#i dont like switch if it wasnt obvious but i dont go around in the enstars tags talking abt

[starswallowingsea]

Also idk what the fuck anyone who says esupuri is overhyped is talking about. Do you expect happyele to do nothing at all with them? Like obviously theyre gonna hype up the new characters to get people excited there is no point in introducing new characters to the cast implying they'll get a unit together and then not hyping them up. You could say every major unit event is hyping that unit up too. Maybe take your own advice and dont pay attention to their stuff if you don't want to see it. Lord knows thats what i do for the singular unit i dont care for all that much

[queer-here-and-in-fear]

okay, look, im not going to comment on what i think about the neil gaiman situation more than this. anything else i have to say has been said. i just have one singular comment:

THIS WASNT PREDICTABLE

i am seeing SO many posts stating that this shouldve been "obvious" that all of his nice fan interactions were just creepy or that he wanted an "army of adoring fans". that there were soo many signs and ALL of his actions had creepy motives.

its genuinely fucking ABSURD, because absolutely NONE OF YOU are working from reality when you say this.

we live in a reality where sometimes, people do genuinely terrible awful things. and then, they go on to do actually good things, really nice things. and its completely impossible to know they ever did those bad things until you are told.

and when i say this im NOT defending him. i think he is a shitty person, and his nicer actions dont save him. he did something very fucked up, even if some details turn out to be untrue.

BUT it is a harmful way to view situations where disturbing info comes out like this, where the second you learn a person did something fucked up you turn an "evil" switch in your brain, and you think EVERYTHING theyve ever done is evil or evil motivated.

because it either breeds paranoia in you, or worse, complacency. you either walk around trying to find the secret Creep in every famous person, or assume every famous person you like could neverr do something wrong because their actions arent full of the Creep.

you couldnt have known, and you NEED to stop saying you did.

[mamayura]

About the notebook

The thing about the London special that just isnt letting me go is that Marinette only made sure that her name isnt in the new villain's notebook, but all the other information the villain collected she left untouched.

For as questionable as Marinette's web of lies she tells the world are, at least there you can see the attempt of keeping it consistent to prevent as best as possible that her lies are discovered. But all of that goes out of the window by only caring about her name in the notebook and not what else this person now knows. Cause its A LOT.

Marinette lies to the world to make Gabriel out to be a hero, but leaves the new villain with the information that Gabriel was Hawkmoth. Sure, we already knew by the time of Emotion that Cerise knows that Gabriel is Monarque, but Marinette doesnt know this. Marinette didnt even try to cover up Gabriel's secret, so I have a hard time felling bad for Marinette when this will inevitably go wrong. Cause it SHOULD.

Or that Marinette at the press conference lied that she has no idea what Hawkmoth wanted to wish for. This can easily be revealed as a lie through Chrysalis (if that's really Cerise's butterfly name) and have at least part of the public turn against Ladybug for a then... not really invalide reason anymore the more of Ladybug's lies get revealed.

It's almost ironic, Marinette in the London special was so busy making up this convoluted and unnecessary web of lies that'll only harm her in the long run, that she completely ignored that the person she was supposed to deceive by hiding the truth was the new villain. Not the world.

Marinette did it the wrong way around. The people she wasnt supposed to lie to, she lied to. But the person she was supposed to deceive she left to keep all the information to ruin everyone's lives, beside the most obvious one for the current problem.

Marinette even reads out loud from the notebook that the new Butterfly wrote down that it was TOMOE who wanted Kagami and Adrien spared from her and Gabriel's villain plan, no mentioning that Gabriel tried protecting his son which contradicts Marinette's story.

I dont know if Marinette just assumes that this person can reveal the truth however she likes and Marinette as Ladybug will just claim something else everytime because she knows that most people will blindly believe Ladybug, but that's... that is awful. It would mean that Marinette and Cerise are now officially switching roles in their previous dynamic and now CERISE is the one trying to out the liar - just on a global fucking scale and with Ladybug having immense power and influence through her status that warrants seeing her as a threat for doing this.

I hope with all my heart that this is not what's gonna happen, but I do fear it will. Cause no, I will not support Marinette in such harmful hypocrisy. If this is what's gonna happen, then Marinette is the bad guy here and she should be exposed as liar just as she fought to expose Lila for WAY less. You cannot pull that and expect me to be on Marinette's side. No, she wont be the villain, but she wont be the good guy either just because she says so.

[shiny-jr]

pardon my late message i've been letting letting the current damnation chapters sink in the past couple of days after finally taking the quiz (im am still waiting with baited breath but like in a chill way for the rest) but HOLY. MOLY.

i did indeed notice that the MC's have different morality stances, and they match their crimes (granted im still trying to figure out which one did what. cuz rn i got stuck on iago coming fraud or tax evasion, even though theyre super down with murder, but like raven is WAY more down to murder somebody. im just nit paying enough attention to figure it out, really. im having too much fun vibin)

2 THE WAY THE CHARACTERS MAY NOT START OUT ENTIRELY YANDERE FOR THE MC AND INSTEAD DEVELOP THE OBSESSION FOR THEM LATER ON 🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌🤌😭😭😭😭😭 BRILLIANTBRILLIANTBRILLIANT. ok so i got heartslabyul on my first attempt so it wasnt as like "obvious" even though trey and cater are both instantly "shocked" i was like "that could just be bc our character is weird it doesnt necessarily mean they yandere switch has been flipped pshaw! 🤭" BUT THEN eventually i got to pomfiore and epel confirmed it when he was like "ive been imagining things i never did before!" and i was like "oh snap! WAIT is *THIS* part of the punishment? like not JUST being sent to another world that is based on a story, but specifically a YANDERE DEATH TRAP? 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯"

cuz like, sure, the MC is doing what they can to survive but depending on which one theyre fine to just vibe and let the story take its course if theyve got a good chance to survive not doing anything special. but then the story always gets WEIRD, RIGHT?! stuff always goes wrong! was that part of the vision? or am i going conspiracy crazy?

anyway AMAZING WORK. also you really fed the vil simps on that one story. i thought i was over him and content to be like rook and admire from afar but that SCENE with his hands wrapped around the retainer 🥵 i darn near short-circuited. HOW DARE YOU! (please continue 😉)

its hard to choose a favorite story in this series and i dont want to speak too soon before theyre all out. but i do have favorite bits in each of them.

and i just love the endings to them all. i love the bittersweet nature of all the endings. like none, of them are really romantic in a comforting way (duh its a yandere story) but they do vary in romance level. like by far i think riddle's azul's and vil's are the most romantic while leona and jamil are quite cold and calculating or in jamil's case mostly possessive and manipulative on the surface. it's VERY interesting.

and also bc im silly and you brought up the yandere-ness of the other characters, i start to wonder what happens next in these stories (im not asking for sequels. oh heavens no! never! unless you wanted to, but im mostly just brainstorming character relationships and potential conflicts). like in the savannaclaw story, ruggie and jack are also glued to the MC but not in a really romantic way? ruggie has that "i want to be your #2/by your side forever" which could go either way, but to me initially reads as "jack was pushing his way into MY spot and i want to guarantee he cant have it" rather than a "one day i'll deserve to be by your side romantically and for now i want to ensure i'll always have that opportunity by being next to you and a priority of yours" and then comes leona's proposal at the end, and i was thinking "uhhh but mc is by your side as consort, then ruggie gets pushed out of his spot in favor of the husband taking over. even though ruggie could still be an advisor and confidant, its still like 'move over dude theres another taking priority over you" and then that gets me wondering "what would happen if MC turned down leona? what kinda havoc would he wreak if any? does that put the village in jeopardy if he gets pissed off? what if they accept and they're STILL screwed bc he stops paying attention to the village after he gets the throne? and then the chieftain is taken into the palace and away from the village and has no way back and theyre left to basically flounder without them?"

also i really like how you end your stories with pseudo-cliffhangers? i mean they are but also the plot is mostly resolved and whatever major things that needed to happen happened. and its just the character resolutions and epilogues you dont see. its entertaining. like i said, i like to imagine what happens next and you really leave some stuff open for that.

anyway! thank you so much for sharing your stories!

Oh, for the crimes, just look at one of the questions which I believe asks what you (the quiz taker/MC) committed. Those are currently five of the seven crimes I've listed before, and each MC has committed at least ONE of them. But, they could've always committed more too.

On that other topic, of characters going yandere, one thing I hate is when reading a story and for some reason the characters are already obsessed with the MC but for absolutely no apparent reason. And me personally, I enjoy a bit of build up, which is why I try to implement some in my writing. Which can be a bit hard to do within forty pages when all these other things are happening, but I manage for the most part.

[chiiyuuvv]

SOHEE MINI SERIES PART 1.

1.9k words

For the poll: @ohmykwonsoonyoung , @kissohee (i decided to combine it since its basically the same)

Taglist -> @snowyseungs , @eun-luv , @cr1tzen , @cupofmelatea

taglist | masterlist

Celebration for 300 :( <3

His steady eyes pace around the room, a hand scratching the back of his nape and the other twiddling with his pencil, playing it off like he wasnt just staring at you. His eyes glance back to yours, finding that you were still looking at him, so he awkwardly ducks his head, faking laughing with his set of friends beside him.

'Go along with it' his eyes seemed to convey, the boys look at themselves, him, then at you. Sohee watches as their mouths turn into small 'o's, before faking a loud laugh, one slapping his knee while the other pointing.

"You should just talk to her," sungchan whispers into the annoyed males ears. "You've been staring at her for weeks." He exaggerates, his eyes widening as he looks at the boy. But no matter how many times sohee had to explain, no one would ever listen.

You see, yes its well known that sohee has been googly eyes over you for weeks, (hes pretty sure you know by now since hes so obvious) but he cant just walk up to you and start a conversation. What if he trips? What if he stutters? What if you dont like him? What if he makes you uncomfortable? That was his biggest fear.

Especially since you were so pretty and a tad reserved unlike his friends, he didnt know how to approach you; It made his heart jump.

He still remembers the first day hes laid eyes on you, his breath instantly taken away. Anton had invited you to sit at his table since you were working together for a project, and you needed to discuss who would do what.

The light shined on your face perfectly, complimenting your hair length as you sat on the small bench, a little smile on your face as you conversed with anton. Anton stopped talking to take a bite of his food, giving you the opportunity to look around the wide table; wonbin and shotaro laughing at a video, eunseoks head resting on sungchans shoulder, and seunghan annoying anton as he eats.

You look forward to find sohee staring at you, his jaw dropped open and small, quick blinks leaving his eyes. Who was he staring at? You think to yourself, turning to look behind you to only find your shadow, facing forward to see that he was still looking at you.

So you wave. Why not be friendly, you know? You watch as the boys face slowly turns red, frozen like a stone until he realizes you waved at him. It finally dawns on him, you just waved at him. Quicker than flash he snaps his head to his plate, taking a bite full of the cafeteria food, refusing to look in your direction.

A bit confused, you brush it off, welcoming anton back to your paused conversation as he was done eating, your forearms resting on the table as you get back to planning.

You had no idea how fast sohees heart was beating.

One look at you, one sound of your laugh, one accidental touch; he knew he had fallen deep this time, his face burning red at any simple interaction, if you were in the same room as him. He hated it. It was so embarrassing how easily flustered he got, only able to look at you when you turn your head, getting to know you more through anton. He still had to thank him.

"Shoot." Sohee mumbles under his breath, looking down to see that his phone was about to die. "Eunseok hyung!" He calls for the older, swinging back on his chair to see him better. "Let's switch spots, so i can charge my phone."

"Hmm..." eunseok thinks to himself, a finger tapping his chin. "Nope." He finally says with a smile.

"What?! But theres a plug right beside you."

"No there isnt." A voice calls, seunghans, as he plugs his charger in. "But i know where another one is.." he says in a flirty tone, wiggling his eyebrows with a little giggle at the end.

Sohee scans the room confused, before his eyes widen, his head shaking profoundly. "Oh no.. no, no, no."

"Yep!" Seunghan exclaims, the boys laughing at sohees red expression. There was another charging port, yes, but it was right beside you. Great!

"Just go!!" Anton pushes him out of his chair. "Shes really nice, i promise."

But you guys arent

His heart hammering out of his chest as he nervously gulps, hearing a small "thank us later!" From shotaro as he tries to calm himself down.

"H-hey umm.." no stuttering!! "..can i plug in my phone, right next to you? I-its fine if you dont want to haha.."

"Oh yeah, sure!" You wave him off with your hands, looking up from your own phone. "T-thanks.." he mutters, looking over to find the boys gesturing him to sit beside him. And so he does, a little clumsily, a hand coming up to move some hair away from his face, the other awkwardly scrolling on his phone.

Sohee rests lazily against his chair, stealing a glance of you working on your laptop, your mouth curled up to blow some of your bangs annoyedly, your chin resting on your raised knee. It seemed like you needed help with something.

Sohee steals another glance at you before batting his eyes away, looking back at his phone when he sees something out of the corner of his eye. There he found wonbin, frantically shaking around in his chair. He was trying to say something to sohee, the latters eyes narrowed to decode what he was trying to say.

Go.. beside you.. snatch your phone.. and start texting??

Wonbin lets out a loud sigh, slapping his hand over his closed eyes before whipping his phone out of his pocket.

Go help her idiot!!

Sohees mouth turns into an 'o' when he reads wonbins text, looking at you with a concerned look then back at wonbin, he shrugs his shoulders. How??

Wonbin slaps his face over his closed eyes for the ninth time. Do you need help??

"Ahh.." sohee mumbles, his heart beating heavy against his chest at the thought of talking to you, but he does it anyway. Its now or never!!

"Um hey.." he taps your shoulder, a awkward smile on his face as his voice was barely above a whisper. "D-do you need any help? I couldnt help but notice you struggling."

A small smile appears on your face, shaking your head with a light chuckle leaving your lips. "No its fine.. you wouldnt understand my teacher anyways."

"Mr. Han?"

"Yea- wait, how do you know?" Your eyebrows raise, looking at him expectedly as he nervously gulps. How was he going to get out of this one?

"I um.. it says it right there." He stammers, pointing to the corner on your laptop, the words MR. HAN typed proudly in all caps.

"Oh!" You let out a tired laugh, "sorry, i didnt notice."

"Yeah.." he lets out a laugh of his own, scratching the back of his head as he looks over, finding the boys silently cheering him on. He turns his head with a light blush on a cheek, looking over to find you staring at him. The view makes his heart jump, his eyes widen and his lips parted, his throat suddenly feeling dry. "I, um-"

"You're in my class too." You cut him off, tapping your pencil against the side of your head while thinking to yourself. Yeah, you've totally seen him before, outside of this class, and lunch. It was making sense now.

"Oh yeah! I didnt notice you!" A complete, total lie. Of course he saw you, and of course he was staring at you the entire time. You were too busy typing up your essays to notice.

"Me either!" You chuckle, feeling a bit guilty. "Its so hard to see students other than those couples that block the view of everything."

Sohee lets out a gasp. "You find that annoying too?" He points at your nodding figure, clicking his tongue, "they arent going to last long anyways, just break up and go home."

You laugh at his statement, his cheeks going rosy red as you nod again. "You know," you add, taking a breath. "I hear one breaking up with the other by playing the song candy, by nct dream. It was so harsh and everyone was laughing."

"Wait you know that song too?? Thats one of my favorites."

"Yeah, i love cand- wait the song candy, or the food, candy?"

"Both, i guess." You share a laugh. "Yeah me too." You reply. "I guess we have something in common." You say in a flirtly tone, winking at the grinning boy before cringing at yourself.

"So sorry!! I promised myself i would have a mysterious personality, cant show you my real self until you've fallen in my trap." You joke.

"No, no, i get it. Its really cute."

"Its what?" You ask, turning your gaze from the boy to power off your computer.

"Nothing uh- whats your favorite candy??" He quickly changes the conversation, letting out an awkward laugh.

"My favorite candy.." you ponder to yourself, placing your foot onto your chair and resting your chin to your knee again. "Hmm, maybe sour patch? Hershey? I think those two are my favorites."

"I love sour patch! Sour, sweet, gone." He imitates the sour patch ads, a giggle leaving your lips. "Yeah, I-" the bell rings, signaling the period was over. "Aw." You pout, watching visable disappointed wash sohees face.

"See you tomorrow?" You ask, sliding your laptop into your bag and swing it over your shoulder. "Yeah, yeah, of course, sure." He gets up, nodding his head wildly as he gets up too, bring his hand up for you to shake. Wait, for you to shake?

A bit confused, you laughed at his gesture, slipping your hand into his with a shake. A wide smile plastered on your face before letting go and walking out the class, stopping one final time to wave at the frozen boy.

After a few seconds he waves back, his smile matching yours as his cheeks were light red, pumping his closed fist in the air. "Yes! Yes!!" He laughs to himself, finally able to talk to you after staring at you for weeks. The boys come to circle him, letting out a series of cheers, shaking the boy with such pride; your laughter from a few minutes ago filling his ears, your touch engraved in his mind.

The next day, sohee ditches the boys, claiming that 'he had to charge his phone again' even though it was at 100 percent. They let out a series of wiggled eyebrows and 'ohh's in a flirty tone, teasing him before letting him go sit with the love of his life, sohee giving you a shy smile and wave as you welcome him.

"Wait, wait." He says, sitting down in his chair and taking off his backpack. In one of the pockets, he pulls out a bag of sour patch kids, a gasp leaving your mouth as he hands them to you. "I um.. saw them when i went to the convenient store.. and i thought of you, so i got them for you!!" He shyly admits, a light blush forming on his neck at the soft smile you were giving him.

"Thats so sweet of you." Sohee lets out a smile, looking down to hide it. "Want some?" You open the pack, gesturing him to take some which he does, a soft giggle leaving his lips as he bites into the sweet but sour treat.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @dreatine - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

warnings: mentions of rape and abuse, no graphic descriptions

Where You Belong

As Spencer stalks the corridor of prison cells, he cant help but feel a little smug. He really did well in ensuring this monster would end up in the closest place to hell he could find. During one of the six nights of your absence, Spencer looked into the most notoriously brutal prisons in the country, just so he knew exactly where to send the man that had taken you. Usually, the prisons that serial killers end up in isnt up to the BAU, but being close friends with a tech genius like Penelope Garcia meant that it really wasnt difficult to switch the name of the prison the monster was to be sent to, marking it up as a hitch in the prison data systems. Penelope isnt one for revenge, but her along with the entire team adore you as well as Spencer, and they saw how broken he was without you; knowing what was happening to you because you were the thirteenth victim of the unsub meant everyone wanted the scum dead.

Spencer knew that he wanted to visit him at least once, to put him in his place one last time, within the walls he would be trapped in for the rest of his miserable life. Showing the prison guard his ID, the guard nods at him and lets him into the visitation room, where the monster is waiting for him. Spencer gleefully notices the resemblance between this scene and the first time he had met this man, except this time he’s handcuffed to a table and wearing a prison uniform.

“I had hoped you would be bringing the ever so lovely (Y/N) with you.” The scum chirps, far too thrilled by this situation. Spencer will soon put a stop to that.

“You dont deserve to breathe the same air as her, let alone see her.” Spencer tells him, his voice controlled and quiet as he stands at the opposite side of the table, staring him down.

“That’s a shame, I would’ve adored seeing her reaction to me smiling at her.” The serial killer grins wickedly.

“You’ll never know, because she’s under my protection.” Spencer declares.

“You mean like she was the night I took her?” The monster smirks, thinking he’s got leverage over Spencer.

Although his words sting, Spencer has far more leverage prepared. “I will regret not going into her home that night for the rest of my life, but the fact that you’re here makes both her and I feel a lot better.”

The scum leans towards him. “She will never recover from what I did.”

Spencer walks to the side of the room to glance out of the small window. “And that is the reason you are here.”

The embodiment of evil scoffs, revealing his narcissism further, as if it wasnt already blindingly obvious. “Im here because I killed twelve women and mercilessly beat your girlfriend.”

Spencer is quick to turn on his heel and lean against the wall with his hands in his suit trouser pockets, meeting those beady eyes with a steely gaze. “No, you are in here because (Y/N) is alive. If you had killed her, I would have killed you myself.”

“Oh, is that so?” The murderer tries to laugh off Spencer’s words, but his fear shines through. Handcuffed to a table in a prison as notoriously brutal as this one, Spencer could do whatever he wanted and the guards would turn a blind eye.

“Do you want to know the reasons behind your failure?”

“Please, do tell!” The subhuman is enthralled by any conversation about himself, which is exactly why Spencer approached this new conversation in the way he did; now the bitch has no choice but to listen to him.

The genius takes very slow, casual steps towards him as he talks, glancing around the room as though the topic has little interest to him, further infuriating the prisoner. “You abandoned your M.O and victim pool, you made it personal and left behind your own methods, meaning you were clumsy and made mistakes. Previously, your abductions were in broad daylight, you kept each woman for a week and then raped them and slit their throats, choosing to dump them outside of the high school where you were first rejected by a girl you liked, isnt that right?” He deliberately meets his gaze again upon asking the question.

The killer shuffles uncomfortably.

Spencer continues. “And at one of those crime scenes, you overheard me figuring out the exact cause of your rage, so you decided to make it personal and take (Y/N). Though that mistake could have been fatal for you, the next mistake you made actually saved your life.”

“How so?” The killer asks, trying to hide his shaking legs beneath the table.

Spencer keeps his hands in his pockets as he stands directly beside the man handcuffed to the table, towering over him with unseen authority. “You underestimated her. You thought that cruel words and beating her would be enough to break her, but you were wrong. Because every second she spent with you, she knew that I was coming to get her, she knew that if she made herself more interesting to you then she could buy herself as much time as possible for me and my team to find her. She played you, and she won.” The monster parts his mouth to retort, but Spencer tilts his head and frowns. “Oh, did you think she wouldnt tell me about her pressing you for information about the girl that rejected you, using the kindness and persuasion only (Y/N) possesses to her own advantage, until you started crying and showing her pictures of the girl who never even knew you existed?” Spencer laughs darkly. “You are absolutely pathetic.” He shakes his head and walks back around the table. “You got more than just the girlfriend of an FBI agent when you took (Y/N), and she broke you. You lost, and the whole world knows.” Spencer stops when he reaches the door of the visitation room. “Especially your fellow inmates, who will most likely enjoy making you cry, over and over again, until you are begging them to stop in the same way those women begged you. And just like you, they dont remember the meaning of mercy.” He holds his gaze just long enough to make him squirm, and then he leaves, without giving the subhuman anytime to respond and reinforce his ego, because Spencer knows that will haunt him for the rest of his days.

The drive home, Spencer is sure his car is powered by his own adrenaline. Despite feeling relieved at getting the closure he needed, it isnt until he sees you sitting up on the couch in a cocoon of blankets, hiding everything except your face as you stare at your laptop screen, that Spencer truly relaxes. The chuckle that leaves his lips is so light and joyous, he feels like he’s spent a lifetime with you experiencing nothing but bliss, and the memories of the past hour feel as though they belonged to an ancestor. Kicking off his shoes, Spencer drops his keys to your house on the table, undoes his tie and places it on the back of the couch, before flopping down next to you.

“Cozy, angel?” He asks quietly.

“Mhmm!” She nods excitedly, unable to tear her gaze from the show she’s binging on Netflix.

Spencer laughs at how adorable you are. “Is there room for two in there?”

Only words that lead to cuddles have the tower to break your concentration, you turn to him with a beaming smile and open up your blanket cocoon. “Of course!”

Spencer grins and wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you onto his lap and cradling you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead and cheek, which you thank him for by returning the kisses to his forehead and cheek. The two of you smile and snuggle up under what is now a blanket mountain rather than a cocoon, and you begin explaining to Spencer what he missed in the last episode of the show that you watched while he was gone.

Because you are returning to normal life, you are feeling safe in your home again, and you will ask Spencer about the visit when you feel like you’re ready to hear it. You are exactly where you belong, so is Spencer, and so is he.

[spiderbaby123]

Cal Stone x reader (fluffy fluff stuff)

Listen, it starts out with young Cal but all the actual romancey style stuff is when hes older. Dont get weird on me about kid Cal having a crush on you. I remember kids having crushes on me when I was a teen and it was just cute in an awe look at you with a big ole crush kinda way. Like the way id look at my brother having a crush on someone when he was young. Ok. Ok.

I avoided and gender terms so use what you want! 😘

You were Cal and Olive's best friend growing up, often spending the night and always trying to come over every chance possible. You wouldnt let on to Olive for obvious reasons but you had the biggest crush on her brother. When the plane disappeared you were often there for her and Grace, as they were you too. When your mom got sick and passed, Grace took you in completely. She had adopted you. That was 1 year before the plane returned. When it did, you were the most excited and terrified you had ever thought you could be. Mostly you were excited to see Cal. The shock that took over your body when you actually seen him was an understatement. He was still a child. Seeing him just the way he was the day they had left for their trip was freaky.

~months later~

By this point you had gotten used to everything, almost better than everyone else for that matter. You treated Cal more like a brother now. It was cute when he was around you though. He almost always had a small tint of pink on his cheeks. To think 5 year's ago you had a massive crush on him was weird, even weirder now because you thought he had a crush on you. Oh the irony, you thought.

~Mick and Zeke's wedding~

You had been sitting in the corner watching everyone dance. Cal had been staring at you for a while now smiling but not quite coming over. Finally after you had had enough of being stared at you walked over. "Cal?" He looked up and a blush appeared on his little face. "H-hey, y/n." "Wanna dance little bud?" You smiled holding your hand out for the boy. "Okay!" He perked up quickly grabbing your hand and jumping out of his seat.

~at Grace's funeral~

You had been sat with Olive and everyone at the very front. That's where you were expected to be. You had been adopted by her. She wasnt your mother but you were her daughter, even before she had adopted you she had always said that. You kept looking to Cal in his older body in the back away from everyone. "This isnt right." You mumbled before getting up and heading to him. Olive started to look as though she was going to protest it but didn't. "Hey." You said, once next to him. "Shouldnt you be up there." He said through slight sniffles. "I'd rather stand with you." Cal looked at you for a second before breaking down and you pulled him into a tight hug. This wasnt right. Grace was his mother. He shouldve been up front with Olive and Ben.

~2 months after~

You had taken Cal with you to get groceries for the house. "Ok, so I got everything on the list. Do you want a snack or something before we go?" You asked looking at him. Cal started to reply but was interrupted by an old woman. "Oh look at that. Reminds me of us, honey." She said to her husband. "Such a lovely couple. I remember our first shopping trip together." Both of your faces turned red with awkward looks planted on your faces. "I- we're not! I mean- uh... Th-thank you...." You stumbled over your words trying not to be mean or rude but also entirely embarrassed. You hadnt thought about how it looked to others with Cal being the same age as you now. Come to think of it you hadnt much thought about how he was the same age as you now, at all.

~later that day~

The car ride home was super awkward. For you at least. Cal didnt say much on it but he had just played along and wrapped an arm around You smiling thanking the old woman like it was nothing. ((I just imagine him being able to just switch into this act like nothing)) now at home, You had been stocking the fridge and pantry alone. "Hey. How'd the shopping trip go?" You jumped, hitting your head on the roof of the fridge, upon hearing Zeke walk in. "Woah. Didnt mean to startle you." He laughed a little. "I-it's ok! I mean- uh. Yeah its ok." You said earning a look from the man. "Hmm. Ok. Whats got you so flustered?" "Flustered? I'm not flustered. Are you flustered? Cause I'm not." Zeke gave a knowing look to you. "Right." Just then Cal walked into the kitchen. "Oh hey, honey!" He emphasized the pet name, making your face go red. "Cal!" You shouted trying to hide your face. "Stop, that was so awkward!" "Ok, now I'm really curious how the shopping trip went." Said Zeke. Cal laughed and told Zeke about the old couple.

~1 months later~

At this point everyone was in on the joke. Calling you and Cal a couple. After the first 2 weeks you had accepted it and went along, although now you werent able to look at Cal as a kid anymore. Which he didnt really act like one either.

~6 months after Grace~

Olive had come to terms and stopped blaming Cal by this point, which was great. Ben, however was slipping farther and farther. Today had been an especially bad day. Cal was upset and it was just you and him at the house, besides Ben who was upstairs spiraling, as usual. "Do you wanna go out or do something? Maybe get your mind off it?" You asked him. He sniffled and looked up to you. "Sure. Like where or what?" "Uh.. Well. Maybe... Um I think the fair is in town." "Yes!" He jumped up. "I'll go get ready!" You laughed and decided to do the same. Now you were in your room getting ready and struggling with what to wear. Why were you so focused on your outfit? You couldn't figure it out but once deciding on the cutest one you went to Cal's door. You were about to knock when Cal opened the door running right into you. "Y/n! I'm so sorry!" He shouted as he caught you, pulling you close to his chest. Up close like this you could smell his cologne. Odd. Why would he where cologne just to go to the fair. "It's ok, Cal." You smiled up at him. "You ready?" You asked and he nodded before reluctantly releasing his grip on you.

~ at the fair ~

You had been there for a few hours now, riding all the rides over and over again. "I'm so glad you talked me into the wrist bands!" You giggled as you got off the dizzy disc for the 3rd time followed by a very wobbly Cal. "I think I'm going to be sick.." He said half jokingly. You then saw one of your favorite rides had no line at the moment and quickly grabbed his hand, dragging him along to it. "This one next!" You shouted staring up at it. You were so excited you hadnt realized you still had Cal's hand, nor had you realized the prominent blush on his face. The ride director let you on and you finally let go to get on. Then you went up and started spinning the cage. Cal and you screaming like little girls because lets be real, fair rides are scary. Once off you started laughing uncontrollably. "What's so funny?" Cal asked smiling wide. "You- you should have-" you were struggling through laughs. " you shouldve heard your screams!" You finally got out. Cal's face dropped into a mopy face playfully but he couldnt hide the smile still playing at his lips. "Yeah, well... It was scary." He fake grumbled. "Awe, come on, honey." You emphasized the pet name the way he had before. "It wasnt that bad." You smiled at his blush laughing a little. "Not as fun on the other side, huh, honey?" "Actually." Cal quickly grabbed your hand pulling you up to him into a close embrace. "I don't mind." He smirked at your squeal and stared at you. Your faces only inches apart, you started blushing like mad. "C-Cal.." You whispered, suddenly forgetting the world around you and not remembering to call him Gabriel. "Y/n.." He whispered back as he stared into your eyes and inched closer. Right when he was an inch away someone ran into you, knocking you out of Cal's arms. "S-sorry." They mumbled as you stood up with Cal's help. You checked your phone to make sure it didnt break when you landed. Seeing the time you mumble "shit." "What?" He asked you. "It's getting late, we should probably head back.." "Oh.. Ok.. Um.. Maybe one more ride?" He asked nervously. "Yeah. One more shouldnt hurt." You smiled. His face lit up as he smiled. "Ferris wheel?" He said. "Oh, come on. You know I'm terrified of that thing!" "That?! You're terrified of that?! But not the Zipper? What the hell y/n?" He exaggerated, laughing. You nodded, "The zipper is scary on purpose and has a whole ass cage around it. The ferris wheel is scary on accident and does not have a cage around it." You said matter of factly. "Oh come on..." He thought for a second. "I'll protect you." He grabbed your hand gently, stirring all those feeling up again, making you blush. "O-ok.." Cal held your hand the entire time and made you laugh and smile all the while. "This isnt so bad. Kinda pretty actually." You stated once stopped at the top. Unbeknownst to you Cal was absolutely staring right at you, not daring to look out at the scenery or anything. "Beautiful." He whispered. You smiled. "Yeah, it is beautiful." Then the ride started going down one by one and your face twisted into one of terror. Quickly Cal noticed and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest gently. It was like immediate comfort. Once off you both started walking to the car. Cal smoothly grabbed your hand in a way that didnt even make you blink. He opened your door and helped you up into your jeep. "Thanks, but you didnt have to help me." "I know." He smiled sweetly at you.

On the way home you pulled over about 5 minutes from the house. "What's wrong? Why'd you pull over?" Cal asked, worriedly. You sighed and yawned. "You know I just don't feel like driving." You smiled at him. His eyes widened and he smiled big. "Wait. Are you serious?" You just nodded smiling and then unbuckled getting out of the car and switching sides with him. To say the rest of the ride home was long and bumpy would be an understatement. But it made Cal really happy, even if he did almost drive into the ditch twice.

~That night~

Everyone had gone to sleep. Well almost everyone. You could still hear Cal moving around his room right now. Bored out of your mind you went and made 2 hot chocolates and popcorn then went up to Cal's room. You knocked quietly as to not wake anyone else up. Cal opened the door and looked at you with both shock and curiosity. "What's this?" He asked with one eyebrow raised. "Hot chocolate and a movie?" You smiled at him. "Hmm. Ok, honey." He moved to the side while also helping you with the snacks. You blushed at the nickname, thinking of earlier when he almost kissed you. You sat on his bed getting comfy. "Cal, why do you have it so cold in here?" "What do you mean? Its the same in here as every other room." "Yeah, well, you also have a fan on and the ceiling fan. Like what the hell?" He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "I get hot when i sleep." He sat down next to you, grabbing the remote. "What do you want to watch?" He asked grabbing a piece of popcorn and poping it in his mouth.

~end of movie~

Cal looked over at you and saw you were asleep on his shoulder. He smiled blushing lightly. "You're so beautiful." He whispered, moving a strand of hair from your face. "Mmm.." You stirred from sleep and looked up at him. Yawning you asked "Did you say something?" "Yeah..." He whispered again. "Why are we whispering?" You whispered back, waking a little more from your cat nap. "Cal?" You asked, realizing his hand was on your face and his big beautiful eyes were staring into yours. "Can I kiss you?" He asked in hush tone as if his voice would scare you. All you could do was nod a yes once, staring back into his eyes. He leaned in slowly and kissed you with the most care and passion you could ever imagine, so much so that it took your breath away even though it was relatively a short kiss. When he pulled away he rested his forehead on yours, his eyes still closed. "Can I do that again?"

[kusuokisser]

oomf reblogged a bunch of aro stuff and in honor of pride hour (i made it the fuck up Dont ask me any questions i dont talk to paparazzi) i want to talk about MYYY experience being arospec because it is Isolating and even if this reaches literally no one id rather at least have tried to share my feelings. Spreading love! 💝

growing up i very quickly realized that i wasnt getting crushes like the other kids were. as early as second grade i started trying to force myself to like the boys in my class. id, like, look around the classroom at the start of every new school year and look for the next boy to have a "crush" on. It sounds kind of funny looking back but like i remember how desperate i felt doing it. i remember one year i genuinely hated every boy in my class with a burning passion and, if nothing else, i remember the feeling of being wrong. i, a 4th (maybe 3rd?) grader, felt isolated and gross because i couldnt force a crush for a year.

i had known none of the other ones were really crushes, but it wasnt the romance i wanted it was the connections. i wanted to be able to join the girls talking about their crushes and i wanted to have a reason to try talking to boys; i wanted to be liked.

in 6th grade i think was the first time i didnt try to force a crush. i dont remember much from that year but i know that i didnt feel good. youd think that, as an arospec, i would have enjoyed the break from faking romance but at that point i didnt understand that my feelings werent quite real. i knew they werent like everyone elses, but i really wanted them to be even if it meant lying a bit to myself on the way. i felt wrong and weird.

in seventh grade that was when covid hit and everyone was quarentined, and also that is the year that holds my worlds most obvious example of my aromanticism ever. genuinely think back to this and go "how didnt i figure it out sooner"

i convinced myself i had a crush on my at-the-time best friend. there was no crush by the way, i judt knew i liked him more than all my other friends and to my socially deprived brain that meant it had to be romantic right? well he didnt like me back and literally i went, watched like two YouTube videos on something or other, and was over it. because the feelings were never genuine. it was never love it was a desire to be close with someone

8th grade was the first time i actually fell in love. by then i had figured out im a lesbian, and i met this girl named Jane. She was literally everything you could want in a girl and i fell HARRDDDDDDD i was so in love dont even. but I found that my capacity to love her fluxuated. the love was always there, but some days it was more platonic than anything. sometimes thr platonic periods would stretch for weeks. sometimes it would switch between platonic and romantic multiple times a day. it confused me and honestly? it scared me a lot. i distanced myself from her and eventually we broke up (for seperate reasons but this def contributed)

that really messed with me because now i was left with two understandings: i can definitely experience romantic attraction, and the romantic attraction can change at the drop of a hat.

after a lott of time and research i finally realized and accepted that im aromanticflux (will go into detail if necessary) and you know what? it didn't make me feel better. if anything it made me feel worse; i felt like such an asshole for getting in a relationship if it was always going to end.

now i am. Still coming to terms with my identity but i am learning to love and be kind to myself. the point of this whole thing is. youre never alone. there are eight billion people on earth, at least one of them is going through the exact same thing as you right now. you are not any less of a person because of your attraction or lack thereof

[nonhumanwithin]

hey mod, i am having a uniquely fictionkin problem. ive never been in any 'kin drama' so i am hesitant to give this issue any weight. so basically, my best friend keeps claiming characters that are close to my kintypes as his kintypes and its freaking me out!

logically, i know that A. he is super oblivious when it comes to my feelings (and oblivious in general), B. kintypes are involuntary and he cant help how he feels, C. im a very skeptical and paranoid person. but this is like the fifth or sixth time and i am creeped out!

the last time he said he was a person i have complicated feelings about, i got pretty upset. i usually try to keep it to myself but this time i told him, bc i felt it was obvious how i feel bc i talk about said person. i guess it wasnt, because he just kinda looked surprised and clueless and said he had no idea that i felt that way about that character. and i also got confused and stopped being upset, because how can i be when he didnt know? i dont know.

and the other thing is, his kin experience is intensely fluid. he has few permanent kintypes, he'll say he is one character then say hes not the next year. i dont think theres anything wrong with not knowing who you are yet, but in this context its fuelling my paranoia. theres kintypes on his list that dont have anything to do with me at all, so im not sure.

i think im influencing him somehow? like maybe this is his subconconscious effort to get closer to me? i guess another person would be comforted or flattered, but it makes me nervous and flighty. my friend tried to say that he was thinking he might be [character who is my daughter in kincanon] and i straight up ignored him. i glossed over it because how the fuck am i supposed to react??? im feeling prickly and paranoid that one day he will try to say he is [character who is my wife] and i'll. probably blow up. but making up scenarios to get mad at in my head isnt any good.

i dont know, i dont think hes doing this on purpose. its just CREEPY. please, do you have any advice for me? am i being hysterical? am i imagining problems where none exist? im struggling to not make HIS kin journey about me, but its difficult when so many coincidences keep popping up.

Firstly I wanted to say I've never had to deal with an issue like this with fictionkin, so feel free to ask around some more or maybe someone with more advice could respond to this post!

I don't think you're overreacting, for what it's worth. Even if it is just coincidence, I think it's pretty normal to connect the dots when it keeps happening. You're right to question it, imo.

You know your friend a lot better than I do but to me, it does sound like he is likely being passively influenced by your kintypes. He's probably going through a time in his life where his identity is very volatile and easily molded by changes in his environment. I don't know how old he is but it's very common for younger people to go through phases like that, especially those with mental disorders or trauma. I would know, I was exactly that way as a teenager and young adult lol. I can't blame him for that, but if you are uncomfortable with him suddenly claiming kintypes that are connected to yours, I can understand why.

Maybe you could try talking to him about all of this? Maybe seeing his perspective will help, or maybe him seeing your perspective will help him realize something about himself. Not calling him out but just having a discussion, seeing what's up. You could express that it makes you uncomfortable, and maybe find some kind of solution or compromise. He may not be able to control his kintypes, but he could talk about certain ones less around you if it weirds you out. Or perhaps seeing your discomfort with the connected kintypes will switch that subconscious influence to not have those kintypes as often anymore.

Your discomfort is valid and you are allowed to have boundaries even if they seem silly on paper. Your fictionkin identity can be a very vulnerable part of you and it's understandable to be a little sensitive about it. There's nothing wrong with that :) You can still respect his identity even when establishing boundaries to make yourself more comfortable.

[originsofevil]

Intro <3 !

I go by Michelangelo or any variation of that

(usually michael/mikey but names dont mean much to me)

but i recently found out that i'm the host of a system so if any tags are signed off with a different name thats why

dont care too much abt pronouns but i typically use he/him, ve/vir, and xe/xir/xem. mix it up, get creative. typically dont use she/her but ynever know

body is 21, we're an aries if u wanna make any judgement off of that, autistic + adhd if that wasnt obvious

i do post occasional nfsw/suggestive content, never anything too crazy but if youre a minor id prefer if you didnt interact with those posts, i have no way of enforcing this as i dont check my notifs unless theres tags but i am a full adult, i do pay rent and bills and taxes. on that topic i probably wont follow you if youre under like. 16/17ish. no hard feelings i just am an adult and im not around kids very much as the 2nd youngest of 4 so. if youre under 16 dont do drugs stay in school all that good stuff. i love you, go to bed on time. i've been on this website since i was 11 and it shows. dont be me.

dms are always open ! i'm not amazing at holding a conversation unless its abt my current hyperfixation (rn its zelda/lu) but i love to yap. if you follow me and we're not mutuals dm/ask me and ill follow back! I don't rly pay attention to my followers so i typically don't follow ppl unless theyre consistently posting abt one of my interests and i remember to

I talk in the tags a LOT feel free to <- prev or rb addressing my tags but i typically assume no one will read them all the way through. i'm writing whole essays. im oversharing. call op a college admissions office bc I'm telling my whole life story. if my tags make you uncomfortable on your post please let me know and i will apologize/delete them if you wish. i dont have a concept of tmi and tend to misread/miss social cues/the vibes so i apologize if i misstep

please let me know if i reblog any stolen artwork/ai generated anything/ etc

‼️‼️i am not spoiler free for anything (even if i myself havent seen the content) i dont have any sort of tagging system ‼️

list of my active fandoms! old hyperfixations tend to creep up on me so this is not complete

- bungo stray dogs (bsd beast fans pls follow me i adore beast)

- legend of zelda (all games + lu/links meet aus)(legend fans pspspsp)

- the witcher (mainly the show but i got attached to a character thats not even actually in any of the games. aiden i love you.)

- cars (2006, 2011, 2017)(yes entirely unironically)

- Voltron legendary defender. (again. yes. unironically.)

- star wars (mainly the main series and animation since i havent read thr or played the games)

- jujutsu kaisen (2nd years stan)

- the magnus archives (gerry delano fans i love you)

- percy jackson (mainly the books and musical, i dont care for the show much but i adore the actors)

- gravity falls ! (i actually just got into this like, last month. binged the whole series in like a week at age 21.)

- my hero academia (my hs best friend made me watch s1 and i got attached to aizawa hawks and the todorokis sorry)(im convinced the todorokis were based on my family. im literally natsuo. dont ask abt dabi unless u think you're prepared)

Non Fandom Interests

- I write ! once i start uploading ill link my ao3 here but its rough out here (microsoft word)

- I draw ! i mightve posted my art a few times but as i mentioned i dont have any tagging system so maybe I'll make one for art or link another social at some point

- this mostly falls under loz but i love video games :3 i MOSTLY play loz but animal crossing, minecraft, and random silly da games ive collected over the years are my pride and joy. i want to play the witcher games but i have assassins creed black flag and im really bad at it. (i only have nintendo consoles (ds, 3ds, switch) rn but i want a decent pc at some point. the sims calls to me.

- Politics! my politics are very important to me as a leftist so if you're right wing we will not get along. if i find out that youre racist/homophobic/transphobic/a zionist (i am jewish)/sexist/etc i will probably block you. id say no hard feelings but i dint mean that.

I will probably update this as needed/whenever i remember to <3 ty if u read this and i love you have a great day

[beidousoneandonly]

Hobie x Reader

FNAFICC TIME EHEEUHEUEHU ok so ill start out with like neutral nothing freaky yeah im willing to take on requests!!!! and sorry if its wack english isnt my first language

You were looking at the nice sun set as you sat in the roof of your house, as you admire the nice colours of the sky hobie joins you for a bit,

You liked hobie but you werent sure he'd like you back so you didnt say anything, lately youve gotten closer to him, getting to know him more, be with him, you fell harder than ever before.

As hobie made himself comfortable next to you laying down whatching you "what are we lookng at?" he asks "dude look at the clouds they are so pretty" you say not trying to sound awkward

You wanted to be closer to hobie be more than friends but hed probably pull something like "i dont belive in labels like girlfriend or boyfriend" so you decided youd never actually confess but its hurt when you saw someone flirting with him

You look back at hobie trying not to blurt out your feelings so you looked away as hobie noticed and asked "soemthing on your mind?" "well you see theres this problem with my firend you know and i dont know how to help them" you said "well then tell me whats going on maybe i can help" you comply as you speak "well this friend of mine has a crush on her friend right, and she doesnt want to tell him because shes worried that he doesnt feel the same way and will ruin things between them." as you stop speaking you turn to look at him and he has a troubled look on his face "thats just stupid theres a high chance the friend likes her back even if he didnt like her i doubt anything would change" he spoke as you look at him and roll your eyes at his response as you climb down from the roof "what'd I say?!" hobie asks as he looks at you climbing down.

A few days go by from the day when you were on the rooftop with hobie as he tried not think about it, he had several conclusions as to your reactions but he didnt tell you about them.

after that day you prayed that hobie didnt catch on but it was too obvious.

Days later your group got invited to a house party, you werent the most fan of those but you didnt have anything to do so you decided to go with your friends for a bit and then youd leave.

As you get ready with gwen shes texting the guys if theyre already there, they reply with a image of pavitr in a water fountain, you and gwen switched looks and laughed and left for the party

You arrive and there puke outside on the grass already you contemplate whether you should return but march inside with gwen and meet up with hobie,pavitr and miles in the back

"Hey guys-" you say as you look at pavitr wet he still hasnt dried up "HAHHHHHHHHHHH" gwen wheezed her ass off as pavitr was trembling his ass off "You should defenetly change" you demand

Some time goes by as you get bored since you finished gossiping with hobie and gwen you guys were cririzing everyone at the party but now you had no one to gossip about, as you sighed this girl was going around recollecting people to play games as she asked you guys if you wanted to join so you said why not?

everyone gathered at the living room since most had left the party it wasnt crowded anymore, The girl that rounded everyone together suggested we sit in a circle as we do you notice hobie is looking at someone and you start to get jealous and sit next to him and bump into him to get his attention he raises an eyebrow at your actions, as the girl announces we play truth or dare or spin the bottle, someone suggests to combine them two

the game goes some on has to spin the bottle and has to do truth or dare as everyone agress the game starts and they spin the bottle as it lands on someone and they dare them to go home, everyone starts laughing at the cruel joke but the person seems upset either way the game continues as it lands on you and say truth, you dont want to be another joke like the previous person as they ask you who is your type, i am in blank "i dont really have a type ya know?" you try to shake it off someone yells BORING but you didnt want to make a fool out of yourself, some spins later the bottle lands on hobie

i give up LMFAOO ill continue this later im tired

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for running away from home?

fair warning, i'm quite drunk right now, so this might not make this much sense

ok so i (27F) am part of a family thats dedicated to hunting monsters. and yeah yeah whatever 'ooooh monsters arent real' i honestly dont care if you believe me, its whats going on. if you live in a rural town in the uk or north america, youve probably been affected by us in some way. so anyways, i was driving around the middle of nowhere in canada about five months ago trailing this changeling named june (??F) when i see this kid named Pavel (17M) on the side of the road. i planned on killing him after seeing he was also a changeling but i just... idk. i couldnt do it. so i let him go. since then, ive begun, like, changing. im not hunting anymore, not monsters at least. im not as tired. i feel angry. well, not exactly angry, more like... this weird viscous hunger. even my goddamned eyes look different. i guess im a changeling. i dont know when i got switched, but i did. its undeniable now. this is bad for obvious reasons considering my family, but i managed to get away from them and find a safe (ish) place to stay with this guy named january (??M). thing is, though, this apparently REALLY fucked over my little sister callie (16F). our parents were making her stalk these two changeling classmates of hers, which she was all for, but i left before i could see what she did. she turned up a few hours ago with the two classmates saying the family disowned her for failing to kill them. shes pissed, ive got three 16 year olds at this house that i dont even own, and honestly im feeling like a real piece of shit cause callie never wouldve gotten disowned for a mistake like that if the family wasnt hypervigilant about betrayals or whatever right now. im feeling pretty awful, but im not sure if its justified. am i the asshole here?

[waywardgardenfury]

i (now) use arch btw

after a few months of not posting anything here, i finally managed to get arch working with awesomewm :)

initially when i tried a few months back, it was going fine until i could no longer hear audio for some reason lol. after searching for a solution i eventually gave up and retreated back to mint for the time being. after getting my infamous itch to just nuke everything and start again, i reinstalled arch and tried once again and i gotta say, its been going REALLY well.

the first time i ever attempted an install of arch (before archinstall was a thing) i somehow forgot to install a network manager and therefore couldnt really do much else. i really enjoyed setting it all up manually, but the fact that in the end i didnt really have it working was very annoying. the next time around, archinstall was there to back me up and its made everything so much easier!!! for me its broken down the barrier of entry significantly. i simply chose the desktop setup i wanted, and it chose the relevant packages. i went with a window manager rather than a full desktop environment this time around, more specifically awesomeWM. i wanted to go with something more bare-bones and configure it from the ground up so i could learn what sort of packages go into a full de. in addition people often talk about how much more efficient they find using wms, both productivity and resource wise. i see why! my entire operating system on boot uses like <500mb of ram, which is baffling that its possible. plus, the use of shortcuts of navigating around has been great.

i ended up going with awesome as nvidia has been absolutely the biggest issue with this whole process. for some reason my graphics card just HATES wayland which eliminates some options off the bat. ive had soo many issues in the past with it, so trying to use xorg is probably my best bet going forward and luckily its still a very popular choice, no shortage of resources for me. i did have a few issues setting it up on arch, as i wasnt really familiar with how to configure it at first but getting nvidia-settings it made it much easier for me for now.

pacman was an interesting change to get used to. discovering that it didnt have some packages that i have usually was interesting, but then shortly i discovered the aur and yay. it opened me up to a wide range of new packages that werent even on some of the package managers i had tried previously, like dnf and apt. in contrast to those, i found pacman and now yay much easier and incredibly fast to use. there just becomes more and more reasons to use arch every time i open it haha.

one of the things i havent got around to choosing is a file manager. having to navigate my files entirely by terminal has helped build the muscle memory of commands i didnt know before. plus may even be faster than i found previously? i may get around to setting up some aliases if i feel like i could shorten some tasks. using cli packages in terminal over graphical packages has helped me to learn git some more as well, which im sure will be useful for me in the years to come. in regards to the terminal too, im looking into switching to zsh instead of bash which i currently dont know what the difference is between shells or what they do exactly but ill find out.

i have only been using arch consistently for a few days at this point. and awesome is still pretty ugly, so the next task for me is to spice it up a bit with some theming. i dont have much, if any, experience with lua, which apparently is the language that awesome uses to write its dotfiles (also took me a minute to learn what dotfiles actually were). the last time i used lua was probably in roblox studio at like the age of 10 or something, so its been a while. i have a few articles and videos lined up that i need to watch for an introduction, so i already have an idea of where to start. with that said however, if anyone has any advice or tips send them my way!

now the obvious question for myself after this is what project am i actually going to do next? i want to actually develop software but i find it extremely intimidating. so there are a couple options for me going forward. one of the big ideas in my mind is developing a longer form game project in godot. i have developed smaller projects in the past to get used to the engine, but i want to try my hand at doing something over the course of multiple weeks. i have poor time management skills and tend to get sidetracked with other projects but i really want something i can chip away at every day for a few hours. and i think a game could be just that! plus, it gives me a creative outlet as well. i can make the music and art for that and combine a few hobbies into one.

arch & awesome has been definitely an interesting change to get used to, but it has been so fun! learning how to do everything myself has been what i have been craving and every day i regret abandoning windows less and less. i cannot sing the praises of linux and its community enough for scratching my brain in the right places! at some point i want to make a post detailing my full journey with linux, so keep an eye or two out for that.

if anyone wants to talk with me about any of this feel free to send me a message! dms are always open :)

[scover-va]

Generally when you reblog things I feel like I ask for ???/Carla/Chandrelle a lot. So I’m going to switch it up and say Rust for the ask meme

My favourite old man!!! And my favourite, dare I say, babygirl

Favourite thing about them:

His fucking CHAPTER oguhgguughggugh i could talk about him and his experiences for HOURS OGUGHGUGUH. Hi. I am NOT normal about him. Tho genuine, less vague answer is probably just. Like. His personality? Like he is SUCH a good dad and i just wanna see him and Weasel Kid bond post-game yknow??? But also like. His entire life is the wastes, people wanting to kill him and his son around every corner, yet he still tries and avoid violence whenever possible?? I dont know if it's more of a genuine pacifist thing or if he doesnt want his son to experience all this death, but like. I kinda wanna lean towards the second option considering how quickly he resorted to killing and shooting on sight when Rocky wasnt there. And I know thats mainly bc of trauma and determination to get to his kid but. I mean. Shooting Jeremiah in the chest was NOT necessary. Anyways also hes silly and goofy and I love him <3

Least favourite thing about him:

Maybe not about HIM specifically but like. I wish the mind control serum was explored more?? Like it kinda feels like a useless plot. Yes it triggered Carla's hardcore mod, but unless she or Sado were in contact with Reggie and Jeremiah somehow, then that mod could've just...been triggered differently. And like. It's mostly Sado's actions that drive him to that brink of insanity. I cant remember if Jeremiah told him to go to the inn, but the ONLY reason i can see the MC Serum being important is just to get him to the inn. other than that. He joins in on the ritual because he thinks it'll get Rocky back. He's already a player character, he doesnt NEED to be controlled by the player. And also I think the potential of him being the dead body up during Junior's lil assistance section of VG2 is unexplored

Favourite Line:

Not even the full line, but. Mayhap. I quote it all the time. (Full line is something like "Can't fit in there. Someone smaller, mayhap" idk I'm not pulling up the game to find it) Mayhap mayhap mayhap. Hes so silly I love him <3333

brOTP:

Again, I think he and Weasel Kid should have a father-son dynamic, as seen in one of my fics. They both lost what the other is, and I just mmmmm!!!!

OTP:

My number of Rust ships is. Low. Admittedly. But him with Bryce and/or Lazarus <3

nOTP:

Obviously The Hex has like 10 fans, and the number of Rust ships is. Low. But I'm just gonna say the obvious notps; Weasel Kid, Sado, or Rocky. Thank fucking god this fandom is small because weirdos would use Lionel's voice line about never figuring out Rust and Rockys exact bond as an excuse for proshitting. So. Yay small fandom moment <3

Random Headcanon:

I dont know how random BUT while in the Wastes, he's fairly thin and doesn't eat much, only eating up to half of their food rations, often less, saving the rest for Rocky. But he had slight muscle to make up for it, because I'm sure carrying around supplies and a bigass shot gun all day every day + walking all day every day at least builds up SOME muscle. Once he gets to the inn, however, he loses his gun and doesn't walk around too much. After all, the inn is MUCH smaller than the wastes. So, he ends up losing muscle. Not to mention he's probably eating less (especially after the possibility of fully coming to terms with what happened to his son), so. He grows thinner. Though he DOES go down a road of recovery (probably with Bryce's help tbh, knowing how Bryce is) and ends up regaining some body fat! He eventually gets healthy enough that he slowly develops a bit of a dad bod :-) I wanted to draw out this hc but couldn't get the anatomy to look right so I forgot about it, but I am VERY happy I get to ramble about it now <3

Unpopular Opinion:

There are like 2 or 3 other people who talk about Rust enough for ANY sort of 'popular' opinion to form. So. That sucks. Does him being the skeleton in the GameWorks base count? Can I say he's smart just not conventionally smart? Like he can hotwire a car and picked up some German thanks to a certain nuclear sandworm and can aim with perfect accuracy despite having poor vision, but he can't read or do math or write or-

Song I associate with them:

I. Have an entire playlist for him. Whoopsies. ANYWAYS. Grief from The Devil's Carnival (ive never listened to the musical i just found it in a playlist a while back) and Still Here by Digital Daggers. Mostly Grief tho. But like. It's from Sado's perspective about Rust. If that makes sense

Favourite Picture of them:

His steam emoji <33333

It looks even goofier on my phone bc of how blurred it is

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

olympic volleyball round-up

sad that this is possibly my last olympic vball post :(

my predictions:

following vnl i felt italy and brazil were strong contenders for gold and i maintained that thru semis

for bronze i was thinking poland or china tbh so it was surprising these teams didnt make it past qfs. i also had hopes for japan and turkiye- turkiye did indeed make it to the bronze medal match. usa i wasnt sure about because we havent seen a stable squad from them until the olympic games and even then they were still messing around with their outsides, but as former gold medalists i knew they had it in them

quarters and semis

italy and brazil making it to semis was obvious but i was surprised the usa beat poland and was undecided about china/turkiye.

for semis, i kinda knew italy would win but i really thought brazil was gonna take it- and they almost did.

thoughts on our top 4 teams:

4. turkiye: this team has had an interesting year. they got gold at 2023 vnls but weren't able to defend it in 2024. their biggest asset right now is melissa vargas joining them, but one player alone cant carry the team. i think the injury of gunes, baladin, and then ozbay hurt them, but we got to see more of their bench! i personally liked seeing how different the chemistry could be with different outsides, even if it didn't always lead to the results they wanted. speaking of outsides i wonder how they will use karakurt moving forward, at first they had her continue in opposite with that double switch but then moved to playing her outside and then the last few matches just not at all. if nothing else she is the teams mood maker! ive heard rumors but seen no confirmation but if erdem retires well be looking at a fairly young team going forward, it will be interesting to watch.

3. brazil: they played so well in vnl and so well in pool phases that i was almost sure theyd win the semis. i think it was down to gabi not scoring as highly as she usually has and the unforced errors that sometimes pile up for them. i still maintain that i wish they were in the gold medal match cause i think brazil was the only team that could have stretched it to at least 4 sets if not a 5 set thriller. they did go home with bronze so cant be too sad for them lol. the team was interesting considering the age and experiance mixed with players like ana christina and bergmann. despite the drama with the fans i really do like watching brazil play, especially gabi- the peoples princess of volleyball. i wonder how much of the national team will continue on and how many will retire.

2. usa: did NOT see them getting silver coming based on their performance the last few years. usa has a lot of star players but the past few seasons it felt like they werent working together as a team, and i dont mean this as in mentality they clearly have good comraderie, just in their play style. some of this might come from them not having the steady starting roster other teams have, but im not a professional. still to be able to get it together and make it to the final round is impressive, they couldnt defend their gold but silver is still something! im excited for the next generation thats coming up and to see if the lovb league changes how the national team plays

1. italy: going into this tournament i think we all knew who would get gold, and not jut because they got it 2 months ago at vnl. this italian team is the strongest ive ever seen them. they werent bad in 2023, but i think they were missing egonu and her returning has brought everything we knew she could bring! idk if it was having to play without her or something in the water or what but this italian team all around is much stronger from the setting to blocking to defense they just play like the best team in the world should. lets see if anyone can challenge them next year.

edit: I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT DREAM TEAM

dream team

egonu as best opposite and mvp, ikdfr. orro best setter again was earned! de gennaro best libero makes sense. danesi and ogbogu best middles was earned! SYLLA AND GABI BEST OUTSIDES IS LIKE MY DREAM COME TRUE was literally thinking during the game id want them as my opposites asdjfaklsfj.

i dont have a lot a lot to say, just that this tournament is bittersweet. 1- its over too fast. 2- were saying goodbye to a lot of really talented players (some will continue on with club tho!) and its always sad when you realize that the teams you just watched will never play that way again. looking forward to club starting soon tho!

to anyone who actually reads these i hope you enjoy them, and learn to enjoy the wonders of live volleyball too. im really excited that the us is getting its own league and i hope to see a game in person even tho ill have to drive 12+ hours or 20+ hours by train (amtrak wtf). im also excited that the college volleyball scene is picking up in my area, i hope to go support them as well.

until next tournament 🫡

[trapped-twins]

david was leaning against the doorway of the so-called "home depot room" (dubbed that by the braincell david and adam share). it wasnt very often that he walked down to this section of their little hideout, but he would occasionally come down just to see how the buildings were coming along, maybe to inform someone about a switch or update in their plans.

he hummed at logans response, nodding slowly. the shorter shifted his pose, going from a cross armed "i came in here to spy on you" position to a hands in pocket "im going to try and pick a fight with you but lose miserably because im miserable" position. he was always rather awkward- not just around logan, but around everyone else too.

it wasnt that he wasnt used to being around them. he was painfully aware of everyone. it was more-so that he just didnt know how to act. he was so used to faking shit that he didnt know how to be genuine. "i thought i recognized you."

he tried his best to have no reaction to the hand on his jaw. it wasn't like this was super gay or anything. they were chill. this was fine. why was logan looking at him like that? did he do something wrong? was he interrupting him? was this one of those war flashback things he had read about?

when logan started to speak again, david panicked internally despite his cool guy face. especially when his thumbs touched over his scarring. they had always been a small trigger for him. he swallowed hard and forced himself to relax, instead focusing on the words he was speaking.

was it really that obvious? he understood why logan felt the way he did. he was called a 'debby-downer' by one of the nurses he spoke with the most. even some of the other orderlies mentioned it. he always paid no mind to it. for some reason though, hearing it from logan hurt. he felt a little guilty due to it.

david couldnt help the small feeling of pride when logan told him how well he was doing. he laughed airily, resting just the tip of his fingers on the blonde's knuckles. "i wouldnt say im doing like..god's work or anything." he shrugged dismissively. "then again i wasnt doing much over at the hospital either."

he tapped on his hand a few times, a little fidgety. "you all do so fuckin' much for john and what do i do? get info on losers who've done something wrong? i mean, hell, you craft up amazing shit!" he motioned to the table behind them, full of steel and equipment, "i get the whole..second chance thing but i wanna do more..i wanna do something - be someone. i dont feel like im..well as you put it - flourishing."

Heyy..Logan - I feel like I've seen you around other than yk - jigsaw. Do you by any chance work at a hospital? -David

@trapped-twins <3

[ Logan ]

Turning to look over his shoulder at David, Logan raised a brow before setting aside the heavy steel he'd been about to solder. Removing and setting aside the safety gear he'd been wearing, he reached over to grab his water bottle, though he didn't uncap it. Mostly, it was just something to fiddle with. Fully facing him, Logan pushed his hip into the desk and crossed his arms over his stomach as he nodded, then paused. Shaking his head after a second, he chuckled a little bit.

“I did. I'm at the city morgue, now. When we… Before we met officially, I worked at the same hospital you did. I was a nurse, you were an orderly in my section.” He informed with a little smile tugging at the corners of his lips. It was a gentle twitch, but definitely something that David could pick up on.

Pushing off of the desk, he sauntered over, reaching out to take David's jaw in one hand. Lifting the other's head to look him in the eyes, his expression was grim and his eyes as intense as they were distant for a moment. It was almost like he was looking right through David, instead of at him. Then, he seemed to focus and that little, closed-lipped smile returned to his face and he sighed softly.

“You were so sad,” His voice was quiet as he spoke, tender as both hands cupped David's cheeks and his thumbs brushed the scars on them, “I didn't like seeing you like that. Hurting, feigning apathy… I was like that, too. I remembered what that was like, and I wanted better for you. John gave me a new life, and I wanted to give that gift to you, too.”

After a few seconds, his hands hovered barely a few centimeters from David's skin. It was almost like he was having second thoughts about the contact, but after a beat, he returned those warm hands to David's face. Everyone always expected him to be cold to the touch—clinical like he was at work—but he always surprised them. Maybe he hadn't surprised David so much, but he was sure that he could have. He would have believed him if he'd said he'd thought as much, too.

“And look at you, now! You're flourishing, you've found your new lease on life. I'm proud of you every day." Not like David really needed that out of him, but he couldn't stop himself from saying it, "You're doing such a good job here, I think you've found your niche. Here, with us.” There was a short pause and his voice dropped a little lower, softer, “With me.”