#but i know it's just a phase and it will pass

[kurokawaia]

Hi, I read your story, where the kids are rude to mom (the kids of Bakugou, Dabi and Hawks) how do the kids react if their mom decides to ignore them as punishment?

AFTERMATH OF YELLING AT YOUR MAMA!

⋆·˚ ༘ * FEATURING :: Bakugou Katsuki, Hawks, Dabi - (separately)

⋆·˚ ༘ * WARNINGS :: none really, bakugou x fem!reader, hawks x fem!reader, dabi x fem!reader, x fem!reader, second pov, reader is a mother, kids have a little bit of attitude, kids are around 5-8 years of age, slight spoilers for dabi! I don't condone ignoring your children, please don't, + more? MINI DRABBLES.

DABI

Well, you and Dabi's son is a carbon copy of his father, so he acts the same when being given the silent treatment only less touchy (obviously da faq) The first stage is acting like he doesn't care, he will cross his arms letting out a grumpy huff while rolling his eyes, "Whatever, I don't need to talk to you anyways," is what your son will say, but, after a few hours he starts to feel a little weird. His mum isn't nagging, isn't scolding, isn't even looking at him and it feels so wrong because you always give him attention whether he wants it or not.

The second stage will be when he starts to get annoyed at not receiving any attention, he will trail behind you, definitely gets extra moody (shocker where he got that from) he will go around kicking random toys, furniture and overexaggerated sighs. This happens all until he hugs the back of your legs and mumbles, "I'm sorry I was mean, Mum. Can you talk to me again?" looking as far as you can behind you all you could do was regret ignoring him because of how dilated his cyan eyes were, having his lips in a sad pout and a sheen of tears glazed over his eyes.

HAWKS

Hawks’ kid can’t handle the silent treatment, because she is as needy as her father when it comes to attention. The moment she realizes you’re ignoring them, their brain starts spiraling because you usually just forgive her but Hawks suggested a different strategy. There is no phase one with her, she immediately tries to fix it with begs of your name and tugging at your shirt and a big pout on her face (something she learnt from Keigo). Due to you being used to Keigo's antics, you don't fold, then she goes running to her daddy, her head meeting at his lap as she sulks.

"Mummy is going to hate me forever," she mumbles in an overdramatic tone. The only thinks Keigo could do was laugh because he finds his daughter truly fascinating sometimes. "Sure she will, sweetheart."

BAKUGOU

At first, Bakugou’s kid scoffs, you gonna ignore him? Yeah, he's ignoring you too. He will let out the most dramatic huff and cross his arms and poke his tongue out at you and in the most unconvincing voice he will say, "Like I care!" Ti which, you have to force down a laugh that was about to slip out before Katsuki nudged your arm, making sure you don't break character. Although, just like his father, he will make every attempt to make you jealous and it's honestly the pettiest and funniest thing you will ever experience. Your son will say how much he needs his daddy's help right in front of you and Katsuki has to force down his laugh as well because you both know what he's doing.

Then a few hours pass and then he starts to finally let it sink in and then he becomes frustrated and here comes when he stomps up to you while your doing your skincare with Katsuki. "Yell at me, Mum!" he would pout and you were confused at what he was getting at before you let out a soft laugh, bending down to wrap your arms around your sweet boy and he does the same without any embarrassment.

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

honey's a/note: hope you enjoyed, this hasn't been proof read so there might be a few grammar and spelling mistakes ^^

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[leupagus]

Tuesday's House Budget Vote and what you may not have heard about

I'm reposting this from a reblog of a really great post about the work that Representatives Mullin and Pettersen did in voting against the GOP budget on February 25th, because I don't want to detract from that message.

Instead, I want to talk about the larger implications of H. Con. Res. 14 itself, and why the Democrats risked so much (in Mullin's and Pettersen's cases, actual harm) in order to show up for this vote.

The vote in question is starting the first of quite a few votes for the upcoming GOP budget; it's not a done deal by any means, this was just the vote to get it started, so to speak. But it was still a very, very, VERY important vote, because not only would failure be catastrophic, but so would a win that just barely squeaked by.

And this one squeaked like a fucking mouse in Murray's Cheese Shop.

Speaker Johnson has been waffling on putting this to a vote because there were several outspoken GOP members who talked a big game about opposing it. Usually this doesn't matter, since most bills get some bipartisanship, but at present the House is in GOP hands with only a three-member margin of error, with two seats vacant (note: those two vacancies are FL 1 and 6, which are holding their special elections on April 1 — lol — and which are EXTREMELY unlikely to flip but hey miracles happen! Donate or phonebank if you'd like!). And Democratic representatives have been voting in a bloc against...well pretty much everything the GOP's been pushing through since Trump took office. Not only that, but this budget is legit unpopular with a number of Republicans, so much so that Johnson pulled the vote at first on Tuesday because he knew it would fail if the GOP members who'd threatened to vote against it actually went through with it. What he needed was to either convince them all to fall in line, or resort to cheating.

So he did both!

He and Trump strongarmed all but one of the GOP holdouts into voting yes (Congressman Massie is in many ways a turd in a toilet, and his reasons for voting no were bad, but he did stick to his guns, I'll give him that). Reports of Trump actually screaming at one of the (female, naturally) GOP holdouts are...well, unsurprising, but that's how panicked they were about getting this bill started. Usually the Whip does this work, but Tom Emmer's been laughably bad at it and so they had to get Trump to actually do some work. Which is itself sort of astonishing. But even then, they weren't sure they could get it done.

Which leads us to part two of Johnson's plan: blatant cheating. During Pelosi's last session as Speaker, she allowed for proxy voting in light of COVID and, you know, the general state of things, but the second the GOP got back the gavel they nixed it right in the bud. This puts the Dems at a disadvantage right now because at least three of them are out for medical reasons — Mullin and Pettersen, as well as Congressman Raúl Grijalva who's fighting cancer at present. (He was the only Democrat who couldn't get to the floor for this vote, fwiw, and anyone who insists he should've can suck my left tit.)

So Johnson adjourned the House for the evening, sending everyone home, but told the GOP members to stay and then tried to rush through the vote before the Dems realized what was happening. His hope was that enough Dems would be caught flat-footed/not see the recall notice/be asleep watching Taskmaster (whoops that was me) by the time they got the message to get back to the floor. That way he could lose the holdouts but still pass the budget onto the next phase.

However! While Nancy Pelosi no longer rules the Democratic caucus with her iron fist and fabulous coats, my man Minority Leader Hakeem Jeffries learned quite a lot from her (and is pretty fucking genius himself). Not only did he and the other House leadership expect this kind of chicanery from Johnson, they had planned on it.

Because here's the thing: Mullin and Pettersen didn't get on a plane at the last minute on Tuesday; they'd gotten to DC on Monday, without telling anyone they were in town. They actually hid from the GOP members all day Tuesday in order to lull Johnson into thinking he had more of a margin than he did; if the GOP holdouts really had voted against the budget, then it would've failed. Which would have been a biiiiiiig problem for Johnson and Trump.

As it is, it's still a biiiiiiig problem for Johnson and Trump, because now they know just how razor-thin their margin is. More importantly, they also now know that the Dems will fuck with them just as much (if not more) as they will fuck with Dems. Congress (and the USA in general) has operated for years on the assumption that Democrats operate in good faith, while taking it for granted that of course the GOP ratfuck as much as humanly possible.

This moment is a chilling one for the GOP; they can't assume anymore that Dems will play fair or fight clean. Which seems like a very small thing in the larger picture right now, I know, and I also know that people would love for their Democratic representatives and senators to be more vocal and angry in public ways. I get that!

But this move on Tuesday night? Is actually going to have far bigger consequences than any meme or viral video or clever soundbite from a politician. Democrats are no longer playing by the rules that the GOP's ignored for years (if not decades); they're playing by the GOP's own rules, and they just might win.

[dent-de-leon]

Brennan: "...as all of you watch Nia step on a solid beam of moonlight, and walk across the sky, to her sister's body...You arrive. You see Lianna, the bridge of moonlight stretches before you, and...as you arrive, you see her beautiful smile on the face of the body. As you go to her, the moonlight keeps building around you.

As you kneel at your sisters side, moonlight swirls, and a beautiful woman with your sister's phase, the size of a mountain made of moonlight, is kneeling over you. All of you see the Moonweaver here in this space, embrace. And you feel tears of light streaking down her face and falling to her."

Celia: "Will I see her again?"

Brennan: "You don't recognize me?" The Moonweaver wears Lianna's face. Or perhaps it's more accurate to say--Lianna wore the Moonweaver's. You look and you see...Lianna's hand caresses your cheek. She diminishes and sighs, to be near you in this moment. She kisses your cheek, and you smell your sister, and she is with you, and around you.

She holds you tight, and she sighs, "I didn't want to say goodbye. I didn't know how much I wanted to stay...The day is coming where we will be sisters in Moonlight. And I hope that day is very far away."

Celia: "'Not too far." And while holding her beautiful glowing sister, she realizes that...she kept her promise. And it is not nearly like how she imagined it. And she...like cupping her hands when the rain fell, just says, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I don't know when I-- I don't know how. I'm not meant to, but you do. So I will follow you. I will continue to listen. I will continue to search. And I will find you."

Brennan: "She looks and says, 'We're leaving.'"

Celia: "Who's we? You keep saying 'We.'"

Brennan: "She looks up at the sky. 'You have to know. I grew up, side by side with you, and I knew that there was something strange inside me, but--'"

Celia: "Not strange. Beautiful."

Brennan: "She weeps openly, and she just says, 'I found it all out, through visions and dreams, that something was inside me...Our parents--they went, they made it to Vasselheim, they're there. They're there, you can go find them there, but...we're leaving. And--we're making--there will be a blanket of magic over this world, so no god can ever touch it again. But we couldn't leave the world on its own. And...my si--my other siblings. The gods--weren't sure that we would be able to share our gifts with the world."

"'And I said, 'If our love for them is true, then it will pass the mantle of protection. It will pass through the gate.' And they said, 'How could it be strong enough to pass a barrier that not even the gods can pass?' And I said, looking to my siblings, 'That the love of one sibling will be strong enough to pass. And it had to be you. I'm sorry. I'll be the first to go. And I know that you'll be strong enough to show that this love is still here, even when I'm far away.'"

Celia: She says, as she often does say, "It is unending...You'll watch us though? from the place you go to where you cant reach us?"

Brennan: "She looks up at the moon and smiles, 'In all of the vastness of realms to find, no gift was greater, than one mortal life with you.' She embraces you."

VERY IMPORTANT BONUS:

Celia: [with upmost sincerity] "Did you send the fireflies that day?"

Brennan: You see, the Moonweaver--Lianna--laughs, and just says--[with so much warmth and fondness and not a single idea what her dear sister is saying]-- "....huh?'

[shadow-work-toolkit]

Following on from my hidden pick-a-card reading (previous post on my page), here are the interpretations. Let me know if it resonates, I ADORE feedback.

PILE 1

The fulfilment you're looking for, either in your situation or just in life in general, is not gonna come until you detach from situations in which you're over-giving and under-receiving. You need that energy for yourself to put towards your own empowerment. You have so much potential to make the best of this situation and use it to propel yourself ever-upwards but a deficit of self-love makes you feel like you need to keep accepting second-best. You don't. The rewards are waiting for you as soon as you detach, and, tbqh, any people in your life draining you like that need you to detach too. There is a difference between enabling and genuine love. Everyone will benefit from genuine love in your life and/or situation, but no one is benefitting from the self-sacrifice you're engaging in rn. Put your energy towards developing your own skills and abilities, be persistent about standing up for what you know is right, and start listening to your gut feeling on things. It is correct. The other voices are not. Your intuition is the one that comes from nowhere and feels like gentle, loving advice.

PILE 2

If the minutiae of a situation is making you feel hopeless or overwhelmed, know that it is safe to let it go. Sometimes you need to hold tight to make something work but others that grip will only kill it or stop it growing, and this is one of those situations. The constant vigilance is preventing things from progressing. If you need a distraction, there is something you can focus your keen intellect on to pass the time until your other situation bears fruit, you just have to look up from your current thing long enough to see it. The outcome of the thing you're hyper-focused on either is up to or will feel like destiny when it manifests, it's out of your hands and possibly always was. Your fear of everything going to shit is not based on reality, just because it was that way in the past doesn't mean it will be this time. The path is quite literally blessed, just hidden to you at this time, but it will be made clear very soon. Possibly as soon as 8 days from now, but don't quote me on that lol. Just take a deep breath and try to look at it from above and not from in the thick of it and things will go a lot easier for you with it.

PILE 3

Someone's stubbornness is preventing you from moving forwards and is holding everything up. This could be a good time to meditate on it but I get the sense it's actually just getting in the way of you doing your work and knowing where to put your efforts. Try not to judge them too harshly, including if it's yourself being stubborn, coz the rebirth after this hold-up phase will be swift and powerful. Whether or not it's you being stubborn or holding things up, don't worry, there is plenty of other opportunity for advancement in this area (I'm sensing work but I'm tryna keep it general). And it's likely the situation is nearly over with. Once you've moved through the challenges, joy and happiness you haven't felt in a very long time is waiting for you. So don't rush, use this time wisely to take stock and plan your next moves, but be ready for things to change because that joy and happiness is soon and inevitable at this point. Expect full rebirth by May-June.

PILE 4

So looks like you're feeling pretty stuck and stagnant, something's got you indecisive to the point of inaction. You know what you want but you're not sure either how to get it or, potentially, don't feel good enough to receive it. But the truth is that you absolutely do deserve to receive what you want and actually more than that. You have the ability to get it too, don't worry for now about how stable it is in the beginning or if it's something that's going to be around for the long-haul. The universe is waiting for you to take the first step so it can lay down the path before you. The path only exists once you decide to take it. Idk I'm getting scattered energy a bit here so maybe work on your focus, use your intellect to rationalise it out a bit, and you'll see how to get around any obstacles you do genuinely face but tbh I'm getting that the biggest obstacle in your path is you, so just set your sights on where you want to go, let your feet start walking and you'll be amazed where you end up. You don't even think you're the Knight when in reality you are already the King.

PILE 5

Seems like you're in a bit of a transitional phase right now and feeing at a loss for where to start. You're not sure you can do it alone, but you're so full of impetus to begin. Start with healing and go from there, you have everything you need to get where you want to go but you won't get there if you keep focusing on what's missing or lost in the past. You're going to need to take life by the balls a bit but the rewards are so worth it. Everything you've dreamed can be reality if you balance the emotional/intuitive side and rational side of your brain. Overall it seems like you're in a way better position than you feel/think, or that there is not so much work needs doing as it seems from your perspective right now. You could be seeing real movement and change as soon as six weeks from now.

[authoratmidnight]

So I was looking through the OptiRatch tag, as you do, when I saw @energon-depo's post about 'Smokescreen is an OptiRatch kid'

And unfortunately it takes very little to get my brain worms going and that one did and I kinda wanna write this. Or at least, a re-imagining of episode 18 where that's the case.

Like. Sometime waaaaaay before canon, before the war, Orion and Ratchet had a little sparkling (Smokescreen). But then (perhaps near the beginning of the war? just after he became a Prime?) he went missing/was kidnapped. He was just gone (I'm sort of thinking maybe Ratchet and Smokescreen were caught in an attack and separated and when the smoke and dust settled he looked everywhere for the little one to no avail).

Eventually they had to conclude he'd died in the attack, because what else can they do? So they grieve and mourn (esp grieving the fact that, now with everything going on, they'll probably never have another one-not only is it far to dangerous to bring a life like that into the world, but if anyone were to find out that Optimus had family like that, it would be painting a target on their backs. he already has to keep his relationship w/ Ratchet on the down low now, a child would be far to risky).

Then we fast forward ahead however many tens of thousands-millions of years have passed and it's the present day on Earth. Team Prime is investigating that escape pod, gets jumped by the 'Cons and then BAM. Smokescreen appears.

And to Ratchet and Optimus, the moment they see his face, it's like they've just seen a ghost. Because he may be grown up now, but that face, those colours/markings, those features, it's the same, it's their sparkling. Of course they mask this well enough under a guise of just. Surprise at seeing another young Autobot. Meanwhile they're looking at each other like 'you're seeing this right??'

So they bring him back to base and ofc ask him about himself, how her got there, his name (b/c it can't possibly be him. it just can't). He gives the spiel we know. But also further prodding on Ratchet's part (while giving him a physical to make sure he's in good condition, don't need another wounded warrior on their hands) reveals that (as far as he knows) any family he had died in the war. His memories as a sparkling are hazy at best, he doesn't remember his parents.

He grew up alone and basically went from alone to the Elite Guard, to his station w/ Alpha Trion and then on Earth.

Meanwhile, Ratchet and Optimus are just 'oh sweet Solus Prime it IS him' esp when a test that Ratchet ran while doing his physical confirms relations.

So on one hand, they're ecstatic that their missing sparkling is alive and well. On the other, do they tell him??? They want to, Primus knows they want to, but at the same time it would be so dangerous, cause it would and could get back to the Cons and that would be painting the biggest ever 'take me hostage' sign on him. So maybe not yet but, perhaps one day.

Smokescreen is woefully oblivious to any favouritism going his way (getting to call Ratchet 'doc' w/o issue, being allowed to just. use the Phase Shifter whenever. god they try not to show favouritism but they slip up sometimes)

And then the s2 ending/s3 staring events happen and Ratchet is just gripped with grief at the thought he's lost not just his partner, but his child for the second time in his life. He is beyond relieved when they turn up alive.

Smokescreen isn't quite sure why Ratchet hugs him so tightly once they're reunited. Like, he's glad to see him too but uh, Ratchet you ok? He's also a bit surprised that Optimus isn't mad at him for disobeying orders (going back to save him when the base blew up, using the forge on him to save him), but he's not gonna complain cause it did work out.

Now Ratchet really wants to tell Smokescreen. After all that he deserves to know. Optimus still isn't sure (even though he does want to as well).

Maybe one day, when the war is over, when it's safer.

Also. Alpha Trion 100% knew who Smokescreen was (b/c he knows like everything) and orchestrated getting him guard duty there, with him, to keep an eye on Smokescreen/keep him safe. He also told him stories about Optimus Prime as a way for him to know about his dad (Smokescreen always had a fascination about him that Alpha Trion was happy to feed). He also orchestrated getting Smokescreen to Earth so he'd one day meet Optimus again.

[hansmic]

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han jisung x fem! reader

summary: Years into their relationship, jisung suddenly changes. He seems distant, his feelings no longer as clear as they once were. you wonder if his love was ever real or if you were just a placeholder. Can you find a way back to each other before it’s too late?

genre: angst, romance

warnings: um I guess han is kind of an asshole in this and cursing?

word count: 2.0k

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It had been 3 years since you and Jisung started dating. At first, the relationship seemed perfect. Jisung was everything you could have ever wanted. He was caring, loving, and always there for you. You felt like you were on cloud nine, and nothing could ever ruin your happiness.

But as the months passed, you started to notice subtle changes in Jisung’s behavior. He would spend more time on his phone, his attention shifting away from you. His responses became shorter, his affection less evident.

You tried to brush off these changes, convincing yourself that it was just a phase. Maybe he was just going through a rough time or was stressed out. But deep down, you couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. Every time you tried to bring it up, he would brush it off, saying everything was fine.

As time went on, those subtle changes became more apparent. Jisung would spend entire days locked in his room, barely even noticing your presence anymore. He would no longer spend quality time with you, and when he did, he seemed distracted, his mind clearly elsewhere.

"Jisung... we need to talk."

He was sitting on the couch, his gaze fixed on his phone. He didn't even look up as you approached, his fingers still moving across the screen.

"I can't right now," he replied, his tone short and dismissive. "I'm busy."

Your heart sank at his response, a wave of hurt and frustration washing over you. You had tried to talk to him multiple times, but he always brushed you off, making excuses.

"Busy with what, exactly?" You asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

He finally looked up from his phone, his expression annoyed. "I don't know, work stuff I guess." He replied, not even trying to hide the fact that he was lying.

You could see right through his excuse. It was painfully obvious that he was avoiding the conversation. It hurt, deeply, to know that he was putting his work before you.

"Jisung, we both know that's not true." You said, your voice growing louder, your frustration escalating. "You've been distant for months, spending more time on your phone than with me. I deserve an explanation."

He let out a sigh, setting his phone down on the coffee table. "I don't know what you're talking about. Everything's fine." He muttered, his eyes darting away from your gaze.

You shook your head, your jaw clenching in frustration. "No, everything's not fine. You've changed, and I can't even recognize you anymore."

He let out an exasperated sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Look, I don't have time for this right now. Can't you just leave me alone?"

His words hit you like a physical blow, and your chest tightened with hurt and anger.

"I'm not going to just leave you alone. I'm your girlfriend! We're supposed to talk things through when there's a problem."

He rolled his eyes, his irritation clear. "Right, because you're always so good at that." He said sarcastically, his words dripping with bitterness.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You asked, taken aback by his sudden hostility. "I've tried to talk to you multiple times, but you always brush me off."

He shrugged, his expression nonchalant. "It means you're always nagging me, always complaining about something. It's draining, honestly."

"So now it's my fault that you've become distant and cold?" You asked incredulously, your anger flaring. "I'm not nagging, I'm trying to resolve our problems! But you won't even listen to me!"

"Oh, here we go again." He said, rolling his eyes. "It's always about you, isn't it? You're making a big deal out of nothing."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. "A big deal out of nothing? You've been ignoring me for months, and you think I'm making a big deal out of nothing?"

"You're being dramatic. I have a job, I have responsibilities. I can't be glued to your side 24/7." He said, his tone becoming more and more detached.

"I'm not asking you to be glued to my side 24/7. I'm asking for a little bit of your time! Is that really so much to ask for?" You cried out, tears welling up in your eyes.

He huffed, shaking his head. "You're asking too much. I'm tired, I'm stressed. Can't you just leave me alone and let me have some peace?"

His words stung, and you felt your heart crumbling with every syllable that left his lips.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as the intensity of your emotions consumed you. You had reached your breaking point, and his dismissive attitude only fueled your anger.

"Is that what I am to you? Just a nuisance that gets in the way? Someone you can push aside whenever you feel like it?"

Jisung's expression shifted, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. For the first time, he seemed to realize the gravity of his words.

"That's not what I'm saying..." He started, but you interrupted him, your voice filled with a mixture of hurt and anger.

"Then what are you saying, Jisung? Because from where I'm standing, it sure as hell sounds like you're saying I'm an inconvenience to you." He looked away, his jaw clenching as he tried to find the right words. "I just... I need space, okay? I need some time to myself to deal with things."

The words were like a dagger to your heart. You had tried so hard to keep the relationship afloat, and now he was asking for space?

"Space?" You repeated, your voice barely more than a whisper. "You need space? After three years of being together, you're suddenly saying you need space?"

He didn't respond, avoiding your gaze, and his silence spoke volumes.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. After everything you had been through together, after all the sacrifices you had made, he was suddenly pulling away. "Is there someone else?" You asked, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them.

"What?" He looked up, genuine surprise flashing across his face. "No, there's no one else. Why would you even think that?"

The look of confusion in his eyes made you hesitate, but the doubts and suspicions that had been gnawing at your mind for weeks would not be silenced.

"How am I supposed to believe that? You've been so distant, spending more time on your phone than with me. You barely even look at me anymore." Your voice trembled, your fear and insecurity now evident.

"It's not like that." He said, his tone defensive. "I've just been stressed out with work. I don't have time to focus on anything else."

His words were a clear attempt to deflect the blame, and it only fueled your anger further.

You couldn't take it anymore. The pain and exhaustion were overwhelming. You needed to get away from him, from the situation itself.

"Fine." You said, your voice barely more than a whisper. "You want space? You can have all the space you want."

With that, you turned and walked away, leaving him standing there, stunned.

As you walked out of the apartment, tears streaming down your face, you could feel the weight of his gaze on your back. But you didn't dare turn around, knowing that if you did, you might break down completely.

You walked blindly, your vision blurred by tears. Your mind was a whirlwind of emotions, hurt, anger, and despair all fighting for dominance.

Finally, you found yourself in a nearby park. You collapsed onto a bench, burrying your face in your hands as you allowed yourself to fully surrender to the pain that had been building up inside you for months.

You sat sobbing on the bench, the weight of your emotions crashing over you like waves.

But just as the tears began to slow, a familiar voice broke through your thoughts.

"Hey." The voice was soft, tentative.

You looked up, your eyes widening as you saw Jisung standing a few feet away, his hands shoved in the pockets of his hoodie. He looked unusually nervous.

"Can I sit?" He asked, gesturing to the empty space next to you on the bench.

You hesitated for a moment, your heart still raw from the previous encounter. But despite the pain he had caused, you couldn't bring yourself to refuse him. Wordlessly, you nodded and scooted over to make room for him.

He sat down, the distance between you palpable. Neither of you spoke for a few moments, the silence stretching out uncomfortably. Finally, he cleared his throat, breaking the awkward tension.

"I was wrong." He started, his eyes fixed on the ground in front of him.

You remained silent, listening intently. A part of you wanted to lash out, to unleash all the pent-up anger and hurt, but curiosity held you back.

"I... I've been distant. And I've been selfish. I pushed you away, and I hurt you because I was scared." He continued, his voice growing quieter with each word.

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the raw sincerity in his tone catching you off guard.

"Scared?" You finally spoke, your voice barely above a whisper. "Scared of what?"

He took a deep breath, his shoulders visibly tensing. "I was scared of losing you. Of screwing things up. And in the process, I ended up doing exactly that."

A mix of pain and hope twisted in your chest. It was the first time he had showed any vulnerability since everything had started to go downhill.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you push me away instead?"

"I thought... I thought if I kept you at a distance, it would protect me. It was easier to be cold and distant than to open up and risk getting hurt." He confessed, his fingers fidgeting nervously with a loose thread on his jeans.

"But you ended up hurting me instead." You said, your voice barely more than a whisper. Your heart was a tangled web of emotions, the pain from his actions still fresh in your mind, but mixed with a glimmer of hope and understanding.

"I know. And I'm so sorry." He said, finally looking at you, his eyes filled with regret. "I never wanted to hurt you. I was just... scared. I didn't know how to handle everything, and I pushed you away because it was easier than dealing with my own fears."

You studied his face, searching for any hint of insincerity, but all you saw was genuine remorse. For a moment, all the hurt and anger subsided, replaced by a glimmer of empathy.

"Why did you come after me?" You asked, your voice shaky.

"Because I had to make things right." He said, his gaze never leaving yours. "I couldn't just let you walk away. I needed to tell you how sorry I am. And that... and that I don't want to lose you."

Your heart clenched at his words. A part of you wanted to believe him, to forgive him and move forward. But a larger part was still wary, still hurting from the months of neglect and indifference.

"I want to believe you." You said, your voice tremulous. "But I'm scared. You hurt me, Jisung. How do I know you won't just pull away again the next time things get tough?"

He reached out, taking your hand in his. "I can't promise I won't make mistakes again. I'm human, and I make stupid decisions. But what I can promise is that I'll always do my best to communicate with you, to never let my fears and insecurities push you away again."

As his fingers curled around yours, warmth spread through your body, the connection you had once felt so deeply reigniting. You wanted to believe him, to give him a chance.

"I...I need time." You said softly, your voice filled with vulnerability.

"Take all the time you need." He said, his grip on your hand tightening. "I'll be here. I'm willing to wait as long as it takes. And in the meantime, I'll do everything I can to make it up to you."

As you sat there, your hand in his, the clouds slowly began to clear away. The hurt and anger were still there, but underneath it all was a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, you could find your way back to each other.

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─── ─── ⋆

a/n: lmk if you want a part 2 of when they get back together.

masterlist is here!

[sillymuses]

The ghastly creature did as she did before, hovering and floating in the air while being out of Pomni's reach. Grey eyes would observe all the doors that they started to pass by. Many of them were crossed out. Must be the...former players. A brow raised as she pondered something.

"So...when one of you die." Spectra started in order to get Pomni's attention. "What happens? Do you just fade away?" The thought almost made her shudder. She didn't like that.

"Oh ho ho, I don't think so. You're not getting these back until I know I have enough energy to leave this place." Arms crossed over her chest as she shook her head. "Don't think I've forgotten what you were originally trying to do, Pomni. You get those glasses and I'm stuck in that room. This....Zooble can wait. Least they want an upset poltergeist on their hands?"

At last, they reach Pomni's door and the monster couldn't help but chuckle at the picture on it. Without wasting any time Spectra phases herself through it and into the room. Oh, this is slightly better than everywhere else. Not by much but there's at least a noticeable difference.

"Yeah, this'll do for now..." Spectra yawned before possessing the very bed itself. Guess that's how she's going to sleep for the time being.

Well, you learn something new every day, I guess.

Pomni assumes it might've been rude to assume monsters were completely mindless and couldn't do things such as dream as well. But that's the great thing about asking questions, after all. Sleep was one thing she could believe, dreaming was another.

A nightmare? Maybe for Spectra, it wasn't a too far off stretch for the jester also, more an inconvenience; sometimes just getting cradled by the night encased by the only ample light being the plate sized moon was something she didn't know she'd feel a sense of forlorn about. A full moon in a starry night, staring at the sky full of twinkling lights to connect the dots and create pictures from.

A commodity of normalcy she didn't she'd miss.

Pomni shifted on her heel, changing her trajectory and heading towards the direction of the hall that resided and held the hallway of dormitories everyone called their own instead of continuing onward with their original search for a certain pair of dentures.

⸺ ❝ Well, we'll give it a shot and see. Though, err .. I'm - sorry to say this but, I'll need those glasses back once we get to my room. If they were mine, it'd be one thing but they're not. I have to give it back to Zooble. I'm just thankful they let me have them for so long already. ❞

[zeldalizzy]

Hey everyone!!

I am suffering through severe art block right now lol, but I am pushing through to complete the Disney Princess x LU crossover series (only one left!!). With the busyness of New Years, it might take me a bit longer than usual to finish, but I am determined to complete it!!

That being said, since I have absolutely no idea what to draw, I thought I'd ask you all!! Any ideas for Linked Universe fanart? It can be anything, and you can request it through my ask box! Just make sure it's family friendly 😊 You can find my request policy on my blog!

Thanks so much! Hope you all are doing well!! 🩵

[my-name-is-apollo]

I know Ares being Zeus' least favorite child is a popular interpretation, but I think it's interesting that Callimachus' hymn says otherwise:

And thou didst not tremble before the anger of Hera, who murmured terribly against all child-bearing women that bare children to Zeus, but especially against Leto, for that she only was to bear to Zeus a son dearer even than Ares.

– Callimachus, Hymn to Delos (trans. A.W Mair)

Only Leto would bear a son who would be dearer to Zeus than Ares is. Which means that the sons that other women bore were not as dear to Zeus as Ares is, if I'm interpreting this correctly. It's honestly kinda fascinating.

[pkmn-smashorpass]

Okay I have to say something about my absence. I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive. I’m glad the polls have been posting but honestly I have 2 queued polls left. I’m gonna tell a personal story but the moral is that the blog will continue. Just in a different way.

So when I started this blog I was unemployed and depressed. My dad had just died and that was on top of a bunch of other terrible things happening in my life. I was taking a break from working and I was able to live off of the small inheritance I got. And honestly the time was great for me. I started this blog on a high whim and I had no idea it would go anywhere. I know I’m not famous or anything but I’m in love with the community we have here and I want to keep it going for yall.

I just don’t have the time or energy anymore now that I have a job and I’m focusing on my life. I want to keep this going because I love it. And I love yall. I’m just gonna have to limit my interaction. I can post polls and post asks without any comment which is my plan. I just can’t be as involved as I’ve been. I apologize and I hope yall understand. I love the community we’ve built I just don’t have the time anymore. Love yall ❤️

[j0kers-light]

Three Steps Back

Ooooh this was the settling in phase chapters walking on eggshell around Joker. Good soup.

You were unable to come to terms on what almost happened between the two of you, so you decided to pretend that it didn't happen in the first place.

Who’s gonna tell her? 🥴

He wormed himself past your defenses in just a few day's time with minimal effort on his part. When did you lower your guard around him? One minute you were guiding him towards the bed, the next he was making a pass at you.

The man got rizz Y/n! Natural charisma n’ stuff. 🔥🔥

You never cared for the color green until you met Joker. He made the hue come alive and take on a much deeper meaning. In less than a week, you saw the color in everything.

Y/n you’re starting early on the “I might have feelings criteria.”

You couldn't get his eyes out of your head even if someone paid you to. How could something so dark and dangerous be so warm and inviting? Up close you didn't understand why the populace was terrified by his gaze; it was intense and gorgeous in your opinion. You could write essays on what you saw swirling within them.

I was down bad when I wrote this paragraph 👀

It was agreed upon that he would stay for two weeks until his stitches needed to be removed but you knew something would ruin that target date.

Gotta love foreshadowing. I wonder what would ruin the original two weeks deal?

You were stuck with him now. No take backies just because you couldn't handle your psychotic roommate trying to kiss you.

And they were roommates! 🤣

You just refused to fall for a guy like Joker. Simple as that.

Elsewhere, Joker was finishing up the breakfast hash you made him when he heard the loud crash in the main room. He tried his hardest not to panic as the silence dragged on but breathed a sigh of relief once he heard your sarcastic ramblings drift down the hall.

Why you panicking Joker? You’re not supposed to care, remember? 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏

He didn't know this interview had aired so he needed to watch every second to add anything said to his pre-existing notes. Some would say Joker was obsessed– he just considered himself a huge fan of your work and wanted to appreciate all the content you provided.

I would literally pass out if Joker was obsessed with my work or anyone for that matter. You wanna interview me?

He really spent two hours thinking about you. He really needed to get out of his room.

Certified simp!

“Don't worry that pretty little head of yours! For now on, I'll keep my hands to myself, bunny."

No he won’t. Ahhh he’s using that name we totally don’t like him using! It’s so cool to go back and see how we accepted Bunny as a nickname. Slowly but surely.

Call mom, she calls GCPD, the police swarm your apartment, both you and Joker are taken into custody. You confess he forced you to heal him and after a call to your lawyer, you'd be given a deal to save your own behind. You could write a story about your ordeal and make a fortune off of it while Joker rots away at Arkham Asylum. Roll credits.

This was so not how His Lighthouse was supposed to end hahaha 👀🫢

“Does that mean I can hold your hand?" He asked.

I’m not sure if Joker was teasing or being serious here.

Of course there were plenty of times he wanted to smother you with a pillow or stab you with a butter knife, or strangle you with his bare hands, but every time some unknown power steadied his hand.

😭😭 This is a good dive into Joker’s mind. He’s still an insane psychopath but he’s battling inner demons in order to begin loving Y/n.

He couldn't resist teasing you. "Ah, are you showering with me Bunny?"

Chaos are you hinting at a shower scene between these two!? Why yes I am!

His Lighthouse Re-Read Thread

Hey hi my loves!!! I've read my own story 14 million times but I never did an official reread thread so thank @jaysmentalspace for what's about to happen! 🖤✨

This will be an interactive thread. Yes, you can join in with your own comments, reblogs, whatever! I will start from chapter one and I guess, review/commentate my own story! I hope you enjoy the ride. There's gonna be fun facts, behind the scenes commentary, who knows. 🤷🏾‍♀️

His Lighthouse masterlist let's get started.

[july-19th-club]

giggling and kicking my feet and prancing into my armchair to watch this annoying guy do embarrassing things on my tv show with his hot friend . and also Tim is there

[fishparasite]

idk man im sure therapy is helpful for a lot of people and for a bit in those years where i wasn't in therapy i thought it would be helpful for me but every time i go back to it it just kind of sucks. i don't think im built for it

[tennessoui]

FULLY agree with the daddy/clown thing. Every time I see an author put Anakin in the Top Only box because of "Vader energy" and BoTtoM aNaKIn is BoRInG I want to scream. The man is DESPERATE for a gentle Dom and yet people keep forcing him to fuck nasty when all he wants is a cuddle

(Fully on board with top anakin BTW but I believe in switch supremacy with a 60/40 in favor of bottom anakin)

i think my takeaway opinion of that post is really just what I put in the last tag I made aka something like “maybe neither of them is daddy dom maybe they’re just clowns helping put each other’s make up on”

i definitely go through phases of interest and preferences when it comes to this ship and I think if I didn’t I genuinely wouldn’t still be here after almost three years because of how my brain works with things I’m interested in and right now I’m just in a phase where I’m just. so tired. of the focus on d/s as a core and universal element of obikin. I think obi-wan in canon would be a shit gentle dom. dom in general. I think anakin would be too, and they’d both be shit subs. It’s gotten to the point where something with my brain right now is just going ❌❌ whenever I even see those words.

they can just fuck. they can fuck nasty and fuck up their relationship and even fuck up the galaxy and not have anyone be a gentle dom. or anyone be experiencing subdrop or be a needy sub or whatever. he can cuddle without it being a part of aftercare. people who are not in relationships that have a d/s dynamic cuddle too and i know that’s something we do understand but it’s not something I’ve seen a lot of lately and I genuinely miss it

[age-of-moonknight]

“The Past is Present,” Phases of the Moon Knight (Vol. 1/2024), #3.

Writer: Justina Ireland; Penciler and Inker: Daniel Bayliss; Colorist: Dee Cunniffe; Letterer: Cory Petit

[britneyshakespeare]

I have to be so honest and vulnerable with you for a second. I keep thinking of getting another complete works of Shakespeare