#but theyre clearly meant to be laughs so

[nonbinaryphantom]

there is a sufficient evidence supporting that maddie and fenton are more often than not, good parents. like ive been going on a dp rewatch (although im skipping episodes im not too interested in) and even without the episodes focusing on relationships between their parents and kids (maternal instincts, one million dollar ghost, etc).

like theres little scenes like when jazz calls down the parents in my brother’s keeper maddie is very quick to go ‘is there something with danny? do you need to talk about something?’ theres jack going to bat for danny when he thought he was in danger in girls night out. they were overprotective about jazz in the episode 13. the entire episode reality trip for the reveal nerds. even like the episode with the strongest evidence that theyre neglectful (fright before christmas) maddie rushes out to get danny when the trees attack. hell even in the one episode where danny nearly got absolutely blasted/vivesevted by maddie in masters of all time he still got through to her that he’s her son even when he has the most flimsy evidence being a family photo. like she was remarkably easy to convince that danny was her alternate universe son she had with jack who she at the time believed wanted nothing to do with her. seriously if he can convince her that then I’m sure he can prove he’s half ghost to her with enough backing.

anyways the fentons are pretty good parents and i will die on this hill

[bugflies00]

i have so many thoughts about the tommy song/video and theyre a jumbled mess. i wouldnt call this an analysis this is just. most of my thoughts surrounding the video and what it shows about tommy

one of the things that stuck out to me (outside of how depressing and just like. is this guy okay) is something that ive always respected tommy for because he's always stuck with it and its his like. fervent conviction in people doing things theyre passionate about. thats always been one of the things he talks about all the time!!!

when AI started appearing he was talking about death of creativity, with the internet he's always talking about how the real tragedy is the algorithm killing people's passion by driving them with views and money, and even when he talks about youtube itself, and nowadays standup, its so full of passion.

and i think thats really important because it would be extremely easy for someone like tommy, who's in the process of maturing his online image from a very loud, immature and PASSIONATE persona, to make fun of it. it would be so easy to do like so many other creators and laugh at how "cringe" it was and make a quick cash/attention grab with a funny clip of him laughing at himself. but he never has. well don't get me wrong he's laughed at himself or old videos but it's always just. good natured taking the piss out of himself, it's never this like. mocking your younger self who was so excited to do what they did only because now its "cringe".

not only is he constantly giving that advice to other people (its been years of him replying, to any kid in his chat or donations asking advice on how to be a creator etc, "just go and do it if you love it!!"), he's coherent with how he applies it to himself. he realised he was making cash grab tiktok react vids and hated it so much he just stopped uploading for a while.

i dont know i just think there's something admirable about being able to still be sincere in a time where everything especially online has to be processed through a layer of irony. and its even funnier because he's more sincere THROUGH the irony i mean he's literally going into standup.

letting yourself create something that "means" something is fucking hard especially when half the internet still sees you as a kid who screams around. except the thing is that kid DID make stuff that mattered and that meant something because he was, in his own words, having fun.

i think thats what the format of the video was about too. i mean i think it was pretty clearly not a song thats meant to be streamed, its not purely music, its also a video because tommy is also first and foremost an editor who went to film college. its also not a "comedy" song like he's made some before, because those were all intentionally created to land as many jokes and make a big buzz— which doesnt mean they were bad! im philza is a contemporary lyrical masterpiece. but they had a specific purpose and it was to make people laugh and i think this video was completely like. opposite of what peoples expectations are of tommy. the "wow hes not a child anymore hes being mature🤓" reactions are the most obvious aspect of this (which, like, its been a while, get with the program).

i think the point of this was to make something that genuinely meant something but that was also like. as unpalatable to the algorithm and to the TommyInnit Viewer as possible. even now that he's gone into making quieter, more reflective videos, we've never had the flashing texts and the projector images and just all of that. hes always talking about how he hates the way the "youtube formula" has dictated the course of content and stolen all creativity for youtubers. its not meant to be a YouTube Video tm. its just meant to mean something to someone, and obviously process some sort of personal emotions, and i just think thats. yeah. yeah

i mean he even says so outright. "this needless, self indulgent spiral of self gratification" is pretty damn explicit. its not meant to be funny content its really a cry for help or for just. anything at all really

it was also a lot about perception, yknow the "entertainer" dilemma, "its all attention porn"... theres a layer of this point thats universal, everyone struggles with how they're perceived and i think any "artist" or "entertainer" figure can see themselves in it, but there's also a layer thats completely impermeable to most of us because it touches upon the sheer absurdity of a "youtuber". especially one of tommy's popularity. especially one who blew up so so fast so young. i honestly think its IMPOSSIBLE to process that. its about the ethics of having millions of people's time so readily available to you if you just press the right buttons to make the algorithm happy and then you've got them. im like 75% sure i remember him saying this on stream once, something like "your time is valuable" and if a fan didnt value him as an entertainer they should drop him.

and even here^ thats the saddest "lmao" ive seen in my life SORRY LOL but its really just. yeah im not gonna repeat myself it speaks for itself. perception and internet expectations and all that

one of the other images that stuck out to me was also this:

"yeah i know its too much like bo burnham but it wont be in a year though. in a year it will be like tom simons. just let me figure out what that means, ok?"

a lot of the video is about. influences and inspirations. the bo burnham references are so obvious he's poking at them, but i think he's raising a good point about the creativity that he's constantly praising. its never something that springs up on its own, its all about looking at others work and making it your own and feeding yourself with all those experiences and slowly, surely building your own way of doing things (tommyinnit "minecraft talent show" and "a tribute to dream smp" serial quackity + schlatt impersonator would know all about that) ->

and its daunting! its fucking scary to move away from that! which is also the main vibe i got from the video which, outside of his own issues with how he's perceived online, was the sort of existential dread that comes with actually creating. its one thing to preach you need to be passionate and create, its another to sit down and create something thats BY you. its a part of growing up! and we're literally seeing him do it live (well the bits that he chooses to show obviously)! thats also part of why i think tommy's so relatable to so many people is that he's so like. honest and real about what it's like to grow up, simple as that, and growing into yourself.

"this was everything to me" and using the picture of his younger self... man. theres obviously so much sadness underlying the whole thing but i think the nostalgia and melancholy in mourning being someone who was only inspired/excited by your interests and role models is universal. and obviously for tommy a lot of those influences turned out. well i think it was pretty damn clear who/what he was referring to here. ->

i don't think i need to go too in detail about that, especially cause a lot of the video was clearly a way to process his own personal emotions. especially with those next few images. i just hope he's okay and that god doubles his pain and gives it to mr beast to quote my friend bronzetomatoes. man.

of course he had to end with a funny clip about a hot anime girl and i think that kinda. sums it all up in a way. if that makes sense. at the end of the day its about the fact that he has to use humour to make the thing work when its out in the open, even when he tries not to and to be actually honest, but theres also the fact that hes literally a comedian and creating something "honest" IS through humor. its kindof a double edged sword

right well that was my jumbled mess of psychoanalysing tommyinnit i hope he is alright and all that because well that was. something

[hotvintagepoll]

Conrad Veidt and Mary Philbin (The Last Performance, The Man Who Laughs)—I admit I haven't seen The Last Performance yet but it looks like they were a couple in that movie (albeit horror-style) so I'm hoping it counts. In the Man Who Laughs they were incredibly sweet, lighting up with joy in each other's presence through the entire movie and constantly holding hands and touching. I once heard it described "you don't have to be sold on the idea that those characters were in love" and it's true!

William Powell and Myrna Loy (The Thin Man films)—i know they will have been submitted already but What If They Haven't Been!!!! the screen couple so hot together that people assumed they were married in real life! they match each others snark and dry deliveries SO well, theyre so married i still keep them tucked away in my mind as The Bar of established couples for movies. its also THEIR season rn new years is THE season for the thin man so a vote for loy-powell is a vote for love

This is round 2 of a mini tournament. Each poll lasts for three days. If you'd like to send additional propaganda supporting your favorite hot couple, you can reblog this post with your propaganda added, send it to my asks, or tag me in it. To vote in all the polls, click here. Happy holidays!

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut]

Veidt and Philbin:

Loy and Powell:

William Powell and Myrna Loy from The Thin Man series. Glamorous and witty, with the banter of a will they or won't they couple combined with the mischievous affection of the happily married. And they're detectives!

They're ridiculously in love with each other, genuinely enjoy spending time together, respect each other, and just look at them:

He's dapper! She's gorgeous! Asta is adorable! They're simply the best!

Nick & Nora Charles, my pre-Code LOVES. Wikipedia describes them in one line as a couple who enjoy “copious drinking and flirtatious banter,” and they’re right for that.

Myrna Loy and William Powell, their delight in each other on screen makes me deliriously happy every time I watch them. I’ll even watch the later Thin Man movies, even if they aren’t great, just for those two flirting and smirking knowingly at each other. Watching them as Nick and Nora, you just know those characters really enjoy being with each other more than anyone else.

They had sizzling chemistry, and their real life friendship meant that they actually enjoyed being around each other, and it showed on screen.

I know I'm probably not the only one suggesting them, but I HAVE to nominate my favorite on-screen duo: Myrna Loy and William Powell. The chemistry between them has rarely been equaled; they're like the fun, cool couple that's clearly in love without ever being obnoxious about it. I love all of their movies so much, but my favorites are the Thin Man Series, Libeled Lady, Love Crazy, and I Love You Again. Obviously, I'm not alone, seeing as they had 13 movies together. Also, them+Asta? True double income, no kids goals.

(I know other people will be saying this but One Must Be Sure). MYRNA LOY and WILLIAM POWELL. From The Thin Man (1934), After the Thin Man (1936), and all the other Thin Man movies etc. They're just so into each other in such an equitable way, they push each others buttons and tease each other while drinking like fishes and solving mysteries and it's REALLY HOT. They both always had a twinkle in their eyes and adorably wrinkled their noses at each other.

Myrna Loy and William Powell, who are both life goals and wife goals simultaneously. The ultimate gender envy couple.

[doudouneverte]

hii, how are u?

i've been obsessed w feli but sadly there aren't many fics w her.

could you write some angst+fluff for her? reader is sad that she can't introduce felicitas to her parents, because theyre not in the picture anymore (you can choose why) and feli comforts reader, but r feels like a burden?

a/n: oh, I love this one. Sorry for the wait but school is messing with my writing time...

"It's okay, I'm here"

*not my GIF*

Pairing: Felicitas Rauch x FRAWNT!reader

Summary: based on the request above

Type: Angst + Fluff

Warning: bad parents, homophobia (homophobic parents)

word count: 3398

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Back to the changing at the end of training, joy and excitement for the next game were clearly drowning the room. It will be the final of the DFB-Pokal against Freiburg. While the girls were planning things for the next day, you were discussing something with Svenja until music started to play in the room and you felt someone dragging you by the arm. You looked at them to find your girlfriend, Felicitas Rauch, visibly very excited to dance. You were exhausted and just wanted to get dressed and go back home, but her smile made you give up.

After a little dance and finally getting changed, you waited for your girlfriend in the parking lot, where you resumed your conversation with your captain.

"So, how was your little trip with Feli last week?" The German player asked.

"It was pretty cool. We didn't do anything special, but you know, with her, everything is special."

"Aww, look at you. You're too cute when you talk about her like that."

"I mean it. I don't really need to do something; I'm just grateful she's here, and I thought about..." You interrupted yourself when you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. Before you could speak again, your girlfriend wrapped you in a tight hug and left some kisses on your neck, making you giggle.

"Okay, I think I'll let you enjoy your time together. We will see each other tomorrow." Svenja told you. You just nodded before she left, and you entered your car with the defender.

Back in your shared house, you exaggerated a groan before you left your shoes and your training bag at the entrance before collapsing on the couch. Feli laughed at your attitude before she joined you with Cinnamon in her arms.

"Oh, come on, training was rather light today." She said letting the dog sit on your lap before snuggling against your tired body.

"I know, but I didn't sleep enough yesterday, so I'm very tired." You explained.

"Don't worry, tomorrow is a day off. I know the girls proposed to have lunch, but if you're very tired, we can stay at home."

"I would love that, but you forgot something." You said making her a little confused. "Tonight, Julie, come, and we also need to prepare something for tomorrow." You remembered her.

Julie was your little sister, and the next day would be her birthday—well, not exactly. She already had her birthday the day prior, but since you started to play in Germany, she always comes to celebrate with you a few days later.

Feli knew about that. At least about the version you always told her—that being busy meant that your sister always had to come to Germany to spend time with you. It was actually true, but not the full version.

"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Do you need my help for anything?" Your girlfriend asked.

"Um, I think I just have to buy eggs and flour to make a cake for tomorrow, but don't worry I-"

"I'll do it!" The defender cut you. "Let it to me. You know how much I love your sister. Don't worry, you can go pick up her, and I'll buy everything we need for tomorrow." She assured you.

"Are you sure about that? I mean, I know you can deal with everything, but I don't want to force you to do anything. We just came back from training; you're tired."

"And so you are. Don't worry; I promise you it's okay. I love to pamper her." She stole you a kiss before standing. "Okay now, come on, we need to take a shower before we go."

"I don't know if I ever told you, but I'm really lucky to have you." You said before following.

"I know, you say it every day." She commented.

"And you don't know how much it means to me." You whispered before kissing her. The defender didn't hear you, but she still reciprocated the affection.

An hour and a half later, you were finally ready to leave, and it took you only thirty minutes to reach your destination. Like expected, your sister was waiting for you, and she immediately caught you in a hug when she saw you.

"Je commençais à croire que tu m'avais oublié. (I started to think that you forgot me.)" She said after you pulled away.

"Arrête de faire ta drama queen, je viens a peine de finir mon entrainement. (Stop doing your drama queen; I just finished my training.)" You replied. "Now let's go. I have a girlfriend that I want to see." You added while you started to put her luggage on the backseat.

"Oh, come on, you see her every day." She said before taking place on the passenger side, you rolled your eyes and decided not to talk back.

The ride back was filled with laughter and pure enjoyment at being reunited. Back at home, Feli was already here, and of course the two women instantly fell in each other's arms.

"Wow, okay, I already got replaced." You said irronicaly.

"Oh, come on, don't act like that; you are always with her." Your sister said.

"Okay, I don't want any arguments today; I'm really tired, and I think we all need to have a good night. So, now girls, let's eat and sleep." Feli said ending any potential sibling argument.

"Yes, ma'am." you both said before heading to the kitchen.

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The next day, you were awakened by a very excited defender, and because she had to be quiet, you found it very cute. When she realized that you were fully awake, she didn't waste more time before leading you into the living room to show you what she started to do.

"Wow, why are you so excited?" you asked her after almost tripping on your own foot.

"Look at this." The defender showed you all the decorations she made a little earlier. "I just need your help with something. But before that, what do you think about this?" she asked you.

"That's... incredible," you finished. "I didn't know you had so much talent to decorate this place," you added, really surprised.

"Thans. I didn't want to awaken you because I know that you were very tired yesterday."

"Oh, come on, babe, you know you're maybe the only person who is allowed to wake me up whenever you want." You said while you rolled your arms around her hips. "I meant it when I said that I'm lucky to have you in my life."

"Okay, now stop being cheesy and kiss me before the baby wakes up and starts to complain because we show 'too much love'." She mimicked your sister's voice.

Just after attaching your lips to Feli's, you heard someone making some disgusted noises behind you.

"I can't leave you two alone for five minutes," your sister said, making you roll your eyes. "And by the way, I'm not a baby anymore," she added.

"You need to stop eardropping, you little dipshit." You said earning a firm slap from your girlfriend.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Feli said, escaping from your arms to hug your sister. "Happy birthday, Prinzessin (princess)."

"Oh, and now she's been called Princess; you never called me like that before." You said while you filled a cup of water.

"Stop pouting, mommy; it doesn't suit you." Your sister said making you choke on the water, and Feli blushed more quickly than ever seen.

"Julie!" you both yelled.

"What? It's your own fault to not be quiet while you....you have your affairs," she replied with a disgusted look.

"Please, someone kill me right now." Feli said this dramatically before going back to your shared bedroom.

You were about to say something when your sister's phone rang. She looked at it, then looked at you with a curious expression. You didn't have to ask before she showed you who was calling; it was your mom.

You picked up for her and quickly pressed the phone on her before leaving the room. On your way to go somewhere far away from your sister's phone, you collided with the defender.

"Hey, where are you going? We haven't given her her present yet." You didn't reply and just dragged her back from where she came out.

"I just want to cuddle with you while she's on the phone."

Feli was aware that something was strange after your request. Of course, it was not unusual for the defender that you asked something like that, but when Julie came to visit, you were always stuck with each other. Sometimes the defender felt like the third wheel, but she knew that because you couldn't see her as much as you wanted, it was logical that you wanted to spend all your time with her.

"Is everything okay?" The defender asked carefully while you were lying on top of her with your head hidden in the crook of her neck.

"Yes," you replied quickly, but without moving.

"Are you sure? Because usually you would be annoying Julie knowing that she can't do anything while she's on the phone." She said with a little smile on her face, reminding herself every time you did that and your sister chasing you around the hole house after.

"Yeah, don't worry, I just want to spend some alone time with you."

"Okay." She replied and started to play with your hair. A few seconds later, she heard someone knock on the door. "Come in." 

Julie opened the door and immediately felt bad for you when she saw you curled against your girlfriend's body. "Uh, Y/n?" She called you, a little unsure of how she should announce it. When she heard you hum, she took a rather long moment before dropping the bomb. "Mom called. She asked if I was planning to come home soon and told her that I would stay until your next game." She took a pause, letting your girlfriend be confused for a moment. "Her and dad will come to see you play tomorrow."

"That's super!" Your girlfriend sheered, but when she was not met with the same excitement from both of you, she reconsidered it.

"Svenja wants to see me," you said before leaving the bed and heading to the bathroom. "I think it would be cool if you came too; I promised her to let her know when you come to visit," you said to your sister before closing the door.

Feli stayed there, trying to process whatever was happening. She didn't have to wait too long before you came back and started to get dressed.

"Listen, I don't know what's happening right now, but you do really need to leave right now?" the defender asked.

"Don't worry, we will be really quick." You tried to reassure her with a light peck on her lips, but she could feel that you were not totally honest with that. Even if she wanted to stop you or invited herself, she knew (almost) more than anyone to not overstep things with you.

~~~~~

"Well, when you say that something bad happened, I didn't know it was that bad." Svenja said while you were trying to be eaten alive by her couch.

"At least they didn't show up unnacounced." Julie said.

"Why do they have to come when we play a final? They had all the season to come and be as disrespectful as they wanted; why did they choose one of the most important games?" You asked no one.

"I think you should tell her." Your captain proposed.

"I can't..." You started to feel some tears filling your eyes.

"Y/n, I agreed to keep it for myself because we were sure that they would never come here to see you, but now things are different."

You sighed and tried to restrain some tears.

"Don't worry, we will be there if you need anything." Svenja reminded you.

~~~~~

An hour later, you were back at home. Feli noticed the change in mood but didn't say anything, at least not to you. She waited until you went to your bedroom to take your sister apart.

"Julie, what happened?" The defender asked.

"I don't think I'm the right person to talk to you about. I think you should see it directly with her." Your sister replied. "And honestly, I think she may need your help." She added.

In the bedroom, you were curled up on the bed while trying to stop spiraling–which was almost impossible–when you heard the door getting opened. You didn't have to look to know that it was your girlfriend who was visibly worried about your state.

"Hey liebe(love), what's going on?" She asked after she sat next to you.

"I don't want to play tomorrow." You said making her more worried than before.

"Why?"

"Because that means I would have to see them, which I don't want."

"Who? Your parents?" You didn't reply and just nodded. She laid down next to you and cuddled you as much as possible. "Listen, I don't know what happened with them, but can you explain me why you feel like that? You are usually the one who always complains that they never come to see you play, and now you're not happy with that."

"Trust me, you don't want to know." 

"Of course, I want Y/n. They're the ones who raised you, and... they're your parents."

"They were." You stated making the defender's heart shatter at your expression. "They stopped being my parents at the moment they stopped seeing me like their daughter." 

"What happened?" She asked after a little silence.

"Nothing," you replied. Your body was slightly shaking, and you were crying again. "nothing happened. They just hate me because I... because I..." You couldn't find the strength to finish your sentence while you were remembering your sudden departure from the place you once called home.

Feli tried to calm you, but nothing seemed to work.

"They hate me because I love you." You said, and now the defender started to put some pieces together.

"They don't like who you are?" She asked, and you shook your head. She finally dragged you into a bone-crushing hug while you continued to cry on her shoulder.

"It's okay, babe; I'm here. I'll not leave you." She said trying to shush you.

"I don't want to see them, please." You pleaded to no one because you knew that whatever happened, you would have to face them.

Your girlfriend pulled away from the hug and cleared some tears from your face. "Hey, hear me out, mein liebe(my love). Even if these people don't like you, we will always be there for you. Me, Julie, and the team. And even Cinnamon and my parents too." She kissed one cheek and the other before she spoke again. "If they don't love you because of who you are, that's their problem. For me, you are the most beautiful and incredible woman who ever walked on this planet; you are perfect, and nothing could change that. I will not let some horrible people think that they can change that. I love you, and I don't care if I have to fight your parents or the entire planet to have you by my side, because I would definitely do it."

Your sobs were more calm after her confession. That was the first time someone said something like that to you. "Do you mean it?" You asked.

"Of course. And look, my parents already love you, so you don't have to care about what your parents think about us. And I was thinking that if one day I have to ask for someone's blessing to marry you, it will definitely be your sister..."

She continued to ramble for a moment until you kissed her, and she realized what she said.

"I mean only if you want, of course." She said making you laugh quietly.

"Let me some time to think about it, but I would be happy with that." 

You stayed in your girlfriend's arms for a moment until you heard someone knock on the door. When Julie opened it, she could tell that you cried a lot, but from your expression and Feli's tight grip, she could also guess that you finally decided to tell her about your past.

"Excuse me, I don't want to ruin anything, but I think we have a birthday to celebrate, and we still don't do anything today." Your sister reminded you.

~~~~~

The final whistle announced the end of the match, and with that, your victory. You were celebrating with your teammates when you spotted your sister and your parents among the VfL fans. You shoot a sincere smile at your sister but decide to ignore the other adults to not ruin the mood of the team.

After a little celebration in the locker room, it was time to leave. You were in the bus waiting for Feli to come, but the defender didn't show up since you left her a few minutes earlier.

"Hey, Poppi, do you know where Feli is?" You asked your captain, a little confused, not to see your girlfriend anywhere.

"She said she had someone to see, but she should be back really quickly." The striker replied, and despite your pout, there was nothing you could do except text her.

In the parking lot, your sister was talking with your parents when they heard someone coming in their direction.

"Feli?" Your sister asked very confusedly.

"Hi Prinzessin, I hope you enjoyed the game." The defender said while she hugged the younger woman. After she pulled away, she looked at your parents and held her hand, which they shook much to her surprise. "Hi, I'm Felicitas Rauch. I think you saw me play earlier."

"Yeah. We don't usually watch football; we came because our little girl wanted to see this match, but I need to say that I'm very impressed by your performance." Your mom said with a rather bright smile, and that's almost made your girlfriend feel sad to know that the smile that she loves the most came from someone who hates you the most.

"Yes, I have to say that I agree with my wife on that; your team was very good." Your father added, and the defender offered them a fake smile. Julie watched the interaction, totally flabbergasted by everything.

"Thank you. I really appreciate that, but I came to talk to you about something else." The German said, earning a confused look from the couple. "I'm Y/n's girlfriend." At those words, your parents faces changed suddenly. The bright and welcoming smile was quickly replaced by a heinous and disgusted expression. "See, I'm not here to ask for your blessings or anything like that. No, I came to tell you to never show in front of her again. You already destroyed her too much in the past, and it took me a very long time to put the pieces together. I don't know why you showed up today, but judging by your expression and your lack of good feelings for her, I don't think you're here to make things up. I just want you to leave and never come back. You ignored her for the most part of her career. I think it will not be very difficult to do the same a little longer."

"I knew it." Julie mumbled to herself after your girlfriend finished her speech.

"I don't say goodbye; just go straight to hell and leave her alone." The defender said before going back to the team bus.

Almost five minutes later, you were talking with Dom and Lena when you saw your girlfriend finally walking to the bus with an angry expression. However, this feeling totally got washed away when she saw you tap the seat next to you to indicate that you had saved her a seat. She crashed next to you and intertwined your fingers before resting her head on your shoulder.

"Where were you?" You asked quietly.

"Saying goodbye to someone." She said with a proud smile. When you nodded and were about to resume your previous chat, she grabbed your face with her free hand, making you look at her. "I'm really lucky to have you in my life, mein liebe." She said making you blush.

"I'm very lucky too." You replied. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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hiii can u maybe do a drabble with little!mike, like he wakes up tiny after a nightmare and cg!reader (masc if thats okay :)) has to comfort him? i love ur mike drabbles and headcanons btw theyre so RASKJHFLD /pos /nf obviously :)

HI FRIEND <3 I literally have like 7 requests to get to but I decided to write this because little!mike and I love the idea <3 ive kinda avoided using daddy because of how sexualized the term is but I use it here! I hope you don’t mind; I can always change it!!! I hope you enjoy <33

◞♡࿐ (post movie, so contains spoilers)

You were asleep when Mike woke up, sweating and crying. He had just woken up from a nightmare featuring the yellow rabbit, the man who had hurt his little brother and almost his little sister too. He had a bad day before and was ultimately exhausted so his nightmare made him age regress.

“Daddy,” he cried out for you, softly shaking your shoulder, “please wake up.” In his dream, the yellow rabbit had hurt you too and he couldn’t bare it if his dream had become reality. You were too important to him. When you didn’t wake up, Mike began sobbing even more and shaking you even harder. “Please, don’t tell me the bad man hurt you too.”

Fortunately, you had woken up and caught the last half of Mike’s sentence. “Hey hey hey bear, I’m okay. Daddy’s okay.” You reassured him, mumbling with sleep still evident in your voice. You slowly sat up on your elbows and gathered your boy into a hug, running your hands along his back in a repetitive manner to soothe him.

“Do you want to tell me what happened? What bad man?” You asked even if you likely already knew. You had barely known Mike when he worked at Freddy’s but you had heard plenty about the events surrounding William Afton from him, Vanessa, and even Abby.

Mike sniffled, “the yellow rabbit. The one who took Garrett and almost hurt Abby. He had hurt you this time and I couldn’t save you and he laughed and laughed and laughed. And then he came to hurt me and that’s when I woke up.” He started to sob more because of his rambling, this time in your arms.

You lifted a hand up and ran your fingers through his soft hair. “Oh, I’m so sorry, baby boy. That must have been so scary. But I’m okay and so is Abby. She’s right down the hall and I’m right here with you in my arms, safe and sound.” Mike nodded but kept crying, clearly still upset with his dream.

You began to think of ways to further calm him that didn’t involve staying up too much longer. He might not want to sleep again but you know he should, as he’s always tired. “Hey, how about we go warm you up some milk? And then I can borrow a book from Abby and read you a bedtime story? Does that sound okay?” Mike blanched at the thought of sleeping again but nodded anyway.

“That’s my good boy.” You pressed a kiss to his forehead and detached yourself from him, quickly getting up and rushing over to his side of the bed. You helped him up and held his hand as you walked to the kitchen together. You knew he was regressed to his usual age of about 10 but the fact that he didn’t reject your hand holding meant he was still pretty scared.

You arrived at the kitchen with your boy in tow, grabbing a pot and the gallon of milk in the fridge. You poured out some milk into the pot and turned the stove on before putting the milk back in its place. You grabbed a plastic spoon to stir and began to hum softly, squeezing Mike’s hand as you did.

Soon enough, the milk was warm enough (as per your taste tester’s word) and you still held hands on the way back to his room. He sipped his milk and sat on the bed. You ran your fingers through his hair once again and then made your way to Abby’s room. You were plenty quiet as you grabbed a book you knew Mike liked.

Back in his room, Mike had laid back down and put his glass on the bedside table, his eyes already starting to close. But he fought it, wanting to hear you telling him a bedtime story. And so you began telling it, making sure to do all the voices you know he loved to hear. He giggled at the appropriate times, still sniffling a bit as he drank some more milk.

Within a few minutes, you had finished the story and looked up to see the glass empty and your boy soundly asleep. You smiled fondly and shut the book softly. Putting it next to the glass, you got back into bed with Mike. You moved him slightly so you could spoon him, hoping to protect him from any more nightmares. And with that, you fell back asleep as well.

[girlmetalsonic]

i feel like wave 2 of the dlc may be relating to 8's memories? more tin foil hat theory stuff under the cut. (also full disclosure.. im an agents fan and im assuming this is agent 8 even though it really could be some random octoling LULZ)

SO we see agent 8 in a white, dead coral version of inkopolis square.. the battle tower looks to be under construction almost? maybe thats how its always looked but to me it looks MUCH higher and less finished?

and here we see pearl in the same area as seen by the background. important to note here is that she's smiling, if the square was really destroyed like that i dont think she would seem so happy. she isnt one to be super calm when it pertains to the destruction of the square as we see at the end of octo expansion with her reactions to failing to defeat commander tartar.

this makes me think she isnt ACTUALLY there with 8, and its just some kind of reflection of their memories.

in this image we see them clutching their head VERY SIMILARLY to how they do at the start of octo expansion after losing their memory, further connecting the dlc to agent 8's memories.

this part is more speculation but the glaring light effects (not the shine, the box-looking things) kind of looks like the lights that come out from the windows of a train? and looking to the background it almost looks like pillars you would find in a subway? its not super clear but to me this further relates to their memories of the deepsea metro.

in this image we see several versions of agent 8.. to me this seems like it means theyre struggling to find identity due to their amnesia? the one near the front is colored with marinas color pallet, possibly just due to the lighting but it is important to note that 8's hair is generally warm colored in all of the other art for the dlc; maybe hinting at looking to marina and trying to be like her?

further implying the search for identity.. we have agent 8 staring at their reflection, we cant fully see their expression, but judging from the mouth they look confused? maybe due to their memory loss they dont remember who they are?

taken less literally it could just be a more abstract sense of searching for themself and the artwork is just meant to represent that search without actually being them not recognizing their reflection.

here we see pearl and marina(?) the image is very blurry and its unclear if that is actually marina due to her face being partially obscured but im going to assume it is because shes with pearl. pearl looks.. kind of young in this? maybe not a child but definitely younger than she appears in game. its not super clear what shes holding but based on her expression i would say its probably a camera/phone?

marinas full expression isnt totally shown but it looks like shes smiling and from the way shes holding herself it seems like shes laughing? again its not super clear but it looks like shes holding a splattershot type weapon.

the background is a little too blurry to make out anything super confidently but it SORT OF looks like the battle tower in the background, it might just be marinas hair since there isnt a super defined edge.

here we see marina clearly, she is looking off screen and looks worried and like she is in the middle of saying something? because of the glitchy effects surrounding her it makes me think she might also be a part of 8's memories.

you can see the same blocky train lighting from before, but lower this time.

i originally thought the object closest to the camera might be the tartar goop stuff, but looking closer it doesnt really make sense for there to be holes in it. the farther object im pretty sure is a skull of some sort?

walking away i initially thought this was marina, but looking closer at the shoes they look a lot more like the ones agent 8 was wearing in the overworld shot of the square.

its very difficult to see whats going on in this one, but judging from the tentacles id say its most likely an octarian, probably an octoling. cant say much else besides that other than it looks like theres wires plugged into the top of their head? maybe relating to how octolings are born or created like how at the start of octo expansion in the character creator agent 8 floats around in green goo.

last thing i have any kind of analysis on is this image where we see 8 next to an elevator, looking towards the end of the hallway either at something off screen or at the growing foliage inside the building.

most likely id say this takes place inside the memory world thing? because of the white colors and plants growing indoors.

my main problem with this theory is, how would 8 get inside a memory world? i know there was the mem cakes and all that but unless its some sort of metaphor (which i dont think splatoon would go for something that complex) theres really no feasible way for them to actually be inside their memories? maybe some kind of world that morphs to the thoughts and memories of individuals? its too early to tell.

[gunpowder-tim]

PLEASE SHARE THE TIMBERTIE IDEA. PLEASE

well. okay. - this. got out of hand and i wrote the whole thing not just the idea so. oopsie.

tim always had this dream - more of a nightmare really - and it always went the same, a war, someplace dark and muddy, and tim, right in the middle of it, alongside bertie, the details always stand out the most, the itchyness of the uniforms, the mechanical sounds of breathing. it always starts the same, absolute silence, and then a cacophany of noise all at once. screaming, yelling, gunfire, explosions. and then theyre running, the running feels endless and pointless but they keep going, they keep running, until its just the two of them, running together.

the first few times he had the dream it always ened the same, although the details are never remembered clearly, but bertie dies.

its about the 6th time he has the dream where he realises he can move, he can help. but its fruitless, time and time again he has the dream, time and time again he fails to save his bertie.

tim always wakes from it, scared to have lost him, but hes right there next to him in their bed, and so he pulls him closer, feels him breathing and his heartbeat and knows he is safe.

he never tells bertie the details, just says its the one where he dies, tim thinkss it all feels too real, he darent speak the details in case that solidifies it happening.

the dream continues, on and off, but then, war is declared, and tim tries to ignore the pit in his stomach. ignores the fact that the uniforms in the recruitment advertisments look almost identical to the ones in his dream.

theyre fighting the war, and tim tries to ignore how familiar every thing feels, the sounds, the smells. he mostly succeeds, until one day, tim wakes up, earlier than he ever has, and he knows deep down, today is the day bertie is supposed to die. he tries not to puke as he thinks about it, as he thinks about losing him for real. and he decides, he wont let it happen, no matter what any dreams say.

he still never tells anyone about the dream after that day, its a bit hectic after all, managing to squeeze two people into a life pod meant for one, losing his eyes and bertie losing [whatever], becoming immortal, finding out that dickhead of a soilder is also immortal and actually hes not always a dickhead all of the time. but still is most of the time.

tim mostly forgets about it all within time. except for when its a few well he doesnt know how long its been, but he wakes up from a nap - an unintentional one to be honest, his head was just hurting and he went to lay down in the dark, and he has the dream, when he wakes he is, confused, but bertie is sitting at the little desk in the corner of their room, an octokitten seated on the desk in front of him, wearing tims goggles apparently, bertie is drawing the little creature and had also given it a bit of paper and a pen, it was trying to draw him in return,

i had that dream again, tim tells him, the one where you died, bertie laughs a little, yeah dont think thats happening for either of us any time soon.

tim frowns, i dont think it ever was just a dream

idk then tim tells bertie abt it and how scared he was when it actually happened & then comforting and whatever 👍

[tannisin]

things i loved about natla:

sokka. just sokka. all his scenes were great. obviously they gave his character more emotional weight earlier on, so he is not as goofy. his sarcasm is still there though, his stubborness, his willingness to learn. he is still the comic relief of the season but youre clearly meant to take him more seriously and and and i love him your honor

suki i love you!!!!!! great to see her be just as into sokka as sokka is into her. not her trying to connect with sokka by showcasing her skills as a warrior and instead intimidating and emasculating him im-

iroh and zukos relationship is so soft. the funeral scene had me sobbing. zuko allowing himself to be vulnerable in front of one (1) person im melting im warm butter im soft

katara being the heart of team avatar, aangs greatest supporter, and just as stubborn as sokka - ALSO SHE FUCKING TAUGHT HERSELF WATERBENDING WITH ONLY A FEW INSPIRING WORDS FROM AANG AND JET LITERALLY I LOVE HER SHES SO COOL

the bending cgi was great

azulas abuse being pretty explicit i mean come on did you see ozais little smirk after 'praising' zuko to her face while calling her an asskisser - the emotional manipulation is real he could not care less about either of his children he sees them as tools only

the menstrils

the cave of two lovers being about sokka and kataras sibling love

GYATSO MY HEART MY SOUL tears grief pain

on that note - my god they really had to show how vibrant and unique the air nomad culture was huh, makes you really feel aangs loss

irohs past as a warlord coming back to haunt him and iroh not exactly being perfectly empathic or a saint about it - shows complexity and im glad

hahn being a sweetheart and a hunk (also sokkas bisexuality was strong with this one)

just everytime sokka and katara fight theyre such siblings

also notice how katara only really lets her temper loose on sokka - the amount of trust that takes, she knows he would never leave her even if she hurts him

zuko and aangs conversation in ep 6

katara and sokkas painful memories in ep 5 my god my heart

the sexism of the north being less about women being inferior and weak and more about traditional gender roles that both women and men perpetuate

things that truly baffled (annoy the fuck out of) me:

momo sacrificing himself for a random water tribesperson like momo is an animal with animal instincts why would he risk himself for a stranger

aang not learning waterbending at all

its definitely not the og animated show but i like it anyway. i laughed, cried, yelled through it all and what more can you ask for really.

[castlebyersafterdark]

people who dislike hopper i never get. he was perfection in s1 as a character. he's stable and steadfast in s2 and we root for jopper all the way. s3 everyone went a bit off base, and you gotta wonder... was it deliberate ? surely the writers know what theyre doing. and it was entertaining as hell. and then we see backstory in s4. i don't love the military stuff with the russians but hopper's snowy storyline was actually so compelling because it felt like moody dark s1 hopper again and i missed him. his el storyline is so moving. so so moving. like, if they wanted me to cry during mike's i love you monologue - well they clearly didnt cos they can make me cry in 0.5 seconds flat with the el/hopper reunion, even when im at my most bitter and anti-el lol.

but mostly i just don't understand the hate hopper gets for yelling at mike and treating mileven that way in s3? he was soooo justified cos mike was being an actual little shit and so disrespectful. he needed to learn a lesson and if that lesson was a bit wacko by todays standards then guess what! it was the 80s! and like i said before, entertaining as hell lol. i mean the whole dont mess with jim thing is iconic and we were clearly meant to be on hop's side and laugh. if you were siding with mike atp then you must have been fighting for your life lol cos who wouldnt smile at that music as hopper pulls up to melvalds

wow i have opinions on this lol

COSIGNED!!! Vibing with all of this, I don't need to repeat you because you popped off and gave a stunning sermon. Now, I can understand a lot of people didn't like the Russian plot overall, and I can lean towards that, too - but the problem wasn't Hopper for it. Maybe the Russian plot being included in the series the way it is overall is a misstep, we'll see what relevance it has to close out the show, but Hopper was compelling within that storyline, despite of it.

My final line is just a criticism of the blandest of criticism: "Fuck Hopper because fuck cops!" Well, yeah!!! Agree with the last part!! Are we saying that Jim Hopper is a stunning example of copaganda? Do you really think he's a model police officer meant to prop up the profession? Are you actually serious? 🤣🤣🤣 Messy.

[forehead451]

it scares me to my core that every time. ALMOST every time i have directly brought up a conflict with someone where it's gone on for a while and its weird and i know i fucked up or they think i meant them wrong on purpose and im confused as to whats going on when theyre clearly pretending were okay

that

when ive brought it up, like at the end of my rope and wanting to find out whats wrong so that i can apologize and START OFF the conversation by acknowledging i feel like somethings wrong despite them denying it and im worried i hurt them and heres x evidence why i think so and could we please talk about whats going on with us? bc im feeling really unsure rn and i could use some reassurance in our relationship

like. theyve ended in blow ups and discards.

like. when my biggest fear is being abandoned and i laugh it off and tell myself not to go there and to just be vulnerable and let someone know you need reassurance and you want to make things right, its ended in my biggest fear.

my best friend. my sister. my romantic relationships. even my best online friend. it is so shocking and rattling and yet i just keep seeing it happening and thinking oh no oh no nononono this isnt happening

the times it hasnt happened is when theyre not mad at me. lol. in the one case i was fully in the wrong, they didnt. thats the mark of such faithful friends.

but yeah i just. dont want to be in relationships where a discard is how they handle conflict. it destroys me and tears my heart apart so violently. im not interested in repeating that or putting my emotional safety in the hands of people who cannot hold it

[blaze-vibes-here]

I've chosen to post some fics I wrote while playing franticfanfic solo mode. (These are all gk999 fics, specifically AUs so you don't really need to know canon to read them! :3)

(There's exactly three of them and theyre all under 600 words)

also first time posting writing on tumblr. Pls be nice and enjoy! :D

Title: Car drive

Tws: cars and Shawny's shitty parents (referenced)

The drive back to Tommy's house was short, seeing as the two did live pretty close to eachother —within walking distance in fact! It's just snowing today— and almost the whole time the two sat in silence. It was just when Shawny made the turn to the street that Tommy lived on, that he spoke up.

"Soooo, when are ya gonna get driving lessons? Can't always drive ya everywhere!" He asked, a jokey tone in his voice to let the other know that it was just some lighthearted fun.

Tommy just shrugged in response, clearly tired, which was fair enough. He'd woken up a lot earlier than usual and had stayed up late. "Parents want me to wait till Jenny can do them is well." Was his short reply.

Shawny hummed. Yeah, that was a pretty good reason. He was glad the other had parents who had planned it for him. Shawny's own parents hadn't even realised that he had passed yet.

It had been five months and he was beginning to make a game out of it. Anything to get his mind of the hollow pit in his stomach that formed whenever he was around either of them. Okay, no, he did not want to think about those thoughts right now, and preferably never.

"Hey, what if we go to the beach?" He randomly suggested, earning a surprised look from Tommy. "Shawn, it's snowing." Tommy replied, exasperated.

"And? Don't people do that kinda stuff? Go swimming in freezing temperatures? Isn't it good for the heart or something?" Shawny replied, trying to argue his case as he pulled up on the street in front of Tommy's house.

They could see the light was on in the living room and Jenny bouncing around inside, possibly talking with one of her friends on the phone. Tommy shook his head.

"Maybe tomorrow? Better hope we don't get sick." He replied. That works for Shawny! And so, he nodded his head, agreeing with the others compromise. "That's good! Pick you up at 2?" A grin was showing on his face.

Tommy shrugged. "Sure. Or you could stay the night. It's still snowing pretty badly." Sleepovers, or as Tommy put it "staying the night", were pretty common for them.

Often, Shawny would stay the night, especially if his parents were fighting again. He nodded. "Sure!"

Title: Have you never backed a boat?!

Tws: falling in water and Hunter yells a bunch

"Back the damn boat!" Hunter could be heard shouting from the edge of the river. Unlucky for her, neither Stitcher who was in bow and was the one who was meant to be able to turn the boat nor Herder, who was stuck in stroke unsure of what to do next, had been in a double before.

Therefore, neither of them knew that they weren't supposed to do it together, but instead one of them was meant to keep the boat's balance while the other backed the boat. And so, they tried doing it together.

And immediately lost balance and tipped the boat over. It wasn't unfamiliar for Herder to end up in the water, so he already knew all the motions of getting his feet out of the shoes and grabbed onto the upside down boat. He looked around, luckily spotting Stitcher surfacing is well. "Well, guess we have to wait for Crafter then." She said with a laugh.

They could already hear the sound of the rescue boat going over to them, drowning out the sounds of Hunter shouting at the two. "It might have been a bad idea to have the both of you on a double." Crafter called over the sound of the engine, before leaning over the edge to pull the two up into his boat. "I'll bring you two back inside the boat house to dry up and then I'll get your boat."

Herder nodded, giving the elderly man a light smile. He liked when Crafter was the one to pull him out of the water. He never yelled at him like Hunter would, but then again, Hunter yells at everyone. Stitcher said it was something like a love language for her sister, so he just has to take her word for it.

They finally reached the little dock area they had, and the two clambered out, watching as Crafter quickly sped back to their upturned boat, going to drag it out of the water.

Hunter was already there, and nicely handed them towels to dry off before yelling their ears off about how to properly back a double. After five minutes, she let the two finally go, telling them to go change into their spare clothes.

The walk back up to the boat house was short. It was empty, seeing as everyone else was out on the water still. Herder grabbed his bag before heading into one of the changing rooms, quickly changing out of his soaked clothes and into some much more drier ones. He wrapped the wet clothes into the towel, which he didn't need anymore before leaving, seeing that Stitcher was already out and was pulling down a second rowing machine. "Might as well get some practise today, right?" She exclaimed, waving him over as she sat down at the first one, ajusting the feet as she needed before pulling out her phone to put on some music.

"What rate?" Herder asked, sitting down at the rowing machine meant for him. "Maybe 26 for 2k?"

Title: The curious case of Stitcher Archer

Tws: cars, exactly one swear, and stitcher has paranoia and unhealthy coping mechanisms (it may be justified)

Most of the gang was there. The two pairs of siblings plus the notorious only child to be exact, aka, Tommy & Jenny, Stitcher & Hunter and Shawny.

The two who actually knew how to drive (Hunter and Shawny) were sitting in the front of the car, leaving the other three to squeeze themselves into the back. Jenny had fallen asleep a while ago, which meant that Stitcher only had Tommy to talk to now. She turned her gaze from the road ahead of them to the unsuspecting bastard.

"So! Lovely weather we're having right?" She asked, as if it wasn't lashing rain in the middle of the night. Tommy just blinked at her, half in shock and half from tiredness. "I- you know what, sure, the weather's amazing." He replied. Stitcher nodded at his response before continuing, if he was tired then she'd do the talking for the two of them!

"Ya! Are you excited for where we're going? I know I am! Hunter says it's gonna be somewhere actually fun, and you know how picky she is, so I know that it'll be perfect! Just wish we don't have to leave so early, everyone's gonna be sleepy for the rest of the day. But at least we have three days there!" She rambled on, not leaving any moment for Tommy to get a word in.

Not like he looked as if he wanted to talk, he seemed pretty comfortable just listening to her. Which made sense considering he was best friends with Shawny, who everyone in their group knew to be a chronic case of being a chatter box.

Hunter suddenly made a sharp turn, causing everyone to slide over to the left before getting righted. "Hey! A bit of warning next time!" Stitcher complained before getting shushed by her sister. "You're not the one driving." Hunter replied, temporarily taking her eyes off the road to give Stitcher a look through the mirror.

Stitcher blew a raspberry at her before turning back to continue talking to Tommy. Who had chosen that moment right there to join his sister in the land of dreams. Damn it!

Her plans were foiled once more by the dreaded curse of sleep! This is why she drinks coffee and energy drinks like its air. Constantly avoiding sleep.

She knew it wasn't very healthy, but she couldn't find it in herself to care much. Plus, it wasn't like those fist fights she often got into were healthy for her either. But could you blame her?

The adrenaline rushes she'd get from them were so fun! Maybe the side effect of paranoia wasn't very good but Stitcher could deal with it! It's not like there's actually something out there trying to get her or her friends. Right?

She quickly shook her head, getting rid of the thoughts and focusing on the vast emptiness of the road ahead once more.

[michilinemonster]

Ive asked you over and over again to stop hurting me. All those hours I’ve spent begging, pleading, have meant nothing to you. So what good is it? Why should I embarrass myself- how could I be so naive to think that I’d ever be worth changing for? When I looked into your eyes before, I saw my home, the place is always want to be. You made me feel safe and loved, but more than that you made me feel wanted. You were the first person that I though ever truly wanted me. Now when I look at you all I see in your eyes is the reflection of the things I am not- pretty, funny, smart. When I look in your eyes I start to resent myself. I hate that I’m not enough for you, I hate that no matter what I do you’ll always go looking somewhere else. People tell me I’m not the problem, but I’m the one that chooses to stay where I’m clearly not wanted. You tell me that you love me, you leave the door to your heart open but every time I walk in you scream at me to get out. I don’t know what you want, I don’t know why I’m not it anymore. I don’t want to be your friend, I want you to love me again. I want to feel my stomach take flight when you look at me and I want to smile everytime I hear you laugh. Instead all I can think about is how you look at all of them the same way, and how you laugh at their jokes. How ive given you everything and it hasn’t been enough- how they’ve given you nothing and theyre all you want.

[reveriespiral]

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for jude? im actually not too sure what it is about him that made me so drawn to him. i think the first thing was that i really liked his design. when i started looking more into his character i fell in LOVE with how hes characterized. his typing style is very unique and i like it, and i especially love his overall. vibes. 13 year old boy who spends 90% of his time alone in a treehouse and lives in paranoia because of aliens and a cult. i personally enjoy how his paranoia is shown-- homestuck has a bad habit of going HAHA LAUGH AT THE MENTALLY ILL PERSON but from what i can tell thats not whats happening with jude. joey specifically brought up that his paranoia has gotten so bad he needed to be hospitalized, and it wasnt played for laughs at ALL from what i could tell. i also personally relate to his extreme paranoia. im not paranoid about aliens or cults or anything and i wont get into specifics but i also have paranoia like that and im glad to see it represented in one of my favorite medias ever and not be something for viewers to just laugh at. i also think it was his name that attracted me to him since ive always really liked the name judah/jude and actually learned recently that if i had been a cis boy my dad wouldve named me judah. another thing is that while im not paranoid about it ive always believed in aliens and been interested in the paranormal. also i have TWO big sisters one irl one online. i think it was the hes just like me factor that made me so obsessed with him.

for judemek? anon im trying so hard to be coherent but it is impossible for me to be normal while talking about them so give me some grace. i just really like dammek as a character for other reasons i wont get into in this post but i think him and jude just. work. pitch or red they just work. theyre both extremely paranoid teenage boys who believe in aliens. dammek is clearly intentionally or not abusive to xefros and is probably part of the reason xefros has such low self esteem. jude is described by joey as 'stupidly self assured' so i really dont think hes going to fall for any bullshit dammek tries to pull on him. also i want to see them fight in hauntswitch if it ever comes out. they would fight with guns. jude seems to be much less averse to guns than joey based off of his flare gun, and dammek obviously likes guns. i have to include a little bit about dammek for this to make sense but to me dammek is very clearly experiencing psychosis. everything we know about him points to him experiencing psychosis which is only worsened by the very real threat that is the empire. i dont think theres as much evidence for jude but i feel like hes also going through psychosis and dammek coming to earth is going to worsen both of them so much but also i feel like once they get past the hurdle of trying to kill eachother tom and jerry style they could either help eachother or make eachother worse. im leaning towards help eachother though. judes friends are described with this phrase i cant remember the exact words but i know it meant theyre the type of people to only do things when theyre given something in exchange. and i think seeing how this affects jude real time would help dammek be a better moirail for xefros. hed be like Wow Jude your friends are fucking assholes. Waitt I've been an asshole tto Xefros oh my gog. theres a lot more reasons i like them but like to simplify it? they just work. and theyre cute together.

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what do you like about jude and judemek, if you don't mind me asking?

anon i hope you know im insane

for jude? im actually not too sure what it is about him that made me so drawn to him. i think the first thing was that i really liked his design. when i started looking more into his character i fell in LOVE with how hes characterized. his typing style is very unique and i like it, and i especially love his overall. vibes. 13 year old boy who spends 90% of his time alone in a treehouse and lives in paranoia because of aliens and a cult. i personally enjoy how his paranoia is shown-- homestuck has a bad habit of going HAHA LAUGH AT THE MENTALLY ILL PERSON but from what i can tell thats not whats happening with jude. joey specifically brought up that his paranoia has gotten so bad he needed to be hospitalized, and it wasnt played for laughs at ALL from what i could tell. i also personally relate to his extreme paranoia. im not paranoid about aliens or cults or anything and i wont get into specifics but i also have paranoia like that and im glad to see it represented in one of my favorite medias ever and not be something for viewers to just laugh at. i also think it was his name that attracted me to him since ive always really liked the name judah/jude and actually learned recently that if i had been a cis boy my dad wouldve named me judah. another thing is that while im not paranoid about it ive always believed in aliens and been interested in the paranormal. also i have TWO big sisters one irl one online. i think it was the hes just like me factor that made me so obsessed with him.

for judemek? anon im trying so hard to be coherent but it is impossible for me to be normal while talking about them so give me some grace. i just really like dammek as a character for other reasons i wont get into in this post but i think him and jude just. work. pitch or red they just work. theyre both extremely paranoid teenage boys who believe in aliens. dammek is clearly intentionally or not abusive to xefros and is probably part of the reason xefros has such low self esteem. jude is described by joey as 'stupidly self assured' so i really dont think hes going to fall for any bullshit dammek tries to pull on him. also i want to see them fight in hauntswitch if it ever comes out. they would fight with guns. jude seems to be much less averse to guns than joey based off of his flare gun, and dammek obviously likes guns. i have to include a little bit about dammek for this to make sense but to me dammek is very clearly experiencing psychosis. everything we know about him points to him experiencing psychosis which is only worsened by the very real threat that is the empire. i dont think theres as much evidence for jude but i feel like hes also going through psychosis and dammek coming to earth is going to worsen both of them so much but also i feel like once they get past the hurdle of trying to kill eachother tom and jerry style they could either help eachother or make eachother worse. im leaning towards help eachother though. judes friends are described with this phrase i cant remember the exact words but i know it meant theyre the type of people to only do things when theyre given something in exchange. and i think seeing how this affects jude real time would help dammek be a better moirail for xefros. hed be like Wow Jude your friends are fucking assholes. Waitt I've been an asshole tto Xefros oh my gog. theres a lot more reasons i like them but like to simplify it? they just work. and theyre cute together.

[floral-poisons]

Could i request how they would act when theyre jealous? As headcanons please 🥺

yes you may! thank you for asking anon. i’m happy to fulfill your request. here are the head canons you asked for. i wasn’t sure if you meant romantic head canons so i tried to keep these as general as possible so that they can be applied in platonic and romantic relationships. i’m hope this lives up to your expectations!!

NRC STAFF

dire crowley

crowley? jealous? no! of course not! he would NEVER be jealous. how could he be jealous? he was the headmage of night raven college! what was there to be jealous of? aside from rsa having beaten nrc for the past 100 years...yeah he’s in denial. he’ll deny he’s jealous but you’re smart enough to see the blush spreading across his face under his mask.

ashton vargas

ashton being...ashton, would completely just go into full on bragging mode. forget about subtle brags. it’s just BRAGS. “(y/n), look how much more i can lift!” “(y/n), look at how much smoother by flying broom techniques are.” “(y/n), look how much bigger my muscles are than his!” truly you are reaching your limit with the bragging.

mozus trein

the man never gets jealous. until lucius begins to start liking you more than him. that’s unacceptable in his eyes. he’s constantly trying to get lucius to come back to him, coddling the cat, giving the cat extra treats, extra belly rubs. but it still doesn’t sway lucius and mozus must accept defeat.

divus crewel

attempts to one up people have been...fifty-fifty in his 32 years of living. he’s been successful to showing that he’s clearly the better person than the person he’s jealous of. other times it comes off as really petty. but also...he’s really petty. and he uses his pettiness to impress you and make him seem better. you simply roll your eyes while laughing. it doesn’t work on you. not when you’ve known him since you both were at nrc together.

sam

sam could only scoff at the person. he’s forbidden from putting hexes on anyone (that went awry last time he did). all he does is sulk a bit and complain to you about how annoying the person he’s jealous is. you sit there, listening while interjecting with “really now? as if that’s not you?” you like seeing how embarrassed he gets. ultimately, you reassure him that it’s perfectly okay to feel this way.

DIASOMNIA

malleus draconia

malleus would become more withdrawn than before. he doesn’t like the feeling of jealousy mostly because it’s easy to see it on his face. and a lot of people are already intimidated by him. so he prefers to sit in solitude for a bit to clear his mind before coming back, completely fine.

lilia vanrouge

“i’m too old for petty drama.” is what he says. until he gets a little jealous. he’ll up his weird antics a bit, trying to impress you instead. he wants to be seen in a better light than the other person. and when he makes you laugh, he feels a lot better. your laugh is contagious and so hearty. it instantly makes any negative emotion go away.

silver

silver is very intimidating. when he’s jealous, all he does is stand behind you menacingly and then the person is gone, out of sight, out of mind. it only leaves the two of you.

sebek zigvolt

this man would like to believe he doesn’t get jealous. but the sad part is, he gets jealous easily. he gets excited easily. and he’ll be the one to begin picking out the flaws of the person he’s jealous off. when you catch him, his entire face goes red and he denies being jealous. it’s a little cute since he’s so flustered for getting caught.

HEARTSLABYUL

riddle rosehearts

riddle tries not to show that he’s jealous. but you see him pursing his lips a lot more than he usually does and the vein popping up on his forehead is becoming a lot more visible. he’ll even get a little red in the face while staring down the person he’s jealous of. it doesn’t help if the person is taller than him too.

trey clover

trey’s actually pretty chill about being jealous. he doesn’t exactly show it either. he just makes sure you’re close to him while he does something he’s good at to at least show that he’s good and awesome.

cater diamond

cater could only scoff at the person he’s jealous of. he doesn’t do much. other than stalk them on social media and sit in his jealousy while making sarcastic comments about the person. the only solution to get rid of his jealousy is to take his phone away. “you don’t need it right now. besides it’s better you spend time with me anyways.”

ace trappola

even though he asserts he isn’t clingy, ace is actually quite clingy. he will use physical touch to show that you’re with him. essentially, he hopes that the person he’s jealous of will get the point. and usually they will since ace makes a snide but funny remark.

deuce spade

deuce will just try. he tries to not get angry. he tries to not get jealous. he’s nice about it too. but if he notices the boundaries becoming blurred, the touches being a little more physical, he’ll snap. he lets the anger get the best of him (of course not in your presence) and goes off somewhere private to let the steam out. he comes back as if nothing happened.

POMEFIORE

vil schoenheit

the king of passive aggression. he’s going to make a lot of snide remarks and passive aggressive statements that leave the person fumbling. he’s also one to use the sickly sweet kindness on someone only for it to be backhanded. lots and lots of subtle bragging and pretending to say something he doesn’t mean just to get compliments. if he’s with someone, he’ll definitely pull them closer to him and pretend to talk about the person with his companion. and afterwards? he gives such a smug smirk to the person.

rook hunt

might be controversial. but i don’t think rook gets jealous. like at all. with his loving soul, i doubt he feels jealousy. instead, he feels more of an inspiration and uses it to work towards bettering himself in whatever he’s would be jealous of.

epel felmier

epel’s going to be playing the innocent card. his appearance is deceiving and, not surprisingly, he’s learned how to put on the sugarcoated, innocent words. he’ll say something passive aggressive with that voice and if the person gets mad, he simply blinks his eyes a couple of times and goes, “whatever do you mean?” if someone’s with him then he just turns to the person with a smile. “you know me (y/n). i would never say such a thing!”

SAVANACLAW

leona kingscholar

leona likes to downplay the situation to make them appear inferior than they actually are. he’s had his fair share of jealousy and his remarks are clever enough to be concealed as simple banter when it really isn’t. he’s definitely crossing his arms a lot and his tail moves with a sense of annoyance.

ruggie bucchi

ruggie’s going to fuck with them. on bakery day? he’s going to make them give him food. they’re flying? well a little fall off the broom wouldn’t hurt. they’re talking to you? a tiny trip over their feet doesn’t harm them in any way. then he’ll swoop in to say hi to you and slowly drag you away as if nothing had happened. smooth.

jack howl

jack, honestly, doesn’t get jealous often. he sees jealousy as an emotion to repress because it leads to cheating. to cope with it, he simply removes himself from the situation. he’ll go on a walk out of the blue to clear his head and to remind himself that there’s no need to feel jealous. why should he? he’s perfectly fine the way he is.

OCTAVINELLE

azul ashengrotto

azul is passive aggressive like many of his fellow peers. he’s quick to make passive aggressive remarks towards the person and even go into some subtle bragging to show he is better than them. he has no problem showing off his magic and his potion skills. and if this person came to him? no doubt azul is charging double, even triple, than he usually does.

jade leech

just like azul. passive aggressive as fuck. the two of them will even team up together and make passive aggressive remarks in front of the person. you ask jade to play nice but instead he keeps going. and the more remarks he makes, the better they get. they’re kind of funny too which is what makes it worse.

floyd leech

you know this man is going to try to physically fight someone if he gets jealous. he’s just that chaotic. and he has no shame in it too. jade’s had his fair share of pulling his twin brother out of the fights and scolding him. but at least the person knows they’ve made an enemy out of floyd leech even if unknowingly.

SCARABIA

kalim al-asim

kalim’s all about complaining. he’s not going to keep it to himself since that’s not healthy for him. usually jamil’s the one to listen to him complain but since he has you, he’ll complain to you. lots of sitting on the couch all dramatically like a therapist. at least the jealousy is temporary and short. once he eats he forgets his feelings and goes back to being cheerful

jamil viper

you will never know if jamil is actually jealous or not. being jealous and eventually resentful for a good chunk of his life, jamil has developed the skills to hide it. you won’t know if he’s jealous since he keeps it tightly under wraps. the only indication you can see externally is him getting flustered when the person he’s jealous of is brought up.

IGNIHYDE

idia shroud

idia’s not really one for jealousy. not until he sees someone bragging about getting the ur card he’s been WHALING for for the past week or so. and what’s worse is that you’re taking interest in the rival player because of his gacha collection. that sets a fire underneath his ass. the man will pull all nighters and begin playing between classes just to whale and get that character. and usually it works out. he ends up being able to brag about getting that character AND getting it to the max level.

[xgryffinwhore]

september nights

request:  i was wondering if you could write another soft bill smut? i don’t really have a specific plot in mind, we’re just really lacking content on tumblr rn :( in some really precarious place where they don’t want to get caught

warnings: soft smut, like i mean very soft.

word count: 2118

before your lips met bill denbrough’s, love was always, to say the least, a conundrum. lets be real for second, boys wasted your time, and you let them. only the cute ones of course. you are a hopeless romantic, drunk off of molly ringwald and john travolta films. you wanted any relationship you had to be just like the movies.

through your heart breaks, your best friends stood by you, your losers. eddie, richie, bev, stan, ben, and bill. for each tear you shed a punch was thrown to the man who caused it, they were protective over you. bill the most though, he always got so defensive when you were in the mix. all throughout middle & high school, bill has had to deal with every guy who even dares to think about breaking your heart.

“its not fair bill” you wailed into your pillow. he stroked your back and hushed you, his eyes welling with tears. “im never fucking good enough for any guy and its so fucking sad!” your complaints being cut off mid sentence by a choked out cry. “y-y/n. all of y-your boyfriend are i-idiots. anyone w-who would d-d-do this to you isnt w-worth your t-time. anyone w-would be the luckiest in the w-world to have y-you in their life” you picked your head up and looked at him with swollen lips and blood shot eyes “there no one out there for me bill, no one.” 

he bit his lip, fighting back any tears dripping from his eyes “they j-just dont see how p-pretty you are. how g-gentle and caring and s-s-sweet, and h-how your face c-can light up any room. theyre f-fucking idiots, and you d-deserve m-more.” you clearly thought he was being nice, because you could take a MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAMN hint, so you replied “i wish there was someone out there like you, for me, that thinks of me the way you do.” 

he furrowed his brows, tossing his head back and running his fingers furiously through his hair. “d-dammit y/n!” he cursed “cant you s-see what ive b-been trying to say? w-w-what ive been t-trying to say f-for the last f-five years!?!” your expression was bewildered, your brain was going a mile a minute trying to figure out what he meant. his frustration got the best of him, he got up and stormed out the door,  feeling embarrassed and stupid for trying to make you understand how he felt.

he was half way out your front door, fuming for his keys lodged deep into his front pocket; when suddenly:

“bill!”

his head turned at the call of his name, “y-y/n please i d-”

smack.

your lips locked with his, he rain pouring heavily outside. bills lips stilled at the contact, but this lasted briefly, he deepened this kiss by pulling you in to his abdomen by your mid back. your bunched the front of his base ball t shirt with your fists, and he did the same but with your hair.

the rest is basically history.

now six months later, and you couldnt have been happier. bill knew how to treat you, nights out twice a week (you always wanted to pay but bill insisted,) holding your hand to and from classes, he let you borrow have his varsity baseball jacket, which smelt just like him and was a little too big for you. 

when he would drop you off and your classes, he would always grab your hand and transfer a tiny piece of paper into your palm. when you got into class to unfold it, it was always a cute little message about his love for you. 

bill had it bad for you, everyone knew that, and you loved every minute of it. he met every and any standard you had, and exceeded your expectations. 

it was september, still warm enough in derry to wear shorts, so you and your friends thought of a last hurrah for the ending of the summery weather.

“camp out, its nearly perfect” Richie exclaimed. eddie rolled his eyes “like youve ever been near anything perfect toizer, do you even know what perfect means?” richie shoved eddie “yeah eddie i actually have. have you seen amanda’s tits?”

 you tuned out richie and eddies bickering as you’re boyfriend cleared his throat. “you g-gonna go?” he said into your ear, “only if you promise to wear bug spray bill, you know how bad-” he cut you off with a kiss, his mouth forming a small smile at how cute you were. “get a room, honestly” stan poked, pda wasn’t his favorite... “at least i h-have something to k-kiss aye s-stannie”

you arrived at the edge of the forest, parking your car at the last parking ish space. you walked toward the sounds of ben and richie fighting, and came to see that richie really went all out. three tents, sticks for a fire, and more snacks than anyone needed. 

you all spent the remanence of the daylight dancing in the light sky, sharing stories, and eating waaaay too many chips. it was dark now, you all huddled in a circle near the fire; making small talk and trying not to admit you were all very tired.

“ok folks, im off to bed” richie yawned “me stan eddie n’ mike will take the green tent, bev and ben in the red.” richie paused and smirked over at you and bill, you were tangled in his limbs, golfed in his navy blue pull over. “and uh- heh- billy boy and y/n in the yellow tent eh?” you could practically feel bills eye roll, god richie was so immature.

“w-we dont have to s-sleep in the s-s-same tent, i c-can ask ben if he’d s-switch” you look up at bill and reassure him “bill no- its not a big deal, right?” he tucks your hair behind your ear and kisses the side of your temple “c-course not.”

you both went into the tent, bill began to unroll the blankets you both had packed tightly into your bags. You both set up your makeshift bed, bill leaned against a pile of pillows while you hugged his side, your face buried in his neck. his smell was absolutely intoxicating; his skin had remanence of his milk and honey body wash, but it was slightly overpowered by wintergreen, clove, and his bourbon cologne. 

you were like this for around an hour, the orange crank-powered lantern being the only source of light. you switch positions though, you now laid your head on his lap, reading a magazine you stole from the hair salon. he watched your eyes scan every letter, when you read something funny you’d huff to yourself, and when something was intresting you stuck your tongue out from between your teeth. he adored you.

“d-dont stay up t-too late” he stroked your hair off your shoulder “we have t-to have you w-well r-r-rested.” you sat up from beside him, as he adjusted the pillows and took off his pull over, then his pants. he got under the covers and waited for you.

“nice donut boxers” you laughed. “s-shut up” he blushed and regreted not changing them when he had the chance. you turned around took off your shirt, you were shy about how you looked, but it was just bill. it was just bill. you heard his breath hitch, his eagerness radiating off his body onto yours. the air became tense as you unzipped your pants and threw them to the corner. you turned around, bills pupils growing until you were completely facing him.

“yeah i know. mine are boring” you laugh nervously, brushing your hair behind your ear and getting under the covers next to him. he didnt respond, he couldnt take his eyes off of you.you began to sit up again “i can go put back on-” “n-no!” he interrupts, his blush taking up his entire face.

“i j-j-just cant b-believe i g-get to see something s-so special” he gulped “s-so b-b-b-beautiful.”

you grabbed him by his shoulders and kissed him, hard. youve been with boys before, i mean youve dated plenty of people. but no one ever called your body special. hot, yeah. nice, yeah. beautiful, sure. but no one ever thought that it was special. 

bill was a kind boy, the most you two have ever done is get each other off with your hands, always clothed. bill never asked to see more, he felt lucky enough just to make you feel good, and that was enough for him. so when you felt the heat of his hands hovering over your body but not touching it, you new you’d have to call the shots tonight.

“bill,” you laid down “just touch me everywhere, please.” he crawled in between your legs, kneeling so that he could lean over your face “m-my pleasure.”

he traced your collar, leaving small, delicate, kisses to make up for what his fingers left behind as they trailed. he kissed the valley between your breasts, licking slow striped down your skin. he picked up your upper back a little and cocked his head to the side, you nodded and he unclipped your bra. he sat their with his mouth open, taking in the view. you blushed and muttered “hey, keep that mouth to good use.” he dipped down and sucked on your nipples, his mouth felt so good against your skin grazed with goosebumps. he was gingerly with his tongue, it was sexy, it was romantic. he kissed down your stomach, his fingers sweeping down your sides. you could see his member pressing against his boxers, the pressure made him wince every once in a while. his fingers met your panties and he hooked them. again, he looked up for permission, you nodded once again. 

he brought your underwear down your legs and off, looking back to see what he had relieved. he licked his lips, getting ready to please you more than he already did. but you felt bad, bill always gave gave and gave. “its ok, im ready right now.” bill looked up at you in shock, he wasnt expecting you’d want to go all the way. “y/n, y-youre sure?” you lean up and kiss his lips, swiping your tongue against his bottom lip “please.”

he pulled down his boxers eagerly, his member sprung out to hit his stomach. he lined up with you, checking once more that it was ok. then he pushed in, bottoming out. he felt bigger than you thought, of course he was well endowed, but he filled you up so well. you mewled, the pain and pleasure making a delicious feeling that made your toes curl.

he waited, but began slowly moving after a bit. he grunted, feeling you wrapped around him was something he’d never be able to get out of his head he thought to himself. he grunted “f-fuck this feels g-good’ he grunted, his breath becoming heavy and full of lust. with every stroke, you felt yourself get more and more lost in the bliss he made you feel. “youre making me feel so good  bill” you moan, the sound of his name coming out of your mouth driving him absolutely crazy. he speeds up, loving the view of your face contorting in pleasure and your body moving with his. 

he couldnt help but feel admiration to you, your hair formed a halo around your head, and the sweat that coated your skin made you glisten in the orange light. “im t-the luckiest in the world” he husks, holding your cheek. 

you felt the knot in your core coming undone, “bill im close” you strain, trying not to be too loud so you dont wake your friends. he moved your leg up to his shoulder, hitting you from a different, deeper angle. his fingers went to your clit, making you bite your had to stop you from screaming. “you l-look so p-pretty y/n, t-taking me s-so well. making y-you feel so good.” “so good bill” you repeat, drunken off his cock and fingers. 

without warning, you came came, your legs spazzing as you moaned “fuck bill” he followed, his hips stuttering, as he cried out into your shoulder. he pulled out and laid next to you, both of you breathing heavily and coming off your highs. 

“y/n” he looked at you “t-that was really j-just wow- thank y-you.” you kissed him, chaste and sweet “that was great yeah?” “it w-was perfect babe. t-thank you f-for t-that. i love you y-y/n.”

“i love you too bill.”

he sat up, his fingers dancing on your inner thigh.

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“c-can we p-please do t-that again?”

[asbestieos]

shoving kaoru x kuro at you with the force of a thousand suns. also. tatsukei.

AAAUAUUFRGRGRUAUUAUAUAGAHUAAA (THE THOUSAND SUNS BURN ME TO ASHES)

kaokuro

THEYRE SO GENDERNUCLEAR MARRIED COUPLE CORE. i meant genderneutral but gendernuclear also matters. kuromama and kaopapa and kaomama and kuropapa. kuro looked at kaoru and offered his hand to show kaoru a journey through defying gender norms and then he dragged kaoru along with him anyway. i think kaoru would be so intimidated and horrified at the thought of Having A Crush on kuro because you know kaoru’s mommy kink hed totally get all panicky bc of kuros mom-isms. like what if he wants kuro to be his mom. what then. and then.. what if…. he doesnt mind it,,,,, <- this is how the gay thoughts got him he wanted kuro to be his mom. theyd be so cute i think kaoru would get surprise packed bentos from kuro a few times and hed be so flustered hed lie to his unitmates and tell them theyre from a girl he likes. agency meetings are increasingly more awkward for kaoru because his luvr is right there and all he can do is pretend theyre not a thing and ignore the teasing sent his way by rei. what being in the same agency does to a motherfucker. once kuro feigned a milf voice and ara-ara’d at kaoru and called him kaocchi and kaoru immediately fainted on the spot. woke up, head was rested in kuro’s lap, got called kaocchi in a flirty tone, and promptly conked out for the rest of the meeting. awooga

tatsukei

(grips my chest) theyre such a dry couple until they arent.. like midwinter drought dry. like tatsumi-is-solo-carrying-the-payload dry. like two-years-in-and-they-have-yet-to-kiss dry. theyre like a very very old couple that doesnt have The Spark but still are very obviously something. its small things like subtle hands resting on the other’s waist or subconsciously keeping track of the other’s schedule or saving leftovers for each other.. people laugh because theyre of two different religions but they get along just fine.. theyre a little bit kurokei except i think theyd struggle to truly devote themselves to each other.. tatsumi doesnt particularly have ambition anymore— sure, he can always reach for that utopia again, but after the reimei revolution, he clearly was not the savior the world sought after, so why try again and risk more unnecessary casualties? keito wouldnt agree methinks hes all like babe get your ass in gear im bored as shit either do something to the idol industry or help me write boy love manga. tatsumis like haha i love you lets raise kids ♡ and keitos like MY CAREER? or whatever. sorry im rambling again i hope that wasnt too incomprehensible ♡

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