#i'm so overwhelmed my life is one big mess and i don't even know where to start

[spotaus]

Thinking about Orchid and her connection to my take on Gender (because this was meant to be about her and the Crew but it just devolved into a character analysis kinda??? More trauma-dumping maybe???) This is very much an oc/personal rant so feel free to ignore it 🫡

So, Orchid started off as a character I didn't really think much of (hear me out this is going to be relevant) because I wanted to add a 'girl' character but didn't know what to *do* with her, y'know? She was always going to be the strongest one there, she had the odds stacked in her favor with her parents. She was always going to be the gloomy side-character to match Reset's energy. But I think she's gone through every stage of Generic Woman I could possibly find.

At first she was angry and abrasive (think Fell!Sans) where every other word was a curse and she was likely to throw the first punch then laugh as she kicks her enemy while they're down. This was when Reset was a cartoonishly self-centered villain whose goal was simply to prove others wrong. Then Orchid became a sort of sisterly figure. This was short-lived, but she was the one comforting people who Reset would torment, but would ultimately follow his orders, because at this point he was actually a danger and sadistic. And then there was the phase where the story mellowed out and she became the token Goth Girl who, yes she was strong, but was heavy on the 'whatever' energy. Then there was her Era of deep self-loathing and anxiety about her worth that held her back and made her a much more timid and meek character who would only lash out on occasion.

Now, Orchid is the best of those iterations I've written yet. She's calm, level-headed, and a natural leader. Her father raised those traits into her. But she's very reactive, and can be silly, and when she's comfortable it's likely that air of importance transforms into something more comfortable and familiar. She laughs loudly and grins wide, she likes loud video-games but loves to read in the quiet. She's extremely disciplined, and normally no one can get through her tough exterior besides her best friend, Reset. She does what she does for her own enjoyment, sure, but she's thought of every angle and makes her choice to help Reset and control the others with her whole chest. She still worries she won't live up to her invisible expectations, and that and her loyalty are her two driving forces.

I know that Orchid is important to me because she's the longest-running female oc I've had. I have a rough relationship with womanhood/girlhood and I know looking back that Orchid recieved every ounce of my distaste for being a woman that I could shovel into her. That never made her less of a character, she was actually always one of my favorites, and rarely was she a 'punching bag oc'. I just... projected onto her a lot. And she's a good sign of how I've learned who I am. I've decided that my own femininity is something I could live without. I'd rather not associate myself with it, and I'd like to leave it in my past, focusing on a future where I'm not tied down with any gender roles or expectations. That won't happen, but I've come to terms with it myself. Orchid though? I figured out through her that I don't have to hate women characters. My own distaste for my circumstances doesn't mean I have to push it onto my characters (on God I've never expressed anything rude to actual people, that'd be rude as hell and uncalled for, but I have a bad habit of disliking fictional women in media). So, Orchid is a well-roubded character finally. She has motivations abd goals and a *lot* more depth than I ever expected her to. She's happy with being a woman, she's content. She's not treated differently for it in unfair ways by those she cares about, so she doesn't mind it. She likes to wear pretty outfits and lets Reset add bows to her ribbons. She doesn't let being a woman hold her back in the slightest.

So, yeah. Orchid is one of my babies. If I ever leave this Fandom behind for good, she's one that's coming with (Ichor, Orchid, and Pretender all have human designs I can use elsewhere lol-) but in the meantime I'll just rotate her around in my brain for a while longer.

If I'm right, she's been with me for nearly 5-6 years and I went through a *lot* with her as an outlet. So, she's kinda just like an old stuffed animal. A lil ripped, matted fur, maybe a stain or two, but there's a story there and that makes it important beyond belief.

[klara-rosa]

🥲

[furiousgoldfish]

To all of you who are feeling behind on survival skills, worried you won't be able to succeed in life because you're not allowed to learn/not able to learn, I want you to know that some basics are extremely easy to get once you're able to try it on your own, or even just have one person explain it to you.

When I ran away from home, I didn't know how to cook, I wasn't allowed to learn, and first month or so, I was preoccupied with just learning how to cook. What I learned was that it was far more easy than my parents ever made it seem. If you're trying to cook just for proper nutrition and not make some fancy meals, most of what you have to do is heat the groceries, and salt them. If you cut up some vegetables and put them in water an add salt, you will have a soup. If you lay them on a tray and put them in the oven, you've made food. You can put stuff in a pan with some oil and stir it on heat and you have a meal. For basic eating, it can be really that simple. I also was able to pick stuff up just from my roommates, who would happily answer my questions, and a lot of people out there will happily explain to you how they make a certain food, and of course, there's video tutorials for specific meals, if you want to make something more complex. Once you have absolute freedom in the kitchen, you will pick this up rapidly.

I have never used a washing machine prior to running away, and then one person showed me once how to use one, and that was that. I was washing-machine certified after that. I gained extra knowledge about cleaning it on the internet, and some people randomly had tips for me about it. I learned to handwash later as well, and that works good too.

I've struggled at the beginning, to find easy and cheap ways to get stuff; the most common way to get things is to go to the store, but I didn't have a lot of money, and buying things was too expensive for me. I've since discovered just where to find the second-hand markets, how to get people to give me their old clothing so I never have to buy any, how to temper with stuff I have so I wouldn't have to buy anything, at this point I even know how to fix shoes and sew my own stuff. I've fixed blinds on almost every window in here, without even knowing how, I just dismantled everything and figured it out. I've put together closets and lamps. I've learned to open up my own laptop and change the parts inside, I've even changed the screen on my own, by watching a video on how it's done. I've learned how to repaint walls, how to tend to plants, how to maintain a living space. Often I'd see someone else who is able to do these things, and just ask. People who are not parents have no reason to gatekeep this information, and they proudly told me how they do it.

I've learned to organize my stuff to the point where I'm able to easily clean a big mess, and I don't get overwhelmed with things anymore. I've had to do some reading on the internet to figure out the situation with finances and economy, and I also asked some people, got wildly different answers from every person. When I have the opportunity to chat with someone who has a specific job, I ask them about what they do, and have them describe to me how that field of work functions. It gave me insight into a lot of inner workings of society that were previously a mystery to me.

I was able to figure this all out while having zero faith in myself; I believed I was stupid, incapable of survival, honestly thought I would be dead within few months. I was reading army survival guides so I could survive in the wild if I ever got homeless. I was learning even without believing that all of this would help me, it's only now looking back at everything that I understand how much knowledge I gained just from trying it and doing it in every possible way until it clicked.

The most complex for me, were the social skills, since I'm still easily scared of people. But I am slowly making progress on that and finding better ways to deal with people's behaviours. Being curious works well because people love when someone is curious about them and shows interest in what they do. It's been a revelation that outside of my home, I really can just ask any question I am interested about, and will usually get some kind of an answer, and not 'how do you not know this already'. Outside of abusive homes, you're not expected to know everything, without ever being told.

While survival skills and independence are deeply forbidden in an abusive situation, being out of one will practically guarantee you that you'll get them. Sometimes you'll be forced to learn some stuff like cleaning and cooking and you'll have no choice but to learn, and it will become easier the more you do it. But nobody will make you feel bad for not doing it right the first time, there will be no punishment, no berating, you're free mess it up any amount of times, without any consequences. I would say that maybe you wasted some time and effort, but no time or effort is truly wasted when you're learning something; rather it takes that time and effort to learn. But it's not painful, it's not shameful, it's not forbidden anymore. You can learn a lot of things at your own ease and convenience, without worrying about someone's opinion on what you're doing. You can also learn dumb things and never be criticized or called out on it, you can do absolutely ridiculous stuff that brings you joy and no harm is done.

I know feeling behind sucks, and it feels shameful and horrible, but the good news is that you can catch up very quickly, and not only that. If you really want to have a lot of survival skills under your belt, and you keep learning, you will soon know more than most people do. You can out-do any person out there if you have a passion for it. I had people who were telling me how to do basic stuff, surprised at me knowing more than they knew, just months later. It's a great feeling!

[ovaryacted]

Might be a bit iffy because I don’t know if this leans into the omegaverse thing you mentioned in an earlier ask, but re2r Leon with a puppy kink, being embarrassed about it because he thinks it’s weird and then him and reader just slowly easing into it…fluffy smut I guess???

Idk I just say whatever random shit pops up into my head sometimes😭 (but also just re2 Leon reminds me of a scruffy little dog and I know damn well I’m not the only one) -🐏

MDNI/18+. NSFW.

Hey, ram anon! So the omegaverse is different, involves genetic stuff with mates and the whole alpha, beta, and omega dynamics that people like to explore. Real Wattpad and Tumblr vets know what I'm talking about (that was a crazy time LMAOOOO). BUT, pet play is an actual kink that people have and I think that is what you're describing! Personally, I wasn't a big fan of pet play in a literal sense (because you live and you learn more about stuff so your opinion can change), and now I don't think it's so bad because there are many ways to mess around with kinks as a whole.

If it were up to me, pet play would be very fun, especially involving RE2R Leon. He gives pathetic puppy dog vibes and will always be at his partner's beck and call even if it comes off as embarrassing because he doesn't realize it's a kink that he enjoys. I think for him in particular, the whole dom/sub role exploration is what would get him off with the addition of a lot of praise.

It really starts with the pet names, where Leon would be praised for doing things he didn't think would actually matter. Doing a good job at work? You tell him you're proud of him. He's been doing good keeping up his routine? You remind him how good he is, and how taking care of himself makes you happy. He fucks you the way you want and makes you feel good? You praise him for doing that and call him a good boy for following your orders.

Leon doesn't realize that your ability to just acknowledge his accomplishments no matter how big and small makes him beam from ear to ear. It makes him feel good that you care about his presence in the first place, that you have this much control over his outlook on life. With every statement of validation you give him, he becomes more devoted to you, like a dog who has found their forever home. If he had a tail, it would be wagging from side to side, that's the best way to put it.

But when he finds himself more curious about why he likes your praising so much, he comes to terms with the fact that it's more than just you caring about him. To Leon, you are his escape, you keep him put together and grounded when the world gets to be too overwhelming. You have him wrapped around your finger and you know this, nor is he complaining about this fact anyway, that's what he wants, what he enjoys.

So when you come up with a proposition to help Leon figure out the best way to explore this new dynamic, he follows along, because he assumes you know best. Currently, he rests his head on your lap, your fingers running through his hair and raking through his scalp. It feels nice, better than good, and a rumble of a sigh slips out of him, reminiscent of a purr.

"That feels good baby?", you ask to him, and he can feel the tips of his ears growing hot at just the sound of your voice.

"Yeah, feels nice", he says with his eyes closed. He's trying to bask in your attention, in letting you pet or touch him however you wanted.

"Good. You can stay like that for however long you want", and of course, he's going to stay until he gets his fill. This was only the beginning of an introduction to something Leon would eventually need. Baby steps.

It takes a while to fully ease Leon into this new kink lifestyle. At first, he didn't think you'd be into it, would judge him for liking something out of the ordinary. But you're just as into it as he is, and it progresses the more you test the limits.

Now with his face in between your thighs, he licked at your cunt incessantly, lapping at it like his personal water bowl. Your hand remained in place at his head, holding him against you, and the other was curled around the leash that was connected to his neck. The suggestion of wearing a collar and leash in the bedroom would make some people raise their eyebrows, but not for you. You didn't expect Leon to be so enthusiastic about the idea, but the feeling of being yours was enough to make his body throb.

Leon's knees were planted to the floor as your legs slouched over his shoulders, his hands rubbing on the underside of them and pressing himself closer to where you needed him. The tip of his nose rubbed into your pulsing clit, his tongue caressing your inner walls as they clenched around him. Your hips moved towards his face, feeling him hum against you and whining when you pulled him away from your heat.

"How does that feel honey? Mama knows how to take care of her puppy no?", Leon looked up at you with hazy blue eyes, his tongue lolling against his plump lips and giving you a nod.

"Mhm, so good. Need more...please let me give you more", he nuzzled his face into your inner knee, placing a soft kiss to calm his own desires.

"Good boy. Make me cum and I'll fuck you after, a treat for being so good for me", the praise made Leon's cock twitch against his pelvis, your fingers pulling him back towards your dripping seam with a tug of the leash. He didn't waste any time, whimpering at the taste of your slick filling his mouth once more and his eyes fluttering closed again.

Anything to please his owner, anything to hear you praise him the way he craves. Being owned by you is where he belongs, ready to do whatever you said just so you can tell him he's a good boy, your good boy.

[itsjustelian]

BEEFLEAF THOUGHT (Mainly He Xuan thought but fuck it he's intertwined with Shi Qingxuan and therefore all He Xuan thoughts are beefleaf thoughts)

So so so, in my readings of tgcf and the wonderful mess that is all of the internet thoughts on it I've come to the personal conclusion that to become a supreme you have to have *big* feelings. Very big and very deep feelings.

Our big-brained, obvious example of this is Hua Cheng. Man's big feeling is devotion, love. He is absolutely besotted for Xie Lian. Would do anything for his God. We're so proud of him for it too.

But He Xuan? He's the only other real supreme we have aside from Hua Cheng (Jun Wu, I'm sorry, you're wonderful but Godhood fucks with a man) and the idea that his big feeling that turned him into a supreme was rage and hatred never sat quite right with me. It's not that hatred and rage aren't powerful enough emotions to make a supreme, and those being his emotions on the surface make him a wonderful parallel to Hua Cheng. But rage isn't really what fuels him. If it was, he'd have dissipated after the Blackwater arc. Taken his revenge and called it a day.

Yet, he sticks around. He *never* dissipates. He just sits at the bottom of the ocean for all eternity. Which doesn't sound like rage or hatred. I mean, you'd assume a calamity built on hate would continue his revenge path until all of heaven is gone and no one can have godhood because he couldn't. But he doesn't. He just... waits.

This isn't to say he wasn't angry, btw. He was absolutely angry, and he had every right to be. His desire for revenge had to come from somewhere, let alone the emotional payment to actually planning and pulling it off. I just don't think that was his greatest regret/feeling/desire at death. I mean, He Xuan had his whole life taken from him. All of it. His family, his fiancee, his passions, his work. Everything he worked towards and for got stolen from him by others. And while it's clearly very rage inducing for him (I mean he has a mental breakdown and kills everyone who's ever wronged him), the underlying feeling through it all was probably despair. He probably just wanted things to go back to how they were when his whole family was around and alive.

And this despair and longing doesn't just go away when he learns the truth of what's been done to him. He's still a person. He can't just throw away those emotions because new ones have taken center stage. But rage is a way easier feeling to work with than misery, so He Xuan defers to it. He jumps on the bandwagon of revenge against the people who wronged him once again and goes with it. And it gets him through Mt. Tonglu and up into heaven and right where he says he wants to be. Right up until he can execute his revenge. And then he just stops? And decides that he's going to be best friends with Shi Qingxuan for a few hundred years first? I'm no rage expert, but that doesn't sound very revenge like to me. Which leads very neatly into the point of this post, took me a while I know.

He Xuan's reason for sticking around is he wants to be loved.

I mean, look at it. He says he hates Shi Qingxuan's guts and wants him and his brother dead more than anything, but also spends hundreds of years hanging out with this person he hates so much when revenge is right there? He could have done it whenever. There was no logical reason I could wait to wait as long as he did. Unless he was enjoying Shi Qingxuan's companionship. And Shi Qingxuan clearly loved him (even just platonically. We love our friends in this house). And He Xuan hadn't had someone care about him that much since his death. It was probably insanely overwhelming and equally as wonderful.

And then he fucks it all by actually going through with the revenge but feelings are hard and he's clearly not great with them so oops. But but but, his great famous line during the Blackwater Arc is him telling Shi Qingxuan that they've used the wrong name. He, even if it's just subconsciously, wants Shi Qingxuan to see him as He Xuan, not Ming Yi. He, in some capacity, wants Shi Qingxuan to see and love He Xuan, not the mask he had on.

But then, after the revenge, he doesn't disappear. He straight up goes out of his way to return Shi Qingxuan's fan to them. To make something right. To return something to how it was before.

Except this time, he can't blame the people around him for the change. He can't turn his rage at the rest of the world because he's the one who ruined the only thing he wanted for himself. So he finally, *finally*, has to face this sadness and longing that's been plaguing him from the start. He got his revenge, he got all the anger out, and it still wasn't what he wanted. Because from the beginning, all he wanted was to be appreciated and loved and wanted and not have that torn away from him.

And he fucked it for himself in the end because lets be honest if he had a civil fucking conversation with Shi Qingxuan and didn't literally threaten their brothers life things would have gone SO MUCH BETTER.

Anyway, I'm crying now. If you read through my jumbled 2 AM thoughts all the way, thank you. I will edit this when it's not 3 am. and post it.

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Editing me: wtf was I on? I don't remember half of these thoughts??? I'm posting it because somewhere in this hot mess is a point I'm trying to make, and I'm not going to deny 2 AM Elian the chance to share it.

[serxinns]

I've got a devious angstish idea...

SPOILERS INCASE U HAVENT READ THE MANGA THO(҂` ﾛ ´)

I luv yer blog btw..... platonic kisses >3<

Ok ok ok post war arc, Shigaraki with a little sister(or gender neutral :shrug:) he (unintentionally since he was confident he'd win..ggs) left behind. Class 2-A finds little reader and they feel bad cause shes just a little kid but she absolutely hates them and does everything she can to make their lives 10x harder (esp for All might)

She runs off and torments the first year's too—they can't get under control at all but they try. (Quirk isn't decay rather than returning things to their original form but it doesn't work on people. Like reducing a shirt back into cotton for examle. They had to get her special gloves hehe.)

A/n I got lazy with it so my apologies but I hope you enjoy!

Tw:MAJOR SPOILERS mentions of Shigaraki's death

"Y/n! I know you're responsible for this! Come here this instinct!" Aizawa's voice raised as he was searching around for the culprit. You then appeared from behind him, startling him a bit with that mischievous smile plastered on your face "Y/n, did you draw all might is a killer on the bathroom stall?" Aizawa glared at the mess and then at you. "No, I would never-!" "stop the act, young lady. Iida saw you got out of the bathroom with a red marker." Aizawa cut you off as you dropped the innocent act and glared, "Stupid snitch.."

"And just for that, you are gonna clean up this mess and make an apology card for all might" You froze up you didn't want that MONSTER to an apology, especially for what he did to your big brother

The flashbacks of you crying out for your brother in the destruction and debris surrounding and collapsing onto each other the moment you realize that these heroes killed your big brother the way you collapsed onto the ground and cried your heart out while the green-haired boy was comforting you, the way Mr. Aizawa started at you with sympathy and wanted to give you a better life so he adopted you and now your here forced to go to a school Shigaraki hates but you promise yourself to avenge him you promise that heroes were gonna suffer for what they did to him even if it means giving everyone especially all might Grey hair

"I'm never gonna make one, especially to HIM out of all people, and you can't make me!" Aizawa groaned while gaining a headache from your usual everyday tantrums "If you don't go apologize I'll make you spend time with him again and this time it'll be longer than before your eyes froze and shuddered to hear that you hated that punishment so much that you were on your "best behavior" for a whole week without pulling any pranks on all night it was a very hard and suffering challenge but worth it

So in defeat, you grabbed the paper muttered something, and walked off in defeat in your and Eri's room (you two share the same room) closing the door behind

Time skip

"I'm done!" You shouted wanting to get this over with as Aizawa opened the door "ok now let's go to all might and give it to him" What Aizawa didn't know was that you held a mischievous smile on your face hiding it behind an innocent sweet smile

As the two of you open the door to see All Might reading a book with coffee in hand, he looks over to see you and almost chokes out his coffee. "The demon child!?" His eyes widen you notice a sense of fear on his face which makes your grin stretch even wider making the blonde male uncomfortable and praying for God to have mercy on him he cleared his throat "Why hello young Shigaraki is there anything you need" he softly smiled at you as your smile twitch a bit "Y/n here wants to give you a apologize card she made all herself" Aizawa nonchalantly said as he urge you to give it to him as you did and quickly running off to who knows where

Aizawa was about to stop, but all were reassured it was ok. "It's fine, shouta let them they were prob overwhelmed." Aizawa rolled his eyes at the excuse of you being overwhelmed. Yeah, right. "Plus, I bet you y/n made a lovely- oh.." just when All Might opened the card he stopped what he was saying and stared at the drawing you made it was a drawing of you hitting All Might with a hammer as the card read "Sorry to banging on your nerves!"

They both looked at each other in silence, still staring at the card. "Thar little sh-" Toshinori came to your defense, "It's ok, Shouta, they're just a child! Plus I think the card is cute... he reassured the teacher and signed wondering what was he gonna do with you as he heard screaming a maniacal laughter coming from Bakugo Katsuki cheering you on as he heard the 1st year screaming and pleading for mercy as you laughed mischievously Aizwa and Toshinori both stared at each other again thinking the same thing

"Shit"

[promptcontainmentzone]

FALLOUT: NEW VEGAS SENTENCE STARTERS. warnings for: guns, violence, death, murder.

What in the goddamn…?

Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves, like smooth little babies...

Baby, the odds may look long, but that's just because we ain't done rigging them. I won't toss the dice until we are.

Look, I ain't a harbor for illusions. I ain't expecting to get out of this shin-dig alive.

Can you spell detention? I'll tell you how I spell it: DEATHtention.

You are in the LIBRARY. Be quiet here and filled with SHHHHH.

I am lord of this institution. Where once, long ago, I was a student here. Now, I am its OMNIPOTENT GOD-PRINCIPAL.

______, you're about to have your FAVORITE treat - a VISITOR. Won't that be nice? DON'T eat the visitor, boy. Don't. Please.

What YOU ask is of NULL importance! _____ besieges us, there are more important things to worry about than DATA and FACTS!

ENOUGH! Stop filling my precious brain cell units with irrelevant data!

And… I wonder why it didn't hit me before, until I saw that memory in your hands.

How gracious of you. A mannerly killing.

Can't have brains moving around of their own volition.

In short: Brains, a heart, and courage... spine. I think there was a story once where a band of murderous thugs sought these things.

The ghosts aren't real? That changes everything.

Baby, this little reunion of ours? Chalk me up as a no-show.

I'm familiar with the care and handling of explosives.

How hard can it be? Just light them and throw.

I'd love to debate you on this, but there's no time.

No way. I'm not going to torch myself for your amusement.

It would be pretty funny, wouldn't it? Oh, don't look at me that way. I'm sure you'll be fine.

_____ is dead - what a mess you've made!

There will be no repeat of the trouble we had last time, I trust?

Even now? On the brink of battle?

You'll need a disguise, then. Or overwhelming firepower. Whatever works.

You must be, like… a brain in a jar!

Frontal assaults on casinos? Not good for business.

You have an interest in this even if you're too stupid to know it. If you have an interest in breathing, you have an interest in this.

They have no idea what other cards I'm holding. It's a strong hand, believe me - I dealt it to myself.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised. It'd be like them to keep paperwork.

I don't have friends here.

We'll kill more with two of us.

You only trust strangers?

Besides. I was on break when it happened.

I want you to find something out for me. I don't know if there's anything to find, but I need someone to try.

Gonna be hard covering you when I can't move my legs.

Goddamn it! Don't sneak up on me like that. What do you want?

Let me aim that for you next time.

You're hiding something. Spit it out. You owe me.

You got no right asking me that. Drop it.

It's just something I'm not ready to discuss. With you or anybody.

That part of my life is over now. So is this discussion.

Must've been one hell of a miscommunication.

Yeah, well. That's how they wrote it up in the report.

Life has a way of punishing you for the mistakes you make. Big enough mistake, punishment can take a while.

You're like a switchblade stuck on flick.

Shhhh… we're hunting shitheads.

All this planning won't matter much when the bullets fly, anyway.

No sense trying to hold the past between your fingers when it's nothing but dirt.

That fucking monument outside?

Started? Took to it like a fish to water... well, if you know what a fish is.

What the hell is a fish?

They're like birds, except they stay underwater.

Anyway, I've seen pictures. One guy even had one above his bar in Redding, except it was made of Pre-War plastic.

Greetings, _____. The disappointment you are about to experience delights me.

Can I order room service?

Am I punching too much? I get carried away.

You mean like this melee weapon right here in my hand at this very second?

Are you talking to me, or a future _____ who is not already doing that?

He always does what he feels is right. Usually that's a great quality.

Sure, I left them. But that didn't mean I'd ever be free of them.

We always make enemies, never allies.

Hold on. I see something I want to punch.

But at least I got the chance to try. At least I know for sure that there was nothing I could do.

Wow, _____ is looking for you, huh? What do you think he wants? Bowling partner?

But… you don't have a "this is good news" expression on your face.

Well, welcome, then. I'm _____. I live in a hole in the ground.

Well that shouldn't be a problem for me. I can't afford anything like that.

I've heard they shoot lasers from their eyes.

I just kind of drift from place to place.

I'll be honest. You're the first person I've run across out here that looks like she can really handle herself.

Aw, you really know how to make a girl feel like a stray cat.

He was dead when I got there.

This better not be about the meaning of life.

Damn, son, you look like ten miles of bad road.

Are you following me?

I saved your life so I kinda feel responsible for you is all.

I'll let that slide seeing how you gotta mind full of vengeance for that no-good polecat and all.

Yup, but this is getting a might embarrassing - people are going to start to talk.

That's a puzzle, all right. I'm sure it's nothing.

What in tarnation was you thinkin'?

I'll thank you not to touch my plunder.

Meaner than a rattlesnake, ain't ya?

To the Bone Orchard you go!

Seems they made like a ghost.

Won't help you none to lay low.

The Boss is pretty clear on this. I can't let you in unless you're by your lonesome.

You did a super job wrapping things up! And I'm not just saying that because I have to!

Here's a print-out with some additional information!

What? Did you expect me to applaud your efforts to support a deranged warlord?

That wig is going to haunt my nightmares. Seriously.

That one… had a little kick to it. The poisonous kind of kick.

Ahh, that feels better. I might not die for a while yet.

Am I dead? Is this Heaven? Oh. Hi _____. Guess not.

Will the medical wonders of the post-apocalyptic world never cease?

Back to the tomb, I suppose. If you need me, et cetera.

Strange how dead bodies appear wherever you go.

As the old saying goes, two's company, but three's a small army. Okay, I'm paraphrasing a bit, but you get the idea.

Wait, wait, wait a second. What's going on? Am I playing Vergil to your Dante?

I've woken up worse places. Not many, though.

That's sounding dangerously close to a plan, _____.

Alrighty then, I'll just head out. Alone. By myself. Into the dangerous wastes.

If I buy it out there, I want twelve mariachi bands playing at my funeral. A medal might be nice, too.

I'm not exactly a mercenary, but taking out scumbags of this magnitude wouldn't cause me to lose any sleep.

Why don't you make like Odysseus and get lost?

For as lack of adornment is said to become some women, so will this place, without your presence, bring delight.

I've run out of witty ways to tell you to leave, so why don't you just go?

[vitaminseetarot]

Full Blue Supermoon PAC Pick a Flower: How Are You Blooming? 🧡🌸🌹💜

Hello folks and welcome back to the next chapter of my moon series, all about growing your intention over the month! I had some crazy weather and managed to get both moonrain and moonwater. The moon was SO BRIGHT outside I even attempted (poorly) to read a book underneath it. If there's collective advice I can give for all four piles, it's to get some extra sleep lol especially when full moons this bright can disrupt our schedules.

As a ritual option, if you do gather moonwater, you can consecrate it to your intent via drinking or bathing. Imagine that you're watering that which is now ready to come into full bloom. The water energy will be particularly potent since it's in the tropical sign of Pisces. It's an energy that can receive powerful insights from dreams and visions so long as one's channels are properly cleansed and cleared. If you're an artist this is a great full moon for finding a good creative idea to work with throughout the rest of the year.

Pick one of the three flowers below to find out how your seed is now flowering to its full potential during this Superbloom! Pictures provided from flowers growing in my own house and yard. Divider from @animatedglittergraphics-n-more.

1, Orange Daylily - 2, Mauve Musk Mallow

3, Scarlet Bee Balm - 4, African Violet

Pile 1: Orange Daylily

Five of Swords, Eight of Pentacles, Two of Cups, IX Hermit, King of Cups New Moon Eclipse - Expect Powerful Change, Virgo Moon - Trust, Everlasting Daisy - Fortitude

This tarot deck, I swear! Almost every time I use it, this frightening five of swords pops out. I used to gasp, but now I'm like "really, again?" Maybe that's a metaphor for your reading, pile 1. Big changes are on the horizon and you're shocked and overwhelmed and don't know what you're doing--relax, it's all going to be fine.

You are blooming through persistence. No matter what silly, inane situation or conflict you find yourself in, you have shown that it pays to stick to your vision and keep pushing through no matter what. It's become like a personal compass for you, leading you where you need to go when things on the outside become too confusing to mess with. You know scenes in shows where a bunch of people are fighting over something like a coveted treasure, then you see that one person in the background is quietly making their getaway with the treasure. If the others fighting could stop and think for a second, they'd realize that you're already several steps ahead of them.

I felt the Hermit card long before I even pulled it, so the general advice here is as simple as: keep doing what you're doing! You may not see where you want to be right now but you're success will be guaranteed once you've made it. You're being asked to trust in the process for now. If you need to hide yourself away in order to focus, then keep doing it. You need to be mindful with how you spend your energy, and petty quarrels are the biggest energy drains. Getting too many other minds involved in the process is only going to bog you down, and not with cranberries. There's already a lot going on, so give yourself chances to disconnect.

Eventually, you'll be able to reconnect again, from a healthier place. Isolation is meant to help you, not remain a staple feature in your life. Sometimes we have to step away from people in order to enjoy the time spent with them again. Absence makes the heart fonder and all that. Your sense of light and joy is the key here. Does being alone make you feel more at ease, or does spending time with someone you care about? Daylily is named for their flowers which only bloom for one day before falling away. Orange Daylily is especially optimistic. It's asking you to take it one day at a time. A day for this, a day for that.

Soon, you will come to a place where you can feel more emotionally centered and your boat won't get rocked so easily. King of Cups isn't a rock, he lets himself feel tenderly and passionately, he lets others feel before him, but he doesn't let those feelings consume or overwhelm him. Don't be in a pressure to be that kind of person at the moment. You don't have to act emotionally above it all, or like you're only there to absorb the conflict. You can be King of Cups for your own sake, when you're ready to handle it. For now, quiet persistence is one way you can create emotional boundaries while you're undergoing shifts in your life.

Pile 2: Mauve Musk Mallow

Six of Wands, X Wheel of Fortune, I Magician, Eight of Cups, XIII Death Full Moon Aquarius - Show the World the Real You, Libra Moon - Sympathise, Gardenia - Awareness

I really liked the initial energy of this pile. You must have done something right! Because of your particular talents, and staying true to yourself as well, you were able to accomplish something that would have seemed impossible ages ago. It's like you're striking lucky somewhere in your life. I sense whatever this luck was varies so much because I'm not getting details as to what. The focus seems to be more on your sudden boost of confidence. It may begin to feel like things are finally starting to work out in your favor.

You are blooming through serendipity. This chance will spark a light in you to have more fun with your life. The Musk Mallow can represent playfulness, but mallow plants are notorious for their soothing capabilities. It's offering relief on the pressure valve a little so you can come back into balance with yourself again. However, this luck is not intended to last. It's there just enough to support and push you into a more positive direction, but it's not something to fall back on hoping there will no longer be worries. Allow yourself to enjoy the success but don't let it get to your head.

I think in order to receive this opportunity, you'll need to let go of something, maybe just for a little while like a break. It could be other opportunities that are tempting you or some blockage getting in the way. I get a sense for many of you that you may need to spend less time with certain people even if temporarily. This is in order to focus and allow the best possible outcome. The people you would be distancing will likely be people who don't support you or have the best intentions for your future. Don't entertain those who try to put you down for your successes. It may suck if this is a close friend or family member, but a true friend will stick around for you even if you suddenly get swept up in something good, even if you have to undergo radical change to make it possible.

Either way, I see you taking on this opportunity with a high chance for further success if you can keep your head in the game. Stay vigilant and don't rest now while the iron is still hot--strike! Take a moment to feel good about yourself without shame. It's okay to feel bad if some can't necessarily share with you in that success. It doesn't mean you have to let them drag you down with negative attitudes. You're doing your own thing, here.

Pile 3: Red Bee Balm

Ten of Pentacles (Rv), VI Lovers, Nine of Swords, XIV Temperance, Ten of Swords Third Quarter Moon - Adjustments Are Required, Aries Sun - Assert, Orange Blossom - Enthusiasm

This might be a specific message for some: are you planning to come out of the closet to anyone close to you, like family members? Or you could be disclosing a delicate secret to them about something like a choice you've recently made? Whatever it is, it has you feeling in a bit of a tangle. This is something that's been bugging you for a while and you're at the point where you're willing to step it up and change.

You are blooming through authenticity. You're coming into a place where you feel more real with yourself, and more aligned with your decisions. You're seeing yourself for who you are, with all the cultural and religious baggage at the side for now. Through that, you're able to expand your awareness on what it is you want out of life. Maybe you'd rather move than stay where you are, or change college majors, maybe you'd rather get a pet fish than a pet hamster. You have to know who you are to know what it is you want. Funny how it doesn't always work the other way around. Wants can be fickle but you're learning to balance the different perspectives.

If this choice means leaving behind values that have been passed down to you for ages, it may not necessarily be easy. It may not always involve stripping away it all. You don't have to throw the baby out with the bathwater, if you're just looking to give the child better soap. You can leave behind that which is only pulling you away from your authentic self. The rest is fluff. Tropical Aries Sun starts off spring season, reminding you that for every end you have the ability to create a new and better beginning with enthusiasm.

Be gentle with how you address this information to the outside. You may likely encounter opposition with your choices, especially those who would rather treat you like a child. Assertion is not the same as aggression, remember. We sometimes get caught up in our heads, believing everyone who's against us will always be fervently against us, which isn't always so. People can always change their minds and open up. It's not in your power to push them through that door, you can only keep the door open and point the signs in that direction. If they sting you, Bee Balm's medicine will be there with you, easing the pain and cheering you on for your commitment to yourself.

Pile 4: African Violet

Knight of Pentacles, Five of Cups, Queen of Pentacles, Eight of Cups (Rv.), Nine of Pentacles New Moon Cancer - You and Your Loved Ones Are Safe, Leo Sun - Create, Azalea - Temperance

Wherever it is in life you're focused on most, you've been diligently chipping away at it for some time. It feels like the right strike to hit gold is close. You're hoping that once you do, things will smooth out again and you can breathe. Every now and then, though, there comes a time where you have to stop where you are at in the present and breathe. As you do, notice everything going on around you and the amazing things currently at your table.

You are blooming through gratitude. It's not a typical message you get with the sad five of cups, but sometimes we have to look closely. The girl depicted clearly feels close to the seal, and they're able to bond over good times together even when dark uncertain times have crossed them. They're able to remember what was special, which any sadness on the surface can't erase. The two cups standing represent gratitude and hope. You're able to see that you've come a long way, and though there's much to still do, you can take the time to enjoy what you've accomplished so far. There's a bittersweet feeling to it, though, like you're not sure if you want to stop and mull for too much or you might feel too hard about what's been missed or left behind long ago.

Is there a worry over how loved ones around you might be reacting to your growth? This spread is signalling that you've already come so far, so there's no fret in slowing down and making time to spend with others. Family doesn't have to mean literal family, it refers to whomever you call "home". It could be your one dog and a studio apartment and I'd say "yes, take your dog on an extra walk today, not just cause they're a good dog but because you need this time to decompress and your dog wants to help you." Whether people in your life are under or over reacting, it doesn't have to affect your sense of gratitude for your progress. Maybe they're giving you no support for your efforts, or they're being overbearing to where you feel like they're actually pushing you away from what you're doing, but you're the Queen of Pentacles here, happily receiving from the Nine of Pentacles. The gratitude is in your mindset and how you approach it.

There's also one more separate advice, pile 4. Don't let your family discourage you from what you're making. Please don't toss away whatever it is you're working on now. Leo Sun wants you to be bold, open, and creatively expressive. Find a way to balance between working on it and getting feedback from everyone else. African Violets love that you care for family, but feels you could do without the smothering effect neglecting your growth. There's a time and a place for everything. Just make sure you're taking care of yourself in the meanwhile.

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2023, @VitaminseeTarot ™

[sometimes-men-need-help-too]

I wanted to share this reddit post with you. The comments are primarily in his favor so I don't have any screenshots to share. It's just crazy. So this guy was asking if he was in the wrong for asking his girlfriend to use a different body wash. Here's the original post:

The main thrust of this post is, I am allergic to nuts and my girlfriends bodywash contains almond oil. It isn't life threatening for me to come in contact with it but it does cause hives. I asked my girlfriend (Jess) to change the body wash she uses as I am getting hives from residue of her body wash in the shower.

Jess was initially fine with it after a small back and forth but has since spoken to friends and believes that I am being too controlling, as do her friends. My friends are mostly neutral with a couple saying that I need to "nut up" and let her use whatever she wants.

A little bit of added context is that we recently decided we wanted to move in together and decided to do a "trial run" as Jess still lives with her parents and I rent my own place. So it's easy enough for her to move in with me for a few months to see if living together full time works for us.

It's never been a problem before now as I've never had a reaction from touching Jess after she uses it, but I am having a reaction from the residue that is left in the shower, usually on the removable shower head which I need to use to get clean because I'm a big dude and just leaving it up there doesn't reach everywhere.

Jess has always been aware of my allergies, she doesn't eat nuts if she knows we're going to do anything together and the few times when she has, she thoroughly brushes her teeth before seeing me.

And here's the update:

I know that I only responded to like one comment, but the amount that I received was honestly overwhelming. So, thank you to everyone who responded. I did read all of them. I thought I'd post this update to tell you guys what happened and explain a little bit of why I made the initial post. For those who were wondering about ages, I'm 21 and Jess is 25. My friends hover around my age and hers hover around her age.

I wish I could come back and say that I had seen my own value and got myself out of the relationship, but the truth is that Jess broke up with me two days after the post. I was still thinking, and she asked to meet up to discuss things. I went in hoping for the best but was met by her telling me that it wasn't working, and she didn't see a future for us where we're both happy. That hurt a lot.

I've spent the past few days sort of realising how stupid my original post here was, OF COURSE I'm not an asshole for not wanting to come into contact with something I'm allergic to.

I think a lot of you probably wondered why I even had to ask. The truth is that I felt like I was going crazy. I genuinely liked and respected her friends, I thought they were really smart. So, to be told that this was the opinion of my girlfriend as well as theirs made me take it very seriously. When I went to my friends and received no support or validation, I started to convince myself that I was wrong.

I also actually learned from the comments that continued exposure could worsen my reactions so that's handy to know now.

This is so messed up. I have a pretty serious garlic allergy that I have to take precautions for so I get it. The reaction from the friends just screams ignorance to me. It isn't about control, it's about his life. Besides, even if he would never have a bad reaction, it's still something that should be respected.

[the-fluff-piece]

Law's wedding day

Fluffy, fluffy sfw story about Law x fem!reader getting married. In this first part it's the evening before this great event and he thinks about his past.

Tomorrow was the big day, Law would marry the love of his life and everyone he ever cared about was there. It was absolutely overwhelming to him, he couldn't fathom that this was really happening. There had been enough moments in his life when this seemed like a fever dream. First he thought he wouldn't live that long - than he was driven by revenge. But he found someone that completely changed his priorities and turned his life upside down, for the better.

He sat in his room in the polar tang and dreaded the tradition that he had to be apart from her on the night before their wedding. It was the first time in months that he had to endure a night without her and the loneliness didn't really help his anxiety.

His gaze fell on his suit hanging on the wall, ready for the big day. It suddenly seemed to big to fill for him. Too much meaning entwined within. Would he be a good husband? What did he know of love or family?

Like so often when he felt alone and had no one to turn to, he looked up to the night sky. It made him think of all the people that where gone. And in moments like these, it felt like a conduit to the past.

"Hey Cora-San, how are you?", he began talking to the stars above him. He didn't have a picture or a reminder of him, so he just spoke to the same sky he had once shared with his savior. "You wouldn't believe what happened. I asked her to marry me and she said yes! I will be a husband. I will have a family.", he happily announced, imagining Corazon smoking on his bed. "I'm really proud of you Law!", he would say. "I knew you could do it! You're free!", he would probably add proudly.

He would be so proud, Law thought as the image of his dear friend faded and he was alone again. I wish he could be there when I say my vows. I wish he would slip and fall on the dancefloor the whole evening. The thought made him chuckle. But he won't.

Like many he'd cared about - he won't be there. It has been so long, Law could only guess what his parents might be like on his wedding day. Would his father have made a far too long, awkward speech, spiked with typical dad jokes? He hoped so. Would his mother have cried when he kissed his bride? Maybe. And Lami...? He didn't even know who she would have become. But he was sure she would have been unnerving and wild and absolutely wonderful.

As his thoughts where slipping towards all he had lost, there was a knock on the door. "Law?", Bepo's familiar murmur came from beneath the door. "Law, are you awake?"

"Yes, what is it?", Law answered.

"I can't sleep, I am so nervous", the blushing bear confessed as he opened the door. "Can we...I mean can we just...talk?"

"Sure", Law pointed at his bed and his first men sat down with a groan. "Aren't you nervous?", he asked shyly.

"A little", Law answered, raking his hands through his hair. "It is a big day after all."

"It is", Bepo said.

They sat in silence for a few moments, the huge mink staring at his fumbling paws. "I hope I don't mess up my speech", he said softly.

"And even if, it would be funny", Shachi's voice said from the half open door. "Mind if we join you?", Penguin asked while already pressing past his buddy.

Law knows that he won't be able to stop them and points towards the bed. All three of them where sitting there squeezed on his small bed in the small cabin, Law sitting at his desk. They brought some grog, for the nerves and where in the highest of spirits. "MAN LAW I am so HAPPY", Shachi announces to half the ship. "This will be an awesome wedding! I'm gonna eat and drink so much!", Penguin chimes in. It seemed to inspire Bepo, the bear seemed happier and more relaxed. "Oh, I look forward to my suit. Law and me have similar outfits. It will be so great!", his black eyes gleamed with unfiltered joy.

A chuckle escaped Law's throat, his gloomy thoughts gone. "Now you smile Law, but wait until I tell everyone in my speech what a weird kid you were!", Shachi joked. "What?! At my wedding? In front of my bride?", Law shook his fist. "Like the story when you tried to use your powers to fly and hit your head so hard you almost past out?"

Penguin, Shachi and Bepo exploded in laughter - it was so infectious Law couldn't help but smile, too. "If you do that it's toilet cleaning duty for a month!", Law reprimanded him.

"What's going on here, you guys are so loud I can barely sleep!", Hakugan stood in the door frame with his hands on his hips, his white mask gleaming like a ghost in the shadows.

"Yeah, you look so tired, man!", Penguin teases and they laugh some more.

"Jeez boys, can you tune it down?", Ikakkus locks appeared behind Hakugan. "If you're throwing a party at least tell us?", she complained. Law could already see more figures in the hallway as both of them squeezed into the tiny room, too.

"It's getting really crowded in here", Law said, jumping a little in his chair when Jean Barts giant face appeared in the porthole of Law's room.

"Hey, I want to party, too!", his muffled voice could be heard from outside. "There is no party here", Law screamed at the crowded cabin. "Party? We're in!", Law could hear even more of his crew from outside. This was getting out of hand - everyone pushed into his room.

Unnerved, he summoned a room that engulfed the ship and teleported everyone, including himself, on deck, so he could finally breathe again. When everyone thumbed onto the polar tang, there was a short moment of confusion - until Penguin screamed "PARTY ON DECK", followed by a collective "YEAH!", as everyone started bustling around to get tables, food and drink outside to get the party really going. Law stood there, baffled, as he watched his crew.

They where a great bunch, he would be getting married to a great girl. On the horizon, he could see the lights of the straw hat's boat. They were great friends. Fully realising that he was surrounded by his friends - his found family, Law couldn't be happier. For the first time in so many years, he could hardly wait what the future would bring him. With a laugh, he joined his crew.

In the next part, Law's wedding will take place. There will be quite a lot of fun. Will Bepo mess up his speech? What will the straw hat crew do? Who will take the microphone and sing karaoke?

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It's not part three but maybe you like this one, too!

[caashmoneynae]

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JOEY BADA$$ x BLACK!FEM!PLUS-SIZED!OC

SUMMARY: in which Chynna's insecurities are beginning to overwhelm her and Jo-Vaughn shows her just how beautiful she truly is. ✨

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𝗖𝗛��𝗡𝗡𝗔 stared at herself in the full-body mirror she had in her dorm room, her chubby manicured fingers and large palms running over her stomach while a small frown occupied her plump two-toned lips. tears brimmed her eyes as she stared at herself, feeling her brain pick out each and every insecurity she had. her dark brown eyes scanned her chubby face, then her chubby and stretch-marked arms, then her chubby and slightly big hands, then her pudgy and stretch-marked stomach, then her thick and stretch-marked legs, and finally, her manicured, "big", and slightly wide feet, seeing nothing but imperfections.

being a plus-sized girl wasn't easy, especially if you were going to school. the body shaming Chynna endured almost daily was tough, but she tried her best not to let it get it her because, despite her weight, she knew she was a beautiful girl. her weight shouldn't define her or how people should treat her, yet it did, and she couldn't escape any of the stereotypes that came with it.

speaking of the stereotypes, there was one that's stuck with her since she was a teen: "big girls don't deserve love." unlike her peers, Chynna has never been in a relationship her whole life, and it made her think something was wrong with her. how did everyone else get to experience love but her? what made her so different? because she was plus-sized, that meant she didn't deserve to be loved and catered to? she didn't deserve to be held and admired? she didn't deserve to find a man who'd love her for her regardless of what she looked like? it just never made sense to her.

sometimes she had her moments where never experiencing love would get to her and she'd end up sobbing in her dorm room. sometimes she couldn't stomach seeing couples on campus and on social media because it made her realize she was incapable of experiencing something so beautiful, but all that came to an end once she met Jo-Vaughn.

he showed her how beautiful she truly was. regardless of all her stretch marks, flaws, and hyperpigmentation, Jo-Vaughn never stopped loving her, he just loved her harder. in fact, he was one of the first few men on campus who showed her respect. he stood up for her whenever someone was messing with her, wiped her tears and held her when she cried, helped her with her classes if needed, gave her his undivided attention, was there when she needed him the most, and so much more that made all her self-doubt wash away. he fixed Chynna's view on not only love but men and herself as well, and she'd forever be grateful that he came into her life.

he taught her what real love is and how it doesn't discriminate against what you or your body looked like, and he reminded her of it every day.

despite this, Chynna still had her moments where she felt unhappy with herself and the way her body looked, and right now, she was in the midst of one of them.

"why do i have to look like this?..." Chynna whispered to herself as tears rolled down her brown-skinned face and her dorm's door suddenly opened, making her quickly wipe her tears while a person stepped into the room.

"yo, mama, you ready to go?" Jo-Vaughn asked before pausing, noticing something was bothering her due to the frown on her face while he softly closed the door, "Chy', what's wrong?"

"...why do you love me, Jo-Vaughn?" Chynna asked softly, her voice nearly cracking, as she looked away from the mirror and turned around, her teary eyes staring into his dark brown ones, "there's so many other... skinny girls on campus you could be with and you choose to be with me: an insecure fat girl who gets bullied damn near every fuckin' day she leaves her dorm. some days i don't even look at myself in the mirror because i know i won't like what i'm looking at... why'd you choose me, Joey? was it out of pity? was it a dare from your friends? w-why? because you c-could easily have someone e-else... someone prettier and th-thinner... yet, you're with somebody like me... do... d-do..."

Chynna trailed off, hiccuping softly through her tears, as she glanced down at the ground before looking up at her boyfriend, "do you really love me, Jo-Vaughn?"

"baby... c'mere," Jo-Vaughn spoke softly, a small frown on his face from seeing her cry, as he opened his arms and Chynna walked into them, wrapping her arms around his torso while she cried into his chest, "you know i love you, babygirl. i love you with all my heart and the breath in my body. i don't want none of these girls on campus, mama, i want you. they only want me 'cause of my looks, but you want me for me. you care for me, you love me, you listen to me when i'm ramblin', you're always there when i need you, you always push me to be my best... shit, you the first girl that ever made me blush before, yo. you're my perfect match, Chynna. that's why i chose you. this ain't no pity shit and us being together ain't a dare, shorty. my love for you is real, and regardless of what ya body looks like, i'm gon' forever love you."

"i don't care how big your stomach is, how much it hangs, or that it has stretch marks on it and i don't care that you a tall girl, Chy'. 5'7 ain't shit to me, girl. i just want you, baby. nothin' in the world could make me not wanna choose you and no other chick could make me feel the same way you do. you're beautiful, smart, caring, motivational, funny as hell, sweet... you're everything i could ask for, mama. and that's why i love you. I JUST WISH YOU COULD SEE IT." Jo-Vaughn comforted the love of his life as he rubbed her back and kissed her forehead, causing the saddened woman to raise her head and look him in the eyes.

"...CAN... CAN YOU SHOW ME?"

❝ SHOW ME HOW... YOU CARE. ❞

"Jo-Vaughn, that wasn't funny, i thought that shit was gon' collapse!" Chynna laughed, causing Jo-Vaughn to laugh with her, as the two walked through the exit of a rollercoaster ride hand in hand with smiles on their faces.

"they could do a few adjustments on that ride, that's all i'ma say. but you can't trust shit that comes outta' suitcases, ma," Jo-Vaughn joked as Chynna laughed and shook her head, making his smile slightly widen at seeing her happy, "that brings me to my next topic though: your smile. i love seeing you smile, even if it's that lil' closed-mouth smile you do sometimes. i like seein' that small gap in ya front teeth when you smile, and i know that's somethin' you're insecure about, but it's adorable on you, baby. i like seein' those lil' dimples pop out whenever you try to fight your smile when you mad at me. i love hearin' ya laugh too. it makes me happy knowin' i could put a smile on ya face with just bein' me."

while the couple was at the amusement park in town, Jo-Vaughn made sure to show Chynna how beautiful she was by describing the small things about her that he noticed. he started with her legs, then maneuvered up to her torso, and now he was talking about her face. it made Chynna happy that someone paid this much attention to her to notice the small things she did that even she didn't pick up on, and it made her realize that Jo-Vaughn's love for her wasn't a facade — he loved her just as much as he said he did, if not more.

❝ TELL ME HOW... YOU LOVED... BEFORE. ❞

"ya dimples also show whenever i make you blush. you be lookin' like a lil' cute ass toddler." Jo-Vaughn chuckled, smiling, as Chynna smiled at him and she giggled while she leaned her head onto his shoulder.

"i wanna ride the Ferris Wheel, baby." Chynna smiled widely, pointing to the ride childishly, as Jo-Vaughn chuckled softly at her antics and looked down at her.

"anything for you, babygirl."

❝ CAN'T SPELL "US" WITHOUT "TRUST." PUT THE LUST ASIDE, THERE'S SOME THINGS WE GOTTA' DISCUSS. SO CLOSE YOUR LEGS FOR A BIT, BABY, LET'S OPEN UP. CLOSED MOUTHS DON'T GET FED, FINISH YA LUNCH, PANTIES IN A BUNCH. ❞

the line for the ride was surprisingly shorter than usual, but the couple didn't mind it, especially since this was Chynna's favorite ride. there was something beautiful about the Ferris Wheel and the way it just slowly moved around in a circle. it lets you see the true beauty of the park. you get the see all the rides, the happy people, the carnival food stands, and the beautiful sky.

riding a Ferris Wheel was peaceful for Chynna simply for the ambiance, and she wouldn't change anything about it.

as the couple sat in their Ferris Wheel car, Chynna stared out into the sky and admired the beautiful peach color it held as Jo-Vaughn stared at his girlfriend and admired her side profile, which is also something that she was insecure about yet he saw no problem with it. hell, he saw no flaw on her. even if she wanted him to see her the way she does, it wouldn't work. he saw her as a work of art, and nothing could taint his vision.

to him, she was perfect, but to herself, she needed improvements.

❝ TELL ME WHERE YOU BEEN AT THESE LAST COUPLE MONTHS. YOU SAY YOU WANT ME BACK, SO BABY, DON'T FRONT. 'CAUSE I COULD NEVER KNOW TOO MUCH BUT JUST ENOUGH, SO THE NEXT NIGGA NEVER FEEL HE GOT THE ONE-UP. ❞

"your nose," Jo-Vaughn began softly, catching Chynna's attention, as she looked up at him and the two locked eyes, "i like the way it fits your face. some people's noses are either too big or too small for their faces, but yours fits. i like that you pierced both sides of it because it makes me find it even more beautiful-er with the jewelry on it. but even without the jewelry, i still cherish it. i like to poke it or kiss it just to see you blush or smile from it. i like whenever you find somethin' hella' funny, ya nose scrunches and you snort a lil' bit. i like the way your reading glasses sit on the bridge of it because it adds more emphasis to how beautiful it truly is... it makes the beauty stand out more, y'know what i'm sayin'?"

"is your goal to make me cry on the Ferris Wheel or what?" Chynna joked, a smile on her face, as Jo-Vaughn chuckled and smiled at her, adjusting his arm around her shoulder while he placed a sweet kiss on her lips.

"just tryna' let you see what i see, baby. YOU TOLD ME TO SHOW YOU, RIGHT?"

❝ BUT WE AIN'T GOTTA' RUSH, TAKE YOUR TIME. WE COULD TALK UNTIL THE SUN UP, I SEE YOU TRYIN', TO SAY WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND, I PROMISE IT'D BE FINE. I COULD SEE THE SIGNS, BE HONEST, I AIN'T BLIND. ❞

"we have a winner!" the intercom shouted at the stand once Jo-Vaughn knocked down all three of the pyramid-stacked milk bottles, making Chynna squeal while she clapped her hands.

"go ahead and pick your prize." the man behind the stand smiled warmly as Jo-Vaughn smiled and looked down at Chynna, who was already staring up at him with sparkling eyes.

"which one you want, baby?"

"Blue!" Chynna smiled, pointing to the large stuffed animal of the dog from "Blue's Clues", as Jo-Vaughn chuckled and nodded his head towards the man behind the counter, watching him take the stuffed animal down and hand it to him.

"Blue's Clues" was one of Chynna's favorite old-school cartoons. her favorite host was Steve and after he left, she stopped watching the show because she only wanted to see Steve and nobody else, and Jo-Vaughn knew this, which is why he wasn't surprised she chose Blue.

her love for the cartoon earned her the nickname "Blue" from not only Jo-Vaughn, but her family and friends as well, and she smiled every time someone called her it because the show still brings her just as much joy as it did when she was younger.

❝ THE TRUTH IS WE ALL GOT OUR OWN DESIRES, OUR OWN DREAMS. IT'S A BIG WORLD, GOTTA' TRY NEW THINGS. SO RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, WHAT YOU GOTTA' SAY? YOU AIN'T GOTTA' LIE NOW, IT'S THE BED WE MADE. ❞

"you folks have a nice day." the man smiled, tilting his hat towards the two, as Jo-Vaughn nodded his head and let out a "you too" while he handed Chynna her prize, her smile as wide as could be while she held the stuffed animal in her arms and the two walked away from the stand.

"what should we name her? or should we keep the name 'Blue'?" Chynna asked, smiling widely, as Jo-Vaughn's arm rested around her shoulder and he chuckled softly at her enthusiasm while he looked down at her.

"CJ. the 'C' for Chynna and the 'J' for Jo-Vaughn." Jo-Vaughn suggested, earning a chuckle from Chynna, as the woman looked up at him and gently kissed his lips.

"i like that name." Chynna smiled softly, earning a smile from her boyfriend, as Jo-Vaughn kissed her lips and gazed into her eyes, watching them hold that same sparkly look.

"you wanna know what i like?" Jo-Vaughn asked as Chynna nodded her head, wanting him to continue, "your eyes. i like staring into them and seeing them tell me how you feel without you having to a word. they tell me stories about your emotions and i love listenin' to 'em. i like watchin' 'em sparkle when you're excited about something. i like seein' 'em dilate when you look at me too. it makes me feel appreciated and heard whenever i notice it. i like how whenever you see or hear something that excites you, they slightly grow wider in size. i like your eye shape too. i know sometimes you think it doesn't fit your face, but it does. it makes them stand out more, in a good way, of course."

"i also like that they're the same color as mine. not lighter, not darker, just... the same hue. it makes me believe that spiritually we were meant to be, and in a way, we technically are." Jo-Vaughn smiled, pushing her silk-pressed hair behind her ear and revealing her silver hoop earring, as Chynna blushed and she giggled girlishly, making Jo-Vaughn's smile spread wider since he could see her dimples.

"we are meant to be, baby. you're my everything." Chynna smiled softly, running her fingers over his jawline, as she gently cupped his face and stood on her tiptoes, pecking his lips a few times while Jo-Vaughn chuckled and secretly blushed.

"you're my everything too, mama. i can't imagine my future without you."

❝ SHOW ME HOW... YOU CARE. ❞

"so how'd you enjoy ya day, mama? did i make you feel better?" Jo-Vaughn asked, massaging her feet, as the two sat in his living room and Chynna held a cup of McDonald's ice cream in one of her hands, her other hand playing with his hair while she swallowed the ice cream in her mouth and sat the spoon inside her cup before speaking.

Jo-Vaughn didn't live on campus like everyone else. he had his own apartment because he valued his personal space and good energy and didn't want it to be tarnished by randoms on campus. sure, he had friends on campus, but half of the other men on campus weren't shit, so Jo-Vaughn vowed to stay away from them.

as long as he had Destin — also known as JID, Denzel, and Chynna by his side, he didn't need anyone else, and he most certainly didn't need anyone near him who'd fuck up his aura.

"i loved today, baby. especially the Ferris Wheel and you winnin' CJ for me," Chynna smiled, resting her head on the stuffed animal behind her, as Jo-Vaughn looked up at her and chuckled while Chynna twirled one of his dreads around her finger, "i also loved the way you described me today. you opened my eyes and let me see how beautiful i actually am, and that's one of the reasons i love you so much. you always lift me up when i'm down and make sure i never forget how much you care about me. you made me feel great, Joey... amazing as always."

"i'm glad i could wipe those tears and make you smile, baby. you deserve to be happy just as much as anybody else, Chy'," Jo-Vaughn smiled, smiling a bit wider once he felt her acrylics trace his jawline, as he leaned closer to her and kissed her lips, faintly tasting the vanilla ice cream on her tongue while he rested his hand on her shin, "DID I SHOW YOU WHAT I SEE IN YOU, MA?"

smiling widely, Chynna chuckled as she gently cupped his face into her hand and kissed him with passion, earning a wide smile from him while their kiss gradually parted.

"YOU SHOWED ME EVERYTHING, BABY. AND I'M SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU."

❝ TELL ME HOW... YOU LOVED... BEFORE. ❞

"'CAUSE TRANSPARENCY MY LOVE LANGUAGE. CAN'T SEE THE BIGGER PICTURE IF YOUR VISION TAINTED. LOVE IS LIKE GLASS, EITHER BREAK IT OR YOU STAIN IT. THESE LATE-NIGHT CONVERSATIONS TURN INTO ARRAIGNMENTS, JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH." Jo-Vaughn rapped into the microphone, his unoccupied hand holding onto Chynna's, as the two stood on the Rolling Loud stage and Chynna smiled widely, their eyes staring into one another while he performed for the large crowd in front of them.

years had passed and Jo-Vaughn and Chynna's relationship was still as strong as their college days. Jo-Vaughn and Chynna looked slightly different than they did in college, but mentally Chynna was a different person than she was in college as well. she had learned confidence, and she was now comfortable in her own skin regardless of what anybody had to say about her. who cared if somebody had something to say about what her body looked like? as long as she was fine with how it looked, she didn't care about what other's opinions might be.

Jo-Vaughn snipped off his dreads and rocked a low side-parted fade while Chynna got dreads and dyed them burgundy. the two went to college for different majors, but those majors didn't matter once Jo-Vaughn started to blow up from his music. Jo-Vaughn pursued a career in music and acting and Chynna pursued a career in modeling, which most students from her college would've said was impossible for a girl with her shape. but she proved them wrong — so wrong that she was issued a brand ambassador for Fashion Nova and Calvin Klein, which was ironic because Jo-Vaughn was a brand ambassador for Calvin Klein as well.

it was safe to say that Chynna had made it in life, and her weight didn't stop her from achieving her dreams or finding real love.

"'CAUSE I AIN'T TRYNA' JUDGE, BABY, I JUST WANT YOU TO BE YOU. 'CAUSE I'MA BE ME, KEEP IT G LIKE REAL NIGGAS DO. 'CAUSE YOU KNEW A NIGGA WAY BEFORE HE GOT FAMOUS, ON THE BLOCK NAMELESS, AND I'M PROUD TO SAY THE MONEY NEVER CHANGED US." Jo-Vaughn continued, a smile growing on his face, as he squeezed her hand and pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her waist while her arms wrapped around his neck.

these lines were true. before Jo-Vaughn transformed into "Joey Bada$$", Chynna was down for him and never once left his side, and he reciprocated that energy. with him blowing up as big as he did, he gained money and fame, and with the money and fame came groupies, and Jo-Vaughn never paid them any mind because he knew he had already met the love of his life. Chynna would be there for him if he suddenly went broke and lost everything, but the groupies were only there because of how big his name had gotten, and he knew this.

there was a big difference between "fan" and "groupie." fans respected Chynna because it was the right thing to do while groupies talked shit about her because they wanted her spot and knew that if Jo-Vaughn was still with her, then they had no shot at trying to bag him.

"WE'VE BEEN THROUGH MANY PHASES LIKE MAZES, STILL WE FOUND A WAY. I NEVER KNEW A LOVE THAT WASN'T PAINLESS. POURIN' OUT MY HEART WAS ALWAYS DRAININ', I GOTTA' SAY. NOW EVERY DAY, IT'S INDIGO RAIN, AND YEAH, THIS A BRIGHTER DAY," Jo-Vaughn rapped as Chynna adjusted the sunglasses on her head — which were his and not hers — and she looked out into the crowd, seeing fans either singling along, recording, or both, "A LIFETIME I PROVIDE FOR YOU, BY THE WAY. DON'T YOU FORGET THAT I WOULD DIE FOR YOU ANY DAY. RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, WHAT YOU GOTTA' SAY? YOU AIN'T GOTTA' LIE NOW, IT'S THE BED WE MADE, UH."

"SHOW ME HOW... YOU CARE." the crowd sang, making Chynna smile widely, as a blush covered her face and she looked back at Jo-Vaughn, who was already looking down at her with a smile while he kissed her forehead.

"SHOW ME HOW, BABY... RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW. RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, RIGHT NOW, BABY, YEAH." Jo-Vaughn spoke into the microphone, rapping his ad-lib, as Chynna grew shy under his gaze and she laughed before lowering her head, resting her head on his long-sleeve black shirt while Jo-Vaughn softly chuckled at her.

"TELL ME HOW... YOU LOVED... BEFORE." the audience continued, making Jo-Vaughn's smile widen, as he gently grabbed Chynna's chin and lifted her head, placing a soft kiss on her lips while the crowd cheered wildly at the sight.

"TELL ME ALL... TELL ME HOW YOU LOVED, BABY," Jo-Vaughn continued as Chynna's brown cheeks turned rosy due to how much she was blushing and giggles and laughs fell from her lips like a never-ending waterfall while Jo-Vaughn's palm caressed her lower back, "YOU AIN'T GOTTA' LIE TO ME, NO-NO. I KNOW YOU WOULD DIE FOR ME, IT'S FOR SURE. BABYGIRL, THIS LIFE WE LIVE IS TOO SHORT..."

at this point, it didn't even feel like Jo-Vaughn was performing for the crowd. it felt like he was performing for her. it was as if everyone else had disappeared and it was just them on stage. no cameras, no audience, nothing. just them and the music.

moments like this are the ones Chynna loved the most. she loved knowing that regardless of his lifestyle, he'd never change on her. he'd be with her until time ended, and he proved this to be a fact whenever she needed to hear it. he had never once been unfaithful or lied to her about anything, even something as small as him eating her food.

Chynna didn't believe she and Jo-Vaughn would last long at the beginning of their relationship because she was weak-minded and believed this "love" she felt was temporary. but little did she know, it'd last longer than she'd ever know, and Jo-Vaughn was right when he said he felt they were meant to be.

"BABYGIRL, THIS LIFE WE LIVE IS TOO SHORT."

[miasmaghoul]

Oh almighty, wise Miasma, my partner and I are both interested in trying piss play (the peeing inside someone kind) but we've never done it before and I know written porn is very different than real life. Do you have any safety/health tips? Or pointers as to where to look for info?

YEAH SURE TMI BELOW THE CUT

Speaking from personal experience - this can be very Weird for the receiving party the first time around. No matter what you've done in the past, no matter the anatomy involved, no matter how close you are with your partner it's WEIRD. It's a feeling that's hard to compare to anything else if I'm being frank.

First off, I recommend being in the shower/tub for this particular event. Easy clean up until you know how you both react to it. It can be a hard thing to accomplish, and it most always makes a mess (pos tbh).

Second, I recommend thorough discussion beforehand so you don't fall out of the moment during. It can be hard to let go in that scenario, and the more trust and understanding you've established the better. I find that this is not something that benefits from a check-in in the moment, but your milage may vary! I personally find it distracting.

Third, practice first. Peeing while horny is a skill, not a talent - you gotta make sure you can relax enough while still maintaining that excitement, otherwise the whole scenario can get awkward real fast. I recommend practicing during masturbation first, so you can train the right set of muscles to relax without losing your boner (gn).

Lastly, you gotta be patient. It's likely that one of you will Freak Out a bit the first time. This is perfectly normal - practice reassurance and praise on both of your parts, even if the end goal is meant to be degrading. It's important to establish that level of compatibility no matter how long you and your partner have been together. This is a very vulnerable act, on both parties' parts, so don't worry if it feels super weird at first. I promise it passes. Bit if it's Too Much, never be afraid to stop.

As for the health side of things, you don't have a whole lot to worry about provided you are both clean. Urine is considered a sterile fluid, so risk of illness or other negative effects is very low. Depending on the hole being used, just be sure you both pee afterwards and maybe indulge in a nice warm shower. Whoever is receiving, rest assured that any shame you feel may be intense. This is perfectly normal, and can be relieved by whatever their primary love language is - for me, physical contact and praise work wonders. Also be aware that there WILL be a mess the first time, so you both have to be willing to deal with that. The only Big Concern is if whoever is doing the pissing is on any medications that may negatively effect the receiver, but if you're already fucking otherwise then I doubt that will be an issue!

Overall, it comes down to trust and relaxation. I do not recommend this being the first bit of piss play you indulge in - it's very intense, and can be overwhelming. Play in that space first, make sure you're both comfy before making the internal leap. When you do get there, drink lots of water beforehand to reduce the risk of getting shy. Once you've done it a few times, it becomes much easier to do spontaneously! Also be aware that, if you are a lube user, the water based kind will be washed away during this. Reapplication may be necessary afterwards 👍

HAVE FUN ♡

[silenceofthewave]

[A SOUNDWAVE ROLEPLAY BLOG]

– This is a multi-verse roleplay and ask blog.

– Soundwave's character is a mixture between TF Prime and TF One. It's frame is consistent with Prime, which means it has the visor, datacables and creature like quality (hence the it/its pronouns).

– This blog does not shy away from shitposting, but don't let that scare you! I enjoy literature RP just as much, and always welcome discussion when opening new threads.

– Feel free to DM me! I am open to DM RPs as well as discussion! I'm here to make friends and have a good time :)

– Author is 24 years old, and does not shy away from NSFW topics. This includes smut, but also extends to violence, robogore, and the like. I understand I interact with minors, and I am always very careful to ensure they are not exposed to anything explicit. If you are interested in explicit RP, it MUST be kept to DMs for this purpose. I also need assurance that you Are above 18+ in order to engage in this way.

– Due to the multiverse nature of the blog, this is also multi-ship! I am willing to consider anyone who has good chemistry with Soundwave, but my otps are MegaSound, StarSound and WaveWave.

- PFP by compaculaaa

[RULES]

– Please put as much effort as I do into our RPs. It's frustrating writing out a big reply only to get a paragraph back. (This ofc does not apply to shitposting.)

– Minors are free to interact, but please keep in mind that I am particular and reserve the right to stop a RP if its veering into territory I'm not comfortable with. (as are you!! and this applies to all RPs)

– Please reach out to me before starting a big thread, and please keep in contact throughout so we can stay on the same page.

– OCs are welcome!

– Please send asks! Soundwave loves them. But, please do not flood my ask box. I assure you, I've seen it, and it will be answered.

– If you want to start an RP through an ask, please make sure we are mutuals. My notifications get flooded very easily and I am currently trying to work out a management system for them.

– To piggyback off that, if I missed a response from you please either Tag me in the comments of the thread, OR send me a DM with the link to your response. Like I said, my notifications are a MESS, and I know it's very likely for me to miss something.

– Since this has been a problem before, please please please don't purposefully flood my notifications. While I am Committed to the Bit, it's very overwhelming and buries replies. I appreciate the humor, but it's one of the few times I'll say something is unnecessary.

[UNIVERSES]

– 1024.14 Tau: The Chaos Verse

Lovingly called The Chaos Universe, this is where Soundwave gets to shitpost for fun and free. Soundwave has never known peace a day in its life in this universe. Soundwave speaks freely, using the typical "Soundwave: [sentence]" format.

Tagged as u 1024.14

Shipped with @/Lord-Starscream

- 1024.15 Tau: Revival

The Revival Universe currently focuses on the journey to bring Soundwave's cassettes back, utilizing Shockwave's cloning techniques. Angst and grief abound, Soundwave finds itself questioning everything thing it knows about itself. Soundwave has gone mute due to the grief of losing its beloved Cassettes, and instead uses others voices to speak. Still, it finds it has trouble voicing its true thoughts and feelings.

Tagged as u 1024.15

Eventually to be shipped with @/dailydoseoflogic

[HEADCANONS]

Soundwave thoroughly enjoys human music and art. It even has a hacked Spotify account and will listen to music while its flying, alone, or even share it with those closest to it.

Soundwave has managed to get itself connected to the internet, and will regularly do internet searches on things it is unfamiliar with. It also enjoys watching movies and videos.

Soundwave has a strong EM field, which it uses to hone its telepathy, and occasionally share emotions it cannot express.

Soundwave is not emotionless. It feels a lot, actually, but cannot express that.

It uses many emoticons to express what it's feeling, all with their own different meanings.

Soundwave's telepathy is touch based.

Before the war, Soundwave was a gladiator with Megatron. It honed its skills and life long friendship with the Decepticon leader in the pits of Kaon. It trusts Megatron with its life because of their shared experiences. Its loyalty to the Decepticon cause runs deeper than politics.

Soundwave loves its Cassettes. It will put itself in the line of fire to protect them, and will protect them even if it means certain death. In the universes where its Cassettes have gone offline, it's extremely vengeful and will stoop to murder to avenge its beloveds.

The Cassettes were built by Soundwave's own servos. A sliver of its spark splits off, and it only has a few days to build a spark chamber, the beginnings of a protoform and install an internal repair system. The process is extremely time and resource intensive, hence why it has not made new Cassettes during the war.

[TAGS]

#u 1024.14 - The Chaos Verse

#u 1024.15 - Revival

#Soundwave: <3 - usually used on neat artwork that i, and by extension soundwave, enjoys

#TheWaves - wavewave art, headcanons, general posting

#SoundAmongTheStars - StarSound art, headcanons, general posting

#Soundwave: >:( - usually used in RP to denote displeasure or anger

#Soundwave: Loves Its Cassettes - exactly what it sounds like, mostly artwork ft the Cassettes

#Soundwave: :( - Usually used in RP to denote some kind of sadness

#nightlygreeting - my sign off posts

#admin babbles - i enjoy yapping sometimes

[discountdemonwarehouse]

Kinktober 2024 - Prompt 6 - Softober

I needed a break from smut, so I'm doing a Softober prompt instead. Softober by @copiasjuicebox

Prompt 19 - Falling asleep on the couch to the sound of the rain

Characters are Terzo and Vinnie from Messing with the Missionary Man

AO3 Link Prompt under the cut

        Late night paperwork was keeping Terzo occupied, the room illuminated only by his desk lamp and the low burning fireplace. A cold cup of tea sat nearby from his deep focus. He startled a little as Vinnie's ringtone started playing from his phone. “It's late, amore ,” he murmured. “Don't you have something big in class soon? You should be sleeping.” “I need you.” Her voice sounded tired, on the verge of tears. “I’m sorry, I just…” “I’m on my way.” “Thank you,” she whispered. Terzo texted Omega, and soon the ghoul appeared in his office. “What's up, boss?” “I need to get to Edinburgh right away, Omega.” “Everything okay?” The ghoul asked with concern. “I'm not sure.” Terzo dropped his glasses on the desk. “Vinnie seemed upset.” Omega nodded, and the two teleported into the flat in Edinburgh.

        Vinnie was bundled in a blanket on the couch, the room lit only by the TV's home screen’s glow. Her arms reached for him, and he hurried to the couch. “What's wrong, uccellina ?” He asked softly, wrapping his arms around her. “I'm just stressed and overwhelmed and I missed you,” she murmured into his chest. She breathed deeply, inhaling his scent to calm herself. “Couldn’t wait a few days to see me, hm?” he teased. She made a small noise, holding onto him tightly. He kissed her temple lightly, cuddling her close. “Have you eaten?” She shook her head. “Too stressed, too busy.” Terzo looked back at Omega. “Fancy a trip to the chippy?” “Fuck yes! Be right back.” Omega grinned before vanishing. “Do you want tea or hot chocolate?” he questioned, giving her two options to choose from. She thought for a second, then her arms tightened around him. “Hot chocolate, but not yet.” He rubbed her back gently, acquiescing to her, “A few minutes, then I’ll put the kettle on.”

        “I’m sorry if I ruined your evening,” she whispered from where she was tucked into his chest. “I was just doing paperwork, it can wait. You are more important.” Vinnie snuggled closer to him, giving a small sigh. Terzo could feel some of the tension starting to leave her as he held her close. “I’ll spend the night with you; I don’t have any duties until the afternoon. I might be able to switch those.” “I don’t want to be more of a bother, I should be okay by tomorrow morning.” “We’ll see how you feel tomorrow.” He kissed her forehead. “Mm. Okay.” “Can I put the kettle on now?” he murmured against her hair. She nodded, her hold loosening on him. He made quick work of filling the kettle and readying the mugs of hot chocolate powder. He poked his head into the living room as he heard Vinnie squeak in surprise, seeing Omega having reappeared, a little damper than before. “It’s raining,” the ghoul informed them, shaking himself a little. “But I was successful in getting bacon butties!”

        Vinnie gave a weak smile. “Sounds tasty. I know that’s your favourite reason for visiting.” “Not my only one though,” the ghoul responded, bringing the food over to the coffee table. “Uhhuh, sure,” she smirked tiredly. Terzo carried three mugs of hot chocolate into the room and set them on the table before starting the fireplace. “Did you not notice it’s cool, uccellina ?” “Nah, I’ve been bundled in blankets all night.” He clucked his tongue in disapproval. “What will I do with you, uccellina ? Do I need to move here full time to look after you?” “No, I’m okay… Unless you wanna.” She shrugged. “I know the Ministry needs you.” “I can always teleport. Or retire,” he smirked a little. “You’d miss it,” she retorted with a small smile. “Probably. I could go part-time.” He shrugged. “You are a priority in my life, after all.” She raised a brow. “And what would you do in Edinburgh?” “You.” He smirked fully now. “Or be a house husband.” “Can you even cook?” “Better than you, Ms. Empty Fridge.”

        The three ate their food before Omega took his leave for the night. Terzo tidied up the trash and empty mugs, setting them in the sink to worry about the next day. Moving back to the couch he settled beside Vinnie and covered them both with the plush blanket. She immediately snuggled into him, holding him close. He pulled her close, and reached for the remote. “Do you want to watch anything?” She shook her head, laying it on his shoulder. “You can if you want.” He looked through the options for a few minutes, nothing catching his attention. Terzo opted for quiet music instead, and settled against the couch to relax. The rain pattered against the windows, the fireplace added its own quiet noises, but otherwise it was quiet. Vinnie listened to Terzo’s heartbeat under her ear, the combination of sounds relaxing her and lulling her to sleep. “Do you want to move upstairs, Vin?” Terzo quietly asked a short time later, feeling her breathing shift. “Uh-uh,” she mumbled, snuggling closer. “Alright, we’ll stay here.” He kissed the top of her head and closed his own eyes, thankful she’d chosen a very comfortable couch as he also succumbed to sleep.

[luna-misera]

Hi, first of all I'm a big fan of your writing and I hope you're doing well ! I have a bit of an emergency request for you if you don't mind (it's alright if you're not feeling like doing it cause it's kind of a lot, just ignore the ask lmao) also sorry if my English sucks here, I'm kind of a mess and it's not my first language :')

I've been feeling extremely overwhelmed by everything recently (visiting my parents, a lot of papers to fill for healthcare/taxes, prep class assignments, being deadnamed on all my official documents and by my family, having a meltdown) and now to top it off my train to go back home and be able to work has just been cancelled. And of course my parents are having a party this evening and of course everyone is loud as fuck. I probably won't be able to go back home and attend my classes until Monday or Tuesday and it terrifies me. I have so much on my plate rn, I just want copia to hold me and the rest of the world to burst in flames at this point. Long story short, that would be very cool if you could write hcs for how copia would comfort a gn s/o that's in a similar situation :)

take care !!

Hello my little ghoul friend! Thank you so much for the compliment! I'm very glad to hear you like my writing! Also, I'm sorry to hear you're having such a hard time lately. Personally, I have also felt overwhelmed by everything going on in my own life, so I totally understand what you're going through.

Remember to take care of yourself, and take things one day at a time! Try not to stress about things outside of your control, but focus on what you can accomplish each day! Be proud of how far you've come and what you have already accomplished! I know Papa would be.

Copia Comfort HCs (Copia x GN!Reader)

Warning(s): None

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• Honestly, when you're stressed Copia is also stressed. He will do whatever he can to help you out, but he worries about you.

• If he can't complete any tasks for you, then he will be there with you every step of the way.

• He makes sure you're eating/drinking, and taking breaks.

• If he can't be by your side, Copia will send you texts throughout the day to check in, offer encouragement, and just to tell you how much he loves you!

• Copia is 100% supportive of your pronouns, and your name change. If you're open to the idea, he will absolutely help kickstart the process of a legal name change so you don't have to see it on official documents. Or he will handle them himself when possible.

• If the problem persists, then he will go to the main office himself to resolve the issue.

• However, when it comes to your own family deliberately dead naming you, then they'll find Copia can be very persuasive.

• He will politely (but firmly) remind them of your preferred name, and explain how deadnaming can be harmful.

• If they refuse to see reason and continue to disrespect you, then he will remove you from that toxic situation immediately.

• Copia is always there to support you with unconditional love and understanding.

• He constantly reminds you that your identity is valid and that you matter.

• He never wants you to feel alone especially when you need him most, and he is always there to be a shoulder to cry on or to listen to you vent.

• Meltdowns happen. That's ok! Copia takes you aside somewhere quiet where you can be alone, and holds you tight while you get it all out of your system.

• He rubs your back and comforts you until you feel better. Then, he asks how he can help you with whatever is stressing you out.

• Sometimes all you need is a hug, and of course he's willing to provide.

• Copia hugs you for as long as you need him to and maybe a little longer... just to be safe.

• He would absolutely burn everything to the ground for you, but maybe start with a warm drink and some cuddles first? Then see how you feel later.

• After that, if you're still hoping for worldwide devastation Copia has you covered.

[fayedartmouth]

it legitimately ruins the whole show for me :( totally obliterates my rewatching experience. how am I supposed to watch such good, wholesome, fun episodes like midsummers again, knowing where it all ends up??

i had accidentally spoiled the big thing for myself before i started part 2, so i was seeing everything thru that perspective and it made me miserable :( but i very much supported him going nuts throughout the season. the whole sequence in ep 6 where he just straight up loses it is maybe one of the best and most satisfying of the show for me (acting, writing, cinematography, music choice - i was giggling and kicking my feet like a little girl). my guy could've burned the whole world down and I just would been like :/ you go girl.

but like. yeah. where's the payoff to all the pain and suffering. where's the resolution. where's the closure. how do you drag an already very tragic character thru the mud like that and then just.

I get it, i do. And before I say anything, I just think it's important that everyone will cope with t hisi differently and however you need to cope is valid. There's not a right or wrong response when something breaks your heart like this.

So I'm just talking about me here. I was shocked at first, like in disbelief when I found out.  I'm a spoiler type (I have to know, especially with character death). And then like it hit me and it hit me hard. I was working and just sobbing (thank goodness for work from home) before I even watched. It was like this overwhelming grief that I couldn't fathom and didn't know what to do with.

And I got mad and I ran it in circles in my head before I just came to the conclusion that no. They don't get to take it from me. I can't even explain how much I think about this show and JJ.  I can't explain how much of my free time and free energy is plotting JJ fics and thinking about his character.  It's not an exaggeration to say OBX IS my hobby right now. My real life is a chaotic and stressful mess and I have so little free time -- and I turned to OBX for escapism.

And I can't give it up.  I won't.  But how do I keep going when it broke my heart?

Well, screw the show.  At this point, I don't need it.  They don't want JJ anymore?  Okay, I'll take him.  He's mine now -- he's OURS.  The writers let the narrative doom him.  So that's fine.  My narrative will save him.  It's not easy for me to say that because I am, at my core, a canon girl.  but needs must, okay?

Sincerely, I've been doing fandoms for a long long time and I've been in all types. Some of the best ones were ones where fans ignored canon and did it better. I will just seek out people who want to go there with me and do it.

I do have to be more selective, of course.  I have to read less fic and engage with fewer parts of fandom.  I think I'll get better at is as time goes on and it's less fresh.  But I will make my place and be happy.  Because I need it.

I'm going to write my own version of saving JJ and what S5 would look like in my perfect world. And I hope it helps other people cope like it helps me cope. But like I said, we all got to do what we have to do. I know a lot of people walking away and it makes me sad but I think it's totally valid.  I just can't.  So here I am, doing what I can.  My hope is that the more I invest into my head canons, the less I'll need the actual show. I am unlikely to do a full rewatch ever again but clips and moments? I'm hoping I can get there sooner as opposed to later.  JJ's my boy and always will be.  He's alive in my head because he has to be.

I wish you the best, though. It sucks.  It really, really sucks, and there's just no way around that. The writers missed the boat on understanding JJ's character and his arc and it's such a shame. All the potential is RIGHT THERE, and they took a cheap out instead of a satisfying one.