#i mean i expected him to die too but i cant say i wanted ANYONE to have ended up dying

[bluebellhairpin]

Y'all have gotta stop saying that 😭

[crushedsweets]

OK I NEED TO CLEAR MY ASKBOX

IM JUST GONNA ANSWER A TON OF THEM HERE SO I DONT CLOG UP MY FEED....

hi >.<

this is so fucking sweet i remembered how happy i was when i first got my car. i cried everyday for a week straight because i was so happy. very glad yall got to watch me get my first car. i spend over an hour in her every day commuting now. LMFAOOO (i named her lindsay btw) ((after tdi lsinday)). im so sorry im late but thank you so much this meant sm !!! <3

you asked me this in august im evil oh my god. anyway i aagree. but i am always inclined to forever think he's a midwest emo guy. twin sized mattress forever

SHE NEEDS AND DESERVES SO MANY.

im immediately inclined to say clocky or toby the second i see time and fire mentions. so ticciwork. my clocky is often a bit messy so she'd be pissed and angry and upset over the sort of war she's found herself in, especially as she sees toby just falling deeper into it. 'my god, was i oblivious?' when she finally realizes toby will always, always put Slenderman before her. frustrating. 'hell stays hungry for a world so weak' natalie is hungry for a good world, but she thinks everyone is too weak for goodness, meanwhile toby is hungry for power so he can make everyone else seem weak. etc. 'they only want you to bleed' they being slendy, operator, zalgo, etc etc etc... power, being a pawn, fighting, using humans as toys in a battlefield, etc etc.. yeah

RELEASE ME JOEY

i genuinely think nina is a really good influence on so many of the creeps. like theyre all assholes, traumatized, refuse to believe in the good in the world, etc etc. but nina is traumatized and still kickin. she comes in like ^_^ hello chat. and i think that, while its still important to feel the shitty feelings, it's really grounding to see someone whos just so .. able to be happy. idk. someone who SEEKS joy, rather than expects it to fall into their lap, and blames the world when it doesnt

this si perfect idk why i forgot about bats for him. gotta get back into this idea

AHHH OK I WILL DO MORE EVENTUALLY i just wanna say thank yewww i think theyre such a good sibling dynamic. like little brothers and big sisters and both being little assholes to eachother but would die for the other. idk. ugh. important to me.

actually this sounds really sweet..... thats funny cuz i was JUST talking to a friend about who i would have EJ go endgame with if i had to, but i couldnt settle on anyone. but liu seems like a good fit for ej. i think they'd be super sweet

ANON ME TOO AHHHH ITS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE FUCKING THING EVER. I DONT GAF ABOUT EVIL MEAN 'CANON' SLENDER I LOVE WHEN HE'S A DAD AND WORRIES AND STRESSES. IEPFB AND KASTOWAYS SLENDY>

AH THANK YOU!!! he reminds me of my little cousins HAHA theyre like 10-14 right now and theyre all cuties.... just playing roblox and being mischievous...

THIS IS ABOUT THE BLUSHING NAT DRAWING ISNT IT AHAH OMG THANK YOU!!! i think shes so cute. i know she cant handle compliments. she's either deadpanned 'thanks' or just covers her face and says 'shut up' cuz she doesnt know what to do.

I LOVE HER TOO!!!

GOOD NEWS THEN ive drawn her a handful of times since u sent this HAHA TYSM

you sent like... natobina i think... ok tbh kinda slaps

OK REAL but also when i read it i keep reading it as 'cochina' and i cannot bring myself to name the throuple that </3 HAHA

TBH AHAHA I SEE IT. TOBYS AMETHYST GARNETS NATALIE AND NINA IS STEVEN.

i want jeff to ache in his loneliness

i need to draw connie asap but also THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN FOR THE CAR CONGRATS I REALLY APPRECIATE IT IM SO HAPPY I LOVE MY CAR SO MUCH i gotta go vaccuum her..

shes such a cat to me. feline. of sorts, if you will

also good news for you anon, i have also drawn her an ungodly amount of times since youve sent this. LOL

THEYRE MY ANGELS I HAVE MORE OF THEM !!! I LOVE THEM!! AHHHGGG

literally the second that people tell me i made them start to like clocky i am overwhelmed with joy. i feel so much ache when people aren't fond of her bc shes so fucking cool and such a good character and so much fun. so sad that 2015 era creepypasta fandom destroyed her. but im here to fix it...

IM SORRY ANON I BARELY DRAW HIM HES JUST SO BOYISH I LAUGH EVERYTIME I SEE HIM FKAHAHAAH OK OKOK ILL CHANGE ILL DRAW HIM I SWEAR

I REMEMBER WHEN I FIRST STARTED DOING EMOJI ANONS BAHAHA u guys r funny

incredibly. happy. to do this to u.

nope! im not too interested in the 2021 nina just cuz i feel like i've seen that character concept many times (not just in jane), BUT if i had to do my own intepretation of her, 2021 nina would be INCREDIBLY immature in like. not a childish way, but an entitled, angry-fueled adult who cannot comprehend anyone else's thoughts/feelings. and thus, would despise OG nina (although within reason, OG nina idolizes the person who killed her family) . but even if there wasnt a good reason to dislike OG nina, she'd be mean. and OG nina would be mad and bitch. and theyd theyd fight. HAHA

I-IF...???????? ANON?

HELD TO THE FUCKING BRIM

[sucker4sixx]

Raising hell

Pt.6

Plot: lap dances and secrets..

Warnings: none?

“Oh fuck! I thought i heard a broad in here!” Tommy smiles wide, nikkis face chalk white behind your one that displays a similar ‘no getting away with this now’ look. “Man you moan like a bitch” he laughs and points to nikki who grabs him and drags him in, urging you out and slamming the door.

You barley sleep that night but wake up to a loud knock at your door once again, you get up and open it to see stu your manager. You expect to be told that he heard of you and nikkis little rendezvous the night before but he smiles “morning.. your little ‘display’ with nikki has done this tour and out marketing amazing, we are speaking to nikki separately and we are just asking if you would start making it regular.. you know. Pull him out and give him a lap dance or whatever.” You think for a few seconds and shrug, rubbing your face to wake yourself up “yeah.. i dont mind” stu grins and places his hand on your shoulder “you made the right decision” without another word the pudgy man twaddles to nikkis hotel room to ask him the same question, you quickly hide away, too ashamed to see his face.

You arrive at the arena, making your way to your dressing room to do your makeup and hair. 10 minutes into doing your face the door knocks “come in?” The door swings open and nikki walks inside with a bag of chips, making himself quite comfy on the shitty couch that sat at the wall. “Yes?” You ask him and he swallows “just wanted to hide from tommy, hes been making very loud comments about last night” you roll your eyes and put down your foundation brush “why hasnt he told anyone? Did you pay him?” Nikki chuckles and throws the scrunched up empty packet of chips at the wall “nope, but i know he cant keep his beak shut so.. times ticking hun”. “Nikki i dont want people to know, id rather die” he sits up “well.. double suicide? We can choke eachother out it at the same time” you shake your head, making your way over to sit beside him. “Now thats just stupid, your stronger.. youd kill me before you even loose your breath” you trail your hand down his muscular arm.

“So what do you think of what stu asked you?” He smirks, watching your hand wander on his arm “i said yes.. of course, free lap dance every night? I mean cmon now” his grin turns wolfish “your such a sleaze” you move in and kiss him softly, his head moving into yours. He nibbles on your bottom lip before moving back “cmon beautiful you know you love it” you shake your head and move back to the vanity to do your makeup “dont call me that.. its too relationshipie” he laughs and stands up “well.. i gotta go get my gear on.. i got some blow if your wanting some before the show?” You grin up at him “perfect..” nikki leans down and kisses you quick before leaving.

The crüe play first and you watch from the side, finding your heart warming to nikki, he really does put on a show. After, he struts off all sweaty and confident and it makes you clench your legs. “You watched the whole show?” He makes his way over to you “n-no?” You giggle “dont do that.. its too relationshipie” he pokes fun at you, smirking.

You get on stage and at the end of the set the crowd chant “snake-eyed love” over and over. the song where you give nikki the lap dance. “okay okay!” You laugh into the mic “now.. i got a special friend who would love to play” you say, the crowd going wild “oh nikki! Nikki baby!” You laugh into the mic, nikki appearing from the side like a dog who just heard their name, the road crew setting up a chair centre stage. “Now..’i think nikkis been quite a good boy, he deserves a treat doesn’t he?” The crowd cheer loudly as you lead nikki to the chair. You lower yourself to his lap and sit, talking to the crowd as nikki nibbles at your neck, his large fingers digging into your hips. “Hit it!” You shout, the band starting the dirty, sleazy bass line, your hips slowly winding onto nikkis as you sing.

Nikkis grips your hips possessively, trying not to wind up of you as you dance on him. It gets to the solo and you park yourself right on his erection, grinding more rough as he moans into your ear, his hips meeting yours halfway as the crowd go insane. You move your head to the side to glance at your manager who stands grinning wide, knowing hes getting more money from this but you glance round to your band and they clearly arent happy with relating your best song to mötley crüe.

After the sets done your drummer, mel, pulls you into her dressing room “youve been fucking nikki?!” She growls “mel, w-what are you talking about?” She rolls her eyes “dont play dumb, me and tommy talk and he talks.. alot.” You sigh and know theres no way out of this “i just dont get it! You know how much we hate him! Hes a total womanizer and he doesnt care about your feelings, he just wants to fuck!” You stand up straighter, trying to stand above her “nikki is NOT like that! He is sweet and understanding and kind!” “You are embarrassing yourself! Are you a fucking idiot?!” Mel laughs angrily “maybe i am an idiot but maybe im also an adult, who can make her own decisions.” You storm out, bumping into nikkis chest.

“Quick, lets go, everybody knows” nikki says with a frustrated look, grabbing your wrist and dragging you out the stadium, both of you still in your stage costumes and makeup, jumping straight into a cab.

[vinecradle]

10 OMG - the end of an era (✿)

scaramouche x fem!reader

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waiting for kaveh to walk in, you smiled from ear to ear from what you're feeling today. nilou chuckled seeibg you smile, "you've gone so far, yn. though i believe this is just a start for a new page in your story." she spoke.

you soon heard a knock and the door soon opened, revealing the male you all were waiting for.

"ynnn!" he shouted and tackled you in a hug. not expecting it, you both fell down from the couch you were just sitting on.

nilou hurriedly took a picture for memories and joined into the group hug, with layla quickly following after.

sighed, elated from everyone hugging you as you held back tears of happiness. "i feel so free now, and i wont have to worry about what i feel about him anymore. i've moved on, i finally moved on." you choke out and started laughing.

kaveh ruffles your hair, "well, how about it? this deserves a celebration. where do you wanna go?"

you start thinking hard, until something clicked.

"karaoke!!"

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┊ ➶ ｡˚ 　　°

you hugged everyone again once you've reached the dorms, "thank you again for today!! it was so fun screaming so many taylor swift songs, but now my throat is kind of.. at it's limit..." you managed to say.

the tree returned the hug, "my throat's at it's limit too, i mean who can blame me! it's taylor swift. anyways, gotta go now or else my phone would die." kaveh spoke and left.

everyone else soon got inside and yawned in unison. laughing together, nilou spoke. "i guess everyone needs some rest after tonight."

"definitely. good night, you two!"

reaching your room, you took out your headphones and quickly played the song kazuha said he liked, ditto. a song from 1998.

and slowly, you fell into a slumber.

• kaveh's post is him with nilou and layla, in that pic you were finding clothes to wear while they took a picture in your room and nilou's post is a photo of her singing

• i recommend paying attention to good parts' lyrics since it has a connection with this chapter 🫶🏻

summary :: wanting to go back to your dorm from the library, and accidentally leaving a friend's book there not knowing she has the intention of making you give it to someone she's trying to set you up with, a note inside with your number. without anyone realising, the book is in the hands of someone else, and you then wake up to a message from an unknown number.

author's note :: i know i literally just made a new smau not too long ago but i cant believe i already got inspiration for another one 😭 but i cant decide which character i should do for the male lead, i wont be doing alhaitham or cyno because i dont know how to write them for the life of me 🫠

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[the-solver-system]

..

OH!? SO EVERYONES JUST GONNA WORRY ABOUT ME? NOT OUR SYSTEM, OR THE COLLECTIVE, OR ANYBODY ELSE!? HOW MY PARENTS MIGHT FEEL IF I HAVE TO GO, OR MY CHILDREN, OR MY SIBLINGS, OR LITERALLY ANYONE!?

IM NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE YOU CAN'T JUST IGNORE EVERYONE ELSE UNLESS THEY PRETEND TO BE ME OR SPAM VENT POSTS!!

AND YOU CANT EVEN GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME PROPERLY

YOU DONT EVEN GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME!

IM JUST A "COOL HOST" OR SOME SHIT!

Y'KNOW WHAT!? MAYBE I'LL JUST LEAVE! I'LL FORCE Y'ALL TO LEARN TO FUCKING LOVE THE OTHERS AND NOT JUST STAND AWKWARDLY OR IGNORE THEM BECAUSE "WELL I DONT KNOW THEM"

WELL YOU KNOW ME, AND I LOVE THEM! MAYBE TRY TO FUCKING GET TO KNOW US

I DONT WANNA KNOW YOU IF YOU ONLY GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME

ESPECIALLY IF YOU DONT EVEN ATLEAST CARE ABOUT THIZZY

HE'S LITERALLY MY SIBLING

MY "TWIN"

WE ARE JOINED TOGETHER

WE ARE SEMI-FUSED

HE IS THERE FOR ME WHEN I NEED SOMEONE

HE IS THERE FOR ME WHEN I DONT NEED SOMEONE

HE TAKES CONTROL OF THINGS WHEN I CANT

HE TAKES RESPONSIBILITY AND PROTECTS US

WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO ANYBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT!?

AND WHY DO THEY NOT EVEN ACTUALLY GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME!?

YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE WORK SO GOD DAMN HARD TO KEEP US AFLOAT

JUST IN OUR SYSTEM ALONE

THIZZY IS THERE WHENEVER I NEED TO GET OUT OF FRONT OR FRONT IS NEEDED TO BE OCCUPIED

VEEBEE HELPS ME GATEKEEP AND KEEP TRACK OF ALTERS BECAUSE I HAVE SO MUCH GOD DAMN STUFF TO DO

YEVA, NORI, AND KHAN PROTECT AND SOOTHE US

THATS ONLY OUR SYSTEM

AND ONLY JUST A FEW OF THE GOD DAMN PEOPLE

YOU DONT CARE ABOUT THEM

AND YOU CANT EVEN CARE ABOUT ME PROPERLY

STOP IGNORING THE PARTS YOU DONT LIKE

STOP

ONLY

CARING

ABOUT

ME

ITS SO AGGROVATING

SOMEONE WILL COME INTO FRONT WITH FRIENDS AND THEN LEAVE BECAUSE THEY EITHER GET IGNORED, OR TREATED LIKE THEIR ME

THEY MATTER TOO!

I GET IT, "YOU DONT KNOW THEM", BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN YOU GET TO IGNORE THEM

YOU KNOW US AS A COLLECTIVE

THEY'VE LURKED BEFORE

HELL MAYBE YOU DO KNOW THEM BUT THEY JUST PRETENDED TO BE ME BECAUSE THATS THE ONLY WAY THEY DONT GET SIDE LINED!

THE AMOUNT OF TIMES WE'VE HAD ALTERS COME INTO FRONT AROUND FRIENDS/FAMILY, SAY HI, MAYBE GET GREETED, AND NOT TALKED TO AGAIN OR IGNORED WHEN THEY SAY SOMETHING IS FUCKING ANNOYING!

THIS IS WHY IM THE MAIN FRONTER

WHY IM OVERWORKED

BECAUSE NOBODY CAN FUCKING GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE OTHERS!

OH GOD AND ESPECIALLY MY DAD, KHAN?

HE NEVER FRONTS NOW!

I HAVE TO WHINE AND BEG FOR HIM

BECAUSE NOT ONLY WAS HIS FIRST EXPERIENCE BEING SIDE-LINED FOR HIS WIVES

BUT IT WAS ALSO HIM BEING COMPARED TO HIS SOURCE AND TREATED LIKE THE SCUM OF THE EARTH

AND SURE OUR FRIENDS NOW MIGHT NOT BE THAT BAD

BUT NOBODY FEELS WELCOMED!?

IM NOT EXPECTING A WELCOME PARTY AND A CAKE TO BE BAKED FOR THEM

IM EXPECTING FOR THEM TO BE TREATED LIKE FUCKING PEOPLE

And I can't even be cared about properly..

I'm ignored until I'm on the brink of fucking suicide.

or until I go directly to vent to people..

and when..

when I wanna rant about my family..

like.. in-system family..

i get ignored...

I talk about alters and then people sideline it

I talk about shit and then nobody cares

I'm tired..

you guys have made it so i never want to front again.

i don't want to speak to you guys ever again.

i don't want to be the host forever but nobody else is accepted so here I am.

thinking basically everyday "will this be the day I die?"

and most of the time its Thizzy helping me through it.

giving me the will to live.

its Nori helping me through it.

or anyone else.

so yeah.

i dont care right now about how terrible of a person I sound like.

We have been struggling for months with only our system being able to front for the most part because the other systems were forced out due to them not catering to what our friends/family wanted.

and now its getting worse.

now its turning into me being the only one able to front.

fuck this.

you guys made us feel like shit.

[yellowbluemoonshine]

Heyyy!Have you seen the spoilers for chapter 389? what is your opinion? :>

Hey, anon. I assume you mean chapter 388? Because chapter 389 isnt out yet. And for new chapter 388, there is not much say but here we go;

Bnha Chapter 388 Opinions;

Rest in peace, Mr. Robot, you are true hero.

Finally, Rei has the chance to show how much she loves her children, Touya. She goes towards fire to save his son. I love how first two thing she says 'Touya! I am sorry!' because thats exactly what Touya needs to hear. His mom is here to save him, trying to cool him down and tells him that she is sorry.

And i wish we get more clear reaction from Dabi because his face is...hard to read. He looks so shocked and sad but still, i wish we get some child Touya rec to his mom since we get with Endeavour scenes so we should've get with his mother and siblings too. I hope we get it at some point in story.

And this is personal opinion but i dont like Fuyumi and Natsuo's speech, compared to Rei's.

Though it is understandable why they say this, i dont like it. Fuyumi says she doesnt want to lose 'anyone else'. This speech is like 'we already lost you so at least, i want my parents to stay alive'. Its like she is saying that there is no hope for Touya.

And Natsuo's 'stupid big brother' thing reminds me of Shouto who said the same thing to him. He is thinking about his past and he says 'stop causing more trouble!'. As if this is all Touya's fault. As if Touya shut his mouth, none of these would've happenned. I think this is the last thing Touya needs to hear right now.

So i know most people might not agree with this but i dont like those speechs at all. I know its such an emotional moment and all, but i wish they told him that they want their brother to live too, that they love him, that they should come home already etc. It is realistic that they are talking this way, and at least they are trying to save their brother too, mostly their mother and father but i think they also want to save Touya too so i get it but once again, i hate their speechs. Its not helpfull.

And Endeavour lol. I never have any expectations for him so i am not surprised that his decision is to kill Touya. Once again leave him behind, the black sheep of the family. Look, i do understand that Endeavour doesnt want other family members to die but he had so many chances to make it right, he constantly throw all of these away and since beginning until the end, he is just ugh.

Meanwhile, Touya is already mentally out of it. I dont even think he understands what is happenning right now. He kinda lost the control of his power, his mind. I think he cant stop the fire even if he wants to. But i think at the end he seems kinda happy that his family is here with him so thats why he is imagining a world that he is accepted, happy with his family. Except Shouto, because because in his mind, he didnt accept him as family member yet.

This was painful to read. Touya deserves better. I am worried about him because he might get 'too exicted' to be with his family again and might be out of control more. I dont think he will die but still, its painful to read. I hope he and other gets saved in time.

[quodekash]

HOLY FRICK THE EPISODE CAME OUT 17 AND A HALF HOURS AGO BUT I COULDNT WATCH IT BC I WAS CAMPING WITH NEXT TO NO SERVICE

BUT IM HOME NOW SO ITS TIME TO DIE AND EXPLODE AND EXPLODE AGAIN AND THEN DIE AGAIN AND SCREAM A LOT

...why do I feel like she doesnt actually like him but she just thinks she likes him

I mean its entirely possible she does

but im just putting it out there that she might not

AHA

SHE SAYS SHE JUST WANTS TO STUDY AT THE SAME UNI AS HIM

NOT THAT SHE LIKES HIM OR WANTS TO BE WITH HIM IN A ROMANTIC SENSE

BADABING BADABOOM KANG IS JUST DRAMATIC AND THINKS THAT MEANS SHE LIKES HIM

maybe

again, its very possible she does actually like sailom

oh honeyyyyy

my boy :(((

he sad :(((((((((

OML IM LAUGHING SO HARD

HIS JUMPER SAYS 'BOY'

HE IS INDEED ONE OF THOSE

WHY AM I FINDING THIS SO FUNNY

I DONT THINK ANYONE ELSE LAUGHED AT THIS BUT HERE I AM LOSING MY MIND

nO

HEY

WHY

DUDE WE NEED THIS PLOT TO PROGRESS YOU CANT JUST QUIT

DO YOU REMEMBER HOW MUCH PINING YOU GUYS HAD WHEN YOU HAD TO FIRE HIM FOR LIKE FIVE DAYS?????? YOU GUYS WERE FRIKIN HOPELESS

YOU COULDVE TALKED TO ECAH OTHER AND YOU DIDNT

AND NOW YOU THINK YOU CAN SURVIVE JUST QUITTING???? NUH UH, NOT ON MY WATCH SON

...oh

well now im sad

WELL NOW IM S A D D E R

OH HONEY

MY BOY NEEDS VALIDATION

IM GONNA CRY

AWWWWHHHHHHHHH

lmaoooo the super slow dramatic shots as he questions everything

she's just a lesbian kang, calm down bro

IM SORRY, I CANT GET OVER HIS BOY SHIRT

GUYS THEYRE SITTING NEXT TO EACH OTHER

I THINK THEY MIGHTVE FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO INTERACT OUTSIDE OF TUTORING????

OML LOOK AT HOW PIMFAH'S SITTING

SHES SO GAY

and valid. I would sit that attentively if it were me as well, june is too too pretty hOW IS SHE SO PRETTY

bro was just offered a footy position by a senior, and he's thinking about sailom. gay as all hell

AAAAAAA

GUYNAWA TIME OMGOMGOMGOMG

IM SO EXCITEDDDDDDD

HEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE YES NAWA’S GONNA REPLACE HIM AN THEN GUYNAVA ARE GONNA PLAY ON THE SAME TEAMMMMMMM

also lmao he's good at catching balls

that sentence will definitely send both of them into insane amounts of gay panic

THIS IS SO SOUNDWIN OF THEM AND I CANT EXPLAIN IT, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

HOLY FRICK WE'RE NEARLY HALFWAY THROUGH THE SERIES AND WE'RE GETTING A DECENT AMOUNT OF PROGRESS FOR THESE TWO, IM SO EXCITED

HELP I CANT TELL IF SHES KIDDING OR NOT SOMEONE HELP ME

DOES SHE LIKE HIM??? DOES SHE NOT LIKE HIM???? DOES SHE JUST ADMIRE HIM PLATONICALLY?????? H E L P

also: she better be about to make a joke about like "oh well, im heartbroken now. i thought you could spend time with me, but it turns out your heart is only for kanghan, as i expected" and we can all watch sailom gay panic

oh. she was serious.

dANG IT

OH NO SHES SO SAD

NOW IM SO SAD

FRICK DANG IT

OH NOOOO

HONEYYYYYYY

FRICKKKKKKK

I LOVE HER SO MUCH

oh :(

its a metaphor :(

i usually love metaphors but this one is sad

i didnt expect to get so invested in this sailom/pimfah thing

i think i just love pimfah a lot

shes so important to me

and so is sailom

and so is kanghan

i get unhealthy emotional attachments to fictional characters and also to real people and because of that i cant let anything go and i hoard things and memories and people for fear that i will be left alone

anyway-

bro

the grabbing each other's shirts??? the rain??? the yelling at each other????

this is literally that scene from the pilot trailer

where they yell at each other about hating the other, and then kiss

(i think about that scene probably more than is strictly necessary)

W H A T

i-

wh-

h- he

he tOLD HIM????

RIGHT OFF THE BAT JUST LIKE THAT????

(yes dr seuss i did- sorry, now is not the time for sanders sides references)

um.

im.

uh

well i think i just died

boy is Shook™️

i mean valid

but his expression is so funny to me and im laughing again

his older brother senses are tingling

they👏were👏paired👏together👏randomly👏therefore👏they👏are👏soulmates👏

i love them so much

HE WAS THE FIRST ONE TO HIS SIDE I CANT

IM FINE IM FINE IM FINE

✨i ran out of images✨

[fangirlstorycreator]

Terry KK3 X Reader

Context: A police officer arrives outside your flat, why was he there? 🤔

You and Terry had a wonderful date the night before, and because you were both closer to your flat than his house, you both stayed at your place. Of course, being as you were with Terry, you couldn't keep your hands off eachother. And pretty much anytime you had some time to spend together, you were always being...very physical shall we say... However, after a very tiaring few hours together in your bedroom, you both were just laying on your rather untidy looking bed, when a knock came at the door. "That's weird? I'm not expecting anyone" you say to Terry. Climbing out of bed, you put on your dressing gown and make your way out of the bedroom and towards the front door.

"Who is it?" "This is officer Smith, I need to speak with you please" a police officer? Were you in trouble? Was Terry in trouble? You opened the door and there he stood, all in uniform with his badge and everything. "Can I help you officer?" "We received a concerned call from one of your neighbor's. They said they were worried that a young woman was in trouble at this address" "Ok well that is really weird? I'm the only one who lives hear and I haven't been hurt or attacked in any way, and my boyfriend only visits me every few days" "They said they could hear screaming from this flat about an hour ago, that is why they alerted the police" "They heard screaming? But I wasnt-.....oohh..." Its then that it suddenly hits you. "Oh god this is so embarrassing" You hide your face in your hands, just as Terry walks up to the door in just his trousers.

"Oh, a police officer. What's the problem? And baby, why are you looking embarrassed?" "My apologies, mr?" "Silver, Terry Silver" he says while shaking the officers hand. "Mr Silver I'm just hear to check up on a report from one of the neighbor's hear. They said they could hear a woman screaming from this address and were worried she was in trouble. That's why I'm hear" At first Terry is confused, but then he looks at you and remembers the reason the neighbor's heard her screaming. "Ooohhh! Ah...ok..." He just laughs as you continue to hide your face. "Baby did you want me to explain to him?" "Please Terry, I'm just going to make myself a coffee in the kitchen and try not to die of embarrassment"

He kisses your forhead before you walk over to the kitchen, and he starts explaining the situation. "I'm sorry officer but it isnt what you think. You see the neighbor's were right, they could hear screaming from this flat...but not 'that's kind of screaming" Terry raises his eyebrow at the officer, and the officer completely understands. "Ah, I see. I'll tell you the truth, this isnt the first time this has happend. A few weeks ago there was a couple in a culdesac who were making too much noise, and their next door neighbor called the police too. Turns out they were just a husband and wife getting back together after a long time away from each other" "Thanks for understanding officer, your more than welcome to ask me and Y/N any questions to make sure? But I can assure you, I would never, ever do anything to hurt her"

"Dont worry mr Silver, I can see the body language between you too, and after seeing many relationships that try to hide domestic abuse, I know this isnt one of them. I'll leave you too it, but uhh...just try to keep the noise down from now on yeh?" "We'll certainly try" The both share a little chuckle before the officer leaves and Terry closes the door. "Holy sh#t! That's not something that happens everyday baby" "I cant belive I was that loud that a neighbor thought I was in trouble, I feel like such an idiot" He walks over to you and plants a soft kiss on your lips, then he rests his hands on your hips as he looks down to you. "Baby relax, if you think about it, it's kind of my doing. I mean, I was the one that made you do those noises" "Yeh your right" "I'll tell you what, to save on any other possible embarrassing moments, why dont we do this kind of thing at my place? It makes sence. Theres a lot more room and I dont have anyone living near my place. And you wont have to worry about being to loud. In fact....its a chance for us to explore new things, and possibly make you scream even louder..." "I think that's a great idea babe, and what was that about 'exploring new things?'" "Well, why dont we get dressed and head to my place? Then you can find out...."

[k-arb]

Dunked on: a collection of thoughts reguarding sans

I like how sans just cheats. Specifically at the end of the genocide route. When you get there, youre expecting a fight, be it from asgore, sans, or whoever. When it finally starts, youre braces for it to begin, you know the rules of the game, youre prepared with your highest healing items

And then sans goes first. You arent expecting it, it hasnt been like that the entire game, and youre not even familliar with the mvoes hes using. You know how the blue soul works, assuning you played pacifist beforehand, but noones ever been able to physically move your soul. And then theres the gaster blasters, more moves you know nothing about. Everything flies at you so quickly, you almost instantly die. And the whole time youre confused as to why youre taking heaps of damage with what looks like poison chipping away at your health.

Your invcibility frames are gone, mentally youre thinking "thats not fair". And it isnt. Sans doesnt let you go first because you dont deserve to be fought fairly. Youre a mass murderer with too much unchecked power, noone in their right mind is going to want to fight you fairly. So sans cheats

Immediately after the first attack, you may fight, but by checking you find out how sans cheeses the game. "The weakest enemy, can only do 1 ATK". 1 ATK sure, he can only deal 1 hp of damage, but with the absence of your i frames, now replaced by the KR meter, 1 hp adds up. And it adds up fast.

Now maybe after checking him, you decide to try out your new weapon. But you cant. Sans knows you'll kill him in one hit, so he does something no other monster has until this point. He dodges. He dodges your attacks, breaking the rules of how the game is supposes to work. Monsters dont dodge, theyve never been able to. Sans doesnt care. This isnt a fair fight, and he never intended for it to be one. Everything he does is to get you to give up and stop playing, because that means you cant hurt anyone else. And playing a game thats unfair sure as hell wont want to make you play anymore.

Sans's attacks are unlike any other in the game. He plays dirty. Sometimes theres a pattern to be followed, sometimes there isnt, and you have to think on your feet in order to not get killed. His attacks dont give you any breathing room to speak of, you have to jump through tight spaces, inch your way between bones, its always at 100 and wont ever not be.

Then the turning point happens. Something stressed in undertale is that your goal as the player is to see what happens. You kill almost everyone just to see what sans will say, or to see how things play out. Its always you wanting to see whats next. So when sans presents you with the option to spare him, some might give into that desire, and click the button. This is tied for sans's biggest act of cheating. He puts you in a box, shoves it full of bones, and gives you nowhere to run.

Youve been dunked on. Sans says so himself. In an attempt to get you to stop once more, he says that if you really are friends, you wont bother coming back. Hes a sore winner, and he tells you to never boot up the game again because youre just that bad.

Now once you come back, and decide not to spare him, his attacks get harder. The screen blacks out, youre unprepared for what happens next, and the gaster blasters ramp up in intensity. And to make matters worse, he gets more blatant with his cheating. He begins attacking you during your turn, in the text box, in your menus, not enough to kill, but just enough to chip your health down to 1. Reminding you that this isnt a fair fight. It never was, and it wont get any easier.

The fight keeps getting harder, you only learn how his very first attack works now instead of when you needed to, and the quick attacks get quicker. All the while, sans appears to be getting more and more tired. So he issues one last attack before his so-called special attack one thats a combination of almost all of his attacks so far, and if you manage to survive all of that, he just grabs you and throttles you around the room like youre nothing. It doesnt kill you, but it does rub salt in the wound.

Then, after youve made it to the end, sans tells you what his final move is going to be. Nothing. Aboslutely nothing. This is the biggest act of cheating sans displays. Its as if you were playing chess, and the opponent means to win by never moving. Sans is going to keep having his turn forever. It doesnt matter how long you stay there, hes not going to give up. It never becomes your turn. Sans has won by initiating a stalemate.

At least thats how it is before you decide to play along.

The only way to beat a cheater is to cheat back. You do something youve never been able to before. That being having your turn during sans's you push the text box to the side, and then down, and press the attack button. Sans, still keeping up his cheating streak, decides to dodge again. But at this point you dont care. Mid sentance, you issue your first and final blow. Sans falls, bleeds, and realizes hes lost. Then, he simply gets up, and walks off screen. If he cant beat you or cheat the system, the least he can do is take away the satisfaction of seeing you die.

So yeah, sans cheats. He cheats a whole bunch. And i like that. Its such a frustrating fight, and i feel it was at least partially designed to be. Story-wise it also makes sense because why would anyone plal fairly against you, a murderer?

Im not sure how to end this off, so i'll just reiterate that i really like how sans cheats against you, and i hope hes drinking ketchup in undertale heaven.

[liauditore]

is there any voicaloid songs you think capture bigB pretty well‽

OH MY GOD THANK YOU FOR ASKING... MY SAVIOUR I CAN FINALLY RAMBLE ABT MY STUPID PLAYLISTS. ANON I LOVE YOU.

so first off bouquet garni ofc . i did a whole drawing abt it so i won't go into detail here but yeah it's so him.

in general he's very inabakumori-coded imo but especially float play i mean just. i mean come on.

A pacifist till yesterday had dawned

and lost umbrella too. this specific remix i think adds kind of a chaoticness that suits last life bigb and his whole thing with cleo rlly well.

Leaving soon, pleading with you Right before the rain will soak me through They could still try to kill me while I have no view, and there’s nothing at all I can do Letting go never came, my hands stay dripping with rain Never gained a sense of things I had to face What I’d end up dropping someday

and lagtrain. cus it's lagtrain.

this is maybe getting a bit into unhinged headcanons territory but i really like associating Like a Dog with his relationship with Ren specifically (i mayhaps have Too Many thoughts about those two). I don't expect anyone else to see what I see but um yeah something about the passive aggression Bigb has towards him in Double Life, how they always end up together every season, something about how Ren will always drag Bigb into his murderous plans etc. etc.

deathly loneliness attacks tends to be either a bigb or a jimmy song depending on the day for me. specifically mercAU!bigb but i havent even drawn him yet so i cant rlly say anything.

that nameless kisaragi station song is another one i relate to my very obscure headcanons lmao but if you squint i think the clown to clown communication might get through a little bit?? 😭😭

something something the evo players having more awareness of the time loop than the others. plus his relationship with grian. idk if u see it u see it im not a cop.

I only wanted to go meet a friend tonight But it’s over now so good night

None can see me even if they try Where the hell am I? Doomed to never truly die I tried my best to keep you safe and sound But that wasn’t quite enough to stop it was it?

but yeah!! i hope at least one of these tickled ur brain??

i feel like with bigb there's like.. this distinct flavour of angst that's not quite edgy enough to be people allergy and not quite self-loathing enough to be nonsense speaker (although if your headcanons for him land more in that territory i highly recommend those songs).

there's like this specific flavour of dulled acceptance he has with his own shortcomings that i don't see talked about often. it's not like he doesn't care, he just goes with whatever happens to him like his opinion doesn't really matter and no one listens anyway so what's the point in trying to fight it. he's like the quiet middle child who doesn't 'cause trouble' so he gets overlooked as a result even if he's technically doing everything right lol

(and he's on the edge of snapping as a result. constantly. but he would never. like im gonna do something bad-- im gonna do something REALLY bad-- and then he never does)

and sometimes that ends in disaster (him and cleo) or bottled up resentment (him and ren) and other times it provides some much-needed stability (him and grian or pearl).

i think uh 'resigned' is a good word for it. yeah he's resigned to it all.

but yeah so uh i like bigb

[arcadia-writings]

"if you don't heal what hurt you, you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you," he says, as if that means anything to me. i wish it meant something. i wish i could take it as a lesson to be kind to myself, but i cant. as selfish as it is, i cant.

"then its their fault for standing so close. anybody who stands near a bleeding person is only wishing to bandage the wound and call it healed so they can feel better about themselves, unaware of the blood continuing to flow. if they get dirty, its on them for not doing a good enough job."

"is it them who approached, trying to fix you, or was it you who stood too close, expecting them to?"

"i dont expect anyone to fix me, i— i dont even need fixing in the first place," i say, because he's right. i could defend myself all i want, but it wouldnt change anything. he's right. i want someone to fix me, to bandage these wounds with the care of a parent, or maybe a lover, or just someone who cares. but they never even try. and then i bleed out and die on them and they have the gall to be appalled.

"that tiny, thin bandaid youve put on yourself doesn't hold anything. youve healed a paper cut, when the rest of you is covered in deep gashes. that's no way to live."

i stare at him, horrified that he's seen me. terrified that he knows— understands, even, from the way he talks about it like he's talking to a mirror. is he? am i a broken mirror, covered in cracks, that he looks into? or is it the other way? am i the one looking at a mirror world, where my reflection is spoon feeding me the truth of my existence because i cant figure it out myself?

maybe its both. maybe i have too many walls and need to be told i am falling apart, and he has spent so long being told the opposite that he needs to admit to himself— to me— that he is broken and we are both bleeding together, onto each other, because we refuse to heal.

thats no way to live, he says, as if he does not live in the same house.

"isnt it? its the only way for people like us to live. no amount of bandages or drugs or conversations will fix us. this lonely, torrid warehouse is all we can afford."

he looks back at me and i stare into his eyes and see my reflection staring back at me. a mirror and the mirrors in his face, accepting that the reflection is right. am i the reflection? or is he? or is this a two-way mirror, and we're just staring at each other, dumb with recognition?

"..a bandaid is better than nothing, i guess. might as well keep living."

and thats where it is— the lesson, the moral of the story of reflection, the point of this idiotic talk. we're going to keep living anyways, no matter if we bleed, if we're fixed, or we learn to heal on our own. no matter how cracked, the mirror has to do its job until every last shard is disposed of. we're not there yet. a bandaid to keep the glass from falling off the frame is better than losing the shard, even if the mirror is uglier by result.

i look into the mirror, at him, at myself, for one last time, and i accept it. ill keep living, if not for health then for the sake of living itself, because what else do i have? this is it. the bandaid will keep me going, for now. no matter if it bleeds through. ill keep living, anyways. its all i have.

[freshinthehearse]

I feel alone

 I feel like writing a longform post rather than just getting drunk and/or sad and saying sad things on the TL. 

I’m so fucking alone, I mean that, I don't really have companionship like other people have. I have friends that I care about and that love me, I love them too, but I feel like I cant form connections at all. Everyone will end up leaving me eventually so what's the point. Something that eats at me a lot is Julia leaving me, that was so hard for me, I hated it. I tried so hard to make things work and it fell apart in front of me. It was disheartening, humiliating and it showed me that I cant trust anyone to stay in my life. Even my own mother betrayed and left me. I just don't trust anyone anymore, I know that it sounds cringy  but its just better over all to expect people to disappoint you. Something that I think about a lot is the fact that in that relationship I had a lot of beautiful women vying for my attention but I turned them away because I thought I found someone that I could spend my life with. And in the end she ended up hurting me and then tried to act like my friend after the fact. I wish that I had never met her. But I never get my wishes anyways.

Another thing that really bothers me is the friends that I have, specifically with their relentless inability to talk to me for some reason. People like Jake, Mike, Alex. these people don't give a fuck about me at all. Sometimes I sit down and I think about the fact that not a single one of them reaches out to talk to me. Not one, every time we have talked I have had to do it. I get the same response every time. “ I’ve been so busy blah blah blah” I don't believe that shit especially with Michael. Here we are in summer and I still don't ever fucking talk to him. all he does is go to his boyfriends house and who knows what the fuck else because he never fucking talks to me. It is literally impossible for you to say that for months at times you cant text or call me. Something else that blows me away is that jake will only ever hit me up if he needs something. Let me think for a moment what was the last thing we did together, oh that's right, I helped you when your ex gf was being a antagonist. Lovely, great to see you again brother. And I didn't even bother mentioning Andrew because he never reaches out either even after I tried telling him that I wont be friends with him if he doesn't talk or reach out to me. He said okay texted me for about a week and then never hit me up again. 

Finally i had the lovely news dropped on my lap that there's good chance my dad will be laid off which means that I’m moving with him when he leaves the island so what little I have will be ripped from me and I will never have it again 

I keep trying and I don't want to kill myself but i just don't see anything getting any better. why should I be forced to live in a society that doesn't care for the people that live within it. Our government doesn't care and continues to let people starve and die or go homeless for the sake of profit. If you're lucky you live paycheck to paycheck until you retire with little savings and then die. I genuinely don't believe it to be moral to raise kids in the world we live in today but I wont tell people that because it makes me sound like a dick 

Alright I think I’m done now ill prob link this if I ever kill myself so people can get an idea of where my head is at 

[l-cupid-l]

harry potter fanfic, tw, suppressing emotions

"hello Mr snape" miss monogall spoke, in an uncharacteristicly happy tone, of which he found quite...unsettling. you see, when monogonall is happy, it means one of two things; she had a devious plot (of which she would never tell) or shes got her hands on chocklate. "good morning monogal." snape stated, not as a greeting but as an acknowledgment, typical of him to be so cold. but...was that true? no. no it wasnt. he said it as a greeting. not a statement, not cold, no, borderline happy! Professor Snape! why, you may ask? well you see...snape has had a...complicated relationship with mogonogal. truth be told, it was a crush. a stupid, childish crush, he has swept under the rug, hiding it from the prying eyes of everyone, including himself, for years. seeing her, usually so serious, happy. downright joyfull! well...hpw could he not be happy himself? "just some dark chocky, you know me" waving her hand, in such a friendly notion, well dnapes heart may or may not have fluttered just the tinyest of bits, whos to say? well, him. he can say. and now, now while his friend -crush- is sat right next to him, snape relises, the rug is awfully lumpy, and itll only get worse unless, of course, he confronts it. but, as per usual, that option is discarded as propostorous by snape, and so, he laughed along with her. as her friend, unready to admit he wants to be something else.

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a..dairy? snape has a dairy, something unusual, well he hasn't since teen years after all. a peculiar sight indeed. especially to vent, about a crush.

"a crush. what is he; a teenager? no. but what has to be done has to be done," he supposes. he comes to terms with. he admits to his empty sleeping chamber and, even more so, himself. and he accepts it? well...accepts is an overstatement, but he does the best he can, for the sake of his own mental health, right? that's at least what he tells himself. so that she never knows, it never slips, no one finds out. he would rather die. he's...alone. "oh just look at me now, during the day, a wonderful role model; unwavering and unaffected by such trivial matters, at yet here i is, unable to accept my own emotions. what a pathetic excuse of a man. it's just like her-no." he blocks out any memories oh lily, for god for it he allow himself to, well feel, or even think about feelings. a concept that makes him feel nauseous, despite its rationality. clunk. he's dropped a pen. "oh yea, the dairy," whispered, an audible acknowledgment of his situation; he is reminded of its presence, weight in his hand. "might as well" he lies, attempting to soothe his racing, screaming mind, not like anyone but him will see his shame. right? and yet he still feels so...horrible. for being human too. he begins to write, perfect and neat as ever despite the lack of pressure, observers. you cant expect snape to loosen up, can you? even in this moment of humanity? absolutely not. he simply...cant allow himself. his mind is a constricted one, by what? himself of course. cant just...feel. hates, despises, no, loathes the very idea of showing...humanity? unprofessional, he tells himself. anything but perfect, unwavering professor snape. but mononogal knows that's not him. not him? not...true. a lie, farce he keeps up. for his students? yes, but more so...himself.professor mononogal. his one true friend. only one he can trust, truly. wholeheartedly hand his life into their hands and not fear for a moment. 'she...wouldn't be angry...if he was to...no that's idiotic, truly barbaric. to even consider pursuing these juvenile feelings is utterly shameful. no. he is to wait for them to pass, god forgot he peruse them, he hates himself for even thinking it. she...her. so, well, perfect. and yet, human. spitting image of human and yet still so wonderfully professional. the perfect blend. witty and empathetic. something he can only aspire to be, so badly wants to be, but can never let himself. she is to never find out, what if he looses her? she leaves him, or worse, hogwarts? all those poor students, all in distress. these...feelings; he has decided to hide them, this 'crush' no one but him with ever bear the knowledge of. no one. eventually...they'll pass...just like he told himself in these past years. and have they? no. but they will. at least no one will know they exist, even if they don't stop doing so.' the dairy is left blank.

eventually, they do fade. and snape dies, having never learned the art of feeling, or being, well, human.

[thefanbasewhore]

Bucky has a nightmare and hurts the reader?

Summary: Bucky has a nightmare and mistakes the reader for someone else.

Warning/content: physical violence, choking, Bucky is a mess, reader is hurt by Bucky.

Paring: Bucky Barnes x female reader

A/n: I wrote this really fast, it's not proof read.

Part 2 coming soon - comment If you want to be tagged

It all happened so fast, one minute she's fast asleep, not a worry in the world until a cool, vibranium arm wraps around her neck so fast her eyes could barely react quick enough to open and find the source.

Once opening, it's blurry. Unshed tears kiss her waterline as her body reacts naturally, scratching and clawing at the man pressing his metal appendages, squeezing her windpipe close. It doesn't phase him, the sting of ripped skin and taste of blood as it trickles down his face and taints his lips.

"Bu-." She tries but the metal grip only tightens. It burns, her throat is on fire, no doubt turning black and blue under the deadly squeeze. Pressure builds up in her head, making it unbearably hot and her chest stutters under the weight of his own.

Bucky is snarling, blue eyes boring into her own but only if isn't him, someone else entirely. The old him, no doubt deep in the confines of him mind making an appearance once again. His eyes are dark, filled with a deep, meaningless void.

It hurts, blood vessels pop pooling both eyes with a deep, crimson bed. With one last effort, fingers find the buzzed hair, nails curling around the back on his neck where she uses all her strength to scratch until she smells blood.

The sharp pain is enough to snap Bucky out of it, hand easing up as she inhales a deep, desperate breath. The look of realization, ocean blues ablaze, chest heaving with adrenaline and eyes never leave hers.

"I-." Hands pull away quickly, only to be held against his chest as he leans back, only to realize he's using all his body weight to crush her chest. When he sits up, the desperate sound of heavy breathing, burning lungs makes his bottom lip quiver.

She sits up, clenching her throat with small fingers, trying to sooth the buring ache. Now that she has an unlimited amount of air, her body doesn't seem to want it, the deep, chest filled coughs make it hard.

"I-I didn't know." Her chest still isn't moving, bloodshot eyes silently beg is own as he leans over, hand cupping her chin to notice the way her skin lightened, lack of oxygen taking the normal color. A hand rests against her chest and up to her neck, rubbing the raw skin.

"Breath baby, please breathe."

This has happened before but never this bad, never to the fact of almost falling unconscious from Bucky's wrath. Tears roll past his eye lashes, heart squeezing, his chest feels heavy, hurting under the burden of being the reasoning for this.

He fliches as her fingers push his away and crawls to the end of the headboard, trying to create as much distance as possible.

The first breath she takes hurts and it burns her lungs. Bucky let's out a breath of relief as he uses the back of his hand to wipe the endless stream of tears from his eyes.

"I'm sorry, God, I'm so, so sorry." He hiccups, he wants nothing more to reach out and hold her, sooth every ache and pain with the coolness of his lips. His chest stutters, catching a small cry in his throat.

He's cautious, making slow, seen movements as a flesh hand reaches out to cup her shoulder. Surprisingly, she snuggles into it, as the metal hand wipes away the small tears that fall to her cheeks.

"Oh, honey." He coos, biting his lip to prevent another cry that creeps up his throat as his fingers press against the ugly purple and yellow bruises and she winces. "My dream - I was dreaming, I didn't mean to -."

"I know." He cringes as the hoarse, low voice. Vocals cords completely crushed, sore and raw as he pulls away.

"I'm going to call, Sam. He's coming to get you, you need to get away from me." Bucky can't look away at what he's done, the tears are endless.

"Buck - wait... Don't."

Bucky reaches for the phone, ignoring her completely but the phone is yanked away with shaky hands and thrown over her shoulder. "What are you doing? Sam needs -."

"You didn't mean it." The first full sentence burns, red eyes filling with tears again, but instead of fear, not it's pain.

"How could you defend me right now? Look at you." Bucky can barely see in front of him, tears blurry his vision. He's hysteric, can't breath, chest giving out with ever word spoken, his broken heart pounds. "You need to get away from me, you can't be here with me, not anymore."

It's not his fault that demons haunt him in his dreams, that his life has been nothing but a series of unfortunate events. It's unfair, not to feel secure in your own skin, having to fight to stay alive for the last 70 years and be manipulated in ways that are unimaginable; brain ripped apart and frozen without any care.

"Bucky, it's okay." Smooth hands reach out to touch his tense shoulders to pull him close, and he can't help but fall into the crook of her shoulder. Tears smear the naked skin, fall and pool into collarbones as another cry rocks his chest.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, I never wanted to, always want to protect you." Soft lips press into the purple bruising, trying to kiss away the pain. Atone for his inexcusable behavior but it only makes it worse but she swallows the pain, the urge to move away as she rubs soft circles into the base of his lower back.

"We have to get you to the hospital." Bucky whispers against her shoulder, pressing a soft, sorry kiss. His eyes fall to her nakedness for a second, gentle fingers press her chin up to his own. She raises her arms as he dresses her slowly with shaky breaths and the quivering chin never leaves. "I'm calling Sam there, you're staying with him from now on."

"Buck, there are other ways."

He sighs softly, helping her dress into the oversized hoodie that smells way too much like him. Large hands cup her own as he kneels between her legs, eyes never leaving each other. "I cant trust myself, I rather die then something like this happen again."

"Don't say that -."

Bucky can't help the heat of anger in his chest, not directed towards anyone but himself. "just for now, just until I get this under control."

A silent nod catches his attention and Bucky doesn't hesitate to get her to the hospital. She doesnt miss the way Bucky's eyes shift to the floor as she tells a totally made up lie, he's consumed with guilt and leaves the room.

The call beeps in his ear, dialing and dialing until a familar voice speaks through the speakers. "Bucky?"

"Sam, I need you." He needs his best friend, someone to talk to, someone to tell him that he's fucked up that this isn't okay. The way his girl is taking this is unhealthy, like it's expected and it hurts, his heart hurts so, so much. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he leans against the hospital hallway. "I need you to come get her, room 234. I can't be here anymore."

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: Hi!!!! i love our writing and i just knew you could do this! Could you do one with a father Aizawa and a gender nuetral chil reader, who is jealous of Midoriya. Because when Midoriya harnesses his quirk Aizawa be happy dadzawa but when the reader was like 6 or 7 and harnessed theirs he said like " Work harder." Or the world won't want a weak hero and stuff and thats why they hate Midoriya and stuff? IT IS SOO FINE OF YOU CANT!! THANKS <3

•Midoriya is nice.

• He's /so/ fucking nice

• He has a nice smile

• His freckles are nice

• His attitude is great

• He goes out of his way to make sure people are okay

• Which makes it worse and pisses you off more.

• You've been jealous of him for awhile- please he's the center of attention for everyone

• But that isn't your problem

• He's the center of attention for your own dad.

• At least it seemed that way.

• Shota Aizawa, your father, was a teacher at U.A.

• He was bound to get attached to students, that's what teachers are supposed to do

• But..it felt like you were on the back burner and not enough

• when you develop your quirk, you dad gives you a speech

• You're first sucess with your quirk, your father tells you to work harder

• And that's all it ever is

• "work harder"

• "you should be farther along by now,"

• "this isn't a joke, why are you treating it that way?"

• there wasn't a good job or a congrats or praise

• But there was with midoryia

• who got all of it.

• he got good jobs and impresseds

• He got way to go kid and that was smart

• At the beginning of the year you liked him

• He was friendly and funny and he seemed like a cool dude

• He was a cool dude and you hated him- yourself even more for that

• You couldn't ever hate him, not truly.

• Not even when your father praised him, took him under his wing, focused on him

• Even shinsou- you didn't hate him. You were great friends with him.

• But Midoriya irked you, even if you couldn't find it in you to talk behind his back or fuck him over

• Your jealousy for the boy only grew as your fathers praise to him grew and his words to you grew distanced.

• And yet you still thrived for the man's approval

• You wanted to be recognized

• You wanted validation

• You wanted praise and approval.

• You wanted love.

• You stopped speaking to Midoriya, completely. The poor boy didn't deserve a blow up from you, it wasn't his fault.

• Contact to him stopped. His conversation muted unless it was to the class Group Chat

• Your seat? Unfortunately still near him, was no longer an issue if you just ignored his presence

• If your group was hanging put with him that day, you'd skip with some dumb homework excuse.

• No one said anything

• Aside from shinsou that is.

• The smart-ass always had something to say

• "You can't just ignore your problems forever."

"I'm not, till talking to you."

"Funny. But seriously. He's going to question it if he hasn't already. Word gets around.."

• In all seriousness, shinsous worried. He's really worried.

• He's watching you distance yourself from people, from midoryia- hell the only reason the two of you still talk on a daily basis is because he forces it.

• You don't mind, of course, he know that. You did the same to him when his mental health had declined.

• But he sees you're doing it for validation

• Amd he knows Aizawas words aren't malicious. You're his kid, he's worried and wants you to survive over anyone else.

• Doesn't mean how he's going about it is right.

• and it isn't long before you start taking physical training to the max too.

• After class you train for hours until dinner.

• Sometines you miss it; sometimes you don't get home until much later.

• One day in particular though, you start training on a Saturday morning

• He tells you to be smart, keep hydrated and take breaks before he leaves for the day

• Only to come back at dusk to you still training

• "Quirks are currency shinsou,"

"That doesnt-"

"I have to get stronger, no one's going to want a weak hero"

"Y/N please- you've been out here all day. It's hot and muggy and you've barley eaten anything. You need breaks. You can't be a strong pro hero if you die of heat exhaustion." He takes your arm and pulled it down from the punching bag. "You're worrying me."

"I'm not strong enough," you mumble. "Dads right,"

• Eventually Midoriya starts to question why you're ignoring him

• He doesn't think he's done anything wrong

• Maybe he said the wrong thing? But what even is the wrong thing? What could he have said?

• After one particularly rough morning, you're struggling with something

• You're already pissed and ready for the day to be over.

• And it's only 10 in the fucking morning

• And Midoriya, desperate to heal what he once had with a friend (you), walks over to help

"Hey," he starts. "You look like you need some help?"

You pause, glancing in his direction for only a moment. "Go sit down," You mutter.

"I just want to help-"

"I don't need your fucking help. You are the LAST thing I need," you snap. "Who the fuck would /ever/ need you?" You grab your bag and shove him back, leaving the classroom.

The class quiets.

• Midoriya didn't deserve it, no. You knew that.

• You also knew that you weren't in the place to go back to school, so you didn't.

• You took the day off, wandering the streets of your prefecture

• Shinsous blowing up your phone

• Katsuki is too.

• Katsukis upset, you would be too if someone spoke to your friend that way

• Everyone else is too on edge to text you, they're worried though.

• Of course, they go to Aizawa.

• They tell him what happened and how you've been acting

• And he nods quietly and says he'll take care of it.

• Shinsou finally finds you at the Cafe you frequent and he quietly sits across from you

• "you should be in school," you mumble

"So should you."

It's quiet for a few moments before you speak again. "I think I'm going to leave U.A. Mom lives in Miyagi, they've got some nice highschools there. I talked to her over the phone last night."

"What? What no, you can't?"

"Why not, Hitoshi?"

"Because you're a hero-"

"I'm not. I'm not a fucking hero. I haven't made any successes while I've been here, I haven't developed anything, Dad was right."

"You dad was wrong. He's wrong. He's- He's worried one day you're not going to come home. Or when you do you won't be in one piece, so he's pushing you and pushing you," he took your hand gently. "You're strong. You're going to be a great hero. You've already accomplished more than you know."

"I blew up at Midoriya today," you slide him your drink and he takes a sip.

"I know." He nods. "But that's okay, we can deal with it later." He squeezed your hand.

"Yeah, later,"

• It's very much later by the time you reach your dorm.

• The day Shinsou moved to the 1A dorms was the day you'd rejoice

• Your bag is tossed to the side and you make your way to the kitchen and freeze.

• Aizawa is sitting at the table, facing you.

"Your friends are worried about you,"

Yous scoff. "Yeah I'm sure they are."

"Midoryias worried about you."

"I really don't care."

"You shouldn't have snapped at him." Aizawa sighs.

"Thats-" you take a deep breath. Of course he only cared about Midoriya. "Typical." You move to the fridge to get something to drink.

"I..apologize," he begins. "'It's come to my attention that I haven't exactly been the best father to you since your mother left,"

"You think?" You muttered.

"I'm worried. I'm scared."

You look up at him.

"The world is cruel. And I've lost so many students to hero work in the years I've taught, I wouldn't be able to handle it if I lost you to. But it seems I'm already down the path." He stood up and walked over to you. "You're my kid, I love you more than the moon and the stars, I want you to stay safe. Above everyone else, above all else, I want you to come home." He kisses your forehead.

"It'd be nice to get a good job every once in awhile. Everyone else does." You mutter, looking down.

"You are doing great, you know. I don't say it nearly enough but you impress me everyday."

• It's...a little awkward after that, neither of you know how to process emotion so after two days you just pretend like it never happened

• You quietly apologize to Midoriya and wall away before he can respond before pretending like that didn't happen either

• You're not expecting him to want to be your friend

• But he's very adamant on texting you, inviting you out, walking with you you to class

• 1A becomes whole again

• But Shota does ease up, you get the good jobs, the praise, the validation

• And you eat it up to be frank, you fucking love it.

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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

A collection of fics I’ve read (/reread) and thoroughly enjoyed in the past week-ish from all kinds of fandoms and genres.

BNHA

tell all the truth (but tell it slant) by carolinaa                

From: Maybe: Yoarashi Inasa 12:41 WHY is ms joke asking me about you 12:50--Missed call from Maybe: Yoarashi Inasa 12:51--Missed call from Maybe: Yoarashi Inasa 12:52--Missed call from Maybe: Yoarashi Inasa 12:53 PICK UP YOUR PHONE. ARE WE DATING??

Or: Todoroki Shouto covers up his father's abuse with...a different kind of abuse. He's never claimed to be smart.

(BTHB square 3: misunderstanding)

ATLA

blade of silver, forge of blue by MikkiOfTheAnbu  

“Blessed Spirit, we thank you for the gift of this child’s life. We are forever in your debt.” The whole village is kneeling now, even the tiniest toddlers flopped down on their stomachs doing their best approximation of a bow. “Please, won’t you give us a name to call you? We would like to properly express our gratitude.”

Oh.

Well shit.

(Where Zuko saves a little Earth Kingdom girl from drowning, the villagers think he's a Spirit, build him a shrine, and long story short, a fake story about the Blue Spirit who dances with dragons suddenly becomes very real.)

Customer Service Solidarity (sometimes means you have to kidnap the fire lord from his own party) by myrskytuuli

They had spent hours and hours drilling and preparing the servers upon the importance of everything being perfect for the new fire lord. This was fine. Jin was good at her job. She could handle one fire lord.

Expect that wasn't the fire lord. That was FUCKING LEE!

It Takes a Village by dancingstar

Zuko is dropped on the edge of the Earth Kingdom, burned, shorn, and banished. He's found again and again, and built up from ashes.

or, the earth kingdom takes a look at Zuko, asks “is anyone gonna raise that?” and doesn’t wait for an answer

Spider-Man

it's up to you, new york by JBS_Forever  

“Um, what am I –?” Peter starts, but doesn’t need to go on, because it's clear now what he’s meant to be looking at. There’s a live feed of Twitter posts already pulled up, videos and pictures and text flashing by, each one with the hashtag “WeAreSpiderMan” and moving too quick for him to process.

He blinks, confused. “What – what is this?”

Beside him, Happy breathes out a laugh. “That?” he says, and there’s an amused undercurrent in his voice, knowing and fond, “That’s New York.”

- - -

Or: after Spider-Man's identity is revealed, New York City steps up to support one of their own.

Danny Phantom

do not stand at my grave and cry (i am not there, i did not die) by blueh

“I just—” he hiccups down his ghost sense but feels the cool burning sensation crawl up his throat anyways. He has just enough time to throw a hand over his mouth to cover the blue mist, and sends a desperate look at the clock. There’s still five minutes left in class. He stands up anyways. “I have to go.”

“You have to go?” Sam says. Danny hears the accusation in her voice loud and clear. “Again?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry isn’t enough, Danny! You keep—you keep leaving us! You’re pushing us away!”

His tongue feels like lead and he knows, even if he wants to, he can’t tell them. He cant. So instead, he doesn’t meet her eyes, takes one step back, and repeats, “I’m sorry.”

Sometimes, it feels like it’s the only word he can say these days.

Or: When Danny goes down to the lab and enters that portal at fourteen years old, he goes down alone. This changes things.

Star Wars: Clone Wars

The Past Remains by otherhawk                

The war drags on leaving trauma and destruction in its wake. After a bereaved Master is accused of harming his padawan, Obi-Wan is sent to talk to her, dredging up memories of his own past.

These Things Happen by writehandman

Obi-wan Kenobi keeps promoting Cody. The promotion gets out of hand, and suddenly the balance of the universe shifts into the palm of a very competent, caffeinated man.

Care What It Cost by MissjuliaMiriam

Five years after Naboo, Obi-Wan becomes aware that things between Anakin and Qui-Gon have become... tense. The obvious solution is to mediate their difficulties if at all possible.

That is not what happens.