#even now as an adult theyre even more impatient

[stars-in-our-skies]

teary eyes (pretty bones)

[kairiscorner]

hihiii pookie :DD!!

tw// mentions of depression

i'm wondering if you could maybe write a comfort fic about miles 42 with a reader who hates asking for help even when theyre clearly suffering in silence because they were taught to just 'suck it up' and deal with it alone as a kid?

you dont have to write this if you dont feel comfortable with it <33

Thank you pooks :33!!

hi pooks @jrrantss <:DD oh man, okay so i was kind of that kid back then too (though i was a big crybaby) it's like the adults around me didn't fully comprehend why i was feeling the way i was, so in response to that, they basically condemned crying at home or in front of them. i'm sorry if you went through something similar or, hopefully not, something worse ;-; i hope this provides you some comfort, and in a way, might also let you know you aren't the only one going through stuff like this. i'm here for you pookie, all the time <:)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

you can be honest with me. – miles 42 x reader (angst + comfort)

nothing went your way this week, hell, you couldn't even remember a week in your life when anything felt right, when you didn't feel that you were holding yourself back from letting go of everything that felt wrong, awful, and just... painful. you were too good at keeping secrets, too good at lying about how you really felt; and that was something you hated about yourself, how you found lying as your first nature, not your second. you lied to people when they'd ask you if you were doing okay, if your day was going alright–you always gave them the answers they want to hear, that you were fine, that nothing was wrong.

but when everything just comes crumbling down, and the cracks in your facade begin to show and become more obvious... you get more and more defensive, more and more angry, more and more... scared and worried about these feelings that are hurling themselves at you so quickly that you can't even begin to understand why they're affecting you so badly–why people can see the bare you now if you just turn your face to look at them or open your mouth to speak; and your boyfriend was the first person to see you this way, vulnerable, yet trying all you can to avoid that vulnerability while you're crumbling down.

"hey," miles calls out to you in a soft voice as he sees your back turned to him as you kept working on your assignments, hunched over at your desk with your brows furrowed together and your lips curved into a scowl. you had been avoiding him for a few days now–at least he thinks you might be avoiding him–and have acted very distant, very... out of it recently. you didn't turn your head around to face him, which prompted him to continue talking, hopefully so you could find a reason to face him and his worried eyes. "you've, um... you've been busy lately." "uh-huh." you hummed as you tapped the end of your pencil against your desk impatiently, racking your brain for the answer to the questions written down that all seemed to blur together as the shittiness of the previous days just irritated you even more, and the worst part was... you couldn't hide the fact you can't mask ot anymore.

miles' face contorted as he got more and more worried about you, not knowing why you were acting starkly different than the usual you, or the only you he was familiar with. he extended his hand out to you as he walked over, looking at your cluttered up papers on your desk and the smudged up marks on the paper from your erasures. "...is something wr–" "everything's fine, i'm fine, i'm just peachy!" "you don't sound very convincing." he said, his voice returning to his nonchalant, cool tone as he took a small glimpse at your face before you turned away from his field of vision.

he sat in the chair next to you and wrapped his arm around you in an effort to comfort you. "cielo, sonething's up with you. are you... are you sure you don't wanna let me help?" he asked you with a soft voice, hoping he didn't overstep any boundaries as you slowly turned your head to show him a bit of your face. there were tears in your eyes, though you didn't dare let miles see them fall down your face; there was a sob stuck in your throat, but you didn't dare let miles hear it escape your lips. you had been there before, being severely troubled for more things than just homework–but never had you been advised to do anything than the age old phrases you've heard all your life as a kid: 'get over it.'

you took in a deep breath and tried to tell him what those words you've exhausted yourself from saying all the damn time–that you don't need any help, that you've got this, that you're okay... but your body's betraying you right now. it's betraying you for turning your back on your own feelings, but that... was never your fault, never. as you let out the breath you've been holding in, the hot tears came streaking down the ends of your eyes, your scowl morphing into a sad frown as you felt yourself slowly come undone and all the raging thoughts in your mind boiled down into one thought right then and there: 'fuck no, i am far from okay'.

you had one tear come down, then two, then... a whole waterfall of tears came pouring down your eyes as you finally released that sob you had been desperately keeping in. you had released it out into the air as it mingled with miles' shushing and gentle whispers as he held you while you leaned against him, wailing as you tried telling him how nothing had been right lately. you choked out in broken cries how you desperately wanted a way out of everything horrible that's been happening but you didn't want anyone else to be bothered by your 'stupid, insignificant problems'.

"i just... want to be okay... but i can't even pretend to be okay for at least one damn day." "please, stop pretending, mi vida. it's hurting me how you... how you think it's strength to rake up everything by yourself... when you clearly need help." miles said with a cracked voice as he felt himself choke up at your melancholic state. you cried even more out of guilt that you saddened miles, but he kissed your forehead, cheek–your whole face as he murmured words of reassurance, of love, to you to calm you down and comfort you. "you're not alone, not anymore... i don't care if some idiots in your life want you to deal with alone, never to bother them–you're never a bother to me, got that?" he mutters to you as he holds you close, letting you sob into his shoulder, your sobs getting louder and louder all the while. he shushes you and rubs your back gently, kissing your wet cheeks as he keeps reminding you that no matter what you're going through, what problems you're having, he's always going to be there for you–be the help you'll need, one way or another.

"please, don't be scared, mi vida... you can be honest with me. i promised to love you with all my heart, protect you, and... always be the help you'll need."

he whispered to you as he looked into your eyes and gently wiped your tears away and leaned his forehead against yours, hoping you would be more lenient, more understanding towards yourself and your own needs; and that you wouldn't hesitate to ask him for help. because even if you don't ask him to, he'll be there to help you, be there to guide you, be there to comfort you the best he can. because he loves you, and knows you deserve more than what you think you deserve, that you deserve... the best of the best, and nothing less.

tags !! @ii01vq @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @k4tsu3 @solecitoszn @toneystank-3000 @fiannee @popeheywardssecretgf @lovefrominaya @onginlove @meowmoraless @q2ie @zalayni @anikaluv @conitagray

[morbiderotica]

bestie (anyone who writes for mello is immediately my bestie) I would LOVE to hear anything you think about dear sweet mihael. like, what's the deal with his relationship with religion? Did he partake in drugs during his time in the mafia? Actually I'd take ANY headcanon about the time he spent between leaving wammy's and when he's introduced as an adult. Did he have a kindred spirits sort of thing with Matt because neither one of them was the best! (even tho mello cared a lot more about it than matt did)? I just want to pick your brain so bad 🥺

─ ★ headcanons ... tw: religious trauma, implied accidental overdose + more.

♡ when he left wammy's he was lost and confused

♡ he practically had everyone telling him he was never going to be good enough and always going to be second to near

♡ he obviously didn't really have anything and often resorted to stealing

♡ sometimes food though most of the time substances

♡ i feel like he just really needed an anchor to lean on so he started praying

♡ at wammys they said a grace prayer before eating meals so he wasn't a stranger to praying

♡ he spent countless nights just screaming at "whatever god was there" trying to get an answer

♡ he prayed and prayed and sought help from any higher up

♡ it drained him so much that he started doing drugs and sometimes even drinking

♡ he was very adamant about not keeping in touch with anyone from wammy's excluding matt

♡ after one too many pills or too many bottles of beer mello was without a doubt calling matt

"it's 4 in the morning, mello." matt paused. "are you okay?" worry overtook his voice and mello could hear the rustling of blankets. "matt." mello hummed with ease, letting the boys name fall off his tongue. "mello." matt sighed. "what is it this time?" he inquired, knowing mello was probably sulking again. "i miss you." he slurred.

"how drunk are you?" matt was growing more concerned. mello expressing his feelings? unheard of. "i can't do this without you." matt could hear mello shuffle followed by the sound of things hitting the floor. "shit." mello bent down to pick up the scattered pills. "mello? what did you drop? pills? i thought you were drinking." matt was now wide awake. "i am." that was enough for matt to forget about his prolonged sleep and find mello as quick as he could.

♡ after that wherever mello went, matt went too including the mafia

♡ mello was very against the idea, obviously not wanting matt to get hurt, but theyre both stubborn assholes so

♡ matt kinda just let mello do his own thing

♡ you know, the usual, popping pills, fucking whoever and whenever, murdering anyone who got in the way

♡ when mello would get "cranky" as everyone would call it, matt would be there right next to him

"you don't have to stay." mello's leg was bouncing relentlessly. "last time i left you alone you fucking-" matt was angry, but not at mello, so he stopped mid sentence, thinking of his next words carefully. "i want to stay... for you." mello nodded. "i get it, you know. so, if you wanna talk 'bout anything, well, i'm all ears." matt didn't get it, but mello accepted his offer anyway.

♡ even though he never got clarity from any sort of god he can't bring himself to stop praying, even after joining the mafia

♡ he prayed day and night, for himself and for matt

♡ the thing that really got him though was when matt died

♡ he tried everything, bargained everything he could, begged for matt's life only to once again not be heard or answered

"mello, whadda doing, we gotta go." matt was getting impatient. "yeah, one sec." his fingers moved from one bead on the rosary to the next, mouthing words engraved into his brain. matt stared silently, watching mello pray. "is this really necessary? i mean you do this every time you have to-" "it's not for me." mello whispered before placing the rosary back around his neck.

─ ★ bonus ...

♡ he tried to get off the drugs and started eating chocolate in place of them

♡ it didn't work

♡ now he's addicted to drugs and chocolate

♡ one time one of the mafia guys punched matt and mello was furious

♡ he tore the whole place apart, screaming, throwing things, and threatening to kill the guy

♡ matt just kinda followed him around aimlessly trying to calm him down

♡ he ended up killing the guy

♡ he tried to find his parents at one point after drinking too much

♡ ran databases and pulled up birth certificates and everything

♡ he cried himself to sleep when he couldn't find anything

i love you /p 😭

[selamat-linting]

dream journal : my dad marries someone new. she has her own house. i thought i can get to stay with her since i like to clean and can be quiet, but my siblings came and i decided i'd rather stick with them and left. i did end up as my step-mom's only kid that she could have a parent-child relationship with, the rest was unbearable to her, so it was awkward.

so, i moved back to my childhood home. again, that house might have been demolished for ten years but its still lives in mine. i woke up and i was late for work. and right when i thought i should just skip the entire day, a coworker came. she said i should accompany my brother, who is somehow an adult now, to this office.

i was waiting for him to finish his business in the hallway of that office, and got more and more impatient. i didnt hear any sound from the room, and the vague purpose of the building and this visit made me anxious. i look at a tv, and i saw a news about surgically modified singers and i thought oh fuck what if theyre turning my brother into a chipmunk boyband member?

i rush into the room and find it empty. i went outside, wandering the strange place, until i find a strange infirmary room. it was a dentist office but i was interviewed like im getting a job. my teeth felt loose when i was talking and the more and more i got agitated asking about where my brother is the more my teeth began to hurt. two of my molars popped out of my mind when i was in the middle of talking. i screamed.

it wasnt just my molars. one of my upper canines was also ripped off. my molars were stuck together by caries. all of them are dirty and rotting. i keep screaming for help, but all they give me is just a water bottle, they didnt even give me a bucket to spit blood on, so i went to the nearest sink, and look at the damage. turns out i have another tooth loose, right in front. it was also dirty and grey and close to falling off.

[vampyretaemin]

[rings bell] get ur unwanted bisexual analysis on press your number by taemin right here!

taemin is this rich kid in pursuit of something. scenes of affluence and wealth are juxtaposed next to scenes of crime and desperation. he is in search of something.

the blue rose is prevalent throughout. even in the scene where he is just wandering, he finds a blue rose.

blue roses arent real. theyre man made. they represent the impossible.

in the scene where he is partying with his friends, there is a blue rose present. it’s a party, there’s money flying through the air, alcohol on the table, his friends are having the time of their lives, yet taemin is solemn.

even after losing his friends, hes still searching for it. in a seemingly desperate last ditch effort, he exchanges a wad of cash for a briefcase. the briefcase is just full of blue roses. outraged, it starts the beginning of the end.

he is so desperate in his search for this impossible thing, he even stoops to kidnapping. he lays a blue rose next to the woman he has kidnapped, once again symbolizing that impossible thing he can’t have.

at the climax, the only woman in the music video, the woman he kidnapped, becomes himself. he holds himself at gun point. he lays tied up in the floor of his manor. he wakes up kidnapped in a trunk full of blue roses. he sits in the back of the car, mouth duct taped shut while another version of himself sits in the front.

it all comes crashing down around him. he wakes up in his wrecked car, a gun in his hands. he falls out of the trunk, blue roses scattered on the ground.

not only has he lost everyone and everything in this pursuit, he has lost himself.

lyrically, he sings about longing and lost love.

After waking up alone on a dark night Like a habit, I’m thinking of you and I’m feeling freaky I try calling you but there’s no answer I’m getting impatient so I’m going to you

I’m thinking of you, deeply embedded in me Then kiss your lips – Dangerously spreading My sharpened heart has made this The end of this long night is filled with you in the end 

ok these verses... phew! what a way to start a song. there’s multiple ways to read this. metaphorically, this other person is a part of him. they are a habit he cant break and a feeling he cant escape. they live inside of him and every time they kissed, were together, slept together, etc the feelings became stronger, more dangerous. at the end of the day, they are all he thinks about.

you can also read it more literally as in sex. “sharpened heart” could be read as in sharpened senses. more emotional and vulnerable; but it could also mean literally a faster heart rate. “deeply embedded” in him “at the end of this long night” as in literal climax. after a night of sex, basically, he is filled with his lover.

Your body temperature that I could feel with my fingers Your small hand that was always warm I’m holding onto the faded memories Even if you left now, it’s only for a moment That’s how I feel, let me listen again Whisper in my ear once again

My favorite place Your red lips have tightly shut Your kiss has left me In this long silence Useless monologues keep increasing I call and call but the answers are decreasing Where are you right now? Please come back to me          Your breath was sweeter than honey Your hair used to tickle me I’m holding onto the fleeting memories

once again these are all past feelings and events. he doesn’t believe this is over. it cant be over. it still feels so real and his feelings are still so strong. he still loves them and he wants them back. he doesnt believe they could truly leave him.

Do it fast do it slow, you control the tempo Feel it, listen to it, my heart I’ll match it with yours, press

he would let this person do anything, as long as it allowed them to get back together. he’s submissive to them, but also desperate. (what a bottom lol)

I always thought break ups were easy But why isn’t it easy with you? When did this become so deep?

this relationship was never meant to be as deep, to mean as much to either of them, but he got lost in it.

Oh girl, there’s something about you I hope, I hope, I hope ooh I want you again Say it, say it, say it All night, only your name I hope, I hope, I hope, Oh girl I hope your heart finds me All I need is you

he’s desperate as hell, basically. he longs for them, wants them, needs them. he needs his lover within him, physically and emotionally.

putting these things together, he’s obviously searching for a lost love he is willing to do anything to get back. he will buy anything, stoop to robbery and kidnapping, and lose himself along the way if it means getting what he desires.

there’s one woman in the music video. he kidnaps her as an attempt to replace his lost lover, but she isnt enough and can’t fulfill what he needs. her turning into him not only symbolizes that he has lost himself in his pursuit, but the implications of the only woman, one meant to symbolize and fulfill his desires, turning into a man implies that his lover may not have been a woman.

he is also running away from something in all of this. there is something about himself he is denying and hates while he is also so desperate to have his lover back. he literally holds himself hostage in multiple ways.

the implication that this love wasn’t supposed to be deep, the themes of danger throughout, and the self entrapment. this love was supposed to be just a passing fancy, yet is dangerous and worth everything to him.

the desperation he feels towards getting his lover back, almost as if they were separated for outside reasons. as a young adult from a wealthy family, there are things expected of you. certain manners, skills, and things you need to do. if he were to pursue a dangerous relationship that was only meant to be no more than a fling, falling in too deeply could have disastrous consequences when you have such a high place in society, especially if that relationship isn’t publicly acceptable.

this promotional poster shows two versions of himself. the one who was desperate and the one who was kidnapped. he is kissing himself that was once the woman meant to fill his desires.

the opening scene of the whole music video is literally the bi colors. the opening scene is after the climax, realizing that he has lost himself and the desperation he went to. everything is falling apart, all under the bi colors.

in the end, a cleaned up version of himself burns it all. he has grown and moved on. he is now destroying his feelings along with the evidence of his desperation. it could be that he has accepted it and accepted himself, or has moved on and buried it all in the past. considering he is burning the evidence, most likely its the latter.

and yeah. i think this music video is very bisexual. taemin only says girl that many times because otherwise everyone would think hes gay

[teetlesandnimjas]

It’s 4 in the morning. Want a monologue of me watching the TMNT 2014 Bay Movie? Of course you do. I hate this so much

I watch the god awful TMNT 2014 movie- a monologue. If you find this, I’m sorry.

Oh the intro’s wicked. It’s like 2d and shit and the detail

Oh wtf is that the character models??? Wait are we gonna see them or???

Who’s this bitch? Is that supposed to be April?

Oh fuck she’s played by Megan Fox. WHY WOULD YOU HAVE APRIL BE PLAYED BY MEGAN FOX???

Oh oh wow okay so there’s an Asian girl with multicolor hair and she’s evil. I love her, how could I not.

Will say- cinematography is good. I feel sorta immersed and shit. And it’s also like really interesting

Okay so she followed them to a subway... and got taken hostage by the Asian lady. Who’s the Asian lady again??? Who are you??? You’re hot that’s all I know

Okay how tf they gonna ninja this shit it’s completely illuminated?

“All aboard” Oh so these motherfuckers riding the train oh the lights went out oh that makes sense

Oh this is a cool shot. Almost makes up for MeGAN FUCKING FOX WHY???

Oh these motherfuckers are so loud- you can hear them from the street while they’re on a rooftop while also in fucking NEW YORK?? How???

Dumbasses

“He’s doing his Batman voice” “I only watched Batman once” heh funny Batman crossover reference because that was a thing

Y’all these motherfuckers terrifying wtf

“She’s looking at us like we’re freaks” bitch IM LOOKING AT YOU LIKE YOUR FREAKS WTF ARE THESE CHARACTER MODELS

Ew I hate it I HATE IT

THEY HAVE T E E T H??? AND N O S E S??? This is CGI you didn’t HAVE TO DO THIS WTF

Is this motion capture? This is motion capture isnt it? Well I guess that explain the... yknow this whole situation

God the adult jokes wtf is this rated

Idk what this is rated but I am uncomfortable wow

OOP OKAY ANOTHER COOL SHOT WOW

Oh so they snuck out

Shit man Splinter is ugly but got skills

“Uh- I forgot to sanitize my retainer” Your WHAT? Okay I wheezed not gonna lie. But only because my brain like immediately went “your WHAT?” Like that one meme of the blonde lady yeah that and it made me laugh idk

The fucks a oh shit okay

Pft okay who’s gonna say fuck first? Someone’s gonna say fuck. My bets on Mikey.

It’s PG-13, right? So they can say fuck at most once. So who’s gonna say it? It’s a Bay movie cmon who’s gonna say fuck.

My life would not be rated PG-13

They were her PETS AS A CHILD??? I’m very close to nope-ing the fuck outta here

Project Renaissance? Fuck off this is too detail I just wanna see people get punched. That’s all Bay movies are good at anyways

WHY IS THERE SO MUCH MEGAN FOX SHE APPEARS MORE IN THIS MOVIE THEN THE GOD DAMN NAME SAKE DO

Dumbass

They KIDNAPPED MEGAN FOX

Cool boom box wall. Motherfuckers have a boom box wall. Like it’s a wall... entirely made out of boom boxes. It’s cool but W H Y who would have the time to MAKE THIS??? DID THEY STEAL ALL OF THIS??

UUUUUGH more flash backs this is bullshit STOP TRYING TO MAKE THE GOVERNMENT INVOLVED

lol drugs

RAT MAN

Oh my god this backstory

SPLINTER IS SO UNIMPORTANT IN THIS BULLSHIT LIKE HE’S NOT EVEN A TRAINED NINJA??? FUCK OFF. He’s so ugly tho holy shit

OOOOOH finally more fighting

Shredder looks wicked oh my god

WOW OH MY GOD I LOVE SHREDDER BUT THIS BACKSTORY

Bullshit

Oh they blew shit up nice

God the product placement

Oh my god this is bullshit

This bitch again fuck I don’t even know his name

Impatient bitch

Oh NOW WE’RE BRINGING IN THE MUTAGEN. TOOK A W H I L E

bitch

Oh you’re ugly I hope you die you old greedy man

Okay boomer

Classic “Villain gives away their whole scheme” LILE dude I spaced out what??

Fancy mansion oooooooh

HE NUST BROKE THROUGU THE VAN

S H R E D D E R OH FUCK

dumb bitches

Lol adrenaline drugs

Wow dumb bitches

THEYRE B U L L E T P R O O F???

Heeeeey got Asian girl is back

Again with the cinematography that’s too good to be in this train wreck dumpster fire of a movie wtf why is this

B A Z O O K A ????

OKAY NO MORE BAZOOKA WHY???

More cool shots wow

Ass shot of Megan Fox. Because.

THESE FUCKERS CAUSED AN A V A L AN CHE

You guys are so fucking stupid but I’ll be damned if this isn’t a cool scene wow

Okay that’s pretty cool he just flipped a car through the air fuck yeah you go my boy

Fuck did I really just say my boy about this shit no stop fucking hell iM NOT GETTING ATTACHED STOP

This bitch just stuck her whole body out a window in the middle of a chase scene WITH AN AVALANCHE WTF MEGAN

I’m not calling her April, this is not April. This is a husk, a shell devoid of personality other than being moderately attractive and plain. Her entire character is based around reacting to shit.

Oh god no wonder the people who like this are horny teen girls tHATS WHY THEY HIRED MEGAN FOX OH MY GOD BECAUSE ITS OH MY GOD I GET IT ITS LIKE WHAT THEY DO FOR THOSE ANIMES WITH THE GUYS BEING COMPLETELY BASIC SO THE VEIWER CAN PUT THEMSELVES ON THE CHARACTER OHHHHHH yeah that’s bullshit

Drop off??? Shit man

OH HE FUCKING DIED

OH HES NOT FUCKING DEAD OKAY

I don’t care about the other fuckers

Haahahshshshshwb big hands tiny keyboard

AgAIN WITH THE CINEMATOGRAPHY WTF ITS SO GOOD

y’all need a nap stfu

Oh fuck they’re gonna poison New York.

OH HE MURDERED THE F A T H E R

OH AGAIN WITH THE CINEMATOGRAPHY AJSJSJSJSSJSJ ITS SO GOOD

Wow

OKAY THE BO STAFF LIKE POPPED OUT OF THE SCREEN I WOW I JUST WOW OKAY THIS CINEMATOGRAPHY THIS IS SO GOOD but everything else is awful

Bullshit

S W O R D S? JUST SLICE THROUGH THE TOWER??? O K A Y???

Oh fuck y’all about to fall to your death. He’ll yeah. DiE MEGAN F O X

Oh that’s right we have emotions. Wow.

Bullshit.

B U L L. S H I T.

They should NOT HAVE SURVIVED THAT THAT WAS THOUSANDS OF FEET. YOU WOULDVE BEEN CRUSHED.

Cool van.

NSJSJSJSJAJ V I C T O R I A S E C R E T A D? WTF???

And that’s it. Wow. Awful outro. Imma go vomit now. It’s 4 AM OH MY GOD

[evening-blossoms]

Bodyguard Chadnico AU

This is the Second time I do this post bc Tumblr deleted the first one I hate this hellsite

This AU was based of this post

Anyways!!!!! Chaddick is the spoiled, arrogant, bratty Prince of Foxwood, and Nicholas is the grumpy, cranky, impatient bodyguard.

Nico Hates this job. He Hates having to deal with that Spoiled Brat every day.

Chad Hates his new bodyguard. Who cares if Dad says hes the best one and so is the most fit to protect a Heir????? He is so annoying and did Nobody tell him that Smiles are Physically Possible???? Or does he just have a problem in that handsome face that he isnt able to smile????

But both share one thing in common - THEYRE GAY AND SO, SO, OBLIVIOUS.

Prince Cedric is a Little Less Oblivious.

Cedric: JUST FACE IT CHADDICK YOU THINK YOUR BODYGUARD IS HOT

Chad: NO I DO NOT

So Cedric decides that if Theyre not gonna do it themselves, he should set the two up. All his attempts fail.

Nicholas kinda hates everything at this point. Except for his friend, Anadil. She doesnt take shit from anyone. She is good company. And Caleb too, but thats more because literally Any Adult That Comes In Contact With That Child Decides to Adopt Him.

No seriously. He is a Little Angel. Anyone that dislikes him is a Monster.

Nico voice// If anything happened to that kid, I'd kill everyone in this castle and then myself.

Mood, Nico. Mood

Nothing Happens to Caleb tho

Id never introduce such a cinnamon roll to then make him suffer ok

IM NOT SOMAN

Nico and Chad go on that "Spoiled Prince vs Guard Who Aint Having None Of That Shit" fashion until...

PIANO LESSONS!!!!!

Chad has to take them. But he Sucks. Seriously.

Nico feels like his ears are being Brutally Assaulted Every Single Time.

So one day he's had enough. And decides to Act Out the way hes feeling.

Chad scoffs. "As if you could do any better.",

"Watch me" Nico snaps. Then he sits down. And plays Wonderfully. Like, Scalping-Chad-Via-Piano Wonderful.

So that makes Chad loose his sleep a bit.

So he decides to Make Nico Teach Him.

And at first Nico is Very Angry abt this. But he does so anyways.

So Every Night they play. And at first Nico is a very grumpy and bossy teacher, but with time, things better. Maybe because Nico actually Likes playing for Chad, although hed never admit it. Perhaps it is because of the looks of admiration and awe he always gets. Probably that.

And also bc being Closer to Nico has made Chad change a bit too. Hes less Bratty and Arrogant. He's just becomig a kinder, better person in general.

And one night...

"Think I'll have a break" Chad says, and stands up, leaning on the piano tail. Nico sits down and starts playing.

And Chad just watches him play, the moon's silver light cast over him contrasting with the warm, yellow glow of the candles. It was nice to watch him play, even if it was only by the way his expression softens and the hint of a smile that plays on his lips whenever he is playing. He wonders what Nico's smiles actually are like. Probably not much of a bright smile. More of a serene smile.

And Chad only realizes the Gay has Hit him as Gently as a Train On Max Speed when he feels his cheeks going hot. Fuck. Is he blushing too???

And then Nico stands up,

And now theyre so close, oh God, Oh Fuck,

And Chad really wants to kiss him but he doesnt know how or when or-

Nicholas kisses him. It is nice, soft, gentle kiss.

It doesnt last long as Nico realizes what he's done.

Chad doesn't give him time to wonder if he's overstepped or not, because he grabs him by the waist and kisses him back.

And when they break away again, Nico is smiling. A genuine smile. It is the first time Chad has actually seen him smile.

And Chad was right. It is a serene smile. Not bright with teeth. Just a calm, a bit subtle, but still, a smile. Chad thinks it is lovely.

"Youre actually smiling." He says. Then he smirks. "Should I call a doctor?"

"Shut up"

"I can schedule you a therapist-"

"Oh, cut it out," Nico snaps, giving him a light punch on the shoulder. But he never stops smiling. Chad is Sure he's heard a giggle.

After a few days, Cedric finds abt that kiss. He decides he can finally die in peace.

And so Chad and Nico start dating. In Secret, but still Dating.

But one thing comes in their way. Chad ends up in an arranged marriage with Princess Beatrix of Jaunt Jolie.

However, Bea is a Lesbian, and is Dating Her bodyguard, Reena.

Seriously??? For Reatrix it was Love At First Sight. 3 days into the job theyre kissing. By the time the arranged marriage happens, they had already started planning to elope and get married in secret.

So Bea and Chad decided to work together to Sabotage The Wedding.

Sadly it doesnt work. One has never seen a couple looking so miserable during a wedding when the day comes.

HOWEVER! When the priest goes "does anyone object-"

Reena and Nico stand up at the same time and start talking over each other. When they realize What is going on they change to "oh no you-" "-oh please go on-" "-oh after you-"

After some minutes of that Reena talks first. And she doesnt have the time to Finish her Passionate Declaration because Bea is already rushing from the altar to jump into her arms.

Nico is more direct. He Marches into the altar and kisses Chad Right There.

This causes enough upheaval for the Wedding to be Called Off.

But yknow what??? Bea is Already in a Wedding Dress so she decides to marry Reena right there. It is a Beautiful wedding. Chad is Absolutely Sobbing.

A few weeks later he and Nico get married. It is also a great wedding. Cedric is Chads best man. He is crying like a child at the wedding. And so is Chad. By the time he can say "I do" he's sobbing.

Aaaand thats it for the Main plot!!!!! Here are some cameos that should make it to the fic if I write it:

Tagatha has a cameo!!!! Tedros is the Also Spoiled Bratty Prince, hes Heir to the Throne Of Camelot. And similar to Chaddick, he also is in a predicament of being-attracted-to-his-bodyguard-that-he-also-hates: Agatha. First appearance is Teddy paying Chad a visit and them bitching abt the bodyguard ordeal to each other lmao. Tho one week after Reatrixs wedding Tedros comes to a visit again. And Chad catches them kissing behind a pillar.

Hestadil!!!! Ani is a guard and Nicos friend. Hester is Ani's girlfriend, and although she doesnt work at the castle, she pays Ani a visit sometimes. Shes a hunter. Also Dot is their roommate, and she sells chocolate (thought itd be a nice tie to her special talent in canon sjsjdj)

And Nicphie!!!!! Sophie is Princess of Gavaldon, she makes a cameo during the wedding along with her girlfriend Nicola.

Yara is a guard at Foxwood, and Kiko is a maid And her girlfriend. (My dumbass only thought of that 14 hours after posting this so I had to edit to make the change 😔)

So yeah thats pretty much it lmao skdkdkfm

I originally wanted to make it into a Comic but Idk if I have the skill to do so??? So I think I'll only write it But I Might end up making some short comics based on it idk

[skzchuu-blog]

minsung ↬ the parents

word count: 1376 words

point of view: third person

genre: angst, romance, slight fluff

group: stray kids (skz)

member: lee minho, han jisung

pairing: lee minho x han jisung (minsung)

storyline: in which lee minho and han jisung try to convince their parents to let them date.

warnings: homophobic mentions/applications

a/n: okay first of all, I don't know their parents and im sure theyre wonderful people.

Happy birthday Minho, thank you so much for existing~

"Minho~, are you ready yet?" Jisung asks knocking on the door to the boys bedroom.

"No, not yet!" Minho yells back from the other side of the door, mentally cursing his boyfriend for being so impatient but he knew Jisung couldn't help but complain, he got bored easily.

"It's been 10 minutes already~." He drags out his words, admitting to his annoyance. Minho sighs, Jisung is right. Minho simply didn't want to see his parents again, not in the slightest. In fact, Minho had been stalling himself, telling himself that “His hair didn't look perfect enough,” or “He didn’t look proper enough to have his parents see him like this,” that he hadn't even realized how much time had passed. He hadn't done anything special to his appearance in the first place, he looked the same, going over the same old parts of his hair, and putting the same shirts back on. He had been playing a game with himself ever since he planned having a meal with his parents and Jisung. His boyfriend had thought of the brilliantt  idea of having dinner at his parents house to show them how perfect the two of them are together. He dropped the brush and the hair spray from his shaky hands, walking out his bedroom, greeted by his impatient boyfriend, who pulled him to the car without any words exchanged. Minho entered in the driver's seat while Jisung sat on the driver's seat next to him. 

The problem is Minho’s parents have never been the most cultured people in the world. He made Jisung completely aware of this a year ago when they had started secretly dating. He was more fortunate than others, his parents were not belittling, but they were not accepting either. They made racist and homophobic jokes on occasion and made Minho feel terrible about himself and his sexuality. Jisung didn't know this of course, otherwise Jisung would have never asked Minho to do this.

When Minho asked Jisung out he didn't even think about the situation he was in, he was so excited to be with him that he found himself jumping at the idea, delighted to be able to call Jisung his. Minho still has yet to tell his parents, it would be announced to them for the first time tonight. Bloody hell., was he scared.

His palms were sweating and his knees were weak. He felt like nothing would be the same if he told Jisung, or if he didn't tell him and he found out about his situation tonight but still he didn't say anything. He simply kept his lips pursed and told himself everything would be okay. They had worked too hard to stay together and he hoped after this, they would only work harder, or maybe even stay the same. He hoped nothing would go to waste. Minho would never want that to happen. He wanted to be happy, He wanted Jisung to happy, she wanted them to be happy.

When Minho met his  family they had treated him so wonderfully. He had felt like one of their very own children. They had told him funny stories, fed him all the food in the house, and even gave him flowers and chocolates to take back home. He was so ashamed that he had to doubt his parents would do the same for Jisung. He had no idea whether or not Jisung’s experience would be anything like his.

As they grew closer to his parents house Minho could feel himself going frozen cold, tears starting to well up in the corners of his eyes. Quickly, he soaked them up with his hands. Jisung had been looking though, there was no hiding it now. “You’re scared now, aren't you?’ Jisung says, his eyes looking sincere. Minho didn't dare look over at him though, he kept his eyes on the road, knowing if he looked at his boyfriends beautiful face he would break down. Still, he nodded. “Don't be scared, MinMin. I can handle it even if they hate my guts.” He smiles brightly, slipping his hands into Minho’s hand that laid on the hand rest. “We’ll be together forever.”

Minho could feel a smile creeping at the corners of his mouth, thankful to have such an amazing man in his life, even if he was still hesitant. Minho pulled into the driveway, finally having the courage to look over at Jisung. Now, he didn't feel like he needed to worry, he felt that he needed to be confident. Simply from the sound of Jisung’s voice and the feeling of his hands in his.

Minho pulled the brake, turning off the car. The two allowed themselves to get out the car by letting go of each others hands. They practically ran back towards each other, latching their hands again. They walked up the driveway, knocking on the front door. Almost immediately the door opened.

“Minho!” His mom cheers excitedly. She seemed happy to see her son after so long. Minho smiled, greeting his mom back happily. He could feel Jisung pulling his hand away but Minho only held it tighter. His hand was the only thing keeping him calm in that moment. His mother let them in and they entered proudly, making eye contact with each other for almost a second, before looking away shyly. His parents looked at each other curiously at the new aura that had entered their home, undoubtedly noticing their son holding hands tightly with another boy.

They seemed to ignore it, Minho’s father ushering them into the dining room to sit down. The two love birds sat next to each other, his father sitting across from him, whilst his mother walked into the kitchen.

Quickly, his father started to make small talk. Conversating about the recent football game, the weather, anything he could think of. Jisung had versed himself in both the mother’s and the father’s interested and even became interested in some of the things they liked. Such as cooking and sports so he easily blended in, even better than Minho.

Minho had really got himself a smooth talker.

Soon enough, his mother came in with the food, placing it on the table. “Dig in.” She tells everyone, allowing the three men to stuff their faces as she removed her apron.

“Ms.Lee, did you use extra flour in this flour?” Jisung asks. His mothers eyes widened at his observation skills.

“I did! How did you know? Does it stand out that much, is it bad?” She asks.

“No! No!” Jisung tells her. “Its great! You really have great taste in your food and wonderful cooking skills!” He smiles brightly making Minho’s mother smile as well. What a happy virus.

‘Wow, I'm impressed.” She says happily. His father shakes his head with a smile, happy to have a wife who cooks so well.

The meal went on and Jisung continued to impress the parents of his boyfriend before eventually the dinner table went silent. Finally, another topic was brought up, surprisingly, by Minho himself.

“Mom, Dad.” Minho says with a deep breath. He earned hums from each of the older adults stuffing their faces. “Can I tell you something important?”

His mom swallowed her food, feeling the seriousness of this situation. “Of course son.” His father nods, giving him an insuring look.

Minho looked down at his plate of food. “I don't have a girlfriend, I lied.” He tells them.

“What? Why did you lie? Tha-” He cut his father off before he could on.

“Its a boy. I'm dating Jisung.”

They looked at their son. What had he said? They looked between the two boys sitting across from them, both avoiding eye contact. They seemed hesitate to say anything. His mom nudged his dad to say something. “... Well … do you love each other?” The boys nodded. “Then I guess it's okay?” His dad says, questioning his own words. He had not believed what he was saying but Jisung was a good boy, and his son could never do wrong. They were trying and that's all that mattered to his father. His parents looked at each other spectacle, at least they were trying to understand. That's all they could want. Thank you for trying.

[notsafevorework]

hey! I’m a part of “the family”. I actually wasnt even aware that there had been a murder in my family until my mom and i were watching a true crime show and my dad came up behind us and said “oh wow, theyre talking about my aunt and uncle” 

i was a kid who grew up on true crime shows so i thought that was the coolest thing in the world and waited very impatiently till the next holiday when i saw my dads side of the family so i could ask them more about it since my dad didnt know much beyond names and “there was a murder”

i made a pretty big mistake that day. my family had no idea this had happened. they werent asked anything even though they were very weirdly involved in both sides of the trial as main witnesses and the worst part, the story the tv show told was grossly untrue and made the murder seem almost justified and made the murderer into a victim that was pushed too far when in reality the murder was  done for an insurance payout.

in the end most of the families arent asked because its usually public information. you cant trust the stories because in the end its for entertainment and you cant trust media to choose absolute truth over juicy details. also, as an adult now im not going to tell people what to do, but after seeing the effect this had on MY family I don't personally feel comfortable listening to people using some ones brutal murder for content. especially not in a joking way either. (im begging you to go back and listen to episode one of Morbid and imagine they were talking about YOUR family that way and i might be talking out of my ass but i also *believe* my favorite murder was asked by a victim to stop using her story and selling merch for it and they only stopped when it became a PR issue for them, but i cant find stuff on that rn 

tldr really is just to make sure that you are mindful of the true crime content you are consuming, make sure they arent turning tragedy into entertainment especially without permission and dont trust content that never uses interviews with people close to the victims/murderers. 

I am so SICK of the serial killer documovies or whatever.

They're turning real life tragedy into fiction just enough so they can dramatize and captialize on it.

Will any of the families of the victims see any money from this new Dahmer movie? Did they from the Bundy one?

They DEFINITELY didn't when they turned Pain and Gain into a fucking COMEDY. A laughingstock of their victims lives. Absolutely disgusting

[glopratchet]

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at every waking moment Its value can never be maximized enough Slacking is bad for you and makes people suspicious, distracting, and inefficient Your superpower could very well one day disappear if you wait too long and sapping it for granted now would be the biggest mistake of your life Time can not be saved: it can only be spent Wasted even , his power of absoption awaits you--its recipient The toys stage direction pops up again arrestingly handsome with a youthful appearance, 22, wears a perfectly fitted gray woolen suit Sprawling in your chair you click on each link proffered to delve further into the matter The internet is vast and holds information for any curious adventure--just waiting to be uncovered Being immensely busy has its advantages, like not having very much idle time When work consumes a good portion of your life, you tend to neglect other areas that don't directly involve said work You haven't drank quite as much since your habits were healthier before and didn't really feel the need to do so all that much anyway However, there is something inherently interesting about alcohol--especially to a certain extent and across oceans of vast uncertainty--drifting slowly Digital displays indicating altitude and airspeed flickered and strobed through the windows so quickly that when looked at directly gave the viewer a sense of vertigo--a temporal whiplash if you will A roller coaster flying through the cosmos it doesn't get much more exhilarating than that and spit out highly radioactive material and coolant all in excess, rarely a moment was had where the power reserves weren't full to the brink The design was made incredibly efficient with intelligent components that made it flexible in flight It wold be able to fly around the world many times without refueling if it weren't for the fact that it sailed through the skies instead of above the ground on wheels or rails Wasting money on vehicles was something you didn't do very often, in fact its first use for a vehicle like this would be for short or distant transport of package and cargo Your fleet employees are all very capable of flying these packages to their designated areas without your direct involvement The company of a vehicle such as this was meant to lounge in while the package convoy multi-tasked around you laying dormant at 300 meters, airship at 150, delivery craft at 550 meters While all of the gas-cells needed for the airship and other types of energy were certainly nothing new to the construction of airships, your main expertise was focused in fusion and anti-matter cells for the primary propulsion drive Of course some of these smaller airships ran on more exotic fuel methods such as cryotechnology, even antimatter lookout platform at 200 meters, forward stabilizers at 50 meters These were all facts that agitated you to overwhelming heights and stimulated your mind all the while Only stopping yourself from running on hours at a time production of new ideas and concepts to improve upon the airship's capabilities and efficiency What a beautiful machine it was, just utterly gorgeous rear mast at 200 meters, antannae at 100 From afar, laying on the newly installed bench-seats from below, you could look up from your elevated viewpoint and see nothing but pure blue skies The vehicle was wide and long, your office quarters encompassed the back 2/5's of the airship and the cockpit took up the forward 3/5's leaving just enough room for a common cabient should you ever need to confine guests for whatever reason long-range antenna at 500 meters, long-range radar at 300 Truly it was an accomplishment for the ages This airship was a just perfect as it could get in your opinion and you started to walk back inside when your eyes casted their view downward to the earth far, far bellow, but instead of the usual creeping terror that consumed you during your first moments aboard, tranquility took its place Peacefulness Serene observation windows at 50 meters Conscious thought leaves you as you take in a deep breath, exhaling slowly as your fears and anxieties subside from their perch in your chest Pride swells within you as you exit the control station inside and ascend up a ladder to your hammock bed located at the rear of your office quarters here at the back of the airship Its just another peaceful evening Dear Diary antennae at 400 meters, long-range radio at 150 Product Name: ZP-29 Atmospheric Processor Promotional video linked on homepage meals and restrooms at 1,000 meters Best of luck to you at Venus Hill The earth its just so bleh Your brother recommended this highly? He who burned everything he touched? I must say the teachers always liked his outdoorsy attitude But does my lazy slob of a younger sibling truly have what it takes to work here? We'll see I suppose view of otherwise "empty" surroundings A trio of flying lizard scouts fly by from high above reports their findings to the Airship, controlling the Atmos-Link machines as it takes in air from zone 1-12 A simple touch of a color-changing button displays the range information needed to be extracted and processed The plants, the lifeforms, temperature, humidity everything Although highly effective, the former T G S units were a bit more interesting A popup alerts near the edges of your screen Send reply to Ragnor: "Hey, stop lounging around and get up here! We got us a ton of work to do and you're sitting around swilling booze like some swine -W " Sent city lights and streetlights life The forests had its own beauty, but the awakened beast within you drives you to want more than what the forests could provide You've wiped the tribal par and village Êlves from the map Now that your reputation is well established, it's unlikely anyone will dare attack you now So now, larger settlements were your trophies of conquest and who was to stop you? Arquest doubts you even have any weapons of "mass destruction" searching threads on Gibraltarpedia Tritorian Empire: The Fatherland The bright lights of an ancient city An entire enclave aimed to bring forth a new industrial revolution under the eyes of the Emperor, Arquest I Indeed, his last name was borrowed from the great Leader of his people and eventual God-Emperor that started this great nation (debated greatly) during the revitalization period after the Robot War laid waste to (nearly) the entire world resumes previous train of thought You touch the unlock pad next to your apartment door Working both ways, a quick scan confirms you'r not bleeding or otherwise injured as it alters colors before you can even turn the knob Even in this part he sector, gangers and Slabaugh Dwellings were close enough that if you ever found yourself in danger from loitering, you could easily run and get home in time answers another private message Slammer: "Alright listen up Ragnor We got some people where we work that say they need extra security measures installed just in case some weirdoes start making trouble there You and I both know that it's probably going to be some ED/GC spies or even those new age turds, but the job pays well " Signed, The Big Fellow mutes another obnoxious advert

[kissmymongoose]

Heres the thing. As a teen, i did a LOT of cringeworthy shit. I was hateful. I would have voted for Trump 15 years ago. I was ignorant and blind. A lot of these kids are too, and that does NOT excuse their behaviour. Just because thats how kids are doesnt mean they shouldn't be educating themselves and trying to grow. In middle school, i was homophobic, in highschool i discovered i was bisexual. That is a big drastic difference in views and of the self. After being taught intolerence and negativity, i had to learn how to be understanding.

And its all really a problem of ones environment. As i learned just how vast the field of information was beyond the wall of ignorance I had been subjected to, I decided i didnt want to be ignorant anymore. I decided to learn and grow and change my views. And these kids are still deciding that. Are they gonna turn out to be shitty adults? Are they gonna realise they're being hateful and decide to be better people? No one knows. BUT kids should not be shamed- they should be educated. Being treated as ignorant even though i was trying to grow and find myself made my growth a lot harder. And a lot more confusing. But in the end we all have our own battles.

A lot of these kids ARE NOT open to be educated. Hooefully one day they will. Dont hate kids for being ignorant or holding different views. Dont hate the whiney kids who feel entitled, try to share your understanding with them. It is up to them to grow from it or to ignore it. And at the end of the day, there is a lovely little block button that can magically fix your problem. You dont have to make a kids life harder because you felt the need to be right. A lot of these kids arent gonna get it at first. But after a lot of shared knowledge, they can choose for themselves. Hell, a lot of these kids are only now starting to question their authoritative figures and wont find the answers they seek for quite a few more years.

Dont hate them. Dont let your impatience hinder you. Try to show understanding as you deal with those learning to form their own opinions. If you cant have a civil interaction, block them or remove yourself from the situation, because WE are the adults here. We can make a difference.

But with all of that being said, take no shit! Be helpful but only as long as its not hurting you to deal with their ignorance. And like OP, if you DONT have the time or energy for that shit, judt block them. Those kids are NOT entitled to your energy or your metal health. If theyre trying to blackmail you or lie, block them and if you wanna make a post explaining your actions, theirs, and frustrations, you can do that too. Hell, go on facebook, find their momma, and politely tell on their little hateful asses! I do understand that where there is a lot of ingnorance on a subject (ex:gender, race, etc), reaching out to parents may not be the best idea, but the point here is protect yourself, enlighten if you wish, and try not to do harm. If i had adults to call me out for my harmful thinking, rather than them being critical and acting as though i couldnt grow- i could have found understanding a lot sooner.

Dont let them harm you. But dont go out trying to harm others. Oh. And Just report them over and over till tumble gets tired of hearing from you, block, and maybe raise awareness that said user is pretty stuck on the notion that you disagree with. State your understanding if you cant understand theirs. Let people know what you stand for if it makes you feel better. I know it does for me.

There is a Certain Type of tumblr user that is getting on my nerves, and it’s that Specific Kind of older teenager (like, 16-17) that has figured out how to weaponize the fact that they’re a minor.

“You can tell me I’m being bigoted, I’m a minor uwu!”

“If you tell people that I’m a t/e/r/f or an excl/usionist, you’re just targeting a minor for harassment and I’ll tell the whole website you’re a bully!”

I put up with you little shits when I was your age and you have somehow found a way to plague me as an adult, too.

Baby Bigots are a special kind of headache.