#im so sorry it took so long DX

[just-an-emily-existing]

~DOTD Angst Story~

“Very good Percy, it’s about time you stood up for yourself.” D10 said soothingly to Percy, who was still furious at Thomas. With his blood all over his clothes, he grabbed a hose and never said a word to D10, but only looked off Into the distance with a grim and determined look on his face. D10 found this amusing.

“Giving me the silent treatment eh?” He teased, but Percy never said a word, he only hosed Thomas’ blood off his clothes and guns. He didn’t even bat an eye. Suddenly, Diesel came rolling in with new and stolen supplies.

“Here’s the stuff you asked for Percy, and- hey! Don’t expect me to do your makeup again haha!” Diesel said as he rolled the supplies in the Dieselworks. D10 was surprised.

“H-Hey! What stuff! What are you planning boy!” D10 growled as he stormed over to Percy. He quickly pulled up his guns.

“While I was out, I told Diesel to get some shit from the Steamworks , this’ll help us show them that we mean business…” Percy said, looking D10 dead in the eyes with a cold expression. D10 was a bit scared by this so he didn’t answer.

“With taking over the Steamworks!?! Remember how I said I wanted revenge on that water spraying bitch!?!” Percy said, cocking his gun. D10 jumped back.

“Y-Yeah! I-I remember that! D-Don’t worry little Percy, we’ll get revenge!” D10 said, backing into the Dieselworks.

“Tch, about damn time, now go help Diesel unload the supplies, after I hose down I’m getting to work, you two can do whatever, I don’t give a fuck.” Percy said. D10 looked back at Percy. Percy was once happy and full of energy, and now, all he saw was a husk of an engine, he was nothing more than a killing machine, ready to attack at any given moment. This was what everyone in the Dieselworks would quickly become terrified of… even D10.

“So, what’s going on with Percy Gun-Hands? Did his little fight with Thomas really fuck him up this bad?” Diesel asked D10, he was honestly getting a little worried about Percy.

“Yep, Percy shot him clean in the cheek, I’m sure that scar won’t go away any time soon. *he looks back at Percy* It’s amazing what a few lies can do to someone.” D10 said proudly. Diesel laughed.

“Yep, he’s an open and empty book, ready for us to write all over.” Suddenly they heard Den and Dart rolling in with even more supplies!

“Put them over there, where no one can see them except us, got it?!” Percy boomed to them. Den and Dart quickly complied and moved them to where Percy said. Percy then came in the Dieselworks and began his work.

“Hey, what’cha making?” Diesel asked. Percy didn’t answer but only gave him an evil smile.

“You‘ll see.”

“How?” Edward asked to himself. He had never seen Thomas and Percy fight like this, sure they had their squabbles every now and then, but nothing like this! Percy would never hurt Thomas let alone shoot him! Edward found himself shaking. For once, he didn’t know what to do. Henry noticed this and came over next to him and hugged him. Edward began to hyperventilate.

“It’s alright Edward, we’ll be able to find a solution.” Henry said, trying to convince himself and Edward. But Edward wasn’t convinced at all.

“But look at what’s happening! With Thomas showing Belle around jealousy is getting the better of Percy, not only that but they’re having a huge fallout, Percy has gone missing and now Thomas is unconscious again!” Edward said, crying. They both sat there for what felt like an eternity, with many nurses checking in on all three of the engines. After a few hours, it was time for Edward and Henry to go back to the sheds, and neither wanted to leave but they had to. As the engines were slowing backing into their sheds, the other engine were babbling with questions.

“Is Thomas ok?” James

“Where’s Percy?” Toby

“Eddie, why are you crying?” Gordon

“Did Thomas say anything?” Emily

“Guys!” Henry called, “Eddie’s not feeling too good, it’d be best to keep quiet.” Henry looked over at Edward who was cringing at all the noise but soon unclenched his face and took deep shaky breaths. James soon came over to Edward and climbed on his footplate as his human self and began to hum “You Are My Sunshine” quietly while wiping his tears. Edward soon calmed down after this. He then looked over at Henry.

“What happened?” Henry only looked at James with a grim look.

“I’ll tell you.” And as Henry explained what happened, the others looked at him with shock and horror, they had never thought Percy would do such a thing, and to his love of all people! The others had no idea what to do.

“All he said was, don’t worry, I’ll get him back, and then he fell asleep again.” Henry finished, looking at his buffers. A horrifying silence fell over the engines. Gordon chose to speak up.

“W-well, whatever happened, I… I don’t know…”

“You want things to go back to normal, don’t you Gordon?” Emily chimed in. Gordon agreed.

“We can only hope…” She responded, as the engines tried their best to sleep for the night.

A few days had passed since Thomas and Percy’s fallout, and Thomas had finally come back with a new scar on his cheek, a scar that would forever remind him of that day… But that was the least of his concerns, all he wanted was his boyfriend back, and he was more than determined to do so. But he just didn’t know how. Of course, with all the other engines asking what happened, it made it hard for Thomas to find any alone time. He decided it’d be best to spy on him from afar, making sure they never saw him. So one night, Thomas snuck out of his shed to go spy on Percy, hoping he’d still be awake. As he got closer to the Dieselworks, he turned into his human self so he could be more quiet. He got just close enough to hear him, and someone else…

“So, how are we gonna do this boss?” D10 asked. Percy snickered.

“We’ll do it like this. I know Thomas is back, which is perfectly fine, I don’t see him as a threat, but this Wednesday, the Steamworks will be closed for upgrades and then, you, me, and all the other diesels will charge the Steamworks and claim it as our own! We can finally get everyone’s attention and I- I mean! We, will finally be recognised and this dump with get a new makeover! It’s perfect!” Percy said proudly. Thomas was shocked! *Percy, taking over the Steamworks, with D10!? What the hell did he do to my boyfriend!*, Thomas asked himself. He was about to leave when he heard someone coming his way! He crouched down but saw it was only Mavis and Salty. He sighed in relief.

“Hey guys we’re back- Percy? What’re you doing here, and what’s with the new look?” Mavis asked, confused.

“Aye, you look like a sea goblin!” Salty added. Mavis sighed.

“Salty, there’s no such thing as sea goblins…” Salty didn’t mind this. Percy groaned.

“What do you want?!” He snapped. Mavis and Salty stopped talking immediately.

“Damn dude, no need to get all snappy!” Mavis said, getting defensive.

“I’ll snap your funnel off if you don’t tell what you’re here for!!” Percy shouted. Salty and Mavis gasped, they’d never seen Percy like this.

“Hey, we just wanted to come here to sleep! Leave us alone, jeez!” Mavis said, backing into her shed as Salty did the same. Percy scoffed at them. He then whispered something to D10 but neither Mavis, Salty, or Thomas knew what. Thomas decided that it was best to leave and tell the others Percy’s plan. He did his best to move quietly, but accidentally stepped on a huge branch! Percy immediately heard this.

“HEY!!! WHO’S THERE!!! COME OUT NOW OR I’LL SHOOT YOU!!!” Percy screamed. Thomas ran as fast as he could with Percy trying to shoot at him again! Thomas soon got away, but Percy was left furious.

“It was probably just an animal boss!” D10 said, pulling Percy back. Percy grunted as he shoved D10 away and went to his shed, which was once D10’s shed. D10 sighed as he went to his smaller and much smellier shed to sleep.

“So you’re telling me that Percy, with the help of all the other diesels, are going to storm the Steamworks!?” Gordon asked, making sure he got the story right. Thomas nodded frantically.

“That’s exactly what he’s gonna do! He also said it’ll get everyone’s attention and he’d- well, he quickly corrected himself and said we’d be recognised. But I don’t know what all of this is for! Is he trying to get revenge on me!?” Thomas asked, while on the verge of tears. Gordon saw this and hugged him.

“I’m not sure why he’s doing this either, but we will put an end to this disgraceful behaviour!” Gordon said, feeling sad for Thomas. Thomas was now silently crying in Gordon’s arms, clutching onto his coat for leverage. They stayed like this for a few more minutes, Gordon waiting patiently for Thomas to stop crying. Once Thomas finally got a hold of himself, he went off to tell the others what he heard. Gordon watched as Thomas slowly chuffed away, Gordon never recalled seeing Thomas cry until now, and he was just as scared as Thomas, *what was Percy planning, and what was it all for?*

“They have no idea what’s coming!” Percy announced to the other Diesels. He was standing on top of D10 as his human self, and holding his Air staff high above his head. His staff had turned from a beautiful and majestic oak staff, to a dark and scary dark oak staff, and the gem containing his Air magic didn’t have puffy clouds and a beautiful blue sky, but instead, a horrible thunderstorm with small lightning strikes coming out. The others had now crowned Percy as their new leader, and fought D10 fiercely for the new position which he won with ease. Percy was showing no mercy to his servants and was definitely not going to show any to his former friends. Percy got down from D10 and was ready to take them to the Steamworks. He returned to his engine self, rolled out of the Dieselworks, and blew his whistle long and hard, to make sure the whole island could hear him.

“Come on you little runts! Show some pride for yourself!” Percy shouted to the other diesels as they also blew their horns with Percy, and together they charged to the Steamworks, derailing everyone who was in their way and stopping for no signals. They soon arrived and they charged in. Percy watched as his friends took what was rightfully theirs, finally Percy had everything right where he wanted it…

until it happened.

D10 suddenly snatched Percy’s staff right out of his hands and broke it into a million pieces! The magic flew out of the gem and manifested in the sky, a huge thunderstorm clouded Sodor.

“NO!!! YOU FUCKING IDIOT WHY DID YOU DO THAT!?!?” Percy screamed at the top of his lungs. D10 just laughed.

“Did you really think that we’d let YOU be our new leader!? HELL NO!!! HAHAHA YOU IDIOT!!! THIS WAS ALL JUST A GAME!!! WE KNEW YOU WANTED POWER, AND I’VE WORKED TOO DAMN HARD FOR MINE!!! DID YOU HONESTLY THINK I’D JUST LET YOU TAKE IT LIKE THAT!? No…The Steamworks is OUR’S now… So you can run back to your stupid little boyfriend and WE will have our fun here!” D10 said, striking the fear of God Himself in Percy. Percy now understood just what he’d done. He abandoned his friends, shot Thomas, and now he had just given up the Steamworks to the worst Diesel of all, an engine he now realized only wanted to use him to his advantage, D10 had tricked Percy into thinking he made the right decision to stay with the Diesels, to shoot Thomas, to try and take over the Steamworks, everything Percy worked for, gone, wasted, useless, *just like me* he thought. He stood there and watched as the Diesel trashed the Steamworks. Percy then looked at his guns and thought a horrible thought… *No, I can’t do it, I have to fix this first* he thought, as he walked away into the thunderstorm to find his friends.

As Percy walked into the thunderstorm he looked up and let the hard droplets fall on his face, washing away his makeup. He took out his earrings and threw them on the ground, he did his best to go back to what he used to be, but it wasn’t working, so before he went to anyone, he went back to the sheds to change into his normal clothes, he cut his hair to the best of his ability, and dyed it back to his original bright green. He burned his old clothes and threw his guns into an old shed behind Tidmouth, he made sure to remember where they were. He took a deep breath and went to go find Thomas, hoping he would forgive him.

“Thomas?”

Thomas jumped and whipped around to see Percy back to his normal self, Thomas looked scared and started to move away, Percy expected this.

“Thomas it’s ok, I don’t have my guns and I’m not here to hurt you, I need-”

“You need what?! You need me to stand still so you can get a clean shot at me! Look at what you did to me! Why should I ever believe you!?” Thomas shouted. Percy didn’t budge, he knew Thomas had the right to be scared and angry.

“Look, I know what I did was horrible, but please, look! I’m back to normal, and I need your help! The Diesels took over the Steamworks and-”

“I know…” Thomas said. Percy was shocked.

“So you were the one spying on me?! Oh no, h-how much did you hear?”

“I heard you and D10 talking about your plan to take over the Steamworks, and you threatening Mavis. But now they turned on you, didn’t they?” Percy nodded. Thomas sighed. He then walked over to Percy and hugged him.

“I’m not forgiving you for this any time soon, but I’m glad you're back to normal.” Thomas said, beginning to cry. Percy started to cry too, he had missed Thomas so much and he didn’t even realise it. They stayed like this for what seemed like hours.

“I’m so sorry for what I did… I had no right to put you through this, I let my stupid jealousy get the better of me and Diesel and D10 took advantage of me! I wish to Lady Herself I never shot you… I don’t want you to forgive me, I just want you to know I’m sorry.” Percy said, clutching onto Thomas as he did the same to Percy. Thomas then looked at Percy and kissed him. Percy quickly gave in and held Thomas tightly. When they broke away, they looked at each other in silence.

“You ready to get the Steamworks back? Only Lady knows what they’ve done to it by now.” Thomas asked, trying to lighten the mood. Percy chuckled and nodded. They then went to go find the others. As they went around Sodor, gathering the rest of the Steam Team and even the Little Western, Percy stayed close behind Thomas, and as they raced to the Steamworks, Percy could feel all the other’s eyes staring him down, judging him, and he didn’t care, he knew he deserved it, he knew they’d all hate him, but right now, all he wanted to do was to save the Steamworks from what he had done.

As the engines approached the Steamworks, they saw it was completely destroyed! But the Diesels were still having their fun, their laughing and shouting could be heard from miles away. Percy and Thomas went in front. D10 quickly saw them.

“Oh hello little Percy! What brings you-”

“I’m not your little Percy anymore D10…” Percy said firmly. He didn’t even look at him. D10 chuckled.

“What? Can’t face what you did? Admit it, you want to come back to us, you want to-”

“You don’t know what I want!” Percy shouted at him, now looking him dead in the eyes with the same determination he had when they took over the Steamworks. Now Percy was taking it from him. D10 was caught off guard.

“That’s right, we’ve come here to take back what’s ours, and to stop you!” Thomas said. Percy gave Thomas a smile as they rolled forward to D10. D10 then turned into his human form and Pinchy let out a loud snap.

“Then let’s fight for it… Diesels vs Steamies! What do you say ol’ chap?” The engines weren’t afraid anymore, and knew that they outnumbered the Diesels. Percy shook his hand and they all lined up with their weapons. Percy let out a long whistle but a powerful voice boomed over the Steamworks. It was the Fat Controller!

“D10!! What do you think you’re doing?!” He shouted firmly. D10 went red in the face and started blubbering like a baby.

“Well, it was all Percy’s idea!! He wanted to do this to get attention! So don’t blame me! Blame the little green caterpillar!” D10 shouted, giving Percy an evil smirk. Percy was on the verge of tears. The Fat Controller looked at him.

“I heard from Thomas that this was his idea, and shall be dealt with soon, but for you to try and attack my engines and destroy the Steamworks is unacceptable! You all will leave this instant!”

“Not until the Dieselworks is fixed!” D10 shouted. The Fat Controller looked at him.

“The Dieselworks is in shambles! It’s hardly an use to us! It’s dingy, dirty, smelly, and everything is broken or on the verge of breaking! You’ve left us in the dark for too long old man! Give us the light of day like you do with your precious Steamies!” D10 said, giving the Steamies a dirty look. The Fat Controller sighed.

“D10, I’m a very busy man, and I’ve no time for these ridiculous antics! If this is what you’ve wanted, then why didn’t you tell me?” D10 looked shocked.

“We have told you!! Many times, but you never listen to us, you just ignore us like we’re not even real!!” The Fat Controller paused. He had been ignoring them, but he does care for them. He sighed.

“Alright, the Dieselworks shall be repaired, so long as you never plan these heinous schemes again! And that goes for you too Percy…” He said sternly. D10 and Percy agreed.

Over the next few weeks, the Steamies and Diesels worked hard together to repair the Dieselworks. It was a tough, long and tedious process, but with all of them working together, they finally managed to get the job done! The new Dieselworks was better than ever and the Diesels loved their new home. The Steamies were proud of themselves too. With all their hard worked, it definitely showed in the new Dieselworks. The Diesels thanked the Steamies as they set off for home. Percy looked over to Thomas who was crying tears of joy. It was all over he thought, I finally have my boyfriend back and everything can go back to normal! Thomas hadn’t realized he’d been crying. Percy chuckled which brought Thomas out of thoughts.

“Hey Thomas, I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused these past few weeks… I wish I never had left you and I’m sorry for letting my jealousy get the better of me. I never should’ve listened to D10 of all people, and… and most of all… I’m so so so sorry for shooting you… I wish I could take that back…” Percy said dreadfully. Thomas smiled.

“Thank you Percy, I really do appreciate it.” He said, looking over at his boyfriend with a gentle smile as Percy did the same.

“Thomas, when I’m with you, I feel most special of all.” Thomas blushed and chuckled.

“That’s strange Percy, cuz I feel the same way with you.” Percy laughed and started to cry too. They then raced home and relaxed but not until The Fat Controller came over to have a few stern words with Percy.

Percy now knows better than to let his jealousy get the better of him, and to never listen to D10 ever again.

[akashicmuses]

@iniquitousideals

The forest was so quiet, not only because of the strange lack of monsters in it but because Luke's current travel companion didn't seem to have a lot to say. He couldn't tell if there was something on the guy's mind or if he was just a reticent person.

"Are you really a swordsman?" Luke asked the other, turning his head to look down at him. He was kinda short for it, wasn't he? His sword would have to be pretty small, wouldn't it? That was a thought that Luke decidedly kept internal.

This was a normal question to ask, right? It didn't sound rude, at least. Luke always had a mouth on him, but these days, he liked to try to be civil. At least until the other person was rude to him first. Or if they were Asch.

Because Asch was always rude if you asked Luke. Whatever. Luke fidgeted with the decorative button on his sleeve idly and tilted his head to the side.

"How long have you been using one?"

[the-angel-of-the-bottomless-pit]

i deserve a cookie or something for finishing postal difficulty while on my period the toll this shit has taken on me is insane dfgdsgdjfg

AND DO NOT EVEN SPEAK TO ME ABOUT WHEN I FORGOT TO SAVE AT THE END OF THE BRIDGE; TRIED TO FIGHT MIKE J AND FUCKING DIED AND HAD TO REDO THE BRIDGE AGAIN.

FUCK THE BRIDGE, EAT MY ASS WORLD, IM FUCKING COMING FOR THAT LAST ACHIEVEMENT WHEN I UNCURL FROM MY 'AAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY INSIDES ARE BEING RIPPED APART BY RABID WILD HOGS' BALL OF PAIN

[sysmedsaresexist]

is it true DID dx takes several years (ive heard 8-10)? i haven't yet went to individual psychotherapy (have been psych. hospitalized several times) but im scared of it taking years for the therapist to understand me and my symptoms fully to the point of being capable of making a dx (despite my extensive journaling + last time i spoke to staff they seemed to truly understand me, but im afraid of the diagnostic process taking years because of um, risk of harm to self and all that)

I'm sorry it took so long to get to this! I've answered something similar in depth before.

If you already have some of your symptoms figured out, the process does NOT take that long. That figure includes a HUGE number of systems that were completely unaware. As I said in the linked post, it's someone going in with symptoms of depression and coming out 12 years later with a CDD diagnosis after very heavy therapy.

This figure is MUCH smaller these days, it won't take that long. Be patient with the process, though. It can still take longer than you'd like, but the process needs to be followed.

[pumpkinsy0]

Do u have any soda and Angela hcs?👀👀

idk if u meant like individually or them interacting/together but ILL DO EM BOTH☝🏽

im so sorry this took so long i napped a lot today😭

soda hcs

•before soda didnt like the nickname darry gave him before “pepsi-cola”, but after realizing that pepsi is ponys favorite drink is pepsi, he liked it, makes him feel more special

•after sandy, he’s more hesitant to build a relationship w someone else and so he’s more hesitant to flirt w all the girls at the dx, he doesnt push them away, but its obvious hes not that into it anymore

•it was soda who hung out w their mother the most, but everytime, he’d try to get pony in on it but pony was always either too young or too scared to go, so soda would get their mom to do things like play puzzles and what not, try to stay home and hang w pony

•he was named sodapop bc his parents wanted to keep up w the “drink sounding names” and darry sounds like dairy, and ponyboy was named ponyboy bc of sodas fascination w ponys

•soda can scratch like a cat, nobody knows how, nobody knows why, but his nails r just always sharp and everyone in the gang has a small scar bc of pkay wrestling w him

angela hcs

•shes that girl teachers would say “this isnt a beauty store” to ik it, speaking of beauty, i feel like it took her a few years to really, “look pretty” to everyone else if that makes sense, she was always pretty but to everyone at school/around her she had a glow up at some point and became really pretty and she uses that to her advantage now that everyones attention is on her

•all the shepards have sharp canine teeth, and if being related to curly has taught her anything, its to not be afraid to bite

•angela, watching mukbangs or pimple popping vids before bed wouldve done wonders for your mental health

•shes told that she looks like her mother a lot and her mother tells her she acts like her father and she died inside a lil bit everytime shes told either of those things

•she was into ballet for a little bit, keyword, a little bit, she was more girly when she was in haiti but when she moved to tulsa she became more of a tomboy bc she hung out w curly more as she basically had no friends

soda AND angela hcs woooo

•not even gonna lie to u, if pony didnt know curly had a sister, i dont even think soda would know either, he did NOT know angela existed

•i mean he would see her at the dx sometimes, she had a memorable face so he knows what she looks like and yea he’s thought “damn she looks similar to em” but it just never clicked😭😭

•angela knows exactly who soda is though, she keeps tans on pretty much everyone in town, its a gift of hers, when that whole sandy thing was going down, soda was missing work and angela asked steve “where the other guy”

•soda has seen a bunch of greaser girls around, and obviously hes seen angela around, but unlike all the other girls, he never saw angela w her own group or clique, she was always on her own, like yea he saw her w a group of girls SOMETIMES but then never see them together again and he feels a bit bad for her

•sometimes soda sees angela stealing pads or tampons and he doesnt say anything, saw her slip in some chocolates and chips too, didnt utter a word

[a-sip-of-milo]

i dont know if you remember me but im the person who found your blog and then was like “oh these disorders that i thought were bad actually arent and i should do research about them” and at times i can focus ive been trying to read at least the psychology today pages about personality disorders so i can at least have a base understanding, especially yesterday i was able to sit down and read because i got sick and when im sick the only good thing that comes out of it is the ability to sit down and read, and it just occurred to me that i might have borderline personality disorder and i feel weirdly scared. i took one of those quizzes thats like “this isnt a diagnosis but it can help you get an idea” and it said im likely and that my answers lined up with someone with bpd. i dont know what to do or how to feel now.

semi related??? this is now the second time ive researched a disorder and then gone “oh wait do i. have that???” (the other being adhd, and also i put research into tourette’s awhile ago for an oc and then a bit later i got it. no dx but like… ive had consistent motor and vocal tics for over a year now so i think its PRETTY likely)

Hello, my friend! I'm sorry you're feeling sick.

i do remember you and i totally understand how you're feeling, i was the same. On one hand, I was excited that I finally had a word to describe how I was feeling, but I was also really uncomfortable with labelling myself as such because of various different reasons.

Remember that there's no rush when it comes to these sorts of things. Take your time, do some more research. Talk to people who have been living with the knowledge that they have BPD for a while and get some first-hand experiences.

I know it is also a particularly hard thing realising you may have the very disorder you've deemed as bad in your head for so long (this is absolutely not me coming for you or trying to make you feel bad in any way). Please try to remind yourself that it is just a label. It is not supposed to be used to hurt you or make you seem dangerous. It's not inherently good or bad. It's just the name of a disorder.

I wish you all the best, and congratulations on continuing to break that mindset. glad to hear from you <3

[redemptionofthefallen]

~Izuku Sings a Song~

[ romantic song ] from Izuku~

"i-i w-would like to sing a s-song for you...i-if that's okay?" Izuku asked blushing and trembling with nerves. she had finally gathered up the courage to sing for him...

she just hoped he liked it.

Valentine's Inbox Memes [ romantic song ] - Izuku serenading Alastor with a romantic song.

"Hmm? You would?

"Well then let's hear it!"

Izuku bit their lower lip but nodded “al-alright then” her tail curled around her waist for comfort as her ears twitched nervously. while Izuku had a very pretty voice, she was cursed with the fear known as stage fright. sure she performed on the street for money, but that was with her violin only. her voice? was a whole other story. 

however after spending some time with Alastor and loving his performances so....

when valentines day came up, she thought it would be the best time to show how brave she could be for him. to do the one thing that terrified her to death for the second time...

to sing for him. 

after waving her hands a specific way a black wooden Violin appeared as she took it gingerly. placing the violin under her chin she heaved a small breath as she began to play a few cords. tapping her foot to a steady beat, as the violin went on with an upbeat tone. her eyes closed, she began to sing the first words: 

“Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back He said shut up and dance with me This Man is my destiny He said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me”

Izuku’s foot still tapping to the beat of the song, as her violin played along with flourish. her nerves could be seen in her features, however her voice and strumming would not be effected by her nerves as she continued on: 

“We were victims of the night The chemical, physical, kryptonite Helpless to the bass and the fading light Oh we were bound to get together Bound to get together

He took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and He said...”

as she went through the chorus again one would be able to tell how into the song she was becoming. a slave to the tune in the movements of her hips, the features of her face. even with her eyes still closed. you could tell the passion of her voice and playing in the way she moved to the song she was singing.

“A suit and tie with Mic in hand My charismatic Romeo Melodic dream I felt it in my chest as he looked at me I knew we were bound to be together Bound to be together

He took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and He said...

Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back He said shut up and dance with me This Man is my destiny He said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me!

Oh come on now!”

during the instrument solo of her violin played, she decided to do a few tricks she would do on the street to impress him. the spring in her step would be infectious and innocent. her bright smile could be seen for miles with the pure joy she felt singing right in this moment.

 “Deep in his eyes I think I see the future I realize this is my last chance

He took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and He said”

suddenly the music began to slow as her features softened, before she gathered the courage to open her eyes for just a moment to sing the chorus to him directly. not breaking eye contact with him her emerald green eyes staring right into his Ruby reds: 

“Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back He said shut up and dance with me This Man is my destiny He said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me!”

not being able to keep eyes contact anymore she closed her eyes again a small blush on her cheek bones as she finished the chorus of the song with flourish: 

“Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back He said shut up and dance with me This Man is my destiny He said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me!

Oh oh oh shut up and dance with me Oh oh oh shut up and dance with me“

once the song was over, she put down her Violin and opened her eyes to look at Alastor. her trembling returned “w-well....thats it...what...d-do you think?” she asked waiting with her heart pounding to see what he thought of it. 

@smiledotdeer​

[stanknotstark]

5 times Loki caught you and 1 time you caught him

Summary: You let out an airy laugh. “As thanks for catching me all the time I’d like to say it’s now time I catch you.” Loki gets an adorable, confused look on his face. “Pardon?” “You’re falling for me and it’s about time I catch you, Loki.”

One.

The building you had just evacuated civilians from was falling, tumbling, about to crush you so you threw yourself out the fifth story window and hoped something would be there to cushion your fall. 

Falling through the air, time seems to slow as you realize the only thing going to cushion your fall is cold, hard, asphalt. You prepare your body to tuck and roll so the hard, unforgiving ground doesn’t pulverize your body but at the height you jumped it most likely isn’t going to help. You’re seconds away from touching the ground when you stop midair. Green magic surrounds you and you sigh out of relief as your stand from your curled position. 

The collapsing building behind you settles as dust and dirt puffs out in large clouds making you cough a bit.

When your feet touch the ground Loki walks up to you with a heated look on his face, the magic surrounding you now dissipating. 

“Are you mortals always so callous with your lives? I mean, honestly, you do realize that jump would have gravely injured you, right?” Loki asks, his tone miffed. 

“Look, the building was falling so it was either die, getting crushed by a building, or jump out the window with a better chance at survival even if I get injured.” You reply back with annoyance. You swipe your hands at your suit, rubbing the dust off of it and look around the deserted, destroyed street in NYC. 

“I suppose that’s a fair reason to jump from a building.” Loki says lowly looking at the rubble behind you with a raised eyebrow. 

You roll your eyes. “Thanks for catching me.” You say softly. It’s so soft you don’t think Loki hears you but his eyes flick to you then he looks away, a faint blush coming to his cheeks. 

You both jump back into the fray of the battle, splitting off in two different directions. As you come up to some mutants helping the Avengers keep the invasion of aliens in New York City, again, you stop one with a hand on their shoulder. 

He’s young, very young, barely looks 17 years old but he has powers that you could use. He has the ability to manipulate nature and its elements. 

“Hey, come talk to me when we get this mess sorted out, I need your help for something.” You tell the kid who merely nods at you before you both continue attacking the aliens. 

~~~

“So you want it like this?” The kid asks you. You both sit in Central Park near a tree. The roots of the tree are protruding from the ground as he manipulates the small tree in his hands. 

The figure in his hands is an out branched tree, the roots of the tree curving around and up so they create a circle of nordic runes around the flat tree. The mini tree is Yggdrasil, something Loki has mentioned in the past, telling you he missed his time of youth playing around the tree with Thor, eating the golden apples it produced. 

“Exactly. You’re very good with your powers, how long have you had them?” You ask the kid who smiles at you for your compliment. 

“I’ve had them for four years now.”

“Well if this is four years in the making I’m excited to see how well developed they become in a decade.” 

The kid gives you a small self satisfied smirk then looks back down at the small Yggdrasil in his hands. 

“So we have Uruz, Gebo, and Perth, did you want any other runes?”

You think for a bit, trying to remember all the runes you read about in one of Loki’s Nordic books. 

“Put Algiz, it looks like a Y but....like a pitchfork, the stem sticks through the V shape of the y.” You explain to the kid. 

~~~

Loki comes into the kitchen and Thor is immediately on top of him. 

“Loki, you have a gift!” Thor booms out with excitement. 

Loki frowns. “Do you not understand what personal space is, Thor, Norns,” Loki pushes at Thor who backs up with a flush in his cheeks but still excitedly holds out a sleek, black box to Loki. 

Loki grabs the box, his eyebrows stitched together. He looks around at the Avengers who sit staring at him with unreserved nosiness. He notices that you are the only one continuing to eat as if nothing is happening. 

“Open it, Loki, Jarvis ran scans and it’s nothing dangerous.” Tony tells Loki, nearly vibrating in his seat. 

“Was there a note with it, a name from who it’s from by chance?” Loki asks, looking at Thor. 

“Ah!” Thor turns around and grabs a piece of....parchment. Curious, not paper, actual parchment. Thor hands him the small, folded parchment. Loki opens it with one hand and reads the beautiful cursive. 

Thanks are in order for his highness.

For I hold debt to his person, such spinous.

Perhaps the mighty catch,

withholding a mighty scratch.

For that, he is bestowed as, fineness. 

Loki feels a smirk pull to his lips after he reads the limerick. While not the best he’s ever read he knows you tried your best and appreciates it.

Loki magics the parchment into his pocket dimension and finally opens the box. 

His breath is stolen for a second as he looks at the gift. He pulls the small tree, decorated in small, golden flowers, out and sets the box aside.

“What the heck is that?” Tony asks bewildered. 

“Yggdrasil.” Loki and Thor say at the same time. 

“Ig dra what?”

Loki flicks his eyes to you under his lashes, seeing you smiling smugly and feels his lips pull at the corners. He lets his fingers lightly trail over the runes around the tree. 

Uruz. Strength.

Gebo. Partnership.

Algiz. Protection.

Perth. Luck.

“It’s the tree at the center of the nine realms. It is sacred...Whoever gifted this to Loki must consider him in very high regards.” Thor explains softly, looking over the tree with twinkling eyes. 

“You Asgardians have the weirdest romance techniques.” Tony says flippantly, focusing on his meal again. At his words Loki glances at you again to see you with bright red cheeks and choking on your food, silently. 

Loki doesn’t respond merely places the tree back in the box and sets it where he plans to sit so he may eat as well. 

Two.

This time Loki catches you in his arms. 

After your gift Loki had become...not quite overbearing but he wouldn’t let you out of his sight any more than 15 minutes at a time. You really don’t mind though because Loki is very entertaining in battle. 

“You think mere whiffs of air will hurt me? I did not train thousands of years to fight puffs of air.” Loki scorns an elemental mutant as he sends blasts of, just what Loki said, air at him. 

The air bender is starting to sweat and shiver in fear as Loki walks towards him. You hang back, crouched on a car’s hood near Loki, watching like an amused but lazy cat in the sun. 

Then the air bender gets an idea, you see it flash in his eyes. He quickly gathers air in a fluid move and punches it at you. You can’t move fast enough because the air is blowing you backwards into the air. 

You grunt when Loki catches you, bridal style, before you can touch the ground. He must have teleported because you’re quite a distance from where you were. Your arms naturally wrap around Loki’s neck but you look where the mutant last was and see him running off with his tail between his legs.

“Loki you let the mutant get away...” You say a little disappointed, almost pouting when you look at him.

Loki rolls his eyes. “I find your health to be of more importance, I apologize for caring,” Loki huffs out, setting you down on your feet. You let your arms fall from his neck and lightly laugh.

“Thanks.” 

You smile at Loki who lets a small smile touch his lips but it’s gone in a flash. “Shall we get back to work?” 

“Ya...” You say, clearing your throat and nodding. Why does your stomach feel like that, maybe you ate some bad breakfast?

~~~

“Loki, they have now gifted you with gold, emerald cufflinks!”

“Thor, stop pouncing on me when I enter the kitchen, you stupid oaf!”

“But Loki! Look!”

“I see them, get off of me!” 

Three.

The next time you fall just happens to be on purpose. You’re sparring with Loki and see him shoot a leg out to trip you. You let it hit your legs and make a believable shocked face as you fall. Loki also has a look of shock on his face but gracefully catches you before you hit the floor. Your hands come to rest on his arms that hold at your waist. 

You let out a breath and give him a small smile. “Thanks, you know I really need to stop falling so much.”

Loki helps you stand to your full height then reluctantly pulls his hands from you. “As long as you do it close enough where I can catch you, I do not mind it.” 

You feel your cheeks heat up but luckily they’re already red from exertion so Loki shouldn’t notice. 

“I suppose I can do that.”

~~~

This time you call Doctor Strange for your gift. 

“So...you want me to spell these journals so you may share communication through them?” 

You nod giddily at the sorcerer. 

Stephen sighs, defeated. “You could just write in the journal then exchange it.”

You pout. “Well, you see we haven’t really acknowledged that it’s me giving him gifts....”

“Then acknowledge it.”

You let out a shocked laugh. “Stephen! You owe me, Christine still doesn’t know about that time you-”

“Fine! I’ll do it, but then we’re even.” Stephen glares at you halfheartedly. 

You smile. “Deal.”

Stephen nods, satisfied.

~~~

“Loki!” 

“Thor if you get any closer I will stab you!” Loki yells as he enters the kitchen, standing at the doorway with Thor looking at him a little abashed but still just as excited as a puppy. 

“They have gifted you a journal.” Thor says in a normal, inside voice which very well may be the man whispering.

Loki glares at Thor but his look softens when he grabs the distressed, brown leather journal from Thor’s hands. When his magic washes over the journal he senses a spell bound to it but can’t decipher what it is. 

Intriguing.

When Loki is safely away from everyone, in his room, he opens the journal and writes the first thing in his mind in it.

What sorcery are you up to now?

Loki sits back, then a smile curls on his lips.

I’m no mage, surely you know this by now.

The ink shows up as if someone was directly writing in the journal. Loki admires your fine print. 

Merely a clumsy woman then?

Loki sits back and waits with bated breath for your response, confirmation it is you gifting him for catching you. 

Clumsy but with a few tricks up her sleeve.

Loki lets out a chuckle.

Tricks indeed. Who enchanted this?

Loki can’t help but ask, he honestly thought the magic was very well. It’s not an intricate spell but he might be impressed depending on who cast it.

You wouldn’t want to know.

Loki’s eyebrows raise.

Oh, but I do.

No. 

Loki sighs, blinking at your words. 

I could call this off, refuse to catch you anymore, stop your generosity.

Loki waits with a furrowed brow. Maybe he shouldn’t have said that, he didn’t want you to stop gifting him. Norns, he messed up.

You could...

Loki holds his breath.

...but you won’t.

Loki smiles and shakes his head.

No, I will not.

Four.

You’re out on a run the next time you fall where Loki may catch you. See, you being human and all, have to train hard to keep up with a super soldier and gods so you have to run at least five miles a day. Loki decided to start joining you on your runs. 

You’re a little distracted today because Loki is literally glowing in the sunlight. He looks every bit a god, as he reminds everyone of consistently. You’re so absorbed in Loki you don’t see the raised crack in the concrete you jog on. Your foot hits the raised elevation and you gasp as you topple forwards. 

Loki is quick to grab your arm and with his stable weight holding you you get your feet back under you and stand up, letting out short breaths. You look at Loki with a grimace. “Thanks.”

Loki looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “While I appreciate the attention, you should really keep your eyes where you step.”

You put your hands on your hip and look at the ground as you laugh, a little embarrassed to be caught. Loki brings a hand forward and tilts your head up by the chin. 

“And don’t hide your laugh or smiles from me.”

You smile at Loki and nod. Loki gives a satisfied hum.

You raise your own brow and nod in the direction you had been jogging in. Loki silently agrees with your prompt and you both continue jogging. 

You focus on where you step now but half your mind is distracted again as you think about what to gift Loki this time.

~~~

Loki doesn’t get bombarded by Thor which makes him finicky. No gift?

Loki gives you a confused look but you only give a small smile and shrug in return. So, Loki goes about eating his food if not a little disappointed. 

When he enters his room he sighs. Perhaps you had changed your mind on what’s developing between you both. You had seen your error and this was how you were backing away from Loki. 

Loki frowns when he hears a light clanging noise coming from his desk. He walks over and in a red flash there’s a small treasure chest floating on the desk’s surface. He takes the box in his hand and opens it. What pops out are words, spelled out in scentless smoke. 

Doubt can only be removed by action.

Loki lets a genuine smile cross his lips as the smokey words dissipate. 

Loki searches his mind to come up with a random thought and he thinks of you, naturally, and how you must feel about him. He opens the treasure chest again, to curious for his own good.

I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, and all you ever will be.

As the words disappear Loki feels warmth in his chest. His hands shake a little, so he curls his hand around the box and brings it to his chest, closing his eyes with a smile still on his face. Maybe there’s a bit of relief there too.

Five.

You’re dressed up and attending Stark’s birthday party. You had picked some nice heels but heels weren’t really your thing. You complain about it to Loki and walk slowly so as not to trip. Loki snickers when you wobble and grab his arm for stability. You’re pretty sure you’re going to fall because of the heels but you’re modestly surprised when you fall because someone isn’t watching where they’re walking and push into you causing you to fall backwards.

Loki catches you with elegant grace. You’re tilted back in his arms as if you had just ended a wild tango and he is dipping you. He looks down at you, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Loki leans down and kisses you.

Your eyes automatically close, your lips moving in his, your hand coming up to cup his face. You swear your feel dizzy and your stomach is fluttering. His lips feel silky smooth but when he pulls back from the kiss you swear the feeling of his lips are engraved on yours. You lick your lips just to taste him one more time. Loki’s eyes follow your tongue before looking in your eyes with a smirk. 

“Loki...” You say, not sure what you’re trying to say, too lightheaded and happy. 

Loki glances around and quickly tilts you back up, his face slipping into a cool and collected expression. Standing up you now notice the party has gone eerily silent, minus the soft music playing in the background, as everyone looks at you and Loki. Then, the moment is broken and everyone slowly goes back to their conversations, letting the room fill with mild chatter once again.

Loki still rests an arm on your waist. 

“A drink?” He asks tightly, nodding to the bar. You nod your head quickly, biting your lip as you both make your way to the bar. 

When you both settle at the bar things are tense and you’re not sure what to say. The reaction Loki had to everyone watching was...less than appreciated.

“Are you embarrassed of me?” You ask Loki, catching his shocked eyes.

“No, what gives you that assumption?” Loki frowns at you.

You shrug your shoulders and force a smile when the bar tender comes over to take your orders. When you’ve told her your drinks you look at the bar counter with furrowed eyebrows. 

Loki lightly touches your shoulder but you don’t look at him.

“What have I done to upset you so?” Loki finally asks when he realizes you’re not going to look at him, his hand lightly resting on your shoulder still.

You grab a square napkin and start folding it. “Your reaction to the attention.” 

Loki is silent for a minute. “I wasn’t embarrassed, if that’s what you think?”

You swallow, dropping the napkin, then look to Loki who has a look of caution, like this is new for him.

“I...” Loki actually lets his hand come up to rub through his hair as he looks away from you. He’s nervous. “This is new for me, I’m not used to being...accepted so honestly during social events.”

You frown. “Loki, if you’d let me, I’d like everyone to know what we have. It doesn’t have to start tonight but I would very much like to show you off.” You explain slowly.

Loki lets his eyes come back to yours, they’re filled with softness. “I would like that.”

You let the frown fall from your face and let a smile replace it. “Good,” You say, letting out a happily shocked sound when Loki grabs your hand, holding it in his. 

“Good,” He replies.

~~~

The next day Loki enters the kitchen and Thor doesn’t jump all over him but shoves a rose in his face. 

“Brother, look what Lady Y/N has gifted you!”

Loki glances at you, seeing you talking with Natasha but there’s a slight curve in your lip when you sneak a glance at him.

Loki grabs the rose from Thor then truly looks at it. The stem is actually cold and metal. It’s lined with pure gold. And the petals of the rose slowly change to a iridescent yellow color.

Thor across from him hums and pulls a piece of paper out, reading from it.

“Yellow means you are extremely happy!”

When Loki realizes what the rose does his heart swells. The rose petals change to a deep red color.

“And red means...love!”

Loki snatches the paper from Thor who smirks at Loki. Loki glares at Thor but when he looks over to you, you’re looking at him with raised eyebrows and a cute smile he wishes he could kiss off your lips. 

Plus One.

You had considered tripping up Loki just so you may catch him but that wasn’t really your best idea, you’re strong but not sure you’re strong enough to properly catch Loki. Instead, you decide you’d catch Loki as he’s falling for you. 

You both sit on the common area’s couch, knees pulled up and leaning into each other with cups of hot tea in your hands. You had both been talking about various topics but finally you bring up the subject.

“I’m happy you were there to catch me,” You smile when Loki’s eyes flash with mirth.

“I never thought I would say this, but I am happy you jumped out of that building.”

You let out an airy laugh. “As thanks for catching me all the time I’d like to say it’s now time I catch you.”

Loki gets an adorable, confused look on his face. “Pardon?”

“You’re falling for me and it’s about time I catch you, Loki,” You explain.

Loki’s face softens into a tender look. “Will you take my hand and be my courted?”

You smile, sip your tea and look around like you’re thinking about your answer. Loki lets out a genuine laugh making you look at him again.

“I suppose...”

“I suppose won’t work, darling. It’s a yes or no question,” Loki smirks at you.

You bite your lip, god everything about this man was perfect.

“Yes.”

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[steel-and-fire]

The little kitten came back, but they brought someone with them... It's a little girl wearing a white dress. White hair. Pale skin. They hold onto a teddy bear as they awkwardly walk to the man. "Hello." The girl greeted, "I'm P. As in Para." @reality-council.

The Underground King’s eyes opened a little wider. He did not expect to ever found out who the mysterious person with the mysterious kitten was. But guess.....He was wrong.

A smile formed on his lips, as leaned down a little.

“Hey Para~ It’s so nice to meet you at last! I wanted to thank you for the drawing and everything up close, i couldn’t stand it think i would never have the chance.” His eyes moved to the little cat, and he smiled to it as well.

“Are you friends? This little one has enjoyed way too many cookies, ya know.” He left a chuckle at the end of his sentence.

@reality-council

[rotten-strawberrie]

Hi! I love ur writing, if you’re comfortable, could you maybe do some hc’s about the how the gang would react to their s/o being on their period? I totally understand if not :)

im sorry this took so long to get out anon , and thank you , it means so much!^^

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aaa i'm so sorry this took so long anon , thank you for being so patient^^

order for anon: gang x menstruating! reader

genre: fluff , comfort ,

warnings: mentions of menstruation , but a gn reader

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cherri

she knows how it feels

she'll always have a hand on your lower back , rubbing or just for some pressure

lets you borrow her weighted blanket anytime you want it or need it

there's probably lipstick stains on your tummy from her leaving kisses on it

heating. pad. plushies.

darry

only remembers the basics of menstrating

he knows that cramps are awful from the few times his mother mentioned it

he knows little of what can help , other than heat and certian positions

most likely holds you any way you'd like and lets / asks you to ramble and rant to him

its a win win since he enjoys your voice and he's a living heating pad

the absolute king of scalp massages / scratching

dally

dallas didn't understand how bad it was until johnny chucjed him in the gut

Johnny is surprisingly strong

dally just asks you flat out what you want and need

" I'm not a mind reader what do you want-"

soft dallas folks

will whine and moan about you clinging to him , but won't push you off

johny

knows has bad they can get , but always asks how bad you're hurting at the moment

constantly rubs your back

either makes something warm for you to eat or drink , or makes something easy for your tummy

will not hesitate to deck someone on your behalf

" they're being a bitch? oh , , these hands are rated e for everyone- "

marcia

she'll either draw you really detailed realistic art

or the most cracked shit ever

once wrote a 12k word fan fiction about food falling in love homo-erotically to cheer you up

( yes I hc Marcia as a crack fic writer )

will leave you random treats to cheer you up

ponyboy

would get angry at people on your behalf also

100x worse

absolutely refuses to leave your side

takes naps on your tummy all through-out the week

likely just sticks his entire head in your shirt

if you pull it up to see his face for any reason he'll grumpy pull it back down

sodapop

he doesn't like seeing anyone hurt , especially you

brings you slushies from the dx every chance he gets

texts you the entire shift , or any time he's away from you

he'll hum you to sleep , canon

asks Steve to help cheer you up from time to time

steve

will bake for you

anything , anytime, anywhere

you'll just come home to a fresh chocolate cake and a little note from him

also brings you trinkets or plushies from the dx

soda and steve are the comedy duo

also sings to you , either he tries so you can fall asleep , or he's bad on purpose to make you laugh

two-bit

follows you around calling you stupid period names

" feeling better ketchup packet ? :c "

" need the heating pad expired salsa ? "

it rubs off on steve , i'm so sorry

he doesn't know how to cope besides ploping you on his lap and making you laugh

does treat periods seriously

" just because I'm stupid doesn't mean I can't be a feminist ?? "

[thecirculararchive]

This is a SystemQuirks ask. I dunno what I'm doing really and I'm very sorry if this wasn't where you wanted this, but I kinda wanted to grab your platform to get more feedback on if other systems experience the thing..

So, we're a fairly recently discovered self-dx traumagenic system

I'm the host and I recently had an alter introduce hinself through a really long, super intense dream. It felt like about a month in duration and consisted of several memories over a couple years with him there. Mostly as a 'new kid' at school.

Like, we had detailed conversations and talked about what we wanted to do when we grew up too. (He wanted to go into politics to help with natural park conservation)

I also thought he was an actual new kid and asked one of my school friends where he was, giving a name and short description. After the friend had a mini crisis and told me she had no clue who I was talking about, I got it sorted out and easily seperated the dream bits from the normal bits

But anyway, I haven't heard of an alter intro like this before??

It just seems sorta weird and I was hoping that someone else related to something I described, so I can have a frame of reference

Thanks, 🐐

Hey! Sorry it took me so long to answer. Sounds like a weird situation, but it’s absolutely happened.

I actually was the alter to introduce themself in a dream. Roy did as well; though we weren’t quite as clear to the “viewers” of the dream as yours appeared to be!

We also often mix up reality and our dreams (both due to the DID and due to the REM Behavior disorder we believe we’re developing. Thanks, genetics!) It’s normal, imo, to be a little confused when you have this disorder.

Im glad you’re able to communicate with your alters like this! I hope it gets easier/less confusing with time.

[dolliedarlin]

Hi im sorry if I'm disturbing you but I need to ramble for a bit and ur my only sense of comfort <3

Soooo I day dreamed a bit and then I had a scenario in my head about Kirishima with his wife and daughter ( angst)

(This is written very shitty I apologize in advance)

So imagine Kiris wife was a pro hero too and died... so now there's only kiri with his 14-15 year old daughter and they're...... sad... so one day kiri is on a mission and gets hits really hard so he ends up in the hospital, kiris daughter being emotionally drained and unstable freaking out when she sees him in the hospital first she runs to hug him and then she gets a bit of an mental breakdown and yells at papa kiri for being so careless and of how she is supposed to live without any parents when she basically can't even without her mother. A LOT LOT LOT of comfort from papa kiri and then they make a pinky promise that kiri isn't allowed to die and leave his daughter alone and.....

TIMEEEESKIPPP SOMEHOWWWWW

We see someone standing in front of two Graves and PLOTWIST its kiri himself...

His daughter got some kinda illness like cancer and died... So kiri goes " you broke the promise little one" and holds his pinky in front of the grave of his daughter and cries...

OK SO I KNOW THIS IS WRITTEN SHITTY BUT IMAGINED THIS SCENARIO OVER AND OVER IN MY HEAD AND IT MADE ME CRY I JUST WANTED TO SOMEHOW GET IT OFF MY CHEST....

I LUV U AND UR WRITINGS!<3

- an insomniac anon who's having an exam tomorrow

Luv u <3

i apologise to all you lovely anons that i kept in my ask box for such a long long time >~< i honestly don't know how to respond to your creative imaginations sometimes, it's all wonderful and imaginative and i feel like if i add anything or even comment anything, i'd be making input that isn't needed but all these scenarios need to be shared so everyone can be kept sane while i make you guys wait until the next update (DX i'm so sorry for that btw)

oh my gosh, this is just heartbreak...heartbreak heartbreak, i can feel my heart snapping in two!

but just to make it a little happier, i imagine a year or two after his daughter died, Kiri was seriously injured in yet another dangerous mission. you see, after he lost two of his most precious people, he because really protective of the people that were in his life currently, and that meant all of his prohero friends and since he has a hardening quirk, he always took the hits even if it meant getting hospitalised over and over again.

so he's in his hospital room, relaxing and trying to read a book even though he can't concentrate half the time and ends up reading the same paragraph over and over again for the past half an hour when...he hears the door gently creak open before a pitter patter of footsteps make their way over to his bed.

looking down he sees a little girl with a handful of daisies in her clutched to her chest before he could say anything she greets him in the most adorable voice he's ever heard

"hello mister! do you like daisies?" she grins with a crinkle in the corners of her eyes

"ummm...yeah, they're very cute" Kiri plays along, enjoying the company as his heartstring pull achingly at the vision of his deceased daughter in place of the little girl.

"I think so too! i bring them here for my grandma, mommy says she's sick and that it's very serious..." kiri's heart breaks at the thought of such a young and innocent child having to go through a gradual loss of a loved one so early on, "but i think that if i bring grandma enough flowers, she'll smile enough and feel happy enough to get better," such innocence needs protecting and Kiri is reminded of why he does what he does as a prohero. "Are you sick too, mister?" the little girl asks with a frown.

"yeah but i'm strong so i'll get better soon, don't worry little one," kiri reaches down and gently pets her hair, smiling at how soft it is. Just like his daughter's...

she giggles and holds a delicate daisy up to him, "have a daisy and be happy!"

"Thank you..."

[doiefy]

very angry (2*3)!/2 + 2[(d/dx)7x]*lne^2(4+2442758^0) to you bc i purposefully took all the math courses for my degree early so i wouldnt have to deal with math my last years of uni and u made me see that fucking monstrosity after i made sure i'd never have to see derivatives and calc ever again /j

LMAOOOOO NOOO IM SORRY 😭😭 honestly tho sometimes it's so surreal/confusing/infuriating/*insert weird emotion* when you see something you haven't seen in a long time. but anyways thanks for the angry (2*3)!/2 + 2[(d/dx)7x]*lne^2(4+2442758^0) hehe <333

[offbrandmercyplates]

Apocalypse Emster (by @cats-in-boots)

(Mentions of suicide. Some angst, attempted fluff. Fluffy Emster is hard to write. DX)

 

Prompt: Write a post-apocalyptic romance.

 

Emmi carrying her backpack, full of supplies from the last store she searched. She managed to find enough supplies to fill her backpack to the brim, but she still needed a place to sleep for the night. As it turns out, you can’t sleep in the same place for a long time without risking raiders finding you. Even without raiders though, she was on a mission. Prior to the apocalypse, Emmi had to be separated from Gaster and the boys while on a business trip with political figures. Being a known pro-monster activist lead to a busy life, but Emmi wouldn’t have it any other way.

While on the trip, she had gotten held up in traffic. There was a panic, but she couldn’t understand what the fuss was about. Why were people running and screaming? That’s when she saw it from across the street; a woman chased a man and sunk her teeth into his neck before ripping out his flesh. Emmi watched the world of humans around her fall into chaos as people lost it. The zombie apocalypse was here, and without time to prepare. She needed to leave. She made a U-Turn in the street and drove off. She sweated nervously as her heart sunk in a realization.

She forgot her phone at home.

Home was a long way from here. Sure, her car had a built-in GPS, but if things were as bad, could it be possible that Gaster is in trouble, too? What if Gaster went to go find her? How was she ever going to find him if they were both trying to find each other at the same time? The sweat on her neck had gone cold. There was no way she could make it back home with the amount of fuel she had. The day may be have been young, but she couldn’t stay in one place for too long if the virus spread as quickly as she thought it did.

Emmi took a moment to stop walking and set down her backpack. Her shoulders were tired, and she needed to rest anyways. She sighed. Her mission was to find Gaster and the boys. Every day she spends away from them, the lower the likelihood of her finding them and the lower the likelihood of them being alive. It’s not like they could get infected, but they can still be dusted by an aggressive infected human who stumbles upon them. Emmi hears a gunshot. Day One of the infection was rough, with plenty of reasonable people taking reasonable shots, but after a month of infection? People really start to lose what makes them sane and civil; especially when everything is on the line.

Emmi hides in the shadows, wanting to investigate what the sound was but not wanting to risk being found first. She has an awful lot of stuff and it’d be a shame to lose it all to a raider. Emmi carefully creeps down the street, seeing infected wander the street more openly to investigate the sound with her. Maybe this was a bad idea. Emmi makes a turn on a motel building wall and sees someone run into a room. She noticed a flash of ivory white on the figure. “Wait…!” Emmi exclaims. Is she deceived?

Emmi runs to the parking lot, tripping over something before she gets there. A freshly shot corpse is there. Judging solely by appearance, this is probably a raider. They look bitten on the neck, but that doesn’t seem to look like how they died. Emmi sees a handgun in their hand. They must have shot themselves, then. But why?! Emmi sees undead looking at her, running towards the poor girl. She screams in surprise when she’s nearly grabbed by an infected, dodging and throwing her backpack over the motel wall and flying up.

While in the air, she sees the backpack was caught by a flight of stairs going up the motel. She flies over to the motel stairs and takes the backpack, running up the stairs with the backpack as she tries to make it where she saw the figure. She makes it to the fourth floor, undead chasing her as she runs by the doors on the fourth floor. She makes it to the figures door and knocks aggressively. “Help! Please, open up!” Emmi practically screamed as she saw zombies running towards her location. It was he either open the door or she has to ditch her backpack to fly to safety. Her wings weren’t strong enough to carry her while she flew. The door unlocks and opens enough for Emmi to be pulled in by skeletal hands.

The door is closed and locked as infected people slam against the door. Emmi looks up to see Gaster, but she sees Papyrus instead. Sans looks at Emmi with surprise and Gaster is quick to desummon his attacks as he gives Emmi a good look.

“Emmi? What are you doing here?!” Gaster asks as Sans joins Emmi and Papyrus in a family reunion hug.

“I-I thought I saw you! And I did! You’re here!” Emmi breaks the hug with Sans and Papyrus to hug Gaster, but he refuses and holds her back with blue magic.

“You thought? Were you not paying attention to how many there were out there?! That was a huge risk for thinking you saw me!” Gaster scolds.

“It was a risk to just let you leave! Do you have any idea how long I’ve been looking for you?” Emmi asked, a little heartbroken at the scolding.

“You could have waited until the area was clear! You’re lucky Papyrus didn’t listen to me or Sans, or you could’ve—” Gaster tears up, hand shaking as he releases her from his blue magic.

“Gaster…”

“You could’ve gotten bit. What would I have done then? Endlessly look for you without knowing that it was MY fault you got infected? Emmi, you really need to—You’re so— honestly, why do I even—”

“Shh, shh. Relax. I’m okay. I’m not infected, Papyrus let me in, and I’m here.” Emmi hugs the sad skeleton, offering her presence as forgiveness for her irrationality.

 Sure, it was a fault in her logic to assume that white meant Gaster, but at least she was here now, right?

“Reckless woman.”

“Your reckless woman.” Emmi gave him a kiss on the cheekbone while in the hug. Gaster nuzzles her neck, magic tears having dried but the worry still hanging.

“so, are we going to get to hug mama too, or…?”

“SANS! THEY’RE HAVING A MOMENT!”

“but shouldn’t we also get to hug them? he’s not the only one who missed her.”

“WELL… THAT’S TRUE, BUT ONLY IF THEY’RE OKAY WITH IT! AHEM!”

Papyrus confidently strides towards the couple. “MOTHER! CAN ME AND SANS HUG YOU, TOO?” Papyrus taps on your shoulder, getting a glare from Gaster as he proceeds to hug tighter.

“Of course. I miss you all.” Emmi gives a smile from over Gaster’s shoulder.

As Papyrus is about to hug Emmi, Gaster gives him a light push back with blue magic. “No, she’s mine.”

“Gaster!”

“They can wait five more hours.”

“Be reasonable.”

“That is reasonable.”

Emmi huffs. Stupid, cuddly skeleton.

“Love you, Gaster.”

“I love you too.”

~~~

OK FIRST OF ALL IM SO SORRY I NEVER POSTED THIS I FEEL SO BAD.......

second of all I LOVE THIS?? This is a SUPER cool concept, and I absolutely love that Gaster didn't want to let her go at the end there XD Let her hug her sons!!!!

I also love that you took advantage of her having wings within the narrative, but still gave them limits! That was a really neat touch.

Absolutely wonderful work!

[little-yugi-muto-rp]

for the trinket ask meme.

Kevin has a hard picking one thing that means the most thinking of Yugi. however out of everything he has a four way tie. ///i cant make him pick just one, he just puffs up and threatens to not cooperate for the next reply if i make him choose between these four DX well played ya brat >.> ////

in no particular order:

the promise ring: this one is obvious. this is first xmas gift he ever gave Yugi along with the gift of his father Atem with the help of Yugis grandpa. when he was thinking of xmas gifts, he wanted to give something that meant something permanent to the relation ship to Yugi -as Yugi gave him that with the Key to the shop- so then he thought of the promise rings. he saved up for a month and a half to get them custom made for the two of them. the Look on Yugi's face was one he would never forget. it proved that Yugi was just in love with him as he was in Yugi. his doubt was forever gone at that point. he knew that without a doubt thier love was eternal.

the Photo Soloman took the evening of thier first performance together: i have talked about this briefly as a head cannon, but Kevin takes lots of pictures of Yugi. and of ALL of them -and he has a lot- that picture is his favorite. it's his favorite due to the fact that he thinks Yugi's expression is the cutest and for once Kevin likes the way he looks in the picture. he knows how happy he was to be with him. he could tell by looking at the picture.

the Receipt of the Bass Guitar he bought for Yugi: something else Kevin saved up for. this plan had been in motion since the moment Yugi mentioned that his guitar was old and got the job done and his thought was "but he deserves a better guitar than that" this was his first proclamation of love for Yugi he gave. he saved up for two months to get the Guitar he gave Yugi. he keeps the receipt for it because one of the most precious moments for him was when he opened the case and saw it. especially when he saw his name on it. its a reminder of one of his favorite expressions Yugi has ever made.

and lastly but not least, the Key to the Shop: this was the first gift Yugi ever gave him. not only that but him giving him that key was showing how permanent thier relationship was. that this wasnt just a fling, or a dream. this was real and it gave him the security he desperately craved. to this day he still wears that key around his neck for comfort. -by the way side note. when they get married, he plans on putting the promise ring on the same chain as the key so he'd have that everywhere he goes too XD-

and those are the trinkets XD im sorry this was long i hope it goes through DX

//aaawww, these are sweet! Sorry I've kept forgetting to post this.

[redemptionofthefallen]

🖊? (I like seeing people talk about their oc's.)

AHHHHHHHHWWWWWWWWHHHHAAA YESSS!!!

i was hoping someone would send me this! XD

okay like, im going to gush a bit about everyone since there wasn't one mentioned XD

Kevin.

like i love him. he's my angry boy. his deep rugged voice i will admit was an inspiration from Bakugou from MHA but his character is diff. he is seeped with insecurities from his voice down to the fact that he feels no one thinks he is talented (even though he actually is) i relate to him so much. i feel the same way he does when i write him the way i feel about my insecurities leak into his character because they are so similar. plus i love red heads XD lol

theres more info on Kevin in a head cannon ask HERE

Justin

this guy came OUT OF NO WHERE! and just started talking to me XD like he was like “hey there! im Justin!” and im like who!? lol. the scene that came into my head originally was when he was trying to comfort x reader because she was bit fluffier than most and basically went up to the guy and was like “well your missing out and this is how you treat a lady” and outright kisses her dipping her in the process XD hes just so blunt but sweet. and a total goof ball and has a bit of an impulse issue but we love him XD true story i was trying to think of a name for him, the name Justin came to my mind when i realized that the perfect voice for him would be Justin Cook....and so im like...okay! Justin! XD so he was the reason his name is Justin and whenever i hear Justin speak its in his voice. 

Seth 

this guy is probably the most complex Muse i have. not to mention the hardest for me to write. Seth is the complete opposite of me. hes cold and cruel and i am not. but thats what makes Seth so fascinating. hes not that way because he wants to though. he has to to keep his brother safe. under it all Seth is so compassionate and kind but the Council makes him mask it for thier pleasures DX i wish i could write with him more, but hes so confrontational because of the situation hes in. 

Gabriel 

this little sunshine boy is who i wish i could be XD hes so chipper all the time and in my head the way he says “oh goody! goody! just makes me smile. he’s heavens version of a weeb of mortals and i love how i was able to capture that in his character. sometimes he can be so oblivious its cute XD frankly out of all the muses he could sweep me off my feet if he wanted to XD hes so good looking in my head and he just wanted to make people smile. i love that about him.

Amber

she is my bat shit crazy girl. if you want to get an idea of her kind of energy...listen to the song “Screw Loose” cause my god that song is her in a barral! XD the funny part is that her falling in love is a hard thing. her heart belongs to her beloved David whom died saving her life. i wish i could find her someone though, cause i know she’s lonely. but i ant pushing it....gods i can already see her eyeing me with her knife XD the other thing that is funny is that while she knows magic and uses it on a daily basis as she is a witch, she much rather kill people with her bare hands...with a knife...she has a knife collection...and its big. i wish i could write with her more often as she really is a fun muse to play XD

Nick and Nate

these two....THESE TWO!!!! i love them so much. they are so in love with each other and it is BEAUTIFUL! as i was thinking of thier characters lying in bed from a concussion -i had to stay in the dark for days doing nothing it sucked- i remembered once upon a time rping with a person whom i loved their character. and he was a red head. Nick was born out of my desperation to feel close to that muse again. although Nick is pretty different than that muse was, but thats how he was born. Nate on the other hand was inspired from Naruto Uzumaki himself. as that is who i rped with that specific muse that Nick was based off of. they called each other whiskers and red as nicknames and i used it with these two and made it fit cause fuck it XD Nate is different from Naruto though, while he will stand up for whats right he is more kept to himself as he thinks no one will like him cause hes gay and lives in a school where there was intolerance. but of course Nick doesnt give two shits XD 

Draco

i had just recently answered asks about this little gem you can take a look HERE 

Izuku

Izuku is my sweet girl. my shy, bashful, and chubby girl. i love her so much. she reminds me of how i was in high school soft and timid. she also doesn't judge anyone for anything. accepts anyone for who they are....unless your mean then that's different. she is also my most angsty muse, canon to her universe she has Cancer. leukemia, and its bad. Doctors say she is on borrowed time and that she wouldn't live past 18, however she is 19 now and gets sick easily. she loves to sing, her dream is to be in a band and win battle of the bands before she passes on.  this Muse has been through a few rebirths but many things stayed the same however her name is one of the things that has changed. ironically enough when i was making her Profile i really thought her name was Izuku which meant flowing water....but then after i made her bio and had rped with her already i realized that the name i was looking for was Isamu instead....but by then the name had already stuck and i didn't want to change it due to anxiety and laziness XD she loves sunflowers and the color yellow. 

and those are all of my MUSES! oml im so sorry this took so long but here you go! ^^  truth be told...i have possibly two more muses in my head i may bring to light however im not sure if they would be received very well, so im still deciding if i should XD 

thank you for the ask @deleteddewewted and feel free to drop by to ask about my muses any time ^^