#im joking please go to therapy

[pewpop]

who the fuck needs therapy when i can just draw myself with my current favourite character as a funky little creature???? I can just do this until im finally normal

[totem-but-shark]

After reading your post on c! Foolish just feeling his powers but not entirely knowing what they were made me think. With his lightning powers, what if his powers were less specifically revival, but more of a defibrillator shocking the heart to life again (mainly joking lol)

I actually hypothesised about totems being "the equivalent of a magical defibrillator" in this post but putting foolishs lightning powers into the mix makes it even more interesting

What if his lighting wasn't a power gained from godhood but a trait from his totem biology? Only turned up to the max considering him being much more powerful as well as larger than the average inanimate totem. Think of the particles when a totem pops, what if that wasn't just excess unknown magic escaping the totem upon cracking but instead SPARKS.

Id like to think there's some level of magic involved but it being connected to electricity grounds it far more in reality and could also explain why totems only work upon death. Totems of undying cannot revive the dead but within a short window of time can bring someone back before their body and mind fully shuts down, just like how you can jumpstart someone's heart. Doing a little more research apparently pulses of energy can be used to stimulate cells to generate new bone tissue and connective tissue encouraging the body's healing process, though this is obviously on a absurdly smaller scale for joint pain and such the concept could still be applied to this fantasy magic lore.

Lighting used to heal, wouldn't that be sick?

[boxwinebaddie]

heeeeello party people!~ super bacteria uncle nina here using my silly tumblr to cope again ( my culture came back and it was...suuuuper fucking bad! like i knew it would be, lol! awesome! <3 thanks, god! )

but we're not thinking about, what were gonna think about is the time that ravenstan got a little Too tipsy topsy turvy on jerseyky boxwine,

( it's the cab sav one, fyi. i can't drink on all these Fucknut Antibiotics - they prescribed me the wrong one and i took it, if you can believe it; i luv doctors - can y'all believe i did this shit Sober? unREAL, brohs! )

and was on tiktok live, the dawn spawns of the world convinced him to do the 'White Boy Of The Month' filter bc he's too impressionable and what can i say;

The Man LOVES White Boys. ;) xxx

( helpsksdj )

so, he started doing it and was like 'nooooo, is /KYLE/ on this one?!?! You're Joking.' ( everyone said 'JK <3' because they all think they're jimmy valmer stand-up sit-down comedians, smh...but no, naught joking, Actually JK bc in my ncau-niverse, cd and the blondies gang are celebrities, so naturally they’re on A Lot of social filters )

so he was GOING to save The No.1 slot...for the no.1 slut ( if you will, ) my ginger gringo king, ceo of dark academic debauchery and bottom feeding ;), new jay's finest - literally - kyley b matthew broflovski; <33 ( buuuut! he's a reformed manhoe; so watchya mowtH! )

buuuuut x2 ( and i'd say it's a big butt, but it's not, it's ravenstan, so it's flatter than the sidewalk; luh you flat stanley ) Gaydhd Won Again and tipsy ravenstan got distracted by all the FINE ASS WHITE MEN and started getting philosophical about it ( that man put a lil too much #thot into those placings; he was born for it, soz )

had about two spots left ( the top and bottom spots; i am laughing ) figured that there was almost 'No Chance!' he would get jersey...

PUT /MATTHEW! GRAY! GUBLER!/ AT ONE ( Immaculate Taste, btw! he also put jacob elordi at number two because he is a fucking genius and that...really tells you Everything you need to know about my stan. like tall, could probably be a runway model, intellectual, kind of a jackass, stays fitted, accent or eccentric manner of speaking...yeah )

-- BUT HE WANTED TO BE CLEAR, HE HAD TO SPECIFY THAT HE WAS SPECIFICALLY REFERRING TO /DR. SPENCER REID/ OF CRIMINAL MINDS. WHEN I TELL YOU HE HAS NO IDEA WHO MGG IS BUT HE HAS SEEN EVERY EPISODE OF CRIMINAL MINDS SEVERAL TIMES. IT’S LIKE...HIS /FAVORITE/ FKN SHOW. AND HE DOES HAVE A FAT CRUSH ON REID. YES, I DOES TRACK; I KNOW. )

and RIGHT when he was rolling for the very last spot ranking on the filter ( that's the BOTTOM, i repeat, THE B/O/T/T/O/M of the tierlist )

...hE GOT KYLE

FUCKING

BROFLOVSKI

and had to place him at /TEN/.

-- riiiiiiight as Kyle /FUCKING/ Broflovski came out of the kitchen in the dorky ass star of david apron that sheila got him for hannukah, with his hair up and everything, holding a fork so stan could taste...

...T-THE PASTA HE JUST MADE HIM FOR DINNER BECAUSE HE'S A SWEET BEAUTIFUL /ANGEL/....and i'm talking The Very First Bite Of EXTREMELY DELICIOUS KYLE Pasta that he put ZUCCHINI IN JUST FOR STAN BECAUSE HE IS ( what? ) AN ANGEL!! FROM hEAVEN!!!!! AND THE WHITE BOY OF THE /YEAR/: TAKE YA JERSEY SLANDER SOMEWHERE ELSE: HE'S MY WHITE BUOY UVF FOREVA!

...proceeded to Blow On It ;-;, s-so stan wouldn't burn his mouth... ( bc rav always gets too excited and burns his mouth; nooo :c </3 ) and asked him why his phone was blowing up w/ people tagging him in thirst traps of 'That Supa Nerdy Guy From That One Crime Show' and asking him if stan tweeted something about him cooking bc people keep telling him that he's 'Cooked'. SHKDLDHLKS HEEELP.

And....

*rawr xd home mid/hschooled ravenstan vc*

Scene. <3

[todayisafridaynight]

Hey so Snap this is going to be so fucking weird, but honestly don’t care. So I was watching a clip of Drag Race Philippines and it was the make over episode and I think they were making over family members and this father was all about getting into drag. So, I just wanted to tell you never forget how much of a lovely loving kind and caring father you have, who loves you and protects you and makes you feel heard. That’s all.

i'd have to die before i forget how great my dad is thank you for the opportunity to brag about him again anon

[jinwoosbabyboo]

"Big Girls Cry Too"

The LADS Men walking in on you having a good cry after bottling everything up and that one bad day at work was the final straw. Look even the baddest bitches cry doesn’t change the fact that mc (all of us) is still the baddest. [Requested by: Anon]

Zayne

Zayne: Are you hurt?

MC: I'm just tired

Zayne: Did you not sleep well last night?

MC: Mentally Zayne im just.....I don't know

Zayne: Talk to me what’s troubling you?

MC: I can’t find the words

Zayne: Well then just say anything I'll piece it together as you go

MC: I just .... I feel so ..... but I can't .. and today was just ..... I don't know

Zayne: You're just overworking yourself to keep your mind off your grandma and Caleb but you want a break however you can't seem to catch one and today was the straw that broke the camels back?

MC: What are you a mind reader?

Zayne: No I'm an MC reader

He would sit with you and hold you in his arms while you were a blubbering mess.

Zayne: I'll stay right here for as long as you need

Rafayel

Rafayel: I told you to stop abandoning me for that place look what its done to you

MC: Not now Raf im tired

Rafayel: I know

MC: So stop making jokes

Rafayel: Do you want to talk about it?

MC: No

Rafayel: Do you want me to leave?

MC: *sniffles* No

Rafayel: Good I wasn’t going to *throws you over his shoulder*

MC: Where are we going?!

Rafayel: For a swim it always makes me feel better

MC: I just want to lay in bed

Rafayel: Trust me a dip in the water with me is like free therapy

MC: ….

Rafayel: You trust me?

MC: I trust you

Rafayel: Good I'll do anything to see those tears stop

MC: You’re too good to me

Rafayel: Next time you need to cry call me … I have two shoulders just for you

Xavier

Xavier: Who upset you?

MC: Everything

Xavier: I can’t fight everything

MC: Why not I’m tired of it all

Xavier: What’s going on?

MC: I just need a good cry from time to time

Xavier: How often is ‘time to time’

MC: …..twice a week

Xavier: Come here

MC: *lays on top of Xavier as he rubs your back*

Xavier: Feeling better?

MC: actually ….. yea …. Is this why you lay on me all the time?

Xavier: You’re like a human battery recharger … my personal charger

MC: Are you sad every time ?

Xavier: Not every time but sometimes

MC: Oh I never noticed

Xavier: That’s because being around you makes me happy

MC: Can I lay here for a while ….. please

Xavier: Will that make you happy?

MC: *sniffles & nods*

Xavier: I’ll be your human body pillow whenever you want

Sylus

Sylus: Are you crying?

MC: *sniffles* no

Sylus: You’re a terrible liar sweetie

MC: I had a tough day at work

Sylus: A tough day at work huh?

MC: ….yea

Sylus: Sweetie it’s okay to cry in front of me I know you’ve been bottling up your emotions

MC: You don’t know anything

Sylus: I know this will help *Starts giving you a scalp massage*

MC: You don’t know if it’s helping …… but don’t stop

Sylus: I didn’t plan to …. come here

Sylus takes a seat on the bed and moves you to straddle his lap. You lay your head on his shoulder while he continues to massage your scalp with one hand and rub your back with the other.

MC: Don’t you have work to do?

Sylus: You are always a top priority princess

[neonacidtrip]

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[muttfangs]

got kicked out of a FFXI linkshell discord server for saying "that was an extremely racist remark, never say that again" and they backpedaled and were like oh uh I was obviously talking about black mage not black people

[10:49 AM]shut the fuck up, incel. the "no blacks in the pool" remark you made is racist and you fucking know it. you wouldn't have said that if black mage was called sorcerer or wizard or whatever

[10:49 AM]gamers continue to be the scum of the earth

[10:49 AM]fuck this im so angry

[10:50 AM]I think I need another social media cleanse or something but like????????? fuck!!!! I'm so angry. MMO's mean a lot to me but the communities in them continuously prove to be so, so fucking shitty

[10:51 AM]I don't know how to enjoy my hobbies without getting pissed off at shit ass racist queerphobic gamers

[10:52 AM]btw yesterday someone was joking about one of the members being a "fag whisperer" and I told them like. its not hard to seduce gay men. gay men are some of the thirstiest ppl ever and if you're even mildly attractive they will flock to you and he was bragging about it so hard

[10:52 AM]so yeah honestly fuck this shit I am very pissed. fuck gamers. fuck incels. fuck people who think this is ok to talk about THIS IS WHY I DONT FUCK w/ CISHET PPL

[10:54 AM]also not for nothing but if you're a ""straight"" cis man bragging about how gay men thirst for you, I already dont need to explain the obvious context of your annoying ego

[10:54 AM]it speaks for itself, go to therapy bitch

[sky-is-the-limit]

Saw you're accepting asks, so I'm sending this instead of going to therapy! A toxic situationship of mine is now love bombing and gaslighting me into getting back together and despite my better judgment, I'm weak and pathetic enough to be seriously considering it. How would the tf141 react? The tf can be platonic and/or unrequited feelings (readers? Cause lord knows im not loveable but thats to be unpackes another day). Sorry, I'm spiraling 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↕️

How Task Force 141 would react to you considering going back to your toxic situationship:

Captain Price:

John would take a straightforward approach. He’d sit you down with a cup of tea, holding your hand as he tells you, ''You deserve better than this, love. Real men don’t treat women that way.'' He’d remind you of your worth, letting you know that no one with any decency would ever put you through such torment. He’d then mention, almost casually, that he had a word with your situationship earlier when he was about to knock at your door—strongly suggesting the guy won’t be bothering you again if he values his hands.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick:

The poor guy would struggle with his emotions, finding it hard to stay calm. ''Are you serious? After everything he’s done?'' He’d ask, pacing the room in frustration. He’d urge you to see that there are better men out there, men who’d do anything for you, who would kill and die to be with you—men like him. The words would slip out, revealing more than he intended but he’d be too worked up to care about holding back.

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish:

He wouldn’t hold back his anger. ''I’ll just take him out, then!'' He’d exclaim, half-joking but serious enough to make you worry. He’d rant about how the world would be better off without that guy, throwing out threats left and right. You’d have to calm him down but his reaction would make it clear just how much he cares about you and how serious he is about keeping you away from someone who doesn’t deserve you. If sweet, easygoing Johnny is this furious, maybe it's time that you listen to him.

Simon “Ghost” Riley:

Simon wouldn’t hold back. "Have you lost your damn mind?" He’d ask bluntly, not sugar-coating it. He’d lay it all out, questioning what’s left of your self-worth if you go back to that coward. His words would be rough but they’d come from a place of concern, wanting you to see the reality. He wouldn’t just stop at words, though. Later, he'd find the guy and pin him against the wall, spitting out a dark promise, "If you even think of contacting her again, I’ll send you back to your mother in a casket."

Note: You're not weak or pathetic, you're strong enough to realise that you deserve better. Don't take him back, your feelings are not a charity. Find within you the dignity and self-worth that you posses cause no man has the right to make you feel that way. Please, choose yourself for once. Picture the child you once were, they don't deserve this. One day you will be loved so much that even the though of him will make you repulse, that is, if you even remember him. He's not worth your love, you are.

[padscomm]

safe place

tara carpenter x f!reader

warnings: grammatical errors, mention of suicides, abusive household and also scream 5+6 au bc why not?!

a/n; IM ALIVE !! I'm so busy, school is shit broo

it was sunday, it meant it was cleaning time. but, you were to focused on studying that you forgot to clean the house.

you checked the time, and you realized, that your father was coming home soon. you panicked, and quickly started cleaning your room.

your father was an abusive alcoholic, it was a suprise. an loving caring man turning into an abusive alcoholic, when your mother died.

he didn't bother going to therapy, instead he started drinking and started doing drugs. when he's tired, he takes his anger out on you, when he's in a bad mood he takes it out on you.

he poured out his anger always at you, you didn't know why. you would always be hiding in the closet, filled with bruises from him. trying to hold your tear's, it was always hard. you've never told anyone about the abusive and toxic household you were in.

you were a joyful person, filled with sunshine but personally, no one ever knew you that well. except for your girlfriend; Tara Carpenter.

you heard the door creaking, you weren't even halfway done cleaning with your room and you still had a few rooms to clean. you were scared, you didn't have a way out.

you decided to hide in the closet, where you always do. you were scared for dear god, you were scared what he will do to you. your tear's streaming down on your face.

you heard a scream, “Y/N!! How come you still didn't clean the house?!” it was filled with anger, your heart is beating fast, you are scared. sweating intensely.

hearing footsteps from the stairs, and through the hallway’s of your bedroom. you prayed to dear god, to not hurt you. “y/n, i know you’re in there.” he say's, opening the door of your bedroom.

you had no way out. you heard him investigating every area.

he opened the closet door, “there you are.” he says, grabbing you from your wrist, tightly. “dad stop please! I'm sorry, I was so carried away—” you didn't have time to speak, he punched you so hard on the face.

that your nose started bleeding, “you really think I'm gonna believe you? you lying son of a fuckin bitch.” you were down on your knees, crying.

The next day

it was a good Monday morning for tara. she was awoken by her sister, sam. she got up from her bed and started making it, then after that she check's her phone if she received a message from you, but sadly she didn't.

it was something off, she chat's you again, asking if you were okay.

· my baby ; hey, are you okay y/n? im worried sick, text me back as soon as you can. hope you're okay mylove! I love you

timeskip at school

“hey guys, have you seen y/n? she hasn't texted me back.” tara said, worried about you. “look's like an overprotective girlfriend is worried about her troublemaker girlfriend.” mindy jokes, tara didn't find her funny, and just glared at her.

“oh there’s y/n!" anika pointed, she ran after her. “she seem's off today, its just not me who thinks she's off today? right?” mindy stated, the others agreed with her. usually, you would hangout with the friend group but this day, you didn't.

you went straight to class, it was unusual for them. you saw anika running towards you, but you decided to walk more faster so she wouldn't catch you.

once you entered inner part of the school, you saw anika not chasing you anymore. you were glad. you had a long oversized hoodie, covering your body and bruises. you went straight to class with the oversized hoodie on you, even tho it was hot as fuck.

after first period, you went to second period. not even bothering to check up on your girlfriend. you were just not in the mood to talk to anyone today. you just wanted peace, and alone time with yourself.

not until second period started, you realized that you and anika were seatmates. you and anika are bestfriends, she worries about you alot.

you sat down to anika, avoiding eye contact with her. “hey y/n, why are you avoiding us?” anika asked, but you didn't answer. anika wasn't really comfortable with your silence, since you were always loud and energetic.

she kept asking you questions but you didn't answer once. second period ended and it was third, you continued to third period with talking to any of your friends or even anyone.

after third, it was lunch break. you didn't have the appetite to eat. so you skipped it, and hid at the rooftop, listening to music peacefully and doing your work.

“y/n didn't talk to me in 2nd period, I don't know why tho, I think something's off about her.” tara looked at anika, “you should go check up on your girlfriend, tar.” liv suggested, but even tara didn't know where you were.

“ill go check up on her at the end of classes.” mindy really thinks tara is a bad girlfriend.

more timeskip

it was time to go home. you didn't go home yet, you were at the rooftop, smoking. it was peaceful, and calming for you. no disturbance.

not until you heard the door open, you put out your cigarette as fast as you can. you saw tara, looking worried sick at you. “y/n, are you okay? you didn't talk to us for the whole day, tell me everything, I'm willing to listen y/n.”

she says, pulling the sleeves of yours “and why are you wearing a jacket it's so—" you quickly took your arm away from her. she saw what she saw, bruises, blood streaming down your arms.

she was in disbelief, “im so sorry tara, i didn't mean to freak you out. I know I'm a bad girlfriend, you can leave me because of my weirdness and my bruises and scars—" she hugged you tightly, “im not gonna leave you y/n. I love you, and that's what matters. can you tell me what happened? it's okay if you're not comfortable.”

you sighed. you needed to tell her the truth, to gain trust. and you did, she was in pure disbelief and shock. she comforted you, and made you more safer.

“i think i should go home, my dad will be mad at me.” you said, but tara didn't let you go. “stay with me for a few days, ill get you help.” those words from tara, was enough to make you tear up.

“dont cry now, baby. stay with me, you'll be more safer.” you didn't care anymore, you wanted to be free with tara.

once tara and you arrived at her house, you were greeted by sam. death staring you, “hey tara, who've you got there?” sam asked, “this is my girlfriend ive been telling you about.” you blushed at her words, she's been talking about you?

“by the way y/n, can you go upstairs. you know my room already.” tara said, she didn't tell sam that you've been sneaking inside their household. “why is there red stuff on her sleeves?” sam was curious. tara explained the whole situation to her.

sam felt bad for you, the two carpenter's will be doing their best getting you help.

after a conversation with sam, tara went up to her room. she saw you, laying down peacefully. “hey let's get you cleaned up, okay?” you nodded, and got up from the bed.

she guides you to her bathroom and sat you down on the sink, she took your hoodie off, and saw all the bruises you had. bruises everywhere, “more bruises down on your legs?” you nodded.

“can i take them off?” she asks for your permission, “go ahead.” she takes of your pants, slowly and lightly. she was shocked with all the bruises that you dad gaved.

“thats alot. let's start with your wrists.” she wiped off all the blood, until there was no more flowing. and rolls the comforting bandage around your arms.

working one by one on the bruises, she stayed up just to get you cleaned.

at the end of the day, it was the two of you lying in bed. “i love you so much, tara.” you said, burying your face onto her neck.

“i always love you more, my love. soon your dad will be in prison.” she reassure's you, and before going to sleep, she kissed you forehead lightly, and kissed you lips passionately.

“tara, what if attempted suicide one day?” you said, out of the blue. it was a suprise, “of course my life will be empty. i cannot live without you. i love you more than everything, if you have a problem, come talk to me okay?” you smiled at her.

she was tired already, “im going to sleep na. im so tired, mahal.”

“goodnight my beautiful, beautiful girlfriend! i love you.”

“goodnight tara, i love you too. sweet dreams.”

“thank you for taking care of me.” you mumbled, “your welcome.

a/n; this is shit

[montimer]

I've seen a lot of people do nurse and guard readers with the Joker. As someone that has to stay at a mental clinic themselves, I wanna ask if you could do some Headcanons for a fellow inmate!reader ?

If something is incorrect, im sorry! I never been to one but i try my best to make this close to reality. Also i hope you are okay now =] / ♡\

Joker x inmate!reader

Gn!reader, ending is a bit yandere. Could be any joker but i'll go with tnba one

Because of your mental state you were taken to the only place in gotham that was avaliable. Arkham asylum

You weren't crazy no. But there was no where else that you could be taken to. Or so your therapist said so.

Arkham was, something else to say atleast. Sure they got the basic medication and group therapy, but you where also surrounded by villains and other crazyes that would kill to get out.

The doctor kept a check on ur progress, you attended those therapy groups, you did your best to stay away from too dangerous people.

But it wasn't so long till he took a notice of you. The joker.

He first saw you trough his windowed cell. Staring at the new patient. He thought you were just another lost case. Oh but how wrong he was.

The more he saw you, the more he wanted to go up and talk to you. Sadly to him the guards made sure to keep him at his place.

But he had his first chance to talk to you when most of the patients could just chill in the "living room" (im sorry idk how its called lemme show a pic)

(Lobby?? Idk)

As he came in the door most of the patients moved as far aways as they could. You looked up to see who it was that they were so afraid of and you swear your heart just skipped a beat. The joker himself standing at the door, a pleased smile appeared on his face, proud of the fact that many fear him so much. Why he gotta be here of all places?

The guards standed aside and as his eyes landed on you, an even bigger smile appeared on his face and he made his way to you.

You took your time to observe him as he walked towards you. He had white pale skin, his lips painted red, his spiky hair was dark green. He wore the same simple clothes as the other patients. You never seen him up close.

If he tries anything you'll just call for the guards, you tried calming yourself knowing theres no escape. You quickly grabbed a magazine infront of you from the table and started acting like you are busy.

Once he reached you, he sit down next to you on the couch.

He peaked over your shoulders. "What'cha readin'?" He smiled at you.

"Oh, uhh just some magazine.." you said still staring at the page. After not getting a response you looked up at him nervously.

"Ah finally, face to face" he slowly took the magazine out of your hand.

"Whats your name sweets? Haven't seen you around here before." He hold out his hand. "C'mon don't be shy, i don't bite"

"Im y/n.. just got here like a week ago yeah" you shook his hand.

"Y/n? I like the sound of that. Well, you know my name don't'cha? Incase you don't, im The Joker."

"I know, the prince of crime?"

"The one and only!" He said smiling back, happy with your knowledge.

"You are not crazy, so why are ya here?" Interested in you he asks.

You explain your situation and he nods.

"Ah yes, gothams best cure for the mentally ill is throwing them into an insane asylum" he says mockingly while looking at the guards

You giggle at that and it gets his attention. "Finally, a good audience. Haven't had one in so long" he smiles at you.

The two of you chatted for a while. You actually kind of enjoyed his company.

He made lots of jokes and whenever you laughed or even giggled a bit, it made his chest feel all warm and fuzzy. He didn't know how to took it in but all he knew is that he wanted to see you smile and laugh more.

After he ranted about how crappy this place is and he is planning his escape, he asked more about you. Listening to your voice, taking in the details of your face. He haven't had such nice and calm talk in so long. Let alone have anyone listen to his ranting.

The fun didn't last long as the guards made their way to take everyone back to their room/cells.

He looked up at the guard angrily but went anyway. He took one last look at you as he was dragged away.

After that he absolutely loves seeing and talking to you. At the cafeteria, at the rooms. Whenever he can, he'll be around you. The others warn you about him, but to you he seems so sweet in person, only to you.

He slowly realizes he has fallen for you in your staying.

He is extremely clingy and protective. Asking if anyone is annoying you or needed to be 'taken care of'.

He'll wave at you from his cell, calling out to you.

He makes silly attempts to flirt and you just giggle at it, not thinking much about it. But to him, to him it means so much.

But then the time comes when you are finally let out. Before that day you tell him about it happily, so proud of the fact that you can go back to your home. He frowns, you are leaving? Forever?

Oh but he quickly regains his smile. Hes gonna make his escape and will do anything to find you. After all you said you live in gotham, and he can easily find his targets. Atleast now he won't have to wait too long to meet you. No one will interrupt him.

He is already planning his confession and will send lots of gifts to your house. You didn't really think you can get away from him so easily, did you?

He loves you so much, you are his darling, the sweetest! The only one for him, even if you don't know yet...

Silly you, belive you him, your gonna love it with him.

Now he just needs to take you to his hide out to explain. Hopefully you'll understand ;]

[blehdsvvds]

Atsushi as your big Brother

A/N: HELLOO ITS BEEN AWHILE SINCE I POSTED BUT I AM BACK SOBHERE ARE SOME ATSUSHI HEAD CANNONS, SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES

Atsushi

- Bro is actually the sweetie

- the defenition of a good big Brother

- since his life was really tough he would make sure you live the best life

- he doesn't have much but he will spoil you until you are bratty and would still see no wrong in his eyes <33

- ALWAYS CHECKS ON IF YOURE HUNGY

- IF YOU ARE HUNGRY HE WOULD MAKE IT EVERYONES WORRY

- "hey are you hungry?" "Just a bit maybe a light sna-" "OH MY GOD MY LITTLE SIBLING OH GOD NO DONT LET THIS BE, KUNIKDA WE NEED TO GET FOOD ASAP NOW HURRY UP WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR LETS GO" he would do this ugly sobbing too

- CONVINCE HIM TO GET THERAPY PLEASE POOR BABY NEEDS IT

- if you are upset he would try cracking some really bad jokes to try and you laugh (he got them from dazai)

- you are probably crying because of whatever and bros over here panicing and saying stuff like "NO DONT CRY MORE, ITS OKAY, WHAT DO YOU CALL A NO EYED DEER??"

- YOU GET TO RIDE ON HIS BACK IN HIS TIGER FORM

- somethimes he might even snuggle up to you as byakko :33

- the type to cry when you get older💔💔

- first day at highschool? Sobbing, your birthday? Bawling, you start doing things without his help? Shedding tears

- would rant to the ADA about it

- "THEY ARE GROWING UP SO MUCH AND IM JUST SO PROUD OF THEM BUT ALSO SAD TO SEE THEM GO" And rambles on about it as dazai is tying a noose and continuing the conversation by saying stuff like "UH HUH" "OH DEAR" "TELL ME MORE" "THAT SOUNDS ROUGH"

- when he is busy or is coming something dangerous he will put you in Kunikdas care

- dazai would offer but atsushi cut him off screamed NO so loud it sent out sound waves into space

- "hey atsushi, I can take care of-" "FUCK NO" *windows shatter, car sirens go off, buildings begin to shake* and would clear his throat and say "no thank you Mr dazai,I appreciate the offer though" in a cheery tone

-OVERALL THE SWEETIE AND THE BEST

[bbrissonn]

𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐮 - 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐫 𝐳𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬 (𝟑)

���┈➤ release day of i regret you all the time is here, and it's trevor's turn to make things messy

╰┈➤ pairing: trevor zegras x ex!singer!girlfriend

╰┈➤ social media + real life

╰┈➤ masterlist

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: ̗̀➛ alannaoregon has posted on instagram

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alannaoregon it's here !! my new single "i regret you all the time" is now available on ALL streaming platforms !!!

seriously cannot put into words how much all this support you guys have shown for the last couple of weeks mean to me 🫶 i hope you all enjoy this song as much as i enjoyed writing it

love you all, lanny 💖

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becky.rivera so proud of you love

alannaoregon @/becky.rivera

user62 I REGRET EVER EVEN LOOKING AT YOU--

user018 @/user62 miss girl did NOT hold back user736 @/user62 I REGRET ASKING FOR YOUR NAME user917 @/user736 I REGRET YOU EVERYTIME I WALK BY THAT CAFE user257 @/user917 I REGRET YOU ALL THE TIME

jackhughes bop

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes bop _quinnhughes @/lhughes_06 bop _alexturcotte @/_quinnhughes bop colecaufield @/_alexturcotte bop alannaoregon @/colecaufield bop user364 @/alannaoregon what in the sorcery is going on over here??

user932 NOT ALL OF TREVS CLOSE FRIENDS COMMENTING IN THIS POST--

user273 @/user932 THEY ALL COMMENTED UNDER JACK'S COMMENT TOO

user726 sobbing in my bathroom rn the rest of the album is gonna destroy me

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jackhughes brotha

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user817 @/jackhughes this makes so confused... user462 @/user817 RIGHT

dixiefanpage GUYS DIXIE AND TREVOR UNFOLLOWED EACH OTHER !!!

user283 cool post mr i regret you all the time

user527 how does it feel knowing mother lanny regrets looking at you??

user074 im sending you my therapy bill

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"You're so messy." Jack laughed, looking over the girl sitting on the other couch, her head leaning on Luke's shoulder.

"Am not!"

"You kinda are." The youngest boy whispered, making Alanna gasp slightly.

"Trev's freaking out because of you." The middle Hughes brother announced, looking down at his phone. The girl rolled her eyes at his statement.

"He can survive one hour without talking to me." The singer said, making Luke chuckle slightly has his eyes focused back on the TV.

"Can you just answer him so he stops spamming me, please?" Jack begged as his phone rang over and over again. Alanna rolled her eyes once again before pulling out her phone.

trevuh

LANNY

LANNY

ANSWER

PLEASE

THERE'S ANGRY GIRLS IN MY DMS

TELLING ME TO COUNT MY DAY

CONTROL THEM PLS

Alanna scoffed as he eyes looked at the chain of message the Zegras boy had left her.

"Excuse me." She whispered before standing up from the couch and walking into the bathroom.

"Finally!" Trevor exclaimed as he answered her phone call.

"Leave Jack alone."

"Lanny, I am getting eaten alive in my comment section, and all you have to say is leave Jack alone?" The boy spoke, clearly being dramatic.

"Trev, just ignore it. No ones actually gonna send you their therapy bills or try to kill you."

"You don't know that." The younger boy sassed through the phone, making Alanna sigh.

"You kinda deserve it, babes."

"Hey!"

"You broke my heart!"

"But I also fixed it!"

"Yeah, and now you're Becky's number 1 public enemy." It was now her turn to sass the boy, who let out a gasp at her words.

"I am not! Becky loves me!"

"She said if you broke my heart again you're never gonna play hockey again."

"It's all jokes, baby. She doesn't mean it... I hope." The boy mumbled, making the girl giggle slightly. "I'm really proud of you, Lana." The boy added, all the playfulness in his voice gone. The girl smiled to herself in the mirror slightly.

"I'm proud of you too, Trev." The girl answered, and at the same moment, a manly voice spoke to Trevor in the background. The hockey player sighed a bit before focusing back on the girl.

"Listen, I gotta go back to training. I'll call you tonight, alright?" The boy announced, making Alanna frown slightly.

"I'll be waiting."

"I love you."

"I love you more, Trevs." The line disconnected after that, the girl now standing silently in the bathroom. Her phone screen black when she pulled it away from her ear and placing it into her pocket before walking back to the living room.

"I still can't believe you got back with him." Jack whispered after a couple of minutes of the three of them just watching the movie that was playing on the TV. The girl was now sitting on the same couch as Jack, since Luke had decided to lay down on the other.

The girl's eyes looked away from the screen and over to the boy, who was already looking at her. Luke's attention remained on the movie, not even hearing Jack's words.

"Do you think I'm being stupid?" The girl asked, her voice just as low has his. Jack nodded his head no, a slight smile appearing on his face.

"You make him happy, and he makes you happy. That's all that matters, Lanny. I don't know what he was thinking when... that happened, but he's so in love with you. When he came back from training camp in 2019, you were all he could talk about. It was always Lana this, Lana that. He's still like that." The boy mumbled, the memories of Trevor never being able to shut up for months because if the girl coming back to him.

"But that if that happens again?"

"Then he's the biggest idiot in the universe. You're the best thing that's ever happened to him, and he better be worshiping the ground you walk on for giving him another chance." The boy reassured her. Alanna would be lying if the thought of Trevor seeing other girls behind her back again wasn't constantly swimming inside her head.

"Thank you, for always being there for me."

"You're like my sister, Lanny, I'm always gonna be here."

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[steveharrington]

can you elaborate on how fanon nancy is different from canon nancy?

yes <3 when i made that post i was mostly referring to how often i see people seeming to write nancy as like the voice of reason within the group or even the one who provides comfort and stability to others and i just personally don’t think that fits her at all. i think that dilutes what makes nancy so interesting, honestly!! 1. she is not very reasonable and 2. she has trouble expressing herself in a way that other people understand.

1. nancy’s defining character trait imo is her passion. in seasons 1 and 2 she literally v physically cannot accept just allowing barb’s death to be uninvestigated and subsequently covered up, even when steve tries to reason that going along with the cover up is the safest option that ensures no one gets hurt. nancy still can’t allow that to happen and moves forward with her plan to bring barb’s death to light despite it being dangerous and potentially hopeless because she’s acting on her instincts and her love for barb, not on the safest option. in season 3, again, jonathan tries to reason with her and persuade her not to investigate the rats any further for fear of losing their jobs, but in nancy’s mind it’s worth the risk. now im not saying nancy is dumb, because shes canonically extremely smart and even when she does take risks, they’re calculated and planned. but it kinda grinds my gears when people depict her as this levelheaded by-the-books kind of person when she has demonstrated multiple times that she will simply do whatever the fuck she wants, if she feels it’s justified

2. this one moreso, i feel like nancy has fallen victim to that trend of having characters talk like they’re 10 years into therapy. i see this a lot in ship-related content for her, whether it’s jancy or ronance or stoncy, etc. people will often have her make these declarations of love very outright and talk through whatever issues she’s having with someone, which is so….. she doesn’t do that 😭 she historically struggles to bridge the gap between someone else’s position and her own, and it clearly frustrates her. case in point, she isn’t honest with steve until she’s drunk! then afterwards she still struggles to communicate, to the point that in the alleyway scene steve just fully walks away after she fails to respond at all to his questions. with jonathan she’s the same way—their big car argument is clearly frustrating to her and ends with her simply saying “you don’t know what it’s like” after jonathan gives a multi-point argument explaining his point of view. even at the very end of s4, the most recent scene we have of her, there’s so much that isn’t being said between her and jonathan. they’re not being forthcoming with each other. even with robin, she can’t express why robin’s presence is clearly bothering her in s4, even after robin openly gives her the chance to be honest and says “please tell me if im coming off badly”. there’s an enduring lack of communication in nancy’s relationships, and that makes total sense because she doesn’t have a good example of a healthy relationship in her own home. her parents just leave the dinner table when they’re upset with each other. so it blows my mind seeing depictions of her where she’s like “guys our feelings are all valid <3” like she would nottttt say that omg. she may Think it, and Want to express it, but i think it’s a disservice to what makes nancy interesting to just skip 5 years in her emotional development and suddenly have her acting as this mother-figure of the group who addresses everyone’s feelings concisely and plays it safe.

i think it’s a liiiittle bit stemming from misogyny. the “mom friend” trope is kinda pushed on her automatically, even amidst mom steve jokes, because she’s a girl in the group so she MUST attend to everyone’s feelings and make sure all the kids have snacks or whatever. it just does not reflect the more interesting and unique character we see on screen

[m0chaminx]

Sejanus Plinth | We Hate you

*•.¸♡Request: could you maybe do prompt 44 with sejanus plinth please? it’s seems soooo angsty.

*•.¸♡Prompts:  "You know we all hate you right?" (since writing this my prompt list has changed so check it out)

*•.¸♡Warnings: Angst, cannon death, this does not have a happy ending-im not paying for your therapy, creepy Coriolanus

*•.¸♡Paring: Sejanus Plinth x F!reader

*•.¸♡Summary: Hate; he heard it everyday. Hate; it was a joke. Hate; it was too late to apologise.

Or

Hate had consumed Sejanus’s life, and he thought you could never say it; until you did.

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You all know we hate you right?

He heard those words a million different ways, a million different times. It used to hurt, like a knife cutting his skin every time someone wanted to make it known he was different, he was district. Very few had yet to say it, you were one of them. He spent his lunch hours with you, partnering with you on projects and spending as much time with you as possible.

You were the one person in this privileged, closed minded, haunting place that saw Sejanus as something more than just district. He was just a boy who had grown up with a shitty life, in a shitty place with shitty people and yet you sat with him everyday, reminding him that you saw him as something more.

He spent his life being hated and you would spend your life showing him he could be loved.

You sat across from him on his bed, his bedroom door closed and the window cracked open. His house was so perfectly precise in how it was decorated, perfect painting that matched the walls, that matched the kitchen that matched the furniture, so on and on. But Sejanus’s room was the one place that was in a slight disarray, clothes sticking out from draws, crooked decor and not a single colour matched the one next to it. But it was still rich, it was the capitol.

Sejanus hadn’t expected to spend his afternoon like this, he should have been studying, keeping up his appearance of the rich capital boy that was expected of him, but no. He sat with you, passing back and forth a hand rolled joint. It was not what he expected of you, such a rebellious nature to what the capitol expected, but maybe that’s why you saw him as human.

The smoke fell from your lips, lifting through the room before getting caught in the slight draft out the window. You looked up at him, his brown eyes glazed over as he stared at you. “What’s on your mind Sej?” Your voice was soft, almost airy as you passed the joint to him.

“You surprise me is all,” was his answer. He carefully took the cigarette, bringing it to his lips. 

You hummed and leant back on your hands, staring out at the slowly clouding sky. “How so Sejanus?”

He pondered for a moment. You did surprise him, your unnatural almost rebellious behaviour to the capital's minor rules so jarring to his mind. But you knew that. Hell, you were sitting here smoking with him. He shrugged softly, taking a small drag from the joint before handing it out to you. “I’m not so sure, you just do.”

You took the cigarette back, your eyes drifting back out the window. “It looks like a storm is coming.”

You all know we hate you right?

The words slipped past your lips before you could catch yourself. “We. We hate you.” It was the word that had struck so deep within him he couldn’t handle it. His hand was still raw from the chair across the room, the metal hinges had nicked his skin and cut his palm. He wiped the blood on his trousers, though his palm stung with pain, your words had numbed his heart in a moment.

You had chased him outside after his outburst, he was still seething with anger and pain when you had tried to calm him. Your need to help him left him yelling at you and in a split second throught the words passed your lips. “You all know we hate you right? What is yelling going to do?” You were meant to say they, because in truth you were right, they did hate him, what was yelling going to do. But the days with your tribute, convincing the capitol you were different from the district boy you were stuck with that your words had become real.

Yes, you were capital. Yes, he was district. But Sejanus was your friend and you had tossed it all aside in a moment you coundt take back or explain. You felt so guilty and Sejanus was filled with pain.

“I thought you were different.” They were his first words after he composed himself. “But you’re just like the rest of them.” He had turned on his heel to leave and tried to chase him, calling you were sorry, that you could explain. Could you though?

Just before your hand reached his, your nails grazing his jacket sleeve, a peacemaker had grabbed your arm and spun you to face him. “You’re not allowed to leave until your tribute dies.”

“Please! I just need a moment-”

“Now!”

“Sejanus-!” You spun to Sejanus but he had disappeared, too far from your sight to even make his figure out in the mist. Your hands moved to fist your hair, your knuckles changing colour as you gripped the roots of your hair so tight. “Fuck…” The Peacemaker regained his grip and pulled you back towards the door. 

After everything you had promised yourself, promised Sejanus, one stupid moment with one stupid word had destroyed that in an instance.

You all know we hate you right?

They were the words you never fathomed would affect him this much. But how couldn't they? You were studying in the courtyard when Coriolanus Snow made his way towards you. You had heard the news of Sejanus’s hanging in 12, everyone had but seeing the last person that had seen him alive made everything so much worse.

You closed your book, staring up at the snow boy. He had changed so quickly in just a few weeks. His once curled hair had been slicked to one side, and the so strictly formal dark red suit and long coat but you squirm. He looked so proper, that if you spoke a word against him he would have you killed, but he was your peer, and even younger than you in age. But you sat, still as a statute as you waited for the Snow boy to speak. 

When he did, the smile gracing his face was sickly sweet, “It’s good to see you.”

“And you as well, Snow,” You tried to match his smile, but the uncertainty of this new Coriolanus Snow had made your stomach twist. 

His smile grew as though he could sense your discomfort. He removed his hands from his pocket and sat on the bench beside you. “Is something bothering you?”

“Aside from the obvious?”

He chuckled darkly and slid closer, “I’m going to be spending quite some time at the Plinth house. I have since become heir to the Plinth fortune. I assume I shall see you around.”

Heir to the Plinth fortune? You turned your head, stomach twisting in realisation. Snow had intended to replace Sejanus as if he hadn't existed, and he indented to take you with him.

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[thesweetestdevotion]

Can you do a reading for Sunghoon's personality? Please 🙏🙏

Hello! Sorry if the gif is blurry, but i really liked him in football uniform so… hehe

Enhypen Sunghoon Personality:

Dice: 2nd House, Virgo, Mercury

Tarot: Six of Cups Reversed, Queen of Cups Reversed, Five of Wands, The Hanged Man Reversed, Five of Swords Reversed, Page of Swords, The High Priestess, Knight of Coins, Three of Swords, Ace of Swords, Seven of Wands Reversed

He’s got a very interesting personality. On one hand he’s very fiery, likes debate and arguments and sharing ideas with others. He’s the type of friend to make little sarcastic comments knowing its gonna annoy the other person, just for fun lol. He’s youthful and chaotic in the way regular young dudes are if that makes sense. He’s a guys guy, very outwardly masculine. On the other hand, he’s very withdrawn and can be very cold with his emotions, its like he likes to joke around but when it comes to showing more affection he’s gone lol. Idk if he’s had instances where he felt outcasted by his peers or if his upbringing led him to be this withdrawn but it definitely shows up significantly here. He’s also very intuitive, like he has a sixth sense that tells him what to do and where to go and he trusts it, even if done unconsciously. He probably believes in some form of a higher power, because he’s had a protective force throughout his life I’m seeing. I see he’s had to be independent for a very long time, even as a child, and this lent him this air of seriousness and austerity. Not that he’s only serious and no fun at all lol, he can definitely be fun in that way, but I’m seeing only in specific situations with people he feels close to. He’s also very intelligent and cerebral, he honestly fits that cold intelligent hot guy stereotype very well hehe. He knows how to maneuver himself out of unfortunate circumstances and play his cards strategically to benefit himself. I think this can get him into a bit of trouble sometimes as people feel threatened by his shrewdness, and feel like he’s trying to overtake them. I think its just his appearance and vibe though, I don’t feel like he’s some cold mastermind who calculates everyone’s downfall lol, people can perceive it from him though and it doesn’t help that he doesn’t like to let people delve too deep into the layers of his personality. I just feel he can be very detached and apathetic sometimes, get this boy some therapy plz omg. The knight of coins and the 2nd house energy lets me know he’s about his money, and is more in tune with the material realm as opposed to the spiritual. He’s very grounded also, which is a good thing since his career is very prone to changes. I just saw the color red, a red jersey, maybe he likes sports? Makes sense as to why i was drawn to the gif then hehe. Im hearing eel? Eel sushi? Does he like that food?? (It’s also my favorite so maybe I’m just hungry loll) Snow-capped mountains, pink? The number 8, roses, red (red keeps coming up for some reason)

That’s all I’m getting from him tonight lol!! Hope you guys like it xxx!!

[yingyoyingsh]

Since poolverine has been getting everywhere it made get biggy brainrot and me thinking abt analysis on how Wade and Logan work so well but are SO SO UNHEALTHILY mentally ill they need therapy and I mean actual therapy

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Tw: sensitive topic

It's just so funny and depressing

How they're literally two people that have similar circumstances and a similar curse as well. Like if we somehow remove all the comedy and hit soundtrack from deadpool movies. He literally attempted sewerslide on screen????????????,,,,,,,,,?????? Like?????????? How is no one talking about how seriously effed up that is to make this a joke but wade does the walk the talk thing?????????????

Logan man ✋😩 Im not. He literally fits the candidate for idc I'm throwing my life away like while wade deals with the shiz with unhealthy humor he just gets angry. He literally is a good example of those people who could die off in a ditch if he didn't have super healing.

Like I guess that's common with anyone who's found some kind of relief with substance abuse in general 😭 but he just deals with everything by getting mad angry and telling everyone to fuck off like a rabid animal. And he has superhuman strength.

So now comes my point if they end up together it becomes a cycle of "I can make him worse" with the "your freak matches my freak"

Since wade is so graciously taking everything as a joke (even with dangerous injuries) and Logan (in the back of his head) has problems with substance abuse (and literally not even kidding how bad this is actually because of u stop joking abt substance abuse there's a reason why he should probably attend those alcoholic support groups)

Like where does the line end at "too much" bruh.

So one needs to make a fic about them working through this kinda shiz like maaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn 👁️👁️ they live together so they'll eventually have to talk about the big elephant in the room. Like god Al just has to sit through 5 seasons of this before they get actual therapy.

Like think about it

If they were regular ppl they would've been admitted in the ward and classified as criminally insane 😩 man they're just little freaks I love them

Good thing they're not regular ppl. But lbr would Logan go back to being "The wolverine" the movie didn't adress that hidden dark asf secret wel nor resolved it. Dp3 didn't also do much for Wade's insecurity to "good enough" for people to notice him nor his sewerslide joke tendencie. Logan also mentioned he didn't feel like he was good enough for the SUIT. Like man insecurities after one another. Like bro someone needs to.help them

Like man 👁️👁️god they're such a perfect match of fucked up. Like PLEASE. I NEED them helping each other. With both of their issues.