#im my head thoguhts

[artistic-dead-dreams]

In my head Jayce is the Twink, Viktor is the otter, and Mel is in the middle of them being her perfect gorgeous self all gold and glittery...hummauhuammanyaumamaa yumanaha....

And they all hold hands and kiss each other romantically because I hate sluts.

[rubbership]

so fucking sick of everybody on this website having untreated OCD and catholic ideals. everybody shut the fuck up forever. im so fucking sick of it.

[wlfb0ygrl]

whyddid a jack conte song have to get stuckin my head in the middle of class .im in excruciating pain

[wheeboo]

RANIAAA MY LOVELY HRU😍😍

this is such a random thought but i had this idea in my head of superman!mingyu who’s just a gentle giant in a big muscular body🥺🥺 an adorable coworker at a newspaper outlet that fights crime

clark kent superman mingyu... IM GONNA RIP MY HAIR OUT RACHEL UR PUTTING THOGUHTS IN MY HEAD !!!!

no cuz ik mingyu would be the type to apologize for his superhuman strength after punching the bad guy 😭😭 like my dude is just always underestimates his powers ITS SO CUTE AND ENDEARING NGL 😭😭

anyway here's a long ass headcanon cuz they gave me SO MUCH BRAINROT LMAOOA

superman!mingyu who looks so DASHING in his suit and he always likes to wave to the pedastrians when he's flying and watching over the city

superman!mingyu who besides using his powers to fight crime he's always called to help save some kitty who got stranded in a tree, his red cape flowing so elegantly behind him as he floats down to the ground, cradling the little one in his arms :((

superman!mingyu who while patrolling sees some thug snatch a person's purse, making him throw away the doughnut he was eating and flying off after the thug. he manages to retrieve the purse back and returns it to back to the owner... to you hehe. his heart may have done a lil leap once you gave him a thankful smile

superman!mingyu who struggles to keep his heroic identity at bay, thankful for the pair of glasses that he wears to blend into the normal commotion of society. he's almost been caught one too many times, and there's even a lil dent in the elevator from his hands at the daily planet

superman!mingyu who finds out you work as an A-list journalist at the daily planet. tries his best to be so friendly and charming around you--gives you coffee in the mornings, opens the doors for you, offers you a shoulder whenever you're stressed. just doesn't help that he's called into action at the worst times possible, but this doesn't seem to sever your little connection together :')

superman!mingyu who asks to treat you after a stressful day at work, and even offers to walk you home, lamely using the reason, "well what if someone comes up and snatches your purse? I'll be there to save you!" and lowkey regrets saying that afterwards thinking he gave himself away HAHAH

superman!mingyu who almost impulsively confesses his feelings for you at your doorstep, but just has to be interrupted and called into action. has to contemplate for a moment, before promising that he'll explain everything soon and rushes off

superman!mingyu who secretly hovers near you when you're walking home at night to make sure you're safe :(( and subtly guides you away from any potential danger

superman!mingyu who thinks he's just so good at hiding his identity, thinking that you don't notice the way he looks a bit disheveled when showing up to work or the way he even wore his glasses upside down one time... but you're very observant, more than he thinks

superman!mingyu who finally gathers the courage to ask you out on a real date, suggesting a quiet dinner at a restaurant he knows you like. he's determined to spend the evening with you as mingyu, but he feels the urge to just tell you everything because he trusts you that much, yet he can't get himself to

superman!mingyu who finds himself stuck in a bit of an argument with you one night at the daily planet as stress had been piling up on you on top of his odd behaviour recently, which you also bring up out of frustration

superman!mingyu who freezes when you claim him to be superman, your words hanging in the air as the two of you stand together at the balcony near the top of the building. even with his continuous denials, the determination in your features is hard to challenge

superman!mingyu who suddenly feels a jolt of panic as he watches you climb onto the railing, your hands gripping the cold metal as you look back at him with a mix of defiance and trust

superman!mingyu who watches in horror as you let go of the railing and lean backward, your body tipping over the edge in slow motion, his heart catching in his throat as he sees you disappear from view

superman!mingyu who wastes no time, his glasses falling to the ground as he rushes to the edge and leaps off after you. his arms wrap around your waist when he finally catches up to you, pulling you close as he slows his descent to the ground

superman!mingyu who can't help but stare at you in pure panic and worry once you reach down the ground, looking over your face for any signs of injury or discomfort. his face softens when he doesn't though

superman!mingyu who tells you please never scare him like that again, and kisses you in that moment, hands trembling as he cups your face gently, silently vowing to protect you for as long as he could <3

[minjiminjii]

Listen, loving Scara isnt just loving him okay? Its a hobby, a lifestyle a motivation in life .Scara.. Oh scara..my heart flutters just thinking about him, I love scara so much every time I hear his voice my tummy gets swirly. He makes me feel so many things I dont even know so I make up words for it, I always feel like im drowining in eyes when i look at his art. The thoguht of him makes my fingers shakey and dont even get me started on his personality. Like yes, please step on my face and tell me you hate me, who needs a lovey dovey person when you have someone who has his burst animation stepping on people. You'd have to be crazy to kill a fatui skirmisher with one hand, not to mention they're almost 2/3 times his size. He's so beautiful and elegant when he beats up people, the way he moves is like the swooshing winds that brush against your face ever so gently. How can you be so breathtaking while stepping and killing people, please explain that. It isnt just his looks too, his lore, his personality, the way he thinks. His emotions are so deep, his skin smooth like porcelain, and his voice..his voice, every tone, every pause, groan, any noise. He could say the most diabolical thing in any language and I would still have to google "how to breathe". He deserves everything, he is the reason why I even play genshin, HE is my motivation, all day everyday I think about this boy. I stay up till 5 am just to admire his presence. He wont get out of my head, his movements are so gentle,so firm, yet ever so swift. His vision fits in him perfectly. I love him so much, he can do anything to me, id let him step on me, call me an idiot, pull my hair, tug my wrist ever so firmly, kiss me, slap my face, he could do what ever he wants to me. I always get so shy talking abt him in real life, he has such a big effect on me and it stabs me in the chest knowing he isnt real. He wont leave my head, he's there even in my dreams. It seems like everything I do I think about him. Oh how i wish I played genshin soonee just to hear his voice for myself in the event he was first seen. I cant help but feel captivated like I've been brainwashed to like him, but even if that were the case I dont care bc I love him so much. Oh kuni, I love you so much. You could show me an image of him for not even a split second and I would recognize it. He makes my life worth living, I just wanna tug on his hair(romantically), pull on his shirt, and do anything he would request. Whoever designed Scaramouche deserves my soul. I cant help but feel weak in the knees when I see him. I love him, Its been him for a long time. The tone of his sweet voice has me gasping for air in every language, hes pretty in every angle. Though I am writing this, one hand is typing and one hand is busy clenching my chest from how much its beating from thinking about him. I love him sooo.. SOOOOO... SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO muuuchhh..He prob has puppet joints, when hes with other people he doesnt need sleep so he pretends to so he doesnt freak them out, prob goes on night walks because its more quiet and less people, aroace, when recommend spicy food he tries to act tuff but his spice tolerance is really low, his best friend is a bird but wont admit it, remembers all the flowers in sumeru, has a hiding spot and a back up one if people find it, willingly helps his classmates in the akademiya but when he realises what hes doing he stops, prob knows whats going on everywhere, hates getting in water, has a pet cat, doesnt like festivals because they are too loud and overwhelming, bad at language arts, good at math, does cat doodles on his homework but erases them before he turns them in, doesnt get pranks, would be the person to listen to wave to earth, watches from afar, prob likes rain, likes hanging out in trees, animals love him and he loves them too but wont admit it, he likes his coffee black with the smallest drop of milk!

[inamagicalhallucination]

who knows when ill finish this artist!atsushixmuse!akutagawa fic but here's the background kunichuuzai in three parts

1.

pathetic wet cat (dazai): so~ whats up???

cat being yelled at (atsushi): wut makes u think somethings up

pathetic wet cat: atsushi kun

cat being yelled at: okay fine

cat being yelled at: u know ur friend? the red head– not oda-san. hte one witht eh hat

pathetic wet cat: typing…

Atsushi waited. The typing… did not go away. He waited more. And yet, Dazai-san was still typing. He sighed, leaving the chat to see if he’d missed a notification from an unknown number. He hadn’t.

He pulled up his chat with Dazai-san again. He was still typing.

cat being yelled at: dazai-san… 

pathetic wet cat: typing…

//

pathetic wet cat: that slug is NOT my friend and i am astonished disgusted and repulsed that u could betray me by suggesting that atsushi kun. why r u even asking? u should keep away fromt he slug. In fact we should get a restraining order before his slug germs infect u. Also his hat is ugly and stupid. And he’s short and weird and you should stay away from short and weird ppl.

cat being yelled at: oh

cat being yelled at: kay?

cat being yelled at: um i just needed a model to draw

pathetic wet cat: and u chose the SLUG?????????????/

cat being yelled at: well it ws the first person i thoguht of!!! I mean i asked someone else but idk if thatll come through so i wanted to have a back up

pathetic wet cat: and u chose the SLUG???????

cat being yelled at: well sure. hes pretty

pathetic wet cat: ATSUSHI

pathetic wet cat: ATSUSHI NO

pathetic wet cat: ATSUSHI HOW COULD U BETRAY ME LIKE THIS. 

pathetic wet cat: MY OWN FELSH AND BLOOD

pathetic wet cat: CALLING THE UGLY DOG PRETTY??? 

pathetic wet cat: I NEED TO TAKE YUO TO A DOCTOR 

pathetic wet cat: I NEED TO TAKE U TO THERAPY pathetic wet cat: typing…

Atsushi sighed. Then he pulled up his chat with Kunikida-san.

dead poets: kunikida-san!!

keating: What is it that you need, Atsushi?

dead poets: u know that red head with the hat??? dazai-san’s not-friend???

keating: Are you referring to Nakahara?

dead poets: i think so!!

keating: What do you need him for?

dead poets: i need a model for an art class!! I have someone else im asking but i wanted to have a back up!!

keating: I see.

keating: If your current model falls through, let me know immediately. I will reach out to Nakahara-san on your behalf.

dead poets: THANK YOU!!

Atsushi then checked back on Dazia-san.

pathetic wet cat: AND I HAVE EXPEIREICNED BETRAYAL BEFORE BUT TO THINK IT CAEM FRMO UYO!!

cat being yelled at: nvrmind dazai-san!!!!

///

2.

Atsushi took a sip of his tea. Maybe Junichiro was right. Maybe he needed to man up and ask Akutagawa out for real, other than holding out the hope that he’d just Know. And give Atsushi a preferably positive response on his own. He took another sip, sighing sadly. 

“I know my tea was perfect,” came a voice, “so whats up with you?”

Atsushi’s head snapped up. Soft red hair, gracefully falling over one shoulder, and brown-blue eyes met his. Atsushi blinked. The man blinked back.

“Na-nakahara-san?” Atsushi ventured. Nakahara-san grinned, pulling the seat across from Atsushi and sitting on it.

“Yeah, that’s me,” he said, “you’re that shitty mackerel's brat, huh?”

“Uh,” Atsushi thought back to if he knew any fish, “I don’t think so?”

“Really?” Now Nakahara looked confused. “Just the other day, that bandage wearing freak bombarded my phone with pictures of your art.”

“Wh-what?” Atsushi paused. Bandage wearing freak? “A-are you by any chance talking about Dazai-san?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.” Another pause. “He showed you my art?”

“Yeah.”

Atsushi felt his face heat up and couldn’t stop the smile spreading. He knew Dazai-san supported him; after all, Dazai-san had shown him nothing else. But still, to hear it like this.

He covered his face with his palms; still, showing his art like that…

Dazai-san was so embarrassing.

“O-oh.”

“So why are you moping around?”

“Oh-oh I wouldn’t wanna bore you.”

“Nah, I’m not bored,” Nakahara-san said. “In fact, Id be more bored if you didn’t say anything.” He looked around the cafe, “it’s a slow day.”

//

3.

“Sometimes,” Kunikida said, “you have to take a chance.”

“I don’t know,” Atsushi mumbled, feeling pathetic. “I tried. It didn’t work.”

“Try again,” Kunikida said. Like it was easy.

“Is it that easy?”

“No,” Kunikida-san replied, fixing his glasses. “It’s hard. Sometimes you don’t know what to say. Sometimes, you say everything you can, but the other person doesn’t know how to reply. Sometimes, it ends up working out but now you’re stuck with two morons who keep on stealing your blanket and shirts and act like they’re going through their third divorce. Except they are not. And you know this because you are currently engaged in a relationship with the two of them. Though you question your sanity and—”

“---uh,” Atsushi interrupted, lost, “what–what?”

Kunikida stopped, suddenly seemingly realizing he was going on a bit of a tangent. A very confusing tangent. He cleared his throat.

“Anyway,” he said, “the point is that’s it’s not easy. But it’s worht it.”

“Even if… he steals my shirts and makes me question my sanity?”

“Surprisingly, yes,” Kunikida replied.

“Um… right.”

“I’m serious,” Kunikida-san said. “It’s hard. Sometimes it’s overwhelming. But it’s worth it. Would it be worth it to you? That’s what you have to ask yourself. Imagine all the mildly annoying, downright infuriating moments. And then ask if it’s worth it.”

“This all feels very negative.”

“Maybe, but it works. Dazai’s a pain in the ass. Sometimes I daydream of throttling him,”

“Um…”

Kunikida continued as if Atsushi hadn’t madea  sound, “but in the end, that bastards mine. And I enjoy that.”

“Uh,”

“And Nakahara’s a real piece of work too. Honestly, I feel my sanity chip away slowly, day by day. But is it worth it? Yes.”

“Um, uh. Okay?”

[mechs-headcanons]

warning there is like one or two mentions of harmful stims and stuff , nothing too detailed just wanted to says something bc idk what to warn for and what not

assigning my stims to the mechs because not one of those fuckers is neurotypical

jonny: jonny in my mind has dermatillomania so im counting the skin picking as a harmful stim because i love projecting ,,, hand flapping as well because i said so

tim: stim or compulsive behavior who knows but tim also counts to four repetitively & counts things in sets of fours,,, he also paces but the fun version where there is joyful skipping involved.

brian: paces but the less fun version thats just powerwalking in a circle. messes with his hair. she sometimes whistles as well.

raphaella: bouncing! wing flapping (with a side of hand flapping to match)!! cracking her knuckles!

ivy: finger tapping,,, tracing the perimeter of objects,,, she picks up vocal stims sometimes, usually a short phrase she hears or just . a noise . i think she may own chewlery because i said so 💥

nastya: shakes her head back and forth ,, shifts her weight from the front of her foot to the back repetitively idk what to call that,,

ashes: opening and closing their lighter over and over, making a clicking noise repettitively, mentally repeats any sentence that has a good rhythm over and over until the next good sentance comes along

toy soldier: it will repeat what people say and sometimes what they do ,, the mechs at first thoguht it was mocking them but noo it just does that sometimes :3

marius: ive so lost my train of thought and cant think of anything rn. will send in another ask when i think of something. sorry marius nation

—everyones favorite anon ever, 🪼

yes,,,, mmmm

[kroosluvr]

Ive been wondering lately, how would have P5 played out if Kasumi had failed to save Sumire. For all the times Sumi says or feels that Kasumi would be able to still succeed at Gymnastics and life through the pain, and wouldnt need as much help as she need...i feel like Kasumi would have been fucking destroyed emotionally.

Would she have really been able to move on more quicly like Sumire felt? Would she end up asking a similar wish as Sumire if she went to Maruki's counseling? Would she become friends with Joker and the Thieves like Sumi did?

You have such a deep understanting of Sumi, im curious to hear your thoughts on the other Yoshizawa

OMFGGG this is such a good concept.... i havent tried to get into kasumi's head that much but off the top of my head:

(under the cut bc its a bit long)

kasumi's love for gymnastics, surface-level, seems to run much deeper than sumire's love for it. i interpret sumire's love for gymnastics as more like "its because i did it with my sister that i really enjoyed/loved it" so since that was the main factor, when kasumi died, sumire drifted away from the sport (also due to traumatic factors but like yeah)

so i think, opposite to sumire, she would throw herself TENFOLD into the sport, and be more grating to herself if she failed: kind of pinning her entire identity on the sport (the way sumire did prior to her death) and basically she invests all of her time into gymnastics, because of the guilt and distress and sadness she feels, maybe if she's at the top-of-the-top, she can figure it out more.

SO LIKE she didn't move on any better than sumire did but she deals with it in an opposite way (in my headcanon)

thinking about it.. i don't think kasumi would wish to become sumire, but maybe she'd allude to something (i.e. i'm trying to become the best gymnast in the world but this guilt and sadness is holding me back) that maruki would take as "oh maybe if u forgot about sumire u'd be better off"

so that's something that's Just As horrific and jarring as literally becoming your dead sister, and it'd lead to like interesting moments like (interview) "so kasumi how are you coping with the loss of your sister" "ah, if you're talking about the loss of my latest competition, i just had a few mistakes with thsi apparatus but i'll be back in tip-top shape for the next one!" optimistic to a fault.. she glazes over anything that doesn't fit Her Reality.... everything goes back to her gymnastics

and i think, because of maruki's "intervention", it works! kasumi suddenly does rocket up to the top in gymnastics! that's something that's absolutely terrifying to kasumi when the delusion breaks: was i really willing to give up the beloved memories of my sister just to get an edge in gymnastics? would i really give it all up? did i really think i'd be better off without her?

it'd def be interesting if she befriended the thieves!!! i think her boisterous sort of personality and her intense, almost overwhelming dedication to her sport...... that confidant w akira seems interesting..... i think, at least, her sudden "switch" in terms of gymnastics prowess would draw media attention (kind of like the opposite of a mental shutdown... goro akechi ON THE CASE///SHOT DEAD)

but no like fr that'd be interesting if goro had a sort of "confidant" with her, trying to get to the bottom of the case abt dr. maruki.....

SORRY IF THSI MAKES NO SENSE I LITESRALLY JUST THOGUHT THIS UP JUST NOW. HEHE THANK U FOR THE ASK!!!

[zapreportsblog]

Request for female reader poly volturi.

Im sorry if this is long but the idea popped into my head and I just need to get it out.

She’s the mate of the three kings. She’s becomes a target from another coven that wants to take down the volturi. They managed to kidnap her and all hell breaks loose the volturi immediately act. She’s held prisoner in the covens hideout but she make an uno reverse on them because she’s has the ability to create and control fire she’s had this ability all her life but kept it. A secret from everyone is hard to control for her and her ability is triggered by emotion. She sorta let the coven take her so she could flambéed them and help her mates in the process even thoguht she’s human and was terrified there was no way she was going to let them use her to take down her lovers.😤 so the place was held prisoner explodes and when the volturi get there the captures are on fire and running for their live only to be finished off by pissed off volturi kings.

Needless to say they are shook when they see the place in flames and her just walking out blue like flame surroingg her like halo and your hung the assholes who tried it. Her mates : reactions:👁️👄👁️

The guard:👁️👄👁️

So the kidnappers are taken care of (killed and finished off since they where already burning)

After they all go back home she has some explaining to do. She’s explains how she always had this ability but was scared of telling them because it’s hard for her to control and it sorta drains her energy which is why she sorta fainted afte setting everything on fire but she did it for them and because she was pissed off. She also didn’t know if she would hurt them but she found out that her powers are also controlled by her Will so if she want to harm her powers would do that of not they don’t. She shows them this by by touching them with her hands having flames but it’s not hurting them which makes her happy because she thought that would be impossible for her to have physical contact with them( hug ,kiss etc) turns out she can do that without worrying.

Hugs and kisses they are just happy she’s safe and proud of her 😊 relieved that their mate is ok but not gonna lie they where so scared of losing her 🥹 some ptsd might have happened poor Marcus would have been sweating if he was human . Shook all of them where after these events.

Sorry if this is long btw😂😅

Not a problem at all, i believe it’s you who’s sending in these long requests but I don’t mind, you’re being detailed which is great :)

↳ target on my back ↲

➘ summary : You should know better than to mess with what belongs to the volturi

➘ aro x reader x caius x marcus, volturi kings x reader, twilight x reader

The ancient halls of the Volturi castle echoed with the weight of history as (y/n) moved gracefully through its grand corridors. She was no ordinary vampire; she was the mate of the three Volturi kings: Aro, Caius, and Marcus. Her beauty was as captivating as her power, and her presence commanded respect from those within the castle's walls.

Today, (y/n) was perusing the extensive library, her fingers tracing the spines of leather-bound volumes. As she immersed herself in the knowledge within, a sense of tranquility settled over her. The bond between her and the Volturi kings was unbreakable, forged through centuries of loyalty and devotion.

However, that very bond also made her a target.

Rumors had been swirling about a rival coven, the Romans, who harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Volturi. They sought to take down the Volturi and establish their dominion over the vampire world. (y/n)'s unique position as the mate of the kings made her a valuable pawn in their dangerous game.

As the sun set and twilight painted the sky, (y/n) felt the presence of the Volturi kings drawing near. Aro, with his piercing crimson eyes and enigmatic smile, approached first.

"(y/n), my dear, I trust the library has provided you with some solace?" Aro's voice held a melodic quality as he spoke.

She smiled, her gaze meeting his. "Indeed, Aro. The knowledge contained within these walls is a treasure."

Caius, with his regal bearing and cold demeanor, joined them. "The Romans have grown bolder, (y/n). We must remain vigilant."

"Agreed," Marcus added, his gaze distant and mournful. "They will stop at nothing to tear down what we have built."

Aro's fingers lightly brushed (y/n)'s arm, his gaze intense. "They are aware of your significance to us, (y/n). You must take extra precautions."

(y/n) nodded, her expression determined. "I understand. I won't underestimate the danger they pose."

Days turned into nights, and (y/n) continued to live under the watchful eyes of the Volturi. She trained rigorously, honing her already formidable abilities to new heights. She knew that the Romans would strike when they perceived weakness, and she was determined not to give them that opportunity.

As she patrolled the castle walls one night, a chilling breeze swept through the air, sending a shiver down her spine. Her instincts kicked in, and she turned to face a group of menacing figures emerging from the shadows.

It was the Romans.

Their leader, a tall and imposing figure, stepped forward. "Ah, (y/n), it seems you've been well-protected by the Volturi."

(y/n) stood her ground, her voice unwavering. "I won't be swayed by your threats."

The Roman leader chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malice. "You underestimate our resolve, (y/n). Your connection to the Volturi is your weakness, and it will be your downfall."

The chilling night air hung heavy with tension as the Volturi gathered in the grand hall of their castle. News had reached them that (y/n), their mate and a crucial member of their coven, had been kidnapped by the Romans. The three kings exchanged grim looks, their expressions mirroring their shared concern.

"We must act swiftly," Aro declared, his voice carrying an edge of urgency. "The Romans have shown their hand, and they will not hesitate to use (y/n) against us."

Caius's eyes glittered with fury. "We will crush them and retrieve our mate."

Marcus, usually reserved, nodded in agreement. "We cannot afford to wait. Let us strike immediately."

As dawn approached, the Volturi assembled their forces and prepared to confront the Romans. Their resolve was unwavering, and the power they wielded was unlike any other in the vampire world.

Meanwhile, (y/n) found herself in a dimly lit chamber, the cold stone walls a stark reminder of her captivity. The Romans had used her own power against her, exploiting her vulnerability to fire by rendering her unconscious. As she slowly regained consciousness, her surroundings came into focus, and her heart raced with a mixture of anger and determination.

It was time to turn the tables.

Summoning her latent power, (y/n) focused her energy, creating a small flame in the palm of her hand. As the fire danced, she concentrated on her surroundings, igniting the edges of the ropes that bound her. The flames spread quickly, and within moments, the ropes were reduced to ashes.

With her hands free, (y/n) stood, her eyes blazing with intensity. She extended her power, flames licking across the walls of her prison. Panic spread through the Roman vampires as they realized the danger they were in. The fire roared to life, illuminating the chamber with an eerie glow.

"(y/n)!" the Roman leader shouted, his voice laced with desperation. "Stop this madness!"

She fixed him with a steely gaze. "You underestimated me. You may have taken me captive, but that’s only because I wanted you to. You may think you can control me, and those around me but I know one thing you can’t control.”

“And that is my power."

As the flames continued to rage, (y/n) moved with confidence, using her fire manipulation to keep the Romans at bay. She fought with a fierce determination, knowing that her ability was her greatest weapon.

Outside, the Volturi arrived at the Roman hideout, their presence like a storm descending upon the coven. The clash of powers and the chaos of battle echoed through the night as the two powerful factions collided.

Inside the chamber, (y/n) felt the familiar energy of the Volturi's arrival. She channeled her fire, creating a pathway through the walls. As the flames surged, she burst through the stone, emerging from the chamber in a blaze of fire and fury.

The Volturi fought with unmatched strength, their combined power a force to be reckoned with. Aro's crimson eyes blazed, Caius's wrath was unleashed, and Marcus's mournful gaze carried a weight of centuries.

Seeing their mate free and fighting alongside them only fueled their determination. The battle raged on, and (y/n) unleashed her fire against the Romans, their defenses crumbling in the face of her power.

In the midst of the chaos, (y/n) stood alongside the Volturi kings, her flames casting an ethereal light. The Romans were defeated, their plot shattered, and the Volturi's legacy remained intact.

And all remaining members were finished off by the kings themselves.

As the last embers of the battle flickered and faded, the Volturi kings and (y/n) stood amidst the aftermath of their victory. The scent of smoke lingered in the air, and the remnants of the Roman coven lay defeated around them. The bond that held the Volturi family together was stronger than ever.

Aro, his eyes alight with curiosity, approached (y/n) as she emerged from the dissipating flames. He regarded her with a mixture of intrigue and wonder. "My dear, I couldn't help but notice the way the flames danced around you. It was as if you were surrounded by a halo of fire."

Caius nodded in agreement, his stern expression giving way to genuine interest. "Indeed, your power over fire is remarkable."

(y/n) met their gazes, her own filled with a mix of emotions. She took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. "I've always had these abilities, even before I became a vampire."

Marcus's voice, usually soft-spoken, held a touch of surprise. "You've had this power all along?"

She nodded, her gaze steady. "Yes, I've been able to create and control fire since I was a child. But I never saw fit to tell anyone. I didn't want my abilities to overshadow my role as your mate."

Aro's smile was genuine, his eyes reflecting a newfound appreciation. "My dear, you needn't have hidden such a remarkable gift. Your power is a testament to your strength and uniqueness."

Caius's lips curved into a rare smile, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness. "You've kept quite the secret, (y/n)."

She smiled back, her heart warming at their reactions. "I wanted to prove my worth through loyalty and action, rather than relying solely on my abilities."

Marcus's gaze held a sense of understanding. "And prove yourself you have."

As the realization sank in, (y/n) felt a weight lift from her shoulders. The Volturi kings accepted her not just for her bond to them, but for who she truly was. Her power was a part of her identity, and it was something she no longer needed to hide.

Aro's voice held a note of excitement. "Your power over fire will only enhance our family's strength. With your abilities, we are an unstoppable force."

Caius nodded, his tone resolute. "We will face any challenges that come our way, together."

Standing amidst the remnants of the battle, the Volturi kings and (y/n) looked to the horizon, their unity unbreakable. The flames that had once been her secret were now a symbol of her strength, their glow illuminating the path forward. As the night gave way to a new day, the legacy of the Volturi burned brighter than ever before.

As the Volturi kings and (y/n) discussed her newfound revelation of fire manipulation, the guards stood in the background, their expressions a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. Among them, Felix couldn't hold back his incredulous thoughts any longer.

His deep voice cut through the moment, and he spoke with a mixture of sarcasm and mock concern. "So, no one's going to talk about the fact that her powers are literal fire? Vampires fear fire, and she can literally burn us to dust and ash if she so feels like it."

A brief, awkward silence fell upon the group. Aro, Caius, and Marcus exchanged glances, their expressions a blend of amusement and understanding. (y/n) looked at them, her lips twitching as she fought to suppress a smile.

Aro finally spoke, his tone light yet carrying an air of assurance. "Felix, my dear guard, you bring up a valid point. However, I believe we can all trust (y/n)'s discretion in how she wields her power."

Caius's dry humor made an appearance as he added, "Indeed, I would prefer not to be turned to ash, should I accidentally upset her."

Marcus's gaze held a hint of mischief. "I suppose that's a mutual sentiment."

Felix blinked, caught off guard by the lack of surprise or panic in their responses. "Oh. Okay, then. I see how it is."

(y/n) couldn't help but chuckle at Felix's reaction. She stepped forward, her tone light. "Don't worry, Felix. I promise not to burn you to ash."

Felix raised an eyebrow, his lips quirking into a half-smile. "Appreciate that, (y/n). It's good to know our safety is a priority."

As the tension eased and laughter echoed through the hall, the Volturi guards and the kings shared a moment of camaraderie. (y/n)'s newfound ability had brought an unexpected twist to their dynamic, but they embraced it with the same unity that defined their coven.

Amidst the laughter and shared understanding, (y/n) felt a sense of belonging stronger than ever. Her fire was no longer a secret, but a source of strength that bound her even closer to the Volturi family. As the night gave way to the dawn, they stood together, ready to face whatever challenges the future might hold, fire and all.

[robotnuts]

heres my bitching post sorry

the main thing i didnt like was how they treated grif's character. he was so angry and i feel like some of his character got leeched out to simmons. for a season that tried to call back so much to the original, that even tried to even out the great destroyer plotline from BGC that didn't make any sense, i wish they handled grif's character with more care. like a red team member manipulating sarge to do what they want is GRIF'S mo, not simmons, and i wish grif had been the one to rally and convince sarge to come help caboose instead of simmons. i feel like the grimmons breakup was the emotional scene that hit the least for me i didnt cry about it i only started crying when the credits rolled, and thats because grif felt pretty ooc for me. which sucks as a grifhead but what can you do

similarly theres kind of a weird abuse apologia thing going on where its like. im fine with how sarge treats grif because it's so clearly like water off a duck's back and grif just manipulates sarge to get his way and rolls his eyes at him and doesnt give a fuck throguhout seasons 1-10, i can take it just as a fictionalized comedy duo that isn't taking itself seriously and grif isn't actually 1:1 like a soldier being abused by his superior irl. and then shisno had the problem of making grif go "actually this really hurts my self esteem and makes me feel bad" and makes you retroactively view their dynamic in a different light. this isnt as bad as shisno, but having sarge say "i was only hard on you because i wanted to push you to be better" made me like :/ because. yknow. if we're taking it seriously, the fact that sarge was "psuhing" grif doesnt make his treatment okay. what makes his treatment okay is that theyre wacky halo man characters and obviosuly there has to be a crazy sargeant character and its not really bothering grif that much. but :/ very minor but i thoguht id mention it

um um um. tex coming back was incredible and made me scream i knew she was gonna come back i was spoiled but i didnt expect how theyd do it. really good. they got me again with the fucking chex at the end of course they did!!!!!!!!

oh right biching. um. what the fuck was going on with wash honestly LMAO like him having his fuckign DID and talkign about his memory issues was completely made for me but his role in this season was so funny and strange WHY DOES HE HAVE A DOC TULPA OH MY GODDDD. like in my ideal world of a final season it absoltuely would have had a more filled out cast and wash and carolina woul dhave been part of the reds and blues the whole time because i want this to be my sitcom where everyone is friends forever but like. I do understand why burnie wanted to take down the cast to sarge/grif/simmons/caboose as the original four founders (rip joel LMAO).

also the stuff with tucker was so scary !!! ahhhHhh why did they send him to time prison for 10 years AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! SCARY!!!!!!!!!!!

idk ill also update this post with stuff that i loved it was really funny and i did like it overall, i need to watch it again i was tipsy/drunk for most of it and also talking about it irl so i missed some bits that my friends went crazy for and i need to watch the commentary. its not all bitching thats just waht sticks in my mind easier. god that campfire scene with the barenaked ladies song i was CRYINGGGG. it obviously felt short/rushed or whatever but like. ugh. its just a potential possible future anyways you guys KNOW in my head all the reds and blues are together on chorus forever and ever always doing their bits. i really am just glad we got more of it to watch together and got to get on burnie's wild ride one last time. thank you

[joculatrixster]

HOLY SHIT YOU'RE INTO SLAY THE PRINCESS... idk if this was asked already it's been so long cough but who are your favorite Voices, Vessels and endings of this game? Tell me all about what you love about them and the game in general.

i llove the game! been following it since the first demo actually!! i have been a fan of tma for a while so when i saw Jonathan Sim was the narrator i was intrigued, i watched manlynaasshero(shout out, also got m into the purrfect games which fun fact i had the top blog for until i delted it) play the demos but played it for real w the pristine cut, i did a full playthrough w a friend w multiple endings and alt routes but i havent done everything yet since ive been busy w other games-

ok so my favorites lets seee...

i definitely have a big paraniod, sceptic, and cold bias, they r just sooooo like oh my god im squishing them and wringing them out like rags.

paraniod bc the nightmare was my kinda "the real slay the princess starts here" ending allll the way back in the demo, the fucking heart liver lunges thing? i did it on beat the entire playthrough w my friend, i thoguht and still think its such a banger addition to what could be a one note character showing how hes Preservation Instincts not just Paranioa, he stemms from a defense mechanism like all the others and is always the one in our corner even if he doesnt rlly Want To do All that

sceptic bc hes just kinda? fucking cool? his name makes u think of the paraniod or chested, u think he just questions everything or maybe is a bit snarky but actually hes more like that toxic older brother who does whats "best for u" even if it hurts u??? like he refuses to accept their happy ending, one of the few voices who goes AGAINST Preservation simply bc he doesnt fuck w the idea of being a puppet but also lacks the real wish to cause harm like the stubborn or the oppertunist(who i would argue PREFERS endings where harm is caused bc it makes him feel more in control a la the dragon but thats for another day) hes literally just selfishness in its truest form he does whats best for LQ but not whats right for him.

cold is si damn cool. hes the most hesrtless route but he votes to save LQ, he follows the narrators whims to the letter but he chooses the option thats the most interesting even if it goes agisnt what anyone else wanted, hes lowkey suidical but only out of bordem?? he also goes against the best intrest but what even Is His Intrest? ud think a voice born from a cold hearted slaughter like him would be well...cold hearted? but hes lowkey not? hes muted, sure, and pretry monotone but he does things not due to cold hard logic nor due to what is objectively the best for LQ but bc of personal intrest or disinterest w the actions others take. him and the smitten r in my head like kinda opposite forces of burning passion and extinguished empathy but both of them do what they want and not what LQ needs???? sceptic is selfish but he at least puts LQ first even if in doing so he seizes LQ's autonamy, cold just does what brings the most new experiences which again is Crazy from the guy born of monotone motions but also makes complete sense

contriarian too tbh is another big one but thats bc its so charming that he could be there for the ending just. randomly, yhere, and me and my friend got the stranger first bc they r a bastard like that soo our "true" princess was her and her 5(i counted!) headed glory. he even stood up for us for the bit when everyone else wanted to stab us, what a stand up guy lol

favorite vessel is the sprit hands down, she is the cloest one to understanding the LQ and i had a viseral reaction of crindgw and discomfort playing through the princess and the dragon(can u tell its my favorite route yet?) seeing her perspective and seeing how she is willing to literally forgive her killer of she just gets a taste of the freedom denied to her in life(and he kills her, and she is just. how should she feel? tried? hurt? angry? she forgives him, bc what else can she even do?)

dude i fucking loooove meta narrstives and warped characters in eldritch places, this was a specifc list of niche narrative intrests that all came together to make the PERFECT game exploring the themes of the narrative! the only issue is im so fucked i cant even make any games like this anymore bc it just will never be stp...never ever...the art the music the writing all 100/10 literally changed my brain chemistry its so fantastic!!! every voice every vessel every dialouge option just captivated me like a toddler and cocomelon it was talior made to make MY nerouns activate so much

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

KINKTOBER - Show them - Banda Sunato x Fem!Reader -

Notes: AU no criminal Banda - Toxic - Hints of manipulation - Hints of reader being a cam girl - Public sex - Banda is a warning himself -

Banda decided you needed to be teached a lesson. See, Banda was your stalker for a long time, manipulating you till you accepted to be by his side.

He insolated you, made you a doll, his doll. Someone who was there for him and only him, someone who desired his company and only his.

Friends? Family? No one of them could love you like he did.

So why did you start to be polite and to think you could make new Friends at your New job? Did him not teach you enough?

Maybe he did not break you well.

Thats why, you two where there, in a nice traditional dinner with your new coworkers who seemed to be getting more and more touchy with you.

Thats why Banda took you and made you sit on his lap, hugging your waist and putting his head on your shoulder, something your female coworkers found adorable.

Oh, but it was anything but adorable.

"You did not bring underwear or did some of them snatch it away? Or did you give it to them? You are such a slut when you drink"

Banda moved his right hand under your skirt, luckly no one noticed it, too engrossed in their talks or being too drunk.

He quickly found your wet lips and started to play with them.

"So wet for me, do you like to be touched when others are around? Do you need an audience?"

You could not move. Too afraid that someone would notice, but you could also not denie how well you felt. His fingers teasting you, touching you but not being inside yet. You tried to move and make Banda's fingers go inside you, he laughted in response but accepted your need and pushed two without warning causing you to gasp.

"You alright (y/n)?" A fellow coworker asked watching you with worry.

You just nodded giving a shy smile.

Banda moved his fingers, he streched your walls, collecting your juices and looking for your G spot.

"Will you moan for me?" Banda asked in a low tone. His ring finger now massaging your G spot making your legs tremble.

You wanted to, and knew you would be in serious problems later if you did not. But how? Even if everyone was drunk right now it still felt...bad.

Banda was not happy with your silence, he went down to whisper in your ear....

"Listen, now im angry, this is going to happen, im going to pull a orgasm from you, right here and now. Oh dont try to get free from my lap now, you know what waits you at home? You wont be able to go to work tomorrow after it"

Banda was never just talk, he did what he told you. Using your juices as lubricant he kept pushing against your G spot, as well as whispering degrading words that should not turn you on so much.

"You are such a slut, I knew you liked being watched when you die that live, what? Thoguht I did not know? You are so naughty yet you play to be so innocent"

You tried to warn Banda, but he knew before you even had the chance to tell him.

And just as the evil he is, he stopped. Pulled his fingers out and passed them over his lips.

"What? Do you believe you deserve to cum? You have been liking this too much. Maybe at home..we can do a new tape....just for you and me"

[floraiil]

it really is just goldenheart i’m obsessed with though specifically the scene where bal puts his head on ambrosius’ shoulder

omg nimona is so good i cant stop thinking ab it

[rio-specimen]

Listen. Iam touching my forehead to your forehead. I Love You. I am holdingyour face and giving you One William forehead kissies

Ihhhhhhh ihhh ohh Im a real zaunite now hahaaa yayyyyyy😆😆😆😆😄😄😄😄Haha yay ohOh. . Oh Yayyayay yyyyy. WaitLets. ok. Lets. ok. fun idea. lets see if we can projevt our thoguhts into Eachothers heads. Like mitosis

[fallenclan]

the grass in the lush meadow waved in the wind as he laid contently, soaking up the sun. a purr erupted from his throat as moxie rounded the corner.

“hello, henryclaw,” she mewed, carrying a fat vole with her. “how’re you doing?”

henryclaw smiled. “wonderful, moxie. good catch today.” he added.

moxie smiled back and began to dig into her prey. “did you see sorrelstem’s kits were apprenticed today?” she continued. “me and shrewkit watched today. i have high hopes for little wasppaw.”

henryclaw nodded thoughtfully. “oh yes. sorrelstem must’ve passed her wits down onto them. i think moose-“

he broke off as toro ran up to him. the cat was heavily out of breath and her eyes were wide.

moxie and henryclaw exchanged glances.

“what’s happened?” moxie asked, wrapping her tail around the clearly stressed she-cat.

toro took a moment to catch her breath. “it’s otterslip,” she breathed.

the two cats listening gasped. the look of shock on toro’s face now made so much sense. after all, her kit had been the one who otterslip had murdered.

“what do you mean?” henryclaw muttered. “back in the clan?”

toro shook her head. “after moondown the other night, he found brambletuft,” she murmured.

henryclaw went quiet. his best friend was involved.

“she wants revenge,” toro shook her head as she continued. “and wants him to help.”

moxie gasped loudly. henryclaw’s eyes widened. this was certainly not the brambletuft he knew. as toro and moxie continued discussion one thoguht took over the silver toms mind.

he had to save brambletuft

hehehehhe. i uhhh really like toro so i wanted to include her and it’s perfect because she is stormsight’s mum! the research pays off. i really like this story i’m building. not to toot my own horn.

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IM SO INVESTED IN THIS STORY AUGHGHHG jellyfish u are doing things to my brain. i love all the old cats being pals up in starclan as well, its so nice. the imagery of them just. adopting shrewkit into their midst is adorable, esp since most of them have had kits themselves. just adopting all the little ones without parents there to look after them augghhg

TORO. you KNOW she's keepin her fuckin eye on Otterslip as well, she and Henryclaw are ready to tear him asunder i love it ajhgnag

[mimir97477906]

im so sosry for ranting abour this again but auhgufhgh im making a ref sheet of my ocs for myself beacse EVERYTIME I DRAW THEM THEY LOOK SOOOSK DIFFERENT os i thoguht maybe this can help me memorize their faces but EVEN THO IM USING GUIDELINES THE SAME CHARACTER LOOKS LIKE DIFFERENT PEOPLE ITS JUST A HEAD TURN AROUND I CANT DO THIS I FEEL SO VIOLENT WHY IS MY ART STYLE HAVING AN IDENTITY CRISIS HOWWWWWWW DO I FIX THIS