#i didnt forget about any of the stuff i promised to make!

[glitterbombedshadow]

Sup Freaks, I might post less of my stuff this week cuz Im busy and feeling like shit <3

[cemetarywoman]

OMGGG heyyy i have a couple requests for hamzah lmk if I should send them in butttt I NEED a Reader and Hamzah moving in together

send in any request you want! i can’t promise ill get to them quickly cuz its a little hard to think of these sometimes, but i try to do all of my requests when I finally get some motivation!

Moving in with Bf!Hamzah headcanons

-BRO I JUST KNOW HES THE HAPPIEST MAN IN THE WORLD WHEN YOU FINALLY MOVE IN WITH HIM

-he wont stop smiling for weeks cuz hes just so excited

-oml imagine going shopping for more furniture and other household items with him

-he’ll let you pick out whatever you want, he really has no knowledge about most of the things you’re buying but he’ll try to give his input if you ask!

-probably complains about being bored halfway through so you gotta take a break to get some food or something

-hes absolutely no help but hes there for emotional support😭

-but I think he would be a lot of help when it comes to moving boxes and stuff

-he wont let you lift a finger when hes around, so he ends up carrying in your belongings while you unpack them

-teamwork!!🤗

-after a couple hours of unpacking and shit he’ll be so tired that he just comes up behind you and drops his whole body weight onto you, which probably makes you almost fall over because he gave 0 warnings 💀

-once you finally get into bed together hes so giddy that he get to sleep next to you

-and hes just as happy the next day when he wakes up and sees you sleeping in his bed🤭

-housework is something that he would like to do together, he doesn’t want you to do it by yourself obviously and he gets bored doing it alone so he loves when you clean together

-if you can cook he would absolutely love to try and cook with you too

-hes not the greatest cook but if you tell him what to do he’ll get the hang of it😇

-Hamzah “forgets” to bring his clothes with him when he showers so he’ll walk to the bedroom in a towel, then pretend to be shocked to see you there as if he didn’t leave his clothes in the room on purpose 😭

-he’ll do that “oh I didnt think youd be here, but now that we’re both here...” bullshit💀

[illyabata]

scars are A Thing™ with wriothesley and nobody can convince me otherwise, idc if there is zero mention of his scars or their meaning when he comes out idc it’s my permanent headcanon that scars and their stories are simply entangled with his character idc

so now i give you: wriothesley who is fascinated by your scars

tw: discussion of scars lol, but in no way do i indicate their origin unless it’s stretch marks. however if talk of scars at all is triggering to you, dont read!! it’s sweet fluffy stuff, but that doesn’t matter if it will trigger you. please take care :)

sfw, big brainrot under cut

theyre so much smaller than his, more delicate, just like you. doesnt matter if compared to other people you are big or tall, he’s such a big guy that he makes you feel small no matter your size or height. and no matter what your scars look like to you, to him they are beautiful. to him they are delicate.

he’s enamored by all of your scars no matter their origin—stretch marks, however, seem to intrigue him the most of all. he’s absolutely transfixed by them, and you can never understand why. he’s simply mesmerized by the way the blemished skin stretches as he thumbs and presses it, watching the discoloration flatten itself only to bloat back when he leaves it alone. for some reason he just seems so puzzled by the concept of natural scarring of the body; nothing had happened to harm you for these to appear—they’re simply the product of change, your skin either going through rapid periods of expanding or shrinking. he thinks they’re pretty.

he’d spend so long just running his rough fingers over your skin, absorbed in the feeling of the puckered tissue under his own blemished hands. whether the scars are stretch marks or from something else, he loves them, he loves you.

this might sound weird but i just like to imagine you both spend time gently tracing each others’ scars as comfort, like it sounds weird in words but it makes sense i promise. there is something intimate and fascinating about scars, no matter what they’re from; it’s truly like the language of your body’s history, a record of what has occurred. you can resent them or be proud of them, it really depends on the person and situation—but regardless, scars are always a record, and that is a constant no matter the person.

and if you’re not comfortable with that level of touch or that much attention on your scars, that is absolutely okay. he’s not going to make you uncomfortable, he’ll always ask if it’s okay before he looks at or touches them—or touches you at all, really. he never wants to hurt you. and if you say you’d rather he not touch your scars, he’ll understand and just show you he loves you—all of you—in some other way.

like idk about anyone else or if its just me and im fucking insane but sometimes i get lost looking at my own scars; sometimes the human body at work is just kind of fascinating to watch, and even more so in retrospect. it’s like holy fuck you’re looking at its handiwork, you can plainly see how the skin has been so masterfully rebuilt into this little woven bandaid of cells, carefully crafted to not only rebuild but protect. your body has looked after itself, and it will continue to do so. and thats just kind of a fascinating thing to me idk😭

some extra thoughts about scars, not really to do with wrio; red brackets will indicate the end of it if you want to skip: [[ it usually replaces any feeling of disgust i have because instead of focusing on the bad feeling of remembering where they came from or being sad at the way they look im able to think about how cool it is the way my body recovered and made my skin even stronger; it didnt just wipe it all away and give me a clean slate so i could forget, it pieced the cells together again bit by bit until it had not only replaced the wound but enforced it—so instead of forgetting the bad feelings, they were replaced by wonder. sort of like a sign that says “proof that where once there was pain, now there is strength”. it’s kind of like how they say you don’t just try to quit bad habits, you must replace the bad habit with a good one. you can replace the bad feelings associated with your scars with new feelings, whether they are good feelings or neutral feelings or meh feelings. ]]

before you, he understood scars to be an ugly thing—a source of shame, a show for others to marvel at if he left them uncovered, for them to ogle at and whisper about as if trying to guess the origin of the wounds was a sort of entertainment to them. and then in the fortress of meropide, his scars felt much less like a source of shame and more like an intimidation factor (which wasn’t something he necessarily felt good about, but it was something that he benefitted from as the duke). but when you came along and he began to know you, suddenly they were this beautiful, fascinating phenomenon that lead him to view his own scars in a different light.

he’s a powerful, strong man, yes. he’s intimidating and feared, but he is also loved, and all for good reason—he is solid and safe, an image of reliability to others. and sometimes it could weigh him down when he couldn’t seem to let another help carry the burden.

the way you made him feel, though, tracing his big ugly scars like they were rivers, like they weren’t repulsive—it changed him entirely, and it changed the way he saw himself. in the overworld, he was a criminal brute slathered in the proof of his savageness. in the fortress, he was the rock-solid standard for redemption, and he had to uphold his firm reputation. but with you, he was able to be fragile; with you, the walls he had built to protect himself from both sides of fontaine’s society came tumbling down, because he didn’t have to pretend when he was with you.

if such a small, sweet thing like you could see him in such a kind light with so much love in those eyes of yours, perhaps he was not so bad after all.

everyone else in all of teyvat could believe he was truly a bad guy like he sometimes enjoyed playing at—but it wouldn’t matter, because there you were in his bed every night, held fast in his big arms as you mindlessly traced the long, thin writings engraved in his skin, letting the stories they told lull you to sleep.

[desire-mona]

things abt dps i feel like we dont address enough (photos attached will be shit quality, i took screenshots from yt clips LMAO)

heavily ib @pencileraser1's post abt stuff he noticed n such

the fucking KIDS at welton. the CHILDREN. maybe its just me but i always find myself forgetting that welton isnt a highschool + there are in fact a lot more students than the ones we're focusing on. thats what makes welton so like. evil? to me? they start pushing these kids into a box EARLY.

related, i wouldve LOVED to see how(/if?) keating taught these kids, or rly any other class! he has other classes!!! i think!

ok. of course. neil is a smoker, we've touched on that. but charlie is too?? and he's the one who provides the cigs???? obviously the easy explanation is that he does it to be rebellious and stuff but also Is There Something Else. much to think abt. also wondering where he gets his cigs but thats not rly anything i dont think.

this ones just funny but when mr perry tells the boys they can take a seat and todd simply does not. i KNOW he wasnt sitting before and he needs to unpack and stuff but ITS STILL FUNNY.

"take your seats boys"

"🧍"

also my guilty pleasure is the dps but its todd being anxious video bc man usually crack videos arent my jam but unfortunately i find it so funny

also!!! neil calling his dad sir. obviously its something so glaringly obvious that we dont need to have a discussion abt how theres a disconnect between them. like wow rly thanks mona i didnt know. but come on!!! it makes me sad!!! also they shake hands later in this scene and its the most affectionate/ friendly we see these two get. and its a handshake. and i think what makes it worse is that neil is a SUPER physically affectionate person with his friends. if u watch the movie and pay attention to how often he's touching someone else then ur gonna be like man. he rly was jumping at every opportunity huh.

something about the way neil and the boys act around mr perry makes me view him as more of a drill sargent than anything. everyone immediately stands upon him entering the room. they dont sit until given permission. it rly puts the whole military school thing into perspective but NOT ENOUGH TO SATISFY ME. as much as i hate mr perry, i wanna know what his life was like growing up. this man lived thru the great depression AND wwii, theres stories.

cam's stupid fucking face when keatings behind him larping ghosts. i will never stop talking about how sassy this kid is. the dps redheads go criminally unacknowledged in terms of comedy because OH MY GOD. CAM AND MEEKS WERE SO FUCKING FUNNY??? they both pulled the most dastardly judgemental looks and they make me cackle. a bit earlier in this scene meeks goes full 🙄🤨 on sniffles (tissue kid. i call him sniffles) and it is, without exaggeration, my fav part of the movie.

the fact that i totally thought knox was gonna fall off his bike and eat shit in this scene. it would be so out of place since dps isn't exactly full of physical comedy but GOD i still fully anticipated it. either that or him getting attacked by a bird. theres totally symbolism surrounding birds in this movie btw and idk what to make of it. if any of u lovely ppl have a theory then lmk immediately.

keating so accurately calling cam out being like "is this right is this right. am i walking right." BC YESSS. i will eventually make a fully fledged cam post but to briefly touch on it, i find cam to be very confused on what is right, usually in terms of morals. a whole situation of confusing your personal values with the rules, thinking theyre one in the same, and completely abandoning what u actually believe. unfortunately i think neils death rly amplified that nd is what led him to tattle. cuz cam is still willing to break the rules in the beginning of the movie!! he's outwardly judgemental but he still does it!! much to discuss, i promise i will eventually.

keatings face after todd yawps!!! theres not much to say here he is just so proud!!! sweet little moment!!!! keatpostin!!!!!!!!

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

u guys know im an avid knox hater but this made me giggle. rip knox overstreet u wouldve loved twitch streaming.

THE SPECIFICS OF THIS SHOT. i was gonna make a post a while ago being like "idk i find it funny that the main focus of this shot isnt even one of the poets" and then i realised that WAITTTTTTT THATS THE POINT!!!! keating reached kids besides the poets!!! u didnt have to be in the dead poets society to be affected by the way he taught his classes!!! u just had to be his student!!!!! also i love the fact that the kids who stayed seated r ASHAMED. EMBARRASSED.

the ending shot. oihghgghgg. it was SUCH a choice to set it up this way and honestly i adore peter for making it. this shot is SOOOO UNCOMFORTABLE TO LOOK AT and i love it. when i first watched this i was like "uhm ok interesting choice putting todd between this kids legs but I GET IT. one of the biggest things i remember from the film classes i took is that the way u set up shots is sooo important narratively, and one way to rly push the narrative is the space around a character in a shot. for example! if u have a character on screen surrounded by a TON of negative space then it rly emphasises how alone/ isolated they are. on the other end of the spectrum (the todd spectrum), if you surround a character in a shot with other objects or obstructions, like todd and this kids legs, then it rly emphasises how trapped and confined they are. looking at this makes me feel like. claustrophobic almost, like it's genuinely a bit harder to breathe looking at it. TODD IS STILL TRAPPED IN THAT SCHOOL. YES HE STOOD ON THE DESK AND YES HE NOW HAS THE MOTIVATION TO BE MORE CONFIDENT BC OF NEIL BUT HE! IS STILL! TRAPPED THERE!

more on todd since im on a roll here.

i was also gonna add that we dont rly talk about todd personality wise outside of poetry and anxiety but then i realised, what else is there? we dont really see much about him as a person outside of that, and i think thats the point! todd is constantly overshadowed by his brother, we know that, but i dont think we realise HOW MUCH that ties in with his entire character. quite honestly, outside of poetry and anxiety, ALL we have surrounding todd is his brother and his achievements. and of course! that makes sense! his parents want him to be just like his brother, they dont care about who he is as a person. UGH.

the desk set scene rly is the most insight we'll get into todds actual personality and desires imo, and thats what kills me. he wants a car!!!! get this boy a car!!!!!!!!! we rly see him start to open up before neils death and i wouldve LOVED to get to know todd when he's actually in a place to be himself!! but of course we never got that! sobs.

anywho. thats all i have for now. PLEASE share ur thoughts if u have any pls pls pls. encouraging discussion!! i love love love hearing about the specifics nd stuff, theres soooo much to pick apart abt this movie so i wanna hear everyones thoughts.

[n3tworksucks]

Can you write hc for Carl dating a girl (or enby) person who is bisexual? Or just any hcs with Carl (he is so fine in his uniform)

HEYYY (ik I've been gone for like... more than 3 months maybe💀 my bad but I didnt forget yall and my writings kinda rusty and can't promise I won't dissappear again lol BUT LIKE YALL SHOULD TALK TO ME IN MY INBOX OR SOMETHING LIKE ASK ME STUFF)

warnings;like none probably one swear word

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hmm

so if you came out before yall started dating I feel like he wouldn't really care or just ask stupid questions about it.

but if you came out whilst you were dating hed probably be more cautious at first.

I mean hes glad you found out who you are and who you like and shit.

but his number one thing though is you and Debbie. he can't help it.

hed get a little nosey when it comes you you and her hanging out or girls day or something like that.

and he knows and trusts you enough to know you'd never do that especially with his sister but then again he just can't help the feeling.

I mean he knows you're not gay and thats most of the reassurance he needs💀

but away from Debbie hed probably still ask stupid questions.

like if yall are watching TV or something and you tell him you can't choose between the guy or the girl hed probably look at you with a look then back at the TV lol

but I don't feel like you both would like talk about hot girl celebrities together or something, or if you do I cant see him being the one to start the conversation.

but there's also moments where hed be messing around and say hed watch you make out with another girl and call it hot.

thats just carl.

but I think hed just let it be and wouldn't make it a whole thing in the relationship. i just think it doesn't really matter to him who or what you love.

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

hiii i’m sorry i actually can’t remember if i sent this before or not😭could you maybe write smth with eddie getting an innocent reader high for the first time? <3

(hi angel !! u havent sent this before so <33 hope u enjoy!! *sorry if this kinda sucks i wrote it at like three am KDSJF)) (also i wrote about her smoking for the first time but i didnt touch much on her getting high really.. if u want me to write just that lmk!!)

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eddie originally invited u over to his trailer because he mentioned how he was failing math and needed ur help studying. of course, you complied, wanting to help him (and spend time with him as youve had a crush on him for months) (and of course he didnt actually want ur help studying, he just used that as an excuse to hangout with u as he has had a crush on u for a good two years).

but now, after helping him study for a good hour, he declared he needed a break. this break included him playing some of the most intense music youve ever heard posing as 'background music' whilst he smoked a rolled blunt.

he asked you if u were comfortable with him smoking in the same room as you, and because u were a curious creature (never being around any sort of drug), you nodded, saying you were fine with it.

eddie thought you were odd, in a good way of course. god, he wanted you so badly..but he didnt want to scare you off. he knew how sensitive you were to certain things. so when you sat right down in front of him as he smoked, staring at him with gloriously curious doe eyes, watching him take a drag from his joint--he was surprised to say the very least.

eddie watches the way youre eyeing the joint between his plush lips as he inhales, eyes squinting slightly as he looks at you sitting across from him on his bed; kneeling on his mattress--hands folded in your lap politely n ur eyes full of wonder but hesitancy as u chew on ur lower lip. you watch the metalhead blow the smoke from his mouth, an arm behind his head as he lies back against his pillows.

"you wanna try?" he asks, holding the joint out to you as he blows the smoke up in the air. he can feel the way your eyes trace his movements.

you giggle nervously, flustered. "o-oh, uhm, i dunno.. 've never tried such things before!"

thats something else eddie loved about you.

when you got shy you talked like some sort of disney princess.

he smirks, amused. his eyes are half lidded n red as he swipes his tongue along the fat of his bottom lip.

"c'mon.." his voice is playful. "'see the way ur eyein' it, princess.. i'll help you through it, dont worry." eddie takes a small drag from the end of his blunt once more.

fuck, hes so high. and horny. high and horny. maybe not the greatest combo when the girl he's liked for years is sitting right in front of him looking so..soft and beautiful.

does ur skin always glow this vibrantly?

"i just--'ve never done stuff like this. what if i act funny?" your lips form into a pout, concern lacing in ur features.

why did you have to be so cute and irresistable?

"'s okay, angel. promise i wont judge..could never judge a sweet girl like you," his praise makes you preen as you blush. "c'mon, come sit next to me, ill talk ya through it, mk?"

you nod, butterflies fluttering in ur tummy. besides the heavy smell of weed, eddie smelled so yummy to you. he was addicting to be around.

you sat next to him on his bed, pulling ur skirt down a bit as you get comfortable.

"now, just put ur lips around the end and inhale, okay? u might cough a bit but it'll go away," eddie brings the lit joint to ur glossed lips as ur eyes round with inexperience. the metalhead maintains eye contact with u as u inhale sharply, immediately bending forward and coughing as he pats ur back. "'s okay, princess, ur okay.." his ringed fingers rub ur back as u struggle to breathe.

a few seconds pass and u feel better. ur head is light but heavy.

"wanna try again? should've probably told u to inhale slowly..forget u dont know much about this stuff." he tucks a loose strand of hair behind ur ear and u feel ur heart speed.

u nod. "yes, please!"

eddie smiles gently at your eagerness. "alright, sweet girl, remember..nice n easy, okay? inhale gently and slowly."

you nod a bit as he brings the joint to ur lips. his left hand rubs up and down your right arm comfortingly. that act alone makes the butterflies that once only fluttered inside ur belly swirl into a storm.

eddie watches ur lips as u inhale slowly.

"good, baby.. nice n easy, okay? doin' so good.." his voice is so soft and gentle as he tenderly squeezes ur arm as u blow the smoke from ur lips.

u giggle when done, clapping excitedly before you're hit with a wave of tranquility.

eddie smiles. "u okay, honey?"

u smile back.

u were more than okay.

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

Hi,i hope you're doing great, i was wondering if you're still taking requests? If so could you do Jean as a famous band member? Like headcannons or smth.

I think he's very happy when his partner goes to his shows but he prefers if they're backstage to make sure they're safe, that he writes songs about them, that he soft launched their relationship and stuff like that.

Let me know what you think! And thanks you,please take care of you and drink water

a/n: thank you i love you, u better drink sum water too! <3 rockstar jean i need u

jean kirstein is so so so famous but sometimes he forgets just how famous he is. he has all this money and wants to spoil you, take you to nice fancy restaurants and stuff. however, you two are constantly interrupted by fans, paparazzi, etc

instead of not going out to eat, he decides he can just rent the restaurant for the night. he tips very generously.

jean never forces you to come to his shows, he knows how tiring it can be, going from one to the next. when you do come (which is almost always), you're often placed back stage or in the row in front of the stage, separated from the crowd by barriers.

he's wishing for the day where you'll let him bring you on stage but you're just too shy.

there wasn't really any soft-launching your relationship. he didn't feel the need to. you were his girl and he wanted the world to know. he wasn't worried about your safety either because he promised to always have you near him or with a bodyguard.

the fans surprisingly took a strong liking to you. he always teases that they like you more than they like him.

he so wears guyliner. after his shows, it's always smudged and he looks so sexy.

absolutely writes songs about you and he always announces that they're about his girlfriend right before he performs them.

he would totally postpone a show if you needed him. he loves his fans and never wants to disappoint them, but you will always come first.

jean brings you on tour with him. he wanted you there, but more importantly, he needed you there. he'd fall apart without you, his rock.

you're his number one fan and he finds it so cute when he catches you listening to his songs by yourself. "baby, you know i sing that right? why didnt you just ask me to sing it for you?"

oh man look it’s my jean x reader fanfiction again right here

[nicosraf]

You inspire me…. Any advice for writing books ?

!! I'm honored u get a little inspiration from me! That's very sweet of you.

I struggle with advice because I've only written about 5 books and published... two-ish. (An old fanfic and ABM, which as you know is basically fanfic). But I think I have some specific advice since I'm revising right now and have a lot of thoughts... Here is what works for me (!):

Outline. I know it sucks but... please try it. (Or you'll end up like GRRM).

Draft without going back to read what you wrote, or at least don't read your unfinished manuscript in full. You will want to edit it. Don't edit it. Yes it sounds bad; yes you used the same word 8 times in a paragraph by accident; yes you can see a major plot hole. Don't fix it yet, maybe write it down somewhere so you don't forget to fix it later. You need to avoid editing while drafting or you will never finish the draft. This is the biggest advice I can give anyone, especially if you haven't written your first book yet.

Give each character a strong backstory, even if it never shows up in the plot. Sounds obvious but sometimes I have to remind myself of this.

Give your characters friendships, not just romantic relationships. Include tender scenes with friends.

A lot of writing is tedious and boring. Drafting is hard, editing is hard. You have to be disciplined. But finding motivation is also hard. Don't motivate yourself using the dream of a fanbase or the dream of becoming famous. You're setting yourself up to be hurt. (Not because any of that is impossible but because achieving it in the way that you dream is virtually impossible.) Motivate yourself using something more personal, if you can.

Re-do your outline after you draft. Why? Because you probably changed things while you drafted, you probably made some stuff up on the spot, character dynamics changed, etc. A new outline is good because you can see the story you actually wrote, which is helpful for editing for plot cohesion, moving scenes, adding and removing stuff.

Your draft is going to be bad. Don't freak out. Drafts are always bad. You're going to want to analyze the hell out of it though. What did you plan, what did you write, what worked, what didnt work, what themes are on the page, what themes should you remove, what themes should you amplify.

When editing a scene isn't working, rewrite it entirely. Yes it's more work. You'll be much happier though, I promise.

The first to second revisions should be for plot and characters and pacing; these should take the longest and be the most difficult. The last third to fourth revision should be about prose. Don't focus on prose when you're trying to fix the plot.

Let characters fuck up unforgivably.

Consider your audience heavily when you edit, but don't consider them when you draft.

I've given this advice before but when it comes to plot devices/objects, you want to give each device a moment of introduction, a moment where it's recalled, and a moment of use. (Ex. A knife is introduced in chapter 1, its mentioned again casually in chapter 7, then it's used to kill someone in chapter 14.) This is mostly to give each object its own arc that feels satisfactory but ur the boss about what works best.

Kill all your characters, but not physically (unless you want to). Make them change so much that, by the end, they would barely recognize who they were at the start.

This is book advice for the type of books that I've written. Things are very different if you're writing, say, contemporary romance, but I think this list is pretty general !! I hope it helps. Good luck!!

[shreddeddescent]

i feel like sharing this snippet from ages ago that came from a timeline of events that no longer make sense? but like... this is the beginning of mikey seeing raph as mom stuff in everything ive written. like its possibleeee i could go back and implement this whole story again buttt its not very good as a whole, but still had some good scenes in it.

so this would be the 'raph was rescued from the bad thing' timeline. the 'raph and leo spent the night out trauma dumping in the van' timeline. they got home the next morning n got groundedddddd. but not before they got some fuckin mcdonalds (mikeys mad he didnt get any). and then raph got in a fight w donnie cuz donnie was worried about where the fuck they went all night. that whole thing kinda sent him into another dissociative state, one he wants to go apologize to donnie for but leos like 'nope youve been through shit youre in baby mode im big brother today i got it'. thats all the context i think you need? this parts really the only thing im tryina share from it.

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Leo opened the bathroom door, leading Raph out into the living room. He saw Mikey on the couch practising his crochet and he smiled.

Perfect.

“Mikey?” Leo called out as he marched Raph to stand in front of him.

Mikey looked up, he pouted a little. He still seemed mad about the fast food.

“Mikey can I trust you with a very important mission?”

Mikeys pout immediately turned into a determined grin and he sat up straight and saluted.

“What’s the mission, sir?”

Leo pushed Raph to sit beside him on the sofa.

“Your mission is simple. Keep Raph cozy and safe. Protect him with your life! Do you understand?”

Mikey grinned, bouncing on his knees. “Yes sir! On it sir!”

Raph looked up at Leo in disbelief, shaking his head slightly.

Leo smirked and saluted the two of them before he went to enter their bedroom and talk to Donnie.

Raph sighed and slumped back into the sofa, he was still draped in the biggest fluffiest towel they owned, which left him unable to move his arms.

Mikey began fluffing the pillows around him, trying to tuck him in. When he was satisfied he lay another pillow against Raph’s lap so he could lay down with his head against him. He looked up at his big brother with big eyes.

“Comfortable?”

Raph sighed sarcastically and gave him a lopsided grin. “Yes, thank you, you’ve saved me from so much pain and discomfort! My hero.”

Mikey beamed and picked his crotchet hook back up, fiddling with it. Raph watched him loop and unloop yarn, it seemed therapeutic.

“How are you?” Raph asked him.

“Me? I’m fine! I’m still mad you went out without me though. Mean.”

“We’ll take you next time, I promise.”

“You better. And I want an ice cream after.”

“No happy meal?”

Mikey pouted up at him. “I’m not a baby.”

“Of course, my bad. We’ll get you one black coffee.”

That made him scrunch up his face. “You know caffeine is no good for me.”

Raph rolled his eyes. He knew very well that that would set Mikey's heart rate racing. He used to drink it sometimes, but it turned out it didn’t agree with him.

“I was joking.”

“Well! Sometimes you forget stuff.” He reached up to boop his nose.

“Mikey, I could never ever forget something as important as what keeps you safe.”

Mikey rolled his eyes and booped him again. “Yes Mom, I know.”

Raph blinked. He looked down at him with his brows knitted together.

“You don’t even call Mom that.”

His brother sat up, looking at him somewhat seriously. “I mean. She’s not, really. I know you and Leo remember her from before, but me and Donnie don’t.”

Raph knew all that. “But she’s still our mom.”

Mikey waved his hand around as if to say ‘kind of’. 

“She didn’t like… birth us. Or adopt us when we were young though, right? She was.. well she was Shredder’s wife. Shredder’s only technically our dad. And you guys say she took care of us like we were her kids. But if she left when I was 3 and came back when I was 9, is that my mom?”

Raph hadn’t really thought about that part.

“But she’s your mom now.” He tried.

He shrugged. “She feels more like an aunt or something to me. Like April. Like I love her? But as far as I think moms are supposed to work I don’t see her like that.”

Raph held back saying that made him ungrateful. It had hardly worked with Leo, it definitely wouldn’t work with Mikey.

“She changed your diapers.”

“So did you!”

Raph rolled his eyes and shook his head. “No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did! When I used to wet the bed, don’t you remember?”

Raph tried to wrack his brain. He vaguely remembered Mikey at maybe five years old. Them all waking up to him crying and no adults entering the room. He remembered needing to calm him down, and finding a supply of old diapers in the closet. He didn’t remember changing him, just letting him sleep in his bed that night.

“I mean… I sort of remember something like that happening once.”

“It was more than once. I did it like on and off for months.”

Raph frowned at him. “I’m sorry, I really don’t remember…”

“That’s why I said you’re forgetful.” Mikey leaned up to flick him in the forehead.

He pouted and eyed his brother curiously. “Still, just cuz you don’t remember her doesn’t make her not your mom.”

Mikey shrugged and lay back down on his lap. “To be honest… whenever I think of what a mom is supposed to be I always picture you.”

Raph blinked, his eyes suddenly growing wet.

“You… what?”

Mikey hissed, looking up at him apologetically. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t call you that, should I?“ His eyes grew wide when he noticed tears rolling down his cheeks, and he sat up quickly, grabbing his brother's face. “Oh no! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that! Oh man, I’m really failing my mission now.”

Raph shook his head, sniffling and pulling his arms out from inside the towel to rest his hands on top of Mikey’s.

“No… no it’s fine, Mikey. I.. ugh, this will sound weird, but I don’t mind being called mom at all…”

Mikey pouted and kept holding his face. “Then why are you crying?”

Raph sniffled and laughed and looked into Mikey's eyes.

“Because that made some… weird part of my brain happy. That made me so happy I cried.”

Mikey whined and wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, hugging him close. “I’m sorry! You’re welcome!? I-I don’t know what to say!”

Raph sniffed back a laugh as he pressed his face into Mikey's plastron, hugging him back.

“I’m sorry, it’s hormonal I think.” He pulled Mikey back and sat him to rest against him on the sofa again so he could look down at him, arm draped over his shell. “If you felt like I was your mom for real I would say I feel proud of that, but also sorry you didn’t have a real one. But I love you all the same, little brother.”

Mikey stared up at him with big emotional eyes, his lower lip trembling.

“I-I love you too! Stop crying!” He wiped his own face sympathetically.

Raph just laughed, closing his eyes and letting the tears fall free. “I can’t help it!”

Mikey whined pathetically. “Leo put me in charge of you being happy and you keep crying!”

Raph smiled and let out a deep rumbly churr. Something in him sensed it was parental in nature.

Mikey chirped back and hugged him around his middle, pressing his cheek to his chest, letting the rumble comfort him.

“Do… you want me to call you mom now?” He asked.

He laughed softly and rubbed his back. “Do you want to call me Mom?”

“I-I don’t know! It’s weird!” Mikey whined and nuzzled against him.

“How about only if you want me to cry. Bust it out if I need it, maybe. It can be your secret weapon.”

Mikey smiled and let out a happy chirp. “Okay.”

The bedroom door finally opened, and Leo stepped out. He eyed his brothers and smiled softly, pressing his hand to his chest. 

“Aw! Look at you two.”

Raph rubbed his eyes with his free hand and took a deep breath, trying to keep himself from crying more. He glanced at Leo and tilted his head curiously, gesturing with a nod to where Donnie was.

Leo looked back in the room and stepped out of the way.

Donnie came marching out, heading straight towards Raph and Mikey, and looked up at Raph with an apologetic frown.

Raph just stared at him back, waiting for him to say something.

But instead of saying anything Donnie just wrapped his arms around his neck and gave him a hug.

Raph was stunned. He didn’t know how to react. Donnie had never hugged him, he just wasn’t the touchy feely kind. He especially didn’t think he’d do anything like this after how angry he seemed earlier. What in the world did Leo say to him?

He carefully wrapped his free arm around his other little brother and held him gently, not wanting to frighten him off.

Donnie then climbed on top of the couch and hugged him tighter, mirroring Mikey's pose.

Raph was choked up, a baby brother in each arm, he couldn’t remember ever feeling so warm, so loved.

Then Leo sauntered up behind him and leaned over, wrapping his arms around his chest and leaning his head on top of his.

And he just started sobbing.

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theeeee donnie conversation is less fun, more csa conversations happening, just donnie kind of putting some pieces together and feeling the need to make raph feel loved afterwards.

but! thats as far as this timeline went. but obvs this piece of it with mikey has kept coming up.

[activesplooger]

Progress Update on some WIPS! + teasers! :) | Doe!Reader x Alastor SMUT | Help Me: Part 3 Vox x Assistant!Reader | His New Obsession: Reader x Yandere!Vox

a few days ago i posted a screenshot of some WIPS, and i thought I’d give a progress update! + teasers! i promise im working on everything guys i just want everything to be quality :) ive also been quite busy so, yeah!

Doe!Reader x Alastor SMUT 1/2 DONE

About halfway done! Maybe a lil less than halfway? So far I’ve gotten a lot of the exposition out of the way and im starting to get onto the dirty little smutty part ;) its taking awhile bc ive been busy ALSOO smut is hard asf to write and writing deer themed smut is even harder! lmao guys the amount of deer mating season research ive done is crazy im definitely on some type of watch list now bc of my weird search history lol. I’ve gotten a lot done though! Should be out soon, I’ll let you guys know when itll be out when I get more of it done! A teaser is on my page if u wanna see it!

Help Me: Part 3 Vox x Assistant!Reader

i dont rlly have an exact fraction amount for how much is done lol. i promise i didnt forget about it guys 🙏 i have the whole story pretty much planned out! all the scenes and stuff i want to include (+ the ending duh) are all written down! perchance ill do a bigger teaser tmrw idk sometime this wknd maybeee. I have all the scenes planned out and ik how the whole story is gonna go i just have to articulate it into words and spice it up! :) stay tuned!!

teaser!:

“The Vee's empire grew exponentially and are now the three top overlords in hell. You still worked for Vox, however, your job description changed over the next few years. A lot changed over the next few years…. You went from being introduced as “This is Y/N, my friend and assistant!” to “This is an employee of mine, she won’t be a bother.”.”

this whole paragraph is subject to change, i wouldve done a bigger teaser but im just so unsure about the other paragraphs i might literally delete it all and redo them and i dont wanna edge u guys like that lol.

His New Obsession: Reader x Yandere!Vox

OK THIS ONES SO RANDOM BUT LEMME COOK LMAO. this one has SO MUCH BUT ITS NOT EVEN CLOSE LOL. its gonna be like pretty smutty i think like toxic sweater electrocute my fukin pussy type smut. its gonna be a big one bc im trying not to make it into different parts but that might change. its gonna be a fat minute till it comes out im just chipping away at it every once in awhile 4 fun! :))

teaser!:

“Yes, dear,” Vox gestures to Papermint standing idly in a corner, “This one over here will also be my assistant. You’ll handle the more personal needs of mine while Papermint handles more business related needs.”

“I see…”

Vox, completely entranced by you, puts your resume down and extends a hand out to you across the desk, “Well, that’s all I really need! Congratulations! You got the job!”. Winning sound effects could be heard from Vox’s speakers as he congratulates you.

“Oh! I-Is that it..? No questions..?”

“Nope, I’ve seen enough- Actually, what size are you?”

“Uh… Why?”

“For your uniform, of course!”

(this is also subject to change btw! im slowly doing it its just kind of a fun lil random thing i like to do when i need a break or just feel like it)

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stay tuned folks! if u wanna be tagged for any of these lmk in the replies!

[gorefreaklintjrwi]

heyy o/

can i hear abt some of ur ocs if you have any? C:

OHHHH MY OCS............................

THE PIRATES!!!!!! KIERAN MY LITTLE GUY MY SILLY LITTLE GUY WHO HATES HIMSELFFFF PIRATE CAPTAIN WHO HATES HIMSELF FOR SOMETHING OUT OF HIS CONTROLLLL (VAMPIRISM) AND ALSO TRANSGENDER

AIDYN THE GIRL.......... SHE IS SO COOL SHE IS SO DOG CODED WILL DO ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING FOR THE PEOPLE SHE LOVES BEFORE TAKING CARE OF HERSELF.................

AMARYLLIS SUNPETAL WILL RISK HER LIFE OVER AND OVER AND OVER IF IT MEANS HER REMAINING CHILDREN WILL BE OKAY. SHE DOES NOT WANT TO LOSE ANYONE ELSE AND GOD SHE NEEDS A HUG.

ENTER: SYLVIA GOLDLEAF. XE IS AN AROACE QUEEN🔥🔥 CLERIC LADY FROM THE SKY CITY........... FALLEN WINDWRAITHS MY BELOVED AGGUGUGHH SHE IS SOOO COOL SHE ALSO THINKS THAT WITHOUT HER LITTLE MAGIC GEM SHE'D BE USELESS SO THATS FUN (she realizes how strong xe really is later)

OHHHHH MAGGIE MY SILLY LITTLE GUYYYYY WHO'S BEEN TOLD THAT THEY WOULD BE NOTHING THEIR ENTIRE LIFE AND FINALLY FEELS LIKE A PERSON WHO HAS A REASON BUT ALSO FEELS LIKE WITHOUT THAT. IF THEY CAN'T PROVIDE AND WORK. THAT NO ONE WOULD CARE ABOUT HIM. GOD. NORMAL ABOUT MY OCS I PROMISE

CLIFF................. OHHHH THE FISH THE FISH THE FISHHHHHHHH SHE WAS TRAINED TO BE A KNIGHT AND JUST WANTS TO FORGET EVERYTHING BECAUSE THEY DIDNT HAVE A CHOICE GROWING UP AND THATS ALL THEY EVER WANTED........ A CHOCIUE IN LIFE......... CLIFF MY GIRLLLLLL OUUGHHHHHHH HER FAMILY HATES HER NOWW BUT ITS OKAY THEY HATE THEM TOO🔥🔥🔥 SHE IS NEVER GOING BACKKKK

ALSO SPARROW AND ASPEN. AMARYLLIS' CHULDRENNNN THEY MAKE ME SO SICK. THEY MAKE ME SICK. ASPEN HAS A THIRST FOR ADVENTURE AND WANTS TO EXPLORE AND SEE THE WORLD AND SPARROW HAS A THIRST FOR KNOWLEDGE AND WANTS TO KNOW EVERYTHING THAT HE CAN AND JUST. AUGH. OHHH THEY MAKE ME SICK.......... SPARROW NEVER WANTED TO BE A PIRATE, ASPEN GREW UP TO BE A CAPTAIN

NO IDEA IF THIS IS EVEN COMPREHENSIBLE I GET ASKED ABOUT MY OCS AND I BLACK OUT theres more too but these guys are the main ones (sylvia also has a sister but i'd have to explain like all the lore about windwraiths and the wingless and stuff and im kind of eepy honesrly)

[elly99]

us without me IV: new jeans

A story series from the perspective of Mia (fem!Reader/OC) as she goes through her memories and recounts falling in love with her best friend in high school, Minji. She suffers in silence until she breaks and it all comes crashing down.

Part 4 of 7. Check here for more details. Reading previous parts for context is encouraged. CW for language.

“Mia-ya,” she calls from behind her locker door.

“Mmm?”

“You wanna do something this weekend?”

“I dunno. Just relax, I guess.”

“You don’t wanna do something together?” She closes her locker, revealing her face pouting at you.

There were so many things you wanted to do together. But you bury those ideas under the books you stuff into your own locker.

“Did you have something in mind?”

“Nothing in particular. Just something with you.”

Fucking hell.

“Well, I think I need new jeans. Help me pick out some?”

You catch her smiling to herself.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She giggles. “I’ll tell you later.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“I’ll tell you later!”

“김민지 이상하다.”

Before closing your locker you notice a tiny bear sticker on the door.

“How did this get here? We’re only a month in and you’ve already started vandalizing my locker?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, bro.”

“Is this why you were laughing at me?”

“No, no! But I will admit it’s funny how you only noticed it now. And also how easy it was to guess your code.”

“Wait, yeah! How the fuck did you know?”

“Mia! No need to be so angry that your best friend knows you so well.”

It slowly dawns on you. “You remembered the date?”

“Of course! The day we got these,” she says, lifting her ring finger up to your face. “It was my idea after all.”

You look down at your own fingers. And you start to feel your sanity slowly slipping through them.

“To be fair, it did take me a couple of tries before I got it. But still… I know you’re sentimental like that, so it wasn’t hard.”

As she proudly struts away to the cafeteria you spot her applying lip balm - the same one you used.

You thought you’d buried it in your locker along with everything else but you find yourself powerless to stop the idea of kissing her making its way back into your mind as the lip balm touches her lips.

-

The smell of spring wafted in through the open bedroom window. You had your phone to text her in one hand and the chocolate bar she got you on the walk home in the other.

so we’re just going shopping tomorrow?

yeah unless u had something else u wanted to do

wanna watch a movie?

huh? i thought u didnt like movies

yeah but i just want to spend time with you and i know you like going to the cinema so

You admire the blue ring on your finger and laugh.

My girlfriend really likes me, doesn’t she?

As long as you had it on you could pretend. So you never took it off.

i just checked and there arent any movies showing rn that im interested in

wanna come sleep over at my place then? we can watch the movies we want

wow u really wanna spend time with me huh

you got a problem with that bro?

no its just ur being sweeter than usual idk

well i do have something really important to tell you and i just wanna spend the day together so we can talk about it

No, Mia. It can’t be what you think it is.

is this what u were being so secretive about earlier?

yeah

why so serious bro is everything ok?

yeah everything’s perfect! i just want to tell you in person

No. Fucking. Way.

why not now?

i’ll tell you tomorrow dw

you promise?

of course! i’ll pick you up at 10? or is that too early?

no im fine with it but i doubt youll wake up that early

you’re right 😖 i’ll just text you tomorrow

sure

okie good night mimi ily 💗

good night <3

Mia, there’s just no way. Calm down. You’re being silly. You’re being delusional. Stop it.

You start laughing again at the absurdity of the situation. At the fact you were even entertaining the thought. You laugh until tears start pooling in your eyes. Until you forget why you were laughing in the first place. Until the tears fall and you find yourself crying into the night.

-

i’m up

congrats on waking up before noon ig

hey i set an alarm just for you so you better be grateful

woah im so touched

we have a date today so i better be on time right? 😊

Damn it, Minji.

does that mean youll be here soon?

yeah in 30

cool

It was 11:10. You’d gotten ready to go two hours ago. But she didn’t need to know that. She didn’t need to know that you were dying to know what it was she wanted to tell you.

hey i miss you

What the fuck?

bro whats up ur never this clingy

sorry i’m just really happy

about what?

you’ll see

It was 11:11. You wish for what you’d always wished for. You knew there was no point but with her being like this and your ring still on your finger, the line between fantasy and reality had never been more blurred.

-

Waiting outside your front door, you see her approaching from down the street. Even at that distance you could see the radiant smile she was giving you.

Often you wondered what life would have been like had you not moved in just down the street from her. Had you not gone to the same school. What if the universe didn’t give you so many opportunities to get close to each other? Why did it have to give you so many reasons to fall for her? But you had no choice. This was your life now. The girl you called your best friend, the one standing in front of you, was the person you so desperately loved.

“굿모닝.”

“It’s not morning anymore. You’re late.”

“미안!” You’re reminded that every apology would sound like your name. “But I’m here now. Let’s go.”

“Don’t you have something to tell me first?”

“Later. Over dinner.” Her smile was cheeky. Teasing.

“We have dinner plans?”

“Yup. My treat.”

Your heart trips over its own beats.

“Bro, it should be my turn.”

“Mia, no. This one’s important to me.”

Then it starts to scream as it hits the ground.

“My god, Min, what’s this about?”

“Don’t worry about it! Let’s just go get your new jeans first.”

She starts laughing again and you still don’t know why.

-

“Minji! No way!” you exclaim, shopping bags filled with clothes in one hand, her hand in the other as she tugs you along to a familiar part of the mall.

She just smiles and sticks her tongue out.

“This place is expensive!”

“But it’s your favorite. So it’s where we’re going.”

“Minjiii,” you whine.

“Hey, if you really cared about me spending too much you wouldn’t have such expensive taste. You left me no choice, to be honest.”

“Bro!”

For the first time in a while you’re laughing together. For a reason you both knew.

“For real, though, Mia. It’s fine! It’s my treat, so don’t worry about it.”

“You’re so sweet, Min.”

As if that needed further confirmation, she pulls out a chair for you.

“Mia! Are you blushing?”

“What? No!” You quickly cover your face with your hands. Your ring smiles a devilish smile as you bring it close.

“Don’t fall in love, bro,” she says teasingly. But it was way too late for that.

“What do you mean? I’m just excited for the food.”

“Sure.”

With that one word her expression changes. You couldn’t quite parse it. But you convinced yourself that there was something about her face that told you that she knew. And there was nothing more terrifying.

-

As your meal comes to a close and the night slows down she finally says it.

“Mia.”

“Minji.”

“I have something to tell you.”

“I know.” Your voice falters as your heartbeats quicken. You clear your throat to hide it. “Just tell me already.”

She leans over the table, looking straight into your eyes with something like anxiousness in hers.

“I’m… I’m debuting in July.”

In that moment, as your pounding chest comes to a crashing halt, there was no greater dissonance than wanting to be happy for your best friend but being disappointed that she didn’t want to be more than that. Being excited for her future but being bitter that her future wasn’t you.

Then came rage. Fury. The dissonance between expecting, wanting, praying for her to confess and knowing that that was just a puerile, selfish fantasy you conjured for yourself. “You’re being silly again,” is what she would have said. You were so angry and there was no one else to blame but you.

“Bro, I’m so happy for you!” you strain. “All that hard work’s finally paying off!”

“Thanks, Mia,” she says softly.

“I don’t even know why you were worried you wouldn’t debut! You’re so talented. It was always gonna happen. I’m so proud of you, Min!”

“Thank you,” she repeats with her eyes.

“So, what’s the name of your group?”

She laughs once more and you finally understand why.

“NewJeans.”

“Oh my god, no wonder.”

“But don’t tell anyone, ok?”

“Of course, bro. Why would you even think I’d tell anyone?” you ask a little more aggressively than you’d like, still barely controlling your anger. Thankfully, she doesn’t notice.

“Just making sure.”

“How many songs do you have?”

“Four. And, yeah, we’ll be filming our music videos in Spain.”

“Oh, wow!” You wonder how much longer you could hide it. How much longer until she realizes you were faking it. “When are you leaving?”

“Next week. Which is why I wanted to spend time with you this weekend.”

“Wait, will you be gone for your birthday, then?”

“Yeah…”

“Oh.” You struggle to find words to say as your anger is replaced by sadness. “I’ll miss you…”

“I’m sorry! I’ll miss you, too! I promise we’ll spend lots of time together when I get back.”

“But I’m sure you’ll be really busy even then. Even more when you debut…”

“Let’s not worry about it yet, Mia! I’m still here. And I’m just happy to be with you now.”

“Me, too.” You smile weakly.

“I’ll just go pay, ok? I’ll be right back, then we can talk more about it at home. We have all night anyway!”

“Thanks, Min. For the food. For today. For everything.”

“Aww, bro, you sound so sad!” she says as she stands up. You look up at her from your chair. Seeing your hand on the table, she gently wraps hers around it and you hear the subtle clink of your rings as they touch. “I’m still here, ok? I always will be.”

You don’t take your eyes off her as she walks away. And they remain glued to her in forbidden admiration as she returns. Every time you looked at her there was always a part of you that wanted to just rush over to her and tell her everything. That she was your everything. Your first love. Now, knowing the world would soon fall in love with her, too - because you knew everyone would - that part of you wanted to keep her all to yourself.

Then there was the part of you just happy to see her. To have her in your life. Because she did make you happy. She always tried her best to put a smile on your face. She was an angel like that and today was further proof of it. And her smile - the same one you could see on her face now as she approached you - it made you feel safe. Like things were going to be alright. There was a strange, counterintuitive comfort you found in it, knowing that, even if she didn’t know your pain, she’d be there for you. She thought the world of you. She loved you like no one else could. Just not in that way. And you were happy with that. You’d have to be.

“가자.”

At the sound of her soft voice your sadness gives way to resignation. You remind yourself that it wasn’t her fault she couldn’t give you what your heart yearned for. And in doing so, you could finally, truly be happy for her.

With your hand hidden from her in your pocket, you slip your ring off with your thumb as she takes you home.

[soubeomies]

୨୧ "YOU DONT LOVE ME ANYMORE."

part one ★ part two

⤷ PAIRING﹕ taesan x gn!reader

⤷ WARNINGS ﹕none, just breaking up (?) stuff shdjfhd </3

⤷ GENRE﹕angst

⤷ AUTHOR'S NOTE﹕ive never written angst before.. this definitely is not the best but i guess its a start? pls give feedback ily

⤷ SYNOPSIS ﹕you and taesan had been fighting lately, though he was a coward and didnt want to let you loose.

loose - daniel caesar 

︶꒷꒦︶ ๋࣭ ⭑

the two of you have been going at this for awhile now. at this point, the argument has escalated from what it started from. you dont even remember what started all this screaming and arguing. lately the two of you have been arguing more than usual, you guys even fought about something as small as taesan forgetting to do the dishes. at this point, everything you did for eachother felt like a chore just so you wouldnt get mad at one another.

you dont even know if hes even inlove with you anymore, you even realize he had stopped being as busy as he used to in the studio writing songs while thinking about you, you dont even remember the lsat time you’ve walked in on him writing yet another love song for you, hell, you dont even remember the last time you’ve stopped by the studio to bring him food as his beloved girlfriend. though, can you even continue calling yourself that? does he even want to stay with you? on the other hand, it hurt taesan to see your guys’ relationship slowly fall apart. he knows he can just end things, any time. plus, its the best for the two of you, so why is he just being a coward? holding onto you because he didnt want to cut you loose.

well, as of right now, the argument is getting worse. you’re in tears, and raising your voices at one another. after awhile of arguing back and forth, it was quiet. the quiet atmosphere only broken by the sounds of your sniffling. “you dont love me anymore, taesan.” you muttered shakily, your voice slightly breaking apart at the thought of him not being inlove with you anymore. “i do love you, y/n. but it feels like everything we do just turns into an argument.” he stated, trying to sound calm but inside.. all he wanted to do was pull you close and tell you its okay.

“you’re right. why are you being a coward and holding onto me, taesan..” you said to him. you didnt even want to say it, but you cant help but feel that if the two of you ended things.. everything would be better. yeah, it would take time to heal.. but you wouldnt have to worry about arguing and bickering back and forth with taesan just for it to end with you crying yourself to sleep. “im sorry, y/n. i know i promised you the world. i promised that i’d continue writing songs for you, i promised i’d be there for you forever. but just with everything going on.. it feels impossible to hold up this relationship with you..” he said, his voice starting to break as he didnt even dare to make eyecontact with you anymore.

you went to grab your bag as you wiped your tears. “dont talk to me till’ you get things sorted out, taesan.” you said firmly as you left his apartment, holding back the waterfall of tears that ended up flowing down your rosy cheeks as you closed the door behind you. leaving him to stand there, not knowing what to do or say. he just blankly stared into nothing as he mumbled to himself. “i still do love you.. y/n.”

[lisa-russell]

3. Lost, Lonely, Numb and Broken. Heard, Feel, Warm and Free.

Born different, hearts full of music, thoughts focused on a different beat.

They grew up, watching their world slowly crumble and crack, the lights going out with each breath.

Rigid rules, miltary might, they are taught to only fight. They did not heed what was being taught, their hearts set on a different thought. Class was a drag, a bore, they hated this life that was forced on them.

Outcast and rebel did their brothers and sisters whisper, they where left alone, their role was one many could ignore. But there rose star whose smartness caught attention. Marina Ida many would mention. This gal, was kind and true, she tried her best and ended up befriending them.

Low in rank was they, compared to the genuis of her. They watched with somberness as she rose, going farther and farther from them. Lost and tired they sought shelter in music, a haven from their grey reality.

One day she was just gone, leaving them behind. Their hearts did cry, did you forget me? Alone I am now, my only friend gone with the wind. Their home, that dome, turned darker and colder, they could not stand to stay any longer.

They followed after the rumors passed through the ranks of a place one could the promised land. They crawled and traveled and reached a strange place, where life seemed colder, and what existed was even odder. Riding a train they wondered what was left in life for them?

Lonely they was, hearts heavy with loss, lost in deep and darkening thoughts. They end up at a strange station, and meet a telephone. It spoke and gave them an offer. They accepted not knowing the lie they where sold, that they given up their soul.

Years passed as they do, they made music as promised, but who they once where is lost. Skin now green, emotions numb, thier focus on music that telephone ordered from them. No thoughts to trouble their hearts, no pain to feel or tears to shed.

But as all things do when asleep, they must awaken. So they where by a shout, that shook their entire body. A yell of defiance and sheer force, it awoke them only a little but enough to make them feel.

Time passes trapped in a strange trance, they wake once more..

Finding themselves in a place of bleached coral and no colour in sight. They also find themselves feeling and free, overwhelmed by what they had los so long ago. They steady themsleves and explore entiring the strange spire, unaware of what would transpire.

Creatures of black ink attacked them, injured and scared they ran the only shelter near them. An elevator made of cold steel, they rested tired and thoughts wondering and wandering.

The rest is history as we all know, they reunite with an old friend, experience a strange journey. Helping when they can, once it was over they where free, truely.

They could feel the light, the warmth of the sun. They no longer felt lonely and numb, for their hearts now sung, of warmth and freedom.

(If you didnt realize yet its about Acht, kinda got lazy around the side order stuff lol)

[faunsoda]

sbi ib au w wilbur as mary is a concept i cannot stop thinking abt, like i haven’t touched ib in years and i was more into smaller dynamics in sbi than sbi as a whole, but it makes me so insane. you’re a genius and i adore that au concept. techno as gary is also so much fun, i rlly liked the whole thing. also the art was SO nice, your style is very neat. if you have any more thoughts abt the au as a whole i’d love to hear them, but if not, just know i love the concept so much

WOOO i hear u, my favorite dynamics within sbi are crimeboys and bedrock bros (it really shows in this au) because i am a huge sucker for sibling dynamics. the remake for ib came out for switch recently so the childhood hyperfixation reawakened like a beast

i have so many thoughts in my brain let me drop these bad boys. infodump time.

my idea of a first meeting between techno and tommy! rather than having his rose stolen like garrys, its tommy stumbling in on techno getting cornered by one of the lady paintings. techno probably wouldve gotten out just fine eventually, maybe lost a few petals but tommy distracts the painting so he can escape unharmed! then theyre like 🤝 team up time

please ignore the shitty ooc dialogue everywhere ive just been getting ideas jotted down in my free time hehe. i imagine the dynamic between techno and wilbur in this au being pretty tense! techno is IMMEDIATELY suspicious/wary of wilbur & wilbur wants to leave with tommy, taking technos place. techno doesnt wanna be too protective of tommy because a) this is some kid he just met what does he care b) he doesnt really have any reason to be suspicious about wilbur because hes done literally nothing wrong so far hes just off so techno doesnt trust him

also philza as guertena means he doesnt show up like at all BUT i really liked the theory from a few years ago that part of marys dislike for garry stemmed from garry resembling guertena and her feeling like she’d been abandoned since i cant really imagine she can grasp the complete concept and weight of death. so i did have techno resemble philza a bit here (eg. emerald and stubble that i keep forgetting to draw-) which will probably be unmentioned in stuff i draw for this au because again philza wont show up much. so yeah ooh possible idea that wilbur might resent techno for that a little bit or just be like kind of annoyed by it. idk man im just sitting here.

i also did the three main endings! promise of reunion and together forever were kinda quick because i did not have time to properly draw and color them :,] but i found a neat brush and wanted to draw the forgotten portrait painting because ow. in my original drawings of this au tommy didnt have a green bandana but i decided to give him one as a stand in for the hankerchief ib carries! after all this ill probably do some redraws of moments from the game or try to reimagine the toy box since wilbur is notably not a child like mary is!

yeah hey that was probably like way more information about this au than anyone couldve wanted but B] if you have any thoughts about this au that differ from mine or if you just have thoughts in general id love to hear em! my brain is rotting. thanks for coming to my ted talk (and thank you for the ask, i am new to tumblr so this is my first ask yippee!!)

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I absolutely tagged you specifically cause I'm SO curious about the status of this fic sooo.. ghost files au 👻!! Whenever you're not busy with moving stuff 🥰

I DIDNT FORGET ABOUT THIS I PROMISE!!!!! ghost files au stalled REAL hard because i started it without properly outlining it first (i was SO excited to actually have writing inspiration for the first time in over a decade lol). i've known the ending from the start, it's really just what order to put everything in the middle that's making me freeze up. i might also have to resign myself to not switching off POVs every chapter like i wanted to, and see if that helps at all. maybe i should stick to eddie's until he actually sees chrissy for the first time, then switch? ANYWAY. i'm leaving a lot of the mechanics of how ghosts actually work vague on purpose because it's both easier and more fun for me that way, but the important part is that they're essentially like energy vampires. chrissy gets stronger/more visible the longer she's around eddie, but eddie eventually starts to get weaker 👀 aside from having plot reasons for this, i also thought it was kind of funny that it would mimic some symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning, which is what eddie thought was happening at first.

also, the thing that had eddie spooked so bad in the first chapter was that chrissy specifically said his name through the spirit box multiple times, possibly also mentioning corroded coffin/humming the song they played at the talent show? but i might leave that bit for when he goes back in a future chapter, haven't decided yet. and also he caught a glimpse of her in his solo segment - really clearly human-shaped, too, which is why he thought he was hallucinating, bc previously all the things steve claimed were ghosts showing up on film were like.....blobs and dust. & obv the reason his footage got corrupted is bc Real Actual Ghosts like chrissy mess with electronic stuff like that. OH SPEAKING OF WHICH, i think in this universe i want to have suzie design a lot of their equipment (with dustin as like....this definitely isnt the right term but like a "tech correspondent" who gets little segments they film back at home base where he explains everything for viewers, that they cut to during the show when steve and eddie use any of them). and any time eddie talks about the whole thing being kind of bullshit all the younger kids (who do....something lol) to be like "are you DOUBTING SUZIE??? SUZIE IS A GENIUS"