#im a sane fan i promise

[sillykiu]

hey everyone so now i have more new lab rats 💜💜💜

how much aura do i gain (or lose) for being in these fandoms

[eldritchqueerture]

ok but why the fuck is (almost) the entire Ember album by Breaking Benjamin so John coded what the fuck

like I know I do have a terminal case of This Song Is About My Blorbo brainrot, and yeah, Tourniquet, Psycho and the Dark of You are sort of vague (but they are dark world john coded to me very strongly) if you listen to Down?????

"Faded and selfish, I fall between / Jaded and helpless, I long to breathe / Wasted and empty inside, defeat / Faceless and buried alone / Into your eyes, I live / Beautifully broken" ?????????

"Blind belief / Wasted in envy, I long to bleed / Nameless and hated, I fall released / Violent and empty alive, deceit / Suffer in silence alone"

"Into your eyes, I live / Beautifully broken / Fight, we'll fight and bury our lies / We'll break these chains and wash it away"

like PLEASE you cannot be doing this to me

and then Torn in Two and Blood are sort of season 5 John I think first of all because [REDACTED] but Blood is about fucking up and repeating mistakes and thats so John after Intermezzo !!!

"Sick of all that was / Tired of all that is / Every hated love / I have broken in / Sick of fucking up / Tired of falling in / And all that I regret / I have before, I will again"

and then Close Your Eyes is my vision for the end of season 5/start of season 6. Theres hope but theres no hope, this might be the end but at least we are together and maybe we will turn the tide (on whatever the fuck Kayne is planning to do/our own fate/idk), maybe not. but we can HOPE and "dream this dream to life", so "hold on and I will keep you here inside"

[skythealmighty]

man. there are so many object shows out there. I NEED TO CATCH UP ON SO MANY why are the4e so many anyway Exclamation Mark (NOT AB) im killing you. he would get bullied off tumblr

#rocket talk #roc save #NOT THE ANIMATIC BATTLE ONE that ones fine #i mean the one in my header #hes an asshole #why do i keep accidentally hitting the number keys lately

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i cant believe my contestants are so pissy over the second challenge still!!!! it was a coherent challenge i think "survive me killing you" is pretty straightforward!!! besides theyre fine now >:/

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Maybe it's becausw you killed them?

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well thats stupid

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I KNOW RIGHT!! my old contestants got SO pissy when i killed th3m!! just because theres no recovery... 😒

⏰ timeisatool Follow

You dont have recovery????

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arent u supposed to be dead

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well im NOT so

❗ black-and-red Follow

Ugh, I haven't even killed anyone that much and they're still pissy! Honestly... just do the challenges and you'll be fine! I only threatened them..

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well i thought i killed circle but ig not! and square but nobody else died idk why everuones so afraid of me... whats so wrong w wanting to make a perfect object show?

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Um

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yeah theres nothing wrong with that! you gotta do what you gotta do for your object show

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😰😰😰😰😰

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I want to leave this group...

#i thought we were all just supposed to be wacky and weird 😰😰 #mom come pick me up im scared...

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Hey guys, just managed to get sponsored with my object show idea!!! (No thanks to you Lip Stick lol) wish me luck!! Also go keep an eye out on Village of Objects Official :D

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what the FUCK

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oh my god how do you all stay sane actually

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we don't! welcome to the club

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im never doing this again

#:)

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Who's Animatic?

#It's Your Fridge DJ! #I appreciate all the lovemail and the concern! ❤ #I don't understand some of the asks but thank you anyway!

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Have YOU heard of:

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Please stop debating on whether or not this "counts" as an object show, this was requested by an anon. If you want to do that on your own time on your own blog, feel free!

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SORRY ABOUT THAT SJEHSKEB will move i promise 🙏

anyWAY on another note i miss this showww 😭 i was so intrigued about it but i guess i understand its cancellation... if anyone wants to come up with a rewrite w me hmu my ao3 is in my desc!!!!

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just as long as you clarify its unofficial!! (:

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its on ao3 ofc its unofficial

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WAIT A GODDAMN SECON

#Fan we were /on/ an object show and technically famous I'm not sure why you're surprised at this point #Also get off your phone we're at Purgatory Mansion

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anonymous asked: hey greeny can you say trans rights for everyone out there

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trans rights AND trans wrongs. even if you like burger king i still support you <3

#burger king sucks ass tho dont do that to urself

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💥 fans-fantastic-features asked: im SO sorry for the sudden reply earlier, up until your post i thought hfjone was just some weird wild experimental show?? then again i shouldnt be surprised if happy star themselves is on this goddamn site (also sorry in advance for my friend TT sending you asks about alternate universes. shes a science nerd of all types and needs data or sm) if you want i can tell you what i know about your situation in a private chat, ive done a lot of deep dive analysis posts on my blog too and trust me when i say a LOT of the internet wants to help free you and everyone else you have plenty of help available spotty replies tho im investigating smth

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I... yeah, I'd like that. Thanks.

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anonymous asked: battery ui is kind of already jailed but still

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Battery from Ultimate Insanity would be jailed!

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Yeah

#Why did someone earlier send in that Walkie Talkie person? #I approve of the Blender submission though #Hate that guy

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cant have shit in this fuckass hotel 😒😒😒 lens just died 😔😔

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#WHAT THE FUCK #DONT JUST DROP SMTH LIKE THAT AND DIP #ARE YOU OKAY?? #ARE YOU TALKING ABT A GAME???

hi! rhanks for the concern! 😁 i am unfortunately not talking about a game lens is actually dead please help me (dms r open 🙏🙏)

#Since I've gotten a lot of followers recently I feel like I should boost this #I'm busy with my own issues but maybe someone else can help?

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i want my SHOW BACK i want my CO HOSTS BACK i want calculatory DEAD i only MILDLY HATE happy star i dont KNOW WHAT ELSE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT

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🫵 Fanny kinnie

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who the FUCK is fanny

#im CIRCLE not a goddamn FAN #who even names themselves fanny anyway

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⚪battleforcircle asked: oml spiderman pointing meme

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you sent me this FIFTEEN TIMES get OUT of my ASKBOX!!!!

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why are there two of you...

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theres only ONE of me i dont know who this IS!!

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theres three of us just three of us

#idk why either tbh #tumblr just recommended his acc to me one day #he seems fun to annoy tho so ive taken it upon myself to do so #tee hee

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Hey so why is a known criminal on Tumblr?

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Hello???

[basminepiggy355]

now that my friends dont use tumblr im free rahhhh now i must confess my demons

i hate my chemical romance and tokio hotel fandom bc they act like 11 year olds who just got a new phone you are NOT toms wife ur actually a whole 20 years younger than him. and frerard isnt real and gerard has a literal child this is not doomed yaoi.. stop trying to break up lyn z and gerard just hold lyn z accountable for her actions.. anyway.

every rose of versailles fan ive met is over 30 like AAAAAAA im afraid of you all... anyone who has the lady oscar dollfie i WILL find you. (im sane i promise)

choi beomgyu heh.. i love you choi beomgyu.. i love you forever and ever........... ( ＾ω＾ )

im chronically online pls be my friend

[pjsk-headcanons]

ok welcome to today's ted talk (i am procrastinating on doing my schoolwork bc brother eughhh i am not reading a book from 1500 or smth /jk i will eventually. just let me have this for now) today's ted talk is.... what teams and drivers in f1 pjsk characters would like bc f1 and pjsk is arguably what is maintaining me sane and idk why not. if you disagree uhhh thats fine idc lol this is purely based off of vibes and cardinal directions WxS - rui: as i have mentioned in my first hc he likes a) ferrari b) red bull c) mclaren, bc every f1 fan ik is at least A BIT of a ferrari fan even if they like only one team (*cough* that fan may be me *cough* *cough*), so rui is a ferrari fan and a red bull fan, probably because he likes the crazy shit on red bull's channel (look at this for example: https://youtube.com/shorts/uf9PQT0OgUY?si=yA8NM97AJHeyf0HH). maybe he likes the drink as well, now drivers! his favorite driver is lando, bc i think he will like his streaming content (perhaps his personality and his willingness to talk abt mental health and i am not kidding, search it up!!) (i'd like to note that rui is most definitely a very avid f1 fan) - tsukasa, emu and nene: they all like ferrari and red bull, they're not avid fans but they understand what happens in the sport (mainly because of rui) and as i think they wouldn't be as big fans as rui, so they probably just follow rui's opinions LOL im sorry if it's basic, but it's imo :3 L/N - ichika: she's a casual f1 fan, so she probably likes ferrari bc it's popular and she doesnt know how much depression it causes to be a tifosi. (ps: i am not a tifosi) her favorite driver is lando yet again, because she decided to learn a bit more abt the f1 drivers and found out he can play multiple instruments, so that sparked an interest in her and yeah - saki: she probably doesn't even care but she likes to listen to ichika and shiho talk abt the races. im sorry if it sounds like saki slander, i just dont think she would really like f1 😭😭 pls forgive me saki fans - honami: the ultimate of ultimate of f1 casual fans. that's it, maybe she would like alex but that's it - shiho: the less casual f1 fan out of l/n, she likes red bull and max verstappen. arguably she doesnt even care abt the f1 teams, but she likes max for how he is(me too shiho. it's actually sad to think i didnt like him </3) extra hc: ichika and shiho most definitely talk abt f1 whenever they have time to! VBS - akito: he likes whatever team is fighting an's favorite team. if she likes red bull, he likes mclaren, etc, etc. point is, he likes what an doesnt bc he has some beef with an (i promise you it's not idk levels of genuine hate it's like uhhh i forgot the word im not sure if this is clear!!) - an: uhhh i accidently explained her in akito's part - kohane: weirdly, super into f1. she's not the "i watch f1 for the drivers!" fan, she's the "i watch f1 for the sport!" fan (<- i feel like i have to clarify that) and although that may not make sense, she roots for all the teams and drivers. (even lance.) so tbh if you asked her "kohane whats your favorite f1 team and f1 driver?" she would say "idk i just like the sport i dont really care abt who's winning" - toya: he seems like he would like f1 but he doesnt know a shit abt f1(the creative juices are almost gone now afksahsjkdgbhdg) N25 - mafuyu: i feel like she heard abt f1 at school and ended up liking instead of the sport, the aerodynamics stuff. very specific ik - kanade: she would get distracted by the f1 sounds so she wouldn't even know what's happening and somehow compose a music based off the sounds of an f1 car/f1 related - mizuki: she heard abt f1 one day from rui and ever since she talks with rui abt f1 stuff (other than the in canon stuff)!! her favorite team is whoever is cooking at the moment (she doesnt want to suffer over like. omg bad strategies and bad car) and her favorite driver is lewis (1. his fashion style 2. how good he is) - ena: tbqh the same thing as an's

MMJ - my creative juices have almost completely dried. but tbh, i dont think they would have time for f1 bc they do so much shit yknow, ik they like have managers and everything but id argue they're dedicated to what they do and they'd prefer to do other stuff than learn abt f1 stuff. im so sorry mmj fans i promise ill make a better headcanon than this one day 😭😭

oops how did it get this long? anyways, thank you for joining my ted talk! hope everyone is ok :D - papaya anon

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[dollivication]

Hihiiiii, this is gonna be long, i've got a rant AND an idea thingy. i've mentioned before not bein into anyone other than Wesker in Resident Evil buuuut I just watched Resident Evil: Vendetta and I GET THE HYPE, I ADMIT, I GET IT. LEON'S MODEL IS SO FINE. I'm guilty to say seeing him in the movie and the old games vs in RE2+4 Remake, I prefer this design. He's more rugged? LAIK I KNOW HE STARTS OFF AS A ROOKIE BUUUT THEY COULDA KEPT HIS LOOK I saw people speaking about the newer design for his character saying they gave him the 'dumbass pretty boy' look cuz it makes more sense for him as a rookie cop in 2 but man.... Rookies can look like anything so if that were the case for the change....eeeeeh.... Also unpopular opinion, I also prefer Louis' old design. I'M SORRY, HE DOES GIVE OFF THE CREEPY UNCLE VIBE IN THE REMAKES MODEL. ANYWAY, I hope you're doing well today, staying hydrated and fed! Gotta look after yourself above all else. To make this less of a rant, I shall be the first (I think) to make a Wesker scenario/idea thingy. Wesker is all about himself, right? It's a part I surprisingly love about him. BUT LAIK, if he deems you special enough to make you his 'pet', just know he's NEVER letting you leave him. He knows all, where you go, who you talk to, what you're doing, etc. And if you even think of trying to contact anyone (perhaps a certain STARS agent...) you can find yourself tied up by his Uroboros tentacles and used for hours until he's done with work and uses you himself. He's superior, he tells you that, and he'll fill you up with his cum, talk about giving you a 'purpose' , laik breeding you to have his obviously 'superior, god-like children' OOP- He's a feckin menace, I can imagine if you go to get help in person (he has eyes on you at all times, so ofc you can roam around but not for long if you keep creep round some rookie or CHRIS) you'll end up in a bloody puddle, not dead but certainly taught a lesson... ☉▵☉ JUST AN IDEA FROM A DEPRAVED WESKER FAN DON'T MIND MEEE Love ya, Dolly (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ -Nell 🍓

NELLLLLL HAI HAILLO HEY :3!!!! WHEN I SAW THIS I LIT UP I CANNOT LAI… it’s always a treat to hear from yu!!! ^.^ and oh my we have MUCH TO DISCUSS TAKE A SEAT MWAAA 🩷🩷🩷

VENDETTA LEON IS JUST A SKRUNKLE!!!! HE IS a sopping wet andgrumpy kity… AND NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT,, it would be interesting to see him laik dat in re2.. laik how could this stingy critter get even stingier… a leon miserable from the start would’ve been pretty funy methinks LMAO

you are SO right about luis’ old design you are voicing thoughts i am 2 shy to say.. laik his new design is great!! but there’s a certain peculiarity to his old wan that screams yucky weirdo uncle.. might be dat wack ass hair and outfit GIGGLING he looks laik a vampire too !!! they’re both in special parts of my heart…. 🩷

I AMMM DOING SPLENDID and oh my lordy lord i forgot to drink water today THANK you for the reminder LMHREKSLFG i promise that’s not usually like me.. I HOPE YOU ARE DOING THE SAME HOWEVER !!!!!! please take lots o care!!!! >.<

THE. THE WESKER SCENARIO. IM SAT.!!!!??? TENTACLES,, ESPECIALLY FROM UROBOROS,,, ARE THE WAY TO MY HEART …. THE SUPERIORITY COMPLEX. BY JOVE!!! he’s so narcissistic and he’d probably tell you to be thankful that he chose you to have his kids… anyone would die for a chance like that!! (he is NOT wrong HEL))

his freaky ass would probably even put a shock collar on you,… god forbid you do anything that’s remotely out of line! AND ESPECIALLY god forbid you go near chris he’ll actually tweak the fuck out … i want wesker to stab me and say it was my fault for pushing him i CANNOT lie.. laik yur rite king i’m sorryIMSO SANE IM SO SANY

nell i’m hugging yu so tightly rn this crumb of thought was yumy… i lauv wesker so badly….sighs dreamily💔💔💔

[http-hoshi]

TIRED OF TH FANS ON TIKTOK OH MY GOD

TIRED OF TH HATERS ON TIKTOK KILL YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY 😖

TIRED OF FUCK ASS "TH BOYS" WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU CONNER

TIRED OF THOSE MFS THAT WILL SEE A TH VID AND COMMENT "this is why I left the fandom 🤓☝🏾" STFU BITCH

TIRED OF MFS THAT CALL TUMBLR TH FANS WEIRD I PROMISE YOU IT WILL BE OKAY

TIRED OF SOME OF THOSE PPL MAKING VIDS ABOUT NOT LIKING SOME PPL IN THE FANDOM AND TIRED OF THOSE MFS SAYING "finally a sane/normal th fan 🤓" SHUT UP BITCH

TIRED OF PPL THAT HATE ON SHIFTERS I DON'T GIVE A SINGULAR FUCK THAT YOU THINK IM WEIRD KEEP THAT SHIT TO URSELF ‼️‼️

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk 😌

[clockend]

I wanna know more about your crushing on gn. I promise I am not baiting. Because I just keep seeing this man on the dash and thought "haha he's cute, what if" (as a joke) then it evolved (or devolved) into "haha he's cute, what if" (for real). You seem to have more history I literally just saw his face repeatedly until I caught feelings.

ngl i do feel a bit like theres a gun being held at my head. i do feel so sorry for u like i feel this is the worst thing to get acquainted with him like that truly with looks only like im so sorry but this is a support group. a safe space

i dont even know how to explain this without making it sound like a confession booth. there was just something in the water during prems 15/16 season and skysports was milking mnf with gn and carragher for what its worth to the point where it can be studied as a subsection of 'rpf queerbaiting' and like up to that point i truly hated him as like any sane person whos not a man utd fan would. but then i dont know i relapsed into my mentall illness and i blinked and then every monday i was watching monday night football on illegal skysports streams and then later watching his valencia games and so on. like i truly still cant stand him in a lot of ways and i loathe many of his views in terms of politics and his actual actions and i do need to run him over with a car and i Am a LESBIAN but i dont know gary neville is awful and pathetic and hes beein living in my brain. sometimes i forget hes not a figment of my imagination.

[golbrocklovely]

What makes you think she will be in another trip or video? sure shes still close to sam and kat but he seems to barely tolerate her when around and that tiktok he did with her, clearly he was drunk based on other stuff posted during that time…i see it as him realizing that unfortunately shes stuck being kat and brennens gf’s friend so she may be around group gatherings, however 4some trips where the other two split off and shes left with him and therefore flirty drunken content ensues is long over… i just dont see that anymore…my issue really is her because its on the verge of being obsessive where anything he likes or does that may have some connection back to her, she automatically likes or glorifies which makes people follow…or she’ll lie and claim she picked out certain things like his costume…her tag is all him and barely any her and kat…her bday sure its the same day as his but there was a good hour or two that night where she was online liking anything and only things that had both of them in it, it honestly (and im not being sarcastic) concerned me, she makes mlp look sane…theres a pattern now of things she does to get her numbers up and it involves him always…for his sake I genuinely hope she calms it down and doesnt use him further seeing as she’s befriending more and more from his inner circle…I dont get how more people dont have an issue with this NOW because when she first started doing it back when she was blond she got called out and now its like people forgot or erased it from their heads and use it to ship them instead…she used to promise content involving them too..shes been like this for a while way before her 2022 move..

well, clearly sam and kat like her enough, and colby tolerates her enough, that she most likely will be in another video. i'll be extremely surprised if she's not in at least one video this coming year. realistically she is still their friend, and that is enough to have someone on their channel. on top of that she's still close enough to kat that most likely if snc do their whole "we gotta go somewhere and we're taking kat too", stas will come along just for the ride and so kat isn't lonely, since that was the whole reason she started being with them in the first place. not to mention, a lot of fans still see them as the core four so to completely exile her like that, i just don't see snc and kat doing.

the thing with colby is that he doesn't like to rock the boat, even if it would benefit him. that's why he tries his best to stay out of drama. that's why he allows friends to use him and treat him like shit until he can't no longer. it would be too much to ask for respect in his mind, and i don't understand why he's like that, but that's just what he's like. clearly stas did something at some point after the europe trip to piss him off just enough for him to be done with her, even if for a small while. that reverberated thru kat and sam too. and then once the waters were calm, she was allowed back in. and while she's kept her distance for the most part, she's still in the group, even if just slightly.

and like you noted, her getting closer and closer to his other friends means she ain't leaving either. but i do think he was able to kind of…. put her in her place, or at least let the general friend group know "hey, i get we're all on good terms again, but that doesn't mean i have to hang out with her just bc yall are" with her and his bday.

granted there was other stuff going on (assumingly) so it's hard to say it was just her that made him do what he did. i also don't personally believe that was his sole reason for not being there.

this is probably where i differ from some of you guys. and bc we don't agree, don't feel like i'm denying what you feel or think you're wrong, this is just a different opinion than yours: personally, i don't think a lot of the connections yall see are related back to colby when stas does some of the shit she does. sure, there definitely are some compelling things that stick out that clearly are related to colby (or assumingly have to be about him bc who else could it be) but i truly don't believe everything she does is her a) trying to start drama or b) are about colby.

the other main issue is that some of you guys (not saying you in particular, anon. just some of the other anons i get) focus WAY TOO MUCH on her. i've said it before and i'll say it again: stop giving her attention. we've all come to the consensus that she likes attention…. why are we still giving it to her?? sure, i follow her, but even then not really. i see her tweets occasionally, MAYBE see a post from her on insta when i go on, but in reality, that's it. i don't really engage with her anymore. i get told via anons what happened or what she did recently. the most recent time i paid attention to her is colby's bday and that was kinda it.

she doesn't win when we ignore her. so… it's kinda best that we start really doing that. stop worrying about her being weird to colby, bc he clearly either doesn't care or doesn't notice. and it's not our job to watch out for him or to feel disrespected on his behalf. he's grown enough to ice her out if he wants to.

[just-some-random-blogger]

While I am all for making the best experience for yourself and would never force anyone to do anything I will be that person

The like reblog n comment ratio of this is fucking ATROCIOUS I would reblog this 1000x if I could but alas I am just a girl

this fandom does not deserve you but I humbly present my offerings of insanity for the absolutely delicious food you have cooked for those who practice gwaynism

Also I want to say I really didn't want to read this cos of the incest like I'm desensitized to targcest but msjdjjd guess what I was like it's an old timey fic and they used to marry their cousins and suddenly I was fine HAAHHAAHHA AND IM GLAD I DID COS WHAT THE FUCK DELICIOUS

He's as handsome as you remember, with his auburn hair, pale blue eyes, and the faint freckles that dust his face. How you wished you could map kisses along those freckles, connecting them with a trail of where your lips had been.

Girl she's down BAD 😭 that's not-

He steps closer to you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear tenderly. "You have your mother's beauty, but your father's features," [...]

NO CUZ I WAS SO FUCKING OFFENDED ME PERSONALLY YOU TRYNA TELL ME I LOOK LIKE VISERYSSSS???? 🙄✋ NO SHADE NO TEA I LOVE PADDY BUT FUCKING VISERYSSSSSSSSSSSSSS to quote the walking corpse himself WHY DO YOU CUT ME SO DEEPLY

[...] he hums, tweaking your nose playfully before wrapping you in a firm hug.

YOUR HONOR HES SO CUTE WHAT THE FUCK

"It's not like I can sit in on a council meeting, and mother refuses to let me on my dragon. She seems perfectly content in keeping me idle and useless," you remark with a tone of annoyance, one that draws a low laugh from your uncle.

I actually don't accept alicent slander. Tell me why that's so wrong of her 🤨 tell me now

"Your mother means well, sweet niece. You're better suited here, getting favor from the gods as opposed to being in the midst of battle. Believe me, it is a bloody, nasty affair, and you are far too delicate to join in," he grips your chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, keeping your lilac gaze trained on his ocean-blue eyes.

SEE YOUR UNCLE GETS IT. also

TOUCHING HER TOUCHING ME???

You cannot even think of a response to his dismissing words, as you are too busy trying to push away the familiar ache you get between your thighs.

GRILL BARBECUE URSELF

[...] but Gwayne knows. He always knows.

DAFAQ DO YOU MEAN HE KNOWS WHAT THE FUXK

You expect your uncle to kneel beside you, or just leave the sept all together, so you are quite surprised when you feel him loom behind you.

*THROUGH A WHISPER, LOUDLY* HE WHAT❓❓❓❓

"Well, go on then, sweet one. Pray for me," he whispers, and you can feel his breath fanning against the shell of your ear.

HE WHAT

Of course, it is wrong for him to want to take you in the lewdest positions, to have you scream his name so everyone knows who is fucking you so good, but he has restrained himself all this time.

HE FUCKING WHAT

"M-Mother Above, have mercy on us all. I beg you for your protection, and for you to-" you cut yourself off with a gasp as your uncle buries his face into the crook of your neck, and gently nips at the soft skin there. He begins pressing himself against your ass, making your cheeks flush even more.

IN FRONT OF THE MOTHER

Noticing your sudden pause, he pulls back to look at your blushing face with a devilish smirk. "Well? Go on, don't mind me,"

HES IN FUCKING SANE ACTUALLY

Your prayers only falter as you feel something hard poking against your backside, prodding and bumping against you relentlessly.

"Shh, enough with that. It isn't wrong, not in the slightest. It's not wrong, not when you're meant for me. Surely even the gods will understand," he mumbles against the softness of your lips.

ITS FINE I PROMISE

You are thankful the sept is empty today. If word of what you do now reached your mother, of the depravity you partake in with her own brother, you're sure she'd have you sent far away to become a septa.

AND AS SHE SHOULD TBH NSKSKSKSMMSKSKSKKSKSKSKSKSK WITH HER BROTHER??????????????? HE OLDER BROTHER

"Up you go, princess," he mumbles, before picking you up with ease and setting you to sit on the edge of the altar.

ON THE ALTAR OH HELL NAH THEYRE AINT NO WAY IN SEVEN HELLS NO ONE DIDNT SEE THEY WATCHED THAT SHIT AND ENJOYED IT OH HELLL NAHHH

"Well well, I never thought I'd see the day where my own niece was begging for me like a whore." he teases, making you frown at the crude and cruel word.

HES SO FUCKING raHHHHH YOUR HONOR PLEASE

A cruel word indeed, and you feel the familiar sensation of your eyes watering, and your nose instinctively sniffling. Gwayne's smirk falters for a moment as he watches little tears spill from your eyes, but only for a moment.

NO CUZ SAME IF I WOULD CRY TO I WOULD CRY ALL THE TIME I REALLY WOULD

"Aw, come now sweet girl, don't take offense. It was all in good fun, yes?" he coos to you, and you feel him begin to lick your tears away, catching the salty evidence of your crying on his tongue.

YOUR HONOR I WANT HIM TO SPIT ON MY FACE TOO

"But oh, darling one, how pretty you look when you cry. Are you gonna cry more with what I do to you, little princess?" he asks with a mocking little pout, before kissing back down your neck.

DO IT AGAIN

"My my, little niece, aren't you quite the sensitive one? Is your cunny as sensitive as your heart, hm?" he teases, as he continues to lick and suckle you.

I WOULD APOLOGIZE FOR REQUOTING YOUR WHOLE FIC BACK TO YOU BUT NO REGRETS NAUR RAGRATS ITS JUST SO YUMMY

The little pain you yanking his hair brings him makes him groan against your puffy folds, adding only to the stimulation you feel. "Yeah? Feels good? Oh, baby, you have no idea..." he murmurs, leaving you a little confused at his choice of words.

I would let him destroy me

His mouth moves to focus only on your sensitive bud, sucking on it gently while he introduces two fingers to your wet folds. His fingers dance along your slit, dragging up and down in a slow, almost torturous manner.

No cuz at list point I screamed so much that my throat hurt thx so much I'm fine

Once your peak washes over you, you slump against the base of the statue of the Mother. Gwayne promptly stands, his mouth and chin dripping with your juices. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. Perhaps I should have you every night instead of wine." he smiles, before thumbing stray tears that rest on your flushed cheeks away.

AND THEN HE JUST LEFT WITH A FUCKING BONER SIR I COULD HAVE HELPED WHAT THE FUCK

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Pairing ✵ Gwayne Hightower/Niece!reader

Warnings ✵ Hotd season 2 spoilers, incest, littleee bit of crybaby!reader, smut (frottage, oral F receiving, fingering, and slight dacryphilia), and religious themes

Word count ✵ 2.5k

Summary ✵ Your uncle Gwayne arrives from Oldtown at your brother's call, and pays a visit to you while you pray.

"Your mother told me I might find you in here,"

You whipped your head around to see the source of the voice that disturbed you from your prayers and saw none other than your uncle, Ser Gwayne Hightower. He had finally come from Oldtown, answering your brother's call for assistance in his war.

"It is the seventh day, I thought I ought to pray. Especially now..." You explain with a small smile. You stood from your kneeling position on the cold, unyielding sept floor so you may look upon him. Your face twists into a cringe as you feel the bruises from kneeling for so long begin to form on your knees, and you are sure they'll be an ugly purple color later. Relaxing your features, you finally turn on your heel to face your uncle. It has been so long since you've seen him.

Too long.

He's as handsome as you remember, with his auburn hair, pale blue eyes, and the faint freckles that dust his face. How you wished you could map kisses along those freckles, connecting them with a trail of where your lips had been. But your faith and virtue prevent you from giving in to the desire. Besides, you are sure that if he ever found out you ever thought such things, he'd look at you with such revulsion that you'd crumble to the floor in shame.

He steps closer to you, tucking a stray hair behind your ear tenderly. "You have your mother's beauty, but your father's features," he hums, tweaking your nose playfully before wrapping you in a firm hug. It is not lost on you the slight curt tone his voice took on at the mention of your late father, but you dismiss it.

"And tell me, how have you been fairing during these trying times, hm? Don't tell me you hole yourself up in this sept all day." He teases, bringing a feeling of embarrassment over you for he had guessed correctly. Recently, you do spend the brunt of your days at the sept, praying to almost every facet of the Seven for mercy, strength, wisdom, and safety. Today, you were praying at the statue of the Mother, and after you lit a candle for her altar, you prayed for mercy and protection for your family members. It is one of the few things that brings you comfort nowadays, your faith in the Seven who are One.

"Well, there isn't much I can do," you shrug, letting a small frown tug at your lips. "It's not like I can sit in on a council meeting, and mother refuses to let me on my dragon. She seems perfectly content in keeping me idle and useless," you remark with a tone of annoyance, one that draws a low laugh from your uncle.

"Your mother means well, sweet niece. You're better suited here, getting favor from the gods as opposed to being in the midst of battle. Believe me, it is a bloody, nasty affair, and you are far too delicate to join in," he grips your chin in between his forefinger and his thumb, keeping your lilac gaze trained on his ocean-blue eyes.

You cannot even think of a response to his dismissing words, as you are too busy trying to push away the familiar ache you get between your thighs. It always comes at the most inconvenient of times, like when you watch the men in the training yard move, sweaty and shirtless, or when you spy on your brother coupling with a serving girl. All you know is that it persists for ages, and no amount of praying stops it.

But you can only try.

"S-Shall we pray, uncle? So that the Mother may grant us safety, of course," you propose, shifting nervously on your feet. Perhaps it is the light flush that has appeared on your face, or how you try to discreetly press your thighs together for some form of relief, but Gwayne knows. He always knows.

To save yourself some embarrassment, you resume your kneeling position before the statue and altar of the Mother, clasping your hands together in the standard praying position. You expect your uncle to kneel beside you, or just leave the sept all together, so you are quite surprised when you feel him loom behind you.

His firm chest swiftly presses against your back, and his larger and calloused hands come to rest over your softer ones, and you find yourself trapped in this embrace. Whether it is to your delight or misfortune, you cannot decide. You squeeze your eyes shut and silently beg for forgiveness for the unseemly thoughts that run through your brain at his actions. 'Who thinks such perverse things in a holy place?' you think, mentally chastising yourself.

"Well, go on then, sweet one. Pray for me," he whispers, and you can feel his breath fanning against the shell of your ear. Gwayne is enjoying this, enjoying this little game of denial you two play. Of course, it is wrong for him to want to take you in the lewdest positions, to have you scream his name so everyone knows who is fucking you so good, but he has restrained himself all this time. Patience is a great virtue, yes, but he wishes to reap his reward for remaining ever so patient now.

"M-Mother Above, have mercy on us all. I beg you for your protection, and for you to-" you cut yourself off with a gasp as your uncle buries his face into the crook of your neck, and gently nips at the soft skin there. He begins pressing himself against your ass, making your cheeks flush even more.

Noticing your sudden pause, he pulls back to look at your blushing face with a devilish smirk. "Well? Go on, don't mind me," he says before going right back to nipping and sucking at your neck. It is impossible for you to stay concentrated on your prayers as he continues, and you resign to praying in your head as your words fail you.

Your prayers only falter as you feel something hard poking against your backside, prodding and bumping against you relentlessly. Gwayne begins peppering kisses from your neck and to your jawline before tugging your head back gently, and letting his lips brush against yours. He only pauses as you tilt your head a little bit away in reluctance.

"U-Uncle, this is wrong. N-Not here, we cannot do this-"

"Shh, enough with that. It isn't wrong, not in the slightest. It's not wrong, not when you're meant for me. Surely even the gods will understand," he mumbles against the softness of your lips. You feel in that little moment of pause that his are a bit chapped, most likely from days of riding on horseback and camping in the wilderness. But it matters little then.

Once his lips are on yours, you cannot help the cascade of little moans that leaves you. His mouth is overwhelming and easily overpowers your rather inexperienced one, and you feel his hands move from their position over yours. One hand moves to your neck, and the other to your breast, fondling it through your dress as he continues humping you from behind.

You are thankful the sept is empty today. If word of what you do now reached your mother, of the depravity you partake in with her own brother, you're sure she'd have you sent far away to become a septa.

With a final peck to your lips, your uncle stands. He drinks in the sight of you like this; cheeks flushed, hair a bit messy, clothes rumpled, and swollen lips, all from him, of course. He swears then and there he's never seen a more beautiful sight.

"Up you go, princess," he mumbles, before picking you up with ease and setting you to sit on the edge of the altar. He messily pushes away the candles and various offerings left there to make room for you, and you cringe at the disrespect, disrespect born from lust and hastiness.

The new position allows for you to be relatively level with his face, and he soon hikes your dress up and stands between your parted thighs. As he begins to rub his erection against your clothed cunt, you grab onto his forearms to ground yourself.

His erection rubs against your dampened smallclothes, brushing against your bud and your folds. With each grind of his hips, you feel something like a fire burning through your bones. But with your clothes acting like a barrier, and the slightly awkward angle, it's not enough for you. Even with your unfamiliarity to such actions, you still know it is not enough.

"M-More, more. Uncle, I need more." you whine, pulling him closer by the laces of his breeches, eliciting a sly smirk from him.

"Well well, I never thought I'd see the day where my own niece was begging for me like a whore." he teases, making you frown at the crude and cruel word.

A cruel word indeed, and you feel the familiar sensation of your eyes watering, and your nose instinctively sniffling. Gwayne's smirk falters for a moment as he watches little tears spill from your eyes, but only for a moment.

"Aw, come now sweet girl, don't take offense. It was all in good fun, yes?" he coos to you, and you feel him begin to lick your tears away, catching the salty evidence of your crying on his tongue. "But oh, darling one, how pretty you look when you cry. Are you gonna cry more with what I do to you, little princess?" he asks with a mocking little pout, before kissing back down your neck.

You've always been a bit of a sensitive girl, everyone knows this. The smallest hint of frustration or anger to you, or even words spoken to you all in jest send you easily into tears. What you were not expecting was for them to be met with something other than the typical annoyed shushing you are used to receiving when you begin to cry.

Soon, Gwayne is kneeling before you, and pulling your wet smallclothes down. His lips pepper light kisses along your soft inner thighs, teasing you once more. "So wet...all for me, little princess?" he asks before nudging his nose against your bud, making you jolt with pleasure. He inhales your sweet scent. 'The scent of a wet virgin', he thinks crudely to himself.

You keep yourself propped up with your arms, and you look down at him between your thighs. Both of your legs have been thrown over his shoulders, and the instinct to wiggle your core closer to him grows. With a knowing gaze, Gwayne looks up at you with a smirk, before his tongue darts out and he dives in.

He eats you like a starved man.

His tongue licks stripes along your core, lapping up your arousal hungrily. His mouth works expertly, and all you can do is sit there helplessly and moan. Your little squeals and high-pitched whines sound adorable to him, and he laughs against your cunt. The vibrations, of course, make you jump again.

"My my, little niece, aren't you quite the sensitive one? Is your cunny as sensitive as your heart, hm?" he teases, as he continues to lick and suckle you. You cannot respond, too incapacitated by the pleasure his mouth brings you. It is nothing like you've ever felt before. Even your pillow or your hands don't feel as good as this.

"U-Uncle, uncle Gwayne, it feels s'good," you practically babble out as the lewd sounds of him slurping against you echoes around the sept. Your hand comes down to grip at his auburn hair, tugging him closer to your cunt. You care not anymore if this depravity is sullying a holy place, or if the gods watch with disapproval. There's always time to repent, after all.

The little pain you yanking his hair brings him makes him groan against your puffy folds, adding only to the stimulation you feel. "Yeah? Feels good? Oh, baby, you have no idea..." he murmurs, leaving you a little confused at his choice of words.

But you soon find out what exactly he means.

His mouth moves to focus only on your sensitive bud, sucking on it gently while he introduces two fingers to your wet folds. His fingers dance along your slit, dragging up and down in a slow, almost torturous manner.

You cry and squirm against him, greedily pushing his face right against your cunt. He heeds your signal, and finally pushes his fingers inside your velvety walls.

The stretch and feeling of something penetrating you are new and utterly foreign, but with the added stimulation his mouth still gives, the uncomfortableness of it all soon washes away to make room for pleasure. He begins pumping his fingers in and out of you slowly, careful to not hurt you as he works you open.

Once he is sure you are ready, only then does he move his fingers faster. Your thighs squeeze around his head with the intensity of it all, and he has to wrench them back apart. "I can't move if you're trying to block me, sweetling," he chuckles, earning a sheepish "sorry" from you.

As he continues his ministrations, his fingers finally brush against and find that spongy sweet spot hidden up you. He begins to nudge against it with his fingertips, making you gush your arousal all over his face. You've never felt such an intense and yet wonderful feeling in your life, and soon you find it all beginning to build up and crescendo.

His free hand massages and strokes your hips gently, and rubs circles over your belly a little, just to soothe you. He can feel your walls tightening up, and how your thighs tremble and shake around his head. "You can do it, baby, you can do it. Go on, sweet niece," he coos, finally sending you over the edge.

With a loud cry, you tremble and feel such intense pleasure crashing over you like the waves during a tumultuous seastorm. You chant his name, worshipping him as if he were a god.

Once your peak washes over you, you slump against the base of the statue of the Mother. Gwayne promptly stands, his mouth and chin dripping with your juices. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. Perhaps I should have you every night instead of wine." he smiles, before thumbing stray tears that rest on your flushed cheeks away.

He wipes his mouth with his forearm, before kissing you once more. You can taste yourself on your tongue. "I have to go now, sweet one. Pray to the gods for me, will you? And when I come back, we can pray together again. Wouldn't you like that?" he grins, cupping your face in his hands.

A knowing smile forms on your kiss-swollen lips as you understand the insinuations of his words. As he rides off to fight your brother's war, you will remain praying in the sept, longing for the day he will return and come to pray with you again.

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ooc: HWELP IM RUNNING OUT OF FAN FICTIONS TO READ HOW?!?!?!?!? IVE ONLY BEEN ON AO3 AND WATTPAD FOR A YEAR- (im sane guys, i promise)

[anissapierce]

I like how in the live action the keikos familys ramen shop played a bigger role than in the manga (... Or .. anime? Id need to rewatch but im pretty sure) it kinda helps add a bit of texture to both keiko and yusuke.

Also the line abt wrestling lessons is fun bc its a reminder tht like her and yusuke were childhood friends n he was probably roughhousing already so he gave her lessons. In the manga (and anime?)

We see keiko being more proficient at fighting off the horde than botan (and keiko even makes a joke abt tht.) And yusuke i rlly believe wasnt worried abt her bc he knew a. Hed win b. That keiko could hold her own. So that was a nice way to show that in a truncated way.

Rest under readmore bc i got chatty

Theres no sexual harassment in the live action (n tbh was very little in the manga not defending it just saying.... The first fifty chapters had him flip her skirt up once and grope her in kuwabaras body) which is great.

And yeah unfortunately even though this is closer to the manga in certain parts, they make yusuke more sympathetic by having him help save a guy in the beginning. The manga has like two chapters focused on the sane character and yusuke helping him and talking about how hes helped him in the past. But obviously the tv show didn't have that. So i dont think its too far a departure of his character. A lot of us knowing yusuke as a character in the beginning of the manga came from being a ghost. Its His idea to help the people and its not about his spirit egg or anything he just wants to help.

When he hears a girl ghosts alive supposed boyfriend was talking shit and was actually a terrible guy. He takes her out on a bunch of fun outings bc he feels thats what she deserved bc that dude was a dick.

He does sth similar w an even younger girl ghost like he promises to be her playmate so shed stop trying to make this living little boy into her forever playmate. Like hes sweet n goofy in the manga, so im not mad that hes saving someone he didnt in the beginning of the show.

I think they did a good job truncating everything and yeah its not as emotional as a manga or anime would b bc of the time constraints. Like i dont understand this fan criticism of 'why wasnt there more' so like....ur refusing to admit its good ...but you want more? It only feels rushed bc you want it be like sailor moon crystal live action instead of viewing it as pretty guardian sailor moon.

[kirishwima]

Hi! I’m super duper sorry if your prompts are closed, I tried looking so I could double check but I didn’t find anything, so please disregard this if they’re closed (and I’m sorry again!). But if not can you write something about the rfa + v and saeran falling asleep on top of mc if that’s okay?

We will simply ~not~ talk about how long this has been sitting in my inbox-I haven't written anything in a long while, so I'm sorry if this is a little rusty!

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YOOSUNG:

He’d been gaming all night, yet again, his eyes glued to the screen until the morning light seeped in through his bedroom window. He had barely even noticed it though, only pausing when he heard MC’s alarm go off, shaking him out of his daze.

He’d turned to look at them at that, hiding a giggle behind his hands as MC grumbled, their eyes still tightly shut as they fumbled around the bedside table to turn off the alarm, snuggling back into the covers.

Yoosung sighed, shutting his computer off as he gingerly tucked himself into bed besides MC. Except..it wasn’t enough. Seeing MC, still asleep, brows still furrowed from the previous disturbance, he just needed to be closer to them.

He shuffled closer, closer, closer-ever so slowly, careful not to rouse them, until he’d been practically laying atop of them. How they didn’t wake up when he’d put his whole weight on them is a miracle, and yet here he was, his head resting atop their breast, his arms tight around their waist, legs interlocked with MC’s, like a koala tightly wound around a tree.

He promised himself it was only for a minute or two, just to get some cuddles in before he’d have to wake MC up so they wouldn’t be late to class…but he had been up all night, and MC *was* oh so comfortable….

MC woke up bleary-eyed, an odd weight on their chest, blonde tufts of hair tickling their nose-they didn’t need to check to know Yoosung had been cuddled up with them, the cutie. 

They sighed, gently removing one hand from where it’d been stuck beneath Yoosung to grab ahold of their phone, check if they have some more time to snooze before heading to class…..

"YOOSUNG GET UP! GET UP!"

Poor boy woke up being tugged off of MC, who hurriedly threw the closet doors open, grabbing any garment of clothing they could find, shoving it over their pyjamas as they rushed to the bathroom

"YOOSUNG YOU MUST’VE HEARD MY ALARM CLOCK WHY DIDN’T YOU WAKE ME-IM AN HOUR LATE SHIT-" Their voice echoed from where they’d rushed to the bathroom, the sound of the tap water running muffling their voice.

Yoosung sighed, smooshing his cheek onto the pillow.

"But baabe…you looked too cute to wake up."

MC peeked out the bathroom, cheeks flushed, a toothbrush stuck in their mouth as they glared loving daggers at him.

"Yoosung Kim, you cute freaking monster, you’ll be the death of me."

Yoosung huffed a laugh.

"Love you too baby!"

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ZEN:

It’d been another long day of work and rehearsals, meeting upon meeting and a couple photoshoots thrown inbetween it all. 

The only thing keeping Zen sane had been…well, MC. Your lover being your manager did have its perks, after all.

He’d just shut the door of his personal trailer room, smiling big and bright at fans and reporters that had been queueing up outside to get a glimpse of him-until he shut the door, letting out a sigh that made his shoulders hunch.

MC was already sitting on the couch, the day’s itinerary in their hands as they read through and planned accordingly, when Zen approached them, huffing loud and audible as he stared down at them. 

"May I help you~?" MC teased, putting their planner to the side as they spread their arms, knowing full well what Zen’s next move will be.

He slumped himself down into their embrace, letting his weight drop onto the couch besides them, plopping his head into their lap with a pout.

"I’m so tired! Please tell me we’re done for the day-please! I just want to go back home with you, drink a nice cold beer and watch some dumb rom-com and cuddle."

MC sighed, running their hands through his hair, relilshing in the way he craned his neck to the touch, like a cat lazing about in the sun.

"I’d love nothing else baby. But…we still have another meeting with that advertising company I’d talked to you about, and you have that late night show to attend in the evening. It’s a live show so you’ll have to be there a couple hours earlier for a quick rehearsal too."

Zen groaned, hiding his face into MC’s abdomen as his arms wrapped around their middle.

MC shook their head. "Although…I could work somethings out and get you.." they checked their watch, their mind doing some quick math, "a 2 hour break, starting now. How does that sound?"

Zen took a peek at them, his pout so dramatic and comical MC wanted nothing more than to lean down and kiss it off of his lips.

"Will you stay here and cuddle with me?"

"Sure, just let me get some phone calls out the way-" MC laughed as they tried to stand up, only to be pulled back by Zen’s incredible force.

"No! No. Just…stay with me. Let me rest here, just for another 5 minutes."

"Zen…"

"Please?" and well, when he looked at them like this, big doe eyes and his thumb rubbing soothing circles into their hip…who was MC to say no?

"5 minutes baby. Then I got to get up and get back to work."

Suffice to say, it hadn’t been 5 minutes. Within seconds Zen was already asleep, MC’s thighs serving as the comfiest pillow he could ask for, his arms still wrapped around them even in his sleep, refusing to budge even an inch.

MC sighed. Guess they could cancel that late night show after all. 

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JAEHEE:

It was late into the night by the time Jaehee managed to get home, doing her best to quietly take off her shoes and coat as she stumbled further into her and MC’s shared apartment. 

She’d completely forgotten she’d promised Zen she’d meet him for drinks after work, and as much as she tried to convince MC to join them, MC shook their head, saying they were too tired, that the she and Zen should catch up and that they’d just head home from the cafe and get some rest.

She really didn’t mean to stay out so late, to drink so much-she knows MC would never mind, but still..she wanted to come home to them, cuddle with them on the couch, fall asleep besides them. As much as she’d enjoyed her outing…it didn’t feel the same without MC there with them. 

She hadn’t realised how much she’d drank, until she stumbled into the bedroom, her pyjamas haphazardly thrown on, her vision blurry as she fumbled with the bed covers, dropping herself into bed-not hearing the soft ‘oof’ that sounded as she fell into what she’d assumed was the mattress.

The next morning she woke with a groan, her head spinning, her temples throbbing in the familiar tell tale signs of a hangover.

She patted the bed, assuming she’d feel the warm body of MC besides her…except she didn’t.

Had she overslept? Was MC already up and about? They’d usually wake her though, it’s not like them to wake up without gently waking Jaehee too…

"Morning baby"

That…that’s MC’s voice. Why is it so close to her ears?? There’s shivers up her spine, her cheeks flush as her eyes snap wide open and her hands push down on the mattress to push herself up-

Except there is no mattress. Instead she’s currently pushing herself off of MC, who’a awkwardly trying not to wince as Jaehee jabbed them in the ribs in her rush to get up.

"I-what-did I sleep on you?!"

MC huffs a laugh, stretching their muscles out as they sit up-the first time since last night that they’ve been able to freely move. "That you did."

Jaehee’s about to die of embarrassment, already hiding her face in her hands, an apology halfway through her lips, when MC grabs a hold of their hands, tugging them away from her face.

"You kept mumbling my name and cuddling me-it was so cute I thought I’d transcended to heaven!"

Jaehee shot out of bed, grabbing her glasses as she awkwardly tried to find her composure.

"That…let’s…let’s not speak of this again."

"Does that mean no cuddles tonight?!" MC peered up at Jaehee, wobbling their lip. "I liked you cuddling up to me so boldly! I’d…like if you did that more often. Preferably sober."

And well, who’s Jaehee to refuse such a request?

"…I’ll think about it."

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JUMIN:

See, you’d think Jumin wouldn’t be the type to ask for affection so boldly, that he would never be the one to initiate a cuddle session-

And you’d be 100% wrong. This man is touch STARVED, he’s a man who has tasted water for the first time in decades and can’t get enough, will drink a whole ocean dry in his quest to quench his thirst.

He has no qualms about PDA, will hold MC close to him at any given circumstance, will guide them through a busy room with his hand resting on the small of their back, will wrap his hands across their waist and tug them close to him when he craves their hugs, be it at home or in the middle of a fancy gala, my dude Does Not Care. He’ll get the affection he seeks, when he seeks it, always.

So it’s no surprise for MC when Jumin comes home from work exhausted, slumping himself over MC where they’d been lounging on the couch, Elizabeth the 3d by their feet as they scrolled through their phone.

Jumin just sighed, smiling softly at the sight of them laid down on the couch, and simply…flopped down beside them.

He tried not to squish them with his weight-but he needs to be as physically close as possible, slots himself inbetween MC’s legs, hides his face in the crook of their neck, sighs in content as they wrap their arms across his back and gently rake their nails up and down his forearms.

"Long day?" they ask, kissing his temple.

He simply lets out a long sigh, nodding into their skin. In some ways, he’s more like a cat than Elizabeth is, MC thinks, biting down a giggle.

"I missed you" he breaths, tracing his lips onto the cusp of their collarbone.

"I missed you too. I’m glad you’re home."

And that’s it when it comes to their conversation. They could ask each other about their day, but they’re both content in the silence, enjoying the warmth of skin touching skin, MC finding peace in the way Jumin’s breaths deepen and even out, their touch lulling him to sleep. Knowing they have this effect on him-that he’s this comfortable with them, this vulnerable-it’s an odd sense of power and fear, the need to protect him overwhelming, to keep him tight and safe in their arms.

MC doesn’t care that their arms are getting sore within an hour of Jumin laying on top of them-hell, their whole body could wither away. So long as this man is resting so peacefully atop of them, they will not move an INCH.

You know how it’s illegal to move when a cat falls asleep on your lap? Yeah. The same applies to Jumin Han.

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SEVEN/LUCIEL/SAEYOUNG:

Here is yet another touch starved loverboy, except…he’s actually a little reluctant to seek out affection, at least in the begining of his and MC’s relationship (and when I say begining…I do mean the first 6 months minimum lol)

He loves it when MC hugs him! He’ll hug them back twice as tight. If they kiss him, he’ll laugh and pepper their face with smooches, if they cuddle him he will NOT let go not even if his hands shake.

He craves MC constantly, the moment he’s not touching them he’s already missing them.

So once he gets more used to physical affection…once he feels just as comfortable hugging MC first, cuddling them first…it’s game over.

MC is laying on the couch? He’ll simply waltz on over and throw himself atop of them. MC’s taking a nap? He’ll simply flop into the bed, wrapping himself across them like a vine leaf over rice in the oven. MC’s doing something mundane like brushing their teeth in the morning? Seven’s there, his arms wrapped around them, his head on their shoulder as he yawns loud and grumpy.

Waking up to him atop of them, his head on their chest, his legs intertwined with them is nothing unusual. It’s everyday routine by now. He’ll either drag MC close, letting them rest on him, or vice versa. So long as he gets his daily Cuddle Recommended Intake, he doesn’t mind. 

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V/JIHYUN:

GIVE V CUDDLES. GIVE V CUDDLES!!!!!!!!!!

My boy loves physical affection SO much, it’s his love language! When he loves someone he NEEDS to feel close to them, needs to have his skin touching theirs. 

He’s a little hesitant at first-doesn’t want to intrude MC’s boundaries, doesn’t want them to feel uncomfortable-but once they say they’re okay with it he is ON them 24/7.

He loves kissing them, loves hugging them from behind as they make coffee, loves to breathe in their scent as he lets his forehead touch theirs. 

One night, when MC had already got into bed, reading a book they rested across their lap, he walked into the bedroom, a shy smile emerging on his lips at the sight of them-of his beloved, resting comfortably, safe, knowing he’ll get to hold them close to him. 

He quickly shuffled into bed beside them, a dreamy gaze in his eyes as he looked at them, so engrossed in their book…a little too engrossed in it. Did they not notice him getting into bed beside them? Did they not want to cuddle with him? 

He extended his arm, letting it rest on their belly. MC smiled but said nothing, simply moved a little so they could keep reading their book.

V pouted at that. He shuffled closer, resting his head on their lap, atop the book, a petulant huff escaping his lips. MC laughed, tugging the book from under his head, leaning down to run a hand through his hair.

"You big goof. What is it?"

"Nothing" he huffed. "Just…wanted to be close to you, is all" he said, nudging himself even closer for emphasis.

"Close? You’re practically on me" MC laughed. 

"Still not close enough" V sighed. "Just..need to feel you here beside me. Knowing you’re here with me…it keeps me grounded." He turned to look at them, his eyes so soft, so full of-of love. "I love you."

And what can you say to that? When he says it so sweetly, so quietly, a private confession just for them… 

"I love you too."

He remains like that, his head on their belly as MC shuffles, rests their hands on his shoulders so they can keep reading their book with V stuck this close to them, smiling down at him as he falls asleep in their arms.

"You are so insufferably adorable" they huff as they put their book down, gathering V up in their arms.

Did they have the most comfortable night’s sleep? No, they did not. Was it worth it? 100%, yes.

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SAERAN/RAY/UNKNOWN:

Sae…is a little hesitant when it comes to physical affection.

He loves it when MC hugs him! But when it comes to him initiating it..he’s a little scared still, needs some reassurance from MC that it’s okay, that they love him and like it when he hugs them, when he kissed them. He never wants to put MC in a position where they’re uncomfortable, never wants to do something they’re not 100% okay with.

So when he comes home one night after a long day of working at C&R, his fingers sore from how much he had to type away at his computer all day…he’s exhausted. All he wants is to come home to MC, knowing he’ll feel revitalised just by seeing them.

He doesn’t expect to find them in the balcony, laying down on the outdoor couch-a small thing, barely fit for two people, yet something they both wanted to have in their shared apartment, a place to relax, surrounded by all the plants and flowers Saeran has been taking care of, the sight of them almost drowning out the hustle and bustle of the city below-a private oasis just for the two of them.

They’re curled up on the couch, a cup of iced tea on the small table besides them, their eyes closed at they seem to be nodding off. Their eyes snap open at the sight of Saeran, a small fond smile creeping up on their lips.

"You’re home!" they greet him, leaning their head up as he bends down to kiss them. "Long day?"

He hums. "Yes. Very. Seeing you is melting all the fatigue away though."

"You big sap" MC laughs. They open up their arms, inviting him in, still laid down on the couch. "Come here. Rest up for a bit with me."

He’s a little awkward at first, bending down expecting MC will move to make space for him to sit-they don’t. Instead they tug him atop of them, their knees bent funny, Saeran’s legs protruding from the edge of the couch, his elbow finding MC’s stomach before he adjusts accordingly, fitting himself into every crevice until he’s laying on them, his face hidden on their breastbone.

"Just…stay like this for a bit. With me. Like having you this close to me" MC admits, running their fingers up and down his back as he sighs, takes in their scent, feels their breath on his head. 

"I like it too. Being close to you-I never want to part. Never again."

MC kisses the crown of his head, lets their face rest there for a moment. "We won’t. We’ll be by each other, always. I promise you." they hug him tight, tighter, as if trying to fuse their bodies into one. "Now get some rest. Just for a bit."

Of course…’just for a bit’ turns into nightfall, the sun setting and the moon greeting them as the two hurriedly get up and off of the couch, the cold night seeping into their bones. Still, it’s okay. When they go back inside, when they lay in bed interlocked in a tight embrace-all the cold melts away. Only warmth remains.

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Hey there! I've been stalking your account for awhile and i love your writing! I want to ask specifically for an extra angst Albert fic, up to you whether the ending will be good or bad. Thank you and have a nice day✨

Hello!oh im happy you finally reached out! ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

Oh im a pro at writing angst!but im not fan of sad endings sooo~~

Thanks for ur kind words!I hope i hear more from you!this is super long,so dont forget to tell me how you liked it!!sorry it took a long time,i had to write it carefully!

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Dig a hole in my heart,make it bleed

Warning : contains spoilers for the manga. heavy angst (for some people it may be heavy),happy ending,no worries

The sound of scratches echoed through the empty hallways.

One line

The knife had long gone blunt, barely cutting through the old paint of the wall.

Two lines

His hands hurt.

Three lines

His hands hurt from holding the knife for so so long.

Four lines

He doesnt know how long he'd been staring at the wall,but all he sees are lines lines and lines, decorating the damp walls.

The last line cuts through the rest of them.

Five lines in total

Five more days

Three years have gone by

Albert has been cutting lines all along

The lines kept cutting through the walls,but the feeling of his heart bleeding out was stronger.

Every single cut was a reminder,a cruel,cold reminder of how many days have passed since he last saw his brother,since the last day he held his brother in his arms,felt his warmth,felt his beating heart.

A reminder that William James Moriarty was no longer alive.

Albert was a calm man in the worst situations. Everyone relied on him in chaos,when everything was awful. He was glad, to be honest, that he could provide his friends and family with such thing.

Albert was calm when he understood his brother's plans since he was young. He was calm through every single thing that happened to him.

Albert was calm when he set his mansion on fire. Albert was calm when the police came after him. He sat calmly at every single investigation. He offered them his own wrists,and smiled when Mycroft asked him to rethink everything.

Albert was calm,but his heart was on fire,his whole soul burning down and crumbling to the ground along with his childhood memories. along with his family and friends falling apart.

Albert was calm when they told him William is dead.

Albert broke down when he finally sat in the empty tower alone.

The feeling of loneliness clawed at his heart, ripping open his chest as choked gasps tore their way out of his throat,as the reality finally crashed down on him.

William was dead.

His brother was dead.

Albert was once again,all alone.

He didn't bother to get up from where he was kneeling on the ground, knowing fully well that his legs will give out with the smallest try. So he kneeled on the cold floor,the stone so uneven and rough that kept cutting through his pants. But Albert didn't even flinch, welcoming the pain with open arms, knowing it will be the only thing that'll keep him company for the rest of his life. The pain was a cruel reminder that he was alive,and William wasnt.

Bearing some pain was the smallest price he could pay after all.

He mourned and mourned until his body could no longer bear it. He fell asleep on the cold floor that night.

And the nights after.

The only thing that calmed his mind,was the thought of you being safe. That was the only thing that kept him sane.

Before he left,left to burn everything down with the promise of never seeing his family like that again,he made sure that everyone would take care of you. Not that you needed protection,no. But it was just something to ease his mind in the abyss that awaits him. Albert would burn the world just to protect you,and he would gladly walk through hell all alone to hear your carefree laughter once more... (He tries,hard to not think of your tear stained face as he was taken away... because that would be what ends him for real.)

Three years pass by,and Albert is all alone.

Loneliness is no longer a bother to him, its something he cherishes after all thats happened. He no longer cries himself to sleep on the floor,uses the wooden bed thats in the corner of the room. His chocolate brown hair is longer than usual,it would've been even longer if he hadn't cut them with the dining knife he received one time with his food. Albert is calm once more,and his heart doesnt feel so heavy anymore.

His emerald green eyes though?have long lost their usual light,so dull that they appear to be dark green, almost black than the bright color they used to have.

Its the anniversary of the day everything happened. Albert has been awake since the wee hours of the dawn, staring outside the window for so long and watching the sunrise with a faint smile that didnt reach his eyes,and sat there until his eyes began to hurt and he felt exhaustion fill his tired body. He slumped further into the chair, leaning his face against the cold window and closed his eyes in hope to pass the day without having to open them again.

So when the door to his room creaks open,he makes no move to acknowledge it. Maybe they had bring him food,or a change of clothes. He didnt know,nor he did care.

"Nee-San?"

Ah...he thought he's well passed hallucinating William's voice,calling out to him. But fuck,he was tired and the voices were back...

"nee-san,can you hear me?

Albert smiles;his voice was too real,too fresh...his heart starts beating agaisnt his ribcage so hard that it hurts. But he know better than to hope,than to open his eyes to a reality where nothing was anything but a cruel nightmare. So he closes his eyes,and listens to the soft sound of birds chirping. That was until a gentle hand lands on his shoulder.

Albert jolts from his sit,his legs shaking and and his hands moving to do something, anything to get the ghosts of his past away from him,until his eyes land on you.

"Albert,honey,can you hear me?"

He reaches his hand out, putting a shaky palm agaisnt your wet cheek, feeling himself shaking harder as your warmth seeps into his skin.

"Albert,darling,say something."

He shakes his head and when his eyes fill with tears,he realizes someone else is in the room as well. His vision is blurry,but he knows who it is. He can recognize him even if he was blind,deaf and mute.

He could recognize his brother miles away.

"William?"

His voice cracks, and he finds himself kneeling on the floor like the first night there. He lets out a choked sob,and as you pull him in your arms, Albert rests his forehead on your shoulder and cries for first time in three years.

"shhh," you say, rubbing his back, "its gonna be alright again...we got you sweetheart,your suffering is over.."

Albert hiccups,and looks up at his brother. William tries for a small smile,his single eyes shining with unshed tears. Albert breaths in your scent,his heart aching as he figures how much he'd missed it.

He takes a deep breath and buries his face in your neck. He feels you drop a single kiss to his messy hair,and for the first time in three years,he feels himself relaxing,being able to breath.

"its gonna be alright."

And he believes it. He believes you.

Three years of suffering has ended, he's in your arms again,and has his brother back.

Reality doesnt seem so cruel anymore. Albert looks up at from where he's sitting at the sky outside the window and smiles;the sun burns brighter than any other day. He knows his future will be the same.

Albert nods,once,and turns to smile at both of you.

"yeah,its gonna be ok."

And he believes it.

He believes in you.

[midnightmusings-et-moi]

The Marauders in the delivery room with Lilly (head cannon)

A/n: credits of the fan art go to the incredibly talented artist!

Warnings: Lilly swearing, apart from that nothing really- just fluffy fluff!

James had forced Remus and Sirius into the delivery room as well because he knew for a fact that he would freak out

James would be hyperventilating more than Lilly because “IM NOT READY TO BE A FATHER”

For the first five seconds he’s screaming along with Lilly but more in terror rather than in pain

Sirius would be freaking out too “MERLIN ITS COVERED IN BLOOD OH MERLIN”

“WILL YOU TWO IDIOTS SHUT UP THERE IS A CHILD COMING OUT OF MY VAGINA” Lilly would shriek and definitely resolved to strangle James and Sirius after giving birth.

“PADFOOT, MOONEY I THINK IM GONNA BE SICK”

Remus is the only sane and calm one in the room

Remus smacks James across the face to get him to stop losing his shit and go comfort Lilly

“Your wife is giving birth to your child for Godrick’s sake why are YOU shrieking like you’re pushing a child out?”

James snaps out of it and rushes to hold Lilly’s hand and tell her she’s doing amazing

Lilly is holding James’ hand on one side and Sirius’ on the other while Remus is calms Lilly down : “You’re almost there”

Her nails are digging into James’ and Sirius’ hands- “ouch that really hurts lils” Sirius would murmur after he calmed down a bit.

“SIRIUS SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT IT NOW BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT OF THAT BLOODY FUCKING WINDOW”

They had never seen Lilly this scary before

There was a slight complication because Lilly wasn’t dilated enough.

That’s when everything got extremely serious and the boys had to compose themselves for the sake of Harry and Lilly.

“Don’t worry, love, I promise you everything will be okay and we’ll have Harry soon” James would say as he kisses her forehead and pushes her hair back.

Remus and Sirius would squeeze her shoulder reassuringly and not say a word because deep down they were scared too.

James had to hold himself together for Lilly’s sake but he was terrified that the complications would injure her and Harry.

The healers gave Lilly a potion to solve the problem and thankfully it did.

Lilly, James, Remus and Sirius were extremely relieved and the boys cheered Lilly on through the last stretch.

Alas, Harry was brought into the world, safe and healthy.

Sirius and Remus had left the room for a bit so that James and Lilly could have a moment with their first born son.

The parents were in awe at how tiny he was and they instantly fell in love with him.

They shed a few tears of relief and joy before the exhausted mother fell asleep with Harry laying on her chest.

James held his son in his arms, scared to hurt the delicate creature. A hint of a smile ghosted Harry’s lips and in that moment James knew that he truly had everything in the world.

“Hey, there Harry.” He whispered , “It looks like you inherited my messy hair. You’re gonna kick ass at quidditch, little guy”

Remus and Sirius too fell in love with Harry.

Sirius and Remus would argue over who got to hold him.

“Mooney you got to hold him for way longer that’s not fair!”

“No I did not! You got to rock him to sleep !”

“It’s not my fault he likes his uncle Sirius more”

“How dare you. He was playing with my fingers earlier in case you forgot”

“Hey! Gimme Harry before Lilly wakes up and hogs him.” James would reach his arms out to Sirius who shielded the baby and hissed at James.

Harry had the boys wrapped around his fingers from the moment they met him- they would observe every little action of his and chuckle in wonder and awe.

“Where’s Harry?” They heard a sleepy voice from the hospital bed. Lilly was awake.

Remus carefully handed him to Lilly who’s eyes were filled with love and adoration. “My little human. Mummy loves you so much, darling” Lilly whispered, lightly stroking Harry’s hair.

The sight of Lilly’s motherly affection had the boys melting.

The nurse came in the room to tell Lilly that Harry was hungry and that it was time to feed him.

“Okay out everyone” James said pushing Sirius and Remus out of the door.

They protested “whyyy no just a few minutes longer” they couldn’t stand to be parted from Harry

“Lilly needs to feed Harry and I’d rather you not see my wife half naked”

“We saw her push a child out of her, but okay” Sirius huffed rolling his eyes

“Yes but the hospital gown covered what needed to be covered so you only got to see the bloody mess” James laughed.

Remus poked his head over Prongs’ shoulder to speak to Lilly “Lills, when you’re done, can I rock Harry to sleep please?”

He sounded so sweet and precious like a child wanting to play with his new toy. It made her heart melt. “Yes Remus. Of course you can.”

The boys loved little Harry so much. He was definitely the light of their lives.

[transsexualhamlet]

001 for bsd 002 for dead apple trio 003 for shibusawa <33

Hihihi!! :3 :3 Ask game

001: BSD

Favorite character: It would be very difficult to come up with a favorite character of all time for bsd theres just SO many blorbos to choose from but um. Fyodor is my top blorbo

Least Favorite character: This is a no brainer but I just cannot stand fukuchi I know there's a lot of points about legitimate political themes but also I'm sorry I cannot take an old man who makes fart jokes seriously about anything

5 favorite ships: Fyogol Fyozai Atsuluaku (I think lucy could fix shin soukoku) dead apple trio and the whole DOA polycule ehehe gay people

Character I find most attractive: chuuya HANDS DOWN. No argument I will not be taking constructive criticism I am on my knees for this man

Character I would marry: ALSO CHUUYA but if i had to choose someone different, Lucy. I love them both so fucking much and I think they are actually good loveable fun and interesting people

Character I would be best friends with: Akutagawa or Fyodor. My type of best friend is wet cat i picked up out of the gutter I would fix them up good I promise

A random thought: God the tik tok fandom of bsd is absolutely rancid and it's really just a wasteland of people fighting each other tooth and nail for chuuya nakahara custody since literally everyone is convinced they're the only one who understands him and then proceeds to give the worst takes ever on him

Unpopular opinion: Mori is in general a good person and he really and truly wants the best for the city and for the world and the world he lives in has forced him to make very bad decisions, he has decided to be the bad guy for the world to function and near anyone else in his position would fucking crumble. He is fair and kind and allows the least amount of suffering possible though he knows that he does not deserve forgiveness for the things he has had to do. Without him the world would go to shit so fast.

Canon otp: I mean, there's not any canon ships in bsd really, but in terms of Most canon I would probably consider fukumori or shin soukoku? I love soukoku too but you know im Picky about it

Non-canon otp: ah yes the these characters have had One (1) interaction but they're fucking. Fyoya and Nikozai and also Sigzai i fucking love them

Most badass character: IM SORRY BRO ITS STILL HANDS DOWN CHUUYA HES TAKING ALL THE AWARDS TONIGHT CHUUYA CAN USE ME AS A FUCKING DOORMAT

Most Epic villain: Nikolai ofc he's 100 percent the most unhinged motherfucker in the cast and I am bonded to him on a molecular level Help

Pairing I am not a fan of: I feel like I've been over this a lot and at this point I just don't wanna make anybody sad bc I know people who ship just about everything sane and normal so you know you do you as long as it's not fucking gross yknow

Character I feel the writers screwed up: Teruko could have been an absolute girlboss if they didn't give her the. I don't know the. The Fukuchi Thing why did they do that seriously what why

Favorite friendship: Yes yes Dazai and Oda very much so Dazai and Oda but hAVE YOU CONSIDERED Chuuya and the flags. I'm all holding them so tightly you don't even fucking understand. They're so important

Character I most identify with: :|. Nikolai and Dazai. I should not be allowed in public spaces

Character I wish I could be: YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO IM GONNA SAYITS FUCKING CHUUYA. There's not many people in bsd whose situations/mental states I really envy tbh. Dazai is crusty and sad and I don't want to ever see the state of his apartment. Fyodor is even sicker than me. Akutagawa's on the brink of death at all times. Being Ranpo would kill me because I would not be able to keep up the illusion of having an ability and I wouldn't be able to handle the thought that I didn't have one and everyone else did. All my kins are so sad and sick and in awful situations except CHUUYA who is being BADASS and MAKING BANK and GETTING BITCHES. Yes, he has obviously had so much tragedy in his life and he has very much suffered but the fact remains that he has gone through it and come out even stronger than before. He's such a guy I want to be him so bad

002: Dead Apple Trio :))

When I started shipping them: Literally the second I met these guys I was like Oh They're Fucking. All thru the first time I watched dead apple it just. More and more. These fuckers gay as shit

My thoughts: I looove them so much and they are so fucking terrible they're awful people and they love terrorism and genocide and being queercoded villains. They're in their big gothic spire doing gay crimes. Everything they do is labeled under 'consensual but not safe or sane'

What makes me happy about them: I love thinking of them all as some flavor of transfem nonbinary and they are so queer and gnc girlbosses that did nothing wrong they're so important to me shibusawa designed their wedding dresses and dead apple is the honeymoon

What makes me sad about them: I mean, I usually just call them girlbosses and call it a day but the thing is, the one thing that really brings them together is their fucking mental illness. Without unmedicated depression, unconventional takes on religion, and several personality disorders each, those three would never even talk to each other. The reason they care so much for each other is because they're the only ones who truly understand each other, they can see through each other's lies and straight to their rotted empty fucking ribcages. They only come together when they're at their absolute worst. They probably met at a sleazy gay bar and if it weren't for all their own grand schemes, at the slightest negative emotion they would just meet up there again and lace all their drinks with cyanide

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: I mean. There's like 20 fanfics in the dead apple trio tag total, and 90 percent of them annoy the shit out of me, but yknow. I don't like it when they treat Dazai like some sort of victim in this situation, like, no he is 100 percent into this. This is normal for him and he signed up to get stabbed. Also people who think Shibusawa tops anyone are dumb as shit look at those acrylic nails sh;drgsfdoig

Things I look for in fanfic: IF IT'S NOT PRETENTIOUS AS SHIT, I'M NOT INTERESTED HSDIFHDS but seriously I think the important thing to realize is that this trio is that they're each other's bad habit. Most of the time they're totally clean of each other but every once and a while they will just fall into that hole again and come together to dig it deeper and deeper. They're awful for each other and nothing can save them. As much as the porn is good I wish there were more fics that had actual plots for them

My wishlist: I mean. Shibusawa is kind of dead for realsies now so it's not like they'll meet again anyway and I don't think I need them to be any more canon than they are, yknow? That's how I feel with most of my ships because like. There's already soo much subtext there for me, but if it was explicit, it would literally just be demonizing queer people and queer relationships and would be taken completely wrong and I think. It's just fine the way it is bc to me it is very clear they're gay sdhighdfs

Who I'd be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I mean,, I don't know if I can really see a hypothetical Happy Ending for any of these guys. Perhaps there might be one for Dazai, if he can keep his shit together from now on, but not for both. I really do like the idea of both Fyodor and Dazai living and having to attempt to fix each other together, I really do, although I don't think Nikolai would survive in that situation :(, but that's not something that would happen in canon lol. Fyozai will either die together with Nikolai or it'll be Dazai alone. In that case, I think Dazai should be with Kunikida. They would actually be good for each other, I really do think that.

My happily ever after for them: There is NO happily ever after for the dead apple trio, as much as it's sad to say, there really and truly isn't. They're not good for each other, they're not a sustainable polycule as much as they love each other. Fyozai could hypothetically move on together and mourn Shibusawa, but there's no way they'd be good with him alive, there just isn't.

003 Shibusawa !!! Ok this is hard he interacts with like 3 people

How I feel about this character: Shibusawa sucks and I love him. He's a pillow princess. He's my wife. He tortures children but he would be a good mom I swear. He wants an e-z bake oven. He is an international terrorist but he is also a crazy cat lady. He walked into yokohama to start the apocalypse dressed like a cottagecore grandma with a million dollars of stolen jewelry in his purse and got called the t slur ten seconds before the fog came. I hate him hes my favorite he uses his science skills to create estrogen laced cupcakes

Any/all people I ship romantically with this character: Obviously Fyodor and Dazai but also Ivan. Shibusawa needed like a body double for some plot and Fyodor was like "I've got this crazy weirdo with long white hair who looks a lot like you, I can rent him out for five dollars an hour" and they hit it off like nobody's business. Now Shibusawa uses him as a crazy gay test subject for his unethical experiments and they kiss and Ivan is madly in love with him

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don't know why people hate Shibusawa so much. On international women's day week too?? Im sorry women can do anything. I'm all for awful evil women, Shibusawa included. Genuinely I don't get how anyone could think Shibusawa is like. A man. One thing you have to understand about me. Is that Shibusawa is my wife

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: I WANT HIM TO WEAR A DRESS. BIG DRESS. POOFY FANCY DRESS. VICTORIAN BALLGOWN. HE DESERVES IT. HE WOULD LOVE IT

Favorite friendship for this character: I think that Shibusawa and Nikolai would be good friends. They gush about Fyodor and Nikolai is Shibusawa's crazy friend who gives him all his awful ideas and Shibusawa encourages everything. Also there's my and my friend's ocs Fran and Kafu who are both. Around Shibusawa ™ but that's a whole nother story. Fran is his younger cousin who helps him exist and Kafu is this absolutely insane fucking creature who's deeply in love with him and is in his walls

Crossover ship: I have never thought about this ever before but after some consideration. Albert Moriarty. I think they would get along well. I really do think they would get absolutely fucking wasted and Shibusawa would get fucking railed after they talked about how much they hated rich people and killing rich people and stealing rich people's money to kill more people and how fucked up the world is and how they wanna die