#her past AND her future. idk man. i just dont know

[slutsareteacherstoo]

I Hope Part 3 - Terry Richmond x Black OC

Black Fem! OC - Savannah (dark skinned, curvy, and disabled) x Terry Richmond (Gentle!Terry, Sweet!Terry, Nervous!Terry)

(I gotta get better at these tags, suggestions welcome!)

Summary: Terry finds himself a change of scenery to after the events of Rebel Ridge

Warnings/Things of Note: I made him cry 😭🤣 (idk i just feel like that’s important; THE MAN IS GRIEVING!!!)

Word count: 3K+ (3,093)

Author’s Note: Thank you for your patience. After I made my last post I was like lemme try and polish it, but then I added more and then i fell asleep. Been fighting sleep tryna finish this part. I dont like how this part ends because it doesn’t have all the descriptions I wanted but it’s part 3 complete and onto part 3. im also trying to not let myself not sharing anything because Imma be holding on it to it for who knows how long cuz life is beating my butt😵‍💫

So canonically, Terry was born in 1992. And they wrapped up filming in July 2022. A lot of folks have been using 30 for Terry’s age since thats how old Aaron is. And so i was like okay cuz in my mind this takes place a few months after Rebel Ridge and so i used the time period to my advantage and make it an important part of the story

So we are throwing it back a bit in time to start at the beginning of their story. I was rereading it like oh shit damn i did do something frfr but we gotta go chronologic for this to work.

It’s kinda proofread but i be missing words when i type (also its 2:30 in the morning so idk its probably mistakes in there) Comments and critiques are welcome 🤗

don’t do too much tho🌚 cuz apparently yall think you can talk to people anyhow on this internet.

Anyways. Enjoy. ☺️

Fall 2022

Terry was making his way to the library. He needed a place to charge his phone and to think before heading to his final destination to meet her. Sun shining, skin glistening with sweat and pedaling hard to the tune of metal, he focused on where he was going. And what his next steps would be.

He wanted something different. Something better. He was trying to be better. Someone new. He’d been out of the military for almost 5 years now. And for the past 2, he’d been trying to shed that skin. To cut those ties and be someone new. A man and not a machine.

It’s why he found himself not at home but more than 2000 miles away from it. Away from what happened some months ago. The grief he was holding was too much. The very much preventable death of his favorite cousin. The future he envisioned for the both of them and what was to come instead. The loss of camaraderie and brotherhood of his fellow Marines while also knowing he needed to get out while he still could.

With his desired destination now in full view, he eased his pace a bit, preparing to slow down and eventually stop. The music in his ears was coming to a crescendo when he finally got off of his bike. He pulled his blue backpack for the lock and began the short walk to the bike locker. He hoisted it upward to fit in the rack with the other bikes.

After closing the locker, he decided to take a swig of water while looking at the landscape before him. Body turned to face the direction he’d previously came from. He was taking in the urban landscape, a concrete jungle lined with palm trees. A different view from the country back home. After taking the moment to center himself, Terry decided to enter the library.

He was making his way through the sliding doors, being met with the building’s cool air immediately. And when the song he was listening to faded, a different melody came through but it wasn’t from his phone. It was someone speaking. A smooth and gentle voice that resonated with Terry strongly. The person was saying something about frozen food. He took his buds out, ear by ear, to see where the voice was coming from. Hearing it in fullness and clarity, the feeling of resonance grew inside of him. Almost like recognition.

“So when we’re shopping for food, it can seem difficult to try and eat healthier. The fresh fruits and veggies seem to be more expensive than other items. So it makes sense that we want to go for what’s cheaper. Especially if we have mouths to feed,” said the voice.

A chorus of agreement in yeses, yups, and mhmms came from the direction of the voice.

“That’s why I like to get some of mine from the freezer.”

The chorus sounded again in wonder, confusion and intrigue. Terry’s interest was piqued too. Since he was going to start figuring out all this for himself again, he might as well listen. He finally looked and faced his body in the group’s direction, standing straight with hands crossed in front of him at attention. And she had it. The group’s conductor captivated him immediately. He didn’t know why but it felt important.

Her hair was in low puff and covered by a magenta bandanna. Translucent lavender glasses were the gateway to deep, dark brown cat eyes, lined in black. Terry couldn’t help but be drawn in by their allure. Thin, gold oversized hoops framed her face and gave warmth to her deep brown skin. The rest of it was covered by a white mask with light blue straps.

That actually gave him pause. Was he supposed to be wearing one? Maybe he missed a sign, distracted by the captivating conductor. Performing a quick scan, he hadn’t seen one, nor many other patrons wearing them as well. He’d spotted maybe 4 or 5 people outside the seated group and conductor. Some wore thin, black and light blue ones. Others wore more sturdy-looking ones? People had them in different colors—white, black, pink green. Maybe he could ask someone for one or why they were still wearing them.

Terry was dedicated to listening. He really was. She was talking to these folks about trying to eat good while stretching a dollar. Especially because he was gonna be staying in this expensive ass place for a minute. He was taking in all the details. Including the woman’s orange crochet cardigan and the white ribbed shirt stretched over her large chest. The white shirt was tucked into black yoga pants, waistband showcasing her soft, round belly. At a certain point, she’d put her hand on her hip; the orange cardigan behind her elbow now showing her wide set hips and full thighs that clung to the fabric. The rest of the material flared out at her knees over white light brown running shoes.

Terry heard something about freezing cooked rice. Something something starch profile. But it was the woman’s that had him at attention. He couldn’t see behind her but…he was NOT supposed to be checking out this random stranger in a random place. Being captivated by a masked maiden or whatever, this was neither the time nor place but damn she was everything.

Terry had thought these thoughts were all in his head, until the library worker behind him cleared their throat loudly for the audience of the one and only Terry Richmond. He was blushing with embarrassment and mortification, turning to meet the worker behind him. He smiled nervously and hoped the apology in his eyes came through. So much for trying to better man.

“I’m sorry about that. Is there a place I can charge my phone,” he asked while adjusting his backpack.

The worker pointed in the opposite direction of Savannah and her group. “You can go over there.” The worker was wearing a thin, black mask so he couldn’t see the bottom half of their face. But the expression in their eyes made it clear that he could actually go to hell, needed to keep it pushing and do so expeditiously. “Thank you,” Terry peered down at the worker’s badge to see their name, “Casey,” and made his way to get some juice for his phone.

Terry found an empty spot at a desk, back towards the wall and face towards the rest of the library. He could see the place with a much wider vantage point, but the conductor from earlier now out of his range. He ought to feel ashamed of himself and he did. Terry shook his head and sighed. He took a few calming breaths. In and out. In and out. Feeling a bit more comfortable, he pulls out his phone and charger, plugging it into the wall. He unlocks his phone to look at the address saved in his phone for the hundredth time. As if he hadn’t memorized it by heart. One of his safe spaces. Being with her. Figuring out what he’s going to say to her and how everything will work when he sees her again for the first time since the funeral.

He plugs in the library’s address to calculate the distance between the two of them. It was only 37 minutes. Not too bad surprisingly. Although, that might change whenever his phone got to 100 percent. His auntie had told him to be wary about the traffic. That he should overestimate at least 30 minutes to 1 hour for wherever he wanted to go, because you never knew how far you’d be set back and you never wanted to tempt fate.

He couldn’t wait to see her again. It’d only been 3 months since Mike’s funeral. A couple more since the life altering events of Shelby Springs.

— - - -

The navigation on his phone alerted Terry that his auntie’s house was coming up soon on the right. He decided to stop the bike and walk with it to the front door. The closer he got to the familiar grey house, the more he

felt the dam of emotions begin give. He walked the bike up the driveway and set it between the garage door and the big truck. Stopping in front of the red door, he drew in a few deep breaths. He was trying to steady his nerves. Terry didn’t want to break down in front of the woman’s steps. At least not in public, he didn’t want to embarrass the woman. When felt ready enough, he rapped 4 times into the hollow of the white door.

Terry heard movement from the other side, and then the clicking of locks. The door opened to reveal a woman with golden brown skin and salt-and-pepper curls. She was wearing a green blouse with wide-legged white pants and brown strappy sandals. Her eye color matched Terry’s green-blue-grey. There was no mistaking that he and Taylor Richmond were cut from the same cloth. Upon seeing her, he hugged Taylor immediately. Terry was lost in the feeling of her, the smell of her—a signature brown sugar and cinnamon. It reminded him that this was a safe space. That he could be himself here—no questions, no judgement; no putting him on a pedestal, calling him a hero; no pity and no blame from others who weren’t there.

Her nephew didn’t even let her get a word out. Taylor only let out a yelp of surprise before embracing her nephew back and chuckling. His hold on her was tight. Good lord, this boy, she thought. When she heard the sob that ripped through Terry though…oh Lord, this boy. She pulled back slightly to get a look at him. His eyes were a sea of sorrow and ache. Even in this vulnerable state, she sensed relief in him letting it out. His frame was still slightly bowed from embracing hers. She held his face in her hands.

“Well, hello to you too. If you missed me that bad, you should’ve told me to pick you up at the airport,” she said with a raised brow and wiped his tears with her thumbs. That made Terry chuckle.

“Hi, Auntie,” he said, “And I’m sorry. I didn’t want to put you out.”

“Terry, you’re literally staying in my house for God knows how long. And you’re my nephew. I’m not braving that traffic to the airport for just anybody,” Taylor said with a furrowed brow.

Terry turned his head from his auntie so he’d have space to roll his eyes, mostly at himself. Taylor caught him though. She lightly tapped him in the center of his chest with the back of her freshly manicured hands, bangles ringing in unison.

“Now, you stop all that and get in here,” Taylor said in a mocking tone.

“Yes, ma’am,” Terry obliged with a few nods, wiping at his eyes again for good measure and tugged on his backpack straps.

He followed his aunt and crossed the threshold of her home, making sure to remove his shoes before he ventured further and placed his backpack down. Taylor was making her way to the kitchen, where he guessed she was earlier before announcing his arrival. Terry took a moment to admire some of the living room. It had a grey sectional with a maroon throw blanket draped across its back. The walls were decorated with photos of his family over the years, his auntie and uncle in different places around the world, a photo of him and Mike as kids playing in the front yard caught his eye. He walked toward the picture and reached up for it. He ghosted his hand over the frame and glass and stared at it in awe and remembrance. Terry felt his aunt’s gaze on him before she spoke.

“I remember that summer clear as day. You two were a menace with those water balloons,” Taylor said, the sounds of wooden spatula hitting the edge of a pot rang through the space.

Terry looked over his shoulder at his aunt, a look of disbelief with a hint of mischief behind it.

“I wouldn’t really say menace,” he said, trailing off a bit.

“Please, the neighbors gave me and your uncle hell over it,” Taylor exclaimed, pointing the spatula at Terry through the view space of the breakfast bar and upper cabinets, “especially because you got a lot of the other kids involved in that scheme. An entire summer, you two planned that out,” Taylor said shaking her head, while returning some spices to the cabinet.

“Well, you told us to make friends and that’s exactly what we did!” Terry said with a laugh, quickly turning back to the wall to return the frame. The laugh left a smile that brought wrinkles to the edges of his eyes. Taylor was happy to see it. It was a genuine one. And she missed seeing it on her nephew’s face.

Taylor playfully rolled her eyes and gestured for Terry to sit counter.

“Come over here and wash up. I know you’re hungry.”

Terry bounced over to his aunt, joining her in the kitchen and washing his hands. He reached up and across for plates and utensils from muscle memory. Terry waited for his aunt to make her plate to then make his own (she wouldn’t let him when he offered). He opened the fridge for 2 bottles of water, and balanced them with his plate and their utensils. He then went to join her at the dining table.

After a quick prayer over the food, the two dug in. Terry groaned in satisfaction and appreciation. He missed good food like this. He could cook himself, but a big part that made the food good was that his Auntie Taylor put her heart and soul into the food she made; and did every time but he felt and knew she made this specifically for him.

“Thank you, Auntie. For the food and letting me stay here with you for a while,” Terry said graciously.

“Of course, baby. It’s nothing at all. It’ll be nice to have another person ‘round here,” Taylor said with her fork in hand, using it to emphasize the space they were in. “And besides, I’m not gonna be the only one in that kitchen. All them years working with Mr. Liu and Ken, I know you got some good meals in that brain of yours. And you’ll also be buying groceries. Lord knows the last time you were here, you almost ate us out of house and home.”

“Okay. So, rent and groceries. I can do that,” Terry agreed.

“No, I don’t need your money for rent. You keep that.” Taylor said firmly

Terry stared his aunt down, but Taylor Elise Richmond was better. So Terry stood down.

“Yes, ma’am.” he said lowly, scratching the back of his neck. He hadn’t said it under his breath, only accepting his aunt at her word. She was a reasonable woman but a staredown with her would always be a losing battle, a lesson he’d learned spending many summers here in her home.

“Now, you’ll stay in the backhouse. I put fresh sheets and towels down for you,” Taylor began. “You can enter it through the gate by the driveway. It’s got everything over there, except washer and dryer.” She stood from the table and grabbed a set of keys from the counter. “These are yours. Please do not lose them.” Terry nodded at her.

“Hmm…let’s see what else am I forgetting?” Taylor said tapping her pointing index finger against her chin. “I can’t think of anything else right,” Taylor added as she turned head to the kitchen clock.

“Oh shoot,” Taylor exclaimed. “I gotta go drop a plate of food to my neighbor.”

“Here, let me do it. I’ll clear the table and make the plate,” Terry offered after getting out of his chair and began do what he said. “I know you did a lot, preparing everything for me when I got here. So I got it.”

Taylor sighed at herself mostly. Her nephew was a persistent and she was a bit tired.

“Okay,” she relented, leaning against the counter with her hands up in mock surrender. Taylor watched as Terry put the leftover food in a plastic Tupperware container. He removed the pots and pants from the stove and placed them in the sink to soak.

Terry rounded the corner to meet his aunt at the counter. He picked the keys up.

“So, which way am I going?” he asked her.

“Just right across. It’ll be the house with the red flower decorations,” Taylor responded.

“Thank you,”

“No, thank you.”

Terry headed to the front door with the food in hand. He set it down quickly on the entry table to put on his shoes.

“Oh, one more thing,” Taylor went to meet him up front. She reached for the first drawer of the plastic chest nestled under the table and pulled. Returning to a neutral position, she placed a black face mask on the lid.

Terry glanced down at the item.

“They sick over there or something?”

“No. Well, something like that. It’s just better for her, when we go over there.”

Terry nodded and put the mask on. Taylor unlocked the door for him and gestured to his delivery destination across the street.

“I’ll be back real soon,” Terry said, kissing his aunt on the cheek.

Now on the sidewalk, he checked both sides of the street for traffic before cutting across. He spotted the house with the red flower directions and knocked on the door 3 times. He heard a voice call out, “Coming!”. Terry was tapping his thumbs on the top of the container when he realized he forgot the poor neighbor’s name. His aunt had told him but it slipped from his short-term memory. When the lock clicked, he resolved he’d ask the nice, older lady.

The door opened and he went to introduce himself but he was stopped in his tracks.

“Hi,” the woman said. “You must be Terry?”

Terry nodded, “Yes, how’d you know that?”

“Your aunt. She said a nephew was staying over, that and your eyes. You two are definitely the same. Thank you for bringing this over.” the woman said. “And my name is Savannah,” she added, holding her hand out for a handshake.

It wasn’t just any woman. It was his conductor from the library earlier today. And now he knew her name.

Thanks for reading! Until next time😇

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Big big shoutouts to @kumkaniudaku @megamindsecretlair @earthchica @theereina @brattyfics @uzumaki-rebellion @sweettea-and-honeybutter @mymindisneverhere yall are fantastic your writing has shown me that i can push myself and im capable of writing more and like get in my craft frfr recently 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[dullanyan]

i watched all of higurashi gou and the end of sotsu. i will post my review

(HIGURASHI SPOILERS, NOT JUST FOR GOU/SOTSU BUT FOR THE VN AS WELL)

these are my thoughts after watching gou, just copy-pasted from discord.

i think the actual worst thing abt gou is the fact that its not unwatchable. it does have some interesting parts, and i am a huge sucker for the antics the main crew gets up to. but in general its disrespectful? like to satoko especially. i can believe that her and rika drift apart a bit at st lucia, but rika is too committed to making sure everything is good forever, i really doubt she would just like not talk to satoko sure i can see satoko being like no im fine i dont need any help but rika knows her. she would know thats a lie and they'd talk it out overall its very dedicated to making satoko be really dense.

and the same for sotsu

honestly, i think the loops/eua didnt need to happen at all. in fact, in my head, none of it was canon. even the ending felt pretty dumb of like "oooohhh, we're the only 2 looping entities, we gotta avoid each other foreverrrr" like man shut up. its trying to hard to be toxic yuri but it just sucks bc its 2 characters that shouldnt be going thru that. what i CAN believe is like. either satoko and rika going to st lucia, getting into a physical fight over it, coming to terms with the fact satoko doesnt like it and its hurting her so she transfers from there to the normal high school the others went to. OR them getting in a fight over it beforehand and agreeing to go their separate ways to 2 different schools. eua felt completely pointless honestly. the loops were so... nothing. also i feel a little weird abt the teppei redemption. not that he cant change and stuff but yknow............................ also they literally remembered satoshi so last second and threw him in there HNFDKHDFNK "oh im awake now!!! :D" its been 4 years man the fight scene where they go thru different loops was pretty cool i guess. kind of felt waaaay over the top though when they went super saiyan miko mode. its cool for what it is, but also, it feels so excessive based on everything else in higurashi. honestly gou/sotsu probably wouldnt be.......... horrible? if it were its own anime and the vns didnt exist. but they do and so these just kind of.... really tarnish them imo. which is why i dont consider that shit canon. also its just weirdly abusive to hanyuu for no reason. idk what thats all about. she literally only got to have 1 good moment the whole fucking series. wadda hell man. the only good things i think gou brings to the table is a peek into their futures a bit, like what happens after w their middle/high school lives. the rest of that stuff didnt need to happen though im thinking abt it all and how little the main cast really got to talk to satoko and rika thru all this shit. when it came to that plot, its like the rest of them didnt even matter. you're telling me rena wouldnt pick up on satokos feelings and talk to her abt it??? how they wouldnt like try to figure out whats going on at all? its stupid. it focuses way too much on rika and satoko, neglecting the importance of the others. ultimately, i know why this anime was made and what its purpose is. i know its to appeal to the much larger audience of higurashi fans anime onlys that were in it for the cute girls killing each other. it was trying to do stuff for the vn readers as well, but it just fell flat bc in the end none of that shit needed to happen. i know its stupid to criticize a story on what should or shouldnt have happened, but you know. knowing what i DO abt the characters and how the vn stresses the importance of talking to your friends to work out your problems... it just, sucks that they threw that all away in favor of a ton of gore. at the end of the day, im not like, mad or insulted this exists. its whatever. plus it puts some higurashi merch back on the market so not everything is ultra rare 20 year old figures for $700. it doesnt really exist for me, as a fan of the vns. i dont even think its horrible, it had some enjoyable parts to it. its just not good, is all. thanks for coming to my higurashi essay.

those are my discord ramblings. now i ramble here.

for sotsu, genuinely it felt like i didnt need to watch the first 11/12 episodes. yeah, it provided new perspectives and included how things got that way, but... i read the summaries of those episodes and got the gist of it all. if i had more respect for the plot they were going for, i might've watched em. but i dont like it! it was a really weird character assassination of satoko.

i can believe her behavior to some extent- not wanting to lose her best friend but not wanting to subject herself to constant misery in an academy she cant keep up with. again, i feel like eua didnt need to exist, and they couldve actually worked it out from there. especially if they let anyone else like... matter? let them talk and reason with their friends?

tl;dr if you like the vns, generally gou/sotsu isnt for you i'd say.

[mira-rachel]

I really REALLY love hazbin hotel, truly! But i have many criticism, and i havent watched them yet.

No hate, but the concept of heaven and hell in this uh, universe is a bit... flawed, in a sense. I do enjoy the character design, and oh God does Helluva Boss scratch that itch in my mind- idk, it brings me happiness.

Im not even gonna touch on how some of it doesnt make sense in a religious perspective, this rant is solely on hell

Warning, i havent seen the show. But have seen the pilot and fanfics and headcannons lmao, feel free to correct me if im wrong!

Idk if this is true, but I heard that Angel Dust was a mafia before he died? And idk if he feels bad for all the poor souls he fluffed up, bcs i havent read or seen anything adressing it.

Truly, truly I love Angel Dust, like honey, I will str**gle Val for you, but do you actually want to repent 😭😭😭

And, if, IF he does go to heaven- will the residents even welcomed him? If redemption exist, then heaven needs to be on board with this. Not just the people in charge, but the citizens as well. If you just, thrust a sinner thats been 'redeemed' into heaven, and heaven didnt take notice until the redeemed appears at their doostep- how would the angels react?

Will that redeemed survive? Hell no. Well, depends. Whats their rules up in heaven? I hope season 2 showcase heaven's reactions, and maybe Emily will be fed up and join the demons down bellow??? That would be cool!!!

Ehm,back to the disscussion.

Keep in mind that I havent seen the show, but I have A LOT of qustions about redemption- bcs its so much complicated if you think about it, plus, redemptiom in hell??? Boy we gotta set up some rules.

First, what is redemption actually???

Redemption is-

an act of atoning for guilt, a fault, or a mistake, or the state of having atoned. an act or the state of being rescued. 

According to this

Im just going to use this meaning, bcs theres different meanings and i want to save the headache.

Basing off of this, you could argue that someone is redeemed by being rescued- which is uhm, unsual if your rescuer is the daughter of Lucifer, the next queen of hell. Hello?? I mean, in some swap aus, Adam being the one to 'rescue' the sinners make sense bcs he was a human too, like those sinners, he must've know(I assumed) the pain sinners go through. And, if we make the plot like 'oh heaven can make mistakes' then actually find a sinner thaat has little to no criminal background and is very 'angelike' and is someone who wants to change for the better, AND ACTUALLY GIVE THAT CHARACTER A MONOLOGUE ABOUT THEIR PAST AND THEM ACTUALLY WANTING TO FIX THEIR MISTAKES-

And question, if someone wants to be redeemed, and they are in hell, do whatever crimes and sins they did in hell will be hold accountable???

As I said, if you want to make redemption make sense, it has many complex layers...

Okay okay, im being sidetracked-

Charlie, the daughter of Lucifer being a 'rescuer' doesnt really make sense in Hazbin Hotel, UNLESS, she once had a sinner friend who goes through so much in the real world, but end up getting fluffed and end up in hell, where they met Charlie and still go so much, but was killed(either by angels or other demons). AFTER THAT, then the idea that Charlie, a hellborn who never felt what humans/sinners felt make sense to want to make sinners repent so that they dont feel what her sinner friend feel.

THAT, would be an amazing concept to explore. A hellborn whose sheltered all her life, met a sinner who goes through the toughness of life, then they bond over... anything, something, and learned about eachother. The sinner has hope that there is a better future, while the hellborn realizes theres more than meets the eye and that they're perception of reality has been scewed.

If Charlie advocats for hellborn's rights, then it still make sense bcs she IS an hellborn, and knows a bit of what her people suffered. Hell, Vaggie being her right hand man would only make it make sense, since Vaggie was a former angel, then she can give Charlie insights of heaven.

Thats all for my rent, bcs am very tired rn and i have so much to do and eheosjksskdnsk

See yall next time, bye~☆

[toestalucia]

SHIPPING INFO. answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

what’s your OTP for your muse(s)?

im easy...........and like too much.......personally ! i prefer akira with the older wizards, ive talked about being in those ship tags ummmm a lot<3 i cant narrow it down further......the twins are an exception but ive been over that in the past. atm i like emu with mafuyu, rui, nene & akito a lot :D theres def more (like honami i think would be cute! and i do like her with tsukasa too, but emu tsukasa besties....), but im like twice her age so i think about that stuff so rarely LOLLLL i thought hard about the rest of my muses but.......?????????? eight/machina....perhaps...........sofia/forte.......yeong/tara......(cagli teehee)

what are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

i lov drama. with gran it comes natural cuz welcome to ur 'assuming things w/out asking' and 'thinks way too much into the future where they dont want to settle down' captain. i think akiras the most tender of all of them? and most likely to actually bring up issues? sofia is fun because i think about the event where she Doesnt speak in opposites and micah ends up rly confused........being accepted with her weird speech patterns..... natsume too, either staying at the accepting his weird behavior (jumping, scared expression, running) or having the 'i can see youkai' convo....yknow.....its good...i know tanuma alrdy had a convo like that (UNREAL CONVO i miss it) but yknow. Overall ! anything. mostly. theres some 'ohhh angst' topics im not interested in, so i think most stuff stay on the more lighthearted/loving side tho

how large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

feel like a fraud everytime i say that i personally wont write akira with some of the 20yo's cuz im always close to deciding to make akira closer to 30. and then i say i like akira with figaro & oz......the ancient ppl......

are you selective when shipping?

rather than selective i just dont ask ppl........and i have no interest in making relationship calls nor liking them........i want to see where the writing goes first cuz i knoowwww i sometimes say gran would say x but then i write it and y happens yknow LOLLLLLL i'd be open to jumping into stuff on discord or something tho i think ? i think i could jump into romance stuff no problemo then cuz it'd feel slightly separated from here...?! cuz idk but theres something when i open this blog that i......its a very slowburn......if ure willing to spend some months writing so gran can become more accepting of the idea then its go go go. does this make sense. well either way im not sure tbh. grans a bit added difficulty too considering how i deal with their age LOLLL since cygames is pushing 15yo still. which gives me a headache seeing how the summer events etc are explicitly yearly.....i cannot write act3 gran as a teen, not when theres a political engagement with alliah like cmon....i refuse..........but since ure following this blog uve alrdy read this stuff in my rules/about LOL

either way akiras easier with romance. i just dont approach ppl about it. whenever i make that farmsim blog i wanna be more casual with this stuff tbh...T_^ for funsies............write some yearning...

how far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

not far at all. LMFAOOOOOOOO i use that tag very liberally. its unlikely im writing that stuff anyway....

does one have to ask to ship with you?

:DDDDDDDDDD if i ask u we've probably written for years & years && its starting to reach crush-territory anyway (hello kaitlyn) but man idk what it is....romance is just difficult to write on tomblr rn for me...gran does not make this easier. the issues r endless. can i offer u akira.

how often do you like to ship?

(person whos always in ship tags) (smiley face) (smiley face) (smiley face) can u get into mhyk for akira....or farmsims....................ill ship everything in there.....

are you multiship?

YAAAAAA the idea of having 1 ship on my blog doesnt excite me. even tho i dont write romance atm. LMFAOABKAJD

are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

do u wanna hear about the akifi doujins ive read. or the akifau art where faust puts a flowercrown on akiras head.

what is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

THIS IS HOW DIANTHA/CLARISSE CAN STILL WIN. i am also a sabrina/leona fan. 'did they interact' no but they should. ppl who lost their husband(s). ppl who both should be AT THE CLUB. me/canaria. me/crystal

finally, how does one ship with you?

u like my posts & listen to my ramblings and i twirl my hair and send u more asks and then it just happens. foolproof.

tagged by: @convxction faty my beloved my everything u should do it for ur multi too.... tagging: @shiningstages kait i think u should do this for ur multi and ramble............

[gold-rhine]

Oh hsr... so then why did we spend a WHOLE PATCH with aventurine and his sad tragic backstory where some of it could have been in a character quest so the main plot could be paced better 🫠 I didn't mind learning about aventurine but I was like man are they going to cram everything into 2.2? And it looks like they did. Also what do you think of the pov switching? I'm not sure how it is like necessary 🤔 idk I mean I guess you can play as boothill but not really do anything with him. Maybe some of the plotlines like with sparkle will pay off in 2.3 but that's me being optimistic. I still overall like penacony story better than luofu but hmmm the philosophical ramblings not really going anywhere and there's going to be another IPC character that'll be playable which is oh boy I have no faith in the story writing of her. And firefly was um. A character. I liked her convo with blade! But other than that she was okay. Idk are any of the playable characters other than Robin even from penacony??? I know there's Misha and Gallagher but they're well... you know not exactly with us. I wish they went the hey yeah capitalism sucks direction rather than aww poor Sunday 😔 he just needs a hug 🫂. They were so close in 2.1 with him what happened???

LITERALLY 80% of 2.1 should have been aventurine character quest. like he's fine as a character, tho im not loving how slavery used for his sad backstory, but ignored that hes now doing it to others, but like literally nothing payed off in main quest. why did i have to hear him argue with his ghosts of past and future

i dont mind POV switching as concept, i think not tying us to the MC's view can be good for storytelling, but like, when it actually contributes smth? like in sumeru heist going from different parts of the plan makes sense bc we get to see how plan unfolds. boothill and sparkle literally didnt do anything that mattered tho, so like... we got to hear boothill being hey pardner at dan heng for like 20 minutes and nothing came out of it. they need to get an editor for real....

i have no faith in how they handle IPC at all after this one tbh. can we fucking stop with woobyfied sexy slavers. is it too much to ask

firefly was. a character indeed. like tbh im not loving how they use this "elio script" to just have stellaron hunters do whatever shit is convinient for plot with no logic or inner motivation. like she had zero reason to be here, zero personal goals. like its just cheap. also did she like die?? there was dialogue with raiden where shes like we should do it bc firefly cant go back to real world without dying, so we should honor her. did they like kill her off screen???

but like yeah, 2.0-2.1 AND part of 2.2 was like "capitalism sucks", but then it just goes ACSHUALLY capitalism is just natural order, should poor\weak ppl even have right to decide for themselves???? like what even the fuck

[asteriskdisasterisk]

idk I just think that the Hero and Partner taking turns to teach the other something important just by being themselves is so good. Specifically with trust, while they were stuck in the future and after in the post-game.

I imagine that when Dusknoir betrayed Lex and Ollie, they were both equally devastated, but Lex couldn't be surprised. Yes, he never felt so close and connected with someone before, but with Dusknoir's status as a celebrity and the way he acted with such bravado most of the time...Lex just couldn't be surprised.

But Ollie was. She was heartbroken and disbelieving. She had so much respect and admiration for Dusknoir, wanted to be just like him, refused to believe that his kindhearted actions were entirely fake.

When Grovyle told them the truth, Lex was already primed to believe it, he had tossed away any doubts the second Dusknoir grabbed Ollie to pull them into the dimensional hole.

Ollie couldn't, wouldn't, believe it. Even if it made sense. In the moment, it felt much more rational to face Dusknoir and any potential danger he brought instead of listening to Grovyle.

And so Lex had to stop her. He had to get through to her. She couldn't understand how he was so calm through all this, but the truth is he was tired. Lex may not remember his past, but there are some experiences that stick with you forever. Even if he couldn't understand it back then, his initial instinct to not trust Dusknoir was a warning.

He reminds her of Drowzee, of how his seemingly good actions were all a means to an end. "If someone shows you who they truly are, you have to believe them."

It's with some struggle, but Ollie believes Grovyle's words in the end. Dusknoir's further actions would only validate them more.

But then, you know, Dusknoir has his redemption arc. And obviously Lex and Ollie are not very willing to take this at face value, regardless of Grovyle's insistence that it's genuine this time.

Over time, Ollie would see him make the effort to prove himself and eventually trust that it really was genuine. She had seen and experienced so much since being in the dark future. With Team Skull giving her the relic fragment when it mattered most, with Drowzee and his transformation into a good and helpful citizen, and with Grovyle, of course, revealing his selfless nature when he was once known as a thief.

Dusknoir wasn't too much different. He had the capacity to change, like anyone else. There was the warm feeling of hope in her heart.

Lex couldn't, wouldn't, accept it. Even when the evidence was in Dusknoir's favor. There was too much risk in trusting him again.

And so Ollie talked to him. Had to prove it to him that Dusknoir could be their friend. He couldn't understand how she could just forget what happened. Ollie wasn't naive. Of course she never forgot, and she may never find it in herself to forgive either, but it wouldn't be fair to not give Dusknoir a chance.

There was good in him and she was more than willing to let him show it. "Everyone deserves the chance to change."

It's with great apprehension, but Lex eventually comes around to the idea of Dusknoir being genuinely redeemed.

I just...idk. I really like how these two balance each other. When someone learns that the truth can be as cruel as it is necessary, and in turn they can teach that kindness is a choice we must make to better the world and the people around us...

idk man im soft dont touch me im Having A Moment-

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

time's prophecy to 13 is like whatever, i generally dont really think abt it bc when i do it just feels a little like a contrivance to cut thasmin short, or more specifically to give 13 a reason to formulate why thasmin is getting cut short ie it just feels to me mainly as an in-universe way to say "hey so like we've got 3 episodes left theres not much we can do here"

but the other day i Was thinking abt it, or like it crossed my mind, that scene, that warning, that does little except verbalise to 13, with her own mouth, You Have No More Time

and i was like, thats actually like exactly what trauma does right? like that phenomenon where you are just convinced for no real concrete reason that youre dying within the next 1-5 years? i think i read that thats a ptsd thing once but idk. but you know the feeling, like, where youre stuck in the past and the future refuses to unfold? like it's just stuck. time is not moving forward. like there's a wall right in front of you and youre just like, im gonna walk into the wall. and maybe you feel like the wall is 1 year away or 5 but regardless, that 1 or 5 year can pass but the wall doesnt move. you know what i mean? like youre convinced you wont see your 20th birthday but youre actually already 25. just doesnt sink in.

i think thats what time's warning to 13 is. just the articulation of her own belief that shes running out of time. or that it had already run out before she even started. she starts her relationship with her companions with the assumption that it's temporary, even after they board for real: "you wont come back the same"

and if you look at it that way i think it's easier to deal with the jump from 13 to 14 or 15. not for yaz, obviously, shes still gonna be super upset abt it. but if 13 really genuinely entirely can not imagine the future that 14 has, can not imagine a future at all, like, it makes sense.

maybe she felt like she was dying but instead of the sentiment 10 expressed "some new man goes sauntering away and i am dead" she just stopped after the first sentence like "everything i am dies." stop. theres no After. theres nothing to imagine. theres no keeping yaz with her, theres no going back for her either. theres no continuation. theres no next. everything i am dies. and the world stops.

nightvale voice: death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.

but it's doctor who. she is the universe. what happens after the heat death of the universe? are you imagining settling down with a family who loves you? are you imagining heaven? after the heat death of the universe? the doctor doesnt believe in god.

[stanurines1mp]

Honor

Pairing: Byakuya Kuchiki x Fem!Reader

type: angst

an: im back loves! i have also just recently finished Bleach and let's just say I am obsessed! Byakuya is defo my top 5 fav Bleach men and here's a little something about him. he's so smexy i want him to obliterate and desecrate me with Senbonzakura heh. also this angst may not be that angsty idk but yuh lets go. dont forget to follow me on Tumblr and Wattpad. and share or comment :) enjoy!!

warnings: ANGST(heavy on the angst), death, blood, maybe cringy (reader calls him Byakuya-sama bcoz im obsessed w that idea even tho i dont typically write honorifics in my fics), Byakuya lowkey demanding and smexy (highkey smexy). i think thats all. lemme know if i missed anything :)

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As head of the noble Kuchiki clan, Byakuya had his honor to preserve. Nothing and no one will be exempted if they dare taint his pride. With such a responsibility, he knew just as well that he had to live carefully, aware of each action of his in fear of ruining the sacred name bestowed upon him. 

The only time he had ever let himself slip was when meeting his wife, Hisana. But it came to bite him back in the neck with the event of her death. And not fulfilling her dying wish was a taint in his honor. 

He couldn't let that be. 

So despite the objections of others, he sought the young girl called Rukia, only to find her thriving in the Academy. But that was it. 

He wouldn't let anyone or anything else cause him a slip-up.

He wouldn't listen to his emotions. 

Only to his pride and honor as the head of the noble Kuchiki clan. 

That's what he promised himself. 

But even the great Captain Byakuya Kuchiki couldn't foresee the future. 

Maybe if he did, he wouldn't have decided to visit the pond in the Kuchiki mansion's compound on that day. 

But because he couldn't, that's what he did when the morning sun had crept up the Soul Society's horizon. It was his routine, something to keep him in check as if a constant reminder that he was honorably trapped under the duties of the clan. 

He was enjoying nature's morning warmth that relished over his skin. His white scarf wrapped softly around his neck, his hair held up with the kenseikan; all a reminder of his position. 

And as a man with such responsibility, he's made it his duty to be well-informed regarding the staff at the mansion along with his squad members. With such knowledge, he was more than surprised to see your figure by the pond. 

With his past days a routine cycle, he knew that no one would be there. Except on days when the pond demands a cleaning. But when it came to feeding the aquatic creatures, only he was responsible. 

And his surprise didn't just come from seeing your figure perched over the edge. No, it also came from the fact that he had never seen you before. And the fact that you were wearing a black Shihakusho, indicated that you were, in fact, a Soul Reaper. 

If you had business with him, a Captain, it would make sense for you to meet with him at his office. But certainly not the Kuchiki mansion.

So why were you there?

And who were you? 

He knew each and every member of the staff that served his family and he knew each and every member of his squad. 

So, who were you?

Your Reiatsu was average, not showing any signs of danger to him or anyone. You had your Zanpakuto in its case safely by your side. Your hands were knitted together at your back, your eyes almost void as you stared into the pond. 

Your lips were relaxed, your mind focused solely on the peaceful way the fish swam in the water. And he could tell that you weren't aware of your surroundings when he finally made the decision to approach you. 

Remaining his guard at a high level if in any case, you were an enemy infiltrating the clan. Your chest was heaving as you breathed at a calm pace. And for some reason, the fact that you immediately didn't notice him there made him feel rather, awkward. 

For almost all his life, the mere feel of his Reiatsu would gain everyone's focus on him. 

He's never had to make his presence known. 

Still, what choice did he have?

"Who are you?" His words slipped out rather rushingly as if begging to be heard and acknowledged.

And sure enough, it did bring you out of your reverie. Eyes following the voice, you were met with the tall man, his grey eyes narrowed slightly. Realizing the identity of the man, your eyes widened and the upper half of your body immediately lowered into a bow of respect. 

"Captain Kuchiki!" You let out.

"I asked you a question," he simply replied rather coldly. 

"L/N Y/N! I've been assigned to the noble Kuchiki clan!" You informed briefly. 

That's right.

He remembered the head of his staff at the mansion informing him of the new additions. And he remembered reading the names of said staff, thus remembering the name L/N Y/N somewhere in the documents he was given. 

Right, you were meant to be the clan's new caretaker. 

He didn't expect you to be so...

Young. 

"My job is to serve the Kuchiki clan, Captain!" You added, your body still bent in a bow. 

"Stand up straight," he ordered and you heeded his words. Eyes intimidatingly staring into yours, he said, "As a servant of the Kuchiki clan, you may call me Byakuya." 

No, that was wrong.

What the hell?

It was supposed to be Master Byakuya. 

Not just his given name.

That's much too familiar.

And you realized that with the way your eyes widened again.

"I'm sorry, Byakuya-sama, but I'm not really comfortable with that," you objected politely.

Now it was his turn to be shocked. 

Though his eyes gave very little away. 

At least you were smart enough to understand the difference between you and him. 

"What are you doing here? As a caretaker, you have your own room," he simply let out, barely any emotions following. 

Just as others had said, he indeed was a cold man.

"I was just admiring the scenery, sir. I'm sorry if it's out of line," you said, eyes on the ground. 

He could tell how tense you were at the moment. Gaze glued to the grass-filled lawn, fingers fidgeting over your Shihakusho, and your shoulders were stiff. He supposed it was a greeting lacking warmth. 

"It's alright," he said. "You can stay here."

Your body relaxed almost immediately. He could tell by your sudden confidence to look him in the eyes with the brightest pair of your own. A smile tainted your lips widely, showcasing your happiness.

"Thank you, Byakuya-sama!" 

It was odd but he was fighting the urge to let the small grin creeping up his lips. Too used to his stoic act, he managed through it. And you stood there all the while he fed the fish in his pond, even offering to help him. But he was nowhere near interested to share his routine with anyone. 

Though that soon changed the next morning when he saw you standing by the pond. 

The same manner, the same spot. 

And you were there again, morning after morning after morning. 

You provided him a silent company day after day, he actually found it rather nice. 

And you certainly enjoyed the mornings since you began your duty at the mansion. It was an honor to spend such moments with the head of the clan. 

Since the 6th Division Captain was truly a strong man, he seldom fell victim to any sickness which rendered you useless since that was your job anyway. But when he did get sick, it would affect him terribly. In the past, it's happened before and sure, he'd always fight through it but it would take at least days if not weeks for him to get well. 

That was why he was shocked to hear that he had been healed only overnight.

His eyes had opened to meet the view of his bedroom ceiling. On his right, perched on the floor was his adopted younger sister, Rukia. Her eyes feigned worry but such a sentiment dissipated the moment their eyes met. 

"Brother, you're up," she chirped with relief. 

"What happened?" He softly asked, voice heavy and tired.

"You got sick," the young girl answered.

"How long has it been?" He did not remember spending days lying down, being tended to. 

"You got sick last night. You've been sleeping ever since Ms. L/N healed you. I should go get her," Rukia gasped, her hands about to push herself up but was stopped by Byakuya's fingers wrapped gently around her wrist. She turned, watching with worry as he got up. 

"No need. I'll go find her," he said.

Despite his sister's objections, he went anyway. Searching for you, he walked to the one place he knew he'd find you. 

Just as expected, you were standing by the pond. 

A small smile had been drawn up your lips. It was not one Byakuya was estranged to. He'd seen it on you all too many times. 

But for some reason, he never cared to have it wiped away from his field of vision. 

He approached you and just like that day of your first meeting, you didn't care to notice him. But in contrast to that day, he didn't feel awkward or ashamed to make his presence known. 

"Y/N," he called.

A voice so soft in the light of the darkened sky called upon you, how could you not turn? So you did, met with a rather loose picture of the man you were used to. 

"Byakuya-sama," you softly smiled. "You're up. How do you feel?"

"Different," he answered, hesitant in his own voice as he scanned over his body. "What did you do to me?" 

"I healed you," you frowned, confused at the question. "That's my job, sir."

Your answer was not enough for the man to have his questions satisfied. Taking slow and intimidating strides towards you, your body glued frozen to your spot. But you weren't scared. 

"I rarely get sick. But when I do, it's terrible. It would take days if not weeks to heal me-"

"I know, Byakuya-sama-"

"Don't interrupt me!" He let out sternly but there was a slight hint of childish irritation. 

"I'm sorry, Byakuya-sama," you mumbled gently, gaze falling to the ground while your hands fidget nervously. 

"As I was saying," he continued, using a finger of his to hook under your chin, guiding your gaze to meet his under the starry night. "How did you heal me so fast?" 

"It's my Zanpakuto's ability, sir," you answered promptly. His brows rose questioningly, a look of curiosity obviously flashing through his grey eyes. His lips remained still, the silence an offering for you to answer his silent inquiry. "It's the power to manifest things." 

Processing your words, his mind began to work around to understand them. He got the gist of it but such a power seemed quite rare. He's never heard of anything quite like it. 

"What is the name of your Zanpakuto?" 

"Her name is Amaterasu," you answered with a smile, appreciative of his curiosity. "She's quite powerful but really quite useless in physical combat. If I were to join the Gotei 13, I might be of help in Squad 4 but other than that, I might have some trouble," you sheepishly shrugged.

"You keep referring to your Zanpakuto as her and she as if it was your friend. Why?" His tone sounded both confused and slightly condescending but you took no offence to heart.

You pondered your thoughts. You knew the answer to his question but you weren't sure if it was something you wanted him to know. 

Especially with him just getting better from the sickness, you wouldn't want to trouble him with a sob story of your boring life. And it seemed as though he knew just how your mind works with the way he used his finger to bring your eyes to his again. 

You hadn't even realized how close he had gotten. You wondered if he realized it too or not. Either way, his grey eyes bored deeply into yours, a certain sentiment you weren't sure of its origin taking place in his orbs. 

"I asked you a question, didn't I?" He let out, a slight mix of gentleness and demand swirling behind his tone. 

"R-Right, Byakuya-sama. I'm sorry," you mumbled. "It's because, to me, Amaterasu isn't just a sword," you sighed, eyes painted with nostalgic despair. At this, Byakuya's eyes widened slightly, losing the composure he was strongly holding. "She was my first friend," you said, biting your inner cheek with embarrassment. "I've always been alone but when Amaterasu was first awoken, well," you breathed out softly. "I could always talk to her. Amaterasu isn't just my weapon. She's my friend."

Byakuya watched as your lips gently curl up in an unknowing smile. But he knew that your smile was one different than what he was used to each morning. Tonight, at that moment, your smile had yet to reach your eyes. And your eyes still remained that sullen despair.

"Pathetic, aren't I?" You humorlessly scoffed, tears threatening to flood out of your eyes.

He didn't understand it at the moment or maybe he did but refused to believe it.

Either way, he didn't like that you'd think he'd say such a thing about you.

His hand under your jaw slowly lifted up your face. With your eyes meeting again, you couldn't help but get lost in his eyes. 

The way his grey orbs held a glint of comfort that you were foreign to yet found yourself addicted to. And the way his hair was falling over his complexion, messy yet controlled despite not having his hairpins.

You could only let yourself be engulfed.

Still, you were almost all too aware, sensitive to the skin of his finger that sweetly caressed your cheek, eliminating your fallen tear in one fell swoop.

A small, barely audible gasp escaped your lips, surprised at his action. You wondered if he was aware but it seemed like he was. And maybe, in your heart, you secretly longed for this. For his comfort. For his touch.

Oh, aren't you just head over heels for your superior?

"Show me," he carelessly whispered. Your eyebrows twitched in confusion, allowing him to add, "Show me her ability."

"Wh-What?"

"I'm curious," he simply replied.

"Oh," you let out softly. "Well..."

More than the fact he could sense your hesitation, he could clearly see it. "It's an order," he added, causing you to frown.

"Does that not count as abusing your power?" You let slipped out, only realizing once the question ended. Struck by fear, your hands immediately clasped over your mouth as you gasped. "I'm so sorry, Byakuya-sama!"

You apologized over and over again. The sight of you in such a frenzy amused him. And maybe it was the late night's air or the aftereffects of his sickness but he couldn't hold back the chuckle he let out.

And by whatever God that was listening in to your heart's requests, you thanked them. 

You thanked them for bestowing such a sound upon your ears. 

Sure, your eyes displayed surprise but your heart swelled with warmth as the melody of his chuckle passed by your ears. 

"Why are you so hesitant on heeding my wishes, Y/N-san?" His head was slightly tilted, eyes reached by that barely visible grin that you noticed tickled his skin. 

"I just don't understand what you wish to see, Byakuya-sama," you replied hesitantly. 

"I'm curious at how your Zanpakuto can heal others so quickly," he said simply. 

"Well," you stammered, fingers going to scratch at the back of your neck. "It does not work on myself and I can't heal an injury if there is no injury."

His eyes narrowed as he took in your words, mind turning gears to reach a solution to fulfill his own request. 

Well, no one said Byakuya was a man who easily gave up. 

"I see," he hummed aloud. Shedding no warning, he took a step forward, almost too close in the distance between you two. 

Widening eyes and stammering words, you gasped, "B-Byakuya-sama!"

Lacking any sense of hesitation, Byakuya's right hand held firmly on the hilt of your Zanpakuto. He unsheathed the sharp weapon from the case that hung by your side. 

Too late for objections, the head of the clan slashed his left palm with the blade of your sword. Warm crimson-colored substance began to ooze out, staining the pale skin of his hand, ultimately falling to the ground, drop by drop. 

"H-Have you lost your mind, sir?! This is not funny!" You let out, too shocked to even process his actions. 

"You wanted an injury, now you have an injury," he simply said. Holding out his hand, he casually tipped his head, "Here. Heal me."

"Byakuya-sama!" You frowned. "You're crazy!" 

"Maybe. But you shouldn't let your Master bleed, should you?" He rose a brow daringly, causing you to let out a scoff. 

Letting out a defeated sigh, you took the sword from the man's hands. Gently, you gripped the hilt of the weapon with both your hands. You twisted it so the edge would face downwards as the hilt neared your lips. In a small whisper, you let out its command. 

"Breathe, Amaterasu."

And Byakuya had no idea if he should look at you or your sword. But since this was all happening due to his curiosity, he decided to focus on the Zanpakuto's release. 

He watched as the blade you held slowly dissipated into the light until even the handle was gone. Instead, both your palms were radiating the similar light that he saw earlier. 

And it was like whatever God was there had granted him the slow-moving time to allow him to properly, truly watch you and your Shikai. 

He knew the transformation was anything but slow. 

But it seemed like the process was meant to purposely allow his view of each and every passing second. 

Then, you opened your eyes and directed your palms to his wound. 

As if time was intentionally moving slowly for the moment between you and him, he was intent on watching everything. 

From the way your eyes had been lighted up by the radiance near your palm to the way his wound began to close, flesh regenerating due to the light you let out. 

And soon, it was as if he had never cut himself. 

You clasped your hands together again and closed your eyes for a moment. When they opened, your sword was already back in between your palms. You sighed, inserting it into the case. You looked up at the man, seeing how his eyes scanned intriguingly at his healed palm. 

"It's an amazing power," he murmured, causing your cheeks to flush with heat.

"You didn't have to hurt yourself like that, Byakuya-sama," you lowly let out. 

"I'm sorry for that," he apologized sweetly. "It was the only solution I can think of," he pursed his lips, letting his hand fall to his side. "Can I ask you something?" 

"Hmm?"

"With such a powerful healing ability, why weren't you assigned as Captain Ukitake's caretaker?"

"You ask me that as if I'm the one who assigned Shinigami to their jobs," you let out, a tone of sass pairing your words. "But, I initially was. Captain Ukitake refused my treatment. He said I'd be better off helping others."

"I see," Byakuya hummed. "In any case, I'd like to thank you."

"Thank me? What for?" 

"You healed me," he said with risen brows as he took your hand in his. "Twice."

And maybe it was the way his voice silkened out of his lips. Or the way his eyes doted into yours under the night's sky. Or the gentleness of his touch on your hand. Or the proximity that you could barely call a gap shared between you two. 

But you couldn't fight the smile creeping onto your lips. 

"Of course! It's my duty to protect you, Byakuya-sama!"

And maybe it was the crease formed under your eyes as you closed them. Or maybe it was the sound of the small giggle you let out as if he had said something amusing. Or maybe it was your smile that showed all kinds of sincerity. 

Either way, he realized something. 

Something about him. 

Something about you. 

It wouldn't be good for him to have fallen for his servant, right?

Well, it didn't matter. 

Because no matter how badly injured he was in battles, Byakuya would refuse wholeheartedly on receiving treatment from the 4th Division. All because he wanted to hurry up home to see you and be healed by you. 

Most of the time, he'd first meet your nagging but then you'd heal him either way. It was such an occurrence that at one point, you had stopped being shy around him. 

Still, it wouldn't be good for him to have fallen for his servant, right?

And regrets would soon fall through on a night that showered the Seireitei with an empty sky. 

Byakuya's eyes immediately shoot open, meeting the view of his bedroom ceiling. His body tensed, chills rushing throughout his skin. His body straightened to sit, his head turned in the direction of the doors. 

A loud commotion was heard from the outside, his eyes widening at the realization of the situation. Standing up, he grabbed his Zanpakuto and slid the doors open. 

He sensed the Spiritual Pressure of the intruder and began to head there. But his heart skipped a beat in panic upon realizing the Reiatsu that accompanied the intruder's. 

Just as his heartbeat increased, so did the pace of his run. And he found himself not too far from your favorite spot, his eyes wide and shocked, frozen by the sight. 

You were holding onto your Zanpakuto fiercely, your stance ready for combat as you swung your sword in an attempt to slash the intruder. And before Byakuya could fulfill his duty as your protector, everything flashed before him all too quickly. 

Maybe he could shrug it off as just a nightmare. 

But how could he? 

When he himself could feel your presence slowly disappearing from him? 

Too caught up in the moment, he hadn't even cared enough to arrest the intruder, only just killing the man on the spot, letting his emotions run free, escaping his pride and honor because that man had tainted his pride. 

He tainted it by stabbing you right in a vital spot, rendering you helpless as you fell to the ground, blood emitted by your coughs and your wounds. 

If only Byakuya was fast enough, he would have stopped the man before you could do anything. If only Byakuya was fast enough, he would have had time to catch you in his arms. 

But he wasn't. 

So he had to pick you up from the ground and lay you over his legs. Your head was placed softly above his palm, your left hand under his on your stomach despite the blood that had stained your skin. 

"Y/N? Y/N!" He called, but you were barely able to open your eyes. 

You fought hard for it. 

To see him. 

Just as you could feel him. 

By his touch. 

By his Reiatsu.

By his soul. 

And by his heart. 

Slowly, your lids fluttered open, allowing him one last view of your eyes. 

"Byakuya-sama," you whispered out, cut off by another blood-emitting cough. 

"Shh, don't move," he cooed, about to stand up but you stopped him. 

"It's too late," you weakly hiccuped. 

His eyebrows were stitched together in a frown before he shook his head. "No-"

"It is and you know it," you breathed out. 

"No," he let out again, firmly. "I refuse-"

"Byakuya-sama, please listen to me for once," you weakly chuckled, your heart hurting each time you moved but it didn't matter. 

You just wanted another moment with the man. 

"Y/N-"

"You're different than what others had said," you smiled tiredly, a hand slowly going up to caress his cheek while pushing his fallen strands away from his complexion. "People say you're uptight and cold but you're not like that at all, are you?" 

"Please, save your strength-"

"Can you let me talk?" She let out a small chuckle of amusement, a trail of blood leaking out of her lips. "You changed my life, Byakuya-sama."

"I'm sorry," he cried, letting loose that part of himself he's fought so hard to keep inside. 

"Whatever for?" 

His cheeks were tainted, tears embracing the outermost part while his heart felt the twisted pain for the second time again. 

He's felt this before. 

And he swore to never let himself feel it again. 

That's why he refused to feel anything.

Yet somehow you got to him. 

Somehow, you made him feel. 

You made him fall in love again. 

Only to snatch it right out of his hands. 

"How can you still smile?" The question audibly escaped him. 

"Because I'm with you, Byakuya-sama," you softly whispered as you fought the urge to close your eyes. "Thank you so much, Byakuya-sama."

His head lightly shook, his nostrils flaring with that same grief that had once eaten at him. 

"Thank you for keeping me company. With you by my side, I could never feel lonely again."

His eyes fluttered, lips parted emptily, no words able to escape them as his throat itched with pain. 

"Why did you fight, Y/N?" He suddenly asked. "You said it yourself. You're not a good fighter."

"Because," you coughed out, eyes meeting his again with a soft beam. "It is my duty to protect you, Byakuya-sama."

What more could he say?

"Can you, stay here while I look at the scenery?"

A gasp slipped out of him, his eyes flying open to see you looking to your left where the pond remained. Even with the pain he knew you were feeling, you still managed to tingle a small smile on your lips. And though it was small, it reached your eyes. Your saddened yet somehow bright eyes. 

Right.

It was that smile of yours.

He remembered when his days got better each morning he'd wake up, a small hint of excitement swarming his heart as he would head to the pond. 

Because then he'd see you. 

And you'd be there. 

As always.

Only always didn't last forever. 

Because you were gone. 

And his mornings were spent alone. 

And he was alone. 

Byakuya Kuchiki was a man of honor. 

But that night stained his honor crimson with the memory of your blood. 

[ladysomething]

Hi! First time anon here again to share my thoughts.

I have to do it before the new chapter because I imagine your inbox will fill up pretty quick tomorrow (absolutely can't wait for tomorrow btw).

So, what I cant stop thinking about in regards to wygig is how much it reminds me of pride and prejudice. Well, mostly the dynamics between Max and Charles are to me very similar to Darcy and Elizabeth (in a non sexual way). Max is obviously Darcy while Charles is Lizzy. Max is a proud but emotionally troubled man who actually has a lot of trauma in his past who has overcome all of it to become the man that he is when we begin our story. He is doing everything in his power to protect Charles from the evil ( the evil is the same evil who has hit him - Wickham hurting Darcys sister and trying to do the same to Elizabeth vs An Alpha hurting Max's mom and Charles being in danger from Alphas). He is protecting the person he loves (whether he knows he is in love is unclear but I have a feeling he does from some of the things he said during his first POV) but this person considers him to be the villain (here comes the prejudice) and does everything to get rid of him. On the surface, he despises Max (deep down that is not true obviosuly). But Charles is so much like Elizatbeth in ... everything. He was the "special one" of the family he was his dad's "favorite" they had a special bond bc of their second gender and Lizzy had a special bond with her father also. They are both stubborn as hell, they both will not accept to be saved instead will do everything in their power to push away Max/Darcy because they falsely think the other is the worst person in the world, utterly blind to the truth that is literally staring them in the face. And Max/Darcy just step away when they get rejected time and time again because they are perfect little cinnamon rolls like that.

It seems I got a little carried away but in my head this fits perfectly! I realize I'm stepping really far away from the discussions usually going around on here lol but I hope you like my thoughts.

Also I sincerely hope you know about the story because this would just be gibberish if you dont and I'd be so embarrassed 😅. On the other hand if you do not know about Pride and Prejudice (unlikely) to me it just means you've accidentally rewritten the trope and character dynamic of the literal best love story of all time if you ask me and if thats not impressive idk what is. If you have done it on purpose I'm applauding you bc this is perfect and I will now go and try to figure out what that means for the future of this story. If someone else has figured this out before me sorry for repeating myself.

This was extremely long and im sorry. 😪

hello first-now-second-time anon!!!

so. love this whole thing. I obviously don't want to give away any spoilers, so what I will say about your ask is this: when originally plotted out, I hadn't really about the parallels to pride and prejudice. however, I have also noticed some similarities, and p&p has even directly inspired an upcoming scene.

so here is this:

love love love everything you wrote!!!!

[per1w1nkl3]

Hollow Pursuits (tng 3x21) is an example of a weird thing that I think star trek does way more often that it should. if star trek as a franchise is usually about inclusion and understanding and peace and live laugh love with every alien species there's almost a double standard with situations that are much closer to a plausible real life conflict (undoubtedly because of the personal bias of the writers)

this contrast felt especially stark to me with two episodes like tin man and hollow pursuits. on one side you have an alien dude who feels so much beacuse of a condition he was born with that his life is heavily impacted, an android who feels but in a different, subtle way and who sees his right to even exist questioned on a regular basis, and a being who looks like a rock or starship but is a living being and is also lonely and suicidal. first and third guy end up riding into the sunset together btw. all of them are supposed to be sympathetic even if slightly annoying (betazoid man).

but when the dude who has interpersonal relationship issues and major anxiety/generalized anxiety/social anxiety is human and a regular crewmember they somehow just kinda drop the ball. so as the episode opens we're presented with this guy that everyone hates because hes always late, he stutters, hes anxious and hes overall not pleasent to be around (do they even mention how he performs work wise? can he fix your random routine techonbabble issue?). they make fun of him, they call him a mean nickname behind his back- everyone, including his superior officers, including the captain. I dont think hes *supposed* to be the bad guy but I don't think he comes out as sympathetic either (or at least it doesn't translate as sympathetic in 2024) because we find out he uses the holodeck in a unethical way (at best) by using the faces of his coworkers. but this is never really the conflict! the real problem everyone seems to have with him is hes awkward and doesn't really fit in. somehow a crew of highly skilled high ranking officers who often come into contact with alien life forms turns into teenagers when the guy of the week has anxiety!

but the guy of the week who has anxiety does things that he should be reprimanded for (see fucking holograms with the faces of your coworkers) but they don't focus on that instead they are needlessly mean to him and the episode just comes out.... muddy?? in a way it's kinda like how tos can have a fucked up solidified lava mop looking alien who's killed people but it's sympathetic because the people have been killing her tiny fucked up mop children, but when it's autistc coded teenage boy charlie x it's like,,, well yeah,,, he's never lived in a human society before and he doesn't know the rules and he's pretty much lost and at the same time eager to make new experiences but also,,,, he could be a little less of an asshole yk??

in ds9 the episodes that I think have similar vibes are melora (ofc the disabled person is immediately distrusting look at how bashir treats her!!) and I can't think of the name but the one (or two I think???) with the genetically enhanced people. there's so much wrong with those i wouldn't even know where to start (not mention bashir's own parents who are supposed to get a redemption arc because suddenly they're sorry???? anyway I might be getting a little off topic)

so yeah idk if this makes a whole lot of sense but ugh it feels really grating and disheartening for a show that's supposed to be about a utopian future, where mankind is past the need for violence (but where apparently microagressions are completely fine)

[spock-adoodledoo]

for me star rail still fails to properly storytell idk. after playing through all the plot thus far I still feel uninvested in and honestly quite detached from the story. the luofu beating up borisin abominations was cool but they try kind of hard to shoehorn in future plots and tie the worlds together, and it feels kind of forced. putting sunday and fugue, who generally don't have any relation to each other, in the same story also feels kinda eh. the quest highlighted their similarities as characters who must let reconcile with their pasts in order to move forward, but at the same time, i can't help but think "it's just because they want to sell these two characters this patch". like this feels like something you would do in a meta-analysis outside the game, and it felt weird putting tingyun in the plot and resolving it so ??? like easily?? man i don't know. focus felt like it was on sunday the whole quest and tingyun was a short side story meant to sell her character and quickly tidy up the loose threads introduced earlier. which,, well they could've given tingyun her own focus later lol.

i also don't know how to feel about its insertion of gods and cosmic horror into the game full of individual characters you're supposed to be invested in. you want to show the grand expanse of the universe and the macro scale at which aeons operate, affecting entire worlds (i wish they would do more with this honestly) but you also gotta sell characters, so you need to have stories that are way more limited and for people to be invested in them. idk. i guess i just hope they find a balance with them, and we got to see more aeon and less gacha chars. tough ask of a gacha game so not a big deal i suppose

someone's definitely going to be sending me an ask saying i dont have reading comprehension after this but oh well idc

[crguang]

yippe i love how you fw both acheswan and feikong! fav ships ever in hsr!! also yukong's story is so sad, kinda have a bit of fixation on her so each time i rewatch her character story, i get heartbroken.

voicr acting was soo good esp at the fight scene between her and her daughter. hearing how cheerful she was and then suddenlyrealizing how shes so tired now ☹️☹️ and the line where she says she touched the sky, the diary entries 😭😭

she's my fav character, close to kafka! would love to hear your thoughts!

also after playing the quest, seeing her idle animation where she touches her kite thing and saying its been so long made me cry sm

agree agree agree, yukong is one of my favorite characters in the game and always will be. she means the world to me, her contentment means the world to me, i need her to be more than happy i need her to be a peace for the rest of her days and feel good in her skin and stop seeing the future as some countdown for when she dies. i dont know what it is but i feel so drawn to her character because of her issues with age, maybe it’s due to my very fervent belief that aging is a wonderful thing and it hurts to see her reduce herself to growing old like it’s a bad thing. i do think she’s made progress since then but the fact that she clearly wants to fly again and wont because she’s “past her prime” is so upsetting to me 😭 idk, i get so protective of her. the notion that one’s worth (especially a woman’s) lowers as they age is so wrong and misogynistic i need to free her. she makes me so incredibly sad, whenever i have to explain her backstory i genuinely cry. like all the time. there’s something about her that touches me deeply. reading her character stories for the first time had me crying for so long because i strangely relate to that dream she had where she kept repeating “i think my wings are broken. i think im going to die. im growing old. my wings are broken. i want to go back to the sky. i want to go back. i want to go back.” even now just recalling it makes me heavy like idk what it is but i relate so bad. when you feel like your best years are behind you and you don’t recognize the person you’ve become but are forced to keep going through the motions anyway, you start living in the past. she’s lived in the past for 30 years. she raised the child of the person she loved most on her own after losing her to the cruelties of war. she must have been so isolated for a long time, treated as a hero by people who will never understand the burden she bears. im actually crying again like😭😭😭 she means so much to me man, i need her to be happy. her whole design is inspired by xianzhou traditional kites and it holds so much significance to her; in her lightcone description it says the kite reminds her of caiyi’s death and this mission item is used to remember yukong by like what if i cried. it likely represents all the youthfulness of her past ughhhh im just not strong enough yo handle yukong’s story, every time i remember how full of life she sounded in the flashback with caiyi vs how exhausted she sounds now i get upset

the voice acting during her companion mission was so amazing that my throat was closing up when she lost caiyi. i really wasn’t expecting it, her VA is super talented and i love women with deeper voices in general so yukong’s voice is also top 4 in the game for me

[margoisthemoon2]

Falling in Love // Viktor(Arcane) x F!OC reader

“Oh, but I, but I, I can't help falling in love with you”

Hey guys im back with another story!!! Tbh idk when or if im going to pickup my Spiververse story still thinking about it. Uh character is black because i am lol.

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This story takes place before ACT 3 of Arcane.

Words: Idk im on mobile

Warnings: None

Anyways Enjoy <3

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Hailie is an inspiriting scientist and Astronomer. She grew up in zaun along her 5 other siblings. Not knowing if she was going to eat the next day or not. She was raised as a girl to stand up for herself. Her older brother was someone you can depend on and look up to. Before she joined the academy in piltover she was a mechanic helping Benzo and little man(Ekko). As she built herself up she became an assistant to Mel who had a spot in the council. Secretly she studied Jayce and Viktor on their inventions. She was highly jealous of her cousin Sky Young as she was their assistant. But that didn’t stop her from taking a liking to the skinny guy with a limp.

“Guys! Guys! Im here! Im so sorry my clock didn’t go off!!” Hailie yelled as she entered the room where jayce and viktor think and put together their inventions. Hailie was fortunate enough to be called in to assist when sky was either sick or had something going on and wasn’t available. “Hails please we talked about this” Jayce signs as he runs a hand down his face in frustration “Dont call me hails” Hailie slightly gritted through her teeth. “Its okay hailie. As long as you’re safe” Viktor says as he throws a quick smile towards her. Butterflies erupted in her stomach as she looked away tucking a lose pink loc behind her ear. “Here takes these to Heimerdinger” viktor says shoving a few rolls of paper into her arms. Hailie nods her head and runs out the room. Progress Day is in two days.

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“HAPPY PROGRESS DAY!!” Hailie yells into the room as her and sky enters. Hailie throwing confetti and sky holding a champagne bottle and 4 glasses. “No no please we are working Heimerdinger would be here in a bit” Viktor says shooing the girls away with his hand “Oh come on just one glass we have a some time” jayce says as he grabs two glasses and sky pops the bottle open and begins to pour “Okay okay just one glass” viktor says putting his pen down. Jayce hands everyone a glass. “Here’s to progress” sky says lifting her glass up “And here’s to a bright future” Jayce agrees and we all clink our glasses together and drink. “Okay now get out i need to focus” Viktor says playfully. Hailie collects the now dirty glasses and sky grabs the bottle.

Hailie looks around a corner as Heimerdinger leaves the study room of jayce and viktor. Jayce leaves shorty after “Ill be back viktor” jayce says before closing the door. Hailie hides deeper in the shadows as jayce zooms past her. Once he was out of sight hailie does a quick pace to the large door. “Hey vik doing anything right now? No no stupid” she says to herself “Hey vik. You’re free im free. No what are we slaves dang it!” Hailie says running a hand through her hair. She takes a deep breath before opening the door. In the center of the room sat viktor scribbling away on paper. “Hey viktor!” She said m, viktor takes a peek behind him before going back to his paper “Hello Hailie” he says, hailie Tubs her arm a bit “So…what are you doing for progress day?” She asks “this” viktor replies. “Oh fun. I was… I was wondering if you wanted to join me at the fair before jayce has to do this speech tonight” hailie says taking a few steps towards “no no I shouldn’t. I cant! I have to finish” viktor says shaking his head and turns a bit to look at her “Oh please you can finish that later or even tomorrow!” She says throwing her hands up “You see! You see! I cant!” Viktor says using his hands to show her his paperwork that is scattered over the desk “yes you can crippled. Now come on!” Hailie says grabbing his arm and pulling him out of his seat viktor rushes to grab his cane and catch up with hailie as she pulls him at the speed of light out the door “Ah slow down i can go but so fast” viktor says as the door closes behind him.

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The fair is busy and full of people, tents and food. Hailie and viktor has visted about three tents already. “Ahhh lets go check out that one” hailie says pointing to a tent that is selling merchandise. The two walk over. As hailie is listening to the vendor talk about the product viktor gets stuck behind a couple of people. He slowly back away and turns around to leave he gets a few feet before he looks down and sees hailie standing directly in front of him “so where you going?” She says a smile on her face. “Look hails i have to get back to the lab… im not really a peoples person….” Viktor says “please just stay with me. I hate being alone out here” hailie says as she walks around viktor and slides her arm through his and uses her other hand to hold his arm. “Oh how can i say no to you” viktor smiles then chuckles “fine but i have to go an hour before the grand speech” he says as they continue walking.

(Note: what comes to mind during this part is the movie tangled when rapunzel and flynn ryder are walking around the small town during her birthday celebration)

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“Gosh i can’t believe he didn’t showcase our invention” Viktor says as he paces around the lab. Hailie sits in his chair a leg up and watching him. “Maybe he was nervous” she says “Jayce? Nervous? Ha!” Viktor says looking at hailie before he continues his pace around the room. “Hey want to come to my place? There is still some time to celebrate progress day. I asked Sky but she said she was tired” hailie says Turing towards the desk and spinning in the chair a bit “I guess… no! Yeah…yeah i could. I need to take my mind off things right now” viktor says sighing and looking out the window above. “Great! Lets go” hailie says getting up and walking to the door.

“Welcome to my lovely home” hailie says as she opens the door and shows her place that is not surprisingly not clean but also not dirty. “Sorry about the mess. My brother was in and we had a little too much fun” she says picking up the darts off the floor and putting them in the box they was once in. “Feel free to sit anywhere” she says closing the door as viktor made his way into the apartment. “It’s not too bad honestly” he says as he takes a seat on her couch and puts his cane next to him “wine?” She asks makings her way into the kitchen “sure” he says looking at the books on her coffee table. “This is the only one i have its 365 Strawberry Semi Sweet Wine Armenia” she says as she walks into the living room reading the label “yes thats fine” viktor says looking up at her. “She so beautiful. Why didn’t i see this before? Other than jayce she pays attention to me and shows that she cares” he thinks to himself as he watches her pour their cups “no no let me” he says as he grabs the bottle gently his hand grazing hers temporarily. They look at each other before he pulls away and finishes pouring the drink.

“Ah hahaha really and it worked!” Hailie laughs as she listens to viktor tell her a story about the boat he made when he was younger. “Yes! Yes! I thought it would sink on the first try but it stood perfectly” he says grabbing the wine bottle pour himself another glass. “Huh empty” he says looking at the bottle “wow you are amazing viktor” she says wiping her eye as a tear from laughing too hard falls. She looks up to see viktor standing up with his cane and walking over to the couch that hailie is occupying. “No. You’re amazing hails.” He says “I don’t know why it took me so long to see you. The way you care and how concentrated you are in your work.” He says reaching up to tuck a loc behind her ear “Today at the fair. I think that i have fallen in love with you. Im always so focused in my work no matter what is happening” he says “But you. You are starting to be important to me” he says leaning forward a bit their faces inches away “You’re important to me too vik” hailie says, the two slowly gets closer. Fireworks erupt. Their lips clash against another. Viktor buries his hand in her hair using his free hand to keep him upright.

Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you.

Plays in the background as they kiss deeper and deeper. Viktor don’t know what came over him as he pulls her closer and kisses her neck and back to her lips. Hailie puts a hand on his chest to stop him. “That’s enough for now pretty boy” Hailie says running a hand through his hair and cupping his cheeks. “I love you viktor” she says, he reaches up holding her wrist “and i love you too Hails” he says kissing her cheek. “I cant help falling in love with you” Viktor whispers.

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And that’s that. I don’t think I did anything good with this story. Might make another part with some sky and hailie rivalry still thinking. I has rewatched Arcane like 10times this week. Season two needs to hurry up. Ugh!!!

[masterserris]

superior returns comic spoilers

so present otto is still being a dick ugh but seeing past superior otto was nice. makes me wonder how the rest of the series will be. will all of it be flash backs? i hope not urghgh i wonder what will make him be superior again. or if that will happen. graaaahhh!

dont do me like this marvel dont take my hope away and smash it

LET HIM REMEMBERRR

RAAAAGAGAHHH I LOVE AND HATE IT THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME I JUST WANT HIM. I JUST WANT HIM BACKKK FUCK PLEASEEE

i hoping, thinking, this gets covered in the main spiderman comic bc of the ending of this comic and the actual superior run will start off with otto being superior bc like it would make sense? like a comic without the main character is odd. though they call it "superior reckoning" which is like the ending of this comic? so everything might be self contained and be a small run with only flash backs??? god i hope not jskajkdajsd I JUST WANT HIM BACKKK

they havent done anything good with otto in 3 fucking years if they wanted to have a story with him they had their chance ffs

i hope and pray otto has a change of heart and solves the current conflict and like finally gets what he wants and then remembers that's all man godddddd. like saves estrella and actually harnesses the energy of the sun she had and gets his dream fulfilled. then remembers and is superior again or something like that I HATE IT HERE

bc just as easily, peter could save estrella and peter would harness fusion and otto would have nothing left anymore. just. desolate. he would be so fucking mad and then just so depressed i CANT TAKE IT. I CANT TAKE THE WISDOM I CARRY OF KNOWING OTTO ALWAYS JUST GETS FUCKED IN THE END.

just let him be superior and stay superior.... that's all i ask... society has progressed past the point of needing otto to be a villain anymore, even the movies agree.... ffs

ideal scenario: peter is fighting supernova and otto sees the destruction and only he can stop it. so he makes a device to capture her energy and it cures her. also he now completes his dream making a fusion reactor mirroring real life.

then with his dream complete he remembers shit somehow. remembers what he needs to do, and have a drive for the future now his main goal is complete. he is superior again and that is when the superior comic takes off. it would be weird to only have otto/flashbacks in the main superior comic, right? RIGHT? IDK.

but then we get adventures with superior otto and whereever that may take us but please dont fucking retcon him back into forgetting shit i hate that everyone hated that and ya'll didnt do anything with him for 3 fucking years after you did that. wasted everything

and hopefully superior otto is a main part of the spidey cast alongside miles and peter. yay! they were fuckign FRIENDS. let them be FRIENDS AGAIN.

im dying here. im like... being scorched alive like a goo on a side walk in summer. (ironically by the sun, the crux of all of this shit ksajdjkkj)

FUCK

[ellieisbored3537]

Phoebe bridgers/boygenius Rant

Also, these are my thoughts and opinions

Guys I'm going CRAZY about boygenius and phoebe bridgers like they are

THE WAY THE LYRICS AND INSTRUMENTALS I LOVE IT SO MUCH

Voyager:

You took it from me,

but I would've given it to you

Moon Song:

If I could give you the moon

I would give you the moon

Tell me why both of these are so like awesome like Phoebe, thank you for coming up with this I love you so much please never stop making music.

DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE INSTRUMENTALS THROGHOUT HALLOWEEN THE VOCALS LIKE FLOWING WITH IT ITS JUST PERFECTION. WHENEVER I LISTEN TO HALLOWEEN THE INSTRUMENTALS HOOK ME AND THE VOCALS JUST MAKE ME STAY.

Then I Know The End BRO THE LYRICS GET ME EVERY TIME I ALWAYS RELATE THEM TO THINGS AND OH MY GOD. ALSO, THE BOYS (Lucy and Julien) HAVING VOCAL PARTS IN IT MAKES IT SO MUCH BETTER. AND I LOVE HOW IT GRADUALLY GETS MORE LIKE IDK LIKE IT'S NOT THE SAME THROUGHOUT LIKE THE BEAT OR WHATEVER IT JUST BUILDS UP. THEN THE SCREAMING AT THE END RIGHT AFTER THE LAST LYRIC OH MY GOD. NOW TO THE LYRICS! This gonna be long cuz I love all the lyrics and AHHH. (Also i know this isnt the meaning of them its just my perception) Perfection. "Somewhere in Germany but I can't place it. Man, I hate this part of texas" I love how she put an inside joke of her own and it fits PERFECTLY. These lyrics feel like feeling lost but knowing where you are and disliking the place you are. "Close my eyes, fantasize Three clicks and I'm home" Wanting to go home like no matter the place just closing your eyes trying to clear your head and feel like at home. "When I get back I'll lay around The I'll get back up and lay back down" Procrastinating and feeling overwhelmed so you go to do something but relax instead bringing you more anxiety and the beat building is like anxiety overwhelming you and feeling like the end is near. "Romanticize a quiet life There's no place like my room" REAL ME FR. Being in your room all day thinking of the future too much and dwelling on the past instead of focusing on the present. "But you had to go. I know, I know, I know" Someone leaving you behind because they had to and desperately trying to tell yourself it's not your fault. "Like a wave that crashed and melted on the shore. Not even the burnouts are out here anymore" Everyone just disappearing but you. Feeling like the worst and alone because no ones there anymore. "And you had to go. I know, I know, I know" repeating this line to emphasize that you've been left behind and trying to understand why. "And when I call you com home A bird in your teeth" Roles reversed you are no longer the one desperate for the other not to leave and now you feel like you have to leave. Hence "So I gotta go. I know, I know, I know" feeling like you have to leave since you were left before. "But I'm not gonna go down in my home town in a tornado. I'm gonna chase it. I know, I know, I know" Not wanting to be taken down with people from your youth, needing to stop it and having to go. "Driving out into the sun let the ultra violet cover me up" Finally feeling free letting the sun bring you comfort. "Went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips" got hurt trying to find something. "Windows down, scream along To some American first rap, country song" Feeling free and able to do what you want and ignoring the events around you as the end is near. "Over the coast, everyone's convinced It's a government drone or an alien spaceship" Something crazy is going on leading to the end. Following others thoughts. "Either way we're not alone. Find a new place to be from" Running away from the storm, driving away (similar to life is strange when Chloe and Max drive away from the destroyed town and they are finding a new place to be from) "A haunted house with a picket fence to float around and ghost my friends" Hence ghosting her friends because "I'm not afraid to dissapear" She wants to get away but "The billboard said the end is near I turned around, there was nothing there" Going insane seeing things because the end is coming "Yeah, I guess the end is near" Agreeing with the billboard and further emphasizes it by repeating "The End is Near" 4x followed by screaming. Throughout the song it builds up to tell almost a story about how the end is near. These aren't what the lyrics mean but I like making new perceptions. ALSO IM SORRY IF YOU ACTUALLY READ THAT ALL I JUST REALLY LOVE THE LYRICS OF THAT SONG AND I LOVE HAVING A YAP SESSION ABOUT MUSIC YIPPEE!!!

Graceland too, the instrumentals are okay at the beginning, later on they get way more awesome, BUT THE LYRICS OH MY GOD. "She knows she lived through it to get to this moment" YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES. "Turns up the music so thoughts don't intrude" REAL CUZ ME TOO. AND JULIEN AND LUCY SINGING IN HARMONY OR WHATEVER IS EVERYTHING "Whatever you want me to do I will do" GETS ME BECAUSE THE BOYS SINGING IT. THEN JULIEN AND LUCY SINGING "Whatever you want" While Phoebe sings "Whatever she wants" THANK YOU OH MY GOD.

I'm too tired to have a pissing contest 😔

Anywho that's enough punisher for now (and voyager i guess). Now stranger in the alps >:3

Motion sickness. Its more upbeat then punisher W lyrics though "I hate you for what you did but I miss you like a little kid" REAL "There are no words in the English language to drown you out" me to my brain. "And you, you were in a band when I was bored" Oh! Phoebe run plz 🙏

FUNERAL YES W SONG YIPPEEE!!! "When I think to much about it, I can't breathe" real "And I have this dream where I'm screaming underwater while my friends are waving from the shore" Honestly real "And I don't need you to tell me what that means I don't believe in that stuff anymore" also real "And last night i blacked out in my car and I woke up in my childhood bed" I think about waking up in my childhood bed all the time. No worries anymore. "And it's 4am again and I'm doing nothing again" That's how I feel in the middle of the night every night.

Scott Street I really like the guitar :) "Do you feel ashamed When you hear my name?" Sobbing. Then it repeats again then I'm sobbing again. I like the ooh-ooh, ooh I love it it adds to the instrumentals "Anyway, don't be a stranger" I want to tell all my friends this when I graduate. I want to tell them to give me a call whenever. Im fine if we fade apart but if I see you at the store or something come talk to me or something idk. Then it repeats then the last time it says "Don't be a stranger"

Erm I don't like stranger of the alps as much as punisher so I think that's all 😭

SUMMERS END OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE YOU. Bro the intro has me crying. It's so everything I love it. "You never know how far from home you're feeling until you watch the shadows cross the ceiling" Remembering your childhood and missing the past is so sad and I do find myself staring at the ceiling. "Come on home Come on home. You don't have to be alone Just come on home" I love this song so much it's so nostalgic Talking through different holidays/seasons Then the line repeats again "Come on home Come on home. You don't have to be alone Just come on home" its so friendly and welcoming the way she sings it. I wanna go visit Colorado again that sounds fun. "Summers end came faster than we wanted" That is so true summer always flies by I have less than a week and a half left and it's flown by, though I'm excited for band camp. "Come on home Come on home. You don't have to be alone Just come on home No, you dont have to be alone Come on home" It seems so welcoming, like my grandma inviting us over for something like cookies. She's gone now but this song gives me so much nostalgia I love it so much.

The gold!!!! "Couldn't really love you anymore, you've become my ceiling" Can't love them because they are stopping them from growing "I don't think I love you anymore that gold mine change you" Someone was changed by and event and is effecting persons life. Erm that's all I really like the beginning

Last but certainly not least WAITING ROOM YIPPEEEEEE I LOVE IT. "If you were a teacher I would fail your class take it over and over till you notice me. If you were a waiting room I would never see a doctor I would sit there with my first aide kit and bleed" Honestly real "Plus I know whatever happens to me I know It's for the better." OH MY GOD YES "who am I to ask for more more more" REAL erm "I know it's for the better" x36 I think. ALSO KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER DOES NOT EQUAL NO, ITS FOR THE BETTER. Know it's for the better is like you should no it's for the better. No, it's for the better is like I don't care what you say. It's for the better.

BOYGENIUS TIME

Cool about it I love you so much. I love how each of the boys have their very own happy parts cuz this song makes me so happy (I'm lying). Silly instrumentals in the beginning (I'm already doomed when it starts, in tears dead) Julien sings "I ask you easy questions about work and school" 😭😭😭 "IM TRYING TO BE COOL ABOUT IT FEELING LIKE AN ABSOLUTE FOOL ABOUT IT WISHING YOU WERE KIND ENOUGH TO BE CRUEL ABOUT IT KNOWING THAT IT PROBABLY ISNT TRUE" I love you marry me. Lucy's turn maybe it will be a little happier :) "I came prepared for absolution if you'd only ask So I take some offense when you say no regrets. I remember it's impossible to pass your test" Oh! Definitely not happier and uh oh here it comes "BUT IM TRYING TO FORGET ABOUT IT FEELING LIKE IM BREAKING A SWEAT ABOUT IT WISHING YOU WOULD KINDLU GET OUT OF MY HEAD ABOUT IT TELLING MYSELF ONE DAY ILL FORGET ABOUT IT KNOWIN THAT IT PROBABLY ISNT TRUE" Oh! So you want me to start crying? Oh so maybe phoebe's verse will be happy 😊 "Once, I took your medication to know what it's like and now I have to act like I can't read your mind I ask you how youre doing and I let you lie" Oh! So you want me to listen to this song on repeat till the day I die? Okay! "BUT WE DONT HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT I CAN WALK YOU HOME AND PRACYICE METHOD ACTING ILL PRETEND BEING WITH YOU DOESNT FEEL LIKE DROWNING TELLIN YOU ITS NICE TO SEE HOW GOOD YOURE DOING EVEN THOUGH WE KNOW IT ISNT TRUE" I love this song and it will always be one of my favorites. It's so awesome and I need it.

Without you without them THE HARMONY IS EVERYTHING TO ME I LOVE IT The part on "Speak to me" And "Talk to me" WHERE THEY GO FROM LOWEST TO HIGHEST OH MY GOD THANK YOU

20$ "its a bad idea and I'm all about it" real me fr "When you wake up I'll be gone again" Oh! "To the T-bird graveyard where we play with fire" Chat is this song about... Arson???? "IN ANOTHER LIFE WE WETE ARSONIST" OH HELL YEAH. Then the repeating background alternating between lyrics and the twenty dollars being shouted thank you I love how some of the lyrics are like hard to hear or maybe I'm just deaf.

Emily I'm sorry. I love how they sing emily I'm sorry and I love how Julien and Lucy harmonize with Phoebe at the beginning. That's all.

True blue don't listen to it to often but it's cool. Like the tiktok trend that says "You say you're a winter bitch but summers in your blood" I hate that they don't add the line "you can't help but become the sun" the audio cuts off but it would add so much. "And it feels good to be known so well" real. Yippee

Not strong enough. Upbeatnbut I like the lyrics "I don't know why I am the way I am not strong enough to be your man" real then it repeats and instead of saying "I tried I can't" they switch to "I lied, I am just lowering your expectations" yes slay I love you guys for that. OH MY GOD DONT GET ME STARTED ON "Always an angel never a god" I love it so much. I love how Lucy starts and phoebe and Julien build in kinda like in Without you without them but more fluid. And the last 4 "always an angel never a god" building up gets to me

SATANIST YES THANK YOU my favorite part is the beginning because BER NER BER NER BER NER BER NER "WILL YOU BE A SATANIST WITH ME" BER NER BER NER BER NER BER NER. W GUITAR OH MY GOD. THEN "WILL YOU BE AN ANARCHIST WITH ME SLEEP IN CARS AND KILL THE BOURGEOISIE" Eat the rich. Yipppeee

WE'RE IN LOVE OH MY GOD!!!! Crying already I love it Lucy I love your vocals. "You could absolutely break my heart, that's how I know that we're in love" how am I crying at the first lyrics thank you soon much. "I feel crazy in ways I never say Will you still love me if it turns out I'm insane? I know what you'll say, but it helps to hear you say it anyway" Oh my god I'm crying THE WAY SHE SINGS THE WHOLE SONG THE WAY THE LYRICS HIT HARD. "Some october in the future, I'll run out of trash TV and I'll be feeling lonely so I'll walk to karaoke sing the song you wrote about about me never once checking the words I hope that no one sings along I hope that I'm not a regular" crying October though why october don't bring we fell in love in october into this and don't you dare bring october passed me by into this "Damn that makes me sad, it doesn't have to be like that" crying IT IS SAD IT MAKES ME SAD TOO "If you rewrite your life may I still play part? In the next one will you find me?" Crying "And if you do I'll know it's you I can't imagine you without the same smile in your eyes. There is something about you that I will always recognize" WHAT IM CRYING "And if you don't remember I will try to remind you of the hummingbirds You know the ones (I know the ones)" and this is my favorite line in the song the recognition of phoebe I think? Singing I know the ones saying she remembers them. "I could go on and on and on and I will. Go on and on and on until it all comes back" Thanks Lucy for making me cry I love you so much.

LETTER TO AN OLD POET YES I LOVE YOU "I said I think that your special you told me once that I'm selfish" WHAT YOU ARE A SHIT PERSON IF SOMEONE CALLS YOU SPECIAL AND YOU DONT CALL THEM SELFISH BECAUSE "You're not special your evil" your so lucky I don't know who an old poet >:( "You think that you're a good person because you won't punch me in the stomach" "but im better than you and you should know that by now" YEAH YOU SHOULD "I wanna be happy I'm ready to walk into my room without looking for you" "I'll go to the top of our building and remember my dog when I see the full moon" I love the instrumentals and vocals

Now to The Ep Boygenius

Bite the hand "I can't love you how you want me to" real so real thanks for repeating it I love repeating lyrics. "You want what I can't give yo you" real THAN IT REPEATS "I can't love you how you want me too" 3 MORE TIMES. THAN QUESTIONS "Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? What do you wanna say? What do you think will change" then "Maybe I'm afraid of you" is repeated twice then "Bite the hand that feeds me" And "I can't love you how you can't me to" repeat over and over and I love it >:)

Now the rest because I don't listen to Boygenius Ep that often

VOYAGER MORE VOYAGER YIPPEE. I've listened to it over 4k times this year :) I love the humming and harmonizing of it in the background. It was originally supposed to be a Punisher song but it was released with boygenuis and I'm happy about that because there would be less harmonization in the background. "It's a hundred and 3 in the Valley, Blacktop melting on our shoes" the first time I heard this I immediately correlated it with my childhood best friend and I always corelate the 1st verse to her because I liked her, I don't know how I just liked her more than a best friend and I miss her sometimes though it's been over 5 years but whatever. "And I don't mean to make it all about me" I make things all about me but I don't mean to. "But I used to believe no one could love you like I do" "and I'm starting to think that it might be impossible" Loving someone so strongly but not knowing what type of love it is. "There are days spent tangled up together, and sometimes you let me read your mind" Pouring your thoughts and feelings out to "And there are nights you say you don't remember" Forgetting or avoiding saying things to not change things "When you stepped on the gas and you asked if I'm ready to die" "You thought I'd never leave and I let you believe you were right" Wanting to live where you can stay somewhere forever and lying that you can because you really want to but can't "Walking alone in the city" Moving to a new town and feeling alone "Makes me feel like a man on the moon every small step I took was so easy" small step for man big step for mankind or whatever. Feeling like great for doing the little steps to make yourself better "YOU TOOK IT FROM ME, BUT I WOULDVE GIVEN IT TO YOU" Crying sobbing throwing up

Afraid of heights!!! "I know that I fucked up when I told you I'm afraid of heights it made you wanna test my courage" Having someone who pushes and pushes you to do things you don't want to "You called me a coward I replied I don't wanna live forever but I don't wanna die tonight" Not wanting to risk your life because it's not a infinite thing. "I've seen you climb a crane at night If they ever catch you at it I know you'd want me to be proud you took a rich man's dream and brought it with you on your way down" Someone who does extreme things whole you stand off to the side. "Cause one man's dreams another man's death I remember when you told me that didn't know what to say so I just laughed but now I know it's not funny" Kinda like the saying one man's trash is another one's treasure idk. "I wanna live a vibrant life but I wanna die a boring death" REAL like something quick and peaceful. "You called me a crybaby but you're the one who got teary" real "How it hurts to hope oh it hurts to hope for more" Hoping hurts I should stop "Oh it hurts to hope the future will be better than before" bro please get better thanks

Guys I'm finally done yapping if you read this far you get cookie cuz I wrote a lot of my random thoughts 😭😭😭😭

Also sorry if you read this all im just yapping here

[mithliya]

hope this isn't a bad time, on anon bc crypto but i am SUFFERING and idk who to turn to atm. right now one of my best friends is a nonbinary tif (she's an angel, her gender identity isn't too obstructive) and is like....considering transition in the future. but she's so close to peaking she literally confessed to me 2 weeks ago that she'd be completely happy with her body if men didn't sexualize her (and society wasn't so cruel to "afabs", her words), and she actively wishes she could just be a woman without feeling terrified of what her body would "cause" men to do......and THEN after all that said she was sure she was just born trans and this is the way it is, and still considers herself a man. i felt like i was going to pass out from stress likeeee what IS this.......i'm just so scared for her because i rly rly don't want her to transition, she said herself she's unsure because she doesn't really want to stop being a woman (shes "genderfluid") and binding makes her uncomfortable bc she doesn't want to lose her breasts...but like if i say pls don't transition or if i question her identity itll blow my cover immediately. she's already so traumatized i'm just so scared of her making things even worse for herself

but u know this friend well enough, do u rly think simply pointing out what was said in the past about it and asking about that would suddenly create wariness around u? bc that sounds quite extreme to me. ive been frank with the people i care about about this and made it clear that if its what they want then thats their choice yknow and it doesnt change how i feel about them, but bring up that theyve stated they feel xyz in the past and that theres so many people who transition and then realise thats not what they wanted and it can be pretty tough to cope w never got any bad reactions, for me. idk maybe i dont know people extremist enough about it but when ive said that, where i was coming from has always been clear so .. i reckon thats the case for friends in general right?