#i'm just crying in a corner

[smudgeandfrank]

THE UNHOLY SCREECH THAT LEFT ME AS I THREW MY PHONE IN SHOCK- 😭🖤✨️

[ineed-to-sleep]

Jackie died. Jackie died and I'm devastated. I will never be the same person again

[my-little-random-world]

Marta: I’ve spent the whole morning missing you. Fina: I suppose we’re both very busy. Marta: I have a surprise for you. Fina: Besides the new one you brought into our room? Marta: Don’t be like that. I think she’s a really nice girl. Fina: Yes, very tidy, if I’m being honest. Marta: Well then, let me make it up to you by taking you to a great restaurant in Madrid tonight, one you’re going to love. And afterward, we can go to a little hotel, the one in front of the Retiro. Tomorrow we’d have to wake up early to be back here at the crack of dawn, but it’s worth the early start, hm? Fina: But I can’t today. I have plans. Marta: What plans?

Fina: I’m meeting the girls for drinks. Marta: Well, you could make up an excuse, hm? Fina: No, no, I can’t ditch them at the last minute. Besides, we’ve invited Miriam to catch her up on how the project is going. Marta: And me? Can you ditch me? Fina: I already had plans with the girls. You just made yours up now. Marta: Eh, Fina, I moved heaven and earth to find time. You can’t tell me no just because you’re going to grab drinks with the girls. Fina: Oh, and I have to drop everything every time you move heaven and earth and manage to find a little moment for me? Marta: Are you joking? What’s wrong with you? Fina: What’s wrong with me, Marta? What’s wrong is that I have a life too. You know that. And I can’t sit around all day waiting to see if you can squeeze me into your schedule. Marta: That’s so unfair! You know that with my new position, it’s really hard for me to find time for us. Fina: And just because of that, you assume I’m supposed to wait around like I have nothing else going on? Marta: I don’t assume that. Fina: Well, it sure seems like it. And I don’t want to live like this. I have to think about myself. Marta: And what about us? Don’t you think about us? Fina: You know what, Marta? Maybe I cancel on the girls, and then some last-minute thing comes up with a client of yours, and you leave me hanging again. And so it goes, on and on, because your time is always more important, never mine. Marta: So you’re punishing me? You really prefer giving up the little time we have together, just to pay me back? Is your hurt pride stronger than your desire to be with me? Fina: It’s not pride, Marta! It’s not pride! It’s trying to protect myself. Marta: Protect yourself from what? What, now I’m a threat? Fina: Marta, it’s always me! I’m always the one adapting to you and your schedule! And I need you too! You know who’s always there, who never lets me down? Carmen and Claudia. So no, I’m not going to ditch them just because you ask me to. Marta: There’s nothing I can say to make you change your mind, is there? Fina: No.

[zzh3]

I swear I'm so sane about him and about this

[forget-me-ghost]

I just saw not one, not three but TWO leaks from the next season of Hazbin Hotel (if you haven't seen the leaks or don't want potential spoilers TURN AROUND)

If it's true and Rossie owns Alastor's soul I'm going to be devastated and feel rly rly stupid for adoring their friendship.

WDYM THE FRIENDSHIP WAS AN OWNERSHIP ALL ALONG?

I need a minute...

[fiona-fififi]

Can't stop thinking about the fact that Buck nearly died last season never having found this monumental piece of himself.

Just. the absolute joy that exists in the very fact that he gets to have this. and he gets to learn about himself in all of these new ways. and he gets to experience the joy and the freedom that comes with this discovery.

Evan Buckley almost died never having found this piece of himself, but the people who love him most brought him back, and now he gets to experience the joy of knowing himself in ways he'd never experienced before.

[lovesickeros]

can.. can I ask for an affectionate reader with characters who aren’t normally like… used to the love? like, not just through words but physical affection like hand-holding, kisses, hugs, all that shebang. probably with a few people like yelan, ei, basically any character that is either cut-off from society or seems socially distant or isolated. 😞

☆ affectionate reader with yelan, ei, & furina

[ 4.2 Archon Quest spoilers ]

× yelan

Varies between how you display your affection, to be honest. Just like being affectionate with people? She's cool with it as long as you don't pop by while she's working (mostly because she'll end up dragging you into it for a bit of fun). I don't think she's all that touchy feely herself, but she'll absolutely get you gifts instead– like pretty knick nacks? She'll make sure to snag any she thinks you might like. Like a good meal? Sure, she'll take you out to one of the restaurants in the city, doesn't matter how expensive. Her treat. If you do prefer physical gifts rather then being taken out, you'll eventually get used to the random unmarked letters and packages showing up where your staying pretty often. It's obvious to know who it came from even if she never signs anything.

Flirty reader, though? Whole nother can of worms and now it's a challenge. The more confident you are the more interested she is. The other acolytes would absolutely seethe at the idea but she has no hesitation at just straight up flirting back– she's as charismatic as they come and she's got a poker face that's basically impenetrable. She'll probably also make a bet to see who cracks first (she always wins, unsurprisingly). Probably won't get dragged into any of her schemes this way but if you ask politely maybe she'll consider it, anyway.

The smell of freshly brewed tea and the clatter of dice across wood was a common sight at the Yanshang Teahouse– less common was the woman secluded in the far corner, her lips pulled into a grin that flashed fangs and a look that would scare off the most confident of men.

She'd normally try to scope out any new blood that'd made the mistake of stepping into her teahouse and was equally stupid enough to accept a gamble against her just for the thrill of it, but she was far too absorbed in the warm body at her side, one of her die clasped tightly in their hand as she guided them through the motions– they had a knack for it, she had to admit. The thought made her preen, the clatter of the die as it rolled across the table giving her that subtle, familiar rush.

Even if she knew exactly where it'd land.

"Six. Hm, maybe you're just lucky," She muses, plucking the die from the table and holding it up to her eye like a prized jewel, "Or maybe you're not as innocent as you'd have us believe." There's a sharp glint in her eyes at the prospect, but everyone else has the sense to keep their heads down and their words to themselves as she tosses the die herself.

"So why don't we find out and make a bet, just between you and me?"

× ei

Varies between Ei and the Shogun, because you'll probably be seeing either as much as the other. Sometimes you gotta really squint to tell who it is sometimes, but you get used to it. Both are fairly similar, though, in that their first instinct (especially in public) is to tense up like you're about to attack them or something. Difference is Ei eventually relaxes after a solid minute of trying to process your sudden affection and, if no one else is around, she might even reciprocate. Just don't tease her for being a little stiff and awkward about it, she's trying. That's what happens when your only company is a robot and uh. Nothing. For like 500 years. She's trying. Raiden, on the other hand, is just about as awkward as you can imagine. She's polite (blunt) about it because Ei is fond of you and also you are. The Creator. But she's not really built to deal with personal relationships and so she doesn't know how to deal with affection.

..Depending on what you do you may or may not blue screen Ei hard enough that she retreats back to PoE

Ei usually isn't fond of sitting still, unless it's to meditate. At least then she goes in with a purpose, something to achieve– but now, she's just focused on trying not to make a fool of herself. Her muscles are starting to ache from how hard she's tensing, though, in an effort to sit as straight and still as possible as their hands glide through her hair, weaving it into a single braid.

She can just barely hear the subtle lilt of their voice as they hum– and though it is soothing, it is also..very distracting. She can't focus long enough to try and meditate, too lost in the gentle rise and fall of their voice and the care they take to braid her hair. If she'd had a heart, she'd sure it'd be beating so wildly against her ribcage they could hear it.

But then it stops– their hands fall back to their sides and their humming falters. She freezes, too, racking her brain for any slights she must have committed. Instead, she is met with a calm, tender touch on the back of her neck, making her inhale sharply.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ei? You're so tense.." She has to grit her teeth to stop herself from bowing so low her head presses against the ground, her hands folded in her lap, clenching instinctively. "..No, Divine One." She answers simply, trying to contain the adoration swelling in her chest.

Yet as much as she tries to relax, to ease their worries, she finds that she cannot.

"Hm." That small murmur, a simple sound that nearly made her jump, was the only warning she got before they scooted closer, wrapping their arms around her stomach and resting their chin on her shoulder with a grin she would liken to Miko's, if she dared to make such a comparison. "Really?"

She swears she must've been feverish at the affection, lightheaded and dazed until she thought she might simply perish at the brush of their hands against her own.

Much to her embarrassment, however, she doesn't realize she's instinctively pulled back into Plane of Euthymia until she sees the familiar dull purples engulf her vision once again.

Though only a small solace, it seemed a little..brighter, this time.

× furina

Varies between pre 4.2 and post 4.2 archon quests to be honest.

Pre 4.2 she comes off as very vain– of course the most Divine would see fit to spoil her with affection! She deserves it, and is obviously their favorite! Just don't look too hard because she's terrible at hiding how flustered she actually is. Absolutely goes home right after and screams into her pillow for at least thirty minutes minimum.

Post 4.2 she's a lot more openly bashful and flustered. She's really not used to affection and even the smallest show of it has her folding immediately. Now that she doesn't need to worry about being found out she's a lot more receptive to affection. Cup her cheeks and compliment her and her knees are buckling. Like. Especially weak for compliments and praise (she deserves it. please spoil her).

She swears she must be hallucinating– she had been having trouble sleeping recently. But..no. The visage of the Creator was as real as the sweat beading on her brow as she stared at them for a long, awkward moment. Should..she let them in? But then they'd see the pathetic state she was in, and the last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of them-!

Her choice was quickly made for her, anyway, as she let out an undignified squeak of surprise when they suddenly tugged her forward into their chest, enclosing her in a hug.

Her first reaction was to freeze– her second was becoming absolutely flustered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink and her mouth closing and opening as she tried to find her words.

"I– ah..um." She stumbled over her words instead, floundering like a fish out of water. Yet she felt a distinct sense of emptiness wash over her when they finally pulled back, looking a touch sheepish. "Sorry, sorry– you just looked like you needed a hug."

The silence spoke for itself, her shoulders tensing slightly. But the way the concern and affection bled through their voice made her waver, her hands trembling as she let out a shaky breath that almost sounded like a sigh.

"It's..It's fine! Fine, I'm fine." She repeated, trying desperately to ignored the way her voice cracked and how hot her face felt– though it was more an attempt to affirm herself that she was not thinking about how warm they felt, how much she..actually enjoyed the hug. She wasn't thinking about it all! Absolutely not!

..Maybe a little.

"Just warn me next time, please?"

[deerest-deer]

The Terror S1 Ep. 9 // Yellowjackets S2 Ep. 8 // "Famous Last Words (An Ode to Eaters)" by 1017 ALYX 9SM & Ethel Cain // "Strangers" by Ethel Cain

[oyeixcher]

First as Akk in The Eclipse ↳ Episode 2

K: "Why did you take the teacher's side instead of Wat's? Do you want the best student title?" W: "Calm down, Kan. Akk has his reasons." K: "Why are you protecting him?" A: "I'm sorry. I just didn't want things to go too far." W: "Kan. Have you forgotten our rule? We promised if we had a conflict, we would resolve it the same day. We wouldn't leave it overnight." K: "I don't want to talk to him." W: "Hey. Akk was helping me. He was making Teacher Waree think she had a backup. You know people her age hate to lose faces. It's a big deal." K: "Is that true, Akk?" A: "Hmm." W: "He was trying to help, and so was Ayan. But they chose different methods." K: "So you're willing to be the bad guy just to protect your classmates? Damn you!" W: "Come to think of it. Aye was pretty cool. He was totally talking back to Aunt Waree." K: "Not as cool as Akk, my dear friend. Right, Akk, my beloved friend? I'm sorry."

[orangekittyenergy]

Well.............fuck.........

[makesomehistory]

I can’t believe it. We started off from a random relationship. I don’t care. I just know that I love you so damn much.

[fisheito]

Super important question. Do you think Yakumo is ticklish?

wait hold on i have to look this up

[laf-outloud]

Well, at least they have everyone together for the series finale. 🥹

[facelessmime]

I've been thinking a lot about J and Tessa recently and I have to put my two cents out there because it hurts my heart the more I think about it. Spoilers obviously ahead.

J is by no means my favorite character, I actually teeter on dislike for her- but when I think about her motivations and why she's doing what she is- I get so sad about it. Her and Tessa seemed incredibly close. To the point that J was allowed to be in the ballroom with her while the other drones (unless working) weren't, to the point she could joke about being a strapping hot stud with Tessa, to the point she looked like she already knew the extent of the pain Tessa was experiencing and why-- they were best friends.

So I've been thinking-- why would she follow Cyn if she killed someone she visibly cared so much about? I think, genuinely, it comes down to a disillusionment and fear.

So some head canons I came up with that play into this are:

She's the only one of the drones Tessa has that's considered "non-defective" by Tessa's folks and it's only because she follows orders so closely. Which is ironically I think her defection. We see she clearly gets so worked up by corporate speak and that she thinks incredibly highly of humans (to the point of picturing herself as one), maybe she was too aggressively corporate with the other bots and hierarchal? Maybe she is predisposed to following orders from those of the highest power? Maybe she is considered to aggressive? She's weirdly capable for a basic worker drone after all.

Second, She is incredibly overcome with guilt and grief from the fact that she killed or could have helped kill Tessa (since she locked her into the room at the Gala) that it turned into a sort of delusion with Cyn. With you know, the skin suit, she is probably trying to find some sort of semblance of familiarity and safety. She's probably scared and horribly overcome with that pain that I could imagine that her "being tricked" actually makes a lot of sense. Hell for all we know that previous head canon could tie into it and it just snaps her right back into obedience for "Tessa". Whether or not she knows it's Cyn. Could explain why she calls Cyn "Boss" despite it all. Grief stricken delusion accompanied by her possible defect.

"And if I promised you anything... It tricked me too." I found this such a strange thing to say to V at the end. I think in a way she may have genuinely thought that Cyn would have left them alone. Even if she really knew that there were other things planned, maybe she like V hoped that they would be safe and unbothered there. To be safe from the torment of "Tessa's" image coming into view and becoming distorted and gruesome.

TLDR-- J loved Tessa very much and was there when she died or suffered and that alone probably really messed her up to be working for her murderer (which I think is to live some messed up fantasy that Tessa lives in someway through the "uwu demon"). And I think due to her defect she was tolerated by the Elliot folks, and now it's serving against her now with Cyn and those thoughts alone have been sending me down sadness central.

Anyway thanks for reading, bye!

[spiritualweapons]

Miss Missing You

Sonny Carisi x Reader WC: 974 AO3

This is my first time writing a reader fic in literally several years but this man is ruining my life and I’m here to make it everyone’s problem. This was actually going to be smut but then feelings happened and I didn't get there (lol), if anyone’s interested there will probably be a part two. Very unbeta’d and very rough don’t judge me I’m literally just a girl.

It had been nearly two weeks since you’d seen Sonny and you’d decided enough was enough.

You weren’t blameless, you’d unfortunately had your fair share of your own shit come up recently that meant you’d had to apologise on your way out of a date just a few nights ago. A sour ball of disappointment settled heavy in the pit of your stomach carrying you through the next few days and it seemed like no matter what you both did your schedules just wouldn’t line up. Sonny himself had ended up cancelling your third attempt to reschedule, voice thick with regret as he called and let you know he’d had a case come up that needed his immediate attention and instead had to spend the foreseeable future chained to his desk and whatever relevant case law he could get his hands on.

You’d only been dating for a few months, and while things had been casual for the most part you felt that the time apart was only making you realise how much you actually liked the man, leaving you with two thoughts as you set your phone down. One, you didn’t want to spend another two weeks chasing each other's voicemails and existing only on goodmorning and goodnight texts no matter how sweet they were and two, from the tone of Sonny’s voice you were sure he felt the same way.

It was with that in mind that you now found yourself standing outside of 1 Hogan Place, biting your lip as you tried to remember if Sonny had ever mentioned which floor he was on. Thankfully the security guard allowed you to fumble your way through your explanation, bag of takeout helping your cause as you mentioned you were just innocently bringing one of the ADA’s dinner. You found your way to Sonny’s office, sighing when you saw that his was the only light on this late on a Friday night. Dating someone who cared so deeply about their work was a blessing ultimately but obviously came with its drawbacks.

You took a deep breath trying to push down the panic that suddenly gripped you, that you were intruding or being a fucking weirdo just turning up out of the blue. What if he thought this was weird? What if he actually didn't want to see you at all and was just using work as a handy excuse to let things fizzle out between you both. You shifted your weight in front of his door, weighing up your options before biting your lip and knocking quietly on his door.

'Yeah?' came an uncertain reply and you pushed it open, all of the apprehension you felt melting away at the look on Sonny's face.

Shock and surprise quickly turned into a wide disarming smile, the same one that had made you very quickly fall for him in the first place and had you relaxing against the doorway now, relieved at finally being able to see each other after a monumentally shitty week.

"Oh man, are you a sight for sore eyes?" he said, sitting back in his chair and looking at you for a moment before jumping up and hurrying over to you, placing hands on either side of your face to kiss you softly. You felt a telltale swoop low in your stomach as you pulled away feeling pleased. ‘Not that I’m not happy as hell to see you but what are you doing here?’ He led you into the room, closing the door behind you.

You held out the plastic bag in his direction, ‘I know you’re too busy to leave the office but that doesn’t mean we can’t still have dinner together?’ You watched nervously as he looked at the bag and back to you, feeling that unease spread again, your face feeling suddenly very warm, ‘Uh but if you are too busy I can just leave this here and go I don’t want to get in the way it’s just-‘ you stopped at his raised hand, watching warily as he grabbed the bag from you and placed it gently on his desk.

When he turned back to you his eyes looked so bright and happy it near knocked the breath out of your chest. He moved in front of you, grabbing your face again and kissing you so tenderly you felt yourself sigh into his mouth, the tense part of you that was desperately missing him uncurling slowly with every brush of his lips and tongue. He pulled back, huffing a laugh and rubbing your cheek with his thumb, ‘I’m sorry I’ve been so busy lately.’

You shook your head, ‘Hey I’ve had my own stuff to deal with, I just missed seeing you’ you said by way of explanation, ‘I’m not above taking the subway for you.’

‘Wow how lucky am I?' Sonny looked at you for a moment and you could swear his eyes actually twinkled, 'You didn’t have to come all this way but I’m not gonna pretend like I’m not happy about it.’

Leaning up on your tippy toes you pressed another brief kiss to his lips before turning to the desk, pulling containers out of the plastic bag, ‘Well I don’t know about you but I’m starving, I got a little bit of everything’ you took a seat at his desk, grinning as he sat down in front of you, ‘And I’ve been dying to tell you about my week, you’ll never guess what happened at work.’

‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.’ He muttered, taking a bite of food with a satisfied sigh.

‘Don’t make promises your ass can’t keep Counselor.’ you said, sending him a quick smirk.

The look he gave you in return was a promise that while you'd bought dinner he was definitely going to bring dessert.

[astralhope]

- No, this is one duel I refuse to lose! -