#either way it's like i already forgot why i even was upset. i do remember but i can't feel it anymore i just wanna be w/ him

[kindacreepy-kindaugly]

I really wish someone would tell me what to do

[nena-la-fresa]

can i ask u a Josh Washigton x reader request? I would love to read an scenario were its the reader's birthday🥹

Keep It Warm

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Pairing: Josh Washington x f! Reader

Warning: Fluff | A tiny bit of Angst | Mental Institution Mentioned | Birthday |

Word Count: 685

A/n: Hopefully this is okay. I feel like I can’t make a Josh fic without some sort of angst. Sorry it's super short. I have a lot of class assignments due this week so my focus is on that rn. Off topic but I'm thinking about making a Mr.Robot fic. Im back in my Rami Malek era.

“You are receiving a call from Ocean View Hospital. Would you like to accept?” 

“Yes.”

The line was then connected. 

“Hey sweetheart. How are you?” You could hear his sly look through the phone. 

You leaned against the wall fiddling with the hem of your shirt. 

“I’m good. How about yourself?” You missed hearing his voice. 

“I’m good now.” 

“Oh are you really?” 

“Yeah. I’m just glad I get to hear you talk. It’s a good distraction from all this.” 

“I’m glad I can distract you for a bit.” 

You had been friends with Josh since you both were little. You had always known something was a bit different with him. But it wasn’t until you both started dating that you had fully known the extent of his condition. Josh would wake up during the night screaming, he’d have a hard time recognizing you at times.

“So my birthday’s coming up.”

“It is, isn't it.” 

“Do you think you’ll finally be out by then?”

“I’m not too sure babe. But if I’m doing better by then you'll be the first to know.” 

You felt slightly disappointed but you knew he was in there to get the help he needed. 

That was 3 weeks ago. 

You hadn’t heard from Josh since that last phone call. He hadn’t been returning your letters or phone calls. You had begun to assume the worst. What if he didn’t want to talk to you anymore? Or what if he regressed? What if his meds stopped working. Even when you asked Hannah and Beth they hadn’t been able to contact him either. 

All you could think about was the day you found him. You could still see it. He was passed out on the floor. He was unresponsive for a good minute before you had to throw cold water on him. He was sobbing, saying how he wasn’t good enough for you. Saying that he didn’t deserve you. But those sobs quickly turned to anger, not at you but to whatever was talking around him. He swatted trying to get the voices away from him. But what really did it for him was when he accidentally hit you. The guilt that he felt, he didn’t mean it. He wasn’t aiming for you. He couldn’t even see you with his delusions tormenting him. That was what really made him commit himself. 

Hannah knew how upset you were but she thought it would be a good idea to take you to the cabin for your birthday. You had always said it was your favorite place to go. 

You and Hannah were already making your way to the cable cart, “Didn’t you say Beth was going to meet us here?” 

Hanna turned slightly to you, “Yeah, she got cold and just texted me that she was going to go ahead to the cabin.”

You nodded. After the walking you could finally see the cabin in sight. It was just as beautiful as you remembered it. Hannah held the door open for you as you walked in first. You felt your body jolt from the yelling. 

“Surprise!” Little poppers and kazoos echoed through the room. 

“Aw you guys.” You felt your eyes tear up a bit. From the excitement but also from the disappointment. Out of all the faces there, the one you wanted the most wasn’t there. 

You let out a surprised scream feeling someone picking you up from behind. As soon as you were set back down you saw who it was. 

Until you felt someone pick you up from behind 

It was him. 

“What did you think I forgot?”

You felt the tears run down your face. You nodded slightly.

"Now why would I forget about you."

You hugged him tightly, feeling his arms wrap around you.

“When did they let you out?”

“About three days ago.”

“Why didn't you tell me”

“I wanted to surprise you. I'm sorry”

“No, I'm just so happy. I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I promise I won’t miss another one.”

He wiped your tears, “I missed you so much. I’m sorry. I’ll do better. I promise.” 

[bonbonshideout]

Ticci Toby headcanons

Pre-Slender

♤ He's clingy. If he likes someone or is even remotely comfortable, he would follow them around just to feel comfortable.

♡ He's... playful, he isn't the brightest, but he would try and play some pranks if he can, usually learn about you and see what can get you upset & use that on you.

◇ Mf got that crow brain. He would see anything shiny and take it. He's got a growing collection and even looks for things to give to his favorite people. Lyra originally gave him a box to store the items in, but it started growing a bit 'out of control', and so he has shelves and other boxes with random nick-nacks.

♧ His little cow? Lyra, 100%. When he was younger he had a lot to deal with and Lyra wasn't always able to be with him so she saved up some birthday money and bought him a cow plush, due to it being from his sister, he's kept it and carried it literally everywhere with him. Multiple rips and tears, but his mom always fixed it up for him. He loved it and would take to around as he grew older, though he didn't have it out in public like he did when he was younger.

♤ His hoodie is one of a kind and handmade. His mom was the one to have made it. Originally, he wanted a hoodie that was like any other, but he couldn't puck between a couple of them; his mom, in the end, decided to create a simple looking hoodie for him.

Post-Slender

♤ He doesn't remember much. Yeah, he might get occasional flashbacks, but they leave him confused. He wants to figure out what they mean but at the same time he's a bit scared of doing so.

♡ His hoodie? he loves it, covered in patches of different colors, or at least he tries to color match.

◇ He still has his cow, but he doesn't carry it around as much. He keeps it in a safe place; having a connection to it but not knowing its origins anymore. He baby's it occasionally when he does take it out of his little storage area. That thing has gone through way too much, put it out of its misery already.

♧ Lyra's spirit haunts him, but it's not supposed to be much of a tormentor; though he sees it that way, Lyra is trying to guide him in life. I believe the operator's doing some shit to his mind that's causing him to see Lyra's spirit as vengeful, or it's simply creating an image of Lyra and whispering into Toby's mind about he's at fault for everything.

♤ He's still got that crow brain, still finding things to give to people (Natalie) , a pretty rock, maybe a button, anything he finds, he takes it and saves them.

♡ He's strangely affectionate, he isn't the type to be overbearing, but he likes to hug Natalie whenever he can, usually she accepts them, but there are times where she isn't in a good mood and it upsets him a little— he gets over it quickly though.

◇ He's terrified of cars and probably motorcycles, too (blame Nat for that one). Occasionally, though, he is forced into either one due to Natalie for faster transportation. He hates it and curses her out through the whole ride, but he does see how convenient it is.

♧ In Spanish, there's a term for kids who don't know anything, the "no sabo" kid. He is that type of kid, but with German. He knows very little, and even then, he can't form proper sentences. He's trying to learn when he isn't busy murdering people or starting fires. Usually asking Natalie to help him out— even though she doesn't speak German— he just wants someone to practice it with.

♤ He HATES being seen as vulnerable or lesser than. He doesn't really know why to the full extent, but he does know that it just sucks. He wants people to know that he can do as much as anyone else can, heck, maybe more and better.

♡ I wanna say he had an ego, but it's more playful. He jokes about having a huge ego, but he could care less if 'someone offends him' (aside from the previous hc).

I feel like some of these collide with some headcanons a friend might have? idk, I honestly forgot his entire essay 💀

[itspeachyp0p]

Just think about it for a sec. Setting Valentin's Day, you not so secretively hinting what day it is, him pretending he can't exactly remember why today is so special. You’re upset no matter how much he thinks it's cute to play dumb, even if he's hiding a little surprise for you. You go out with your girls, have a little fun night out, maybe come home a lil tipsy and come home to him waiting on you in just…a robe, his boxers, or maybe fully nude and standing behind something to tease you with his V-line.

Candles illuminate the room, gifts or sweets await you on the table and he's looking at you like you're a masterpiece even with your jacket hanging off of you and still a little mad. I'm talking about the men who pick you up and put you on that table, pushing your legs as far as they’ll go with a sly grin. “What pretty? Mad at me? Lemme fix that.” is the only thing he says before pulling your panties to the side and eating you like a starved man. Sucking and flicking his tongue at your clit until you’re whining, moaning into you like he's dining on a 5-star meal. He’s not stopping until you’re crying from overstimulation, drawing every orgasm out of your body as he greedily laps at your juices and only raises his head from your thighs to chuckle at your disheveled state. “You got another in you, I know you do. No, no, let me spoil that pussy, cum in my mouth again.”

Or or .ᐟ.ᐟ

Men who are bending you over the counter and pulling whatever clothes you got on out the way once you start whining and bratting he forgot today. “Baby I didn't forget a thing, you were just being impatient.” He’s so nonchalant about it, pissing you off more as you wiggle under him only to be meant with his chest pressed against your back and his weight fully on you. “You can either cut the shit and I'll fuck you until morning or take a few spankings and no dick.” With an ultimatum like that you shape up quickly, pressing that new nail set into the countertop as he backs off you, stripping your lower half to see you're already ready for him. “Wet from just that, I haven't been giving my needy girl the attention she deserves, I'll make up for it.” He definitely makes up for it, stuffing you nice and full with his cock. Giving you long, hard and deep strokes that reach that one spot that makes you cry out, kissing your neck, whispering the nastiest things in your ear until you’re cumming all on him and he's switched paces just to hear that sweet sound of skin slapping. Maybe be fills you with his cum, maybe he pulls out and paints your ass with it. Either way you’ll have forgotten all about him making you mad.

No matter which it is he's going to pull you into his arms, holding you tightly as he whispers “Happy Valentine’s Day, babe”

Jean Kirschtein, Keigo Takami, Connie Springer, Erwin Smith, Tetsurou Kuroo, Atsumu Miya, Tooru Oikawa, Jason Todd, + Any of your favs(or JJK men but I just started it and idk who fits)

[hughiecampbelle]

Being The Youngest Roy Would Include: Pt. 1

A/N: This I'd solely based on this fic, which I am in love with :) There is no gif of all four of them that isn't sad!!! 😭

Warning: addiction/addiction mention, abuse/neglect

Being The Youngest Roy Would Include: Pt. 2

You were an accident. Your siblings made jokes about it your entire life, but there was some truth to it. Logan didn't want anymore kids, he didn't want the kids he had, but you were born regardless of what he thought or wanted

Your mother had a short fling with Logan between Lady Caroline and Marcia. They were married, sure, but that didn't really mean anything, and they divorced shortly after you were born

Your siblings were already out the door by the time you came along, but they still adored you, especially as a baby/toddler

The few pictures you have of your childhood, you're surrounded by your brothers and sister, all of them wanting to hold you and play with you

They really do love you, in their own ways

Connor especially loved you. It's his favorite thing in the world to be a big brother fatherly figure to you and Ken and Shiv and Roman. He was so lonely when it was just him. Now he has you guys 💕

You grew up watching your siblings fight and argue and bicker as a means of showing their love, though Connor tried his best to show you what real love was (aka not just swearing at one another)

He didn't want you growing up the same way he had, ignored and terribly unloved. He never wants you to feel the same way he did, does

"Bitch."

"Whore."

"Shiv, Rome, not in front of y/n."

Roman took it upon himself to steer you clear of certain friends of Logan's, friends like Mo, who weren't to be trusted around children. Whenever you asked why, he'd give you some non-answer answer and tell you to get back to your blocks

"Babies play with blocks."

"Then your crayons, I don't know- whatever."

Kendall always had something sweet for you when he has a meeting with Logan. You weren't allowed sweets, not around your father, but Ken could always sneak you something. Even as you got older, and you reminded him you weren't a little kid anymore, he never forgot your favorites

"You know I'm not five anymore, right?"

"I know, I know, just take it."

Whatever kindness they showed you, it could never equate to the love of your parents, especially your father, neither of which were affectionate people

You were an angry kid. Your father wasn't exactly the most loving. In fact, you sensed that he hated you for as long as you could remember. That made you mad and disappointed in yourself, like you'd done something wrong. Like you were born wrong. So you'd lash out. You broke things, you screamed and cried, you hurt yourself in the process, you did all you could to get his attention, and still nothing worked. Nothing.

Rather, it was Shiv who held a frozen bag of peas on your bruises, who wrapped bandaids around your broken skin, and reminded you you were only hurting yourself, the two of you watching the housekeeper sweep up glass or patch up walls, whatever mess you made. She didn't like seeing you like this, knowing it only enraged your father instead of getting the response you were looking for

"Y/n, why do you keep doing this?"

"I don't know."

"There's gotta be a reason."

There were hundreds of reasons, but you didn't have the words for it yet, so you'd shrug, feeling lighter having gotten it all out

You were grounded a lot, for days at a time, your father banishing you to your room when he was sick of dealing with you. It only made you more upset. Nannies quit constantly, so a lot of the time, it was up to him to deal with your antics. Your mother, when she was home, stayed far from either of you, feigning a headache

You didn't have the words to explain all this, so you made a mess of your room. Tore things apart, broke everything in sight. If it wasn't your body that was hurting, it was the things around you. Eventually, he got rid of everything but the dresser and your bed. Everything else was bare. You'd kick and thrash and yell, but you were too afraid to leave

He didn't have to lock the door, though. All he had to do was stand in front of your door for a few minutes, not saying a word, and that was scary enough to get you to stop, at least for the time being

None of your siblings knew about this. When you were grounded, Logan never let them near you. It wouldn't be until years later that Ken or Con even suspected anything like that when you made a passing comment

He saw your out-of-control emotions as weakness. He tried to get your mother to help, blaming her family genes, but she was out of the house long before you got yourself under control. She moved on with her life, leaving you with him to go abroad, live the life of luxury with her flavor of the month. She had no interest in being your mother, deciding you'd be better off with him

One day he called you into his study. You knew you'd done bad. You'd thrown another tantrum in front of his investors, in front of friends, and that was the last straw. Tabloids were already talking about the cuts and bruises you gave to yourself, accusing Logan of abusing you. He was completely embarrassed by your behavior, your newest Nanny dragging you out before any real damage was done. Still, you knew that crossed a line. You were sick with worry. You'd only ever been in his study a handful of times, mostly sneaking in when he wasn't home.

Logan gave you the only advice you'd ever receive from him: Quiet down. It was vague and angry and not very helpful, like most of his parenting ways

Soon after that, you had your first drink. You weren't sure what it was, or why you wanted to try it, only that Roman had left it unattended and wouldn't notice, that it made your family a little bit better so why couldn't it help you?

It was the first time in a long time everything had gone quiet. This fury that sat in the middle of your chest has shrunk. You felt like you could breathe and think without wanting to explode. Without wanting to burn the world down. It didn't taste good, at all, but it helped

You figured this is what he meant. This is what he wanted. It wasn't a lot, not enough to get you drunk, but enough to quiet every mean thought in your head

After that, you found your new way to cope. The tantrums stopped. You were rewarded with your things back. Your nanny remained skeptical, but everyone else saw this is a good thing, a phase you'd grown out of. Shiv especially found relief in this, the sight of those bruises and gashes and cuts enough to make her scared what you were going to do next

Your mother believed it was the strict parenting style of Logan that straightened you out, even happier with her decision to leave you behind

From then on out, you were sneaking anything you could. From your father, your siblings, off the silver platters at parties and dinners and meetings. No one noticed when an extra glass went missing. They barely noticed your existence

Your tolerance grew the older you got, and the anger came back. This indescribable fury caused fights between you and Logan, rarely between you and your siblings. Those moments were the worst, when you couldn't bite your tongue. The alcohol could only do so much, so you turned to other things to take that last edge off

Kendall had coke, you could get weed at school, there were a surplus of pills in the bathroom cabinet. Whatever it took to quiet down, whatever it took to take that edge off, to stop acting this way, you figured it was the right thing to do

Your teens were a blur, a mass, of bad ideas and forced photo opportunities. Going to clubs until the sun came out, calling cars to pick you up, changing just in time for a family dinner to discuss shareholders or to schmooze with old friends of Logans. Always polite, always present, even if you were a million miles away

You weren't sleeping a lot, but you didn't need to. The uppers kept you awake, the downers kept your skin from crawling, the booze leveled everything out

[bidisaster-peanut-romano]

Curious if you think Johnny, peanut, and Lola have/had siblings or if they're just only children. Personally I always hc johnny and lola as only children but felt that peanut had a younger sister who passed away.

why hi anon!!! this such an interesting question, thank you!!

i remember reading that hc, yep!!

i hc all the three of them, however, to be only children (i think they're the only greasers that i do??). in fact, for all three of them, this fundamental isolation is their childhood is, in the way i read it, what shaped some of the way they socialize and influences a lot their interactions.

as for johnny, the thing is that his parents were both in the drug dealing circles of new coventry, hence why they were in prison for a while- his father was actually pretty important in the neighborhood, while his mom mostly helped and did other legal jobs (which is also why she got out earlier). and johnny learnt both how to be a man and how not to be a man from his father- he taught him strength and roughness and to never take a hit but punch harder. but he also taught that johnny didn't want to hit his woman, didn't want to leave the house for a smoke to cool his head when she was crying and threatening to hurt herself because of him, didn't want her to be his slave.

in this framework, i think that him having, say, a brother would sort of... scatter the relationship his father has with him, the attention and, almost, the pressure to be worthy of being treated as a peer. which is something i really like to read for johnny. and i also like the idea of him having had his mother as the only woman in his life, before lola. call him a mama's boy, but he learned to take care of his mother before he even questioned how to deal with an eventual girlfriend. so he has learned to take care of the people he has around himself, such as peanut, almost in a way that replaces a paternal figure as protector of the house. but also internalized some very specific notions about masculinity and virility that he totally projects onto the relationship with lola.

ultimately, i think, the whole point is that the way he lives the relationship with lola in particular is basically a result with having grown up with the only reference in his house of close human interaction as his parents, and having to sort of step up where they lacked in the sole spousal relationship.

with peanut, my hc is that his mom had him when she was very young, sixteen years old, and she was... basically on her own, really; the boy she had had him with had fled as soon as he had a chance, her dad was on the other side of the ocean and her mom was basically mia (i still have to figure out the logistics of this, since, when i first elaborated it, i forgot for a while that Laws Existed, LMAO, and i was already too far in the creating process to change that), so she had to raise him on her own. and peanut spent most of his childhood in his living room, waiting for his mom to come back home, watching the vhs she had rented for him and reading the motors magazines. it's there that he fell in love with greasers, crushing on marlon brando and james dean, the shiny motorcycles and the raw leather jackets.

he basically had to live with himself, you see. also bc his mom, so young and unprepared, was very overwhelmed most of the time, and- i did post a quick snippet of a scrapped chapter of my fic already, actually, so you can get a broad but more detailed idea of their relationship if you want!! either way, point is. larry had to learn to tend to himself at a very young age, dealing with the loneliness and his own sensitivity, running from eventual kids of the neighborhood, who liked to take advantage of him being much smaller than most of them, trying not to take up too much space and upset his mom.

so of course, when he met johnny, older, proud, powerful as a sun, promising to take care of him, it felt almost unreal, something he never thought he could have wished for nor something he thought he deserved. some kind of care and protection hed never learnt to receive, and that he hang onto for dear life because suddenly... he wasn't on his own anymore.

(sometimes parents are just Contextual Objects. other time they are fully fleshed ocs with a backstory and a whole personality. turns out despite everything immacolata romano is really my child and i am so so fond of her and id have soo much more to say abt her relationship w peanut. but i digress)

and lola- i'll admit, shes the one i bounced back and forth about the most, in trying to imagine her family's situation. (in fact, if you see any reference to her family in my older fics/post, no you dont) at some point i even considered the idea of her having a much older brother who would sort of fill in for some absent father figure, but then i scrapped it. i think that, in her case as well, having grown up alone with her parents' relationship as a reference makes potentially much more sense than any other possibility i considered.

lola has a quote, in which she says "i'm so old, my life is almost over!" when... she's just?? sixteen??? seventeen??? i think it's because, see, her parents got married and had her when they were young, maybe nineteen or twenty- yknow, as soon as it was legal for the both of them without too many loopholes. however, the relationship was very unbalanced and fundamentally deteriorated, perhaps not from the beginning but very soon. her father being dominant, violent, arrogant and such. and her mother has always been bitter, subdued but angry and resentful at her husband, at the golden expectations she had, at her womanhood and, of course, at her daughter. she's always seen her as living proof of her own wasted beauty and youth; but, especially as soon lola started growing up to the age at which girls start being looked at by the boys, which we unfortunately know how soon it is, saw in her what she felt she'd lost. so she'd often remind her how lola was the reason why she is now a ruin of a woman, why she went from a beautiful and promising girl to an old and unattractive hag.

again- her being the only child helps focus on her the kingpin of this dynamic, especially on her mother's part. so lola grew up knowing what can happen to women, what remains when the fairytales of the princess marrying the prince crumble with the remnants of childhood. she realized at eleven, twelve years old how men were starting to look at her in the street and she knew what the next step would have been. she was reminded every day of her life. so, when she walked into bullworth, into the relationship with johnny, all she knew is that she wouldn't have ended up like her mother. knew that she wouldn't have fallen in love, wouldn't be tricked by the sweet words and the dreamy gazes. and she knew that she had no weapons to defend herself but the very thing that could've otherwise been the death of her, that being the male attention. and finding a way to use johnny's attention specifically, with his blind devotion mixed to the obliviousness, to her own advantage... well, that's what her whole arc is about, isn't it.

as i write this, i'm starting to realize that her having, perhaps specifically a brother, might function as a tool to highlight the difference in treatment between her, a daughter, and an eventual son. however, i stand my case that i really like the idea of this whole dynamic of her parents and her mother in particular resting on her and her only, creating this sort of... tunnel vision in which her very isolation in front of her view create her idea of how the world works.

thank you so much for the question!! it was a lot of fun to answer + it helped me make some order among some concepts i had in my mind <33

[puffins-studio]

Jason Grace ⚡️

I think the reason am so excited now for the Percy Jack and the Chalice of the gods, is I think it seems like it a chance to experience Percy Jackson in the moment. I been in the fandom for a bit, even tho it seems like it just me in my little corner when the books come out. But I got into them when the Apollo trials were being released. And this is the first time for me me a book is going to come out that has Percy as a main character. So my brain is just making it randomly special. Last minute I decided I wanted to post something, and I have the 7 made plus two mystery people, so I decided to post one of them and I thought what better why to celebrate then with a joke. As aren’t you wondering ’where’s percy?’

I do love Jason, he deserved to have lived. It why he lives in my headcannons

Hazel

Percy & Annabeth

Nico & Will (tsats spoilers)

Leo

Many Jason headcannons below as I love headcannons and love sharing them.

[ID: The picture is a felt doll that is the shape of a gingerbread men with a big circle head he is Jason Grace from Percy Jackson. He have light skin felt, blond short hair, Gold rim glass, and a little scar where a mouth would’ve be. He have on a yellow shirt, tan jacket, that have a purple, orange, and yellow bead for pins. He in light blue jeans that are cuffed, and a chain hanging on his right side. He in black converse like shoes. He have a bracelet on this right that is a braid of purple,blue, and black. And another that is an asexual color one, black,grey,white,purple. He have a camp half blood necklace with a purple and a yellow bead. And he have a white round bead that is supposed to be a stand in for a moon theme necklace.:ID]

Jason headcannons

Surviving

Either Hera was watching and was mad that Zeus’s punishment for Apollo would get her champion killed and give Apollo some of his healing powers or saved Jason from the killing blow. Kinda to also show the gods can be cruel but also kind. Or Artemis save him as she save Apollo and Jason is also like a brother as Thalia convince her. It also as he had plans to build the temples so maybe one of the minor god healed him as he maybe for Storm to fall, Jason just need to let go and fall a get high. Lol like god level trust fall.

Pants

Jason had a hard time trying to find pants that would fit and when he finally found pant that fit his waist they were too long in the leg. He was going to hem them but he keep forgetting so he just cuff them and Will sees and ask Nico about it and Nico is like should I tell him- no this is funny. And it just Jason doing a ton of bi things without knowing

the chain, Nico and Jason do activities together as they both have memories parts, and Nico take it upon himself as a favor for Thaila, to show him the way of being a punk. Just imagine the first day of this, Nico just clip the chain to his pants and he just “look at you, already looking the part” and the black shoes are a part of this. Thinking he may try to paint lights bolts on them or something.

Jacket

power wise with Jason’s flight a aviator jacket is better for him when flighting but he doesn’t want to copy Nico’s look in case it upset him (it won’t, Nico would just tease him about it) but so he gets this coat and Nico end up teasing him as it an old man jacket and Jason tease back saying if course Nico knows this as he is an old man. (When trying to find a reference picture i didn’t know what this jacket was calls and so typed old man jackets and it popped up

Pins I kinda can’t remember as I forgot to note it down, but I think it the two camps, and some random lighting pin Nico, or Leo found, or they can just be pins the 7 found that made them think of Jason so he have something that reminds him that he is someone.

Bracelets

Going with Nico’s adventure with the Apollo bracelet making. He makes Jason and Percy matching bug 3 bl as they always joke they are brothers and just Nico leaving them in their cabins as he doesn’t want to make a scene, but Jason and Percy find one of them in cabin 1 when Percy was hanging out together and they are like wait and run to cabin 3 to find Percy’s and they put them on and go run over to find Nico and they make a big fus about Nico does love them and Nico is like no thr purl for heazl, black is for him and he likes the color blue but they just ruffles his hair.

And he have a ace bracelet from Nico too. He the first to get a pride bracelet from Nico and he help Nico put on his as he helped him get to this place where he could be proud so Nico wanted him to tie it as like a sign of trust.

Asexual

I feel like a headcannon a lot of Percy Jackson characters as ace but we deserve it. As also like sex repulsedace son of Jupiter/ Zeus kinda funny in my book. Like Dad is basically known for hooking up and Jason is like nope. Him and Nico being two confused aces together as like Nico trying to explain it to him and Jason like isn’t that how everyone feels? And once Nico knows what he feeling has a name, he runs to Jason to tell him too.

I headcannon Artemis lets any gender join the hunter they just have to sworn off sex and be loyal to her (if you like that took then look up the myth of hippolytus by Overly Sarcastic Productions. I love that channel too!). And each time the hunters visit campus they ask if anyone want to join. One time when they come around when Nico and Will got together, before Nico tells Thalia about them, she ask if he wants to join as she thought he still didn’t feel like he has a place and he like no I think if found a place with the help of Will, Jason, and everyone here. and then she also asked Jason if he want to join them. and he thought about it for a moment and realized he already been through a lot, does he really want an immoral life of it, and what sold him on not joining is he happens to looked over to where Nico was watching him and he saw Nico’s worry eyes, a look basically pleading him not to go. And that night Jason and Nico have a sleepover in the hades cabin, with Nico may or may not having saying that he wants Jason to be his brother and he will be his brother in return.

The necklace is also like a thing for Artemis/Diana (for if she the one who save him), the hunt/his sister, and ace pride. I feel in his look for his identity, finally realizing one part of himself that makes him him, he would just be happy about it, and full embrace it.

Random

Him and Percy dare each other to do stupid things like when Jason meet a new camp just hit himself with lightning and act as if nothing happens

Am going to add another headcannon here as I like it and I need it.

Being hit in the head

Jason with actual brain damage from all his concussion . I want him with a TBI, him having memory problems, having a harder time spelling and reading. As someone with a TBI I want a character with a brain injury that isn’t a vegetable, who just get angered every 10 minutes or just walks it off. Him talking with Will/Chiron about concussions and stuff and him being a bit worried about hitting his head again, him and Nico talking about memory issues. Give him a bit of a speech impediment or sensitive to lights and sounds. Jason and Nico hanging out in the dark hades cabin when they have migraine days. Jason asking Will for help for a talk to the camp about being cautious about any type of brain injury. As the brain is important and weird and it can behave differently for everyone, and healing magic can’t heal it completely, so they need to be careful.

[echowithpain]

Okay... That was... an episode. Damn, I forgot how much stuff they could put in these 😅

Okay um, well first, minus one point for inserting Tonsillitis in the Christopher birthday scene. Wtf, why was he there? It was so jarring. Also why make it seem like it was gonna be Christopher at home instead of over a video call? And then you make Eddie watch as his mom talks about how happy Christopher is without him and how she and his dad are thinking about getting a pool because Christopher loves the water so much, AND THEN KEEP THE CALL GOING BUT DONT BOTHER TO BRING THE CAMERA AS PEOPLE START TO SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY???? WTF GUYS??? WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM SIT THOUGH THAT??? They couldn't even have his mom "accidentally" hang up as she was rushing over? They had to make him SIT and WATCH as his son celebrated his birthday without him... Guys... Why...

Actually -2 points for temu and for the scene being unnecessarily cruel to Eddie

Um... I'm trying to remember cause I legit forgot how full these episodes can be lol.

OH!!! ATHENA PLOT!!!

Okay, I was confused about why she said yes to helping the guy who killed her fiance but as I was going through my notifs, an anon told me "She didn’t say yes, the feds forced her to since that was the only way he’d agree to testify". Which I remember hearing and then promptly forgot because I just kept thinking "what if she said no anyway?" I kept thinking that because they never really gave her a "do this or else" thing. There was no... threat? Like I get the guy said he wouldn't testify if Athena didn't help him, but what if she said "Well I guess he won't be testifying then. Not my problem, this has fuck all to do with me and I want no part in it" Then what? Am I the only one thinking like this? They never showed Athena having her arm twisted or her hands tied (figuratively). I'm genuinely curious about what would've happened if she said no. I get they want the dude to testify but if she really said "No, I'm too emotionally involved with this case, I can't help you"... then what? I'm just saying a line or two about her being on desk duty, or she'd be suspended for a while if she refused wouldn't have hurt.

-1 point

HOLY FUCK I JUST GOT AN AWESOME IDEA!!! THE EPISODE IS CALLED BUZZKILL RIGHT? WHAT IF ITS CALLED THAT BECAUSE YES THE BEES,

BUT WHAT IF IT'S ALSO BECAUSE THE BUZZSAW KILLED CAPTAIN DICKWEED??? 😃😃😃😃😃

Dude holy fuck, if that's the case I'm gonna laugh so hard and give this episode a point back 😂😂😂

OMG speaking of bees, MINUS ONE POINT FOR HOW STUPID THE KID WAS!!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!

You're on the phone with 911 and they're telling you not to swat at the bees because it'll make them angry and you could get stung, AND AS THEY'RE SAYING THIS YOU CONTINUE TO SWAT AT THEM???? BRUH????

A L S O !!!

If you're allergic to bees, YOU SHOULD ALREADY KNOW THIS???? The kid said she either got stung before or she's used her epi before, which would mean she would've had to have gotten stung or else she wouldn't have needed it. IF YOUVE BEEN STUNG BEFORE YOU SHOULD KNOW WHAT NOT TO DO SO THE BEES DONT GET ANGRY AT YOU AND STING YOU CAUSE YOU'RE LITERALLY ALLERGIC???? If you're allergic to something, you usually research it to make sure you avoid the thing you're allergic to at all costs! Everyone knows, or should know, if a bee is flying near you, just leave it alone or try to stay still. It may land on you and crawl around a bit, but you shouldn't freak out cause that could upset it and make it sting you.

Bee fact!: Bees don't sting people for no reason. Mainly because when they sting, it kills them! When they leave behind their stingers it literally rips out their heart so it can keep pumping the bee venom into whatever they stung, and it releases chemicals that not only make you swell up, but alerts other bees that you are a threat that needs to be dealt with. Bees don't sting all willy-nilly like that, you're thinking of asshole wasps or hornets.

The fact that so far the bees were passive to the mom and the kid but the kid was freaking the fuck out and not listening and ended up slapping herself in the face to squish the bee instead of just closing her eyes and scrunching up tight is such bullshit. AND DONT TELL ME SHE WASNT THINKING CLEARLY BECAUSE OF ADRENALINE OR WHATEVER!!!! You're gonna tell me she wasn't thinking clearly enough to literally just close her eyes and hold still, but she could concentrate at a high enough level to inject her mom with the rest of her epi pen? Yeah, okay. Sure. I definitely believe you. This is my believing face 😑

-2 points cause writing all that down actually pissed me off with how absurd it was

At least the mom one was believable (lol bee-lievable) cause she's thinking "oh good, my daughter is fine now, she's breathing again, I can finally relax- what the heck is this thing crawling on my neck- oh crap that's right, we're in a car full of bees". They could've made it so someone outside bumped into the car and they rocked inside the car and the kid accidentally rocks onto a bee, squishing it a little. Not enough to kill it but enough to make it upset and sting her. That would've been better cause the bump or whatever could've been from Captain Dickweed's poor leadership.

... anything else???

Mmm... That's all I can think of for right now, I'd have to rewatch the episode to remember anything else. If I do think of something I'll post it later, but those are my thoughts!

5/10 for the first episode of season 8. Not good, but not bad either... Perfectly mid (unless I remember something else that changes my mind lol)

I forgot how fun this was! See y'all next week ��✨

[sturnluvs]

Hair pull -Nathan doe

You guys were hanging out with Nick Chris Matt and Madi and the rest of the party larray Colby etc .

You were talking with larray and tara. When suddenly larray asked how good your boyfriend is in bed and you could lie

“He’s amazing in bed . I can’t go into detail but I’m left in tears to say the least” you whisper so your boyfriend Nate doesn’t hear

“I bet he’s that good I see you with new hickies everyday” larray says

“What can I say my man knows how to please a woman like me”

“Can I borrow him for a night” Tara said jokingly

“Excuse me”

“What” Tara says confused

“Idc if you say it’s a joke you can’t ask to borrow your best friend’s boyfriend that dick belongs to me it’s to big for your 4’1 foot tall little pussy babe so you can find a new man . Plus he’s just gonna say my pussys better than mine and no wonder Jake broke up with you he left you for a bigger tit bitch with a bigger pussy!”

Tara stood there and shock and nick and the guys escorted her out of the house

It’s your house so you can kick her out and you’d do as that

Everyone looked at you . As your mad and you walk upstairs. Nate follows and they kick Tara out of the party

“Whoa babe what’s happened”

“Tara just asked if she can “borrow” you

Fri the night and I lashed out”

“Listen to me .i will never get her or any other girl borrow my dick and your pussy is perfect you have to understand that ok”

“Can you fuck me”

“I’d love to but your upset”

“Just fuck me and I’ll feel better please”

“Y/n we can talk this out your upset”

“You either fuck me and make me feel better or I’ll take matters into my own hands

You kiss him and he kisses back

As he was taking off his shirt you brake the kiss and took your (his ) shirt off with your biker shorts . You kneeled down and pulled his pants down along with boxers

“Already hard hmh”

“I can’t wait to please you princess”

You give his tip a kiss and stand up

You guys kiss and he pushes you on your bed his dick against your wet entrance

He pulls your legs and lifts them up on his shoulders . He teases you with his tip and pushes in slowly .

“Fuck” you mumble

He pushes in all the way letting you adjust

“You can move”

He does so at a slow pace

he suddenly pulls out

“What why” you cry

“On your hands and knees now . I’m gonna fuck you so hard”

“Videotape it and send it to Tara”

“Gladly”

He pushes in your and he grabs a fist full of your hair .

You bit your lip to contain your moan but you let it out

“Oh fuck yes fuck Nate fuck”

“You like that huh princes” smacks your ass

“Faster daddy please” your head digs into the pillow

As he goes faster . He feels have to cum

“Do you have to come baby”

“Yes please fuck”

“Go head my love”

He pulls out quickly and puts his tongue out to eat you out . Your cum on his tongue.

As he eats you out your cursing . Forgetting everyone is downstairs

“Nate i forgot everyone is downstairs”

“Don’t worry about that honey I told them that had to go because you weren’t feeling well”

“Nate that’s rude I didn’t even say goodbye”

“Any last words before I tie your mouth shut huh”

You shake your head

“That’s my girl”

Your muffled moans and tears rolling down your face and your makeup ruined

“Any better y/n” he takes the tie off your mouth

“Yeah a lot better tho I won’t be able a work tomorrow”

“Good because remember that double date we planned with Chris and Madi

(No disrespect of their friendship they are just dating for the story!. Only story hopefully Chris will have a different girl for his fics but for the others and when I mention Chris (mostly Nate) it will be Madi)

“Yeah no baby I can’t”

“Well you are”

He kisses you on your forehead

“Gn y/n”

“Gn Nathan”

[hippolotamus]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @panbuckley @prince-buck-diaz 💖

Alright girlies (gn), it's been a day and I haven't added to my WIPs in a few. So have this thing I started during mid-season hiatus and may or may not finish. Who knows? Certainly not me.

Oh no I’m falling in love again

The news comes near midnight on Tuesday, in the middle of a twenty-four. Buck lays in the bunk room - not sleeping, but not not sleeping either - when his phone vibrates in his pocket. He distantly thinks he should ignore it, because blue light and sleep interference or whatever, but the Santa Anas are still strong and he’s not drifting off any time soon anyway. 

The message from his group text with Connor and Kameron simply reads thank you!!!!! with a picture of a positive pregnancy test. The crisp lettering on the digital readout leaves no room for misinterpretation. 

Buck reads it once or twice or ten times before the impact fully hits. It worked. I’m gonna be a– Not a father. Not a dad. A donor. He’s the biological contributor to one half of a new life. He doesn’t let that technicality bring his mood down. The donation was successful. The point is he’s not defective. 

That’s amazing! Congratulations! He texts back, then taps on the photo, grinning so wide his cheeks are beginning to hurt already. 

Instinctively, Buck turns to the next bunk to show Eddie only to remember that no one else could sleep either. They gave up trying long ago to read or play cards or whatever they thought might soothe them.

Buck exits the bunks in search of his partner, eventually finding Eddie at one of the open bay doors. Despite the weather, he’s not even wearing his uniform shirt, just a short-sleeved LAFD tee. There isn’t so much as a single goosebump or raised hair on his bare skin while he drinks coffee, watching stray leaves and discarded items kick up around the swaying trees. Buck envies his ability to do that. As it is he’s wrapped in a warm hoodie that just manages to keep the chill out. 

“Hey,” Eddie greets him before Buck can say anything, looking at him in that soft, content way he always does in quieter moments. His body relaxes further where he’s leaning his shoulder against the wall, one ankle crossed behind the other. Like he was waiting for Buck to join him. 

“Hi,” Buck returns, immediately soothed by Eddie’s presence, like something clicks back into place and settles in his bones. He nearly forgets why he came out until Eddie asks if the winds got him, too. 

“No. I, uh, here.” He proudly holds his phone out so Eddie can see, holding his breath until he knows for sure that his best friend will be excited for him. 

Eddie stares, scrunching his eyebrows for a moment, then glances up at Buck with a look he can’t quite decipher. He’s not upset, but doesn’t exactly look pleased either. “That’s- that’s great, Buck. Good for them. I’m glad you were able to help.”

No pressure tagging @shortsighted-owl @alyxmastershipper @stereopticons @elvensorceress @monsterrae1 @eowon @spotsandsocks @911onabc @buddierights @thewolvesof1998 @wildlife4life @chaosandwolves @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @jesuisici33 @heartshapedvows @heartbeatdiaz @barbiediaz @eddiediaztho @spaceprincessem @monsterrae1 and anyone else who wants to share (as usual if I usually tag you and forgot, no i didn't. tag you're it!) 😘

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Yuma Ecstasy [Prologue]

ー The scene starts by the World Tree

Yui: ( Yuma-kun...He hasn’t come out today either. )

( I was hoping that once he had calmed down, we could make a grave for Lucks-san to give him at least somewhat of a proper send-off. )

( But by the looks of it, I guess it’s still difficult for him to give all of this a place... )

...Huh?

( What an incredibly large tree...I wonder what kind of tree it is? )

Shuu: That’s the World Tree. 

ー Shuu walks up to her

Yui: Shuu-san...Are you talking about this tree?

Shuu: Yeah. You were curious, right? It shows on your face right away.

Yui: D-Does it?

Shuu: This is...A tree which controls the World, just like its name suggests.

I doubt you’re aware of it, but this World has disappeared many times, before being born again.

Apparently that’s how the eras come and go.

Shuu: Father once told me that this Tree will also wither and bloom in accordance to that.

Yui: So basically this World has been reborn time after time?

Shuu: I guess so. I don’t know all the details either.

Well, unfortunately, it seems like this Tree has already withered quite a bit.

Yui: ( ...He’s right. There’s a bunch of dead leaves scattered around it. But... )

This tree also disappears and grows again alongside the World, right? In which case, once it withers...

Shuu: The World might also come to an end alongside it.

Oh well, it comes from that guy. Who knows if he was speaking the truth or not. Although I won’t deny that it’s an ominous story.

Yui: It’s a little scary, huh...?

Shuu: ...Say, don’t you resent me?

Yui: Eh...?

Shuu: You wanted to save the Ghouls as well, didn’t you? Then don’t you bear a grudge against me for killing that one Ghoul?

Yui: ...I don’t.

Of course, it hurts me too when I consider how Yuma-kun must feel right now. But still...

I fully realize that you had no other choice back then.

Because I believe you would have died if you didn’t make that choice. 

Shuu: Hah...You never change, do you? You’re such a fool, still trying to stick up for me even though you’re in love with Yuma.

...I guess it might have been fate that the two of us would one day find ourselves in this sort of situation.

We were never quite on the same page after all. Like two different tones clashing with each other.

I’m pretty sure it’s been like that ever since we kids. Although I didn’t pay mind to it back then because it was such a trivial thing.

Yui: But...You were friends, right?

Shuu: ...Who knows. It’s been too long, I forgot.

...I’ll get going now. I’m pretty sure that’d be for the best.

Yui: Eh?

ー Yuma approaches them

Yui: Yuma-kun!

Shuu: ...

ー Shuu walks away

Yui: Ah, Shuu-saーー

Yuma: Lay it off, Yui. 

Yui ( ...I guess he’s still upset after all. )

( I can’t believe they’ve had such a fall-out during a time when we should be working together instead... )

...Are you alright?

Yuma: Yeah, I made ya worried, didn’t I? ...Or that’s what I’d like to tell ya at least, but to be honest, my mind’s still a mess. 

I feel pathetic havin’ to say this but I have no clue what to do.

Say, what do ya...think I should do next?

Yui: ...I...can definitely understand why Ruki-kun and the others want to protect Eden.

I also realize that they simply don’t have the time to be saving the Ghouls now when they already have their hands full with that.

However...Even so, I don’t want to simply disregard Lucks-san’s feelings and his desire to bring the Ghouls happiness either.

That’s why I believe it would be best to try and do whatever we can for the Ghouls, all while protecting Eden at the same time...I suppose.

Yuma: ...Well, that would be ideal. I feel the same way.

But now’s hardly the time to be talkin’ ‘bout best-case-scenarios.

We received an update from our Familiars. It seems like various Demon Clans are ready to work together and wipe out the Ravens for good. 

Yui: Wipe out...!? Why would they do that!?

Yuma: I dunno why but...That Kino bastard has been huntin’ down Demons in the human world, remember? Seems like the different Clan leaders picked up on that.

Kino might be Karlheinz-sama’s son and a force to be reckoned with, he’s still workin’ together with Ghouls.

I can’t imagine those Ghouls can stand up ‘gainst an army of Demons. ...What happened to Lucks proves my point.

If an actual war breaks loose, I’m pretty sure Rotigenberg will go up in flames in no time.

With the Ghouls sufferin’ the same fate, obviously. 

Yui: Ugh...

Yuma: I mean, sure, after everythin’ Kino and those Ghouls did, ya could say they sealed their own fate.

But well, the other Demons have been those Ghouls like shit too, haven’t they?

Despite shunnin’ them, they don’t shy away from usin’ them as slaves when it benefits them.

It’s hella pretentious of them to think they can now just get rid of them from the moment they become a nuisance. 

Yui: So the Demons didn’t simply dislike the Ghouls?

Yuma: No, that’s the exact reason. They made the Ghouls do all of the dirty work they don’t want to do themselves.

In other words, they used them to their advantage. 

In the end, Ghouls are nothin’ but tools in their eyes. That’s why they can kill them without battin’ an eye.

Even though the Ghouls...and Boss, they’ve only tryin’ to live their life to the fullest. As if I’d let this happen...!

Yui: ...

Yuma: ...My bad. I guess I really haven’t sorted out my emotions yet. 

But I can’t help but be reminded of the past by this whole situation.

Those who think they can use power to force their will, they don’t care if others suffer as a result of their actions. 

Even if it kills someone, they can just easily move on with their lifves. ...I don’t wanna be that sorta guy.

Yui: ( Yuma-kun... )

...Hey, Yuma-kun. Why don’t we make a grave for Lucks-san?

Yuma: A grave? 

Yui: You mentioned this way back as well, didn’t you? That you wanted to give your friends a proper burial.

Even though he met his end in such an unfortunate way, if you send him your prayers...It could be a way to somewhat repay him, right? 

Yuma: But Lucks-san is gone. There’s nothin’ to bury...

Yui: We can bury his soul, not his physical body. And we can pray...that his soul may rest in peace. 

Unlike before, you now know exactly where he is after all. So...What do you say?

Yuma: ...You’re right. If everyone else turns a blind eye, then we just gotta pray for him.

I want to let him know...that there’s still people here who remember that he was alive. 

*TIMESKIP*

Yuma: ーー I guess this’ll do. 

It’s more so a pile of soil and flowers rather than a proper grave though.

Yui: That’s plenty. It’s the sentiment which counts.

Yuma: Hah, I guess the daughter of a Priest sees things differently. 

...My bad, Boss. I failed to save ya for the second time in a row.

But ya entrusted your dream with me once more. ...Just like ya did back then.

I’m the still unreliable loser I was back then but...Thank ya for havin’ faith in me regardless.

Yui: ( ...Lucks-san. Your dreams is now safe in Yuma-kun’s hands. So may you please rest in peace... )

Yuma: ...Guess we won’t get anywhere by stayin’ depressed forever, huh? Guess we should head back soon.

Yui: Yeah...

...Hey, Yuma-kun. Why don’t we try asking the others for help one more time?

Yuma: ...It’s no use. I’m pretty sure ya also realize that they’re not up for it?

Yui: But they might change their mind when they hear it directly from you.

The other Mukami brothers in particular might be able to somewhat relate to the Ghouls’ struggles.

Yuma: I mean...I guess ya have a point. But what has gotten into ya? You’re all fired up all of a sudden. 

Yui: I just want to be there for you at all times, that’s all.

Yuma: ...

...Hah. I can’t say no after hearin’ those words from the woman I love.

Right. Forget ‘bout the Sakamaki’s for now, but I’ll try to get my message across to Ruki and the gang.

Givin’ up without doin’ anything would be a true sign of weakness.

Monologue

ーー However. 

The others ended up turning down,

Yuma-kun’s request. 

They did sympathize with their dire situation.

But they are simply too busy protecting Eden,

it would be difficult to help out the Ghouls as well.

That is what Ruki-kun told him upfront.

As for Reiji-san and his brothers,

he said that they simply could not feel bad,

for those Ghouls who went out there hunting down their kind.

While it may be true that they are mistreated,

he questioned if that made their actions any less of a crime as well.

In the end, we found ourselves back at square one.

ー The scene shifts to the Grand Hall at Eden

Yuma: ...Gotcha. Sorry for wastin’ yer time.

ー Yuma walks away

Kou: ...Yuma-kun!

ー Kou and Azusa chase after him

Reiji: ...Forget about us for a second, but are you sure you lot made the right decision?

Ruki: What other choice do we have? ...We don’t have the power to protect everything and everyone we want to.

Shuu: ...

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall

Kou: Hold up, Yuma-kun! Where are you going!?

Yuma: Don’t worry. I won’t bother y’all no more.

Kou: Don’t call it that! It’s not...

Azusa: Yuma...We would like to help out those Ghouls as well, deep down. We understand how they feel after all...

Kou: Exactly. ...But. 

Yuma: I know. It’s not worth abandonin’ Eden over. Correct?

I don’t think you’re wrong to think that. Y’all should protect whatever feels right.

Azusa: You...don’t want to protect Eden then...?

Yuma: As if. This place is just as much my home.

But right now, Shuu is its owner. Even if Eden is precious to me...I can no longer obey that guy.

Kou: Yuma-kun...

Yuma: My bad for bein’ such a selfish prick. Tell Ruki I’m sorry as well. ...I failed him as a younger brother. 

Let’s go, Yui.

Yui: ...Okay.

ー The scene shifts to the outside of Eden

Yui: ...I’m sorry.

Yuma: I figured you’d apologize. I bet you’re blamin’ yerself for this, aren’t ya?

I’m pretty sure I would have done the same thing, even if ya weren’t there to give me that final push in the back. I’m glad that I actually got to tell them everythin’ in the end.

Yui: But...I don’t like how it seems like you guys will grow apart now...

Yuma: It can’t be helped. 

I’ve lost a lot of pals in my lifetime, but those guys...I thought family would last forever at least.

Still...I guess deep down, there was a part of me which thought that maybe this time would one day come.

Unlike those dudes, I’m a greedy idiot. I can’t choose one over the other.

I want to protect everythin’ dear to me, and I can’t easily give up on that, even when I realize that it’s impossible. 

Yui: ...Yeah.

Yuma: Obviously, I wanna protect Eden as well. Like I’ve said before, I don’t want to lose my home again.

But...Ruki and the others will keep it safe, even if I’m not here. That’s why I believe Eden will be fine.

However...There’s nobody else willin’ to rescue and protect those Ghouls.

That’s why I’ll do it. ...In Boss’ place.

I just can’t crush his dreams again now that he entrusted me with it for the second time. ...Will ya make fun of me for bein’ a blockhead?

Yui: I would never. I love that side of you. 

Yuma: ...Thanks.

I know that I can’t blame Shuu for what happened to Shuu.

But if only he had come to Eden...and had tackled the issue sooner, then none of this would have happened.

When I look at it like that, I just can’t bring myself to forgive him.

That’s why I’ve decided to side with those who’ve been gettin’ pushed ‘round by those in power their whole lives.

Yui: ...Even if that means you’ll have to make your brothers and the Sakamaki’s your enemy?

Yuma: I’ve made my resolve. That’s the path I chose for myself. 

Yui: ...I understand.

Yuma: I do feel bad for draggin’ ya into my mess...

Yui: You keep on saying sorry. Didn’t I tell you...that I’ll be your ally, no matter what happens? 

Yuma: Yeah, ya did. ...Come ‘ere, Yui.

ー He embraces her

*Rustle* 

Yuma: I don’t know whether I feel grateful for bein’ able to meet Boss again or not but, it did make me realize one thing. 

I’m glad I got to introduce ya to him. ...I’m pretty sure he can finally feel relieved now.

ー The scene shifts to Kino’s manor

Yuuri: ーー Kino. I’ve received a message from our Familiar. Yuma-san has left Eden. 

We believe that he has broken ties with the Vampire Clan.

Kino: Heeh! He went that far, huh? ...Fufu, things are getting interesting. 

Yuuri: Will you act upon this?

Kino: Let me think...Nah, I think we can play the waiting game for now. I mean, they’ll surely come here, won’t they?

*Ding・dong*

Kino: Speak of the devil! He’s more clever than I thought. I guess he realizes that

Well then...How shall I use this to my advantage?

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

[lyon-amore]

*Extra oneshot based on chapter 4 of ‘What if…? Duskwood’, but you don’t need to read it to read the OneShot, it’s just an idea I had, take it as a deleted scene, hehe. I hope you like it. *

✵Macie✵

    I was removing my makeup, remembering when M.H. had looked at me and blushed. I gently wiped the makeup remover across my lips, thinking about what it must have been like if I had kissed him with this lipstick on. Unfortunately, they weren't the kind that left a mark, and I want to mark him.

  “What am I thinking?’’ I shake my head. I don't know him well enough to think this way. “Too many romantic series, Macie,’’ I tell myself, quickly finishing removing my makeup, wanting only to go to bed and wake up to go to work and… Hoping to find a new lead to go see him.

    I pick Henry up and carry him to my room, placing him on the bed while I change into my pajamas.     It's then that I hear the notification sound and rush to my phone hoping that maybe M.H. has found a clue, although maybe he's sleeping? It's already quite late to be on his phone. Or it's like I thought, he's a vampire and that's why he doesn't sleep and wears hoods so the sun doesn't hit him, because it would show the skin of a murderer.

    “Only I think these things,’’ I laugh and look at my phone.

    Unfortunately, I frown when I read where the notification came from.

    From the dating app.

    Yes, I know, it's weird that I downloaded one of these, but I actually did it because I was looking for a specific guy and I was hoping that maybe I'd find him here.

    Or at least... Find a guy like him.

    I was planning on deleting the app after yesterday's conversation with Mister Hacker, but I forgot because of work. And now I have a message from a guy I'm not interested in.     Time for rejection.

    I look at his photo. He's the complete opposite of him. Blonde and grey eyes. He wasn't the guy I'm looking for. And I know... I shouldn't judge by appearance, it's just something I've been looking for for years. But I've given up long ago. So much so that I don't even know why I still have this app and haven't set up my rabbit farm already. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ernst Hi Macie, how are you? I'm Brian's friend, Lian told me I'd meet you here -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I smack my forehead. Seriously, Lian? Did you really tell him to meet me here?     I take a deep breath. Well, it's Lian, she wanted me to meet him. And I'm sure it must have upset her to have to tell her that she wouldn't be able to go to dinner. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Hi Ernst I'm sorry Lian told you this 🤦‍♀️​ What a shame

Ernst Don't worry The truth is that I wanted to talk to you anyway

Macie Ah Hey, I'm sorry, but I have to tell you that I'm going to delete this app now

Ernst Ah! Better for me! You can give me your phone number and we can chat

Macie No, that's not what I mean 😅 Look, I'm really sorry I didn't make it to dinner, but something unexpected came up I'm sure you're a nice guy and all, but I really don't have time for dates lately

Ernst No problem, we can have breakfast or lunch together one day With my job, I can't do too much either Because you know my job is important -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie I've heard something Especially if you work with Brian

Ernst Hahaha, sure, sure I didn't think you knew that

Macie Well Ernst, it was a pleasure talking to you, but I was already going to sleep

Ernst Maybe we could talk a little longer, right? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I bite my nail, nervous. He's Brian's coworker, my friend. What do I do? I don't want him to get angry with me either.

    “I'll try to explain it better.’’ -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Some things have come up today, too many And now my head hurts a lot, I'm exhausted and the truth is, I don't really feel like talking to you right now

Ernst You said you were going to sleep, right?

Macie Yes

Ernst So tell me… What are you wearing? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I stay reading the chat, not knowing what to respond. I think this is the first time I've come across a guy like this on this app, because I immediately rejected them when I saw that it wasn't him. And then there's the fact that this guy is Brian's friend. These guys have always treated me well even though some of them were liars who had wives or girlfriends. And now, this guy comes asking me this, what's this about?

✵Jake✵

    I try to prepare some things in case I have to run, but it's hard. I have the image of Macie and her expression on my mind as she tells me the news about the body. I guess it is a weird thing to think about, because it is a serious subject, but not believing it is Hannah calms me down a bit. On the other hand, thinking about her does not calm me down at all.

    “Jake, stop it,’’ I tell myself, rubbing my face. “She is not someone special enough to think about. Macie is… She is just another girl. There is nothing special about her.’’

    Of course, if we think about the curiosity of why she prevented a police officer from arresting me that day, and that it is mysterious that she is involved in all this, I am clearly more curious about why everything revolves around her since I met her.

    But it is not just that, it is the way she looks at me. Sometimes I feel like I have seen her somewhere, I just do not know where, and that intrigues me even more and makes me want to know more about her. Does what I am thinking make sense? The worst thing is that I do not have anyone to talk to about this.

    I no longer have anyone to tell about Macie.

    Well, whatever. It is better this way, because I would not even know how to talk about her without getting nervous with all the thoughts I have. And I just met her.

    A notification pops up on his phone and I check to see if it's something important.     No. It is not. He is just an unimportant man.

    “Wait, the app is not from...’’

    I shake my head. No. It does not matter if it is a dating app. I do not care. That is intruding into her life and I am not doing that.

    I decide to continue with my work of modifying the map for the future, while the notifications from that application pop up. Perhaps I was a little envious when I read that he invited her to breakfast or lunch one day. In other circumstances and in another life…

    “You would not even have met her. What are you thinking?’’ I try to concentrate again.

    Everything is going well until my eyes read the next notification.

‘What are you wearing?’

    I stare at it, not knowing if this guy is serious about asking her that. I think it is too private. I should not read it. It is her private life, what she does with it should not matter to me.

‘Come on Macie, answer me, it’s night, we’re adults, and I’ve been wanting to meet you. What’s the problem with telling me as compensation for not going to dinner?’

    Alright, this goes beyond her being the one who accepts, but quite the opposite.

    I am just entering the chat for her safety. I have seen these types of guys more than once and I do not want anything bad to happen to her. What if he goes for her? I could not forgive myself.     It seems that she has not answered his question. But she is trying to delete and write from what I read. She does not know how to say no, it's like she's frozen.

‘You know, it wouldn’t be bad if you even sent me a photo.’

   <<Well, this is going too far.>>

    I go into the chat to click on his profile, meanwhile, I have the conversation on another screen, in case I see that he goes further.     I try to get his IP, hoping that Macie does not block him for the moment. If I lose him, I won't be able to teach him a lesson.

    “Just hold on a little, okay?’’ I murmur, looking at Macie's photo, as if I were talking to her.

    That is when she finally talks to him. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie You should get off this app immediately if you're going to treat women like this -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I smile as I see her finally standing up for herself.

    “That is it, give him a little chat while I work.’’ -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ernst But I'm only here for you, Mac

Macie Don't call me that, okay? We're not close enough for you to use that nickname and you're not the one to use it

Ernst It's just a normal nickname

Macie Well, not for me! -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I clench my jaw, seeing that she seems affected by what I said.

    <<Wait… how could I tell she was affected? Normally I have a hard time to know it.>>

    I shake my head and manage to locate everything belonging to that man. His cell phone, internet, bank… I am not someone who likes to do evil, but if it is about protecting a person, then I should avoid it at all costs. They start with these messages and end up doing something worse. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ernst Okay, no Mac then But you have to make it up to me for not showing up

Macie I'm going to report you right now -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    “Wait a minute, I've got him,’’ I say, managing to block his bank account and take out his money to put it in charity accounts.

    But I realize that he does not have just one. This is interesting… More than I expected.     I don't know if it is going too far or not, but he needs a lesson. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ernst You can't report me I have an important position in the government, do you think they will listen to you? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I try to type without hitting anything. So that is where his confidence comes from... -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Are you really going to use your stupid position to avoid being kicked out of here? I'm a journalist, I could even ruin your reputation by showing this conversation -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I laugh as I read it. I admit, her threat is a good one. And her being against him without feeling intimidated, too.

    “So… Here we go,’’ I hit enter and block all his accounts. “Your turn, Miss Connors,’’ I smile and cross my arms, waiting.

    And after saying that, I see that she takes screenshots on her phone.

    <<Almost as if she had heard me.>>

✵Macie✵

    Not only do I plan to report it to the app owners, I also take screenshots and send them to Brian, explaining the situation and asking him to please not tell Lian about this. I don't want to worry her in her condition and I don't want her to get into trouble because of me.     His response is that he will take care of it immediately. I smile as I read this. Brian is a good man, Lian has been lucky with him.

    Although that is not the only surprise I got. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ernst Shit! Are you kidding me!? Someone has blocked my bank accounts! -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I open and close my mouth, they just blocked what?     A part of me smiles mischievously, happy that this idiot is going through this misfortune. Is this what they call karma? Because I love it. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Really? Just like that?

Ernst Damn it… Who could it have been?!

Macie And do you know what happens if you report someone here for the behavior you've had?

Ernst You think I care about that shit now?! I CAN'T USE MY MONEY!

Macie Well, I'll tell you anyway They notify the police and they investigate it

Ernst DON'T FUCK WITH ME, MACIE! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! I'LL HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME! I'M SURE IT WAS YOU!

Macie Bye 👋​

[This user has been reported for harassment. We will inform the police of what happened.] -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I breathe a sigh of relief and delete the app. I've had enough for tonight, I just want to rest.

    I'm going to put my phone down and see that Mister Hacker is online.

    “Wait… Was it him?’’ I wonder, remembering what Ernst said about his blocked bank accounts. “No, I don't think so. Why would he do that for me?’’

    I bite my lip, thinking about whether to write to him or not.     I write and delete all the time. What do I say? Do I really dare to ask him if it was him? But it doesn't make sense.

    My phone slips from my hands when I see that he has texted me. It's strange to feel this way when I've only spoken to him four times. But four really interesting times. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

??? Yes? Anything new on the news of the corpse? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    True, I had gone to the apartment earlier because of Jessy's announcement and the body they found.

    “Okay, try to be professional now, don't let it be obvious that you're curious about what happened,’’ I tell myself as I write. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie No, everything is fine, I just want to tell you that I haven't found anything special yet.

??? Ah. Okay. Well, do not worry about it now, since it is late.

Macie Hey… Have you seen by chance… -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I don't dare ask him. I think that would be too bold. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

??? You should be careful who you talk to online. It could be the kidnapper. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

   “Have he read it?’’ I look at his words more confused, but are you worried about me? -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Don't worry, I have everything under control 😉 Besides, he wasn't the kidnapper, he was just an idiot

??? I have already noticed.

Macie Worried about me, Mister Hacker?

??? I am just worried that I will lose my source of information, nothing more. You never know what methods the kidnapper might use to lure you into their trap. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    Well, yes, he's a total boss. I was thinking maybe he had a little empathy for me.     I don't know, and I'm not getting my hopes up. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie You're right The kidnapper is probably able to find me on the dating app I was subscribed to

??? Everything is possible.

Macie And also that just that his bank accounts were blocked after having read my conversation with him -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I watch him write and erase several times. He doesn't know what to say. He's nervous. I laugh a little mischievously. I like seeing him like this, it's like I can see through that shield he has. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

??? Surely they discovered him having black accounts in different countries. It often happens.

Macie Interesting… I hadn't thought of that…

??? There you have it. There are many possibilities for why he could have been blocked. Anyway, be careful, Macie.

Macie I'm going to have it And even more so now that I don't need those apps anymore

??? ? And why is that? No, forget it. I am not interested in your private life. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

   <<I love it when he gets distracted, I didn't think it would be that easy.>> -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Macie Are you sure? It seems the opposite

??? Pretty sure. We have already talked enough. I have things to do.

Macie Thank you for talking to me I needed to or I wouldn't have gone to sleep peacefully with everything that happened tonight 😊

??? You're welcome Macie.

-----??? Is now OFFLINE----- -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

    I bite my lip, still smiling.     There's something really interesting about him that makes me interested. And it's the first time I don't feel superficial with a guy, it's like he's something I've been looking for all this time. But it might still be too soon to say that I really like him if I just met him.

    Although this feeling I have, of feeling that there's something special about him that makes me like him, drives me crazy.

    Will this feeling continue when we find Hannah or is it just me being curious?

    “But does he want to get to know me more?’’ I ask Henry, as I leave my phone on the nightstand. Then I pick him up and place him next to me, ready to sleep. “At least, after finding Hannah, he owes me a meal if he doesn't plan on paying me, don't you think?’’

    Henry tickles me with his nose and I laugh.     I know, I think too much about someone I just met. But since I can't talk to anyone about this, I can't do much to get it out of my head.

    I turn off the light and close my eyes, still smiling.

[assbutt-writes]

A Heart Of Iron Chapter 31

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Loki

In the 3 months without Tony, Loki had left his room 5 times. Once to go to Valhalla to try and get him back, once to try and interact with the others (that one went so badly that he just slept through the next few days), and 3 times to get more beer. The floor was littered with all of the empty beer cans and he was pretty sure that he looked like shit, but he didn't care. After all, Tony was gone, so why should he?

Steve kept knocking at his door, but Loki ignored him. During the first few days, the others kept blowing up his phone with texts and calls, but when it died, he "forgot" to charge it. After 1 month, Steve had thought he had died and barged in to check on him, finding Loki drunk-talking to an illusion of Tony, either not noticing or not caring that Steve had just entered the room. Steve had quietly backed out, and no one had entered the room since then.

Loki spent most of those months drunk, and, during some of his more sober moments, Loki had JARVIS give him updates on the other Avengers so that he could write letters to Tony. In doing this, he learned that Bucky had woken up, not remembering anything after he fell off of the train, his brain still stuck in 1945. Steve had to tell him that his sister Becca had died of old age 4 years ago. Bucky's reaction had sent Loki into another spiral, the reminder of the fact that Tony was gone too much to bear. The next thing he remembered, he was waking up in another hospital bed, Natasha standing over him, a worried look on her face.

"Loki, what the fuck? I know you know that drinking yourself to death isn't helping you at all, so why the fuck are you doing it? I mean, you do know that-" Natasha lectured, and Loki cut her off.

"That Tony wouldn't have wanted this? Yeah, well, Tony's gone, so he doesn't really get a say," Loki said bitterly. "And who are you to tell me what to do with my life? Last I checked we weren't friends, and the only reason that we even kept talking to each other was Tony, and he's not here anymore, so I don't really get why you care."

"I care about you because I know what you're going through. I've been brainwashed into doing horrible things against my will, I've lost everyone I've ever cared about, and I've-" Natasha said softly, and Loki got even more upset.

"Have you watched the only two people you've ever loved go in front of you in the exact same way and not been able to do anything about it? Have you had some mystical force try to warn you about it but you ignored it and made the one you loved leave? Have you had someone trust you with their life and fail them? Because I have," Loki said forcefully, and Natasha backed away.

"I didn't know. I'm sorr-'' Natasha started before realizing something. "Wait. You knew what was going to happen to Tony? Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"I thought it was just a vision of an alternate universe. I didn't know that it could come true here too," Loki explained defensively. "I was going into Tony's mind to heal him after the vision that almost killed him, and the stone showed me an alternate universe where we were soulmates and Thanos stabbed him and threw him off of the bridge. I didn't think it was important because it was pretty damn obvious that it wasn't this universe, because me and Tony aren't soulmates here."

Natasha stepped back slightly, and Loki realized belatedly that that came out a little more forceful than he meant it to. Oh, well. She was already going to be pissed at him for letting Tony leave, so what's one more reason to hate him?

"Oh," she said quietly, and then her face melted into a look of concern. "You do know that it's not your fault, right? Maybe you should've told someone about the vision, but, as you said, it didn't seem important. It's not your fault that you didn't know."

"No. Every other fucking vision had a purpose, and this one was an entire life story! I should've known, and I should've fucking told someone!" Loki said, volume building until he was practically yelling. He couldn't see how someone could honestly think that Tony being gone wasn't his fault, because, honestly, he always manages to either hurt the ones he loves or get them to leave forever. "You don't understand. There is no fucking way you could ever understand. If all you're going to do here is tell me lies to try to make me feel better, it's not working, so you can go."

Natasha looked at him with a look that he knew meant that she felt bad for him, and honestly, that just made him feel worse. He didn't need pity, or false reassurances, or to "move on". He just needed Tony.

[snifflesthemouse]

It's making sense now... I see now what I am missing. This whole time I have been looking at the dastardly duo everyone loves to loathe.

I got so wrapped up in what they were doing that I forgot an important rule... the people at the top always know way more than they let on. We get the bare minimum of the need-to-know stuff.

Plus, I forgot the Golden Rule of critical thinking... Occam's Razor states the most simple reason is the most likely reason.

Sometimes, we miss the truth in front of our faces because we forget the lens we are looking through skews things. When we always look at things the same way, we miss things we'd otherwise see.

Let me give you an example non BRF related... I stayed with an abusive murderer for six years too long (ions ago, as my life has been on track and a blessing for almost a decade now, we do recover). WHY?

Because I was too busy looking at things with my own feelings, personality, and opinions. You MUST learn to think objectively if you desire to see truth. Truth is not relative to the observer. Truth is truth. And, the truth doesn't change with the interviewer or the day of the week.

Instead of seeing lie after lie, I would make excuses for him based on how I perceived things. I would make judgments based on how things made me feel or how I could save someone even. SPOILER ALERT: You cannot save anyone from anything without them first wanting to be saved from themselves.

Instead, I should've pulled myself back and looked at things with objective perspective. I should've put myself in his mindframe. I should've looked at things from the lens of the murdering con artist.

This author has been looking at things from a witnessing perspective. Not in the mindframe of the true decision makers.

Harry and Meghan seem to always find a way to not only stay relevant as horrible people, but also have entire flocks of people charged with wearing away at people who criticize them until they abandon ship. (i.e. Mia Farrow) There seems to be only two extremes these days where people either worship or loathe them. Where is the healthy middle?

So... going back to the link I shared... why is King Charles III leaving all these people out of the Coronation and offending the aristocracy? He's already upset the Church, as well as alienate a whole nation with a photograph.

I'm sorry, but I want my energy to match. If I can sit and scrutinize one member of the BRF... is it not ONLY FAIR to use that same level of scrutiny and interest on all others? That's the problem with blindly supporting things or people. We lose sight of our standards when the faith is completely blind.

I need to chew on this some more... Charles has suggested when he became King he would set aside his own personality and uphold everything his mother upheld.

But, it seems so odd that BP could possibly "forget" an invitation. Make it make sense to me.

Dukes, ladies, etc being left off of the invite list... Meghan and Harry (W/O kids) are part of the souvenier olive tree book... well I guess in all those private visits during the Funeral and Platinum parties there was never a time for a grandpa to get a decent picture with his grandkids to use?

I guess nobody wanted a group picture?

Maybe I need to read Spare or that Robert Johnson book and look for more clues. Maybe reading Harry's own ghost-writer's words will give some insight...

PLEASE remember that there is no such thing as a good or bad person. People are just people, and they all have the capability to be equally horrible and honorable. As a famous author once said, "Even Hitler loved dogs"

FINAL NOTE: Real recognizes real. That is a prison/street saying that means creatures of the same species can always find their own kind. Please remember I am not the one to judge anyone. The only reason I can point out things others fail to mention is because I used to be a pretty terrible person. Great con, terrible person. I had to lose everything and then some, then work harder than hard to rebuild. I can spot a me a mile away, people.

Unless you've been to prison or dated the dumpster fire of burning dog turds I have, you probably see things in a less cynical light. I've been counseling, teaching, and exposing people for over half a decade. Before I turned my life around, though, I was a horrible person.

I know people. I know the worst of the worst kind of people. I survived being stabbed and beaten and so much more because I am good at knowing how these outlier personalities operate.

Don't take my words for gospel. Don't be so weak minded you just nod and accept everything someone peddles as truth, either. We have to stop and think.

So... what's really good?

[ruthlesslistener]

I still remember how one time someone asked you to respect other people's headcanons, and immediately you went on a rant. I don't think that anon meant to... convince you to like that ship or to change your headcanons. They were saying exactly as it is. So I can understand why some are starting to see you as an arrogant fighter when answering asks. Will you blow up on this simple ask? Will you make fun of some anon for "having no reading compression" because they didn't go full into crazy details? It feels like that unless some ask fully agrees with you, there's a chance of you coming off as a jerk in some way.

Tone: deeply frustrated, but calm

So this IS about the adult Ghost discourse. Well that's because I wasn't replying with the intent to rant, I was explaining my take on it (and was admittedly probably very bitter about it because the misunderstandings were deeply frustrating me)- which I already explained to you earlier was something I just do by default. Can't remember which exact post it was either, but I believe it was also condescending as hell because I do respect other's headcanons most of the time, but this came after I had already stated that I was without any context for adult ghost prior to the incident with the exception of pornography, which negtively tinted my views on it pretty hard. So I had to add that context in there, because it deeply skewed how I engaged with the concept, and also I'm pretty sure that I stated it was personal preference already and that I didn't want to engage with it, but people were still saying that. Remember that food metaphor I made earlier? That's where I think the misunderstanding is coming from- I clearly stated my opinions on it because to me, it's as simple as not liking pie, but because I forgot that other people don't have that same view of fanon, it came off like a moral judgement. In which case I have to state again: it's not that deep for me.

As for losing my temper, yeah I did during the heat of that ask bombardment. But I mean, you gotta understand that this was one event where I responded ineloquently, with zero context for what I was talking about, and got a whole slew of comments by people who jumped the gun to conclusions about what I thought that I didn't say at all. That's deeply frustrating! And I'm really fucking bad about regulating my emotions bc of the afformentioned autism, so that frustration carried over into my posts, probably doubly so because I just write plainly without tone tags. Then when more asks that missed the point of what I was saying rolled in, I got even MORE frustrated. Because it was clear that my point wasn't being made, and it made me more and more upset- hence the 'no reading comprehension' gripes, bc I thought I was speaking clearly but people were responding with things I didn't say. Like, even now, I'm not angry- I'm frustrated and upset because I thought I was getting better at this whole social thing, but clearly not. Also, for context, the people who replied 'no reading comprehension' are those who either picked up on what I was saying, or are those I went to for help because I didn't know where I was going wrong.

Though I have to ask, anon- why not block me? You clearly seem to have some sort of problem with me, or at least with reading me properly, and I genuinely don't want you to continue to get raised hackles because of my social ineptitude fucking things over. I'm not some kind of social bitch who uses status to push people around, and the thought that I might inadvertently be doing that has honestly made me want to delete my blog and start over (though I probably won't bc I hate change). I'm not a professional. This is something I do in my free time with the few friends I have because it's a special interest, and no more. There's really no obligation for you to tolerate me if you don't like me, or can't read my tone- just block me. It'll get me off your feed and prevent you from having to deal with me, because while I'll try to get better with my tone, I don't think I can change my brain chemistry to be any better at knowing what people want from me or how to respond in a way that doesn't seem inflamatory. Because I genuinely don't know what to do.

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Chapter 2: Single Studio

Narrated by Susan.

Narrator: I had an exam before our Cloud Empire trip, so my brother helped me study, and we canceled our livestreams.

Narrator: Finally, that grueling time is over. We’ve made it to the Cloud Empire!

Narrator: To thank our fans for their support, we decided to do a series of livestreams focused on Cloud Empire.

Narrator: We showed our fans the mossy, cobbled paths, the towering Cloudcrest Pagoda, and the delicious local delicacies.

Narrator: Cloud Empire magic, unlike outs, is based on natural elements.

Narrator: They use it to carve flowers on columns or transform them into cakes.

Narrator: When we arrive at Mount Misty, just outside of Cloud Crest, visitor hours are almost over.

Narrator: Mom and I wanted to take pictures in the flower fields, while Dad and my brother were more interested in the historical sites.

Narrator: Since our viewers were interested in both, we decide to hold two separate livestreams.

Narrator: There’s a legend in Cloud Empire about flower fairies. They must have been born in the beautiful blooming fields of Mount Misty!

Narrator: According to our viewers’ comments, our fans adore the vast flower fields and are sad they can’t be here.

Susan: But it’s okay, because I know a magic spell that can be used to preserve the flowers, like we did before!

Susan: Right, William?

Narrator: Only then do I remember that my brother isn’t next to me.

Susan: ...But it’s fine. I can handle it without him!

Susan: It should be easy. I drive the flowers, then... press them...?

Narrator: I try to think back to how my brother made flower bookmarks before, but my brain simply won’t cooperate.

Narrator: My brain remembers the Pagoda. It remembers the osmanthus cakes. But it just refuses to remember how to make a flower bookmark!

Choose either “Uh, Sue... I think you’ve already forgotten how...” or “So, William made the bookmarks in the past, hm?”

If “forgotten,” ...

You: Uh, Sue... I think you’ve already forgotten how...

Narrator: N-no, I haven’t! I’m just... I’m just a little blocked at the moment!

If “brother,” ...

You: So, William made the bookmarks in the past, hm?

Narrator: I... I helped, too! It’s just that he would remind me when I forgot the steps.

--

Narrator: We’re always together, in livestreams and otherwise.

Narrator: In previous livestreams, I was in charge of my magic, and my brother would use alchemy to bring my imaginative spells to life.

Susan: But... but now that he’s not around... my magic seems to be failing.

Narrator: It’s upsetting to think that brother is livestreaming solo right now. I bet it’s going great, even without me.

Susan: Ugh... there’s no way I’ll admit that alchemy is better than magic!

Narrator: But why aren’t Dad and William back yet?

Chapter 1

Chapter 3