living and beating part of her body.

She grabbed the key you had given her for the nights she needed someone, after the Rosalind situation you forced her to promise you that no matter the time of night or day she would come over whenever she needed to. Lucy wouldn’t say she now abused the fact she had a key to your place, but it was used more than her own key to her apartment at this point.

“Y/n?” Lucy called out, she heard the faint sound of a groan coming from your bedroom, alerting her of your presents. “Hey, are you oka-” Her words were paused by the sight of you, your skin was shining with sweat and you were cramped in a fetal position. “My love, what happened?” she quickly came over to you touching your forehead, flinching at how warm it felt compared to her skin.

You only groaned and rolled over, “i really don't feel good luce.”

You tried your best to explain all your symptoms, but your scratchy throat only allowed for so much irritation before you were in a coughing fit. Lucy rubbed your back gently, doing her best to coax you through your attack, “Here let’s get you out of this stuffy room, and on the couch, yeah?” she encouraged. You nodded leisurely and threw your arm over her shoulder, allowing her to help you to your living room.

Quickly, Lucy put anything and everything you could possibly need besides the toilet in arms reach. “Before I leave, do you need absolutely anything else, babe?”  you only smiled at her with droopy eyelids, “No, but i wish you didn’t need to leave” you pouted at her causing her to smile. 

“Call me or text me if you need me, I'll be here in an instant.”

And then she was gone, you continued to pout until her next check up with you during lunch. “Okay, love, i brought you some chicken noodle soup and some cough syrup” she set the soup in front of you with cold water and a pre-measured cap of medicine. “Thank you, love” you croaked out, “You don’t have to thank me” she replied while helping you get in an upright position so you could comfortably eat your food and take the disgusting medicine.

“I'll be back after my shift, and remember to call-” “call you if i need anything, i know, honey.” you finished her sentence, she left you with a quick kiss on your forehead.

After eating and forcing yourself to down the medicine you fell back asleep, you woke up a handful of times with the constant tossing and turning, and being too hot or too cold. You finally decided you had slept enough and reached for the tv remote, aimlessly flipping through channels.

You heard the door click and a smile began to grow on your face, “sorry i'm late! Traffic has been just awful today” Lucy explained, taking her shoes off and sitting her to-go bag on the counter. “It’s okay hon.” you looked at her as she sat down. 

“How are you feeling?” Lucy asked you, as you laid your head down on her lap looking up at her, “I've certainly been better” you joked. 

She reached her soft fingers to rake through your hair, massaging your scalp, aiding the headache that had been attacking your head all day long. “Well i'm here now, darling” she looked down at you, soothingly rubbing your forehead, lulling you to sleep. 

She gave herself an imaginary pat on the back at getting you to sleep so quickly, making a mental note that maybe when you get better she’ll finally take you on a long awaited date.

[starringthesturniolos]

bite me(part 6)-Matt Sturniolo

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6

summary: matt hates your guts but all of that changes when he wakes up and finds out your his mate.

contains: vampire!matt x reader, highschool au! (18 years old), dark themes, death, smut (not in this part)

A/N- THIS CHAPTER IS KINDA SAD but y'all will be alright, trust. a lot of violence in this chapter so by all means if that is not your thing please don't read. I want everyone that reads this to ENJOY it. love yall, bye!

matts pov.

the drive back to my house was silent. even with my heightened sense of hearing, I could only hear the sound of our breathing and the quiet hum of my engine. two minutes ago, she had been crying and I saw into the darkness that was her life. key word, was. between the protection spell and me, no one is ever going to hurt her again. a dark thought pops into my head, and ,unlike any other time, I welcome it with open arms.

"do you want him dead?" I mutter, letting the thought free. I said It quietly, but it sounded like I might as well have screamed compared to the quiet of my car. it made my skin crawl and judging by the look on her face, it made her's crawl too. "what is that supposed to mean??" she whips her head to me with fear in her eyes. merciful. I added that to a list of chracteristics that y/n had that I subconsciously accumulated in my own head. even though he hurt her in the worst ways, she'd never want anyone to lay a finger on him.

"he's my dad, matt!" she panics taking my lack of response as a promise that I would go back to her house and finish him off. I put one arm up in defense. "I was just asking. you panic too much, someone should go check your blood pressure.Jesus." I scoff, playing it off as if I wouldn't have gotten rid of him the moment she told she wanted me too.

she slumped back in her seat, clearly relieved. its right then that I notice the dark circles under her eyes. she's tired, and humans need rest. "go to sleep, you look like shit." I quip. if she were in her right mind, she probably would have said something back. instead she brings her knees into her chest and puts her head on the window. her eyes close and in a few minutes her breathing and heart rate slow. she's asleep and my eyes stay on the rough, pot - hole infested road. all the way home, I dodge the holes so she sleeps fine.

unreasonable fear hits my chest at my own actions. when did you start to care so much? is the question I ask myself as I gently lift her sleeping form into my arms to bring her into the house.

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y/n is in the other room, and I wake up to my phone buzzing incessantly. I pick up my phone to see that nick is calling me. "he disappears off the face of the earth for two days and all of a sudden he wants to chit chat at the crack of dawn", I think to myself before smashing the accept call button in annoyance. "what?" my gruff voice answers in a more than grumpy tone.

"I need you to come to meet me, now! I'll send you my location. do not bring anyone with you, and do not to take your sweet ass time either matt." he says seriously. I can hear in his voice he is fighting to keep himself from sounding panicked. sensing the danger he's in, worry surges through me, and I can't help but wonder what he's gotten himself into. "don't worry nick, im coming." I say back just as seriously before hanging up the phone and rushing out the house.

I drive over as fast as I can to the unknown spot. it's just a clearing of trees and grass where two cars are parked side by side. ones nicks' and the other is someone's I don't recognize. I hop out of the car quick on high alert. nick where are you??

"you think you can just take my daughter and get away with it. I'm sorry son, but you're in for a real treat." says a terrifying voice that-unless god forbid I took another girl to my house tonight- could only be y/n's fathers’. I turn slowly to see him, a tall, burly man. he's holding nick close too him, a knife pressed lightly against the sensitive skin of his neck. regulary, I would look at this and shrug, vampires aren't supposed to be able to die. but nick's neck is bleeding from where the knife lightly grazes him. vampires can make other people bleed, but they themselves can't bleed, at least that's how it's supposed to be. even though the wound wasn't deep enough to be lethal, the wound itself was the problem to begin with. All thoughts aside, I lunge forward to grab nick away from the man but he dodges with unnatural speed. he smells human, but he's quick, too quick, which can only mean one thing.

y/n's dad is a fucking lunatic magic user, and, based on the position he's got me and nick in right now , he's a damn strong one too.

he throws nick to the side right then, and nick flops to the floor gasping for breath and clutching his bleeding throat. I freeze in fear for what's happened to nick. for what is going to happen to me. he waves the same knife he had pressed against nick at me in tauntingly cold, cut motions.

"matt, run" nick says weakly. my feet listen to nick's instructions, and I turn to bolt, only to find the powerful magic user right in front of me in an instant. before I can react, he plunges the knife into my stomach in three quick motions. unbearable pain laces through me and I feel something coming that I never thought I'd ever have to experience. that something is death.

"should of asked for a protection spell yourself." he lets out a cold, hard laugh as I drop to the floor slipping into an abyss of darkness.

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[nouvxllev]

defense!

Pairing: Vada Cavell x Fem!Reader

Summary: A very painful 'ssss...' came out of her mouth when you tapped on the gash a bit too hard. You had brought Vada to your house and into your bedroom, and now you found yourself standing between her legs. Vada carefully sat down on the edge of your comforter and your hand cupping her chin to steady her, preventing her from squirming every 10 seconds as if she was a worm being sprinkled with salt.

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: Mentions of fights & slight bleeding. Other than that, I believe none.

a/n: im someone who would get random bursts of ideas but then dies down whenever im actually writing it. if you wanna request something, im up for it!

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"Fuck, Fuck— Y/n! Stop!" Vada squirmed, her hands slapping her lap to at least get rid of the pain.

"Vada—If you move one more damn time, please, for the love of God."

She winced under your touch, the sting only getting worse and worse whenever you hovered the q-tip over the bruise on her face.

A very painful 'ssss...' came out of her mouth when you tapped on the gash a bit too hard. You had brought Vada to your house and into your bedroom, and now you found yourself standing between her legs. Vada carefully sat down on the edge of your comforter and your hand cupping her chin to steady her, preventing her from squirming every 10 seconds as if she was a worm being sprinkled with salt.

You sighed, "This wouldn't have happened if you didn't pick a fight with those frat boys, Vada." Moving away from her face, you checked how the bruise looked after applying pints of betadine. She had one heavily bruised eye, darkening into black and purple, a bleeding nose, a sizable scrape on her left cheek, and a slight bruise on her lip.

In all seriousness, you were holding back yourself in literal chains to refrain from saying she looked like someone who got run over 3 times in a row then checked back to see if she was alive then punched her. But how could you say that to your girlfriend?

"Is… Is it that bad?" Vada whimpered, looking at you with shame.

"Nope… Nah. I'm gonna get the kit," you scoffed, heading to the kitchen to fetch the first aid kit.

"If it's not that bad, then why are you getting the first aid kit!? Don't you just need bandaids for this!?" Vada shouted from across the room, her voice already tinged with worry. She hesitated to check the mirror across from your bed but she too sore to even get up.

You returned with a first aid kit in your hands, "Oh gosh, Vada, I can't even lie to you. It looks bad, okay? It looks very, very bad. It's like you got into a fight with a tiger, lost, called for a rematch, then lost again," you explained, trying to hold back laughter.

"I can't go home like this! Let alone go to school the next day! Everyone's gonna know I'm some weakshit." She looked down to the ground and then immediately looked back up after she heard your voice.

You settled the first aid kit beside both of you, then cupped her chin. "You have bruises all over your face, a sore body, and you're worried about that?" you chuckled, how in the world did you end up with such a dorky girlfriend?

"Uhh, yeah? I have a rep at our school."

"Your rep is the girl who was high on drugs and then got a ballpen exploded in her mouth, baby." You rolled your eyes, applying small amounts of betadine to the scrape on her face. "Also, you haven't told me why you got into that fight. I know you just don't pick fights every so often and with frat boys? Really, Vada?" Your voice softened, adopting a comforting tone.

"Okay, first of all, that ballpen thing was last year! I can't believe some are still bringing it up. And second, well…"

You looked at her as you stopped tending to her wounds, eyes anticipating, and your eyebrows furrowing. "Well...?"

"Okay... okay," She adjusted herself, her legs that were dangling from your bed now crossed. "You have to promise me you won't, ever, ever, ever tease or laugh at me for saying this." She exclaimed, her lips forming a smile that she tried hard to suppress. She then held out her pinky, "pinky promise?"

"Oh, Vada... That's a hard task. Even if I pinky promise now, I'd still laugh." You smiled, but held up your pinky anyway, intertwining it with hers.

"I thought you didn't like breaking pinky promises."

"Hey, I can bend my own rules sometimes."

Vada took a deep breath, closing her eyes tight as ever. "I was... I was defending your honor, okay?"

There was complete silence in the air, Vada's eyes still closed, and you were holding in laughter so hard that you felt like you could pass out.

Vada opened your eyes to see your jaw clenched, and eyes literally watering. "Maybe I used the wrong term, okay! I was—"

"Vada, please, just give me permission to laugh before I pass out!"

"Okay, okay! You can laugh, Jesus!"

You then burst out laughing, your arms hugging your chest before it might explode, "What do you mean by defending my honor?! Oh God—!"

"I have a black and purple eye and you're laughing!" She pointed towards herself while looking at you with serious eyes before immediately breaking and laughing together with you. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

A literal minute passed before you got your things together and stopped laughing, a huff of air exhaling from you as you carefully cup Vada's cheeks.

"In my defense, they were talking smack about you in the hallways. I can't just let that happen," she whispered, her eyes looking up at yours, then down to your lips. "If it'll stop your name from coming out of their mouths, I'll gladly fight them again."

"Vada, you lost. I'm sure they would still talk shit about me." You chuckled, seeing Vada's eyebrows furrow. You caressed your thumb over the bruise on her lip, watching her reaction.

"Can't you just say I did good? I packed quite a punch; you can even ask Nick!" She retorted, wrapping her arms around yours.

"I'm only joking, baby, thank you," you whispered before leaning down to kiss her lips, careful not to injure her. Despite the fight, you could still taste the lip gloss she was using—the Christmas gift you got her; a faint strawberry scent with a strange mix of fresh blood, probably from her bruise.

She leaned in more towards the kiss, her arms pulling you in. Before you knew it, you both were lying on your bed, your hands going to the sides to support your body on top of her.

You were the first one to pull away, hearing Vada whimper at the loss of your soft lips on hers. "We are not making out. I'm still tending to your wounds."

"But we were halfway there!" Vada grinned, pushing herself up when you stood up to your original position.

You rolled her eyes before giving in and kissing her lips yet again, but only a quick peck before she was wincing again as you jammed the Q-tip full of betadine on her scar. "Alright, shut up."

[tan1shere]

Could you write a Young Miko story where she notices the reader is being distant. And when she asks it’s because of hate she’s receiving online and she’s not used to it. Like Miko comforting the reader maybe? So cute to think about.

My Angel

Young Miko x female reader !

A/n: Your wish is my command my love ! I especially find this fitting right now, so I hope this helps whoever reads it when you're facing hurtful people <3

Warnings: none, comfort only !!! Buttt maybe a bit of hate and language ? Small breakdown ?

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It rang through your brain constantly. You couldn't get rid of those same words. Over. And over. Miko had noticed this change in you, she didn't know what was exactly going on but today she decided to get it out of you. You were drifting from her, it hurt her as she missed you. You knew the 'perks' of being with someone in the public eye, it wasn't as easy as you had thought. You were so confident that any hate you got you'd be able to handle it, ignore it even. Boy were you wrong. It kept on going, nonstop of how you didn't deserve her, how they'd be better. That, you could handle. You knew miko chose you for a reason. She wouldn't be here if she didn't want to be. But it started getting more brutal. Little details you even hated about yourself, they'd mention it.

Then it got to the worst of the worst kind of hate. The 'kill yourself' and so on. It was getting to you near the end. You couldn't handle it anymore.

As you sat watching TV, you couldn't stop thinking about this one message you got. "Miko is just sorry for you, she doesn't love you, I mean look at yourself. You don't belong here or even in this world at that point. Go kill yourself." It played in your mind all day, a little voice chanting it. You couldn't let the last part consume you, but you were beginning to let it just happen. We're they truly right? It was tricking your brain into thinking it was. All the voices, all the messages. You couldn't think properly. You get a tap on your shoulder, it was Miko. She was finally home. You look at her, a bit startled but your expression changed back to its gloomy self.

Although you didn't look sad per say, your demeanor was cold, off-putting. "What's up with you lately?" She just asks at random. You furrow your brows, keeping looking at her. "What do you mean?" Fiddling with your fingers, you kept looking at her. But you couldn't bare it. "You've been so distant, have I done something?" She wonders, sitting beside you. You just shake your head. "So is there something?" Now you look to the side, such a stupid give away but you could feel tears pooling and you didn't want to look stupid. She gently grabs your face, and you curse because when she does a warm liquid comes down your face.

There was no stopping them, they had been bottled up inside for far too long. "Shhh, talk to me." She brings you close rubbing your hair. "Please? Im really worried." She continues speaking, doing her same actions. You couldn't form words, you sob and sob. But her sweet heart understands completely, she takes her time with you. Knowing that whatever it was wasn't easy. Gentle touches on your hair and your cheek as you rest your head on her should. Your crying had subsidied thankfully. Your eyes stung so you just closed them. "Want to tell me what's up mama?" Her tone was soft, and comforting. "I've, been getting quite a lot of messages.." You spoke quietly, feeling your throat hurt also. Having let so much emotion out you were just genuinely tired. "What messages love?" A sigh escapes your lips. You grab your phone to just show her as it'd be easier.

She reads everything, comments, dms, posts. It hurt her, not only were they being cruel to the woman she loved, but her own fans. "It's so hurtful." Your quiet voice speaks up. "I know, I know.." She sighs now. "You don't deserve any of this, you've hardly been in anything anyway, this is so disgusting." You hated the fact she was still reading the stuff, you could see how upset she was about the whole situation. You grab your phone gently, setting it aside. "I didn't want to worry or upset you-" She shakes her head. "I'm glad you told me. Although I wish you would've done it a bit sooner, I'm glad I know now." You nod. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you til now." She kisses your forehead. "I chose you for a reason, none of these hating loosers." You smile as she speaks a small laugh coming out of you. "There she is." Shes the one smiling now, you blush at her words. "Keep that, it suits you." She refers to your smile. "Oh Miko. How'd I get so lucky." You put your head back onto her shoulder.

"How did I get so lucky with you." She rubs your arm, as a comfortable silence approaches. "Don't listen to them from now on yeah? And if there's anymore, please tell me. Its no good keeping it to yourself like that." You nod and smile at her. "I'm glad you chose me." "I'm glad I chose you too my angel."

[magicians-abode]

HII it's anon from the last rq :3 im probably gonna call myself bard anon cause that just works i think!! i come bearing another request 🤲 once again its chilchuck cause i love him and the way you write for him!! maybe a scenario where the reader is very VERY scared of water due to them nearly drowning in the past or something, and because of that they avoid bathing unless it's washing their hair and chil takes it upon himself to help them bathe (they're pretty close at this point so it's not awkward, just sweet and loving <3) again, have a lovely day and take care of yourself!!

- 🎻 (bard anon)

Hiii bard anon! So glad to see you requesting again! ^-^ makes me so happy. I struggled with my anxiety the whole week, postponing my writing since the requests are piling up (they're only 4 but I get stressed) so today I noticed that I hadn't posted for a whole week and tried my best to write this little something. I really hope you and everyone else likes it, and that it doesn't seem rushed. Have an awesome day! 💖 (I feel like this sucks ;-;)

"Calming the waters"

[Chilchuck Tims x gn!reader]

Warnings: implications of drowning - gender neutral reader ‐ fluff

The party had reached a point in the dungeon where everyone was exhausted and sweaty. All everyone wanted was to eat, rest, and hopefully find somewhere to freshen up. But that last part was optional, since the dungeon didn't really have many places like that.

Luckily for them, walking around they had found a room with only an onsen in the middle, so they decided to settle just outside of the room to rest for the night. Marcille and Laios took turns washing themselves up, except for Senshi and (y/n).

Chilchuck had decided to wait until everyone was asleep to enjoy the onsen with a bit more privacy, but he couldn't help but notice how (y/n) barely even came close to stepping into the room. So he approached them, tugging them away from the rest of the group.

—I was thinking about cleaning myself up while everyone was asleep— he clears his throat, slightly flushed at the fact he was admitting this— and since you haven't gone yet, I wondered...— he stretched the sentence, making a circular motion with one of his hands as the other rested on his hip, his gaze looking at the oh so interesting wall.

(y/n) looked at him, piecing everything together easily, and even though they were touched by their partners gesture, they declined.— Sorry Chil, I– um... I'm fine, you know? I don't think I need a bath— they did though. They stank to be fair. But they were too scared to step into the room where the onsen was. Much less get into the water.

Chilchuck felt sad at first, and he was ready to let it go. Maybe they didn't want to bathe together. Perhaps it was a big step for intimacy, but upon noticing the expression on their face, he stopped and grabbed their hands.— You don't have to lie. You um... look very sweaty to be fair. And I know you don't want to be all dirty forever. So what's the truth?— he spoke softly, looking up into their eyes with nothing but care, curiosity and a pinch of worry.

—N-Nothing's wrong, what do you mean?— (y/n) notices how Chilchuck raises an eyebrow, clearly not believing them, and they sigh, defeated.— I guess I could wash my hair at least. Wouldn't want Marcille's spells to not work on me in case of an emergency— they mumble, raising a hand up to touch their hair.

Chilchuck sighed, not really content with the answer, but decided to let it go for now and talk about it later when they were alone.

After having a delicious monster meal, cooked by none other than Senshi (and a little help of the forever enthusiastic Laios), everyone prepared their bedrolls and happily went to sleep.

Except for our lovebirds. Who sneaked away into the next room silently to enjoy some time alone and relax away from the rest for at least a while.

Chilchuck didn't doubt getting rid of his clothes and getting into the onsen for a second, his skinny body relaxing under the calming hot water as he sighed, closing his eyes and relishing on the pleasant feeling and the silence of the night. (y/n) sat on the edge fully clothed, and although they couldn't deny how their legs had trembled as they walked closer to the onsen, they were a bit relieved to have Chilchuck's company, his presence providing a small sense of safety despite the whirlwind of emotions in their chest.

Dipping their fingers in the water and then their whole hand, they scooped some water and patted their hair, very slowly, but surely, wetting it.

—What are you doing?— Chilchuck spoke after watching the scene for a moment. He was somewhat amused, he wouldn't lie. Why not just get into the water?— I assure you, there are no monsters in here if that's what worries you— he chuckled.

—No... I know. It's not that— (y/n) mumbled as they looked at him.— I'm just...— they bit their lip. Was it safe to say it? To tell him they were scared? Chilchuck had a reputation for being teasing sometimes, but he didn't usually mean anything bad by it.— I'm scared of the water, Chil— they admitted eventually.

Chilchuck perked up at the comment, not expecting that answer. He had expected them to say sometimes like: "I'm embarrassed to show my body" or "You're making me nervous" but not that they were afraid of getting into the onsen.— What do you mean, love?— he whispered, moving a bit closer to them, the water splashing gently around as he swam.

(y/n) took a deep breath, and exhaled shakily— When I was younger... I went with my friends to a forest. There we found a pond, and my friends and I decided to get in, since it was a very hot day— they began explaining, fidgeting with their fingers and the hem of their clothes— we swam for a while and it was fun splashing each other in the face, until one of them splashed me and, to avoid it, I dipped under the surface of the water. I was too close to the edge so something got tangled between my feet, and– I started to–...— they took another shaky breath in.

—Hey, hey, it's fine— Chilchuck stood up, not minding the fact that he was naked, and placed a hand on their shoulder.— I know it must've been scary, but that's not going to happen here— he lifts their head to make them look at him.

—But what if– —Chilchuck pressed a gentle kiss to their lips, now fully understanding why they didn't want to get in.

—No buts. You're here with me, and I'll take care of you. Besides, this is an onsen love, there's nothing that can hurt you— he looked into their eyes, brushing his thumb over their cheek— I want to help, if you'll let me— he whispers.

And for a moment they stop to look around, evaluating, thinking. The onsen isn't deep at all. If Chilchuck can stand in there properly, they could too. But what if a monster came and attacked? The rest of the party was outside. Sleeping, yes, but they would wake up and kill it.

Standing up with a newfound sense of safety, they slowly got rid of their clothes, folding them nicely and leaving them beside Chilchuck's. The half-foot stood inside the onsen and by the edge, looking at them with a reassuring smile and extending one hand in their direction.

—That's it love, take your time— Chilchuck took their hand once they were near the edge, and held them as they very slowly dipped one leg in. Once (y/n) had decided it was in fact safe, they stepped in with the other leg and crouched, their body thanking them for the warmth of the water.— You're doing great already, (y/n)— he pressed a kiss to their forehead.

Taking the soap Marcille had made before, he lifted one of their arms and started helping them get clean.

—Thank you...— after a moment of silence, they looked at him with gratitude, and he chuckled, shaking his head with a smile.

—Nothing to thank me for, love. I care about you— the feeling of his hands roaming through their body felt as calming as the temperature of the onsen, helping their muscles relax after so much fighting in the dungeon. Perhaps now the idea of getting bathed more often didn't sound so scary in their mind, but only if Chilchuck was there to provide some company and kisses. That part was essential.

[intheholler]

Do you have any tips for being more comfortable using your natural accent in front of people? I was bullied for it as a kid and scrubbed my accent away through teenhood. As an adult, I feel like I still have to put on a neutral accent so people at work won't judge me. I told one of my old bosses that I was from Appalachia and he went on about how he'd seen do many documentaries on Appalachia and what good people we were, but also added that "Wow! I never would have known. You don't have an accent at all. You're so well-spoken!" and it felt bad. I think he had good intentions, but it made me feel like a zoo animal. I always see comments on other Appalachian folks' posts about their accents too, and there's always a handful of jerks who have to say something about their intelligence or make an incest or drug addict "joke".

It all hurts a lot and makes me self-conscious, but I don't want to be this way around my friends. Do you know how I can stop letting peoples' ignorance and classism get to me? Worrying about how I pronounce words or if I'm using region-specific slang all the time is so exhausting.

hi there <3 this is a topic near n dear to my heart because i spent so much of my life trying to avoid sounding appalachian, and the last few years of it desperate to sound so aggressively appalachian that yankees can't understand me, lmao.

that is all to say: this is gonna be long as usual.

first: class solidarity, family <3 this stuff really sucks.

what inspired me to push past the discomfort of using my natural accent after a lifetime of getting rid of it was actually along the lines of what you mentioned: people being shocked that i could be from appalachia, and be articulate at the same time. there are so many nasty, hurtful implications there.

i hate to say it, but there's no easy answer to this.

something in me just… snapped one day about ten years back. i started to look inward, and i discovered this overwhelming pride and passion and love for my home that i had denied myself my whole life, out of fear over how it made me look.

i started doing the self-work and digging deeper into that. it wasn't comfortable, but once i embraced appalachia, i wanted to defend her. the best way to do that for me was to be loud. my pride in where im from outweighed the rest.

maybe you should start there, too. look inward, break down your own subconscious biases about yourself and about our home. find out why you have been made to think this way.

work on loving the appalachian parts of yourself. GET. FUCKING. ANGRY. at those who poisoned your mind with this shit, and use that fury to work on dismantling the beliefs they imposed upon you.

because why shouldn't we talk like our mamas just because some asshole thinks its funny? why should we give up ties to our community and culture, just to be respected? why should every blessed conversation be emotionally and physically taxing just to make a classist more comfortable?

it isn't my shame to carry, and it isn't yours. it is their shame, and their self-work to do. it is not our responsibility to coddle their ignorance. that is on them.

now, when someone hears me talk, it causes a sort of dissonance that they then have to wrestle with. it shifts the discomfort and emotional labor away from me, and puts it on to them instead.

every time i speak proudly, they have to confront themselves and their biases, and how it harms someone that they respect--you.

and if they aren't the kind of person empathetic enough to do that, literally who gives a shit what someone like that thinks about you.

turn those 'jokes' they make about it right back on them:

why is drug addiction funny? why is incest and sexual assault of children funny? why are underfunded schools and a failure to give children across the nation a fair and equal education something to laugh about?

framing it in my mind that i was taking back control in conversations this way helped me speak more comfortably. it made me feel empowered.

i think of it like this: by speaking in my dialect and embodying positive and "unexpected" traits from the region (leftist politics, anti-racism, things like that), i reclaim my power. i use that power to slowly shift the opinions of appalachia with the people i interact with.

it was scary, and it's still scary. but by making a conscious decision every day to speak in our dialect and be courageous even when it's hard, we are reclaiming the parts of ourselves that they took from us. we are bettering the image of the region we love so dearly.

it is INCREDIBLY empowering now to settle into my accent. but it took a LOT of self-work, courage and self-respect to be able to do it.

it ain't easy. i do still struggle with it; i catch myself code switching all the time. i don't think you or me or any of us trying to reclaim our accents will ever fully escape the weight of the classism that dictated our manner of speaking for a huge chunk of our lives, unfortunately.

but if you do that difficult work, it is so, so liberating, family.

you can do it. talk to yourself when you're home alone. let the accent get comfortable again on your tongue. start there, then let that beautiful dialect out for the world to hear <3

[sickly-sugar]

what would happen if one dated all yanderes at once? 🤔🤔 who would survive lol

as their god i won't let them kill each other, but in the event that i wasn't there..

jay, jake, and bre would hate the idea of sharing their darling the most.

jay would be the one to worry about the most. all the yanderes could be pushed to violence, but it's jay's first response. jay would immediately notice jake's manipulation and kill him if i don't stop her. she would also notice bre trying to keep you away from her and kill him too. creed is too submissive and anxious, jay would honestly want to protect him just as much as he wants to protect you. sugar is delusional, and jay wouldn't hold it against her but if he notices her getting too clingy with you (very likely) his rage would get the better of him and he would get rid of her too.

"none of you deserve them. none of you can protect them like i can. you're a danger to them, and ill make sure you never fucking see the light of day."

hit count: 3. the first to go would be bre for his kidnapping attempts. second would be jake for his attempts to convince you that jay isn't trustworthy. sugar would be third for her clinginess towards you. creed is safe because jay can see that he is obedient and would never hurt you.

jake hates the others. they truly disgust him. he sees himself as better than them, and though he doesn't show it as obviously, he would do his best to convince you that the others aren't trustworthy. he would use jay's obvious violence as proof that she's dangerous to be around. he would try to convince you that creed and sugar are too unstable, that they're crazy and a bad influence. he would use creed's submissive personality to keep him away from you and sugar's delusions to convince her that he's in love with her despite his hate. through that, if he couldn't keep you from trusting them, he could at least keep those two from interacting too much. he would point out bre's attempts at isolating you and do his best to show that he's untrustworthy and likely some kind of crazy kidnapper. in the event that his attempts wouldn't work, he would hire hitmen to get rid of some and poison the others.

"oh sweetheart, i know you adore their attention but look at them.. they could hurt you. i don't trust their motivations and you shouldn't either. in the end, im the only one who's truly honest with you and loves you for who you are. just stay with me, okay?"

hit count: 4. jay would be the first to go, through a hired hitman. bre would be poisoned. creed would be sold to traffickers. sugar would be killed by jake himself, pushed to anger.

sugar is tied with creed for being most at risk while being around the others. her personality would make it difficult for her to see their motives and possessiveness, often misreading them as the other yans being in love with her too. she would easily fall in love with all of them, seeing them and darling as her new family. without my intervention, the other yanderes would immediately get rid of her for her clinginess with you and unyielding, obvious adoration.

"stay away from darling? oh its so cute how much you care about me! but there's no reason to get jealous of them, i love you all just as much!"

hit count: 0. she would be killed by jay, jake, or bre.

bre would also try to isolate you from the others, but instead of using manipulation as a first tactic like jake, he would simply hire hitmen. he doesn't trust any of them at all, his paranoia too strong. jay for her violence, jake for his masking, creed for his unsanitary and twitchy demeanor, and sugar for her clingy obsession. he would convince himself that the others are trying to hurt you, or him, and try to kidnap you away from them as soon as possible.

"don't worry hun, i won't let those nasty people near you. ill protect you. you don't have to worry about anything, because im here."

hit count: 4. he would hire others to get rid of all the other yanderes.

creed is the least likely to cause problems. his anxiety would make him less likely to try to take you for himself. but if you, at any point, implied you wanted him around, he would push past his fear and listen to any command you give him. he wouldn't listen to the others if he felt like it wasn't what you wanted. he wouldn't have strong opinions about jake and bre, just a general sense of being uncomfortable and not trusting them. he would see jay as your bodyguard and feel happy for the help, growing especially attached to both of you as jay tries to take care of him as well. he would also get attached to sugar for her attachment to all of them.

"a-are you sure you w-want me around? alright.. are the others bothering you? what do you want me to d-do?"

hit count: 0. without your order, he wouldn't hurt anyone.

overall, because jay isn't afraid to get her hands dirty, her senario is the most likely to succeed. hitmen take longer to hire, as opposed to immediate brute force. bre and jake would be killed immediately. sugar would confuse jay due to her easy love for both him and you. but eventually, her disrespect for boundaries would push him, and he'd kill her too. creed would survive, jay wouldn't be able to help wanting to protect him.

[tears-grow-gardens]

TW- ed rant

This is my first ever tumblr post. Normally I'm just a wall flower, sitting quietly in the tumblr corner reading other peoples posts and thoughts hoping to feel less alone in my own mind. I'm not even sure what I want to say but for the past 4 years I have struggled with my eating, some days are really bad and other days it's just like an itch, like I know all the rules, fear and guilt that has stained me but I feel stronger not to let it win. 2-3 years ago I was at my worst, I was in my 3rd year of University, I had lost all hope and drive in my life and I let everything crumble through my fingers, I was failing classes, isolating from everyone, loosing sight of my dreams and what mattered to me. I don't know who was holding the wheel to my life but I felt I had lost control with all of it. I didn't know how to change or help myself, I was so tired of always feeling like a failure to myself and everyone around me. I had been dealing with depression and anxiety for so long and serious case of undiagnosed ADHD and all these feeling felt so permanent, like they would never go away, so I turned to something I felt I could control, which was food. There was nothing I hated more in the world than myself, my body, my face, the way that I believed people saw me. I hated every inch of who I was. I thought that if i could control what went in i would get the results I've always wanted and maybe even get to like the way I look. And the results came, it felt so good to be able to get something right, like for the first time in my life I didn't feel like a complete failure. The feeling of hunger gave me power, how I didn't have to say words to people that I was hurting inside because they could see it from the outside. Wake up, look in the mirror, walk, workout, coffee, walk, coffee, porridge, starve, walk, mirror, bed. This was my life but fortunately or unfortunately I was sniffed out like a rat from one of my house mates who confronted me, it felt like I was standing there naked and exposed with all my secrets written on my skin. After that I felt I had to change, I felt watched and analysed with every move I made. My weight goals put into a box, I tried to make amends with my body and mind but from the years to follow the voices never left my head. Sometimes the voices are merely a whisper and other days the voices are so loud it feels like everyone else can hear them too. Now here I am on tumblr 4 years later writing to say I have relapsed, not that I think I ever recovered but more I was idle with temptation to destroy myself and now I'm back, born again to hack my body to pieces. Ive found myself almost everyday purging in the bathroom, even if its been a normal, healthy meal. I just want to crawl out of my skin and shrink into nothing. I don't want to die and I don't want to live like this but i feel years of rage within me of unnoticed pain that I want to scream to the world and let them know. I have dreams and I want them to exist one day as true but I don't know how I'll ever rid myself of these dark paralysing thoughts. I'm so tired of feeling unloved and lonely, in my 22 years of life I have never known what it is or what it feels like when someone choses to love you. Im so convinced by my own hatred for myself that I believe everyone else sees me the way I do. The toxic thing is, is that I want this for myself, I want the hunger in sanctuary of starving, I want to feel small and fragile and i want people to worry, i want them to say "she's lost weight", while they ponder on how hurt I must be to have lost myself this far.

Anyway enough for one day. idk if anyone reads these long word vomit tumblr posts but thank you if you've read this far and welcome to my fkd up mind.

[delusional-mishaps]

I am back!

And I would like to request for Error x Reader headcanons! I needs more fluff with my glitchy boi.

Like him getting a crush on reader! How would he act around them? How would he court them? Especially if Reader is a little shit and he’s like oh god I’m in love with this idiot-

SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING SOONER 😨

manbaby in denial manbaby in denial manbaby in denial

as soon as he finds himself thinking about you he cuts all contact.

or... he tries to.

he is a very lonely man and he misses you </3

he still tries! but when all his thoughts are devoured by your lovely face and your voice and your idiotic tendencies...

URGGG!!! GET OUT OF HIS HEAD!!!!!!!!!

he'll come trudging back all mopey and moody

"what the hell happened to you? aww did you get your ass beat?"

and when he just stares at you with a death glare and you start to get nervous...

"please im sorry for teasing you whats wrong 😰😰"

meanwhile he's staring at you like "why are you stuck in my head. i hate you. what kind of witchcraft did you use on me. why do i want to kiss you. OH MY GOD I WANT TO KISS YOU???"

thus he realizes he likes you. and he crashes. and youre left just staring at him waiting for him to reboot worried as hell because he hasnt said anything to you and why did he crash????

the next few days are :) odd :)

he'll appear randomly. and he'll leave randomly. and he'll crash randomly. and he refuses to give you ANY explanation why he's acting like this

meanwhile he's fighting himself internally the whole time. he wants to spend time with you because he likes you for some god awful reason, but if he were to distance himself this crush would go away wouldnt it?

does he want it to go away? he... isnt sure. he likes how you make him feel, even if it is sometimes nauseating

then things start to appear in your home. small things, most of which you dont notice. until it's things that realistically you shouldn't have. why are there floating rocks on your mantel? how are they floating?

he'll brush it off if you ask him about it.

"don't worry, it's fine. do you like them?"

if you really dont, he'll get rid of them

though, you asking makes him think his gifts aren't good enough for you. you wouldnt ask about them if you really liked them, would you? he has to up his game.

he also gets really particular about his appearance. if he does want to get with you, he has to make sure he's attractive. right? his old, smelly, ratty clothes wont do. he needs new things.

he makes them all from scratch :) and!! he'll perhaps fashion you a few new outfits while he's at it!

he gets very clingy once he accepts it. yeah, he has a crush on you. that means you're stuck with him.

spends more time around you. his love language may be quality time.

dude honestly has no idea what theyre doing. theyve never really felt this way?? about anyone?? EVER??? how do they romance you? do they just tell you?????

simple answer: yes!

they drop in one day, a ball of nerves and probably almost on the brink of crashing because they realize youre actually probably too good for them and why would you even like them? theyre rude to you, theyre rude to others, theyre so selfish...

but when they see you... oh, you're so stunning, even if you are only in your lounge clothes, hair messy and eyes still sunken-in with the look of sleep. certainly not the best youve ever looked, but what do they care? they... they love you.

and they tell you, awkwardly standing in the middle of your living room. they proclaim their love for you, however jumbled in the explanation of their feelings

and theyre so transparent with you in that moment... so vulnerable and open, letting their soul sing out for you, words spilling from their mouth without filter.

and finally, when they say everything

you say "i love you, too"

[itzstarzwrld]

YEAHHHHH PT2 BITCH

Brozone finding out about Stars hair pt2????

and a huge thanks to @tadpoletiddles for giving me ideas!!!

also....this is not self shipping it's just for my YourNotAlone!au :3

⭐a/n: I may or may not make pt3, but I tried to make this where the whole group finds out tehe ;)

(color code 👉🏾 Star JD Bruce Clay Floyd Branch)

tw: slight angst, self hate and a small sensory issue breakdown (it's short)

enjoy!!!!!!⭐

"I hope this doesn't end bad" she sighed as JD left the pod

Star continued her daily routine, but the images and comments from last night were stuck in her head "I thought she got rid of that" "white is so not popular" "she looks like a freak" "I wonder what happened to her hair"

she sat all day thinking to herself 'I can't let them find out.....' those same words kept repeating over and over, the more she thought of it the more her worry had increased.

~time skip~

it was now afternoon and Star was finally starting to calm down until... a knock was heard on the door "wonder who that could be" she got up to open the door to see all the bros, standing there, looking worried and concerned "oh!.... hey guys... what brings you here today?" after a few moments of silence, Clay finally spoke up "hey Star.... we just wanna talk and ask you some things, is it ok if we come in?" ".... um.... yeah, it's ok" her tail slightly swayed from nervousness as she let them in

Once they all sat in the pod, there was an uncomfortable silence until Bruce spoke up "so.... JD told us about the concert and we wanna know...... What happened....?"

Star felt a lump in her throat and her tail wrap around her leg when Bruce asked, she tried sounding calm as she answered

"W-Well....the doctors say I was born with it..."

all the brothers looked at each other then back at Star not convinced "bullshit, Star just tell us the trut-" "John!, we can't be so hard on her, you know how she get sometimes" Floyd interrupted, reminding John at how anxious Star could get in a situations like this

"Star, we just wanna know....what happened, you don't have to lie to us" Floyd spoke, putting his hand on Stars shoulder, trying to comfort her

"yeah, you don't have to lie cause, we'll be right here" Branch said also trying to comfort Star

"Thats it!" JD snapped "look Starlight, we just wanna know what happened and who might've done this, just give me a name and I'll-"

"JOHN YOU CAN'T BE SO HARD ON HER WE'VE TOLD YOU THIS" Bruce yelled having enough of JDs demanding

"IM JUST TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO HER HAIR"

"I THINK YOU MEAN WE WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED JOHN, WE'VE TOLD YOU THAT SHE GETS ANXIOUS" Clay shouted also having enough of JDs demanding

as the three kept arguing back and forth, Star tried her best to be calm, it was just too loud, her breathing got rapid and she got fidgety but no one noticed cause John, Bruce and Clay were arguing while Branch and Floyd were trying to break it up until

"IT WAS VELVET AND VENEER, THEY'RE THE REASON WHY MY HAIRS WHITE!" she blurted out, just wanting them to stop arguing

the brothers immediately went quiet until they all said "what?"

end, pt 3 coming soon.....

⭐a/n: I think this also turned out very good!!! lmk what you think!!!!

[mossycoffee]

October 18th 2024

Everything is a mess, this always happens and there's no one to blame but myself. I say the universe is testing me, but it's really just me making mistakes and not learning from

anything i do, the mistakes i make. I'm the one responsible for this. I put myself is these positions of life where i think it's all awful and im so unhappy and miserable but i keeping making these choices that make me feel this way. I can't blame others, I can't say "well if this didn't happen" Because i just need to think, use my brain and not let these things blur my vision. I'm worried about my future now. With the way that this life is going i have no idea what the future is going to be. I'm so worried about if im going to ever feel like myself or if im going to be that person that is always chasing after something i want to be. I want to work on those things and no feel like that, but i truly don't know how to get my brain to think different. I do the things that people say will make me feel better, i try to create routines, and practice self-care but it all feels fake. That im. Forcing myself to do this things, and having the expectation that it's going to make me feel better. I force myself to feel these fake positive emotions about myself and about life. I don't know what to do to get rid of the wall in my head. It feels like i have another side of me in my head that im trying to treat well, and im trying to make her proud so i do these things hoping that if i make this part of me happy then i will overall be happy and its never been that way but I still do it. What else am i suppose to do? I know that the second part of me i want to impress is deep down my mother, either im trying to make her proud of me or im trying to prove something to her. That other side has never been me, and its always been her that im doing these things for hoping that If i make her proud and happy then that will fix everything about me. I know, I really do know, that's not how this works and no matter what i do and no matter how hard i try that its never going to work out but I don't know how to move the path, and focus on making myself happy. On doing these things to make ME proud and happy. it's something I've always done and im scared that it's something that I will do my whole life. She lives out of state, and is returning in less than 24 hours and I've never been so anxious about it. I'm worried because I know that my room is messy, and i bet the house isn't as perfect as she wants it to be. I don't really live there but for some reason the responsibility of the house always falls on to me. My brother lives there and is there everyday all day because he works from home, but some how im the one that needs to make sure that the house is clean, the dishes are done, the trash is taken out, the cats are feed and have a clean area. But yet im not the one that's living there and making the "mess" I know that when she returns it's not going to be a fun time. I don't expect myself to change how I live my life, and where i sleep at night. I know that's going to be something that she's going to want to talk about and of course In my head im standing my ground, and vice created those boundaries with her. But the moment my eyes see her im 17 all over again and i have to do everything she says, I have to put my life on pause to make sure she gets what she wants, and im no longer a person, but i now belong to her. I've ran circles in my head on these things are going to go, the things im going to do and the things im not, how important it is to have these boundaries with her but I know I can't keep those walls strong. She hasn't been physically apart of my life for 3 years, living out of state, and me having to learn these things and learn how to be an adult on my own and she doesn't see the things that i do, she doesn't know that life that i live and i know that's going to randomly be a problem for her because I barley have time for myself, but i should have time for her and that i need to cancel the plans that i have for my life because I haven't seen her.

I hope i can do this and i can be the adult i say that i am, she's just someone that I can't use these skills with. She takes a calm conversation into a pissing match and that's never how i want things to go. I just want to live my own life, i want to be in control on my life but im in the backseat with a mask on and I have no idea what's going on. I need to take the wheel from the other side of me, and form her. I'm almost 22 years old i can have this person controlling me still. She doesn't support me, financially or emotionally so why should she have a say in other aspects of my life, she a should in her head think for a second that she has a saw in what i do with myself, and with my life at all. She needs to see those boundaries.

Ihope i can do this and i can be the adult i say that i am, she's just someone that I can't use these skills with. She takes a calm conversation into a pissing match and that's never how i want things to go. I just want to live my own life, i want to be in control on my life but im in the backseat with a mask on and I have no idea what's going on. I need to take the wheel from the other side of me, and form her. I'm almost 22 years old i can have this person controlling me still. She doesn't support me, financially or emotionally so why should she have a say in other aspects of my life, she a should in her head think for a second that she has a saw in what i do with myself, and with my life at all. She needs to see those boundaries i set and respect them and not see how fast she can break it down. I want to be a better person, I want to be happy, i want to wake up every morning energized and happy. i want to be excited to get ready for the day and go be a person out in the world. Work on myself and do the things that are going to benefit me, make me thrive and create. Not hold me down, doing the bare minimum, whatever is going to get me to the next day. That's not what i want my life to be, this is the only one i got, I know how cliche that is to say but it's true. Why waste this time wanting for something different, and not being happy. When i could be happy and thriving and living my best life? I've made these mistake, i know how my brain works (kinda), and I've learned my lesson so why keep making mistakes that make me question everything. I'm hoping that the only way that i can go is up. I'm going to really try and move up, learn what's going to make me happy, and not the secondary person i want to impress.

I don't want to wake up everymoring to make other happy, that's not my mission. I only have myself, when im alone it's just me and what good is it going to do if im alone, and im unhappy, but this one person that i broke myself to make happy is doing great, and is happy right now. That doesn't benefit me. I come first, im the most important person in my life and i need to learn that. I need to learn that all these people could leave one day. 5 years down the road and they might not be involved in my life anymore. 5 years down the road it will still be me. So focus on making ME happy!

This was very much of a ramble, and brain dump. It's been hard to find the words but once i started typing I couldn't stop and things just flowed out.

I hope everyone is doing amazing! Happy October :D Do you guys have any plants for Halloween? Costume ideas?

[osarina]

Hey hey hello!!

I know you are feeling down the past days but I hope it turns all better for you <3 especially with that upcoming trip :)

I don't know if you saw my previous ask or not but I forgot to mention how the song I recommend earlier [ilomilo-billie eilish] fitted much better after the reader in badlands died rather than before...my stupid mind remembered this info after I hit ask and I couldn't stop worrying about it 😅

I also had a little idea of uu!dazai sharing hos own memories of the reader and their death before his own to badlands!dazai before he jumped :'( and badlands dazai freaking out before calming down vowing in his heart to protect the reader just to fail and then get dejavu (*evil laugh*) don't know if this bit is useful to you in that promised last fic of badlands or not but just wanted to share this :D

It could be annoying but I really feel like you should have more appreciation of your way of writing. Not just the characters, but how you write thoughts, feelings, dialogue and even the background scenes are fantastic. I also really like fics that match the vibe of the character it's written about. This is subtley shown in your writing especially with dazai. Even in the happiest fluffy fics, I feel like it always has this light melancholy feel which I hate and love at the same time. I hope you achieve whatever you want to!

Omg This is so long💀 I am so sorry if it was annoyingly long cause I was nervous abt sending you an ask and if I ever do it, then all of those repressed asks come tumbling down and God I am getting embarrassed so byee fyo :>

TUMBLR USER SNOWSILVER2000 AGAIN, im sorry im so slow at answering asks LOLLL i fear that i am the worst forgive me. im sending u all of the love my sweet lil lovebug

OMG I HAVEN'T GOTTEN THE CHANCE TO LISTEN YET SO NOW ILL BE SURE TO KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN LISTENING <33 see its a good thing sometimes that im abysmally slow at answering asks.

OH MY GODDDDDDD UU DAZAI SOMEHOW BEING ABLE TO WARN BADLANDS DAZAI OF EVERYTHING AND BADLANDS DAZAI STILLLL NOT BEING ABLE TO STOP IT ?? THAT'S SO TRAGIC ILL WEEP, no because i imagine badlands dazai would also be soo overwhelmed by all of the memories too, like idk if you mean uu!dazai shares ALL of his memories with badlands!dazai or only about badlands!reader and what he knows of her ... but could u imagine he shares all of his memories and now badlands dazai has to cope with the fact that he gets reader killed in every universe .. maybe distances himself from her ... and then it all turns out that way anyway ... UGHHHHH waterloo is sooooo tragic. i love tragic romance.

tumblr user silversnow2000 you are so sweet i'll actually cry. that's actually something i try to keep in mind, especially while writing for dazai, because i feel like even in his happiest moments, he'll always be a bit withdrawn and solemn. imo dazai will never rid himself of that air of melancholy that follows him and it genuinely makes me so happy to hear that it translates into my fics. but truly tumblr user silversnow2000 you are so kind to me this was the sweetest compliment anyone has ever given to me, im straight up about to print this and like hang it on my wall for real.

DON'T EVER APOLOGIZE AND DON'T EVER HESITATE TO COME INTO MY ASKBOX, i might take forever to answer them, but they always make me so happy and warm. you're always sooooo happily welcomed here trust <3

[akiitos]

OHMYGOD UR REQS ARE OPEN YAAY!!!

hmm can i request prsk boys w a fem reader who likes to do very dangerous things? idk if u alr did this but like readers kinda crazy and like if for example someone wanted to play russian roulette w her she'd be like "holy shit how much is at stake ofc im doin it" 😭 idk don't overwork urself wawawa have good day nehehe

a/n: hii! tysm and you too<3 please enjoy, anon!

prsk boys x fem!reader

" ah- what do you mean you're gonna seriously play russiaN ROULETTE!? "

@ akito shinonome

• he's literally watching you like a HAWK. he's always behind you with a hand on your shoulder while shaking his head 'no'

• knowing akito, he tries to act stoic and all like he doesn't care but his actions defeat that whole facade. it's quite obvious how much this mf is worrying about you EVERY SINGLE TIME

• he always tries to prevent you from doing anything TOO dangerous.. he doesn't wanna see you get hurt!

• he often refers to you as 'that crazy [name]' when talking about you

@ toya aoyagi

• he is worried SICK ABOUT YOU I SWEAR... he's always holding you back telling you not to do some crazy stunt

• "[name]... please don't do that, you're insane..." said toya, with the most concerned face ever. he just doesn't want anything bad to happen, is all

• he's near you to make sure you don't go off doing anything dangerous. it happens so often that sometimes he even predicts what your next action is (that is definetly saying something)

@ rui kamishiro

• rui is known to be dangerous by some students from school, that including akito. so rui is definetly.. amused by some of your dangerous intents.

• he is concerned, and doesn't want to get rid of anything fun or exciting but he doesn't want you getting injured or anything like that!

• he definetly chuckles at some of the things you say. like, "oh yeah, lets go burn that real quick!" and he'd laugh but then be like "wait you're.. serious?"

• two creative minds think alike i suppose

@ tsukasa tenma

• being an older brother, out of habit he's very wary for you and literally prevents you from doing anything to harm yourself

• "[name]! don't go doing that, you're gonna get hurt! lets.. go do something more fun!" and then he makes you solve some puzzles with him 💀

• HE JUST. DOESNT WANT YOU INJURED

• sometimes he thinks your absolutely insane and will think you'd make good friends with rui

[smolsix]

-blows dust off this blog-

So

Little Nightmares III, huh???

I was trying to avoid being excited about it because no solid release date and 2024 could be a few months from now or a year from now and Idk how long I can handle being so fuckin hyped for this game YEEHAW

BUT I CAN'T, I KEEP THINKING ABT THE GAME AAHAHHGAGA

so here are my thoughts, if you wanted to know

FIRST OF ALL, i am so glad that after we saw LTNM II we thought it'd be co-op but it was just an AI, that we finally get co-op! AND ONLINE TOO, i spent the first day worried it'd be shared screen same room situation since i wasn't trying to get my hopes up but then I realised I can just.. google it.. AND IT IS!!! ONLINE!! IDK WHO I AM GONNA PLAY IT W FIRST AAAAAAAA

anyways, you can definitely tell it's a new studio working on this game, the world feels mostly the same but the character designs themselves are definitely stylistically similar, but not the same. With Six especially, the MC designs were very simplistic and realistic but used colour (or for Mono, a single design quirk being the bag) to stand out against their backgrounds and against the enemies which are largely neutral colours. But these new ones feel... "over designed"? On their own they definitely aren't, but in comparison to Mono, Six, Seven, and even NPCs like the flashlight girl, they have a lot more going on (especially the little wrench kid, Idk which one is Alone and which one is Low yet btw OOP)

Despite it being a new studio and you can tell, new puzzles and environments, they're still doing their best to have the OGs vibes and whatnot to feel familiar, namely in the trailer they bring back the fuses, and the additional gameplay video there's a short scene with an environment with all the shelves you can find in LTNM 1s gnome section (the one with the cart that is affected by the Maws swaying).

But regardless, it still feels different enough my brain is still nervous about it. I also feel In A Way about Tarsier having LTNM II explode and their franchise getting the attention it deserves, only to have it stuck with Bandai and now it's going to likely explode again and they aren't involved. Idk how anyone on that team feels about it, but if it were me omg.

Also the only boss we've seen so far (i hope they add more and i def want some to be a surprise so im not gonna assume this is the only one for now) feels... out of place? it has the design qualities of a LTNM boss, but the size of it makes it more of a spectacle than a warped/corruption of an adult. All the previous bosses fit in their environment, we are the small ones and they are scaled to the world around them. This is the first time, outside monster Six who imo is a bit of an outlier anyways due to her circumstances, we're getting a boss who is this huge and doesn't even fit their own environment. I hope we get a lore reason for this in some way, because currently the boss doesn't have the same vibe as the others and it's throwing me off a bit. Don't get me wrong, it'll be terrifying, but looking at the picture as a whole they are sort of out of place for me rn. I don't hate the bitch either, I'm not gonna be like omg get rid of it or change it, but it does strike me as odd seeing it for now.

And yes the tall man is too tall for a lot of things, but he's not THAT big. He's more like yer tall guy who hits his head off doorways, which happens irl anyways LMAO

Little Nightmares primarily tries to capture the feeling of being a small child and how everything is big and scary, but a doll that huge is out of the realm of reality set up for us already. It's gone from scary corrupted animal to godzilla, if that makes sense.

OH AND THE MIRRORS ARE VERY LTNM COMICS OF THEM TEE HEE < 3