#but ik it does not help to dwell on that.

[wutaijiemei]

i have so many talents. such as having a day where mostly only promising school things happen for me and then spending the night thinking i should rly drop out .

[junicult]

What are your thoughts on the bachelors heights??? I've been thinking a lot about Harvey and how much of a gentle giant he is, and I know you'd have some thoughts as well haha

!! harvey headcanons w/ his height

contains ; fem!farmer. mostly fluff. suggestive. reader is implied to be short / average height. tw; me saying like 10,000 times. sorta size kink. established relationship.

note ; i was gonna do all of them but i got too carried away lol

- he’s like, 6’2, 6’3.

- and omfg…

- 😮‍💨

- one of the first things you noticed about him was his height.

- when you were popping into various shops to introduce yourself and see what the town had to offer,

- obviously you’re not gonna miss the man TOWERING over the counter just feet away.

- and when you got closer to properly say hello, you were nearly craning your neck.

- he’s smiling to be polite, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he leans down to show he’s not intimidating.

- i feel like one of his insecurities might be his height a little bit.

- just because he’s aware of how tall he is, and how much it makes him stand out.

- ik he hates the attention it brings to him when he’s out in public.

- i feel like he lowkey tries to hide it, too.

- like, trying to sit in a chair when he’s in a crowd of people, flatter fitting shoes, hunching a bit when he feels distracting.

- but other then that, i don’t really think he minds all that much.

- maybe he did when he was younger, and it was more noticeable—but at this time in his life; he has other things to dwell on.

- especially after you once admitted that you’re really attracted to that part of him, (i.e drunkenly telling him u wanted to climb him like a tree once.)

- he got a little ego boost that day😚

- even tho he’s made aware of this; he’s still utterly clueless about it.

- when you watch him duck his head a little to avoid a dip in the ceiling…lord.

- when he comes up behind you to help you reach something on the top shelf, absentmindedly placing his hand on your waist and pressing up behind you, before handing you the object and smiling innocently after the fact.

- like he had no idea what he just did.

- WHEN HE LEANS DOWN TO KISS YOU EVERY MORNING.

- even sometimes when he’ll cup his hand along your jaw so subtly, lifting your chin.

- and he STILL has NO IDEA what he’s doing.

- i just imagine like, you’re distracted looking at something outside, and he’s getting ready to leave for work but there’s no way he’s not about to kiss you goodbye like always.

- so he just cups his hand under your jaw to bring your attention back to him, planting a soft kiss, and turns to head out.

- you just look at him in awe, frozen in place, to which his face drops because now he thinks something’s wrong and he’s just like, “what? what happened😧?”

- there’s a lot of little things harvey does to remind you of your height difference.

- aside from the moments where it’s totally obvious.

- such as laying in bed together. he’s just engulfing you, feet hanging off the end if he straightens himself entirely.

- even when you stand up and he’s still laying down, and you can just see how small the bed actually is compared to him. (& after u get married u both have to go mattress shopping together 😭😭<33)

- which is also another reminder because when you sleep in his bed at home, you’re just a third of the entire mattress.

- that time when he was trying to move past you, so he placed his hands on your hips and lifted you a bit, only to then instantly remove his hands despite him being married to you for a year.

- when u try to take a bath with him😭😭

- it’s just not comfortable. it’ll never be comfortable.

- for some reason, i feel like him being oblivious to how attractive you find it, makes him more attractive.

- cus he’s not doing these things to get a rise out of you, he’s just merely existing. so for him to find out that he turns you on by just being himself…yeah. that does something to him.

- he’s so not the type to throw you around in the bedroom. he’s just not.

- & he never will be, too.

- but sometimes, when he gets into it, & he sees you underneath him…he gets it.

- how when he holds you, he’s literally holding all of you.

- only you have the capability to make him feel cocky.

- in general tho, i don’t think he thinks too sexually about it.

- although, after a while he does start to think of it as an advantage.

- when you’re passed out on the couch, or even outside, he doesn’t have to try very hard to scoop you up and carry you to bed.

- the times when you visit him at work, dropping off a cup of coffee, and all he has to do is lean over the counter to give you a chaste kiss.

- when it’s crowded while you’re brushing your teeth together in front of your tiny bathroom mirror, so he just stands behind you.

- and despite him being the sweetest, gentlest man ever,

- to the unbeknownst eye, him being so large is intimidating.

- if he were to take you out on a date in the city perhaps, where the crime rate is significantly higher, he can use his height as another excuse to keep you safe. despite you being the one that could actually do damage to a potential threat💀

- no one would want to approach a man towering over everyone else, and a woman w a fucking sword sticking out of her backpack😊

- if that were the case, he’d do anything for you.

- even when you’re in the comfort and safety of your little town, he’d still do anything for you. i don’t think there’s any surprise in that.

- he likes the fact that you’re at the perfect height to rest your forehead on his shoulder when you come up behind him.

- & vise versa, when he wants to rests his chin on your head.

- i think it’s safe to say that one of his favorite ways of showing affection is kissing you right on the top of your head.

- he really is a gentle giant 😭😭🩷

[pineapplehazard]

Just finished s7!!! Right on time✨

Now did I cry when Eddie said goodbye to Chris? Yes, yes I did.

But here's my thoughts about the last two episodes:

- Eddie Diaz : the whole thing with Kim was actually crazy of him, but her playing Shannon?? That man has a reason to act like a mad man but girl what are YOU doing?? That was a quick expedition out for Marisol too, Buck and him see to have a way to make girlfriends disappear this season.

- Chris Diaz : valid. I get why he thinks it's better for him to be away from his father for some time, it's probably a good thing actually for them to have space to breath and accept what happened. But the Diaz parents?? Ramon shit talking about Shannon every chances he's giving (he literally did it at her funeral that man has no shame), and Helena acting like she just won lottery, please at least ACT like you're not happy to take Chris from you son. Honestly if my own mom wasn't sitting right next to me I would have been insulting both of them so MUCH.

- Hen Wilson : I'm mad that they were all going to be happy and then that woman whose son hasn't been mentioned since like ep2? comes to take her revenge out of nowhere. When I saw Mara all closed on herself and quiet when Hen visited her that broke my heart😭 then at the end the emotional whiplash of Chris leaving, instantly followed by the Wilsons getting reunited with Mara, ouch (is it like 'a soul for a soul' but with family, like they CANNOT be happy at the same time??), also I know the plot was for Gerrard to come back, but I love Captain Wilson, and I wanted her to take after Bobby

- Chimney and Maddie: they're relatively absent from the final 2 eps so I don't have much to say, I loved Chimney calling Gerrard trash to his face, and I loved Maddie. I just love Maddie.

- Buck : such a good husband for his chaotic dating-the-doppelganger-of-his-deceased-ex husband... He was just so supportive and trying to help, gosh he's just so cute. But MORE IMPORTANTLY where's my angst?? You're telling me Bobby's in a coma, and all we got from Buck (who's basically his son) is one line of dialog AFTER we know Bobby's going to be alright? Sentence immediately followed by an awkward sex joke argh!! My favorite thing about 911 is Bobby and Buck's relationship and I don't know if it's just an impression but i feel like they barely had any interaction this season, I missed them, I need more of them!! Also all things considered Buck had quite a quiet and calm season, which does feel weird and not something that will stick

- Athena : she mentioned Emmett and I was just woop crying incoming! I'm not gonna dwell on the whole cartel thing, I'm sure people already express so many opinions on this, my real question is how many times can Athena break rules before getting a problem with the hierarchy? (ik she did in s1, but since then she's been pulling some sketchy moves from time to time with no problems afterwards). Also ik the house was going to burn but I hadn't thought of the implications, that they would loose all the memories and stuff and that's so sad, I totally get her panic about wanting to get everything that's on her phone to still have SOMETHING.

-Bobby : please bobby never leave the 118, maybe they could handle it but I couldn't, so please don't leave ever.

(-Tommy : whether you ship them or not, the last scene we got of them together (dinner at Buck's) should start an alarm in your brain about their future together, specially once you consider Gerrard's come back. Tommy literally says that Gerrard's the closest things he got to a father figure when he was in the 118, and that it didn't help him be a better person. (ik he's not saying he saw Gerrard the way Buck see Bobby but he still acknowledge that he saw him as a model of some sort), that's the online line 'acknowledging' Tommy's past actions, but also showing that he followed Gerrard's lead, and we know Buck is not going to appreciate Gerrard's way of leading and this definitely could be a big cause of conflict between Buck and Tommy...)

It feels weird to finally be up to date, and to know killer bees will attack LA in two days😭

I FORGOT RAVI!!

He was there for 3seconds but still, I was so happy seeing him, and ik so far it doesn't seem he'll be back in s8 for some time, so I'm devastated

[jolynesmom]

do u ever struggle with all of the morally? sometimes at my lowest i feel like im doing something wrong. how can i bear to leave the people i love the most behind? why do i keep wasting my life away for something im not even sure i want, and something i definitely can’t reach

ik you’ve had experiences with actually shifting + the void so id appreciate your insight. im so sorry if this is a very heavy question - ur welcome to skip/delete it.

hi, I actually really like this question and I wanted to talk about this at some point, but didn’t really know how to approach it

I was actually in your exact situation around 5 years ago when I discovered reality shifting. while I was excited at the beginning, it quickly dawned to me that “is this not selfish? I don’t think I can bear to leave my family behind” and I think I spent one year, if not more than that, just dwelling on the situation instead of focusing on shifting

my view on this situation has totally changed, understanding what reality shifting really is and what it means to shift, but also maturing as a person has really changed my perspective

we, as shifters and spiritual beings, need to understand that this reality is not the default and anything can be manipulated at will, but sometimes we are to attached to physical possessions and are afraid to let go. you are not selfish for wanting better for yourself or shifting and you are definitely not leaving anything behind, including your family. even if you shift for 1000 years you can always come back here and your family is still going to be the family you know, they’re not going to be replaced by aliens. even if you permashift you can still come back here!!!

I have shifted before, and even if I only spent a few minutes in my dr, I can confidently say it’s not as spectacular as some people make it seem. when I shifted it felt so natural that I didn’t even realize it at first. it’s like waking up in your cr here, your mind doesn’t register you’re in your cr and everything falls naturally

think of it as going to a solo vacation in your cr. you are kilometers away from your parents, you may not talk a lot, or even at all for the time being due to the time differences, but they’re still there and you can return to see them at any time

it honestly makes me so sad to see people say they’re undeserving of happiness, this world is really fucked up and, trust me, I used to be afraid of being selfish too, but I’m so glad I overcame it because being selfish is the most liberating and fulfilling feeling ever. even if it feels strange at first, at some point it will stop feeling wrong

is it too much morally for me? no, it’s not. as I said, I overcame this a long time ago when I learned what reality shifting really is. I don’t really know how to put this into words, but I just don’t care anymore about the concept or overcomplicated stuff. it’s not grandiose, I don’t feel like a mutant and neither does my family after successfully shifting, everything feels the same here. it’s liberating and it helped me grow me as a person, I don’t see it as letting go of this reality or the people I love here, but more like as an experience for myself and my soul

instead of thinking it as a big change or deletion, think of it as a vacation or as a new experience you should embrace. as I said, you can always come back and nothing will feel out of place 🤍

[iho6hi2]

Bastard - ❤️, 💔, 🍓

Bllk manager - 🐞, 🥊, 🚨

(Ik 6 is a lot but Im nosy)

Thank yuo for being nosy and curious 😢😢 *cries* You know how much I love it thank you :D Never stop asking me stuff!!

Bastard:

❤ (Who is the most important person to your character? To what lengths would they go to protect this person?) - To Toshiaki, it's not just a singular person, but rather one group of people. They think that their teammates, managers included obviously, are the most important people to them and they would probably **nonchalantly** mutilate anyone who hurts their feelings and be like "What're you crying about? I didn't skin them alive just for you to be snivelling like a baby" #Bastardcore 😍... Don't feel too disturbed BTW them ruining someone's life on your behalf is just how they show affection

💔 (Who has your character hurt the most? Physically or emotionally? How did it feel? Did they regret it?) - Emotionally, I think Bastard has hurt Natsumi the most 😁... Both intentionally and unintentionally but that's meant to be obvious considering their toxic yuri status. Y/n has only ever hurt Natsumi because they think it's better this way so in the end, they believe they're doing the right thing by driving her away. They genuinely believe they're doing her a favor by pushing her away and hurting her, but regret amd guilt come hand-in-hand after committing to it

🍓 (Does your OC believe in anything? Are they superstitious? Religious? Atheistic? Has anything in their past made them that way?) - Toshiaki doesn't like to dwell on highly philosophical and theological problems and themes because they believe it doesn't matter in the end. However, they're not one to put someone down because they're religious and neither do they completely throw the idea of a god existing out of the window, but they don't concern themselves too much with things that don't interest them.

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Bllk Manager:

🐞(What does a perfect day look like for your OC? What do they do? What do they see?) - I will attempt to answer this with her words... "My day is perfectly ordinary <333 I wake up in the Blue Lock prison and bask in the tension between the players and managers! They look so cute when they act all uptight and anxious ^_^ Then I get my tray and stab holes through my breakfast before throwing it at the nearest manager's head!!! Uh-oh she's mad now oops :((( Then I help the stupid ugly crazy boys train and track their data... Boooring *yawn* I love going to the onsen tho!! It feels soo good to soak in hot water after a long day of putting up with disgusting pieces of trash... reminds me of the time I broke into this one girl's house and took a shower in there teehee 🥰🥰 such fun times!!!!"

🥊 (Has your character ever been in a fight? Did they win? Do they fight often? Are they trained professionally or self-taught? Do they enjoy fighting or only do so when necessary?) - Yes. Yes. Yes. 😁😁 She's self-taught because she believes that a job is only well-done if you do it yourself. She enjoys fighting but doesn't actively pick one, she's more-so the type that can smoke someone's pack if needed but other than that she likes spewing death threats to her opps and telling them how they will die in 10 years if they don't stop bothering her. The type to bring bear mace to a fistfight. Don't engage.

🚨(What's your character's relationship with the law? Have they ever been arrested? What for? What are their opinions on law enforcement?) - "FUCK THE POLICE!! ROB BANKS!! STAB STAB STAB!!" - her probably. The type to have a criminal background with the most random crimes committed and to have been in a cell for 2 years after disemboweling her unfaithful bf at the mall

[chaisshitposts]

https://www.tumblr.com/chaisshitposts/731358282086793216/how-about-if-i-affrim-ill-wake-up-to-my-dream?source=share

Affirmed I'll wake upto my dream life and it didn't work?

anon— 🧍 honey, sweetie, darlin'— listen to me, when creatin' a new belief, ya need to practice it. and by practice I mean ya need to continuously say/think/affirm that new belief, regardless of everything and anything. it doesn't matter if right now yer 3D does not reflect the life ya want, keep affirming, keep thinking thoughts from the perspective of having your dream life. circumstances never matter when you're creatin' new things.

you have your dream life in your head, and ik we all get tired of people sayin' 'the only true reality is the 4D' or 'dont react to the 3D'. what imma need you to do is continuously think from the perspective of your dream life. think whatever you want that affirms the things you want. be delusional, be consistent, be responsible and watchful of your thoughts.

now, we're all human and we still need to live the lives we have in the 3D but ALWAYS keep thinking from the perspective of your dream life. you need to be stubborn about the things you want.

and no you don't need to believe your affirmations or thoughts, all you need to do is repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, stop your negative thoughts and doubts before they can FINISH, and repeat your affirmations, do not entertain the old story by dwelling on it. correct those old ideas gently but authoritatively as if you were teaching a child.

you have to forgive yourself for the doubts, negatives, and all that other bullshit because you are now relearning something, you are rewiring not only your brain but your way of life. your circumstances do n o t m a t t e r, do not accept what you don't want.

I don't care if you've got negative three dollars in your bank account, look at that shit and say 'Damn! Look at all the money I got, holy SHIT!!!"

I don't care if you used to think you were dumber than a sack of shit and are staring down at a failed exam. Look at it and say 'Woah! I can't believe I aced this??? What the hell-- I didn't even study!"

I don't care if every time you look in the mirror you hate what you see. Look at yourself and say "Have I always been this pretty? Shhhhhhiiiiitttt... Vogue should sign me."

You need to practice hyping yourself up. Gaslight yourself until the lies become your truth, but don't stop living your current reality, just pretend that you're doing the things you want to be done in your dream life. Your subconscious is blind after all, the only evidence and proof it has are your dominant aka repeated thoughts and words.

I don't care if it's hard at first, keep practicing and soon it'll become easier than ya could have ever imagined. And if you can't help but to spiral or fall into a moment of sadness bc of some shit ya saw in the 3D— that's okay. It's not gonna reset your progress unless you let it consume you, if you allow it to fester and grow, you will backtrack. but even then, it's okay to start again, the journey is always ready to accept new travelers.

Cry if you need to, get angry if you need to, wallow in the fetal position if you need to— but while you're letting out your feelings, affirm for the life you want, affirm for the life that you truly deserve because you deserve your dream life no matter what you've been taught whilst growing up in this world. Hope this helped ya out and gave ya motivation.

[prncssie]

im sorry but ahh Kyojuro !!!!! he literally has my heart ! he's the sweetest most precious babyy !! can you give us some hc's for modern era Kyojuro x reader who has bpd ? >< it is kinda umm difficult and tricky to write about something like this so its understandable if you ignore this >< but ah thank you for reading this ! and have a good day! <3

hi baby! ik ik i said i was gonna be mia for a few and i still ammm. i have hella hw and exams coming up but this peaked my interest a little bit. i’m gonna approach this w caution bc i do not have bpd but i know someone who does so im gonna do my best based off what ik from her. just know that you’re always safe here. everyone is, no matter what — the bpd i’m referring to is borderline personality disorder so i’m hoping you didn’t mean the other bpd 😭

kyojuro is always and has always been a super, super patient guy. it’s just a part of him that he cannot get rid of at all. you know i think of his as the perfect partner, my little golden boy.

i think that with a partner who has bpd, this is only heightened. he has to be extra patient because you both see the world (and your relationship) differently and he knows you can’t help it. there’s probably extra emphasis on open communication, no matter what. he doesn’t care what the problem is or what the conversation would lead to, communication just has to happen and it has to be thorough. you tell him how you feel and why, he takes it into consideration and responds accordingly. you’re worried he no longer cares? okay, what is making you feel this way? you think mayb this is overwhelming and you’re pulling away? he’s going to talk to you about it.

there’s also very clearly defined boundaries. it’s part of the communication aspect but it’s a whole separate thing entirely. they’re developed in the beginning in your relationship and have grown the longer you’re together and the more experiences you have. he endures your splits, knowing that you probably don’t mean it as harshly as you do but he lets you know he doesn’t appreciate the yelling. he always waits until you’re receptive to his words and holds in tongue until you’re generally calmer. this does nawt include him telling you to calm down. he’d never utter those two words a day in his life. i think he’s more likely to take his separate space away and remove himself from the situation because he has his own feelings too. he can get frustrated as well.

also therapy!!! big emphasis on therapy, but for both of you. you both go and see separate therapists. it’s necessary for both of you, regardless of what personal diagnosis either of you might have. there’s no stigma between you two. you have bpd, that’s just who you are. so what? it doesn’t define you in any way shape or form and means nothing until you, personally, decides it does. so you both go and work through your issues separately and uphold the whole privacy thing. there’s no at home conversations unless that person wants to share their own information.

i mean, the relationship is pretty normal. you still joke, you still kiss and cuddle and have intimacy the way everyone else does. he’ll still wake up in the early mornings and make breakfast, awakening you to the smell of bacon cooking in the frying pan. he’ll still shower you in gifts and constantly reassure his love and adoration. he’ll still treat you as though you’ve crafted his world by hand. i see him as being this soothing place of comfort. he doesn’t judge you and instead, validates your emotions. you’re allowed to feel however you feel. he just hopes you hear him out too.

oh oh oh! and he takes things very very slow. he knows you can get kinda . . . wrapped up??? in the feeling of love. not necessarily obsessive but he’s aware that you want to dwell in that emotion for as long as you can. he doesn’t want you to do things you otherwise wouldn’t have or even rush before reallyyyyy processing what’s happening to he takes it very slow. it’s agreed upon by both parties and he upholds that. if he says he’s going to do something, he’s going to do it. so yeah, that generally mean limiting coupley things you do before the time that you’re officially a couple. no sex or very little sex until you’re together together. until you’ve gotten each other locked DOWN.

idk, i hope this is what you wanted??? you’re right it is a very delicate topic and i’m doing my very best to tread lightly so pleaseeeee let me know if anything i said was incorrect or stigmatizing or contributing to negativity in any way. i’m always open to learn!

[0rph1x]

gonna do a few of these so just keep an eye out for that

i would post this on @luvr-boys-thoughts but i don't wanna flood it too bad so u get this instead

1. ive been okay, getting my sleep schedule back in order

2. no but i used to for a psych class

3. living my perfect future, post transition with my partner in a spot just for us

4. im definitely trying to

5. yeah, most of them don't mistreat me but don't actively check up on me ig

6. no, ive cut them all off bc i cannot handle that

7. yeah, pretty well! i feel well fed at least

8. high school ap lit teacher

9. uhhhhh 😃 that one as a sign of distress

10. idk if this means space but andromeda

11. yellow, it's their favorite and reminds me of them every time i see it

12. my ability to care, a blessing and a curse

13. id like to try it at some point but im scared of ruining it

14. no but i do want some of both

15. don't have any yet

16. spiderman =] there's a long list but he's first place

17. spiderman again =] or harry osborn, same thing abt the previous one tho

18. uhhhh i don't think i would tbh all my faves are too similar to me

19. andrew garfield or noah schnapp they're so silly

20. gay/mentally ill/trans content, or spiderman

21. capricorn bc them

22. yeah, id say so!! shit at math tho

23. it's so shit i wanna help fix it

24. english

25. saturn is rlly pretty, and my favorite element is earth atm

26. uhhhh great question idk

27: i don't wear makeup

28: freedom, acceptance, safety

29: english fluently, and bits of french, but idk if that counts

30: none they're all bad /JJJJ shakespeares a little silly

31: ufos =] it's not technically proved but. cmon.

32: same as the previous answer

33: not in the spiritual sense but i do think it's harmful to only think abt negative things yknow

34: having a partner for halloween

35: absolutely

36: yes 🥰

37: not unconditionally yet but we're getting there

38: autumn, but specifically right at the beginning when it's still kinda spring

39: GOOD QUESTION poe/shakespeare are solid ones ik they're basic but still

40: coraline/tasm2

41: tbh? probably not. there's a lot.

42: my partner

43: i don't have a specific person but i love my 3 irl friends they're so fun

44: yeah i do both

45: everywhere i possibly can

46: what does this mean.

47: the orangeish redish pinkish color right at sunset

48: not at all

49: great question i haven't figured that out yet

50: my mom/friends

51: idk if i rlly have one that i can think of off the top of my head

52: not really, ik there are things that i can't explain but i consider myself atheist

53: literally all of them. they're all so interesting

54: its terrifying

55: im afraid of ending up alone eventually

56: i want to be a more improved/true version of me if that counts

57: same as previous answer

58: i would want to try to educate first but some ppl are just rlly stuck in their ways so im not rlly sure

59: oh yeah i caught a bunch as a kid

60: tbh i prefer beaches mainly bc ive never seen mountains

61: the best sweet there is. stunning. immaculate. perfect.

62: uhhhhh idk whatever my mom makes at home, she's a good cook

63: i can see the appeal but ive never fully gotten into it

64: no idea, ig the imagination of it would be cool

65: not rlly, ppl have told me im intimidating before they actually talked to me tho

66: WHAT. UHHHHH IDK.

67: neither, u don't have to forgive anyone for anything but making peace with it instead of dwelling on it forever is so beneficial

68: i wanna give my mom her own place one day, one thats fully paid off and everything so she can live how she wants

69: no clue what this means

70: i don't think so but idk what this means either

71: oh yeah for sure, not in like the "looking down at myself" kinda way but ones where i feel like im in the backseat just watching things happen

72: nah that's too stressful

73: i wouldnt

74: dark academia/grunge kinda thing

75: im not rlly sure tbh

76: calla lilies, green apples, and thresher sharks

77: yeah, a few times!

78: someone came up to me in a build a bear and asked me what pair of glittery heels were better for a sonic plush and it made my day

79: absolutely

80: kinda both depending on the situation

81: pretty often from one person

82: yeah, ive made it a personal goal of mine to give out at least one compliment a day, especially when i go out

83: there are so many i couldn't choose just one

84: uhhhh if physically possible, saturn

85: don't rlly have one they all make my head hurt

86: tigers eye/moss agate

87: i don't have one they're all rlly cool

88: ig so, it's hard to come across as a gay man when ur pretransition tho

89: depends on the situation ig but id say im a good balance of both

90: no but that sounds interesting

91: i definitely try to

92: i rlly like the full moon it's so pretty, and the rlly thin crescent

93: yeah, multiple ppl

94: id say so, yeah

95: GREAT QUESTION idk. dark green. like very dark green. im thinkin like roygbiv rainbow tho

96: lavender just bc it's my favorite

97: yeah i own quite a few

98: OH OH "you owe the world your gifts, you just have to figure out how to use them" - uncle ben, tasm1

99: i would like to but i have no idea

100: im not sure, something living tho

OKAY DONE WITH THIS ONE. FINALLY.

100 questions for whoever wants to ask themselves or answer:

How have you been ?

Do you have a dream journal?

If you could dream about something all your life what would it be ?

Are you taking care of your mental health?

Do the people in your life take good care you?

Have you left the toxic people in your life ?

Did you eat well today?

What's your dream job?

What's your favourite emoji?

Where do you want to astral travel ?

If you could see only one colour, which colour would it be ?

What is your favourite thing about yourself?

Would you like to colour your hair?

Do you have tattoos or piercings ?

What do your tattoos represent?

Who is your favourite fictional character?

Who is your favourite movie character?

If you could marry a fictional character who would it be ?

Who is your idol ?

What are your main niche's here on Tumblr?

What is your favourite astrological sign except yours and why ?

Are you good academically ?

What are your views on the education system?

What is your favourite subject ?

What is your favourite planet & element?

What's your favourite piece of clothing?

What's your favourite makeup product?

What are the main themes of your best life?

How many languages do you speak?

Who is your favourite historical figure?

What's your favourite unproved theory?

What's your favourite conspiracy theory?

Do you believe in law of attraction ?

What is the best thing you have manifested?

Do you believe in love ?

Are you in love with someone?

Do you love yourself unconditionally?

What's your favourite season?

Who is your favourite poet ?

What is your favourite movie ?

Can your life be summed up in a song/ movie?

Who is your favourite person on Tumblr?

Who is in your irl favourite person?

Do you write or make art?

Where do you wanna travel?

Do the flame coloured skies light your fire?

What is your favourite colour of the sky?

Do you know anything about your past life?

What do you think your soul is really like?

Is there someone you have deep talks with?

Who is your favourite deity?

Are you a religious , heathen or spiritual person?

What are the other cultures except yours that you admire ?

What are your views on ongoing world crisis right now ?

What do you fear ?

Would you be someone else if you could?

Who would you like to be ?

What would you like to do with racists and homophobes ?

Have you ever caught a butterfly?

Beaches or mountains?

Describe chocolate .

What do you like to eat the most?

Are you into spirituality?

What do you like about being spiritual the most?

Do you think you are intimidating?

Are you a sweetheart or a baddie ?

What do you find easy , forgive or forget ?

Something you really want to do for your parents .

Are you in your soul community right now ?

Are you a starseed ?

Did you ever have an OBE ?

Would you like to time travel?

If yes past or future?

What's your favourite aesthetic?

Are you a hippie or a home person ?

What's your favourite flower, fruit &animal?

Have you ever travelled in a boat?

What is the best thing a stranger has done for you ?

Do you believe in the kindness of strangers ?

Are you an introvert or an extrovert?

How often do you get compliments?

Do you generally compliment people ?

What's your favourite space entity?

If you could inhabitate one planet where would you choose?

What are your favourite essential oils ?

What are your favourite crystals?

What is your favourite tarot card ?

Do you find it easy to express your sexuality?

Are your right brained or left brained?

Have you tried third eye awakening ?

Do you usually channel your creativity?

What's your favourite phase of the moon?

Is there someone you would really like to do something for ?

Are you a charitable person?

If you could add one more colour to the rainbow what would it be ?

Which fragrance do you think represents you ?

Do you own stuff toys?

What is your favourite quote/poem of all times?

Do you believe in afterlife?

What do you want be reborn as ? What are your characteristics?

That's all have a great day ✨

[doebt]

tbh its kind of making me sad this whole wedding thing. ik to each their own but everyone seems extremely caught up in the minute details and decor and stuff it seems very ehhhmmm idk how to explain it..and VERY caught up in the photos and documentation of this all, ik thats a mormon thing, well ALL of this is a mormon thing, but it just makes me sad, like do you even love eachother..but they have SO firmly been orchestrating this, her bf didnt even choose the date to propose, the family has just told him when to do it, and kayla also knows this, there is no element of surprise or romance to any of it..Man to each their own though

[01nnie]

— TELL ME, DO YOU WANNA BE MY LOVER?

summary :: relationship headcannons w/ chronoir because why the heck not? ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

notes :: ik this was supposed to be headcannons and it turned out kind of long- im so so very sorry ｡ﾟ( ﾟஇ‸இﾟ)ﾟ｡ hope you all like it in the end <3 !! not beta'd !!

wc :: 2k、requested :: yes、no、reader :: gender neutral、female、male

art credits :: 雨瀬セイ on pixiv、u_skeeep on twt

‧₊˚ʚ :: kanae. ↷ ⨯ ︵

-     the sweetest boyfriend of them all

-     will put your needs before himself.

- youre kanae's #1 priority after all (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

【 you forgot your jacket at home? he offers you his own, wearing a captivating smile. your hands are getting cold? hes quick to cover them with his own, softly huffing his breath over your trembling fingers. youre too shy to ask for his scarf? he notices, just like he always does. with skilled hands he wraps the cool-colored fabric over your shoulders and neatly tucking it under your chin, not before giving you a light scolding. 】

-     regularly gets you to go on café dates together, checking out shops that just opened in your area

-     kanae is the type of boyfriend that would divert your attention to something else before taking a bite of your desert (◕‿◕)

-     dont worry though, of course he’ll share his with you

【 a warm grin made its way to his face when you ramble about how delicious the food was as you dig in for another bite. his eyes catch the dollop of cream stuck by your rose-tinted lips. your eyes widen when he leans closer, swiping his thumb over to clean your mess. a reddish hue glosses over your cheeks when kanae laps his tongue over his thumb, tasting the sweet frosting. there is a shameless grin on his face. “youre right, it tastes amazing.” 】

-     err cough

-     slow dances with you in the kitchen !!

-     the low tune of a romantic song that he picked playing in the background while you sway together with the music ＼(＾▽＾)／

【 kanae his arm around your waist while he has his hand intertwined with yours. “youre such a sap, kanakana.” you giggle when he lets out a playful breath. “you like that though.” is his reply. your eyes widen a fraction and a shriek was pulled from you when he suddenly spins you around. his heart swells when he feels you playfully hit his chest as a complain.

as you both rock back and forth gently, kanae doesnt realize he hold you a bit tighter and closer, like you’ll disappear when he lets go. you dont realize, or maybe you did and made no comment. the brunette didnt dwell on it, rather he focuses on you and only you. 】

-     when things get too much for you to handle, kanae knows when to give you space

-     once he sees light up and your simple “come over” message pops up on his screen, he’s already on his way

-     along with an assortment of your favorite snacks to help cheer you up o( ❛ᴗ❛ )o

【 the wind ghosts over your skin and making your hair flow along with it as you hear the bustling streets of the night from down below. the starry skies and whispers of the moon have been keeping you company while you wait for your boyfriend. you feel another headache forming in when youre reminded of the events that occurred earlier today. you were so tired, just wanting to your worries to wash away already.

a heavy weight was lifted off your shoulders when you heard the door click open, the familiar sight of kanae floods you as you lock eyes. he approaches and sits next to you, the plastic bag he came in with resting on his crossed legs. he doesnt speak, not yet at least, and instead brings out your favorite snacks one by one. your eyes follow his movements and you cant help but overthink that maybe he’s getting exhausted of this; of you.

the frown youve worn this whole evening deepens at that thought, but only for a while. kanae tucks the hair hovering over your face before leaning and giving your cheek a warm kiss. its no surprise that kanae can easily make you smile. the two of you converse, swiftly jumping from one topic to another just like the other times, all while enjoying the makeshift feast presented in front of you. you lean your head against kanae chest, his hands interlocked with yours and his thumb brushing over the back of your palms giving you comfort. the rhythm of his hear beat almost you to sleep. before your eyelids fall, you hear a soft mutter, you cant tell if kanae's professing it to you or the stars hanging in the galaxy. “the moon is beautiful, isnt it?” 】

‧₊˚ʚ :: kuzuha. ↷ ⨯ ︵

-     very much awkward in the beginnings- you had to be the one to approach kuzuha first

-     the vampire doesn’t have much previous relationship experience so he tends to just … stand there awkwardly watching you

-     but you’re not really complaining ! its fun to see his reactions and being the one to take the lead (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

【 kuzuha clicks his tongue as checks his phone once more, taking a note of the time. there was an itch he can’t quite scratch when bears in mind that you’re 10 minutes late. he’s not impatient or anything. in reality, the red eyed male was super excited and nervous. it didn’t really cross his mind as to why, after all you’ve had dates like this before. he should be used to it by now.

his train of thought was stopped he felt something, someone, bump his back, the unknown figure wrapping their arms around his torso before letting out a fit of giggles. kuzuha resists the urge to playfully roll his eyes as he turns. “ya ready to go, baby boy?- woah hey!”

he wraps his coat around you, fully covering you from the wandering eyes of strangers. you pull at kuzuha's arms and peek at him with a mischievous look. “you’re late.. and i told you! quit calling me baby boy y/n” you don’t think you will, not with the enticing glow of his reddened cheeks and how he buries his face on your neck. kuzuha thinks he won’t get used to your antics. how you pull on his hand; one that engulfs yours completely, as you enthusiastically talk about the activities you’ve planned for the two of you. and he thinks that that’s okay. 】

-     indoor dates(?) with zuha !!

-     the two of you have a variety of snacks and dips to choose from laying on the coffee table. you both decide either to watch the new movie releases, or play 1v1 videogames

-     this time around, you’ve both decided to battle each other on a video game. and kuzuha's not about to waste this opportunity of flexing his gamer skills on his significant other (っ´ω`)ﾉ(╥ω╥)

【 another ,,game over’’ title, bolded in red, flashed on the tv screen. the loud cheers of kuzuha filling the air and you let out a huff before leaning against his chest. “damnit zuha, why can’t you just let me win? just once.”  the white-haired man immediately shook his head, making you feel a little more upset. “now where’s the fun in that? what kind of boyfriend would i be if i don’t polish your gaming skills, y/n?” you know he was just making up excuses. he turns back to the lit screen, proceeding to restart the game.

with a quiet grumble you adjust from his lap to stand up, plopping down on the couch as you reach for the popcorn bowl. without properly weighing out the consequences, you threw a piece of popcorn at the back of kuzuha’s head. you go rigid when you saw him halt his movements. you tried holding back the laugh building up in your throat when he turns with a look in his eyes that screams ,,it’s game on’’. it’s safe to say you two made a huge mess of the living room, and your laughs and shrieks could be heard from a mile away, all while the abandoned game was still waiting to be continued. 】

-     so very proud to be your boyfriend i tell you

-     he likes to show off often that you’re his significant other, with or even without you around

-     but i don’t think kuzuha wants you to know about that … or else he might die of embarrassment (⸝⸝•́દ•̀⸝⸝)

【 turning the keys to the left, you entered the house before slipping off your shoes and placing it on the rack. you came home from work, drained and tired, just wanting to spend the rest of the night with kuzuha. speaking of, you looked around the living room curiously. usually, he would already be on the couch waiting for you to come home. you spotted the bags of takeout already on the kitchen island. he shouldn’t have gone that far away. placing your bag on the leather seat, and about to proceed to your shared bedroom, you heard his familiar voice. it was coming from the balcony of your cozy apartment.

with piqued interest, you discreetly pad over to the wall, peeking slightly to see your beloved boyfriend resting against the railings. it seems like he’s talking to someone. you were about to leave to give him privacy when you heard kuzuha mutter your name. that got your feet stuck to the ground.

“i don’t know i just … gahh, i mean you already know what i’m about to say so what’s the point …” you were visibly confused. something he’s going to say that he’s already told before. now what could that possibly be? “it’s just that … you know that feeling when you see a really cute puppy? that’s what i feel when i’m around her, 24/7! it makes me feel so dumb, and giddy! and-and achhh- i don’t know!” oh.

“and i know it might come off as me being clingy but i get so excited when she come home … and her smile! it just- i feel my heart explode whenever i’m near he .. – HEY! Stop laughing, bastard!” kuzuha continues to shout profanities to the unknown person on the other line. based on the laugh and teasing words they let out, you guess it’s probably kanae he’s talking to.

you didn’t pay much mind to their conversation anymore, too busy clenching your dress shirt in hopes of calming your erratically beating heart, fearing it might burst through your chest any second now. kuzuha never failed to make you feel special. it felt like cupid shot his golden arrow straight through your heart all over again when you glanced back at him, making no effort to hide the giddy smile present on your lips at his bantering with his friend. composing yourself, you nonchalantly skipped towards him.

he felt his soul leave his body when he felt a tap on his shoulder. when he turned, the knowing look on your face was the first to catch his attention. “come on, pretty boy. the food might get cold~” raising to your tiptoes, you plant a chaste kiss on his velvet-shaded cheek with a cheeky beam. turning, you go back inside to prepare your dinner together, your light steps fading into the distance. the male let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. his free hand came to touch the cheek that your soft lips touch and he felt his face become even warmer than before. if that was even possible.

kuzuha was brought back to reality when he heard the low whistle coming from his phone. with a hiss and a quick goodbye, he shoved his phone in his pockets before burying his face in the palms of his hand, rubbing his face in the process. “yo, slowpoke! get over here already, baby~” he quickly cursed the fuzzy feeling growing in his body at the pet name you rarely use; a term you only use to tease him with. kuzuha knows you won’t let him live this down anytime soon. 】

[theladyismyshepard]

I love your characterizations of the daughters and all of your imagines they are fantastic! i was wondering would it be okay to request an imagine where the reader says to the daughters like during an argument or something,“you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid!” and they all react to her in different ways? plz take ur time with the imagines and don’t feel pressured/rushed as ik writing should be something that is fun and not feel like a chore, thank you for all the content you have written so far :)

@frustratinglyinquisitive also maybe this could double as your #28 prompt? 🥺👉👈

Why Does Everyone Wanna Kiss Me So Bad?

The sunset was shining bright enough to sting and obscure eyesight, but that didn’t stop you from staring up into the pink and orange hues. Every time you blinked, the phantom flash of the sun still danced along your eyelids, leaving a glare across your vision. You weren’t even bothered by it, not when this numbness had clung itself to you, leaving you idle and just there. You flexed your fingers, and it rattled the chains locked around your wrists, bringing you back to where you were.

The boxed confinement you were trapped in felt more of a cage rather than the carriage bumping along the rocky trail that led you to your new prison — yes, Castle Dimitrescu sounded to be just another form of punishment, though you were uncertain as to why you were to be moved from Heisenberg’s watch to Lady Dimitrescu’s estate. You could hardly call it a step up from the twisted games he forced you to play within his factory.

You were sure you were on borrowed time and it was nearly time to collect, and you were certain that time had come when the four Lords surrounded you with Mother Miranda playing the head of the beast, leaving you cowering on the floor. The familiar iron hammer and the stench of billowing cigar smoke was on your right.

Standing next to him was quite possibly one of the ugliest... things you’d ever seen. A cloak hid a majority of his body, but you had the suspicion that the misshaped person next to Heisenberg wasn’t entirely human... you got that vibe from everyone in the room. Especially the weird doll that couldn’t seem to reign in its excitement as it bounced in the veiled woman’s lap seated next to Mother Miranda.

There was nothing human about the golden eyes that peered into yours from under the brim of a wide hat. They seemed calculating, curious, if not a tad bit confused as they surveyed your weak form. You looked away, unable to handle the weight of the woman’s gaze, and that was how you caught Mother Miranda’s bright eyes cutting into you from behind her bird-like mask.

“Oh, how I have been waiting to meet you, little one.” her voice demanded respect, but all you could do was gawk. “You are a stubborn thing, I’ve heard.”

Her gaze slowly crept over to Heisenberg as she said it, and you couldn’t help but feel a tremor of fright at his angered snarl, his arms crossed petulantly. It was true, you had endured many weeks at the hands of the leather-clad man, and while he did his worst, you refused to succumb to his torture, though for how much longer, you couldn’t say.

“I cannot fathom what keeps you here, but there is nothing special about the common human.” said Mother Miranda, and the mounting irritation was crystal clear. “You might have one looking like a dog chasing its own tail, but let us see how you fare in Castle Dimitrescu.”

You could immediately tell who dwelled there with the way the woman wearing white was smiling like the cat who ate the canary. She was completely predatory and was feeding off of Heisenberg’s disgrace and fury, and between the two, you weren’t sure who the best option was, not when her eyes turned to you and she looked like she knew exactly what she wanted to do with you.

“Do not worry, Mother Miranda,” the woman promised, already moving to stand, and the way she towered over you had your neck craned straight upward. “It’s been some time since my daughters had a plaything.”

That comment alone had the other occupants of the room guffawing and whistling. Everyone seemed to thoroughly enjoy the prospect of her daughters getting their hands on you, even Heisenberg had his eyebrows arched in surprise. Who the hell are these girls? Mother Miranda seemed to know and that was all that mattered.

“You are about to see what real monsters are.”

And that was how you found yourself roughly chained up inside the carriage that guided you to Castle Dimitrescu. You weren’t entirely sure why it was such a slap in the face to Heisenberg, but he seemed rather indignant as he loaded you up, spitting insults through the whole process.

You couldn’t say for sure how long you had been traveling, but it was enough to have all of your joints achey and your ass numb by the time it was all said and done. Hell, it was long enough to feel the temperature drop as you trekked back around the mountains that stood between the factory and the castle. Though that wasn’t to say that you were in any big rush to get there. In fact, your heart dropped when the carriage came to an abrupt halt.

Panic gripped at your heart, and it felt as though fingers squeezed tightly around it. It left you motionless where you sat, wide eyes glued to the door that you were shoved in through. You could hear Heisenberg muttering and rustling as he approached, but aside from that, you couldn’t hear the distinct clanking of his iron hammer. He had such little faith in your survival skills that he didn’t even bother with arming himself to release you. Not that he needed to... You’ve seen what he can become, and you’ve seen what he houses in his factory. He’d kill you dead in a few seconds flat if you tried anything.

But at this point, what did you have to lose? Mother Miranda made it very clear that you were to be eliminated at the hands of these daughters, so did it really matter if you died at the doorstep or in the dungeon? You might have accepted death, but that didn’t mean you wouldn’t put up a last fight out of pure stubbornness. So that was how you had every intention of kicking forcefully at the door once it began creeping open to have him stumble back, possibly cracking him straight in the nose in the process, but that didn’t go as planned right off the bat.

Not when the door was nearly ripped right off the hinges in the haste to open, leaving you jarred, mouth hanging. The sunlight was now faded and replaced by the beams of the moon, but it was a bright night, leaving you capable of seeing that this was definitely not Heisenberg. And neither was she... or her. Uh oh.

“Mother! She’s here!” squealed the redheaded girl closest to you, clapping happily.

“Thank you for the gift, Mother,” said the brunette, her smirk not reaching her dead eyes.

“We will not disappoint you.” promised the blonde, her eyes observing your every move like a hawk.

“Have fun, daughters, but do remember that this one comes special from Mother Miranda, so do not forget to thank her.” their mother instructed, as if you weren’t there.

“Thank you, Mother Miranda,” all three said in unison before three different pairs of hands grabbed whichever part of you that they could.

Heisenberg clicked his tongue from where he leaned against the side of the carriage. He had an arm crossed while the other brought a cigar nestled between two fingers to his lips. You couldn’t read his eyes from behind his circular sunglasses, but you could read the entertainment in his toothy smile before he took a drag. When he blew it out into your direction, his satisfied grin spread again.

“Now, you have fun now, too, ya hear?” He mocked, chuckling as he turned on his heel, mounted the carriage, and prompted the horses to carry him off into the night.

“We’re gonna have lots of fun.” giggled the redhead, her smile the widest of the daughters as she tugged at your arm, dragging you along the pathway towards the castle.

“Not if I get to her first,” the brunette chimed in, her own grip on your other wrist tightening and pulling, almost like she was trying you get you away from the other.

“Who said either of you get the first turn?” the blonde interrupted, frown etched into her face as she tangled her fingers into the collar of your shirt.

“Enough,” drawled Lady Dimitrescu, voice barely more than a bored mumble, but it still had the daughters zipping their lips. “Bela, you are the oldest, and less likely to break her before your other sisters get a turn, so you may have the first turn.”

The blonde grinned brightly while the other two scowled but saying nothing in front of their mother. Your eyes couldn’t decide where to stay as you glanced between all four women as they finally led you through the entrance of the castle. You noticed that the temperature didn’t really increase from taking shelter, the walls giving off their own chill to substitute for the lack of outside wind.

You didn’t even have time to marvel at the interior before Bela was tugging at you with renewed eagerness. You caught the slight growl from the brunette’s direction, but one glare from the Lady and it ceased. What the hell was really going on here? You never had time to process anything before sister after sister said something that left you reeling.

“Aww, her heart’s racing!” announced the redhead, her eyes wide and unblinking as they stared at your chest. “Please let me-”

“Daniela, no,” snapped Lady Dimitrescu sternly, her frown lines on display. “You will be last, and that’s that.”

Daniela’s face twitched in her attempt to bite her tongue to prevent her argument from bursting forth. It didn’t stop her from turning and giving the brunette a glare however. You gasped when her body dissolved into a swarm of bugs before your very eyes. They dispersed and flew this way and that, and you honestly don’t know why it still shocked you when the brunette followed the same exit style. A nose pressed against the side of your neck and you jolted so hard that you nearly broke free of the hand that was now caressing your shoulder.

“Such a jittery, little thing,” whispered Bela so quietly that her following inhale was louder. “Though I hardly smell the sweet scent of terror... Is this one broken, mother?”

You couldn’t help it, you had to chuckle at the complete honesty in Bela’s question. Your lack of fright baffled this girl almost as much as she baffled you altogether, and suddenly you were staring each other down. Her eyes were narrowed suspiciously as she cut her gaze up and down your body. Even Lady Dimitrescu arched a finely sculpted brow at you, seeming more interested now than she did among the other Lords.

“Mother Miranda assures there is nothing special about this one.” said Lady Dimitrescu.

“Why do you not fear me?” demanded Bela, almost sounding offended, her grip on your shoulder tightening. “Your heart is pounding but you aren’t oozing that smell that I like!”

“It’s kinda hard to fear death when you don’t even care about living anymore.” You deadpanned without much feeling, your eyes finding the ground more interesting. “Heisenberg rid me of everything that made me who I used to be.”

“And just who were you before my dear uncle dug his claws into you?” pressed Bela, and you refrained yourself from showing any outward reaction to their connection. You swallowed as you looked her dead in the eye now.

“Someone who would have the common sense to know just how dangerous you are.” You answered, and her brow furrowed.

“Who are you now?” She questioned quietly, her eyes softening a bit under the chandelier light. All you could do was shrug, you had no concrete answer for her, yet you knew you had to supply something.

“Someone who thinks that being abducted by three beautiful women isn’t exactly the worst case scenario,” you chuckled mirthlessly, the bitter smile on your face cutting into your cheeks almost painfully.

Bela stared at you almost dumbfounded before she had to look at her mother, almost as if to double check that she indeed heard correctly before she burst into a fit of giggles. Lady Dimitrescu didn’t even meet her eye, she was too busy staring into your soul. Only when your eyes fell to your feet did you hear her heels clicking away up the winding staircase.

“Remember what she’s here for, dear,” she drawled, never turning back, and leaving you alone with Bela.

“If you’re gonna kill me, just get it over with.” You spat, attempting to sound brave rather than defeated.

Bela’s smile was almost animalistic with the way blood smeared across her lips and stained her teeth, and you couldn’t help but to feel like the prey when she took slow, deliberate steps around you.

“Oh, no, where is the fun in that?” Bela countered, reaching out to graze over whatever part she could touch as she continued to stalk around you in circles, taking you all in. “You are my pet now.”

“I thought I was a plaything.” You couldn’t help but throw back into her face, and you were surprised when Bela merely cocked her head instead of getting angered by your outburst.

“Mother Miranda might not find anything special about you, but call me fascinated.” said Bela, stopping in front of you, her fingertips caressing your throat. “You belong to me now.”

“Us,” corrected a sudden voice behind you, and the haze that was settling over you in Bela’s presence was lifted when you jerked forward.

You tried to whirl around on your heel out of reflex to back away, but Bela’s fingers dipped from your throat to grip at the collar of your shirt to keep you still and facing her. You flinched away from the sudden hand that tangled in the bottom of your hair, pulling your head back until it was resting against a shoulder. Brown hair cascaded down into your eyes.

“Mother Miranda gave her to all of us.” corrected the brunette, the edge in her voice making it like steel.

“Cassandra’s right,” sang Daniela in a sing song voice, and it had a shiver running down your spine, which prompted a round of wild giggling. “Did you like that, pet?”

“If we’re being technical,” Bela piped up with an eye roll, trying to pull you closer and failing when both Daniela and Cassandra tightened their own grips on you. “Mother Miranda gave her to us to tear apart, so she wasn’t meant for anyone.”

“Buuuuuuut?” You interrupted, hoping to add a touch of humor to your case.

Daniela giggled and Bela shook her head in mild amusement, but you found that Cassandra was the more difficult one to crack. She didn’t offer a single facial expression as her eyes surveyed every inch of your body, and you couldn’t tell if she was appreciating the view or if she was sizing up which part of you she wanted to rip off and take for herself.

These three women spoke so callously and so nonchalant right in front of you. These three women were what Mother Miranda referred to as “monsters” compared to the actual beasts you had seen lurking within Heisenberg’s factory. These three women were spattered in blood that you somehow knew wasn’t theirs, and they wouldn’t stop touching you. Hm.

“Aren’t you funny,” Cassandra said nearly monotonous, but her smirk was on full display, and you cursed the light, fluttering feel of your chest.

“I try,” you whispered, afraid that speaking any louder would be taken as a threat to these crazed women, but you did look her in the eye to gauge her reaction.

“Can we keep this one, Bela, please?” whined Daniela, pouting at the blonde.

“I don’t think mother would allow it though.” Bela worried, finally releasing her hold on your shirt, and that had Cassandra and Daniela pulling you closer (and almost apart).

“She is ours to do as we please, we’d kill her if she tried anything.” snapped Cassandra, looking like the whole situation was stupid to her.

“Obviously she will not try to escape!” insisted Daniela, nodding her head furiously towards who you were guessing was the older sister, before turning to you. “Right?”

Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela were all looking at you expectantly, and you couldn’t help but feel warm under the spotlight. You could practically see the thoughts flicking through Bela’s calculating eyes. Cassandra was cool and reserved as her eyes gave nothing away, but her wicked smirk showed she wanted something from you, whatever that might be. Daniela’s eyes were intense as they bored into you, and her smile was almost unhinged, and honestly who were you to break it?

“I could never say no to three pretty girls.” You flirted, wagging your eyebrow to each sister, and the response was immediate.

Bela’s mouth parted in a silent gasp before she latched onto the front of your shirt again and started giggling. Cassandra looked entirely predatory now as her eyes flashed and her smirk showed all of her teeth, her own chuckles slipping out. Daniela, who was curled around your arm the whole time, had stars in her eyes at your answer and she smiled widely, throwing her own cackling into the mix, and suddenly it was a symphony.

“I want her first,” pleaded Daniela, eyes never leaving you.

“Mother said it’s my turn with the pet!” said Bela, tugging at you again.

“Why should we get her after she’s been used?” Cassandra argued, her arm now wrapped around you from behind.

“I won’t break her!” snapped Bela, her pulling useless when it was a deadlock between three pairs of hands.

“I don’t care!” cried Daniela, one arm curled around yours and her other hand reaching up to grab your opposite shoulder, locking you in. “I want her!”

You swallowed past your suddenly dry throat. The three sisters were not only talking about a possibility of keeping you around, but it sounded as though they were fighting over you. Your cheeks were aflame as you averted your eyes.

“Look who’s bashful all of a sudden,” jested Cassandra, both her hands falling to your hips. “Where’s all that talk now?”

“I can smell you blushing.” Daniela interjected, sniffing aloud and moaning. “You smell so good... we need to make you blush often.”

“Are we sure we can hide this from mother?” Bela asked one last time, almost like she was seeking permission from her younger sisters now. Daniela and Cassandra shrugged.

“We’ll just have to find out, now won’t we?” You pressed, looking to solidify your place among them... you’d take the position of “pet” over the one of “food” any day.

“Brave little thing,” Cassandra cooed, her fingers rubbing circles on your hips. “I need you with me.”

“Dammit I said it’s my turn!” snarled Bela, finally poking and prying at her sisters fingers locked around you.

“Just because you’re the oldest-!”

“You’re damn right I’m the oldest, and I-”

“You look so stupid,” spat Cassandra petulantly, having enough with going nowhere in the argument, and you could see that this was about to get old quick if you didn’t ease some of the tension.

“You all wanna kiss me so bad it makes you all look stupid.” You sucked your teeth between your lips when it grew deadly silent.

Bela had a crease between her brow as she stared at you in shock, uncertain if she heard you right. Cassandra was a blank slate as she absorbed you taking her insult and turning it back around on her as well. Daniela was wide eyed as she gaped at you for a full five seconds before she snorted and her megawatt smile lit up her entire face.

“I won’t let them get rid of you.” Daniela promised, and you couldn’t recall the last time that she blinked.

“Okay, okay,” sighed Bela, glaring at her sister. “We’re all going to keep her.”

“I hope I don’t break you.” chuckled Cassandra, and coupled with her breath so close to your ear, it had warmth flaring in the pit of your stomach.

“Don’t get bashful on me, now,” you smirked back, relishing in the giggles that surrounded you.

“Come along, plaything,” quipped Bela, winking at you as she dragged you along, the sisters following along with her this time. “We’ve got to show you your new home.”

Wild giggling echoed throughout the castle, and it was becoming your new favorite tune.

[brokoala-soup]

Trust me I am someone who writes a 20 mark answer for a 1 mark question so I love it so much when I get the same energy back from someone. I'm already glad I don't seem a nuisance to you

I love you for that

Talking about him (my middle school classmate) I'm not really quite over the incident (it was pretty recent, about a month ago) but I'm at peace with it. Because no matter how much I wish, I know that I couldn't really have changed anything because it wasn't really bound to happen. It's just that me being a person who deeply feels for people (i once cried for 2 periods in second grade because some random kid got beaten up by the teacher for misbehaving and he cried for like 2 mins because it was painful, so yk how deep my deep is) it's quite not easy to justify why things should end as it has ended. He was someone of way higher calibre than what he was seen to be and to me he'll always be a person destined for greatness. I just wish he would have seen himself through my eyes and only if he knew of the effect he had on people, maybe things would've been different. But we never know so I've stopped dwelling on it. If not in the society (he received lot of flak and was judged and called out as a coward because of his decision, but ik him better ig; he was always worth way more) he'd always be a respected person in my story and I shall always honour him that way. I guess it's all part and parcel of life to lose people in life, just that with him it's kinda different. This guy, as I said used to be my bully in middle school and so over time once I grew over it, he kinda became some sort of weird comedic relief in my internal circle of people who knew what had happened between us. It's supposed to be entirely wrong but I just feel like it might be disrespectful if you joke around/about someone who's no more or maybe I just have to wait until he passes from being a sensitive topic so that I can bring him back as comedic relief into my life again (trust me ik my sense of humour is very questionable I just can't help it atp). Middle schoolers are all indeed cursed with blurred views and faulty perspectives but it's this one very important period of our life because it's like the baseline for our metamorphosis in high school and college. Mapping it back, I can see why I am as I am and 90% of it links back to who I was in middle school. Once again it's person specific how one thing can turn into being. A middle school bully might either realize he was wrong and insensitive in highschool and resolve to change and become a kinder and better person or he might just think it's cool he had power over people and end up becoming a bigger and nastier bully. Same stimuli, varied results.

Imma tell you weird I get when I try to figure people out. I've been called a creep so many times by all my friends in college because they get legit scared of all the minute things that I notice. Hell, if you look closely, a person's cologne/deodorant has so much to speak about that person and his/her character. I pick up these creepy traits from my mentor but I'm sorta glad and proud of my skills because it completely changes my perspective on life and the world around. My behaviour might indeed borderline on being judgemental but I don't really care about what I'm being called as long I get to enjoy that morally superior view of things. From the way a person scrolls on their phone to the way they stand to the way they position their glasses to how the hold their bag to where they keep their water bottle in their bag; every little thing that a person does is driven by a voluntary or involuntary purpose and reason and it's just so (yes) Sherlock Holmes-ish to try to read between the lines and see the building blocks of people. Trust me it's so weirdly intimate because many a times, you figure all of that out right up there in your head by just pure observation and reasoning and by the end of the day you will know more about the person than they know themselves and that just makes it so intimate (?????) because now ik why you prefer a gel pen over a ball pen and why your WhatsApp about is that weird quote but you don't even know my birthday properly. It also feels like a one side commitment, the kind of devoted crush you have only that there's nothing romantic about it. Now I can just sit and home and reason out why my friend is at a random lake or a pub and they wouldn't even know that I know. It's just weird man idk

Talking about this guy now(the tall one 👀) I can smell this chalking it's way up to something big because damn it's so cinematic and cute. And I'm proud of you for being your class topper (totally not putting you in that academic validation pressure cycle 👹). And with him being your benchmate (👀) I can assure you that you're gonna notice a lot more about him in the coming days. I have this weird gay unexplainable non romantic non sexual non friendly feral freaky connection/attraction with all of those people who I've shared benches with (i literally know how you cross your t's I've seen you at your most vulnerable form stfu) because it's like you almost end up spending all the time with them. I don't know how it goes for you but for me, I've always ended up growing a special bond with all the people I've sat around, maybe mainly because I'm a clown who does the most senseless things and laughs at the most absurdest jokes, but that bond always ends up growing like how the moths rise with imminent rains.

I've been there too being that person insecure about literally everything that I do but somehow that has never stopped me from expressing myself verbally. You leave me to speak for 2 minutes at a stretch and I'll end up talking for hours together. You wouldn't even know from where what related to what and how I landed on whatever I'm talking about but somehow we will be discussing about how parrots are superior over hippos when we only came together to discuss about a pending assignment. Insecurity is a son of a bitch ok? It makes you feel like you doing what you do isn't worth it only because it's you and that doesn't make any fucking sense. When you get to a larger sample crowd of human population, you will realise that no matter how much you try to invisible-ize yourself there will always be people who will observe you and notice you. My only drive is that why don't i let them see me as I am instead of what i wish I were instead? I have this weird fucjing loud laughter and that's something my entire family and all my friends hate about me. I've even been accused of it being fake and just another quirk of mine to gather attention but only when i tried mincing my laughter did i realise that it didn't feel like a laughter anymore and that it only made me want to not laugh at all. Till date I get looks and reprimands from both my family and my friends for the way I laugh but now they know they can't change me because that is how i am. I do understand that my laughter might be disturbing to many but as long as their annoyance doesn't make sense to me, I don't think I'll have to care about it. I think it better you take on this approach to everything in life. Because no matter what you do, you will be affecting people left, right and centre. And whilst that is unavoidable, the maximum you can do is live your life by causing minimal damage. And mostly I just try to not do things that I wouldn't feel comfortable with others doing to me. It's not selfishness but it's just more like your moral compass is fixed around your needs and necessities and not the senseless society

I love talking with you

I love you 😭😭😭😭

i thinkni am attracted to people who have such grandiosity in their range of knowledge and just smart in general, such an admirable trait

[journey-to-the-attic]

*slides you a bag of grimm* So about those Doctor Barbatos AU notes you said you had...

you timed this ask REAL well, because i actually finished them the other day! just been sitting on them because i felt like something was missing, but since i'll be mostly working on the next chapter for the next week i figured i might as well post them now and not spend too much time fussing over them

so, without any further ado: some notes on that doctor who au, feat. barbatos as the doctor and ik as his companion!

(none of this is canon compliant with actual doctor who by the way)

alright so, the set up:

ik's backstory is pretty much the same as the original one from jtta - young teen growing up in a low-income household, lowkey emotionally neglected by her father, etc, etc.

barbatos, meanwhile, is the newest reincarnation of the doctor!!!! *whoot whoot*

except everything is not whoot whoot because i've made this angsty

so barbatos has been alone ever since he regenerated

the incarnation before him was betrayed by their companion, which led to their death, at which point they regenerated into barbatos

and, because of this giant emotional wound, he's just kinda been roaming emptily around the cosmos on his own

it's not that he'll nEVer trUSt aGaIn, because that's a very overused trope, and also he had so many companions that he could absolutely trust before this, that last one being a traitor was an outlier

he's just still very hurt - even though the stress of the regeneration process and becoming an new person blurred a lot of the memories of that previous incarnation, it also intensified the pain of the whole thing, even though he doesn't really fully remember why

so barbatos just explores the stars on his own for a long while - not saving anyone or anything, just wandering

and eventually he figures he feels pretty alright again, so he might as well return to earth, his favourite planet (that also keeps getting invaded by aliens every time he visits)

and what do you know! as soon as he lands he realises that the planet's being invaded by aliens!!!!

quick break to describe what kind of doctor barbatos is:

you're probably expecting a tortured soul type, but honestly barbatos is mostly fine. i mean, he's had ages to himself to process the whole betrayal thing and let it go.

(plus after living as long as he has, he just has to learn not to dwell too long on stuff like this - there's a lot more and a lot worse trauma in his past)

doctor barb is calm, logical, analytical. he isn't the comic relief so much as he is the straight man (not in a hetero way, in a comedy way) to the nonsense happening around him

he's courteous and polite, the gentleman-type, but also has a habit of saying the most batshit insane things with the straightest face, and then moving on without acknowledging it at all

he follows that doctor motto of being kind and saving everyone, but at the same time he's not very friendly. he's polite and hospitable, but also very emotionally distant - pretty much like regular obey me barbatos, actually!

okay break over

so the alien invasion happens, barb investigates and stops it, and along the way ik somehow gets caught up in the whole thing

(i'm way oversimplifying how this adventure would go)

and then it's the typical 'potential new companion' stuff - some fun banter, ik does a cool thing and helps save the day, barbatos accidentally tragically monologues a bit and also realises how much he's missed having company during his adventures

he's hesitant about taking her on as a companion though, because as we all know the doctor's constantly getting in life-threatening situations, and that's a whole CHILD that he'd be endangering

so he figures 'i'll just leave the tardis's number with the child in case of emergency, and find a different companion that's at least old enough to buy a pair of scissors on their own'

except that doesn't happen, so he just spends a bit off having adventures on his own

and then he gets a call from ik

something something another alien invasion, but THIS time her dad's involved

adventure and tragedy ensues, ik's dad ends up dead, and now ik is traumatised (as all iks are doomed to be, apparently)

barb doesn't know how to handle it, but as poor as he is at being one, ik's already latched onto him as a comfort figure

so he figures - might as well take her in, right? he just has to make sure he ONLY takes her to the safe places, and absolutely NOT anywhere where she might be at even the slightest risk of dying

he takes this as a kind of duty of care, and he's aware that he does hold some kind of fondness for ik, but so far he thinks it's more of a sense of obligation + 'i think she's a cool little kid' than anything else

THEN something inevitably goes wrong on a trip, ik ends up in danger, the sand in his magical hourglass-earring suddenly stops running (see the text on this post for context), and barbatos is like 'oh shit i genuinely have affection for this child'

meanwhile ik (in the aftermath of the whole life-in-danger thing, during which she had a moment where she thought 'maybe i should just die') has her own realisation, which is 'uh oh i think i'm a lot more fucked up in the head than i thought'

there's like a quiet little moment in the aftermath where she very tentatively conveys this to barbatos, who, in the light of his recent revelation, immediately resolves himself to help her

so from now on he's keeping ik safe while also tentatively helping her properly recover from her dad's death and get into a healthier mindset, through long long talks and showing her all the coolest and most beautiful corners of the universe

he also takes it upon himself to teach ik a lot of the stuff she's missing because she's away from standard human school on space-time adventures, plus a whole bunch more

and barbatos ALSO also helps ik realise that her dad wasn't really the greatest dad + becomes that nurturing parental figure that she's really been lacking her whole life

ik gets a lot more lively (and daring) as time goes on, and soaks up all the stuff barb teaches her like a sponge

at some point she starts being able to do the whole doctor thing of fast talking and fun sci-fi one-liners, while barbatos stands and smiles proudly in the background

so that's where we'll leave them! NO tragic stuff, just a happy ik and her time lord dad who go on adventures where they meet aliens, see stars, and save planets (plus sometimes the entire universe)

(idk what the other jtta characters are doing throughout all of this but some of them could probably be recurring friendly allies encountered during the time-and-space adventures - like jack harkness i guess - and a couple could probably become companions too??)

[dear-wormwoods]

Can we hear your “fill in the blanks” headcannons about the new future?

I have some but they’re mostly about Kyle, so I hope it’s okay if I only write about him haha. I have a ton of headcanons about the Post Covid future and some for the fixed future too so I’m gonna unload both here.

Dark Timeline:

Kyle stays close friends with Kenny and becomes close with Token after the broship breaks up. He and Cartman ignore each other throughout middle and high school. During this time, he writes a lot of letters to Stan (who is in juvie) but never sends any of them. He spends a lot of time mourning that friendship and feeling guilty for how things turned out for Stan, as if he could have prevented any of it if he’d only tried harder/been better. Also at this time and because of Stan, he stops having faith and kind of renounces God, which takes a huge toll on him mentally. Without Stan and Cartman around to react to emotionally, he becomes very apathetic.

He goes to college at the University of Denver, majoring in Psychology. He does this partly because he’s spent so much time dwelling on Stan and wants to kind of retroactively repent for his failure to help him by helping other kids. After graduation, he spends a few years working as a youth counselor at a residential program for kids and adolescents before returning to UD to pursue a graduate degree in mental health counseling.

In part because he’s learning about trauma at school and in part due to being around the kids he works with, he starts thinking about a lot of the things that happened to him in South Park - some things he tried to convince himself were normal and some things he actively tried to bury. His anxiety peaks in college because he feels like nothing in his life has ever actually been in his control, and as a way to gain the control he lacked as a child, he starts to develop a disordered relationship with food and exercise.

He has like three serious relationships between the ages of 18 and 32 and even lives with two of them for a good stretch, but each relationship ultimately fails because he can’t connect with any of them on a deep emotional level and is therefore really detached physically on top of being triggered by certain activities. He goes through the motions, convinces himself he has feelings he doesn’t actually have, and regularly dissociates in the bedroom.

He starts to see a therapist in his early twenties and goes pretty frequently for close to a decade, basically until he moves back to South Park. He tells her a lot about his youth, though not the full truth about some of the more fantastical things that happened, and starts to work through a lot of his hang ups about relationships, as well as his anxiety, emotional numbness, and issues with control. He really believes in therapy and puts a lot of effort into it, but stops going when he moves out of Denver.

Moves back to South Park in his early 30’s mostly for practical reasons - his parents are getting older and Ike is off doing his own thing, and Kyle has a ton of debt and a terrible credit score so buying a house is out of the question for him. Once he’s back in town, he really regresses and loses a lot of the progress he made in therapy. He settles for being lonely and miserable and meanwhile finds himself clinging to old memories and regrets.

He gets a job at the school and pretty much pours all of his energy into that, while eventually also doing online counseling on the side. He cares a lot about the kids, which makes him feel a little less alone in his personal life, but he’s still extremely lonely. His dream was always to have a family, but he’s given up on relationships and keeps putting having kids off due to his financial situation, so it just never ends up happening for him. His whole life revolves around work, and every cent he earns goes into paying down debt. He’s kind of just numb to everything at this point and spends a solid 15+ years that way, until Kenny dies and Stan and Cartman re-enter the picture.

Fixed Timeline:

Stan and Kyle’s problems aren’t instantly fixed in this timeline - they still have their individual issues as well as issues with each other. The difference is that in this timeline they choose to help each other and choose to work through their problems, together and separately. They both go to therapy - not South Park therapy but real therapy, even if it means traveling to the city for it - and because of this they become much better equipped to communicate with each other.

They do realize their feelings for one another at a young age and act on it in high school. It still takes a lot of work understanding each other, but they do double down on their love and respect for one another and push through any early problems they have.

When Stan joins the army, Kyle is extremely distraught and it causes a lot of angst between them. They try to stay together, though, and do for quite some time despite rarely getting to see each other.

As far as Kyle’s debt goes… in this timeline he hires a lawyer (not Gerald) to sue the credit card company that gave him his card at nine years old because it’s actually illegal for a minor to enter into that kind of contract. His debt ends up cleared and he’s able to start fresh.

Kyle still follows the same educational path as the dark timeline - he goes to the University of Denver for Psychology, though this time it’s not in a desperate attempt to understand Stan but rather because he really appreciates all that his therapist has done for him and wants to help other kids the same way. He still works at the residential program, still goes back to graduate school, and still ends up a school counselor (though not in South Park - I don’t like the idea of him staying there forever).

While Kyle establishes himself in Denver, Stan finds success in the military. They try to make it work, but eventually things come to a head because Stan wants Kyle to live with him and Kyle loves his job and doesn’t want to uproot his life every time Stan gets assigned somewhere new. They stay together but agree to hold off on marriage.

In their 30’s they discover that they’re on totally different pages regarding kids - Kyle desperately wants to start a family and Stan is pretty certain that he doesn’t want kids because he worries about being absent so often and is also scared of becoming like Randy. This actually does lead to a breakup, a really heartbreaking one where they decide they might just work better as friends.

Kyle goes on to start a family by himself, because even though they’re broken up, he still loves Stan and doesn’t want to raise children with anyone else. Kenny helps him out with paying for the process.

Stan ends up in Space Force and gets stationed on Mars, and he and Kyle see each other even less often. But each time he returns to Earth, he gets more attached to Kyle’s children and it becomes harder and harder to deny that they still love each other romantically. Even the kids can tell and badger them about it.

They kind of stay in this limbo until Stan almost dies on Mars and gets honorably discharged, at which point they both dramatically confess that they never got over each other. So they get back together, get married, Stan becomes the dad he was always meant to be, and they finally live happily ever after.

I could probably go on but this is so long already. Can’t even touch on any other characters haha. As you can see the “fixed” timeline still has issues going on in it - it’s not ideal. I just like drama though.

[damedamedame]

Hi hi! Can I have a scenario/oneshot where Teru has an admirer that really loves him and he pretty much hates them? He doesn't know why but he hates them so much for things his fangirls does yet he doesn't hate his fangirls. She gets heart broken after he rejects her and over time falls for Kou. Teru realizes he really like her but cant take it back cuz Kou also really likes her too and Teru would never hurt his brother like that. So now he has to watch his brother date the love of his life. :D

TERU MINAMOTO X READER - ONESHOT

- “Too late.”

WARNINGS: angst enough to make a simp weak me

NOTES: my heart hurts and this is why it took 2+ months to write this thank u (also kinda tweaked it a bit, hope you don’t mind!)

( unedited + fem ! reader )

Was there a lifetime waiting for us in a world when I was yours?

At least, those are the god-forsaken words Teru murmurs in the deepest depths of his mind, tired eyes piercing at both you and Kou through the glass of champagne that he’s had far too many of. The married couple, he won’t ever admit how bitter he feels when the two words rolls off the tip of his tongue, were laughing, fingers intertwined as the rest of the people in the venue smiled at how gorgeous and how... happy you two looked.

He zones out a second after, the composed self he’s managed to keep throughout the wedding was irritably divided into immensely vexing thoughts that have haunted him since the first time he’d accidentally walked into the first time Kou had the nerve the courage to kiss you. 

‘Would she have been better off with me instead of him?’

God.., he hasn’t been this infuriated over you since he was once a high-schooler, since he’d been the ‘School Prince’ and the person that you’d been so overly head-over-heels for. Except these infuriating problems about you that have been clouding his mind for what seemed like an eternity were conflicting now. Before, the sight of your face, the smile etched on your lips, the warm pink hue spread upon your cheeks...

He hated every single one of it. 

You were only a naïve fan of his, a part of the majority who offered him utmost praise and raced to be the one sitting by his side. However, unlike all his other fans, you were the only one who affected him in this way.

The only one to make his heart pang when you’d mention his name.

The only one to stop him from sleeping due to the overdriven thoughts he had of you.

The only one who’d get his attention when his wandering eyes unconsciously scan the classroom.

He wanted to stop this. He wanted the feelings in the pit of his stomach to stop because he didn’t want this, he’s never wanted this to happen... but there it was. 

In the form of you, holding a simple love letter in your hands and your face a blushing mess. Teru looks at you for a minute before turning you down. It’s a harsher let-down than his usual ones, he remembers the words ‘I’ve never thought of you that way’ and ‘I never will like you, (Y/N).’ coming out from his mouth, all blatant lies, of course. 

You ran away after that, hands clutching onto the same love letter you held, now crumpled. Guilt filled him up completely once he’d seen you crying your eyes out, but rejecting you was the best decision he could make if he wanted to get rid of aching feelings for you.

That’s what he thought, a lifetime long ago.

Now you were here in a white wedding gown, now a new addition to the Minamoto household, but not with him. You opted for his little brother instead, Kou having lent a comforting hand after seeing you just sobbing away in the back of the school’s gymnasium. 

Teru watched it the love story between you and Kou, smile evident on his face as he tries to ignore how empty he feels. If it were someone else, if it were anyone else but you, he would have been the happiest brother alive. He wouldn’t be smiling too widely in the wedding pictures, and he wouldn’t have been drinking three glasses of champagne as he watches you both on the dance floor. 

But, God, all he could imagine was the ‘What if’s’. 

If he had let down his worthless pride, give you the chance of happiness you dreamed of, and accepted the feelings that had been brewing within him... could he have had this? 

‘There’s no use dwelling on the issue now’, Teru gives the smallest of frowns, but brightens up when he saw Kou walking towards him. 

“Kou? Why aren’t you with your blushing bride?” Could you have been his blushing bride?

“Don’t worry, Teru-nii, she’s still talking with her friend... and...”

Teru’s guilt tips over at the simple words. 

“I’m really happy to have you as my big brother and at our wedding!”

Kou’s smiling, so genuinely and so sweetly, but he doesn’t see how his own big brother is nearly tearing up. ‘Not today.’ Teru thinks to himself, standing up and patting Kou on the back with a quick and muttered, “Thank you.” before leaving to go to the bathroom.

He notices you glance at him, eyes twinkling with the happiness that he now realizes he wanted to give to you, and he can’t help but walk faster.

Yeah, he’s not going over to Kou’s for a long, long while.

.

END NOTES: it’s 1:06 am and i’m crying over teru minamoto good nyt

i should really start listing down names for the taglist : @YAKO IK YOU’RE THERE SOMEWHERE COME GET UR TEA *cough* @moryi @tokoyamis-luv @akaneaoisartblog @astrxrism

[ndeyebaby]

im close to giving up.

ok so, i need some help at loa so i wanna tell about my situation. i'm willing to solve it by myself as this is my reality, but i'm lost about some important stuff. no pressure but it would be really useful if i got a reply.

here's what happening: I've overconsumed info for months. i know almost everything ig. self concept, victim mentality, states, sats, void, lullaby, limiting beliefs, embodying, mental diet, persisting, affirming, etc.. but i don't know how to apply them. i mean- whenever someone asks "omg my life is awful rn how do i change that" loa blogs usually say persist and affirm, but as silly as this sounds... what does it truly mean?

is persisting just affirming and thinking about how you have your desire (reminding yourself u could say). another thing loa blogs never really say is those two things: 1) how to do any method that requires u to be drowsy- when you have insomnia? and 2) how to embody who you want to be when you have adedonia/apathy? 3) how to remember TO do affs and knowing u have your stuff? 4) how to ignore what the 3d is showing. should u just do a mental diet and avoid EVERYTHING negative, even jokes such as "i should kms"?

not gonna traumadump ofc, ik y'all aren't therapists and i can just revise that, but while i don't, then how can i change my situation fast?

i don't wanna be impatient but i wish i could know how, because while i did overconsume I'm still clueless about this. especially because of how i got stuff that gets in my way. i need to do something that works super fast, like IKK if u assume that if it works fast then it will, but then again.. what is assuming? now you may be thinking "this cannot be real, imagine being this stupid" but english is not my first language (despite me speaking it fairly well ig?), and the translator doesn't make it clear as to what it means honestly... so dumb it down for me.

tl;dr: i need to change my whole reality and need to know how to do it fast, but also i need detailed instructions on the meaning of the terms commonly used because my mother language doesn't feel "close" to it yk. if possible i want to know about something that works in one month or so (again ik u can change it instantly if u assume it but dumb it down), because i don't wanna spend another year living like this.

Hello!!

Sorry for the late response as I’ve been a bit busy,,

I get that you’ve over consumed but you seem a bit confused? But let’s get back to the basics.

Imagining creates reality.

Your imagination is the only reality. Not anything you can physically see, feel, hear, and touch.

God is not some man in the sky or some sadistic being who hates women and gay people. He is your own wonderful human imagination.

You want to change your reality? Fair. Your desires are god-given rights.

Dwell in your new reality in imagination and feel it. What I mean is, experience it. This video is useful.

You don’t have to deal with your undesired reality anymore. Take your attention away from it by focusing on your desired reality in your mind, knowing that it will reflect outwardly.

Feel free to message me if you need it 💕💕 ily