#im literaly crying in my room

[fairykiller202]

When you realize just HOW MUCH your mental illness has taken from you

[whimsysalesman]

having Big Feelings in the tags. you neednt read them, but you should go drink water and stretch your eyes

[interstellarbookofflowers]

im honestly at my wits end. breakdown after breakdown with no real solution with actual closure in my mind

[beantothemax]

Answer this whenever you finish Return of the Great Departed Soul and then tell me your thoughts :3

Because it's just a nifty lil case!

So silly!

I HAVE BEATEN RETURN OF THE GREAT DEPARTED SOUL AND BAGZGGSGHAYSHSUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ok lets start with the good. the characters in this case? Flawless. Harebrayne, Drebber, Toby, Esmerelda, Lune, little german boy, Sithe… all amazing characters that I hold close to my heart

EXTREMELY LARGE mention to Enoch who is now probably my favorite witness period. I do love me some good clockwork hands. and he quite literaly clanks and whirrs into his different poses which is just an absolute treat for the eyes.

the entire premise of the case was great, too! the whole mystery of the experiment and how it was all just an elaborate stage trick had me really hooked, and it was very fun to unravel!

plus, this case just has so so many amazing moments in it. Iris kicking the ‘waxwork’ of sholmes and you seeing him very slowly move into his pained animation in the background… Esmerelda just. having a cauldron of wax on her at all times… the entire Dance of Deduction in Enoch’s room… EVERYTHING IN VAN ZIEKS’S OFFICE!!!!!!!! that was a particular standout moment to me it was very fun :]

and of course, how could we not talk about Van Zieks. it was refreshing to see him not only be willing to help us in our case, but to see him genuinely care about his friend, Harebrayne! Zieks wanting to get Harebrayne back to Germany as soon as possible in order to make sure the Reaper doesn’t get him is… weh……… still experiencing Thoughts about that it was a very nice moment.

and the ending. hooooo boy the ending. I knew before coming into this case that zieks’s apprentice was Kazuma, but that didn’t make the whole experience hurt my heart any less. Kazuma thanking Susato for looking after Ryunosuke, and him then thanking Ryu for looking after Karuma…….. and him slicing the Professor waxwork…. AND THE WAY HIS THEME KICKED IN AS HE TOOK OF THE MASK. GAAAAAAAAAAH THAT MADE ME WANT TO CRY A LITTLE IT REALLY GOT TO ME. LEITMOTIFS MY ONE WEAKNESS

im just glad that with kazuma back, nothing bad is ever gonna happen to anyone again! …what do you mean there’s two more cases

[genobiagon-helary]

My childhood memories are never been forgotten because at that moment we feel like i dont like to grow up but that life we didnt get to young but that memories is in my heart forever,And growing up is another mission us to face we need to learn,grow,and be open to our self to accept challenges to come.

Hi I'm Helary Genobiagon 17 years old i live in lo-oc locatha llc, my childhood memories is traumatizing at the same time fun. i dont like my brother and i always teasing him or joking around him, but at the time i slowly love him as my brother. we became so close every afternoon were going out at our backyard because were playing sand and hide and seek.I like going to school because i have many friends there and i can play anytime and to learn, When im gr 2 were going to a small island to celebrate fiesta and i enjoy the time because i didnt got another chance to swim in the beach everyday,but that place is leave at me a bad trauma.

When were about to go home im not feeling my best,my body is so heavy and headache i want my mom to carry me because i cant handle the pain,and we got home i have a high fever but my mom didnt worry because maybe its just a normal fever that gone after a week but 2 weeks after i have still my fever so my lolo and lola but panicked,my lolo immediately borrowed a jeep to take me to hostipal and while driving my mom told me that i dont a pulse anymore like im about to die but my lolo was so panicked and worried about me so he drive so fast as he could,then when we arrived at hospital the doctors got angry to my parents because why did they take so long to take me to the hospital if my lolo didnt bring me immediately i could die, i got my second life thanks to my hero,i couldnt stop saying thank you to my lolo he save my life he was my hero since that day.

When im gr 3 this is the day i didnt forget my in whole life my father got a call from my lola saying that my lolo got to the hospital because he was like chilling outside while laying at the duyan and my lola got confused because my lolo is so quite and then she saw my lolo is touching his heart like he couldnt breathe and she immdiately call a ambulance then the nxt day my whole family my aunties,uncles,cousins are going to hospital then when we arrived my lola go inside at the hospital because were not allowed to go inside, then an hours after my lola came back and shes crying then at that very moment i just realized that my hero,my lolo past away she didnt get a chance to say that my lolo past away,after we sa her crying we ended up all crying.

Every third sunday of january were going to cebu to celebrate sinulog wth my father side i have a lot of experience try new food,buy anything ,and got a chance to see an a celebrity and the traditional dance of sinulog

When you grow older you're mind is full of couriosity and question about life,and when you experience things that you didnt experience when you're a child you can say that im growing a d im not a child anymore,that when i got my period in gr 6,i like im 11 years old or around 12,were sleeping and i need to get up because i need to go to the cr and theres something got my attention when i look to my underwear and i see blood and i panicked i look to the bowl and all over the bowl gcover wth blood and i shouted and my mom got scared and ran into the cr and she laugh when she saw my underwear,she immediately said the rituals if you're having your first period and then after a month i dont have any interest going outside and play around my friends ,i just want to stay inside our house watching tv

I realized that were not going to have a same feelings,thoughts,and interest like were at the young age because i started doing some makeup² making my self pretty and girly stuff ,i have my taste of style and i got my first crush at gr 7 like i literaly stalking him and always admiring him because were roommates his room is beside mine and every breaktime i always go to his room and give him a snack then i admiring him until gr 8 but my feelings for him is faded and gone, and theirs someone have a feelings for me but it is she,she always gives me snack,flowers,chocolate, and that the time i questioned my sexuality or identity because i have something sparks feelings about her but i didnt show to her because i confused about my feelings to after how many months she ask me can i be her girlfriend and i answered yes but we didnt have a serious rs its like a puppy love.

Gr 9 thats when pandemic and my parents seperated its hard to have a broken family, my parents always arguing about financial and they decided to ended up because their not happy to each other anymore and if their going to stay together were like pretending a happy family even though were not,i always jealous to my friend or other family their truly happy even at their lowest point and complete but i nvr get mad or upset to both of them i support their decision and im still thankful because even they seperated their always at my back and now they okay nothing hard feelings to each other.

So my father went to his home town and i always visited him,because im at my mother house and as i always visited him i get closer to my auties, relatives,uncles because i didnt grow there and they didnt see me often,they treating me so so well like a princess and i make many new friends there and i have meet someone that hook my heart,she's is a friend of my friends she introduced me to her and as i always go to my fathers place i always hang out with them specially wth her because shes my fathers neighbor so we can hang out anytime until i fall inlove wth her but i didnt knew that she fell inlove wth me first but she didnt confess her feelings wth me but she confess her feelings to me to our friends and i confess my feelings too to our same friend and after we know that were fell inlove wth eachother she courted me twice and the last i said yes

We're still dating now, she always supporting me cheering and comforting me, she loved me without judgement in her eyes and she accept me for who i am even though im not perfect and i know nobodys perfect but she accepts me complety ,that's how i am, i accept her completely and only now have i experienced being loved like this and i dont need to pretend that im happy because im actually happy wth her,even though thre are many people who object to our relationship because were the same women, i dont listen anymore because i let my feeling exist more because their is no type or form of love,their is no choice of people if you love you love,so if you love someone and you are afraid to fight,fight them because dont rely on people who interfere in your life,you know yourself better than others.

[omgsomeonesomewhereonearth]

FUCK FUCJ FUMCJHSHEHESHJWHFU FUCK FUCK FUCJ FI K

[anne-white-star]

Brian may x reader x roger taylor : holiday disaster

Notes : brian roger and reader are on a holliday near the sea swimming and relaxing. But the calm and peacefull holiday turns to one of worry when reader almost drowns because of a big wave crashing in to her. Takes place during the mid 80s. There might be inacuresies like distance and locations.

Sorry if its a mess but enjoy anyway, also don't mind any spelling mistakes thank you

Words: 2286

Warings : angst and drowning

Finaly summer and you know what that means. Nice weather, staying up late listening to music. And just playing around in general, but summer also ment swimming of course.

Y/n had invited Brian and roger along to go to the beach. John had gone away with his wife on holyday while Freddie stayed at home with his boyfriend jim.

She stood outside freddie's house where they spent the night prior and beeped the horn of her car.

Freddie opend up the window "Oh y/n are you here to pick up roger and Brian?"

"Yes i am we are suposed to go to the beach, could you sent them down?"

"Yeah sure, hey! Your taxi is here you better hurry up And don't keep the lady waiting! They are on their way" he smiled

"Thanks Fred, if i find some Nice shels i take them with me for you"

"Thank you y/n you are an absolute sweetheart" he blew her a kiss. At that moment both Brian and roger walked out the front door and placed their stuff in the back of the car. "Ah there They are".

Jim stood behind Freddie and waved "have fun you three and stay safe near the shore, they said that the waves could be quite high at this time of year".

"Don't worry we will be fine"

"Alright have fun" jim and Freddie closed the window.

"Hey boys" she grind and opend the pasenger side door. Brian sat down next to her.

"Hello y/n"

"Hello doll" said roger as he sat down behind her and kissed her cheek "Nice car"

"Thanks Roger it was my dad's car i got it for my birthday a year ago

"Oh Nice do you know what type it is?"

"If im correct its a Tri-Power… 1958 Bonneville convertible" she started the car and drove of towards the beach (idk where the beach is located but lets pretent its 30 minuts away or so)

"Oh verry Nice indeed" he said and placed his sunglasses on his face And leaned back against the Seat.

"So did you two have a good night at Fred his home?"

This time Brian spoke up "yeah it was alright we watched some telly and drank and eat some Nice food thats all."

"Hmm intresting you two wernt intruding to fred and jim their relation ship wernt you two?"

"Oh god no y/n"

"Just joking bri just joking" she laught, y/n focused on the road again "we will be there in 10 minuts i think"

"Yes finaly swimming"

"Calm down roger" Brian laught

Just as y/n had promiced they had arived in 10 minuts at the beach "We have arived". Roger jumped over the side of the car and grabed the beach ball and placed it in the sand. He pulled his shirt and pants off under it weren his swimming trunks. Brian and y/n did the same. (What you Brian and roger wear )

"Nice shorts guys" she huged Brian from behind

"Looking very Nice yourself princess"

"Why thank you" she plucked the sunglasss from roger his face and put them on "oh wow thats to mutch"

Roger grabed his glases from her hands and put them back on "that are my presciption sunglasses sweetheart"

"I should have known, Anyway lets go and play some beach vollyball"

"Alright who against who?"

"Um me against roger first and then you against roger and then me against you, how does that sound?"

"Sure sounds good, i'll keep the points"

"Alright" y/n nodded and waited thil roger was ready "you are going so down blondie"

"Ha! You think (your nickname)"

"Alright start" y/n trew up the ball and shot it over the net. It went a few times and then she shot it to the ground.

"Outch"

"Roger are you alright?"

"Yeah i am don't worry" he smiled. Once the game between y/n and roger was over she won with 5 against 3.

"Alright your turn brian" brian took her place and took his stand. "Ready?"

"Yep" he nodded

"Alright may the best win"

"Its on poodle"

"Hey! Oh you are so going to get it rog" he smirked

The boys played for about 6 minuts thill it was over. It was 4 against 4.

"Alright who makes the next point wins" they both noded, Brian threw up the ball over the net. It went over and over for about 1 minut. Roger won

"Yes!"

"Well done rog, now you and me bri" they both took their stands once again and started the game. Once again 6 minuts later the game was over Brian had won by 5 against 3

"Good game y/n" he smiled

"Thanks" she wiped her face with a towel "Man its really hot ugh"

"Want to go swimming?"

Y/n took off her hat and placed it in her car "Yes i would love to" they all walked to the sea. "Cold cold cold"

Both Brian and roger laughed "yeah no shit y/n"

"Shut up rog" she laughed and splased him

"Hey! My hair, you are going to pay"

"Then you have to get me first." She ran further in to the water

"Be carefull the waves can be quite high" but y/n and roger dint hear him "guys come back don't go to far!"

Y/n had gone in thil her shoulders "try to get me now roger!"

"Roger she really needs to come back" Brian looked concerned

"Y/n! Come back its not save!"

"What?!" All of a sudden a big shadow fell over her, a big wave crashed in to her taking her under.

"Y/n!!" Both roger and Brian screamed as they tried to get to her

Y/n tried to swim up but couldnt wave after wave crashed in on her. She tried to breath but instead she took a big gulp of water in. Y/n was panicking and couldnt breath. She thought of brian and roger how she was going to leave them behind now. Y/n let go of her last breath as the sank to the bottom.

Roger and brian swam to her once they reached her, roger went under and picked her out the water. Both Brian and roger got back to the shore "brian go get help i try cpr we need a ambulance" Brian nodded and ran to get help

"God y/n please don't die on us" roger was literaly crying while trying to push the life back in to her chest. He pinched her nose close and put mouth to mouth "come on! You can't do this to us" all the while he continued to give her cpr.

The sound of sirens filled the air as the ambulance came to a hald on the beach two paremedics climbed out. At the same time Brian ran back to roger "is she alright?!"

"No i still don't have a respond" roger was crying But still preforming cpr

"We will take it from here sir" both the paremedics placed her on the brancard and started to weel her fast to the ambulance

"Can we come with you please?"

"If you drive after us then its fine but we can't take you with us in the ambulance

"Thank you" roger looked up "brian you need to drive i can't"

"Alright, but calm down now roger she's in good hands" Brian huged roger close and rubbed his back "im concerned to but y/n is one tough cookie"

Roger laught a bit " yeah she is..... we should go now" they both walked to the car Brian put the key in and turned it so they went after the ambulance. Once they arived they weeled her in to a hospital room.

In the back of the ambulance they were able to pump the water out of her lungs and get her to breath again, she wasn't conciouse but it was a good sign or so they hope.

Roger and Brian had to wait outside the room where y/n lay because they were doing some tests on her, so they decided to call John and Freddie

"Hello John deacon speaking"

"Hey John its me"

"Oh hey Brian hows everything?"

"It really could be better, we are at the hospital"

John sat up straight "hospital? Why whats wrong?"

"Its Y/n she almost drowned" it was silence on the other end "john?"

"Im on my way right now" and the phone hang up

He turned to roger "john is on his way can you call Freddie?"

"Sure" roger grabed the phone from Brian his hand and dialed Freddie his number

It rang a few times thill he picked up "with freddie Mercury how can i help you?"

"Oh fred thank god you are still home"

"You sound panicked roger whats wrong?"

"We are in the hospital, we were at the beach and we were messing around but y/n almost drowned because of our stuppid antics and..... we almost lost her"

As same with John, roger was met by silence "me and jim are on our way"

"Thanks you see you then"

About 20 minuts later john, Freddie and jim had arived at the hospital, they were waiting for the doctor to give a clear sign so that they could go in and see her.

A doctor walked in to the waiting room "wel we have good news and bad news, the good news is we managed to get all the water out of her lungs and she's breathing on her own, the bad news is that she's still unconsiouse"

"Oh thank goodness" brian placed a hand over his heart

"We did a couple of tests to see if there was anything ells like damege to the lungs but thats not the case, once she wakes up And taken care off she can go home"

"Thank you doctor, may we please see her?"

"Of course, if there is anything needed let us know"

"Thank you we will" the group walked in to the room, it was pretty light in there, it looked like they had walked in to heaven, John and Brian grabed a chair and sat down next to the bed while roger, Jim and freddie sat down at the table near the window.

"We should never have gone to the beach, this is all my fault"

"Roger don't be to harsh on yourself, it could have happend to anyone" Freddie placed his hand on Roger his shoulder

"But im the idiot who chased her in, im at fault"

Brian spoke up "rog it really isnt we all should have been more carefull, but like the doctor said everything will be alright, she just needs to wake up, and she will we just got to wait"

"Mabey you are right" he sighed and placed his hand under his chin and looked out the window.

A few hours had gone by without any indecation of her yet waking up, so they decided to leave and get some food, during the time they were gone y/n started to stire and wake up

"Ugh were am i? Why does my chest hurt so mutch" y/n blinked a few times against the light "this isnt my bedroom" she tried to sit up but couldnt because of the pain, plastic patches were put on her chest that were conected to the heart monitor she looked at them confused "what the hell happend?" Then y/n remembered, the beach, vollyball and roger chasing her and then the wave...."Oh god i almost drowned"

Then the door opend And the guys walked in with food and drinks, Brian looked up from the conversation "y/n you are awake!" He ran to her side and grabed her hand in his "we were so worried about you"

"Hey bri" She smiled softly "im sorry for worrying you all i dint mean for this to happen"

Roger stoot at the otherside of the bed and grabed her other hand "i shouldnt have chased you in to the water it was dangerous and i was so stuppid for doing so it almost got you killed"

"I know rog and im sorry to i should have watched out What i was doing" she squeezed their hands and gave a light kiss on them

John, jim and Freddie watched as they gave echoter their apolgies, and then the doctor walked in "ah miss y/l/n good to see that you are awake" he looked at the papers in his hand "everything seems to be in oder, do your lungs hurt?"

"A tiny bit but i asume it will go away in a few days"

"Yes it wil" he gave a smile "wel then if everything is alright and nothing hurts then you may go home"

"Really? Oh thats wonderfull thank you" then she looked down at her chest and pointed at patches that were still in its place "um about these"

"Oh don't worry a nurse will come soon and remove them for you"

"Alright thank you". About 10 minuts later the nurse came in to remove the patches, john freddie and jim had brought some clothes with them on their way to the hospital, once she got dressed they went on their way to go home "are you willing to drive Brian?"

"Yes of course i am, anything for you y/n". Roger went again with Brian and y/n while Jim and Freddie went with john.

"Wel see you all later i think its time for a lazy afternoon" said y/n as she waved them goodbye. Both roger and Brian stayed the night with her to make sure that everything would be going fine now. They promiced echoter that of they would go to the beach again one day that they would be more carefull.

The end

I hope you all enjoyed reading. ♥️♥️♥️

[melissa-titanium]

ifee ligyht hea de gg.hy fuck ohjmy GOD oh my god girm this is sfuckng good. YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT YEVA. LIKE REGARDLESS OF HOW INTENSELY SHES BEHAVING OR TALKING . YOU CAN IMMEDAITELY TELL HOW AGGRESSIVE SHE IS FEELING BECAUSE YOU CAN FEEL THE PRESSURE IN THE AIR EITHER RAISE OR DROP EXPONENTIALLY AND THE GRAVITY IN THE ROOM BECOMES NEAR NONEXISTENT. SHE WILL HAVE A NEUTRAL FACE AS THE LIGHTS FLICKER IN THE ROOM AND ITS FREAKY. ITS FUCKING INSANE. THE VERY SUBTLE CURL TO HER LIP . GOD. GOD. I KNOW I ALREADY SAW THIS BUT THIS IS JUST SO GOOD realy good mh music playing rn making me emotioonalFUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK this is so good. your animations actually RULE i need you to know this. jesus Christ.

MY WIF EE EMY WIF EI EEWMWYL;WIFERE MY IW FENE YM WIFME YIWFJNENMY KWJYN W FJKWMY WIFEM YMW IFEMY MY WIF EMY MY YMY MYMYMY MY Y MY MYYYYYY MYYYYY MY BREAUTAIFULW IFE MY ITS SO FUCKINGC OLD INTHIS ROOM RN IMN SHAKING IDK FROM EXCITEMENT OR COLD OR SUGA;R iate like 3things of icreaeram todau OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDWWWWWWRERTTTUTJHGGFFRE THIS IS SO GOOD. THE WAY HER VISOR CRACKS FROM THE TENSION IN THE AIR. THE ZOOM OUT/STEP BACK IS SO FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD GRIM OH MYYE9A8YR98AWYHJU9IJHAEIGHDIUHTIOUFOIS SHES LITERALY SO PRETTY SHES SO PRETTY I ADORE HOWTHE CRACKS SPLINTER ACROSS HER VISOR SO MUCH AND HER OPTIC SPUTTERS OUT BEFORE VANISHING IT ADDS SO MUCH MORE VISUAL INTEREST. THE WAY UDRAW HER SI OREVER SO FUCKING GOOD iliterally ned u to teach me how u got the perspective of her arm liftying to throw the chair so fucking well. imust kill you I MUST i must i simply muist. oh mygoddddddd GRIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM WAAI8YG98AIRHUGAWEFHUEAOIGAEROIGERREHOIJEROIJHRTHOIGOIJDROH imso .itssocold icant iCANT

BUT ALSO THE ADDITOIONAL IMAGE THE.YES.!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!! SPACETIME WARPING AROUND WHATEVER THE SOLVER INTERACTS WITH BECAUSE OF THE TENSION FROM THE TELEKENISIS IS SO FUCKING GENIUS. ITS LIKE WHAT HAPPENED WITH J'S CORE AFTER N DESTROYED IT IN HEARTBEAT. ADSFHJKDHFGADF98GH9A8HRIUUAIEGIGOKFFDLARG;.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHJNNAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! YES!!!!YEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DUDE THIS IS SO GOOD IM GONNA CRY . THANK YOU THANKYOUTHANKYOPU THANKYOU SOMUCH imsotired imso tired. the mulch lifting is reallu catchingup to me rn fuujck THIS RULES THOUGH . mY GOD . WWWWIURHTGJKDGFHF

ok wait im peeping but headcanon ive always had but never quite been able to visualize because immm. not confident enough in my animation skill when it comes to humanoids But ; i think when activating solver powers/feeling super intense emotions doll and/or yeva will have a mild anti-grav effect surrounding them like a shield. when doll gets pissed you can see the air warp around her and her hair starts to float and shit and its cool. theres also a pressure increase if that makes sense. which to me is what explains the mirrors shattering. which i suppose means being around ANY solver drone when theyre pissed/using their powers feels like floating in DEEP deep waters. visors will crack, lungs will compress, all that terrifying shit

[thisfckinsucks]

would i be friends with these percy jackson characters in school (pretend most of them r the same age pls)

percy: no, bc i feel like i’d b like “i hate my mom” or say “i hate women” mockingly to a friend right after arguing with a bigot in history class abt equal rights and he’d overhear me and be like “u shouldnt say that :/ she probably worked very hard for u n women deserve to have the same rights as everyone else” and i’d stand there n b like homie ik i was making fun of the guy and i literally do not have a good relationship with my mom but he’d go on n on about it. i’d purposefully avoid him for like a week after until he forgets abt it

annabeth: i think i’d try and bite her and she’d try to bite me back during gym class, but we’d partner up in math bc she has a hard time with algebra, so i’d help her n she does the same for me in geometry. other than that we dont talk much but we do have each other on our private stories bc she thinks im funny and i think she tells weird stories and the tiktoks she posts on there are good

jason: yes, i’d follow him around during gym class, run the mile with him, and partner up with him in every group project. i’d never go to his house n he’d never come to mine though. everyday i’d probably walk over to his lunch table and give him something i bought from 7-11 and he’d give me his least favourite part of his lunch that i enjoy. i’d also text him like “hey what do we do for this project” n he’d say it was due 4 weeks ago but tell me what to do anyways

piper: no, but i’d admire her from afar. shed steal a car or get suspended for a few days, come back, and i’d b like “shes so cool i wish i was her friend”, but i’d never actually talk to her and everytime id go to jasons table shed be laughing at a joke leo said and i’d be like wow i love her outfit shes so cool and then go back to my table without saying anything to her lol

leo: yes, he’d be the annoying kid who moans in the back of class and i’d laugh every single time. we’d probably walk to and from lunch together and he’d say “watch me hit this door frame!” and i’d stand there and watch him hit it and then i’d b like “ok ok my turn watch me do a cartwheel!” and do it and we’d both laugh and get in trouble for being loud in the hallways

hazel: i feel like she’d be on the student council. i’d get put in the student council room for study hall bc my teachers thought i’d like it and i’d be like i literaly dont want to do this. she’d try and convince me to stay and join student council but i’d sit there like :| also i’d follow her on all social media platforms because i think shes nice and i think shes talented at drawing but i’d still be a little bit ticked off abt the student council thing

frank: tbh i wouldnt know he exists :/ i’d recognise him from when hazel tried to get me to join student council and i’d see him around, but we wouldnt have any classes together and i wouldnt know his name

nico: we would have the same study hall. i’d see him in the corner and think he looks cool and then id try to follow him around and he’d just let me. i’d talk ALOT and he’d just sit there and listen even though he has no clue what im saying. we’d eat lunch together because on this block he doesnt have lunch with will and he knows ill listen to him when he talks shit abt the ppl he doesnt like and i’d b like yea same we r like the same person n laugh and he’d smile and then ask abt what episode im watching on an anime we both like

reyna: no, bc i scribbled something on her paper once bc i thought it’d b funny if she came back to the desks to see squidward on her paper. she came back said what the hell and i was like lol :p and when we had to rate our deskmates she gave me a 4/10 for distracting everyone during work times and generally being annoying to her

thalia: yea, we’d bond over music taste and she’d take me to concerts. she probably gave me weed once and said to be careful with it. she’d act like a big sister to me and i’d cry at her graduation and make her promise to text me

grover: popular girls would call him their bestfriend but bully him behind his back. percy confronted them abt it once and i saw it n went damn im not going to touch that with a ten foot pole bc i think grovers nice plus he helps me in class but also hes percys bestfriend and i do Not want to step between those two

clarisse: we wouldnt be close friends, but i’d definitely get along with her. we’d probably hangout after school and just talk shit abt the ppl we dont like and i’d probably accidentally give her ideas for pranks

will solace: i definitely saw him while he was at a club n went wow hes pretty. i probably even had a little crush on him until one day at lunch when nico mentions his boyfriend will and im like wait a minute. from there on out i tease him and see him as a little brother tho

[1heartfanfics]

Would you be in the mood for a sick bucky? Im in a bad state and would love to fuss over my fave guy. Anything and any pairing would be top, literaly. I just love your writing so so so so much. Hope you have the best day✨

Sorry this took me so long to get to, life’s been crazy lately. Hope you’re doing better anon and I hope you like this one!

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“You alright there?” a voice came from behind Bucky, making him jump, which only increased the pounding of his head and the crawling of his skin. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” the voice spoke again. Bucky turned slowly, struggling to place the voice. Barton. Of course it was Barton. 

“S’okay,” Bucky mumbled, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He felt ready to drop, legs shaking from supporting him. 

“Seriously, are you okay? You’re not looking so good,” Barton said, looking at Bucky with concern. No one but Steve had looked at him that way in a long time, most of the others were still sort of afraid of him he was pretty sure. 

“I, uh-” Bucky started, but his legs gave out before he could decide what to say. 

He reached out clumsily with the metal arm, clutching at the counter to try and stop the fall, even though he knew he was probably going to end up on the ground. 

“Woah, okay,” Clint caught him though, one arm looped under Bucky’s real one, the other braced on his metal shoulder. “Let’s get you sitting down,” he said, pulling Bucky’s arm around his shoulders to give him some stability as he pulled him away from the counter and over to the table. Clint kicked one of the chairs out and helped Bucky sink down into it. 

“Sorry,” Bucky mumbled, out of breath from the 10 steps it had taken to get to the table. His walk to the kitchen from his room had been pretty excruciating. He’d just wanted a glass of water. 

“It’s alright, just tell me what’s going on buddy,” Clint said. 

“Buddy?” Bucky glanced up at Barton, giving him as hard of a look as he could manage. 

“Sorry,” Clint winced, “Dad habit I guess,” he explained, shrugging.

“Right,” Bucky sighed, clearing his throat. “Just not feeling so good I guess,” he answered, staring down at his feet. 

“Yeah I figured, headache I’m guessing? And I think you’ve got a fever,” Clint said, pressing a hand to Bucky’s forehead to confirm what he already knew. 

Bucky recoiled at the touch, skin too sensitive, not to mention that he didn’t let anyone but Steve touch him normally. 

“Sorry,” Barton held his hands up in defense, pulling out a chair next to Bucky’s and sitting down with him. “You probably want Steve huh?” he asked. 

Bucky nodded, staring down at his feet again and fidgeting with his hands. He didn’t know how to do this anymore. His brain was still so hardwired to be this ruthless soldier, which definitely didn’t include getting sick. Steve was the only one who knew how to make him feel normal. 

“Well, he went out with Tony to do some training with the kid, but they should be back soon,” Barton told him. When Bucky looked up at him, that concerned face was staring back at him, genuine. 

“Okay,” Bucky said, feeling tears well in his eyes as a lump formed in his throat, making his voice sound weird. 

“If it’s alright with you, I’d like to sit here with you until Steve gets here,” Clint said cautiously, not wanting to offend Bucky, whom he didn’t really know all that well. 

Bucky chewed his lip nervously, thinking. Truthfully, he didn’t want to be alone. He really didn’t feel well. “Okay,” he answered after a moment of silence, staring down at his feet again. It was easier than looking at Barton. 

“Good. We’ll just sit here then, okay?” Clint said softly. 

Bucky nodded, realizing that there were tears dripping down his cheeks. He felt stupid. Stupid and vulnerable. He wasn’t supposed to be sick at all, let alone cry about it. Weak. 

“Crying doesn’t make you any less of a hero Bucky,” Clint said, as if reading his mind. 

Bucky looked up at him, meeting his eyes for the first time. There it was again, that concern. Genuine concern. He used the sleeve of his good arm to wipe the tears of of his cheeks, nodding at Barton. Bucky even managed to give him a small smile. 

“You want me to tell you about the time that I had to be med evac’d out of a mission? I was totally bawling my eyes out in the jet that time...” Clint started. 

Bucky nodded slightly, smiling in spite of himself and the way he felt. Maybe Steve wasn’t the only one who could make him feel normal after all. Maybe he and Barton could be friends. 

[team-leo-v]

reacting to miraculous ny special

yoooo this opening lit

flower uwu

stop simping marinette dammit

"marquis de-" *shoves screen* LA FAYETTE IM TAKING THIS HORSE BY THE REINS-

lmao but did washington help la fayette back,,, no but i mean

me- i mean us WOW SMOOOOTH

"yOuR fRiEnD??"

stop simping goDS DAM IT

LA FAYETTE HAS A MIRACULOUS????????

young lady i-

??? you have????

keep an eye????

AWESOME FENCING THING

YEEEEEEEEEE ADRIGAMIIIII

CUTE CAT

yes CUTE CAT BEST.

SHOVE OFF PILLOW PET I FOUND A NICE THING

"bUt pArIs-"

CHEESE

"see if theres any supervillains in the house?" pLAGG-

awww nice pound it i love it

poor luka

hes just listening to mari ramble about adrien

LUKANETTE AAAAAAA

so sweet

MIRACULOUS PV UWU

gods dam it:(

aaaaaaa

mari

mari

stop being so awkward

aaaaaaaaaaaa

yEs oKaY

hahhahaha oh my gods

poor other passenger

romantic

thanks maam mendeleiev

best

10

poor gorilla

nice gorilla

he happy now

scary plane

its literaly named plane

the plane is named plane

what

how did i not notice

awww NINALYAAAAAAAA

juleROSE

JULEROSE!!!!!

poor mari

most embarrasing

HSHHSHAHAHHAHSHSHS

CHICKEN

LIL CHICKEN

Operation new york

land of the free????? bish i bet you wont be that free

mari stop

OH NO

OOOOHHHH

supERVILLAINS AND HEROES aaaa

owl

MOM? whos that blonde chick

darna??

wait were in us

youre under arrest

wait im confused

YES MOTHER

okay

poor mr damocles

OOH THE TUNE

oh mY god i love this tune

THE STATUE OF LIBERTY

TOUR BUS

wow superheroes

while their president sucks

wait i mean mr carrot trumpet

yay

we stan black character

lmao awkwaarrddd

nice

some tourists?????

progr-what

wow strik

hey sockbuddies

yay sabrina

fuck off chloe

lmaooooo cesaire dupain cheng bourgeois and raincomprix in the same room??? fuck

who that poor sock puppet

aww fine

awwwwnice

ay ay ay hotdog man

yay hotdog sc3ne

GUITAR LADY

WHOOOO THEY FLOATING

*silently waits for them to fall lmao*

nothing to see just casually floating

sunflower

f r i e n d l y

DOORMAN???

HAHAHHABA MARINETTE CANT WORK AUTOMATIC DOORS

lmao friend like you????

its so stupid it could actually work HDHSHHSHSHSHS

babysitting socks

LA FAYETTE I GO TO FRANCE FOR MORE FUNDS I COME BACK WITH MORE FUNDS

the bATTLE OF YOURKTOWN 1781 MONSIEUR LA FAYETTE

horse

best horse

hamilton

yes my knowledge about the american revolution is from hamilton im sorry

ooh no akooma

oh gods dam it-

poor laf

mY hEaDpHonEs-

hhhhhm

not for personal gain hhhhh

enlatoureiffel???

wHATS hAPPAEninG-

what the f

fuck

fuck

take captive of those who are loved by no one??? fuck gotta hide

OH No

not cannon

oh no,,, magic

SUPERHEROES!!!!

wait cn is here???

wait lb is here??

*gasp* reunion???

what are you doingg here???

why aren't you back in paris??

because of you id-

oh no not the miraculous

oh

aww

it was a last minute decision that's all

oh no ladynoir fight

"and you were right" :(

aaaaaa

oh the special powers nice

but you wouldnt like it

"well i cant trust you anymore can i" OOH NO

fuck

fuck

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

techno ass gods dam it

no no no

oh no

oh no

oh no

oh no

oh no

oh no

i hope this works

i hope

aaaa

i hope

pls

YAY

yay YAY

YAY

YAY

"you disobeyed me" oh no :(

Oh no

bitch wants miraculous

oh no i guess

fuck

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

OH NO

:(

:(. STOP KILLING ME

"its all my fault"

:( adrien no

"please forgive me

No

NONO

WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT

NO

WHAT

THE

FUCK

WHAT

"gilbert??? “ :(

"You're not gilbert!“ OH NO :(

EAGLE KWAMI :(

:(

"you did what???"

"honey???"

"and you failed it" :(

oh no

oh no

oh no

STOP MAKING ME CRY I JUST STOPPED AN HOUR AGO

"he made his choice" :(

Stop making me cry

NO

NO :(

Black WOMAN PRESIDENT???? OKAY THIS IS VERY FAR IN THE FUTURE I GUESS

"release me!!"

oh no

LEERI? LEARY?? HOW TO SPELL

im sticking with leeri idk

oh no

:(

:(

:(

oh no

that's so sad

RUN!!!

"i already lost cat noir i cant lose adrien too"

:( aaawwww

HONEY

ew villen

libération !!

oh no

oh no

oh no

oh no

oh noo

[softyoongiionly]

Fear and Dumplings: Chapter Six

Confronting your fears for a final grade sounds unappealing but, with Yoongi as your partner, things might not be so bad.

Summary: You’re in your final semester at University when your Abnormal Psychology professor assigns you a partnered project surrounding your greatest fears. Lucky for you, your partner just so happens to be a cute boy named Min Yoongi.

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: College Au, Underground Rapper! Yoongi, Soft!!! Yoongi, Fluff!!!, some moderate angst (later), smut (later later),  slow-ish? burn

Word Count: 5.1K

A/N: I’m literally on fire after writing this chapter lol. I hope you like it!😊

Warnings for this Chapter: mentions of fear, anxiety, sadness, some angst aka Jimin is an insecure boy who is unaware that he is literaly heaven on earth, swearing, suggestive situations/concepts, if you squint really hard you can see the beginnings of smut.

Warnings for the Fic: mentions characters confronting their fears, characters in uncomfortable situations, emotional moments between characters, mentions of bad parenting, explicit language throughout the fic, moderate angst, and very explicit smut later in the story.

Chapter 6: Doubt and Shadow Demons

You’re lying on your bed in one of your many baggy t-shirts, smiling like an idiot at your phone. Jimin had sent you screenshots of what he believed to be Yoongi’s twitter. If Jimin wasn’t aiming to be a dancer, you would have suggested a career as a private investigator because,  he could literally find anyone. You hadn’t asked Jimin to go looking for more information on Yoongi but, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t interested. His Twitter was mostly black, no bio and, no location but, the avatar was a picture of Yoongi wearing headphones, his newly blonde hair disheveled as he smiled at the camera. He really had no business being that cute. ‘@agustd93’ was his handle and you furrowed your brows in confusion as you tried to decipher what it could mean.  Yoongi didn’t seem to tweet much, he just retweeted a lot of music equipment accounts however, there were a few scattered tweets here and there that made you laugh.

“Roommates are drunk, again. They can’t hold their alcohol for shit.”

“Update: Drunk Hobi is obsessed with my cheeks and, I swear if he pinches them one more time, I’m going to cut his hands off.”

“Another Update: Joon just started crying after explaining to me that, “we are all just little flowers in the garden of life, trying to find our bees.” What the fuck does that even mean?”

You giggle, shaking your head, your thumb scrolling down to search for more tweets. There were more scattered between retweets of what you assumed to be the latest music equipment as Yoongi quoted some of the them with captions like ‘Dream Studio’ and ‘if only I wasn’t broke.’ You kept scrolling before coming across a tweet that made your stomach flutter.

‘Where? Everywhere.’

Fuck. He tweeted that last night. After you and Yoongi got off the Ferris Wheel, you actually ended up having a pretty decent time. The two of you got dinner at the park and wrote your experiences down in your research journals. Yoongi acted like the conversation on the Ferris Wheel never happened but, he seemed to warm up to you more and more as the night progressed. But still, nothing flirty occurred between the two of you and, Yoongi was very careful not to get too close to you. The whole thing was very confusing, one minute, Yoongi’s admitting that he would kiss you ‘everywhere, if you let him’ and, the next minute he’s treating you like he normally did. This tweet was sent at 11:30 which would have been around the time he got back to his place. Maybe it wasn’t about you, Yoongi seemed to have a habit of being vague and, he easily could have been talking about something else but, none the less, it made your heart skip a beat.

Did you like Yoongi? More importantly, did it matter? You shook your head, trying to rid yourself of your complicated thoughts as you rolled out of bed. Marzipan throws a complaint your way as you walk past her lounging at the end of the mattress. Normally, you would be out at your favorite crepe café gossiping with Jimin over some iced coffee but, Jimin had texted you the night before saying that his showcase rehearsal was running late and he didn’t think he’d get any sleep if he met up with you. You had of course met this with an abundance of understanding as you knew better than anyone how hard Jimin had been working at his showcase routine. So, instead of meeting up with your best friend, you planned on working on your final paper for your International Relations course. You had been working on it all semester and, felt accomplished that for once, you didn’t procrastinate. Green tea was essential for today’s writing session so; you brewed a decent sized pot before, continuing your paper. Marzipan eventually made her way out into your living room, opting to sprawl out on the couch, claiming her space as usual.

After writing for some time, you glance at the clock at the bottom of your laptop and your eyes widen. Shit. You had been writing for 4 hours. How was it possible that much time had passed? You had gotten a lot done, adding an additional 6-7 pages to the giant that was your final paper. Just after leaning back in your chair and stretching your limbs, your phone lights up with a text message.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jungkook): I miss the squad tho.

You giggle at the message, your heart warming as you reply.

BROS 4 LYFE: me too tho :/

BROS 4 LYFE (Taehyung): me 3 tho :/ :/

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): MY BABIES :( i miss u guys.

A hint of sadness plucks at your chest as you read the messages being sent in by your friends. You had made new friends in school and, college had been an overall fun time but, you had to admit that you never stopped missing having all three of your bestfriends in one place. The past four years hadn’t been the same without them and you couldn’t wait til the four of you graduated so, that you could finally have your group back together again. Jungkook had been drafted to play pro ball on a minor league team in your current city and, Taehyung had made the decision earlier in the semester to pursue his masters in art history at the school you and Jimin were currently attending. This meant that in a few short weeks, everything would back to normal for a little while.

BROS 4 LYFE: only a few more weeks my dudes, we got this.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jungkook) stay on that grind squad, college grad hours are about to be open.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): kookie and tae, will you be here for my showcase? It’s two weeks before graduation.

BROS 4 LYFE (Taehyung): duh. We wouldn’t miss it for the world Jiminie.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jungkook): yea we would never miss a chance to see the world’s shortest ballerina.

Your eyes widen as you laugh, already imagining Jimin igniting in fury when he reads the message. His reply comes before you are able to chime in.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): YAH! IM NOT A BALLERINA!

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): I AM A CONTEMPORARY DANCER.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): THE CHAMPION CONTEMPORARY DANCER

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): THREE YEARS RUNNING THANKYOUVERYMUCH

At this point you’re in a full blown laughing fit, shaking your head as your fiery best friend pops off in the chat.

BROS 4 LYFE:  go best friend, that’s my best friend.

BROS 4 LYFE (Taehyung): let the record show that Kookie bought 12 of the limited edition Jimin shirts that your school sold after he won the championships.

BROS 4 LYFE (Jungkook): YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULDN’T TELL

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): >:)

BROS 4 LYFE (Jimin): love u kookie

BROS 4 LYFE (Jungkook): …love u too…

The responses eventually dwindle down and, you decide to hop in the shower to tend to the mop of hair that was growing slightly greasy on your head. Afterwards, you throw on a cozy sweatshirt and your favorite pair of fuzzy pajama shorts and, settle on the couch to watch some Netflix. You hadn’t had a night in to yourself in a long time and, it felt amazing to be able to sit around and, do nothing.  Marzipan made her way up your body before, snuggling up in the free space between you and the edge of the couch. As your fingers absentmindedly stroke her fur, you feel your lids becoming heavier and heavier and, finally, you drift off into a much needed nap.

Needless to say, the nap turned into you passing out around 7:30 and, sleeping through the night until, finally, you awake to the ethereal sound of the never-ending city construction. You grumble as you pull the covers over your head to drown out the noise causing Marzipan, who clearly hadn’t left her spot all night, to flee from the couch.  Checking your phone, you noticed a few messages from your group-chat and a snapchat or two from some of your other friends. After responding to the majority of your missed messages, you drag yourself off of the couch and into the kitchen to make some coffee. The microwave displayed the current time: 7:45am; an unholy time to be awake on a Saturday morning. The coffee was finishing up before a loud knock at your door caused you to jump out of your skin. Who the hell was at your house at 7:45 in the morning? You gingerly made your way to the door, hoping that it was just someone from maintenance. Opening the door, you nearly scream as a tuft of pink hair practically collapses into your arms. It was Jimin and, he was crying.

“Jimin, babe, what’s wrong?” You hold him to you, your eyes wide with concern as you usher him into your apartment.

“I can’t do it y/n, I can’t do anything right.” He cries into your t-shirt, his hands clutching you as if you’re about to slip away.

You rub his back, maneuvering you both onto your couch, Jimin clinging to you all the while.

“Hey, hey, that’s not true at all.” You murmur soothingly. “Jimin, what brought this on? Did something happen?”

Jimin, still crying, nods, as the tears stream down his puffy cheeks.

“I’ve been rehearsing for…for 36 hours…and I ca…can’t….do it…I can’t get it right. I ke…keep messing up. I’m n…not getting it…they’re…they’re going to drop me from the showcase if I can’t do it….they…they will…” At this point, your heart is broken, your usually smiley best friend is completely shattered, sobbing, into your arms. You hadn’t seen him like this since he had his first serious breakup sophomore year and, even that couldn’t compare to what you saw before you.

“Shh…minnie…it’s ok, it’s ok, I got you.” You gingerly tilt his swollen face towards yours, your eyes holding an immense amount of emotion as you gaze into his. “Listen to me ok? You can’t rehearse like that, you’re going to burn out and, get hurt. You have to rest. You’ve been practicing non-stop for the entire semester. You could do that routine in your sleep babe. The only reason you probably messed up is because you are exhausting yourself.”

Before you can even finish, Jimin’s eyes well up with tears once again as he shakes his head.

“No…no…you don’t understand…y/n…the coaches came to watch me last night and, I fell…I fell and they…they said that they were disappointed with my progress…and that I need to do better…so…I had to stay to re…rehearse…cause I failed. I failed y/n, I failed.” Jimin bursts into another fit of sobs as he clutches you tighter and, you actually have to hold back the tears that are pricking the corners of your own eyes.

“Dancers fall all the time Jiminie, it’s ok, you had been rehearsing all day. Every free moment you have, you spend in the studio practicing. I know it must have been so hard to fall in front of your coaches but, hey,” You tilt his face to you once more before he can hide away in your arm again. “You are Park fucking Jimin. You are the youngest collegiate dancer to win the national showcase and, the ONLY dancer to win it three years in a row. Dancing is like breathing to you. Audiences are mesmerized as soon as you step on the stage. You did not fail. You are exhausted. You can’t work yourself like this or, there won’t be a Park Jimin to win the showcase four years in a row.” As your words tumble out of your mouth, Jimin begins to calm down, still sniffling lightly, he hugs you again, his normally sparkling eyes, heavy with exhaustion.

“I’m so scared…y/n…there’s so much pressure and, I don’t think I’ll be able to bear it if I disappoint anyone.” You place a chaste kiss to the top of his bubblegum hair as you nod.

“It’s ok to be afraid, this is something you really want and, when we really want something, the thought of failing can be crippling but, you have worked so unbelievably hard.  No one deserves this more than you do. Try and have a little faith in yourself ok? There is nothing you can’t achieve. You have something so magical within you.  Working hard is good but, everyone has their limit and, if you keep pushing yourself like this, you won’t be healthy enough to achieve all of the amazing things I know you are capable of.” Your voice has dropped to an even lower volume as you continue rubbing Jimin’s back. He is looking up at you with intense focus but, you can tell he is on the verge of crashing.

“You promise? You promise you believe I can do this?” He whispers and, your heart shatters in pieces that someone whom you care so deeply for, is in so much pain.

“I don’t just believe Jimin, I know.” You whisper back before jerking your head to the other end of the couch. “Can you please try and sleep for me? When you wake up, we can go somewhere, or we can stay in,its up to you. Just try and rest of a while.” At your request, Jimin lets out a yawn, his lips pressing to your shoulder once more before he flops back onto the couch, still sniffling lightly.

You help him out of his shoes and his coat before grabbing a blanket and, literally tucking him in.

“Thank you y/n.” Jimin whispers, practically half asleep, his hand holding yours lightly.

“You don’t have to thank me, that’s what best friends are for. I’ve cried on your couch a few times too, remember.” You smile fondly as Jimin lets out a twinkling giggle, happy to see that he’s feeling somewhat better.

“I love you.” He whispers, his eyes beginning to shut.

You squeeze his hand lightly before replying.

“I love you too Jimin.”

Jimin drifts off a few moments later, his light snores filling your living room. Your heart feels achy as you reply the last few moments over in your head. You knew your words wouldn’t be enough to completely take away Jimin’s uncertainty but, you were so grateful that he came to you instead of suffering in silence. Jimin had a history of feeling this way right before a showcase. He had done something similar to this your freshman year before, winning and subsequently making history. It absolutely devastated you to see him hurting but, you meant everything you said. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that Jimin was going to go far in life; you just hoped one day, he could see it for himself.

—————————————————————————————————-

“The dark and the ocean….I think maybe it’s time that we start tackling our fears one by one, what do you think?” You look over at Yoongi, who nods from behind his phone.

“Yeah, I think so too. I don’t know how we’d combine the dark and the ocean anyway.” His voice was slightly scratchier than normal but, when you had asked if he was sick, he told you that he had lost his voice at a concert he went to the night prior. For whatever reason, you didn’t believe him but, rather than prying, you opted to enjoy the sound of Yoongi’s raspy voice becoming even raspier.

“If we did, it would be terrifying and, I would probably die.” You state bluntly, causing Yoongi to scoff in disbelief, shaking his head at you.

“You’re so dramatic.” He chastises, smirking lightly, tapping away at his phone. You shrug, not bothering to disagree with him as you doodle on the corner of your paper. “Are you comfortable confronting this fear directly? I don’t know how you would imagine it, unless, you just imagine yourself in a dark room.”

The shudder that passes through your body was completely involuntary and, Yoongi notices it.

“You don’t have to, we can think of something else.” He assures, his almond shaped eyes, wrinkled slightly in concern. You shook your head insistently, putting on a brave face.

“No, its ok…I can do it. I won’t be alone so, it will be a little easier.” You force smile onto your mouth but, Yoongi isn’t buying it. Thankfully, he decides to accept your statement anyway.

“Does tonight work for you? I have a free Tuesday for once so, I figured we could do yours today and mine on Thursday.” Yoongi’s suggests, his demeanor returning to normal. You nod, leaning back in your chair, attempting to look casual but, your heart jumped slightly in your chest.

“Yeah, that’s fine, what time?” You needed to know how much time you had to straighten up because, you definitely left dirty dishes in the sink and, you were quite certain that you dropped a pair or two of clean underwear whilst running late this morning.

“Well, it doesn’t get dark until 7:30-8 so, maybe around then?” Yoongi cocks his head slightly, his eyes sleepy as usual. You had never had such a strong urge to tuck someone into bed and, kiss their forehead until you met Min Yoongi. That boy needs more sleep.

“I’m good with that yeah. Are we eating together or do you want to eat before you come?”

“I’ll bring something, I have a lot to make up for since somebody, decided to buy our tickets last week.” He gives you a pointed look, disapproval gracing his features. You laugh, shrugging shamelessly, looking up at him.

“I guess you better bring something good then.” You insist, smiling, nudging his desk with your foot.

————————————————————————————————–

It was that very conversation that led you to where you were now:  belly full of That’s Amore’s pasta, apartment tidied up, and Yoongi glancing over at you curiously.

“What?” You giggle lightly, confused at his intense gaze before, he nods over to you.

“Why are you afraid of the dark?” He murmurs, his tone cautious but curious.

You bite your lip, as you feel your body grow slightly uncomfortable. Meeting Yoongi’s gaze, you attempt to sound as brave as possible before, answering his question.

“I…used to have really bad nightmares as a kid. I had them every night for almost two years.” You admit, your eyes moving to stare at the couch instead of continuing to look at Yoongi. “My parents finally took me to a doctor and they told them that I would eventually just grow out of it. They gave me something to help me sleep through the night and, over time, the dreams finally stopped but, I slept with my light on until I was like 14.” You giggle, trying to lighten the mood, not really enjoying the serious tone of the conversation.

Yoongi nods, regarding you earnestly from the other end of the couch.

“I’m sorry.” He says softly and, you can tell that he means it. You smile over at him, brushing it off.

“No, its ok, it happened a long time ago. I’m just still not a huge fan of the dark.” You explain, finally meeting his gaze again.

“You don’t have to do this, you can just keep talking about it…I don’t want you to feel afraid.” He insists, his tone firm and certain.

You nod, your smile growing more genuine.

“I can do it. I think it will be good for me and, like I said, I won’t be alone so, I don’t think it will be too bad.” You’re lying. The dark terrified you but, logically, you understood that there was nothing dangerous about it. You know you can do this.

Yoongi nods but, you can tell that he’s uneasy, his movements cautious and hesitant as he looks around your apartment.

“Ok, do you want to start slow? We could just turn off the lights first; the streetlights shouldn’t make it too dark.” He assures you, nodding toward the window but, you shake your head at his suggestion.

“No, I think it’s better if we just do everything now. I think prolonging it will just make me more nervous.” Your voice is growing smaller and, once you catch that, you sit up straighter.  As if, sitting up straighter would lessen the fear you felt. “Let’s do this.”

Yoongi nods and the two of you move to start closing the curtains and turning off the few lamps that you have on in your apartment. You both stand on opposite ends of your living room as Yoongi’s hand hovers over the main light.

“Are you ready?” He calls softly, his face littered with concern.

You nod, smiling tightly, bracing yourself for the darkness.

“You have to protect me if a shadow demon tries to eat me!” You insist, giggling, trying to lessen the tension as Yoongi rolls his eyes.

“There’s no such thing as shadow demons.” He counters, smirking before, he nods anyway. “But, yeah, I guess I’ll protect you if that happens.”

Your heart is picking up its pace in your chest as you attempt to pull a deep breath from your nose.

Yoongi looks at you pointedly and, before another question can pass his lips, you nod to the light.

“Go ahead. I’m good.” You assure him, putting on the bravest voice you can find.

There’s a click and then, darkness envelops your apartment. You could never have imagined that your apartment could get to this level of darkness. The room was pitch black, you held your hand out in front of your face and you saw nothing but a faint blob.

“Are you ok?” Yoongi calls softly from the other end of the room.

Another shaky breath passes your lips as you attempt to calm yourself.

“Yeah, I’m good. I’m ok.” You assure him but, even you could tell that your tone wasn’t convincing. There’s a shuffling on the other end of the room that causes you to jump out of your skin. “What was that?”

“It’s just me; I’m trying to find my way to the couch.” Yoongi’s voice calms you and, you curse yourself for being so obviously afraid.

“Yeah, I should probably do that too. I don’t want to just stand here…vulnerable…where literally anything can attack me if it wanted to.” You muse casually and, this causes Yoongi to finally break out in his rickety laughter.

“Nothing is going to attack you, just come here and, be careful not to trip over anything. That’s the only real danger you need to worry about.” Yoongi’s voice is practically a whisper and, you use it to guide yourself to your sofa. You finally feel the familiar fabric and make your way around the arm of the couch before, tucking your body into one of the cushions. The heartbeat in your chest hasn’t lessened its pounding but, you feel slightly better that you’re not doing this alone.

“I made it.” You whisper but, Yoongi could already feel you sit down at the opposite end of the couch.

“How are you feeling?” Yoongi whispers back to you and, you feel yourself relaxing slightly at the sound of his voice. He really should be doing ASMR in his free time. Your mouth opens to lie again but, you end up sighing in defeat.

“I’m scared.” It’s the first time either of you have uttered this phrase since beginning your project and, you grow uneasy as you wait for his response.

“That’s ok.” He assures and then he falls silent for a moment. “I know it’s difficult for you. We can stop whenever you want.”

“I’m ok right now; my eyes are starting to adjust.”

Another moment of silence passes between the two of you and, you feel a familiar thickness in the air that seems to occur a lot when you and Yoongi are alone. You close your eyes for a moment, stifling your desire to mention it to him. He had made it very clear on the Ferris Wheel that he wasn’t interested in being with you that way… ‘right now.’

“You can…move closer to me, if you need to. I’m not sure if that will help but, you can try. I don’t mind.” Yoongi whispers and, his offer catches you completely off guard. Should you move closer to him?

Silently, you scoot your body down the length of the couch until you feel your shins meet Yoongi’s feet. He must have been sitting cross-legged on the couch and, now that you’re closer to him, you can make out his posture. He’s sitting with his legs crossed, his body turned to face the direction you were sitting, while his hands rested in his lap.

“Thank you.” You whisper, and you can sort of make out the faint smile ( :] ) on his lips.

“Is it any better?”

“Yeah, it is, actually, thanks.” You repeat your gratitude and you finally start to feel the anxiety subsiding from your chest. Yoongi was warm and, he smelt like berries and the ocean? An odd yet tantalizing combination that, in all honesty, made your stomach tighten. His hands are adorned with a few rings and your eyes squint in curiosity as you try to make out what they look like; regretting that you hadn’t checked them out when the lights were on.

“What are you trying to look at?” Yoongi’s whisper causes you to smile as  you realize that his eyes were also adjusted to the darkness and, he was probably wondering why you were staring intently at his lap.

“Your rings.” You giggle, your head jerking their direction. At your answer, Yoongi’s fingers flutter lightly in response, his head turning down to look at them.

“Oh, yeah, I don’t wear these a lot but, my roommate Namjoon got them for me and, started giving me shit for not liking them. So, I made a point to wear them more.” He explains his tone one of fondness and annoyance. Another laugh passes your lips as you nod in understanding.

“They look nice. Namjoon has good taste.” You compliment, feeling far more comfortable.

“Yeah, he’s alright, I guess.” Yoongi jests but, you know he doesn’t mean what he says, always hiding behind a snarky comment. Before you can speak again, Yoongi holds one of his hands out to you. “You can look at them if you want.”

Your heart stalls a moment as you look at Yoongi’s out stretched hand. The hand that had been on your own lap comes up to bring Yoongi’s closer to your view. The rings were actually beautiful and, you were thankful that the tiniest amount of light had escaped through the curtains so you could properly see them. There were four of them each covered in silver, the engravings depicting the four elements: Earth, fire, water, and air. You smile as your fingers gently examine Yoongi’s rings (hand). His hands were one of your favorite things about him. They were nearly double the size of your own, blue and green veins pushed slightly against the surface, fingernails bitten out of what you could assume as nervousness.  There is a light increase in your heart rate as you continue to examine Yoongi’s hand and, if he had noticed that you stopped looking at his rings, he wasn’t showing it. You tilt his hand up so, its perpendicular to your own, your fingertips only reaching the middle of his fingers, as you place your palm against his hand.

“Your hand is small.” Yoongi whispers but, this time, you detect a different tone from him that you can’t say you’ve ever heard before.

A small smile graces your mouth as you nod.

“Against yours it is.” The whisper that leaves your lips is almost in audible, your eyes find Yoongi’s and, you find him staring back at you, the faint streetlight illuminating his face. The two of you stare at each other as you feel Yoongi’s fingers lace with your own. Your heart beats wildly in your chest as you lick your lips in attempt to compensate for the dryness in your mouth. Without warning, the two of you are leaning towards each other, your shaky breathing intertwining momentarily before, your lips press together. Yoongi audibly lets out a sigh of what literally sounds like relief as he mold his lips against yours. You rise up on your knees lightly, in an attempt to get closer to him, your free hand coming up to gently touch his face. The butterflies that had been taunting you for the past month erupt in your stomach, your heart racketing against your sternum. Yoongi’s hand that was interlaced with yours slips out of your grip and, settles on your waist instead, pulling you into his body. Your lips are beginning to move against one another and, you actually feel Yoongi’s heartbeat rattling against your hand. The thought of you having that effect on him, makes you clench between your thighs. Your body moves to make its way into his lap but, before you make it there, Yoongi is slowly pulling away. He seems reluctant to stop, his swollen lips still pecking against yours as he presses his forehead to your own.

“I don’t want to stop but, I think…”His breathing is too ragged for him to speak properly, and you press your lips to his cheek in an attempt to sooth him, even though, your breathing is just as bad. “We….should slow down….”

You nod in agreement but, relish in the fact that Yoongi is still holding you close to him, your body leaning into his chest.

“You’re right.” You whisper in return, your breath just as shaky as Yoongi maneuvers you so, that you’re tucked into the side of his body. Your hand rests on his chest and you smile as you feel his heart pummeling against the palm of your hand. The two of you lay there for a moment in complete silence, Yoongi’s fingers play with your own  as you wait for the other to say something.

Surprisingly enough, it’s Yoongi who breaks the silence, his raspy whisper penetrating the darkness around you.

“Are you still scared?” He whispers softly, his eyes finding yours.

You look up towards him, a soft smile on your lips.

“No.”

Yoongi smiles back at you and, you can’t help but notice how shy he’s being, his eyes softer than you have ever seen before.

“Good.”

Maybe, the dark wasn’t so bad after all.

[its-my-mental-breakdown]

sorry tumblr have another rant (tw ig: panicking over thinking mental heathissues)

ok so my day was shit i have bulimia being i eat and i throwit back up, i have depression adn anxiety adhd and rmd. im messed up add thoe to the fact that people have literaly used me to gain something i tend to worry and think the worst is gonna happen and here is how i fucked up everything do and the reason i fucking wish i didnt exist. i have a date mate. yea i betyour thinking yea we know we see you posting about them. but im always scared im gonna lose them that im gonna annoy them that im gonna make them hate me for someting ive done bc i cant have good things bc if i hav a good thing i tend to fuck that up real fast. so aas i was saying my day was shit. some one stole  pin off my bag i baught my self, i gained a new fear of driving yay, i failed a class i need to pass my grades are slipping down, i wa cared the fuc out of by a tall person walking behind me and just staying there and no moving along with a loud lunch room, i was sittin in my seat in 4th block and my math teacher screamed right beside me the word FIVE 3 times in a fucking row, i was told being me, aka part of the lgbtq+ community was a disease andthat i would spread it everywhere, and the people who said it when i got off the bus the people who said that said this is my favorate stop because the gay germs get off and cant spread HER disease. so yea i feel like shit and  i was trying not to panic but failed so i paniced alot bc i ove rthink thing alot and i kept thinking overna ove rthat my date mate hated em and that i dont think that they love me bc i annoy them and im gonna do something to make them hate me and there gonna leave me so yea. i cant stop crying shaking and wishing i didnt panic so bad, i was singing to calm down bc i tend to ing when im scared or panicked. well they muted them selves and left the vc on a chat so i panicked thking that i wa the cause bc thats what i do so yea. then i started to really panic and over think and worry and i muted my self and said im having an attack and they left so i thought that i fucked up even more so now im worrying mroe than anythig that they hate me bc i thougth that i caused them the leave the vc and on top of all that shit im super stressed and scared as it is bc i fucking care so much about them i really love them i would do anyting for them they treat me like im a human being not a slave not some one that can be used then thrown away adn i dont thinki can stand to lose them. -adrien/nova i hate my self

[corporate-funded-selfshipping]

you and an f/o of choice for that ship meme?? :3 - dreamy-skies-station

@dreamy-skies-station​ Since I already answered that one I’g gonna do all of the “SFW selfship asks” :D (with Dan of course) 

Im putting it under a cut because this got really long!

1. Who talks more?Depends on my mood tbh, most of the time I don’t really talk that much but when I’m over-sharing or infodumping about things I love I talk SO MUCH dhgfdhgfd.

2. Who made the first move?Dan, he just couldn’t watch my naïve pining anymore dgfhdfghd

3. The favorite physical attribute of your partner?His eyes! They’re just this really amazing icy blue and sdhfghgfhds I!!! LOV!!!! HIM!!! 

4. What’s your favorite personality trait they have?I love how caring he can be, like he makes himself outto be a cold tool who only does bad things but in reality he cares about ppl, especially hisf family and that’s just...so cute and pure

5. What’s your partner’s favorite physical attribute you have?My hands, he thinks they’re really delicate and cute. I don’t really agree but I appreciate it a lot!!! 

6. What’s their favorite personality trait you have?My humour, that I can make light of pretty much anything that happens to me and probably also turn it into a meme dhghfdfh

7. Who’s more likely to cry during a sad movie?ME!!!! Even when I know how it ends I crie :’D

8. Do you like cooking for your partner or vice verse?We both love to cook! Most of the time we cook together but it is really nice to surprise the other with their favourite meal!!!!

9. What’s their favorite snack (sweet or salty)?I think he likes salty snacks like pretzels or crackers

10. What bad habit do they have (that you can’t stand)?Getting into dangerous situations tbh I don’t wanna worry so much about him :’D

12. One thing they’d consider your bad habit?Being very messy, I never clean up and my room tends to look like a hot mess dhfdfjdf

13. How much time do you spend together?All we can when Dan’s not working or when I’m not sleeping ( Ican literaly sleep for 14 hours)

14. How long have you been together?1 year! Hoping for a lot more to come :D

15. How long did it take before you moved in together (if you live together)?About half a year? Probably around that

16. How was your first kiss and who’s the better kisser?It was v....soft..and good... Also Dan is obviously the better kisser, he’s far more confident and has lots of experience 

17. Favorite way to cuddle and relax together?In front of the TV with a blanket, some hot cocoa and rain noise in the bg

18. Who said “I love you” first and how’d the person hearing it react?I said it first and Dan was not surprised at all dfhgdgh

19. What’s your favorite kind of music is there’s the same as yours?We both like jazz! And I dont really have a favourote kind of music. If it slaps, it slaps

20. Who’s the more romantic one and how do they show it?Me, probably and I show it with many awkward compliments 24/7 dhfdfdff

[lessbienreyna]

Thank u @queerbpd for tagging me!

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs

A- age: 17 B- birthplace: Stockholm, Sweden C- current time: 6 pm D- drink you had last: a glass of water E- easiest person to talk to: my gf F- favourite song: somewhere only we know by Keane G- grossest memory: oh my god once my dog had diarrhea and an accident happened in the living room and i was already so ill and literaly almost started crying H- horror yes or no? no i hate jump scares oh my god I- in love? yes J- jealous of people? loads of ppl lmao i have bpd K- killed someone? uh no 

L- love at first sight or should I walk past again? idrk what this means but second i guess

M- middle name: i dont have one hah 

N- number of siblings: two sisters but one is only my half sister O- one wish: to be close to my girl P- person I called last: no one lmao Q- question you’re always asked: are u okay R- reason to smile: summer break is so close and ive got lit stuff planned S- song you last sang: no idea tbh im listening to music rn  T- time you woke up: 6:30 am kms U- underwear color: white V- vacation: paris oh my god W- worst habit: loosing this o ne person X- x-rays: dont have one Y- your favourite food: sushi or noodles w wok oR fries and fries only Z- zodiac sign: scorpio

Kay, here we go. I tag @lo-o-ovely, @thatwassomedepression, @slitheringupmybpd, @analienboi, @annarsvorejagintejag, @narcissisticspice, @fickle-bpd @avpdkicking, @mercready @nuclearjazzhands, @emotionsundercontrol, @otterlyborderline, @yesbpdbitch, @cherrywinebpd @bpdhoneyviews, @borderlineprincex, @alarmfire, @open-bipolar-mind, @morluyarasa, @secret-tacos

NO PRESSURE TO FOLLOW THROUGH!!! ALSO SORRY IF YOUVE ALREADY BEEN TAGGED <3

[unrrrreliable]

08.06.2021

so much stuff happened

i dont even know where to start lol. actually ive wanted to come on here a few times but i didnt know the password but oh well.

so to summarize all the stuff thats been happening/has happened this past 8 months: 1- school, no friends (in my class), same shit. 2- my dad got drunk on february 5th and got stuck in the fucking park at like 23.00 and my brother and i had to call security to open the gate and then we also had to call the police and the ambulance because he was too drunk and aggressive. and 3- i had this fucking piano competition on march 21st, got the 1 prize which was reaaallly wide as in a lot of people, even those who didnt really deserve it, got it. basically it was really fucking stressfull since i was practicing the wrong way, didnt make huge progress, wanted to stop and cried a lot. but hey its been a month (the 2nd and last part was on may 8th and it went pretty bad because i got like 5th prize. i know i competed against ppl who are in university but i still couldve done better and anyone who comforted me knows that. i also went to the therapist a few times. is it helping? well i cant say that it isnt, but yk. at least its someone i can talk to. 

right now i still have to practice for my piano exam which will be on june 24th. its going fine ig, although i didnt study properly for like a month. thank fuck tests are done bc i seriously couldnt do any more of that shit istg. 

to be fair whats worst in this precise moment is my school situation,. not academic, but social. so as you know, i havent reallyyy tried to be part of the boy group in my class, as in i dont really talk to them, mostly because i just have no idea of what to say to start a conversation so it gets really akward. but today my mom came into my room asking me if there was a cena di classe today and ofc i said no bc no one had invited me. but then i remembered that yesterday a few ppl were organizing something for today. i think it wasnt only the 4 guys but there also were some girls but im not sure. either was, not trying to be dramatic but that kinda hurt lol. like i know i dont talk a lot in class but what would it cost you to invite me. but whatever. i also cried 30 min ago. it felt good afterwards tbh. but i still kinda feel like shit. its just the fact that this whole school year ive been really fucking lonely. not 0 friend lonely, but generally in class i would be kind of a loner. like i only talked to the two girls who sit behind me and who of course have their own friend group, which they have had since middle scjhool. my middle school friend group basically dismantled since two of theme are in one class and therefeore formed their own group, two others went to another school and another one, which is basically the only one i talk to daily, is in a different school. and honestly we dont go out that much anymore because i stopped writing. i realized that i was the only one who would ever call them so i felt that i was being kinda clingy or maybe i just didnt get the message. anyways, i know that i couldve tried harder and actually get in the group but idk, i just didnt care. obviously it sucked to be alone and i knew why i was and what i had to do in order not to be it anymore, but idk why i just didnt try enough. so yeah this school year sucked ass. at least im changing classes next year. 

one of the reasons why i didnt really bond w them is that were just different people who have different tastes and interests. they talk a lot about video games and football, which i have no understanding of. generally every interaction i have with them is really akward. but still i feel like and know that i couldve tried harder. what sucked is that all my friends are in other classses and formed their own friend groups and are just moving on yk? it kinda tore apart the friend group but im happy for them. meanwhile i was stuck in that class. not many friends tbh, never went out and still never go out. wow nice im crying again. 

tbh what really sucked was going home at lunch or after school alone and seeing wveryone with their own friend groups. and yes again, i know that i could have waited for them or just tried to conversate with them, but whenever i waited for them or tried to catch up they just walked faster (not on purpose) but it was impossible to even squeeze myself in so i was just like whatever. also what really sucks is that they (plus another guy who literally is always hanging out with his girlfriend) are the only guys in my class. and i cant only hang out with girls cause yk.

i also miserably attempted to form a group which consisted of me g g v and v. it failed because g and g started getting all bitchy and viscious and i was like ok then fuck off. plus theyre always w their boy/girlfriend, and v is always w g. and i literaly have never even had a conversation with v. 

but im so glad m exists. shes one of my best friends. i really like being around her, talking to her, i like the way she just lives life and is up to anything. also she’s always there. i just love her so much. not in a romantic way though. i also really like f but she hangs out with her boyfriend every satuday, which was the day we used to hang out. i still love talking to her and being with her. those are basically roughly the only two people i hang out with. like i cant really think of anyone else except for my old middle school friend group with which the last time we all hung up was in march. 3 months ago. i hung out w a, in the middle of april i think. but that was it. so of course we dont hang out regularly. also, i havent gone out for the entirety of may, which again i know is my fault, like i couldve asked anyone in my class. the boys dont really go out tho, bc i know e only hangs out w his out-of-our-class friends. and tbh i feel like if the 4 of them went out he would invite me (questionable?). but idk. but again, i really like hanging out w her, acc we went to milan on friday. it was really nice. we both enjoyed it a lot. theres still something i wanna say about her but my mom is calling me so i have to wipe out my tears haha

see ya