#im not saying what im doing bc i don’t want to jinx it but lets just say im doing this process and i have to take two exams

[noahschnappinfs]

our boy is taking film classes https://boxd.it/8AaCNj

it really looks like noah’s year filming the last season + winona’s suggestions and advice truly sparked his love for film again.

upenn allows dual degrees/double majors so i can only guess that’s what he is doing. honestly it’s a wonderful move to include something he’s so passionate about. i wish him all the success in the world and i guess now we’ll get a glimpse of upenn film catalogue lol

[batsylikeme]

so here’s my silly little rant/opinions on the new doctor who season

if what i say pisses you off just keep scrolling mary i don’t have the energy to deal with negativity rn

so firstly i don't wanna talk abt how the new doctor regenerated okay that made absolutely no sense to me. idk why even 10 came back as well like ig donna's story was left "untold" ….but so is every other companion’s?

and idk how they split??? i really don't understand how they can do that but it’s aliens so whatever.

im also not gonna go into the christmas episode or the baby episode i...dont wanna relive that.

so!! i love the doctor i think he’s so fun and hip and his style is amazing.

personally i think the fact that he doesn’t have a set outfit is bc he’s trying to figure out who he is, which is always so exciting as the viewer going on this journey with him.

and ruby is awesome as hell!! low key fuck you writers for not making her a lesbian ( i mean she has the eyebrow slit and everything you should be ashamed).

also cool background story i love that she's interesting and a mystery. plus when villains are like "who...are you" that's always so dope.

i think that the "family" of the different "gods" is really cheesy but GOD i loved jinx they did so fucking amazing their performance was everything. i want them to act in every show ever honestly.

with that being said.. that episode specifically wasn’t my favorite, it was a cool concept but idgaf abt the beetles so 😭

and in that episode when the doctor ran away and hid?? that was new to the doctor that we know and i was like “yeah let’s go we’re gonna watch his character develop!”

so you would think it would build up to some sort of solution bc the doctor is tryna figure out who he is and that's gnarly love it

….then they DIDNT?

they didn't do anything with that?!?? at least that i was able to notice?

okay but after the jinx episode the rest of the episodes were actually fierce!

the landmine one had some really cool dialogue moments especially with the bickering like love i'm obsessed. ruby was also really cool and i love how much she cares about the doctor and how she wasn’t scared. i think that says a lot about her character. not to mention i think having her so in awe of the planets was a really good choice bc that reaction is so human and i love it.

buttttt the other characters were like mad infuriating which may have been the point? and throughout the episode it was so tense and nerve racking but the end was so anticlimactic. i loved the idea, and i loved that the dad was able to save the day (even tho i wanted the doctor to save the day but whatever) but i wanted MORE. i wanted the doctor and ruby to go into town, or to see the government and face them and call them out on the war! the fact that it was in one area the entire episode was just not it, me no likey.

the ruby centered episode was AWESOME.

that one was so unsettling (in a good way) and it was sooooo cool to see her like basically save the world and then she dies but BOOM they're back when the episode first started. i loved it, so peak doctor who timey wimey stuff

even tho i'm still a little confused as to if the lady was ruby? but whatever i still really enjoyed it i honestly have no cons on this episode it displayed what kind of person she is perfectly.

next, the bridgerton episode was fun! love the gayness they even kissed and they flirted it was so fierce. and ugh ruby’s character just keeps getting better and better honestly shes so fun and it’s so easy to root for her.

…but… the dialogue wasn’t good in this episode….at all. especially having the aliens say the word ‘cosplay’ took me out of the fantasy completely

also side note but not really-

what always impressed me growing up watching doctor who was that even back in 2005 the alien makeup was always so FIERCE like cunty boots down house houston bc it's makeup centric!

it also allows talented people to show off their skills and add really personal features to the actors who are playing the aliens. but nowadays they rely on the cgi so much that it just doesn’t seem believable and honestly it doesn't look good anymore. like mentioned before with makeup you can use the actor’s features to your advantage which creates the perfect illusion.

makeup + a LITTLE bit of cgi is the way to go and i don't get a fuck if it's more expensive ur a fucking successful ass company you have the money now USE IT

the episode itself was good until the very end when rouge sacrificed himself and then the doctor was like "i move on that's what happens" like bruh

by having him say that, it honestly makes you think that all of the losses the doctor has endured is just moments of his past, and that he’s moved on

like no i want the doctor to be angry, to be motivated!!

and that's what i think this doctor lacked.

there was no motivation or drive for him, which is so fucking stupid bc the actor is amazing.

the episode that ended with the doctor experiencing racism for the first time…you can tell that the actor put his whole heart and soul into his performance (especially the scream). he was unleashing a whole new part of his doctor and it was absolutely perfect.

so why not use that to give the doctor more motivation, more anger? seeing the doctor not being able to move on, to be selfish at times bc that makes him feel human. which would make sense BC!! he has spent so much times with humans and earth is important to him.

moving on; one of the biggest things that made this season an issue was that they cried every. single. episode.

when you only get something every once and a while it makes that thing so much more precious. the doctor only cries like once a season, and when he does it's like actually thrilling bc you don't get that side of him a lot.

and usually it's with a lot of anger bc the doctor is angry!! we've been through how many seasons of the doctor suffering?? i mean the man literally blew up his own planet. he's been thru the ringer.

there are so many episodes of the doctor not having the best morals, of him letting the villain die bc of his own selfish intentions. he's not supposed to be a hero, and i think that’s also what makes the doctor so compelling.

another con was the dialogue. one of my biggest tv / movie turn offs is when they say what they’re doing. and not in the super impressive like monologue way but in the simple way of being like "i'm cooking" like mary yeah i see you doing that??

and this season used that a lot. and again NOT in the cool monologue saving the day way speaking of that, no cool monologues? none? nada?

the best part of doctor who is when the doctor goes against all odds and saves the day with that sexy smirk and has the coolest monologue with the kick ass music in the back and during it gives you goosebumps! it also allowed the actor to put forth a lot of emotion into their performance and allowed them to build who their doctor is.

despite all of that, i did really enjoy the episode with ruby growing old and the racism episode. the fact that they didn’t have to say it was perfect and i think was a really good choice bc it was a surprise factor, especially with the doctor’s reaction. when they brought in a random character to save the day and him be so unlike the rest of his race and then kill him is always gonna be classic trope, bc my sister and i were GAGGED. perfect, absolutely perfect.

however. the season finale can go fuck itself.

UNIT is so cheesy now, and it feels so unreal and silly which i think is stupid. they’ve had this facility for so long so the fact that it is unserious now is lame. it feels really fake whenever they're trying to be serious and sciency, which is not the way to go when ur a literal army based facility.

anyways back to the season finale-yeah it was cool to have a throwback especially with the fact it was “the one who waits” that was gnarly! however,,, when sutukh whatever his name was literally kills the entire universe…it didn't feel like it??? it happened so quickly it didn't have that shock value it was supposed to and i was actually confused.

i did love the throwback to the ruby episode so it made you feel like it was tying that together which is nice!! give them some recognition yay!!

now let’s talk abt the whole plot with Ruby’s birth mother.

the build up of her real mother i mean it's been every episode when they mentioned it. in the first part where they were in the time window, that was giving me the creeps! i loved that it was scary and confusing and i couldn’t wait to figure it out!

so when the birth mother of ruby, the woman that even the god of death was infatuated with, the woman that the doctor couldn't figure out, the woman that was stuck in some sort of time thingy…………..is just a regular woman? its just some teenager who got knocked up and gave away her kid? that's it?

i've been getting edged this entire fucking season just for this?

if you enjoyed that it was a regular person i get it! it’s a throwback to whenever the doctor made his speech about how no one is ever just unimportant, which i do love and appreciate.

the whole reason she's important is bc the unknown is the most powerful thing which honestly i agree. my biggest fears are always the unknown. so yes absolutely i get it….but….are you...are you kidding me?

and then ruby leaves? ruby is done traveling with the doctor? i just. ugh.

there was so much potential and i’m just so empty now.

yes it had its cool moments, but im honestly so heartbroken and disappointed with how it turned out like, some bitch on tumblr could have written this season better than this.

i really really really hope the next season is better, at this point it’s just the writing. so get it together writers!! Ncuti is a phenomenal actor he is so fun and his range is so raw and captivating. not to mention Ruby! i’m really sad she’s leaving so soon, she was really fun and complimented the doctor well.

i can’t wait to see what’s next, and honestly no matter what i’m gonna watch doctor who bc it’s so special to me <3

[likesunsetorange]

The bodyguard au seems like it’s so close but so far 😭😭 I’m excited for the next snippet tho

i won't put a time stamp on it like i said bc i don't wanna jinx it but trust!!! but im really happy y'all are excited tho im really really excited to be close to posting!!! i love these little idiots LOL

but here's a little bit more of the last scene i posted!!!

A silence settles over the two of them—on Eren’s end, it’s due to her sheer audacity, mostly because he’s not sure if she’s actually being serious, and on Mikasa’s end, because she expects him to actually agree, awaiting his nod of approval. 

Realizing would be waiting forever for a confirmation she wouldn’t get, Mikasa relents. “Fine. You don’t have to lock yourself in the room all day—do as you wish, I guess,” she says, releasing a huff. “But this brings me back to things we need to discuss.”

“Okay, you’re right, this is your house, your rules. Whatever you want. I’m understanding in that regard,” he concurs. While Eren wants to be firm, he also doesn’t want to make an enemy out of Mikasa—if there’s anything he’s learned so far, she doesn’t seem like someone whose bad side he’d like to be on. “So what do you want me to do, or what do you want to know—I am virtually a stranger that’s being forced to live here, I’m sure you have questions, at least.”

It’s easy for Eren to assume that Mikasa isn’t used to being met with such level-headedness, which is indicated by the slack of her jaw as he speaks, and what he almost thinks is a look of appreciation that washes over her. But he also assumes that she’s in no position to allow her guard to be let down so easily, so the less-than-amicable demeanor quickly returns, any semblance of gratitude gone before it could even be acknowledged. 

“First thing’s first. That room—” she points down the hallway to a closed door opposite to both of theirs “—don’t even think of going in there. I don’t care if you hear me yelling or think I’m dying—let me. Don’t. Go. In. There,” Mikasa says sternly. 

From what Eren gathers, whatever this room entails, it’s enough for Mikasa to not want Eren in there, which he can respect, but the way she speaks of it, he can’t help but be somewhat curious. “What’s in—”

“Don’t worry about it,” she cuts him off, not even bothering to entertain his inquisitiveness. “And anyways, didn’t you just say I was the one who could ask you questions?” 

Eren raises his arms defensively. “Okay, you do the question asking then. Are there any more rules I need to know first, though, since you’re the one running things around here?”

There’s something Eren thinks may even resemble a smile that tugs at her lips but vanishes in an instant. “You’re not going to leave my house a mess, are you? Men tend to be… messy and you certainly don’t strike me as someone who acts like Levi.” Eren can see her eyes size him up, inspecting him—he can’t tell if he’s being scrutinized or if in some way she’s being nosy—either way, the steel of her stare leaves him fraught.

[stormslullaby]

📜 📜 📜 📜 - for jinx, Arthur, gin, yuan, and shirase [im being greedy gimmie]

and i put way too many bc i'm not normal so here you go

Verlaine: I turned out perfectly fine! Rimbaud: Paul, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast Verlaine: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!

Verlaine: Today is a day of running through hurdles. Rimbaud: Aren’t you supposed to jump OVER hurdles? Verlaine: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.

Verlaine: Fuck. Rimbaud: We've got to work on your cursing. Verlaine: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.

Verlaine: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY] Rimbaud: What's that? Verlaine: Remorse code. Rimbaud: I'm even angrier now.

Verlaine: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Rimbaud: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Verlaine: Absolutely not.

Verlaine: You know, not every problem can be solved with a sword. Gin: That's why I carry two swords.

Verlaine: Do you have any skeletons in your closet? Gin: You mean literally or figuratively? Verlaine: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...

Verlaine: I'm a reverse necromancer. Gin: Isn't that just killing people? Verlaine: Ah, technicality.

Verlaine: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Yuan's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

Verlaine: Okay, truth or dare? Yuan: Truth Verlaine: How many hours have you slept this week? Yuan: Yuan: ...Dare Verlaine: Go to bed. Yuan: I don’t like this game.

Verlaine: I prevented a murder today. Yuan: Really? How’d you do that? Verlaine: self control.

Verlaine: This is bothering me. Shirase: Well, you are digging up a corpse. Verlaine: No, not that. That's pretty par for the course, actually.

Verlaine: Must be hard not being able to laugh Shirase: I do have a sense of humor you know Verlaine: I’ve never heard you laugh before Shirase: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

Shirase: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something. Verlaine: Shirase, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

@memoryextrction

[idubbbzdom]

Journaling under the cut. Don’t wanna blast it on ur dash if u don’t wanna see

So triggered yesterday i full on believed it was Sunday. Even now that I can see I was crazy I still believe it bc I keep thinking “they come in pairs they come in twos there’s never just one.” Last night hope said why did it happen to her and I said “because she could handle it 😵‍💫😵‍💫”

I had a…. Um. It’s hard to call it a flashback bc it wasn’t what it was but it gave the same vibe. When she was in front of the fryers I had full on visions of horrific accidents like I’m my mom or something (I never do that). Idk I felt like I was about to witness something and I’m always going to be not there when I need to be :( I thought I was going to have to see it and be like “I had a bad feeling, why didn’t I rescue her?”

Even now I’m feeling that. That’s why I keep thinking “they come in pairs” because I thought about staying for her urgent care but I didn’t and now we’re separated again. But then again, the circumstances don’t match the pattern. The pattern is when I let her go when I should be there or I should stop her. This is too mundane and I shouldn’t stop her or necessarily be there. The fryer from earlier matched the pattern more closely. I don’t want her to do anything with the fryers ever if she can help it 😭

Then again again………. To me hope is tied to this too much. Wouldn’t something happening now (I don’t want to say what I think it could be in case I jinx it) be just perfect? Wouldn’t it tie a circle together so nicely? Idk. Maybe we would have to wait for something even crazier to line up.

Im severely overreacting to this. The injury is not that bad

[villainessprefect]

Anonymous asked: hello!! may i request a fic with malleus x gn!reader pls? this is too specific since im having a bad day sooo my request is where reader is having a bad day since they found out their 'friends' talking sh*t behind their back and they didnt attend the whole class for the whole day and ignoring everyone esp malleus (bc reader want some alone time) so at night time, malleus found reader and just comfort them? thank you, have a good day! :)

hello! I hope this fic brings you some comfort!! don't let those types of friends get you down!

title: turn to me

summary: Your latest ‘friends’ turn out to be trash. Their words lead you down a terrible descent. At least someone is willing to reach out to you.

ship: Malleus x gn!reader

word count: 2,167

note: does this need a trigger warning for like. self-loathing?? idk

Read on AO3

You should have known from the start that it would end this way. In this hellish world, you would always be an outcast, the odd one out, the magicless one. No matter how hard you tried to fit in, no matter what you did, you were not part of this world.

But is it so wrong to hope? To think that maybe, just maybe, you could be a part of this world if only for a moment.

Perhaps you were just foolish. Naive. All you wanted was to belong somewhere. Taking a chance to break from your usual friend group had been your own undoing. You should have listened to their warnings and stayed with them. They know these people better than you do. After all, they're just like them, aren't they?

You didn't listen. You let that glimmer of hope lead you down the wrong path. All you wanted was a normal school life. With that, you could believe that you were normal.

"Aren't you tired of hanging around with that magicless Prefect yet? It's so damn boring. We can't do anything with them around!" One complained.

"Just a little longer, we can't lose our gopher just yet." Another says.

"Hey! Maybe we should start calling them our best friend. You think they'll like that?" He laughs. Loud. "I bet they'd think they're part of the group!"

"Man, not even they could be dumb enough to believe that. Although, you know what they say. No magic, no brains."

Vile gossip runs around your latest group of 'friends'. They continue to throw insults your way while unaware of your presence. At some point, you begin to tune out what they're saying. Their voices grow smaller and smaller as you make a run for it, but you can still hear their voices echoing loud and clear in your mind.

You run home, or at least to the place you're forced to call home. The door to Ramshackle is forcibly pushed open, left ajar as you head straight to your room. Your bag and books drop to the ground, supplies scattering on the floor. A part of you thinks to pick them up, another disagrees- what did it matter anyway? It's not like your friends would come over.

Finding comfort in your bed is hard. It's not the best, not the softest, it barely does its job, but its all you have. At least this old thing wouldn't betray you. Hopefully. You don't want to jinx it and have your bed turn into a futon.

You take in a shaky breath and struggle to let the darkness consume you. You're not even tired, but your body aches, your chest stinging with every heartbeat. The longer you stay awake, the more your thoughts haunt you. And the last thing you want to do is let those bastards win.

Your phone catches you off guard. In your haste to hide away from the world, you forgot to toss that aside along with your bag. All you do is dig the buzzing phone out of your pocket and turn it off, not even bothering to see who is blowing it up. Friends, new or old, you didn't want to speak to anyone. You couldn't.

With no more distractions, you lie in bed and succumb to your fate. Nasty thoughts poke at you, prodding at you and telling you how stupid you are. You wish you hadn't been so optimistic about branching out. You couldn't always rely on your usual group of friends, but at this point...it seemed like you had to.

It's impossible to reassure yourself that things are okay. They're not. You think how useless and stupid you are. And that...this is how things should have been from the start. People don't need you, you need them. You're unwanted and alone, and always will be for as long as you're in this world. And when you leave? It'll be like you were never here in the first place.

As the day draws on, you fall in and out of consciousness. You don't recall crying, but your pillow says otherwise. Your stomach craved food while feeling as if it couldn't hold down a single scrap. The only movement you willingly made was tossing back and forth for a more comfortable position.

Ramshackle is eerily quiet. The ghosts aren't hovering over you nor is Grim. The latter is probably with the others. It's fine. He's part of this world, you are not.

Something forces your body out of bed. You don't know what it is. Perhaps its an old habit that takes control of you. One that lets you meet with a dragon fae during the darker hours of the world. He doesn't always show up, and for once you pray he won't.

The cold air hits your body and you shiver. The night air that usually comforts you freezes you instead as you take a seat upon the steps of Ramshackle. The light of the moon reveals all to you. It's truly a beautiful night. One you wish you could enjoy.

A dark shadow looms over you. You don't bother lifting your gaze, merely staring down the legs that have blocked your view.

"Child of man," he starts. You don't move. "You were not at school today."

"Mhm."

"Are you feeling alright?" Malleus asks you. You can't bring yourself to speak. You don't want to have a conversation with him right now. Not with a tainted heart that's laced with the fear of betrayal. Surely he wouldn't be the same as that lot, would he?

No. Deep in your heart you know Malleus would never reach that low. He may be cheeky, but he's always been honest with you. If he wanted to end things with you, he would with the snap of his fingers. But you've always been special in his eyes. You're just...not in the mood to find that spark of hope again.

Your silence causes him to worry. The lack of acknowledgement does as well. Malleus looks forward to being beside you. Your conversations were always odd yet interesting. You never feared getting close to him, physically or otherwise. And your smile was worth waiting a whole century for. Having none of that tonight is a little upsetting. Not at you, but...for you? It's strange, difficult to put into words for him.

"Lilia once told me that silence can be hurtful and comforting, you just need to know when it's the right kind. You do not need to speak and if you wish for me to leave, simply...tell me." The last of his words comes out strained, forced. If his voice could break, you think it would have been heard then.

You take in a breath and decide his fate.

"You can stay."

You don't catch the way he lights up. How his eyes widen in surprise at your answer. His brief moment of joy doesn't last, but he finds it a blessing that you allow him to stay by your side.

Malleus takes a seat beside you. He sits closer to you compared to normal, but you don't mind. You didn't exactly pick the most spacious place to brood.

Having company after being alone all day is a little nice. His warmth helps keep some of those nasty thoughts away. Although you don't think that you really deserve this touch of kindness.

You still refuse to look at him and instead lift your gaze to the stars. You once heard that each star is a different world. With countless stars that fill the sky, that meant there were numerous worlds out there. And if a star went out, that meant the world was gone. It must have been a whimsical tale, yet now you wonder if it's true. Was your world a lost star? Is that why you're here now? Did the heavens think putting you here was better than meeting that fate?

You squeeze your body tightly.

"Malleus..." You breathe out his name, which catches him by surprise. It's unusual for you to not use the nickname you gave him. He makes no comment on it. Only watching and waiting for you to continue.

And when you face him, it hurts to see you.

Tears pricking at the corner of your eyes that are filled with nothing but pain. The sadness you bear is so heavy that he can see it. You look so lost and desperate. The friend he once knew is now broken.

"Do you ever think that...I'm worthless for not having magic?" You ask, pleading for an answer.

"No," he responds, quickly. There's a hint of anger in his eyes. He may not know who hurt you, but the question you posed gives him an idea as to how. "You are an extraordinary human in this world. If you wish to base worth off of magic, then one must do so knowing how to wield it. Even the strongest of mages can prove to be inferior to an amateur who only knows a single spell."

"But I don't know any," you respond. You hadn't meant to cut him off, but it was too late to stop now. "I'm not an amateur and I never will be. In this world, I'm not anything. Just a dumb human who thinks that there might be good in all the wrong places."

"You are not dumb." He responds and reaches out to take your hand in his. You're immediately met with his warmth. He doesn't use magic, but it feels like he cast a spell to soothe your body. "And anyone who says otherwise are the fools here. You have done plenty that others have not, without the use of magic. A hardworking and kind soul such as yourself is admirable. Your valor and resolve are truly commendable." He can't help but smirk. "Who else would dare to allow such weakness in front of me?"

You can't tell if his attempt at cheering you up is supposed to be good or not. It's fitting to come from him though. And it's just enough to make you crack a small smile.

"Only a fool would," you say with no pain in your voice. You can see the little annoyance in his eyes though, disliking at your self-loathing words. But, he allows a pass for the moment.

"Will you show your bravery by telling me what happened to you?"

You take in a breath and grip his hand. The pain from earlier is coming back, almost tenfold. It hurts the same as when you first heard those words spoken literally behind your back.

"Friends. Or I guess they're not friends anymore," you scoff. "I thought I could, you know, be a normal student with a group of friends and..." You shake your head, biting down on your lip.

"Spade and Trappola harmed you?"

"No! No! Not them!" You respond quickly. "Other, no-name, unimportant assholes," you huff out. At least that felt a little good to say, even if the insults were rather weak. "I thought I could befriend a few more people, so just in case...I won't have to be alone. But...that didn't work out."

A loud clap of thunder causes you to jump. Your hold on Malleus tightens as you instinctively huddle closer to him. You hadn't noticed the clear skies being overtaken by dark clouds, causing the night to grow darker. And after catching a flash of lightning, you feared that a storm might be coming.

"Those...not friends of yours," he spits out, as politely as he can. You can feel the anger seeping from his voice as he does his best to remain pleasant before you. "They are unwise for taking your company for granted. Your presence itself is a treasure they do not know the true value of. They are blinded by their own ignorance. If there is no one else that you can turn to, then you can always turn to me. I would never take your company for granted."

You feel a pang of guilt for your earlier thoughts. To even question that Malleus would do you harm- you'd really been a fool.

"Thanks," you whisper and let your head bump onto his shoulder. "I'm sorry for...not being in the best mood tonight. At least I know I can always count on you, Hornton," you chuckle.

Hearing that nickname brings a smile to his face. While the clouds still hover overhead, the sound of thunder and visions of lightning are no more. You release a breath that you'd been holding in and finally begin to relax.

While you know you've been keeping Malleus this whole time, you can't bear to let him go. Not yet. He shined a light upon you that you needed. And maybe, it wouldn't hurt to be a little self-indulgent.

"Can you stay a little bit longer?"

"Of course."

And just like that, the night sky is clear once more.

[friskarm]

man being vi in arcane sucks so bad

its really easy to look at what happened to jinx and think holy fuck that sucks. bc it does! but vi went through as much shit. god.

the first thing is how she’s kinda parentified a bit by vander. he means well, and shit he’s doing a lot better for these kids than leaving them out on the street, but in act 1 vi is still a kid too! you can see what vander was trying to communicate with that "it's on you" convo but he left the complete wrong message. sometimes it's not on you, actually.

then her entire family barring her sister is blown up. by her sister. she forces herself to be an adult after realising she's losing it and makes the incredibly mature decision to walk away to cool down and process, but fate interferes in the worst way. she's thrown in prison.

im not going to get into how awful prison is but let's agree throwing someone into prison is just. one of the worst ways to ruin people. vi was subject to constant beatings and isolation. the fact that she's as stable as she is coming out of it is kind of a miracle.

by caitlyn comes in and busts her out. and vi is admittedly taking her for a bit of a ride to begin with. i don't think vi necessarily doesn't want to help her but finding powder >>>>>> getting this piltie chick dirt on silco.

and all she hears from silco's goons is that oh, jinx works for silco. she's like his daughter. they're family. which must be such a horrifying thing to learn when your last memory of the dude is him kidnapping your adoptive dad and ruining your life.

and then she finally finds powder and it's good, and things are almost working out, but caitlyn shows up, and aggresses her a bit, and she almost manages to regain control of the situation but then ekko runs in and ruins everything.

and vi is so pleased to see ekko but how much must it have hurt to see one of her only allies down in the undercity tell her that her whole reason for living -- to get powder back -- is pointless? vi talks so much about how the thought of getting back to powder was her only motivation for getting through each day in prison.

and vi doesn't give up. but she never gets any real agency to change things with powder after that. she has to chose between confronting powder or helping caitlyn get the gem back (to presumably save caitlyn's life and prevent all-out war between piltover and zaun). and vi is learning to see the big picture! she doesn't want to leave powder behind, not at all. but she's starting to believe in what people have been telling her, just a bit.

then nothing fucking works in piltover, because why would it? it all goes to shit and she heads back to zaun in despair. at least she wins vs sevika in round 2? but it's a fight full of misery.

and then there's the whole dinner party scene. vi just has not had a proper chance to sit down with powder in a situation where they can talk. so vi never gets the chance to understand what her sister is saying. she's trying -- she's doing her best -- and i really do believe that given the opportunity, vi would be able to understand. but she's never given that chance. it's out of her hands.

and then jinx fires fishbones.

vi spends so much of her time just. trying to catch up. trying to do the right thing. but she never gets the opportunities she needs to. really know what she needs to do.

but she tries so, so hard.

[isolemnlyswear]

ooo could i request a remus x fem! reader where both of them are very shy so it takes lily, james and sirius to push them together. and whenever they talk to each other they stutter a lot?

always have, always will.

a/n : guess what! i made this way too intense again. i can't help it; its so much easier for me to write a really fucking intense love rather than a crush IM SORRY !! the end is the only cute part the rest is shite

HAPPY (very belated bc i don't have any motivation) BIRTHDAY REMUS MY BEAUTIFUL BOY

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young!remus lupin x fem!reader

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"Oh." you sigh, blinking when you see Remus inside. Your huff isn't one of discontent; rather, as you enter the common room, you're simply nervous, timid to deal with the boy. As soon as you want to speak in front of him, to tell him that you really, really like him, you start blushing, turning into a stammering mess.

Alas, you swallow your fear, sitting down on the plush maroon chair opposite him and Sirius; Lily is on the floor, flipping through a potions book, and James is sprawled across your coordinating chair. Remus is lying against the side of the couch, knees up with arms wrapped around his legs. He's smiling, laughing at a joke Sirius told prior to your arrival.

Your heart is aching in your chest, and you try to will it to stop yearning for this boy, but there's a voice inside your head. One that tells you that he's all you could ever need.

Such thoughts reduce you to mush when Lily notices your arrival.

"There she is! How are 'ya?" the redhead greets you happily, and such a simple question is blocked out by your tunnel vision; you can only focus on one thing at the moment, and it's Remus.

You don't speak for a moment, zoning out, but when your eyes meet those of Remus, you quickly snap out of your trance, shaking your head.

"'M fine. J-just tired, I think 'm gonna go upstairs-" you manage to say, but you're cut off by an incredulous Sirius.

"S'five in the afternoon!" he says with a laugh, and you nod.

"And?" you quip, focus now returned when you tear your eyes away from Remus.

"Y'gotta stay down here, dinner's soon!" Lily replies, and you glare at her. She knows exactly why you want to leave at the moment, rather, she knows about how in love you are with one of your best friends. She raises her hands in mock surrender, and you sigh.

It's almost painful, the next hour. You're trying so hard to not make it alarmingly obvious concerning your... issue, but it's proving to be quite difficult.

And then, finally, it's dinner. You're able to get away with not talking, as you pretend to be eating anytime you're asked a question, and Remus is silent as well.

You eventually can sneak away to your dorm, wanting to sleep to rid yourself of the thoughts that give you no reprieve during the day.

But, of course, your dreams are of Remus.

---

Unbeknownst to you, and Remus, the entire rest of the marauders (and about half your year) are painfully aware of your affection for the boy.

And his for you.

So they hatch a plan; it’s simple, but effective.

You're all lounging in the common room -a typical Saturday afternoon - when James poses an odd request.

“Hey, Y/N? D’you wanna go look at something for me?” he asks, fighting back the smile that threatens at his lips. You nod, eager to get away from the tension that you and Remus are swamped by.

“What is it?” you ask as he gets up, leading you up the stairs and to his dorm room. You're confused, eyebrows furrowing and hands wringing nervously.

“You'll see.” James grins at you as you enter the dorm room - which has four beds, three of which are littered with laundry and other teenage boy things, but one is impeccably neat, and you assume it to be Remus’s.

“James, what-” you begin, but he shushes you with a laugh.

“Lily’s cat won't get out of this closet, y’see, and I know you're good with animals and the like, so could you...get it? For Lily, f’course, ” he asks, pointing to a rather large closet in the corner of their dorm.

You raise your eyebrows, but nod, opening the doors and getting in, eyes searching for Lily’s feline friend.

But as soon as you drop to your knees, a soft thud reverberates through the closet. James had shut the doors, and the closet was big enough to where you weren't claustrophobic, thankfully. But there is no cat in sight. None.

Downstairs, however, James had strolled in nonchalantly, and Lily’s grinning.

“What did you do this time, Prongs?” Remus sighs, unaware that the others around him are all aware of their little plot.

“Maybe you should go upstairs and find out,” James says ominously, raising a dark eyebrow. Remus glares at him, sighing.

“Where’s Y/N?” he asks, still holding his gaze on the brunette. Lily giggles, and Remus shoots her an impatient glare. “What did you do to her?” The question is directed at no one in particular, but the irascible tone in the lycanthrope’s voice demands an answer.

“Once again, go upstairs and find out, mate.” James’s tone, however, is one of amusement.

Remus takes in a querulous breath, turning to stomp up the stairs.

Undivulged to him, James is sneakily creeping up the stairs behind the boy.

You're pounding at the mahogany of the closet door, and you've forgotten your wand downstairs, leaving you helpless in the space. You ponder why James would do such a thing, but you brush it off, figuring it was another prank, one of all too many.

“Y/N?” Remus questions hesitantly into the empty dorm, and your ears prick up at his voice.

“I'm in here!!” you shout, pounding at the closet door, and Remus rushes to open it for you.

But as soon as he's inside, helping you up, James, with a flick of his wand, shuts the door.

You're locked in.

With Remus.

And it's absurd, really, how quickly your heart is beating in your ribcage.

“Prongs I swear to Merlin-” Remus starts irritably, but stops himself with a tremulous inhale.

“Fuck,” you whisper, cowering to the back of the closet. Remus’s scent is surrounding you, the honey and chocolate and dark cologne enveloping you in a blanket of bliss. You’re thankful for the dim nature of the closet, for your cheeks are rouging with embarrassment.

Little known to you, Remus’s heart is pounding in his ears, and he’s even more entranced by your scent, what with his dog-like sense of smell. It's his favorite scent in the world, truly, one he could get lost in forever.

“Sorry,” the boy whispers, slumping down across the space from you, and you quirk a brow.

“W-what are you sorry for, Remus?” you ask quietly, wrapping your arms around yourself.

“I got us locked in here, didn't I?” You can hear the soft smile in his voice, a bittersweet one.

“But that isn't too bad, is it?” you say, courage surging through your bones as the darkness shields your nerves.

“Oh yeah?” he asks under his breath, laughing softly.

“What, am I that unbearable?” you tease, tucking a strand of fallen hair behind your ear.

“No,” Remus says remarkably quickly, and then he hesitates for a second. “Quite the opposite.” His voice is barely above a whisper, but his words ring in your ears like a mantra.

“That's quite cryptic,” you say, taking in a deep breath.

“Y’gonna make me spell it out for you?”

“If you mean what I think you do, fuck, either I'm being terribly idiotic right now or...” you trail off, noticing that Remus is closer to you, now.

“Or what?” he breathes, and you close your eyes slowly.

“Or...if you're, um, insinuating what I think you to be, and I get words out correctly enough to respond...” you leave the rest of the sentence unsaid, words trapped in your throat.

“What then?” Remus says ever-so-quietly, and you take in another breath, eyes still pressed closed.

“I'd be making the best decision of my life.”

You can hear the boy’s breath hitch in his throat. You open your eyes to see that he's next to you, now, and the soft light from under the door that illuminates you as the sun lowers is glimmering on his skin, bouncing off the scars in his skin and the gold flecks in his eyes.

“Perhaps... Perhaps it’d be right of you to make that assumption. That I'm saying what you think I am, that is.” He breathes slowly, and your eyes flick to him again.

“This conversation is the most cryptic thing I've ever heard,” you say quietly with a laugh, and Remus nods in agreement.

“We’re getting the point across, though, aren't we?” he jests, and you giggle. Your expression then turns serious, and you turn so that you're facing the boy.

“Could I... Could I take you up on that offer of spelling it out?” you say breathlessly, and Remus smiles gently.

“We could say it on three,” he suggests, and you laugh.

“Merlin, we're like toddlers. Fine, on your count, then,” you reply with a nod, heart a jackhammer in your chest.

“One... Two...” he pauses for a second, and you let out a breath.

He's fully facing you, as well, and you see a glint in his eyes that's so familiar yet so new.

“Fuck this,” he says before the last count, and your eyes widen. “I love you, Y/N. I'm- I'm in love with you.” he admits, shutting his eyes like he's ripping off a particularly menacing bandaid.

You don't respond for a moment, mouth open in shock. But as soon as you snap out of your trance, you notice the boy’s posture; he's nervous, recoiled as if he's worried you wouldn't say it back.

You place a delicate hand on the side of his face, thumbing over his cheek, and he relaxes at your touch, still not opening his eyes.

You softly press your lips to his, and he responds instantaneously, one hand reaching to pull you in by your waist, the other resting on your cheek.

There's a fire exploding inside you, and it’s glorious, golden sparks erupting after being kept inside for so long. Your lips are dancing in a delicate rhythm with his, like they were meant to. He tastes like chocolate and bliss, and his hand wraps in your hair, tongue swiping over your lips gently.

After what feels simultaneously like an eternity and no time at all, you break away for air, resting your forehead against his.

“Now it's my turn to infer from that,” he breathes after a moment, and you smile.

“Not quite as cryptic, you'll find.” You smile, kissing him again. “I love you, Remus Lupin. Always have, always will.”

[ad1thi]

ao3 ask meme

tagged by: @omg-just-peachy

What is your total word count on AO3?

124, 975

How many fandoms have you written for?

On AO3, 4: MCU, H5O, Criminal Minds and TVD, but overall, much much more

What were your top 5 fics by kudos?

the dumbest genius alive (stuckony)

1000 lives (for you) (buckytony)

the second (love of his life) (buckytony)

princely duties (thortony)

captain americana and the heartbreak prince (stevetony)

i like that i have a good mix of ships here

Do you respond to comments - why, why not?

I didn't used too, but now I do, as much as possible

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

i do more hopeful/ambiguous endings than happy endings so i would say moments of beauty bc it ends with tony saying yes to bucky's proposal

What’s your fic with the angsty-est ending?

i actually do have an answer for this bc i just resposted this fic - four weddings and a funeral

Do you write smut? if so, what kind?

i guess it depends on who you ask? i have written nsfw-adjacent ficlets but i dont know if i would call them outright smut

Do you write crossovers?

yes and no? i don't cross fictional characters but i will write stuff inspired by other universes, like buckytony in Superstore for example

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

a couple of times, but i try to not let it get to me

What is your all time favourite pairing?

it changes all the time but for MCU i would say rhodeytony and buckytony are strong contenders

What is a fic you would like to finish but don’t think you ever will?

if it's still up on AO3 then i'm reasonably certain i will finish it, and I don't want to jinx the ones not on AO3 by saying that i won't

Writing strengths?

ive been told im good at characterisations and character studies

Writing weaknesses?

i would say dialogue, and story cohesiveness. i struggle a lot with remembering plot-lines that i myself would've peppered into previous chapters or parts of stories, and its one of the main reasons why i often shy away from multi-chaptered stories

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

harry potter, or percy jackson. actually it might've been mortal instruments. im not sure it was almost a decade ago now; ive been writing on and off for about 8/9 years

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

i think i have to say begin again, but this is me trying also holds an extremely special place in my heart and im hoping everybody else likes it as much as i do (and Amy does, she's my #1 cheerleader for this fic)

[courtney-deserved-better]

whats ur writing schedule/process like! not in a “write faster” way, but i think once you mentioned writing in script form? and i like the way you wrote ur most recent fic! just curious bc ur works are just really good :)

this is a great question!!

if its not slippery slopes, ill usually get an idea for something and periodically jot down notes when they come to me until I feel like i have enough information to start writing (or if im just motivated), that's what i did for my horror challenge rewrite. and for stuff that's like... rewrites of an episode that aren't as character-focused as slippery slopes, i usually read the episode transcripts and try to replicate that total drama style with my own writing

for shorter oneshots, i usually just get a vague idea and run with it until i find a good ending spot, then i go back and clean it up a bit so the structure works

slippery slopes is an... interesting cycle. chapters are getting long enough that i cant just write them in one sitting any more (i think ch5 was the last chapter i did that for) and instead ill agonize over the beginning (always the hardest part to write for me) but once i get going with that i usually finish the chapter within a few days. then i reread the previous chapter to make sure it flows ok (and there aren't any contradictions) and then ill give myself a break where i dont do anything total drama related before coming back to edit and post. though before I do all that I type up notes and rough dialogue bits

and then once i post it it's like... a weight off my chest? like ive been purged or something?? idk its a weird sensation but im just like i Physically Cannot Write Anything For This Right Now and i don't start on the next chapter until that goes away. and then i either start the beginning and do nothing for a week before going back and finishing the chapter or i go into a manic state and write nonstop for a few days. right now i haven't reached a point where im ready to begin writing chapter 10 but i have a lot of notes for it.

(also as soon as i finish posting a chapter i try not to go on my laptop for like 12 hours so i don't obsessively refresh my email for comments. i love reading comments so much holy shit. please comment guys it makes fic authors feel so happy we will love you for it)

as for scripts: i am working on being a writer professionally, but specifically a playwright. writing in a script format comes more naturally to me than writing prose. funnily enough, i started posting fanfic just to practice my prose (and fix stuff in cobra kai that i didnt like) but things sort of... ended up here? idk man but im enjoying it.

right, so because writing in a script format is easier when im really struggling with a section in a fic ill usually scrap whatever i had and write it like a script, then translate that into prose. i was very excited to write the family videos for chapter 9 of slippery slopes, but i was Having Issues, so i redid it as a script and then rewrote that as prose. ill put the script version under the cut if you're interested in that.

but thank you so much for the question!! i do think my writing process is a bit unconventional but hey i think things are turning out well! if you have any more questions feel free to send them in!!

ok here is the last scene of ch 9 of slippery slopes in script format:

[SIERRA]

MOM: Hi honey! Omigosh this is so exciting! I bet you’re having such a great time! Especially since Chris is there! Is Chris watching this? Hi Chris! You know, I loooved you on that ice skating show. Your hair was fantastic! Well, it always is, haha. Do you really make your own hair gel? I’ve been trying to perfect the recipe but you’re just so hard to track down! Oh, you’re such a funny guy! I laughed sooo hard when you made all those jokes about marrying Chef.

Chef: hey!

Chris: ok just for the record, I wasn’t joking, we are married, Sierra tell your mom we’re married

Sierra: …can we just turn it off please

[COURTNEY]

DAD: Courtney, sayang, I know you’ve been going through a lot right now—

MOM: So you’d BETTER make it count. You’ve made it this far before, I want to see you getting all the way to the finale this time. And winning it. Enough moping about those hideous, good-for-nothing slackers! That’s what you get for hanging around freaks like them. You’re doing this for the million, now get the million. Is that clear?

ZARINA: And kick ass!

DAD: Zarina!

Video cuts out.

Alejandro: courtney you good?

Courtney: no, she’s right. Mama didn’t raise no quitter

Alejandro: [knows she’s still upset about duncan and gwen]

[ALEJANDRO]

MOM: Hola, Alejandro. We hope you are doing well, especially in such unsavory conditions. I’m glad to see you’ve made it to the final four— we expected nothing less, of course.

DAD: You have been utilizing your skills quite well. Though I wish you hadn’t been so… blatant about it. You’ll have to work twice as hard once this is over to convince people you’re trustworthy. But surely you were aware of that going into this… odd endeavor. That’s just politics. Reputation is everything.

JOSE: [snorts] Oh, and what a reputation you have, Al. I could easily compile hours of footage of your failures, but I, unlike you, do not waste my time on the frivolities of reality television. Though you always have been lacking in taste. Especially with that bratty girlfriend of yours— oh, my mistake, aren’t you dating the whiny weakling? It’s so hard to keep track! [laughs]

Alejandro: callate!

MOM: I’m sure Alejandro is just working an angle on them.

DAD: Whatever the case is, do not disappoint us.

[NOAH]

MOM: Hi Noah, I’m sorry, I don’t have time to record a full video, but I’m proud of you! Here are your sisters!

ISWARI: A million dollars? A million [bleep] dollars? Win it, Noah! Win it!

RUTH: Dude!! This is crazy! I know you can do this— good luck! Ark misses you! [holds up Ark who barks]

MARA: Are you insane? Why aren’t you dating Alejandro already?

Noah: shut up, mara, just because you can’t keep a boyfriend—

ANYA: Don’t let ‘em trick you! No mercy! Crush their skulls if you have to— no, wait, you’re not strong enough for that. We’ll get there!

LIYA: I say this as your sister, someone who loves you but is constantly annoyed by you— for someone who is quite literally a genius, you sure can be an idiot sometimes.

BALLARI: Okay, I literally have no idea how you’ve made it this far without an athletic bone in your body— are we sure you aren’t adopted? I’m kidding

ABS: You’re stubborn as hell when it comes to me, so you better be stubborn as hell when it comes to winning! And when you do win, get me a frozen yogurt machine, will you? I promise I won’t make you rock climb again!

JAEL: If you lose this, I��ll kill you with this racket. And then use your guts to make myself a new racket. So don’t fuck it up. Again.

Noah: [frozen, ashamed]

Sierra: well that was a mess

Courtney: ok show of hands, who felt better after hearing that? [no one raises hands]

Chris: yeah I was expecting this to be a lot more heartwarming…

Chef: chris just look at them. If they had stable home lives they wouldn’t be doing reality tv

Alejandro: can we please stop talking about this. Also aren’t you supposed to be flying the plane

Chef: oh fuck

Chris: yeah sure. I think im gonna call my mom

Everyone: …

Noah: ok so that was really shitty. Why dont we all go to first class and try and ignore our problems

Everyone: yeah ok sounds good

***

Courtney: so that sucked

Alejandro: at least your dad seems ok

Courtney: true. What are your guys dads like

Noah and Sierra: bold of you to assume I know my dad. Jinx

***

Alejandro: that last girl… you mentioned a sister who does tennis and hates you

Noah: yep

Alejandro: why?

Noah: none of your business. but… it is pretty justified

[clumsyclifford]

Hello bella my love <3 dw I saw nothing. Ahh I feel like a little kid at a candy shop I want a little bit of everything! but in the interest of making this game functional please tell me about "theo vs liam in the great quest for morality: kitchen edition" bc it has bella written All Over It, with a small side of frat cake? Ok good night I love you!

hfjglmdkj hello team i love u so much and per our discussion i will tell you about the brain is a funny place wip instead of thiam kitchen edition. and i will give you a frat cake briefing as well. i feel like im reading off the discussion topics for a meeting we're about to have. fdlhkgsmfdj okay let's get started im going to put a cut because this is kind of lengthy otherwise

ask me about my WIPs

so! oh the brain is a funny place OBLIIIIIVIIIIIOOOOON does not actually have anything to do with diet soda society. that was just the song i had stuck in my head when i originally started this doc and started writing the fic, so when i went to close the doc i needed to give it a title. but i have a sort of superstitious thing about doc titles, where when i start a fic but don't totally know where it's going or if i'll finish it yet, i feel like giving it a proper real title is like dooming it to never be finished. so i try to give my WIP docs very non-title titles (as i'm sure you saw) so i don't jinx myself into never finishing them. so anyway. that's the explanation of the TITLE of that doc.

as for the CONTENTS of the doc. well as you know it's a teen wolf fic, specifically a stydia fic. quelle surprise, i know. it's a 5+1 (quelle surprise again), and it centers around the idea that stiles actually already knows lydia's in love with him, and has known for quite some time. so the concept is like, five times a werewolf tries to tell stiles how lydia feels, and the one time lydia tells him. but also it's like, five times stiles already knew, and the one time lydia also knew. i was very inspired by the iconic exchange in the 6a finale where she goes "i didn't say [i love you] back" and he says "you don't have to" it just really made me think like.......he knew, yknow? like he didn't need her to outright say it in order for him to know it, he just knew anyway. and i guess it's probably a stretch to say he knew the whole time, starting from just after 3a, but this is fanfiction and i do what i want. plus, like. stiles is a very very astute guy, AND he's been in love with lydia for most of his life, which means he's probably been actively searching for signs that she likes him back, so you would think that the second she starts exhibiting those signs, he would pick up on them.

anyway. the reason it's five werewolves is because they can smell emotions (chemosignals) and the idea is that basically everyone knows before lydia (bc in 6a they make it pretty clear that she never really knew she loved him until after The Plot Of 6A happened. i don't know if i should actually spoil it for you. whatever). i have all six sections of this planned out at the minimum but only two of them are written so here's a snippet of the one with isaac because i fucking love isaac:

“You don’t seem surprised,” Isaac says. “That she loves you.”

Stiles shrugs. “I know her,” he says simply. “I pay attention.”

“Then do something about it, genius.”

“Nah,” says Stiles, shaking his head, “I took my shot sophomore year. If she wants something to happen, it’s her turn to make a move, and she won’t do that.” 

“How do you know?”

Stiles lifts a shoulder. “Like I said. I know her.”

so that's that one. i'm very excited to eventually finish it.

as for frat cake!!!! frat cake frat cake frat cake aka the frat cake fic that i will hopefully (god-willing) one day finish. i've talked about it before, here. i actually feel like i've talked about it more than just that one time but i cannot for the life of me find where OH I FOUND IT okay there's also further discussion of it here. essentially it is a frat cake au. here is a snippet, for your enjoyment.

“The drinks are not bad,” Luke agrees. He lifts the bottle and takes a swig, then offers it to Calum. “Want some?”

“I’m good,” Calum says, lifting his shitty beer. “I mean, it’s kinda gross, but straight vodka’s also kinda gross, so…six of one.”

“Yeah, and my mouth has been on this,” Luke adds, inspecting the bottle. “Hella unhygienic.” Because frat brothers are really the poster children for hygiene.

“That part doesn’t bother me so much,” Calum admits, taking a closer step.

[burnt-tomato]

Hey, so ngl University got me hella stressed atm, i was wondering if i could get a oneshot with Daichi where their s/o is struggling with the uncertainty of university and are drowning in work? And he tries to like take her mind off it etc?? Just reallyyyt fluffy stuff feel free to roll with whatever your feeling! I really appreciate u thank u🥰🥺🥺

♤: aye aye sorry for hella late answer yeeee, hope you feel better soon

Daichi x Reader

Anime: Haikyuu!!

Genre: fluff

Warnings: cursing

»»--------------------------------------------------►

Fuck homework. Fuck this shit. When will teachers give us a goddamn break?? All week, every single fucking day, they give us homework that obviously can't be done in a fucking day. School ends at 7 fucking PM, and they give us what? 3 assignments per subject? And don't even get me started with fuckin English, that stupid Professor wants us to write 2 1000- worded essays? Are you for fucking real? And maths just looves to torture children who can't keep up. History is going to fucking end me, the teacher doesn't even want to discuss it properly because she keeps saying "You all need to learn to be responsible and independent" and shit.

You decided to stand up and actually do something despite there being like 8 more to go and it's fuckin 2 AM. You knew that ranting to yourself won't change anything, since there's no one really to talk to. Every college student is on their own, and helping someone will mean yOUR ass getting shouted on by the stupid ass teachers.

Your phone starts to ring.

Of course alot of people are still awake by now. No one barely gets sleep. You're lucky if you even get 30 minutes.. This fuckin university I fuckin swear I'll-

"Oh? Daichi? Why the fuck is he calling me at this time?" You ask yourself in surprise. You were confused. Daichi was never the type to get distracted especially now bc.. college.. plus he concentrates really hard on his studies. Damn I sure hope I also have the same patience he has. So getting a call from him this late plus all this fucCin homework, this is quite the surprise.

Turns out he was done [ ♤: ha. NeRD ]. And asked you if you needed any help. You were jealous of him, no, you ARE jealous of him.

How does he remain calm during college? Clearly every student is hella stressed and is on the verge of breaking like me.

The next day you arrive to School, it's the usual. All the students either face first on the table and snoring,or still doesn't have the will to continue on anymore. You're both.

"Uh, y/n,, wake up. Class is about to start. The teachers are gonna be mad again. I'm still trying to wake up the others who fell asleep." Says a familiar voice. You didn't have any energy to lift your head but it sounded like Daichi.

Mmmmmm of coursee, the teachers are going to get mAd because we fall asleep during classes yAY. Just what we all fuccin needed, another session of teachers screaming their vocal cords out for nothing and they know that this doesn't do any good. Students who're excited for school don't exist anymore, so they should stop getting their hopes high that we still have the will.

Math comes and shit. You were planning on doing math last, but you fell asleep on your desk this morning. You didn't have the homework to pass in. All you could think about was fuck I hope I'm not the only one. And you just jinxed yourself. Everyone planned on doing math first, and you were the only one who doesn't have anything to pass in. Just great. Like I didn't need more screaming. Just wow, as if I'm not getting anxiety from all this homework, now Im getting humiliation and private screaming from the teacher.

I wouldn't even elaborate what he said. It's what he says to the students who didn't do their homeworks, it's just the same. The usual "You should learn to be responsible for once!" No shit Bimbo.

You felt like disappearing. [ ♤: but ain't that what we feel on a daily basis? ]. It's a different kind of anxiety when you're being shouted at and everyone's either staring at you or minding their own businesses. And they say school is a place to make you feel comfortable and accepted. Amazing. After Class you didn't even feel like lifting your head for the next class. Actually, you just passed in the homeworks and placed your head on your desk. You were facing your right, where Daichi was seated. He was 2 seats away from you. You shot him a look that he understood quickly.

[ I was lucky enough for someone like Daichi to have mutual feelings for me honestly. Despite this hell of a School, we still have each others backs all the time. He was that one reason I still go to school. What worries me is that he's picked me up when I fall countless times, and I've barely helped him emotionally and mentally at all. Maybe I'm being to dependent on him... wow the teachers are right for once. ]

Holy shit finally fuckin lunch comes. Took that long enough.

You both climbed the stairs to the rooftop for lunch. I feel sick in my stomach.

You felt really sick and ill. You were on the verge of crying, and Daichi noticed.

"Hey, hey y/n, are you okay?" He said softly as he brushed your hair aside. You tried to keep it all in. You've been trying so fuccin hard to stay strong. You didn't want to break down, especially infront of him, because that'll just mean that he'll have to pick you up again.

"..." You stayed silent. You tried to avoid eye contact, which was hard because he had both his hands on your cheeks, trying to catch your eyes.

"Is this about awhile ago? Look, it's not your fault that they got mad for you not being able to do you homework. It happens to everyone, even to me. The pressure got to you and there was just too much work." He said. You couldn't pay any attention to what he was saying because the only thing on your head was to 'hold back'.

Fuck.. you bit your lip. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.. not now.. please.. don't let this happen now, not to him. I'd rather do this alone, but not now please.. hold back y/n.. please hold back.. please.. don't do this now. Hold back hold back hold back hold back hol-

Pathetic. You started to cry quietly, tears running down your cheeks. You were worried because your tears were making his hands, still cupped to your face, wet. But he didn't care. You started to cry a bit louder, your hands running through your own hair, covering your ears and eyes shut.

You felt someone's hands travel to your back and pulling to closer, your face then buried on his chest.

"Let it out. I'm here." He said. "I'm here to listen. Don't worry it's just the 2 of us here, so it's fine. Cry as loud as you want, say all what you want, I won't leave." His words slowly calmed you down overtime. One arm on your back and one hand on your head, your face on his chest. You started to not care getting his uniform wet. He pressed soft kisses on your forehead, and you understood what it all meant.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for crying so suddenly. You've picked me up so much, and I've barely done anything for you. I'm.. sorry. I just-"

"And what makes you think that? Youre enough and you make me really happy okay? I can't really say that the school is wrong even if they are, but I'm here to comfort you okay? You can always open up to me. Regarding School, how 'bout I stay over to your dorm to help you with your homeworks and schoolwork in general? And we can open up to eachother too.." His voice trailed.

You felt bad making him deal with you being so pathetic and weak. Sure school sucks and you're sick and tired of it, but at least you both have a shoulder to lie on.

Whenever he stayed by your place, you'd sit on his lap while working on calculus lol. He also hugs you all the time when he notices you getting stress. He was also dependable when it comes to accidentally falling asleep and waking you up. You'd take small breaks when you finish a subject, like a long as heck hug or a nap. As time flew you sort of stopped cursing your school tho you still do it lol because he kept you calm and happy.

That day he started to stay in your dorm alot and with both of you helping each other, you got passed everything you thought was a job alone. You still get anxiety and other problems because of School, but at least now you knew, that There's someone to help you stand up again

There are also times that'd when you'd get way too pressured, he'd ask you to play something with him to keep your mind off school even for s short amount of time.

You were happy. He made you calm. You weren't afraid to open up to him anymore.

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Yeeeeeee sorry ik this is bad lol I'm not that good with comforting and stuff lol Also sorry bc it's short lmao

Aye aye feel free to request anything requests are still open lol

-♤

[ryo-hirakawa]

seeing some buzz about yuki to alphatauri next year. and i say this out of love: i fear for him, because he is what. 19? 20? yes lando entered f1 age 19 and is thriving rn but mclaren is, yknow, actually a healthy place. helmut m*rko??? yuki is genuinely talented but it's just his first year in f2 and if they immediately bump him up to f1 i just don't know if he'll be ready. not just ready for f1, ready for being in that environment that is red bull/red bull lite bc we know that's what alphatauri actually is. we see that pierre's doing well rn. but like, pierre has seen worse (i.e. actual red bull). and yuki has not. and if yuki impresses in alphatauri (and i think he could) they'll throw him into the infamous jinxed 2nd red bull seat. and then he'll suffer.

i think what im trying to say is i hope they keep yuki in f2 for another year. let him grow a little more, hone his skills so when he comes to f1 he'll be better equipped to handle it. 1 year can actually make quite the difference, so. i just dont want to see another red bull driver get career-ended.

[humanitysbridge]

im the type of dummy who procrastinates so hard that i have multiple written starters/replies in my drafts but I haven’t cleaned them up and put it off for.....like a week

no i’m not about to post them, i’m a dummy so here’s me rambling about vic’s sexuality/interpersonal relationships  because I wanted this somewhere on this blog eventually and i’d like to procrastinate some more 

(photo descrip: me, clutching what i think will be an eloquent dissertation but will just be full of run-on sentences and incoherent ideas. sorry in advance)

hi. hello. you brave, poor bastard. thanks for clicking. let’s just jump right into it

pls don’t steal my headcanons my galaxy brain tried hard 

let’s get it straight (ha), victor grew up extremely isolated--no friends until he was around 12--but his parents have always been on the liberal side. educated scientists who don’t see sexuality aligning with morality because they see its fluidity in nature so often. why should humans be any different? he’s never felt pressured by society to like cis women because it seems like such a small detail in this infinitely large world.  there was a bigger emphasis on monogamy (mainly bc his parents were soulmates), which has been engrained in vic. if he were to be in a relationship with more than one person there’d have to be a lot of trust, love, and communication between all partners. whether it’s a single partner or two (he’d cap at throuple), loyalty and faithfulness are imperative. 

his father and mother, though too preoccupied to spend time with their son, always found time for each other. it’s one of the few things that vic respects about his father---he loved elinore through sickness and past death. it’s something vic wants. his parents had him at an older age and weren’t interested in adoption, so having a sibling was out of the question. young victor jumped to the next best thing: daydreaming about growing up and having a big family. the idea of a partner was vague, he’s always just wanted someone to love him and show him affection without expectation. he wanted to have a bunch of children so they could have friends and never be lonely. he wanted to play catch and go to the zoo. 

 he’s never had a particular sway toward gender. heteronormativity is present, of course, but doesn’t hold a lot of water. the boy is a genius, and when he has complicated questions about self-identification, his parents are giving him something to read so they can discuss over a scheduled dinner. 

what am i saying, then? sick, thanks for asking. thanks for reading this far. drink some water if you haven’t recently. and stretch if you’ve been sat for a while x

i’m saying that by the time vic goes to high school, he’s interacting heavily with folks his age for the first time ever. he does not NEED high school. like, he was past high school learning so early on. but he needs the social interaction and that’s why he goes. so when he starts working out and joins the football team, he gets unexpected attention from a few of the girls at school. 

he dates them, gets a girlfriend, is pretty sure he’s in love, and everything is PERFECT. he’s going to play college ball until he gets picked up by the n/fl. he’ll ask his girl to marry him and then they’ll start a family. he’ll retire and just. be a dad. a husband. a friend. he’s a romantic fool every day of the week. 

sucks, though, because he gets blown up and sort of dies, wakes up and he’s got a whole new body and a steaming cup of self-hate waiting for him. his girlfriend wishes he died in the accident. his dad expects him to be grateful, but he overhears silas asking ‘did i make my son a monster?’ so......that’s less sick.

between dealing with newfound body issues, trying to control his new abilities, fighting with his father, grieving his body and his mother, and losing everything he’s been working towards in high school---vic has no time to date around. he can’t even fathom someone wanting to be with someone like him; a freak of nature (no, a freak of science. somehow that’s worse)

presently: in my main verse, vic has only been in 2 official relationships (high school gf & jinx--both taking place during his teens) but is presently single. he’s attempted dating with folks who identify various ways, but his own insecurities/heroic duties land him right back where he started. alone.  at the end of the day, all he wants is someone who wants him back. who really loves him and makes him feel less lonely on his dark days. someone who can pick up on his moods when he’s getting tired from shouldering the world. 

though vic might flirt with people he finds attractive, there’s rarely a lot of feeling behind it. he gets looked over for most romantic relationships---more often propositioned for meaningless sex, which he may take up but he’ll be big sad after---so he’s used to empty flirtations with friends and villains alike. in my main verse, vic has gotten comfortable with being single forever. he’s downsized his childhood dream to supporting upcoming heroes and being a needed authoritative/familial figure. 

IMPORTANT: interpersonal relationships are what vic thrives on. just because he’s given up on seeking romance, does not mean he’s  isolated. his friends, found family, and mentees are the WORLD to him. he’d do anything to protect them all. he just....knows that they’ll all move on eventually, so he has to be comfortable being alone. 

welp the sun is about to come up and i def have to be up soon so thanks again for reading this dumb long post that’s kind of about nothing 

[stargate365]

[SGA] 1.12: The Defiant One

Watched with the @stargatevp gang.

Dammit Rodney don’t let go of the controls

Oooh, a sattellite… It’s so shiny. Let’s steal it.

No! Don’t go towards the sound! It sounds wraith-like.

Jfc, guys no. 

*sighs* why do these boys always go towards the danger??

Like, was the a pre-req for going to atlantis nobody bothered to mention?

“we’ll be fine” famous last words.

“remember where we parked” ohmygod, I will never be able to take mom seriously again ever.

Rodney needs better self preservation instincts, thats for sure. 

I mean, we know that John’s more than a wee bit crazy…

“Let’s go take a look” John, no.

Call it paranoia, call it premonition, call it: “Liz knows how dumb those boys are”

*sighs* This whole ep, for me, is pretty much “John, no.”

Like, sg1. I stg, ever ep is pretty much “Daniel, no, do not” and Daniel dpong what he shouldnt.

Spider webs… Hmm… wonder if spiders are secretly aliens who can travel via the vaccum of the void?

*sighs* Rodney, when will you learn, plan for the worst.

“Major are you trying to scare me to death?” Foreshadowing. That was foreshadowing, right there.

This is what happens when you leave half your squad at home, and just take two nerds plus John to fly the jumper

pretty sure I can make a drinking game out of every time somebody touched something they shouldn’t have…

@stargate-stargate​: “You would not survive" like, try me.

“You’re going to kill me anyway.” At least the kid isn’t stupid. 

ohmygod, why do people always cloak puddlejumpers in the desert like it’s a good plan

SAND. SAND EVERYWHERE

John sayng he can be pretty fast is hilarious.

Rodney has a brain, but damn, he’s gonna murder John later.

I cant be the only one who thinks Rodney is planning to murder John in his sleep… right?

“What are you Captain Kirk?”

“You know they eventually die, right?”

Jfc I love him.

“That’s my ship you’re messing with, I’d like it back.”

I also want to know where he got his sunglasses. They’re awesome.

Uh oh. It’s playing dead.

John, no.

Wraith dude looks both tired and grumpy.

Rodney playing nursemaid is adorable and wonderful bc it shows his human side

“Round 1 was a draw.”

Jeez, I wonder how much sand wound up in his pants after rolling down that hill.

Wait. That came out wrong.

John, no. Bad idea.

omg you just gave away your position and wasted a perfectly decent grenade.

What is wrong with you, why would you waste a  perfectly good grenade?

they make a lovely boom

@trisarathops​: “could have been in mensa, eh?“ (im now dead of laughter)

like, i’m pretty sure his survival instincts are damaged. He’s pretty, and math-smart, but like… idk, his internal danger compass is broken?

Oh he had to say that bit about the Wraith hacking the Jumper.

I stg John jinxed himself

Jfc, that’s gonna hurt. John, no;

What did you think he was doing a minute ago? Poking his watch?

This is a prime example of “I did not think this through!

oh ffs stay down already

Use his hands?? Bro, no, i dont think thats how the tech works

John, we do not bring knives to a wraith fight. We bring guns! 

“Now what?” “Reload!”

Rodney looks so badass rn.

“McKay?” “Still here!” Yes, yes you are. :D

Um, John, is the field still up? don’t walk into it. again.

[starrysence]

amusement park date hc’s with uhhh any ship you want i can’t choose

i already briefly did this for ralbert so i’m gonna do mike/jojo bc 1.) i love writing hcs for them and 2.) they just like? totally would go on amusement park dates y'know????warnings: ummm mike is an absolute disaster and gets himself hurt a lot so very small blood tw×××

●so y'know how showing affection publicly is a gradual thing for these two?? well the first date mike decides to bring jojo out on once he knows jo is comfortable w/ some pda is an amusement park date▪he REFUSES to tell jojo where theyre going until they get there▪kind of worried abt it bc what if jo hates amusement parks or something???? mikey here is in a lil bit of a panic▪but it goes down the drain the moment mike sees jojo’s face absolutely LIGHT UP when he sees where they are▪"we’re going on an amusement park date?!?!?!?!? ive always wanted to go on one of these dates oHmygosh!!!“▪hes SO EXCITED▪mike cant. he just? cant. he loves his bf so much●jojo is literally on the verge of BURSTING with excitement the entire time after they enter the place and mike loves it ▪he wants to go on all the craziest rides which actually kinda surprises mike??▪hes always thought of jo as the kind of person who would like simpler and slower rides▪but NOPE▪however,,, is mike opposed to this? no. absolutely not.▪"we should try and go on ALL the rollercoasters”▪"HECK YES"●mike is pretty clumsy not gonna lie▪at some point he cut his knee open on the corner of a metal table bc he tripped over a fuckin rock or something and jojo had to rush him to the car to bandage him up▪mike feels bad bc he knows jojo gets kinda queasy at the sight of blood▪but hes so impressed that jo’s being so chill handling this??? his boy is so strong. yes. look at him go▪"im really surprised you haven’t, like, fainted yet, jo"▪"don’t jinx it, i’ve gotten extremely close to passing out on you at least 6 times in the last 5 minutes"▪"youre so brave i love you"▪"i love you too. dont keep worrying me like this, you,,,,, you klutzy dork. please take care of yourself !!“▪'klutzy dork?’ thats the best insult jojo can muster?▪mike cant help but laugh and he Melts when jojo pouts at him for it▪"im sorry but? klutzy dork is the best you can do? youre so cute baby”▪then he like kisses jojo on the nose and jojo cant stay upset. boy starts smiling so wide mike is worried its hurting his cheeks●theyre LIVING for the amusement park food ▪jo gets SO HYPED when he sees that theres churros▪"can i get 3?“▪"babe theres 2 of us”▪"actually i meant 3 for me…. i wasnt sure how many you wanted though"▪"holy crap, jojo"▪hes is almost scared by the speed at which jojo eats the churros (after he offers some to mike, ofc)▪mike, on the other hand, lives for the classic Theme Park Pizza™▪not much to say here tbh▪he could eat several slices of that stuff▪jojo rlly has no place to judge▪he just finds it impressive ▪"9, huh? think thats a new record"▪"WOOOOOOOOO"●so they eat the food after going on all the rides they wanted to go on plus some, so they settle for some of the games!!!!!! jo wins mike a few prizes but mike kinda gets carried away and wins jojo a lot. so many things. they have to get a bag to hold it all its really funny, jojo is giggling the whole time and mike is so in Love▪and by the time theyre done bagging everything its getting dark out and these boys are getting tired▪so mike suggests ending their time there by going on the ferris wheel!!▪jojo is so on board yes ferris wheel w/ his bf LET’S GO▪the sun is setting around the time theyre on it and when theyre at the top jo sees mike in that lighting and???? what can i say. boy cant help himself▪he goes IN for that cheesy top-of-the-ferris-wheel kiss▪LO AND BEHOLD it IS their first kiss▪"wow wow wowow ow wow wosiw wo w weown ejdjfjfjfjjgkkds" -mike’s mind when jo kisses him▪its just???? everything you expect from these boys honestly▪soft. sweet. gentle. extremely loving and pure ▪theyre so wholesome yall my HEART●so mike is exhausted afterwards but he still thinks he should treat his lovely boyfriend to some dessert ▪mike knows theres a stewart’s at a gas station only about 15 minutes on the way to his place from the amusement park▪so they go there!!!▪jo is practically asleep in his seat so mike asks him what flavor he wants and tells him that he’ll get both orders from him▪"what?? no you dont have to do that…!!“▪mike can tell jojo is trying to be resistant but he can also tell jojo is extremely tired so he INSISTS▪jo tells mike his order and mike kisses him on the cheek before going to get their orders▪the ice cream wakes jo up for a little bit and they kinda just sit in the car talking for a lil while ●…….they dont get back home til the next day▪they went to like this REALLY GOOD amusement park several hours away and just got so exhausted at some point on the way back to mike’s place?? and caffeine Does Not work on mike. and jo’s already out cold and mike really doesnt wanna wake him▪so mike pulls up at the next service area and texts ike to let him know whats going on and then he just crashes y'know??▪they wake up the next day feeling EXTREMELY refreshed!! so they grab some breakfast from the service area and take their time eating it before continuing the drive back▪jo starts laughing bc he has like 50 missed calls and 704847385 texts from elmer and buttons (tHeY wErE rOoMmAtEs) and has to text them to tell them hes ok and hes gonna be at mike’s for a little while▪they had a Good Time

×××

wow i would honestly die for these two????? holy shit. i hope you like these!!!

-sanj ��

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