#imma be crying for the next several days

[manderian]

Just my boi drawn as the cure album disintegration.

[sleepyjuice]

If you like crafting and making jewelry, you best bet JJ is wearing every single thing you make him even if it looks tacky or childish. He will wear that colorful beaded bracelet with pride and tell everyone that his talented girlfriend made it for him.

You had started making jewelry half as a joke and half out of boredom. You figured you’d make some silly little bracelets and give them to your friends as a gag gift.

You were just working with beads for now, so you weren’t being fancy by any means.

Of course you had made one for jj. It was full of different shades of blue beads, some white, with some little ocean themed charms. Plus, a few hearts, of course.

When you gave it to him, you would have thought you gave him a fucking Cartier bracelet or something.

“Holy shit, you made this?” He was dumbfounded, his mouth agape as he studied the little bracelet, immediately sliding it onto his wrist.

You laughed quietly, unsure if he was being overly dramatic as a joke.

“Uh, yeah. I mean, it’s nothing crazy, jay. I was bored yesterday and found a case of old beads I had from when I was a kid.” You explained, genuinely not expecting him to be so excited.

“You kidding me? This is sick. You make any more?” He asked, nodding his head in the direction of you cluttered desk, where you did indeed have several more that you made.

“Yeah, but these ones are silly. Seriously, I was just messing around.” You told him, watching as he walked over to your desk, studying all of your other creations in awe.

He was immediately drawn to one you had made for yourself. Pink beads, hearts, butterfly charms, and your name was spelled out.

He grabbed that one, holding it out to you.

“Can I have this one, too?” He asked, dead serious.

Your heart raced at his words, damn near wanting to cry at how sweet he was being. He was being so genuine and supportive and you had never felt someone show you so much love and pride for something quite literally so small.

“You want that one?” You giggled, and he nodded in response, already sliding it onto the same wrist as his other one.

“Baby, you got some real talent here. You gotta start one of them Etsy shops or somethin’.” He pulled you into him by your waist, kissing your lips a few times before pulling back and holding out his wrist to you.

“You gotta make me some more, babe, seriously. Next paycheck imma take you to the craft store so you can get some more stuff.”

He wore his two bracelets proudly, going about his day as usual, not taking them off, even for work.

That was when someone made a comment.

“Shit, maybank, I like the new ice. Didn’t know you had a baby sister.” Someone snickered at him as he bussed tables, causing him to set the buss tub down harshly, turning to face the guy that was talking shit.

“Shut the fuck up, man. My girl made these. Do we have a fuckin’ problem?” jj challenged, ready to fight for your honor.

Say what you want about jj, but don’t say shit about his loved ones.

Fortunately for the other guy, he wasn’t in the mood to fight over a bracelet, even though jj was. So he just held his hands up in surrender and backed away.

“Whatever, dude. Don’t get your panties in a twist.” He concluded, making jj clench his fists as he inhaled sharply, his heart racing in anger.

He didn’t want to let some random asshole get the last word, but he could see his boss from the corner of his eye, so he forced himself to take a deep breath and continue working. He couldn’t afford to get fired, he had to take you out to get more craft supplies.

[rhiarin]

AU Headcannons of the the Day part 2: Giulietta Capecchi ✨

• Giulietta's life is similar to the game but.....Has a troubled relationship with her parents (except her sister). She was always trying her best to make them proud to her, but sometimes, they are really strict to her, and feels that she failed to make them proud.

• Giulietta loves fashions! Giulietta even tried to making dresses of her own, but it takes some time for her to practice making them, but her skills are slowly improving. She even pick or chooses the right ones that fits for attending some fancy events or etc.

• Giulietta loves drawing. She has draw several sketches on her notebooks and can also made some few paintings. She even draw with her sister Lucrezia, or Philomena, and spent hours of sketching and painting. Giulietta also wants to learn drawing realism too, but she knows that it takes some time to improve her arts skills.

• Here in my AU where Giulietta and Philomena's friendship will never fell out. Philomena feels she cannot do anything fun without her. And that's why their friendship always stays forever (I hate that PS just broke up their friendship).

• She and Lucrezia had a strong sisterly bond. They're always been playing together, walking some cities in Concordia including the whole Elysium Fields, having a harmless playful fight sometimes, but what most always do together is having a picnic.

• When she was a little girl, Giulietta was hiding at Georgina's prospect gardens, crying behind the oak tree. This is where she met Georgina, and Georgina's instincts kick in because she saw her crying with some wounds on her arms, so she decided to take Giulietta inside and clean her wounds with care.

• Giulietta views Georgina as a "mother figure" because of how she treated her very kindly than Franca. She also got learned to do cross-stitch, crochet, and embroidery by her, and also learned to floral arrangements so that's why Giulietta won the flower arrangement contest. Georgina also teaches Giulietta to draw realism too, because Georgina is a very excellent at drawing too so she decided to teach her step by step. Sometimes she also gives Giulietta some fancy dresses even though Giulietta feela it's kinda embarrasing to wear.

• She and Seamus had a first meet during he was delivering some invitations for Mr. Alastor's parties, Giulietta and Seamus spending some time together in other parts in Elysium Fields like planning some secret dates, enjoying some peaceful moments in the shores of Elysium Fields.

Fun Facts:

• I headcanon Giulietta's birthday is 2/11/1878

• Giulietta loves reading history

• hates long legged spiders(especially the huntsman)

• A pet lover. She loves both cats and dogs

FINALLY I FINISHED HER AU HEADCANONS!!😵😵 Sorry guys if it's too long for me to finished cuz of my loss motivations, for me kinda weird for thinking and making her headcannons, so that's all....

(Imma do Georgina next 😵)

[r0yalgrimmartz]

Kore and Chazz in the year 2024,,,

Since yugioh GX is set in like 2004 at the start of the series and they're like 15-16 there, so like 35-36 (oh JESUS), and I think Chazz and Kore might be married at this point here. Idk mainly because I personally think it would take them a while to get married mainly cause Kore was not exactly one to be in a rush to get married. AND I COULDN'T BE BOTHERED TO SKETCH FUTURE DESIGNS IMMA CRY!!!

But here are some ideas my brain was scrambling:

⚡️ Chazz is a world famous pro duelist basically at this point, absolutely knocking it out of the park. He's finally where he feels like he's meant to be, yet without his brothers help. However, he's somewhat mellowed out as he's gotten much older, but his old personality still lingers. He's still The Chazz we all know and love at heart.

[MORE SHIT UNDER TO READ]

⭐️ Kore does also funny enough become a pro duelist, however that is somewhat a bit later yet she's managing just fine. Chazz is somewhat responsible for helping funding her (that was before they confessed the feelings but shhh).

⚡️ They currently have three kids (idk how the fuck they even agreed to three), with Kore being the fun and exciting parent but knows when to be stern and mature when things get a bit serious. Chazz is surprisingly the somewhat stern parent, however he's a great listener if his kids have problems and is better at giving advice. Plus he might let them get away with a few things it's all good.

⭐️ Kore absolutely misuses modern day internet slang so bad. She has tried this with her kids. Her kids are absolutely embarrassed. Chazz does not even bother, he's just confused. Like wtf is "GYATT"???

⚡️ Chazz ends up needing fucking reading glasses, his vision when reading up close got worse-

⭐️ For all Kore is the physically affectionate one, Chazz has to initiate the affection and love since...Kore forgets. This man just waiting for a smooch as she just obliviously walks past.

⚡️ I am not entirely sure what Chazz's relationship with his brothers would be currently, since originally I had it where they absolutely do not speak to one another. But, maybe they all met up once just to have a brief catch up??? As unrealistic as it sounds, but maybe after that they just all go seperate ways.

⭐️ Kore gets married to Chazz around the age of 29-30. Mainly because Kore and Chazz didn't see each other again till they were like 23-24, but it was mainly Chazz trying to initiate trying to form a bond again (ends up being a romantic bond). Chazz literally tried proposing to her several times and this dumb bitch was like "ehhhh can we hold it off till next year and ask me that again?" Then after a few attempts Chazz just did one last attempt out of frustration probably outside of a gas station and she just was like "hmmmmmmm okay sure <3 But could you put 20 on number 4- " Yeah. Very...romantic.

⚡️ Chazz cannot drive for shit. Kore is the designated driver. Currently has been trying to learn thanks to Kore but he kinda just says fuck it and goes. Nine times outta ten nearly crashes into the side of someone's car.

⭐️ Shopping trips tend to be a nightmare, mainly because Kore wanders off, and Chazz is fighting for his life on trying to find out where tf his spouse just fucked off to. Kore is found wanting to buy several mugs she found cute. Chazz is scolding her like a fucking parent and dragging her back to the shopping cart.

⚡️ Adding onto shopping nightmares, I feel like Chazz still is like "we getting the finer brands" and Kore on the other hand is like "yeah but they have a three for one sale- " then it ends with Chazz forcing the finer brands into the shopping cart. He's paying for the shopping tho so win win???

⭐️ Kore has dragged Chazz out for late night car rides a couple of times. Both going on late night drives, and getting food from drive throughs. Sometimes they'll park somewhere quiet and just chill on the car bonnet and watch the stars. It's a lame as it sounds, but Chazz just sorta let's Kore. I feel like Chazz does enjoy dumb things like these, granted not wanting to be woken up at stupid hours of the morning, but they kinda just star gaze and ramble on dumb shit or problems they're just feeling.

⚡️ Chazz I don't imagine is the most affectionate person during the series of GX, but thanks to Kore's gentle affection and her being slow and steady with Chazz, he grows more affectionate over time. Doing little things like hand holding, leaning against one another while they're sitting, Chazz constantly keeping Kore close - mainly so she doesn't wander off - or small brief head pats in public.

⭐️ Kore doesn't have much identity issues compared to the shit that happened after Season 3 of GX, but now and then I feel as if after what she's gone through she still struggles with her own image and doubts on who she is. Cause ya know, being used as some sort of sacrifice to be rebirthed as some horrifying deity close monster like some shit outta Fear & Hunger meanwhile your other friends are dead and your other friend is some Supreme King and there's some non-binary dragon monster spirit- Yeah that shit crazy. But Chazz does try help reassuring Kore a lot. She might still have the odd nightmares but Chazz immediately hugs her close and let's her silently cry it out. Once she's calm they'll chat after or unless Kore is that tired, then she'll doze back off.

⚡️ Idk why...but I feel like Chazz is somewhat the type of motherfucker that's like "you kids don't know how good you have it these days" or like "they don't Duel like how they used to" idk but it plays on my mind.

⭐️ Kore worries about how she raises her kids, as she doesn't want to cause strain or pressure on them like how her mother used to push her to be the best along with her siblings. Same with Chazz, he worries about how he raises his kids but he's a bit more self aware and doesn't hold unrealistic standards like his brothers did on him.

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As for like their kids, I doubt they'll ever be sketched. Originally I didn't think they'd have any due to their like fear of how they'd raise them. But I've pondered so just in case, then here even tho it really isn't relevant (both English and Japanese names):

🥀 Kenji Manjoume/Kaden Princeton

- First child

- Golden child yee yaw ass

- Gifted then severely burnt out in later years.

- Very soft and sweet wee lil' boy, grows to be a severely tired and irritable man.

- WhoreTM

- Top buttons on shirt always undone, cleavage. Slut behavior.

- Dramatic af, Kardashian style break down if shit doesn't go his way.

- Needs therapy but won't go. Says he's fine. Is not fine.

- Probably Bisexual. Man leaning.

- Fave ice cream: Cookie Dough.

💎 Himari Manjoume/Harper Princeton

- Second child

- Actually was planned. Ended up being a nightmare child (feral gremlin).

- Was the cutest baby, but underneath would attempt to set someone on fire.

- Tried cutting Atticus' hair once. In his sleep.

- Very chill in later years.

- Quiet and intimidating looking which makes people fear her (is actually super shy and easily flustered someone talk to her).

- Lifts. Has been passed down the beef genes (thanks to Kore and Riley's papa <3).

- Absolutely spoiled by Chazz when she was little. Deffo some form of Daddy's girl surprisingly....

- Can now easily pick up Chazz in later years. She strong. That ain't yo lil' girl Chazz you raised King Kong. Still loves her tho. Just is startled at how she can easily pick him up.

- Literally a beast duelist. Yet fumbles when her crush talks to her.

- Likes to dress very feminine. Very into skin and hair products.

- Very into girl's....is shy to even ask out.

- Fave ice cream: Mint chocolate chip.

✨️ Ekou Manjoume/Elijah Princeton

- Third child.

- Ultimate accidental child.

- Actually the most chilled baby to raise.

- Yet found ways to get into places he shouldn't like the balcony, cupboards, under the bed, on top of the closet,,?

- Very soft and shy little bab, a full on enthusiastic dumbass in later years.

- Zero braincells.

- Surprisingly academically super smart. Yet lacks common sense at times.

- Acts very flamboyant. Yet has ultimate rizz. Doesn't even realise he has rizz, he's a fucking idiot-

- Somewhat looks more like Chazz. Hilariously. Yet has more of Kore's enthusiasm and her life filled eyes. Probably will cause arson though.

- No filter. Says the most outlandish, borderline horrific down bad shit your poor ears have ever heard.

- Bisexual??? Somewhat woman leaning.

- Fave ice cream: HAH. He lactose intolerant like Kore....likes a lot of sorbet tho. Mainly lemon or lime flavoured desserts.

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This is all of my rambling I will croak now if anemia doesn't do it-

[stormyoceans]

I need a scene in Last Twilight where Mork and Day spend their time with each other as usual. Sit together on the couch, listen to the music. Day puts his hand on Mork's forearm. Their knees brushes. There's smile on Day's face, small but content.

Right near him, Mork is silently crying. His whole face is wet, he breathes through an open mouth, trying to not make even the littlest sound. He tries not to shake too much. This was the first time since a very long time ago when he felt like a child, helpless and terrified. At first after the conversation with Day's mom he felt numb. But when he sat on the couch beside Day, deciding to spending their last evening together as usual, he couldn't stop himself. He haven't cried for so long. But he missed Day so much. He was right next to him but he missed him so much already.

He won't even know how much Mork misses him.

ANON IM SAYING THIS IN THE MOST AFFECTIONATE WAY POSSIBLE BUT IMMA NEED YOU TO GO STAND IN A CORNER FOR A WHILE AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE LIKE. THE ABSOLUTE GROWING HORROR AS I READ THROUGH THIS AND SLOWLY REALIZED WHERE IT WAS GOING I'VE NEVER WANTED TO WALK INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC MORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE

the way this would hurt SO MUCH MORE than the two of them having a fight over day's mother's words because at least in this last case day would know why mork doesn't show up after that, but day saying goodnight to mork and going to bed expecting to hear mork's steps coming down the hallway towards his room the next morning like it has been happening every day for the past few months only for him to be left waiting and waiting and waiting, wondering if something happened to mork, trying to reach out to him and getting no answer?????? part of him refusing to believe mork would leave him without a word, the other asking himself what he did wrong and thinking that maybe mork just grew tired of taking care of him?????? PAIN SUFFERING TORMENT AGONY ANGUISH SADNESS DESPAIR

worst part of it is that the ONLY WAY i can see mork doing something so cruel is if day's mother used mork's own self doubts against him, telling him that she can see day is falling for him but that he is only a mechanic, he doesn't have any education and he is full of debts, he can't offer day a proper future so it would be better for him to just disappear so day can move on AND I JUST CAN'T THINK OF THIS ANYMORE IT FEELS TOO MUCH LIKE THE EMOTIONAL EQUIVALENT OF BEING MADE TO CONSUME SEVERAL PLANES OF GLASS WHILE ON FIRE

[erisenyo]

Hello again! Somehow chapter 3 was simultaneously sweeter and angstier than the others. The time being both a curse and a blessing to Zuko? Him knowing it was almost over so he should be relieved, but ALSO making it that much harder to resist just letting his feelings out!!!! Ma'am??? MA'AM. I AM SQUISHY BE GENTLE WITH ME. I hope you know I physically gripped my chest when Sokka flirted with Zuko!!! It felt like a movie scene! Like there was background talking and music from the dancing, maybe glasses being clinked, the whole vibe of a crowded wedding. But the second Zuko lost his breath, everything faded away. I swear, I could SEE Zuko getting flustered! And Sokka pulling back afterwards with a laugh, was when all the noise flooded back in. You're so good at creating little moments for the boys to get lost in!!! Also Zuko checking out Sokka as he walked away?? Absolutely get it. He deserves to be ogled. In love with the line about him wanting to go back to being mildly interested if Sokka and Jet were flirting! The way he is immediately pining lmao. The torture you put him through is so funny.

“It’s been years,” Sokka is teasing as he tucks the jar away. “I don’t know how you’re not over it by now.”

“Yeah,” Zuko says after a beat, feeling the question like a dull ache in his chest, a familiar pain he barely notices anymore except when he pokes and prods at it. “Me, too.”

“Did you ever try?” Sokka asks, curious.

“Yeah,” Zuko says again, heartfelt and briefly closing his eyes.

This whole interaction? Not fucking okay. I am NOT OKAY. I have to go lay on the ground for a while. I'm SENSITIVE! God to admit to being in love with your best friend without actually saying it. Without them actually hearing it. Ugh. You're brilliant. The way Zuko has so many moments of yearning and Sokka clearly sees none of it. I'm literally the audience. I KNOW Sokka loves him back! But the second the perspective changes, I also feel like the character is reading into things. The chase in the kitchen? That's basically foreplay for them, and yet I'm like "You definitely shouldn't make a move, Zuko. This is just friendly groping, you know how it is." OH my God. The scene where he told Mai he was thinking about leaving.

“I don’t know if I know how to be without him,”

I genuinely started tearing up. This is truly is a divorce fic. This is why I rarely read breakup stories man! I know there's a happy ending, but it hurts!!!! You did such an amazing job making us care about these characters. Too good, actually. Imma need you to stop!!! And the last scene where he is just awful at baking but deciding to take the several hours to just make something for Sokka. He's literally the sweetest!!! But to end it with "And he knows some things can’t go back to the way they were before, no matter how much you might try your best to make it happen. 'Toss it.'" was cruel!!! The defeat in that paragraph is difficult to cope with. I need to go eat a box of brownies myself. This was so bittersweet. I loved every second, but I need to read the happy ending like 6 times to get rid of the ACHE in my chest!!!!! Thank you for literally stomping on my feelings for a whole chapter lol. I know I'm like crying in all of these comments, but I promise it's all a joke. I loved it so much and imma be thinking about it for the next WEEK. I think I need to put on some sad music now, I'll be back to yell about your beautiful writing on Friday!!!💕💕💕 Have a good day!!!!!💖💞

Hello again!! I love to hear that Ch 3 managed to up both the angst AND the sweetness! All the emotions to the max, that is what we are here for!

I love that the passage of time was so present for you this chapter, and that dual sense of relief and agony came through. The end is in sight but also the end is in sight. And when the end is in sight, well...where's the harm in a bit of indulgence? (Something Zuko might have thought...more than once in the past)

And I am LIVING for the fact that the Kataang wedding flashback was so vibrant for you! That you physically reacted! That it felt so much a movie scene with everything fading away and the focus pulling in tight to them and then suddenly rushing back in! That's exactly how I envision it in my head, complete with soundtrack and camera angles and the loving framing of Sokka's ass as he walks away as Zuko checks him out. He's earned a bit of ogling :P And poor Zuko immediately knowing it was bad, I did really line up the torture for him in this one haha

I'm doing a little happy dance that you notice and love all those little moments for the boys to get lost in, even in the midst of a crowd, and I'm THRILLED that you called out the have-you-tried-to-get-over-it-scene! That's one of my favorite exchanges of the whole story and for exactly the reason you say, all the admission and honesty that's happening without the other person even realizing it, two identical but entirely different conversations happening at the same time, miscommunication happening in the midst of talking to each other. Good stuff haha

And I LOVE that Zuko's yearning and Sokka's obliviousness worked so well, and that even knowing that Sokka has to return his feelings the POV switches and external views of each other were so effective for creating that doubt! Especially in a big giant miscommunication-that's-lasted-5+-years fic, it's so wonderful to hear that the uncertainty and doubt feel so genuinely rooted in the character's actions and how they read each other, and that Zuko doesn't come across as a total idiot for not making a move (even though we as the audience know they're both being complete idiots about it haha)

I'm so happy too that the scene with Mai where Zuko finally levels out loud about his feelings was so moving, too! (It's always weird to say I'm happy when someone tears up haha. And given the audience, I'm so happy the divorce-even-though-we-were-never-together vibe is coming through so strongly, and that it feels like such a breakup even though it doesn't have any of the 'we dated' pieces! It puts such a smile on my face that you've come to care about these versions of the characters so much :)

And that 'toss it' was rather mean, wasn't it haha? I love that the sweetness of Zuko's determination to bake something for Sokka contrasted so sharply with his defeat only a few months later, and that the sense of being worn down by it all came through so clearly. Though hopefully you could cope with the promise of the HEA incoming (and maybe some box brownies :))

You are more than welcome for the feeling stomping and the chest pains, I'm beyond happy that you're enjoying this story so much and that it's so in your head. Thank you for these lovely amazing awesome asks!!!

[sleepyburito]

Venting about my father

Tw! mental issues not being addressed/someone refusing to medicate and for... I guess weird dad? and a parent seemingly living through their kid? Idk how to explain this one, parents yelling at their child and general bad parenting

So... Imma just start with the usual thanking god I don't live with my dad and I haven't meet with him in person since the year before covid and yeah I am very grateful

But I have a once a week skype call with him I literally can only get out of if I'm really sick, have a social event or play up my exhaustion to make it seem like I'm sick

So my dad is a fucking ping pong ball of emotions when it comes to these calls. Sometimes the call is nice and sweet while other times I feel like fucking crying afterwards

I don't ever tell a lotta people how bad things get even my mom doesn't know the full extent of things. Like she's seen some of the worst of it cause it usually results in me crying and needing a hug but there's a lotta little things.

a prime incident that makes me so fucking mad looking back on it now is when I was 13. It was my dads birthday and I had managed to send his birthday present but it was going to be a bit late. I let him know this but then he doesn't show up for our Skype call. Then he sends this message.

'I'm very disappointed in you ***' (not saying my legal name here)

and it turns out he's upset I 'forgot' his birthday and it takes him hours to answer and in that time I have a full on meltdown crying session while me and my mom try figure out wtf?

Then there was the time he got on my ass about studying (which yes I was not doing) in a way that made my stubborn self snap and so he got mad and I got so mad I started crying and next thing I know we're ending the call and I'm crying to myself in the kitchen.

I now offer last weeks call. I mentioned I hadn't gone out and socialised much but I had managed to go on some walks and get some nice time to myself (I hadn't I just wanted him to shut up with asking me what I did) and I mentioned I wasn't the most energetic and also mentioned I was unwell. He got... idk offended?? that I said two 'different' things and was still pissed even when I explained I was exhausted cuz I was unwell cuz I didn't wanna explain to him I was having a terrible period that left me curled up behind my mom on the sofa to help with cramps

now, here comes my 'living through me' theory

I'm a lot more introverted than my dad, me and my mom rarely leave the house for social events because it's not our thing and we just rarely have the energy for it. My dad however, would rather I go out like every other day which is a massive no for me as I once had social plans for a solid 4 days straight and ended up exhausted and barely able to function afterwards

He got a bit annoyed when I mentioned I hadn't done much over the week and had mainly spent time for myself and talking with friends online

then he asks if I'm going to start dating my platonic partner again (long story short, we dated romantically for nearly 3 years but then we both realised we were on the aro spectrum and now we're just something undefined just... us). And previously when we were dating ... he would ask really weird questions that made me extremely uncomfortable about us kissing, having sex etc and I just... did my best to joke my way out of it or change the topic but he'd continue on even when I tried to stop him.

Then he asks about my week plans and gets pissy again! when I say my plans just include more walks because I wanna get more fresh air and not be trapped in my warm house all day.

He got so pissed he ended the call for once and I am just so done.

This is from a man who stopped taking his very important meds several years ago (around the time of the birthday incident) and it now and then hits me that this is the result.

He is well and truly a stubborn asshole and I'm considering just lying half the time that I met up with friends so he can shut the fuck up. He doesn't even pay fucking child support, closest thing he does is send me money for holidays and birthdays

I just.... really really wish I could cut him out but I can't rn and it fucking sucks so badly and I just... I really wish I could tell him to fuck off

this is without including him trying to make me his 'perfect lil princess' and when he got me, a gender blob of a person he kept trying to make me a sports fan which also! didn't work. Also his weirdness about me cursing when jesus fuck he knows how teenagers are and that I'm on the internet and around people my age?

I can also add him thinking it's 'funny' to imply I have feelings for literally any of my friends which is just a fuck no (not just cuz of the aro thing but because I'm also a lesbian with a lot of guy friends-)

Oh and the period of time where he kept 'joking' about me becoming a nun and working for god (I'm agnostic now) and him getting pissed when he learned I stopped going to church because it just wasn't for me

Then there's the time he yelled at me for something my mom did and now I cry when I'm stressed and yelled at while also having bad financial guilt when people spend money on me

Oh and for basic clarification? my dad doesn't have any custody or guardianship over me as my parents were never married but broke up when my mom was pregnant with me. My mom got complete guardianship over me and my dad (when he lived in my country) would visit and when he moved I'd go over there and stay with him for a week.

I don't know how I feel about him but I do know I really wish I could cut him out of my life for good.

sorry for the random vent I just needed to get this off my chest

[industrialbirddog]

Remind me next time im offered to go on a trip with this part of my family remind me to refuse as if someone just offered me poison, i am loosing my fuckin mind here

Like, the adults ive got massive bad blood with, a couple of em i dont even know so i dont talk to em

One of the kids [hes my cousin] needed to get stitches and his mom [my aunt] wouldnt stop screaming at him abt how he ruined everything and it wasnt even his fault.

But also on the topic of these absolute NIGHTMARE kids

The 11 yr old is the worst,

Doesnt listen to no, constantly hits his sisters, screams, cries over everything, doesnt know how to stop complaining, is the dullest lightbulb in the box.

Like dude literally tried to break his sisters arm bc she said some random rude shit. I told her off [bc i was babysitting] and then he went and tried to attack her several times literally back to back. I got him to sit down and he'd immediately get back up and go back to trying to hit her

The second oldest idk how old,

Keeps starting verbal fights with the 11 yr old and then uses it as an excuse to get him in trouble bc he got angry, also cant listen to no, and also cant stop crying.

The youngest

Is touchy as hell, cant listen to no and cries over everything but shes the best acting kid and is to young to understand everything properly so i get it, not mad at that kid but i am one of those "dont touch me" kids so that parts just overwhelming

Plus this place is a whole lot diff then my home, going places everyday, eating more then once a day, hanging with other groups of people daily all that.

They legit managed to kill my social battery so hard i havent even sent messages to my disc server, or mother, or even had a proper convo with my partner. Imma need like a whole month after this trip, and ive never felt more dysphoric.

[television-pil0t]

I be goin though my page 2 hours after posting like “damn girl what happened to you” completely forgetting I have bpd 💀💀 once second I want my bf to fucking die, the next I want to kill myself, the next I’m throwing up having a severe panic attack, the next im begging for my bf to fucking TALK TO ME, the next im like “the fuck am I begging for a white mans attention when I can literally just go fuck LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE?! I’m incredibly attractive and don’t deserve to be treated like this and I won’t stand for it any more I’m gonna break up with him” then I’m like “lol nah he said he loves me false alarm guys” then I’m like “god hates me and my punishment and this” then I’m like “I’m so happy I love being alone” then I’m like “WHY AM I SO ALONE I JUST WANNA BE HAPPY” then I’m like “I never wanna speak to a single person ever again” then I’m like “all my friends hate me and I’m alone and gonna kms.

Bpd is crazy💀 sometimes I genuinely doubt I have it but writing this shit down has helped so much. I swear to god if I didn’t have this page I would have been single because I probably would have split on my bf and I would’ve been lonely from cutting off my friends.

I swear this account genuinely helps so much. Like I communicate with my bf but he doesn’t have to know when I literally cut myself because he’s not paying enough attention to me. That’s fucked up and weird. I don’t want him to know when i think he’s annoying and weird and off putting and when im genuinely mad at him because he goes through the same shit every year and calls it “healing” as if he doesn’t cry about the same shit every year and I’m fucking sick and tired it. Im never telling him that because thats so fucked up??

I know my thoughts and feelings are fucked but I can hide them and move on so much better when I say it here. Like I’m getting my anger out BUT NOT ON HIM. So he isn’t “scared to talk to me” anymore. Like. I want him to talk to me. It’s so infuriating when I see him post and hang up and do this and that and only show me love from 10-12pm and I know sometimes is wrong but he doesn’t tell me. It’s more than infuriating I wanna beat this shit outta him. Yet like it’s my thing to type shit here and hid it from him he can do the same thing and I’m not gonna trip about it. He probably feels the same way. I swear every since we started dating I genuinely think he has bipolar disorder but I’d literally never bring that up unless he said something about it. Even then Imma be like “oh really. Wow? Maybe” like I’m not gonna be like “yeah dumb ass look at you.” Like. I know things I say in here are bs and fucking insane and the worst side of me but I don’t want him.. OR ANYONE to see the worst side of me. I don’t want this to get out because I like my friends and my bf even when they piss me off. I don’t want him here because mf would probably think I genuinely hate him but I don’t I just have my own personal issues that I gotta scream about and then I go back to “oh hi baby I love you” type shit.

I’m a very lovey person when it’s shown to me. I’d he doesn’t reciprocate it then I stop until he does.

“Hi baby”

“Hey dameon.”

… like I’m not about to keep doing that shit if your not gonna do it back. That’s so awkward.

“Heyyy baby!!”

“Hi.”

“How ya doin sweet boy”

“Fine.”

“Awe what’s the matter pumpkin”

“Nothin. Just scrolling.”

“Awe ok sweetheart how was your day”

“Fine.”

“Did you eat babe?”

“Mmhm.”

Like??? No. If your not gonna work with me then your not getting the work. Treat people like you wanna be treated type shit. Your 17 if you have some issues speak up, text me, or just say I don’t wanna talk about it but don’t make me think that I’m crazy for your fucking wack ass tone. That’s just me. If he’s giving me 1 word responses I’m gonna do the same until he cheers the fuck up. I can’t try to help when he gives me nothing to help him with. I can’t solve a problem when I can’t see the issue. He’s almost a fucking adult. When I have a problem I say “just not feelin it today”

“Oh what’s wrong”

“Not sure”

Or something like that. Like I’m saying YEAH there is something wrong but I don’t feel like talking about it so HE doesn’t feel like it’s just autism.

We both have it I just know how to actually deal with talking to people and the only time he leaves the house is to exercise himself to the point of exasperation like retard. Or to the forest or to hang out with his friend/sibling.

Once again. Shit I’d never say to him and quite frankly would rather kms than for him to know I think that of him but it feels like a weight off my shoulders to say. Me and the 3 people that follow this page💀💀 

[izzyfromdeadspace]

She wanted to cry as she felt him try to comfort her. She really wanted him to be there with her to help make the pain go away so she wouldn't be left in this moment of weakness. With him here she wouldn't need to stress so bad about every little thing. He would be able to keep her warm and double check her work. As it was she could only do so much with what she knew. When he touched her wound she gasped expecting a fresh wave of pain and it was there but it was weird. It was as if it were being pulled out of her. The agony faded and she could start taking full breaths and trying to focus. The feeling of dying from shock faded and she found she could focus quite a bit more.

"Imma do my best. I made sure ta stock up good the moment I realized I was trapped. They blew me up so I couldn't escape with em all." She patted her thigh before showing off the large sewn up gash that was healing well thanks to her efforts. "Went all the way through. They made sure I couldn't run. Someone's plottin somethin an I'm worried they want me ta be a part a it. The symbols on my suit were jus the first step." She kept her voice soft but needed to give as much information as possible. She would be slowed down for awhile while she healed. They were smart and actually moving in packs to eradicate the survivors. They were patrolling areas with resources that were needed and all the healing tech had been compromised. This had to be an inside job.

She smiled at the kiss to her cheek but he was gone before she could return it. Something had caused him to run and she hoped it wasn't bad. Now that he was gone the pain was starting to ramp up again. Although not as sharp as before it was still there and would keep her distracted. "Ration an stay safe. Play the games like we used ta." She repeated to herself softly. She had to survive until they came to get her but they were coming. Taking several deep breaths she checked her bandages to make sure that they didn't need to be changed yet. Closing her eyes she just focused on the warmth coming from the feather she wore. They were coming.

Over the next few days she stayed hidden and tended to her wound. She knew stomach wounds were a bitch to heal so she'd need to be careful. Rationing out her food she made sure not to starve herself. Her holding spot had access to one of the smaller water pipes so she'd tapped into it for fresh water. Sure she'd gotten soaked in the process but at least she was clean now. Bottling up as much as she could she was set for a good stay.

By the beginning of the next week she needed to get out. She had to keep tabs on the hoard and make sure no one had moved in too close to her. Suiting up she carefully made her way out to the main areas and took stock of what she could see. The big ones were still lingering around the shipping yard and spaceship docks. It was like they were waiting for something. Slipping off she kept moving. Stumbling across the symbols that had been on her suit had been jarring. They filled a wall just outside one of the stores and the building looked like it might have been occupied. Not wanting to fuck with survivors she kept moving and updating her maps.

@a-drop-of-nightshade

Izzy had just turned 13 and her dad was out training her to shoot a gun and protect herself. He needed to train her to be ready for the mines she'd eventually be working in. As she aimed at the target she squeezed the trigger only to watch as a portal appeared and something seemed to fall out of it. Being pulled back behind her dad she hid and just let him take control of the situation.

[discocandles]

y'know what I want? For Damian to accidentally make friends at school. And for basically no one to anticipate it, given Damian's distaste for school, his classmates, and believing "all of it is beneath me and my level of education up until now".

To be honest Damian feels stuck. Like he's watching his classmates from the outside, but can't find a way past the barrier. He's already characterized himself as a loner, and it's too late to turn back. Of course, he'd die before admitting to it.

Bruce is a little worried, given his son's... antagonistic tendencies. Dick tries to set him up to make friends, like having him join the teen titans. Steph will also try to find him friends, but it's her pointing at a person on their patrols, and "what about them?" Damian shoots than all down. It's a ritual. Duke wonders how it'll be when Damian's in high school too. should he invite damian to hang out with his friends? Would he want that?

But contrary to what the family and Damian believes he needed to do to make friends, it's barely any effort on his end. One day, he helped the guy next to him in science class, and then he finds himself a regular at a packed lunch table, and he knows everyone's name and least favorite vegetable.

Once he recognized his position as always being at that table, and joining their group text, he tried to distance himself. But the next class he was cornered by his two friends in art class, demanding to know where he was for lunch. Damian made something up about helping a teacher out, and spent the rest of the class doodling while slowly realizing he now has several friends who will notice if he's gone.

that afternoon, he walked into the batcave quietly, stated "I believe I have 'made friends' at school. Do not tell Grayson, I would prefer to inform him myself," then left. There was silence for 30 seconds until Jason spoke up "he can do that?"

"That's what I was thinking. Am I right, steph? Steph?" Tim turn around to see Stephanie giddily bouncing on her heels.

"Dami, Imma need more than this shit! Bruce, I'm patrolling with Dami tonight, even if you say no," She charged after her little brother. "can we tell Duke and Cassie?"

"I have already informed Thomas and Pennyworth. And you may inform Cain." Damian shouted back.

The shouts faded into the distance, and Tim cleared his throat "okay then, so about this case, Oh my god, Bruce are you crying?" Lo and behold, the Batman was wiping away tears.

"he's grown a lot."

"What the fuck? I expected this from Dick, but you're fucking crying too?"

"indeed I am, Jason. And you know Dick will be much worse." Bruce said. "Anyways, Tim what about this case?"

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about 3 days later, Dick started blowing up everyone's phones asking about his birdie's buddies. Apparently when he came home from a mission in space there was a note on his kitchen counter that said "I made friends at school. Regards, Damian". If Damian had turned off his phone for a while after Dick got home, that was entirely coincidental.

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He's closest to Colin Wilkes, the boy from science class(yes, I know Colin and Damian met before middle school, but idc. Dc ditched Colin so im bringing him back). Colin often drags (or pushes) Damian around Gotham after school lets out while he complains that they should be doing homework.

I think I'll make more on this later, but for now that's it for me.

[michelleleewise]

you could write something with angst to fluff or smut i really love angst maybe Loki running back to the reader's reality and trying to find her but for her he died fighting Thanos years ago But feel free to change whatever you want. I love your writing kisses

Hiiiii!!!!! I do love me some angst!!! Imma au this a bit.....Hehehe.....i hope it comes out ok! I really hope you like it!!! And thank you for sending this to me and your lovely comment! It means the world to me!! 🥰💚🥰💚

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I Miss You...

Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader

Warnings: crying, depression, grieving, loss, Thanos, mentions of death

Summary: you lost your husband a year ago when Thanos came to earth......so who is the man standing in front of you.......

**au....ragnarok happened, but IW didn't...Thor and Loki made it to earth, and joined the avengers.

You opened the door seeing your brother in law standing there smiling, a box firmly grasped in his hands "Hello Thor, how are you?" You asked giving him a small smile "I am well, how are you sister?" He asked, concern in his eyes "im...alive, come in." You said stepping aside. "What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting your visit until next month." You asked closing the door. "I wished to bring this to you sooner then that." He said gently placing the box on the table, seeing it marked with your husband's name. "He..left some things at the tower when he moved in with you and I believe he would want you to have them." He said quietly running his hand along the top of the box.

You felt the lump in your throat as your eyes burned. You cleared your throat looking up at him "d..did you want some tea or anything?" You asked avoiding the box. "That would be lovely, thank you sister." He said giving you a small smile. You sat and visited with Thor for awhile before he said he needed to go. Walking him to the door he turned to look at you "sister, I made a promise to him to always watch out for you. You are my family y/n, and you always will be. If you ever need anything do not hesitate." He said. You reached out wrapping your arms around him "Thank you Thor." You said, feeling his arms wrap around you "take care of yourself." He said smiling down at you at you as you released him. "I'll expect you next month yes?" You asked "as always sister." He said smiling walking out the door.

You turned to the box on the table, circling it like it might attack you. You slowly walked up to it running your fingers along the black letters tracing his name. You remembered the day of the mission like it was yesterday. Everyone was called to the tower to prepare for an imminent invasion. You told him you didn't want him to go, that you had a bad feeling but he gently kissed you, looking into your eyes he promised he would return, that he would hold you again, that every second away from you was torture, but he broke his promise. The day Thor knocked on your door without him was the day your heart shattered. And every day since has taken every bit of stength in you just to get out of bed.

You grabbed the box heading to your room, setting it on the bed you sat down crossing your legs. taking a deep breath you lifting the lid setting it aside you pulled the box to you seeing a book of Shakespeare sonnets, picking it up seeing several pages had been dog eared, setting it down you decided to read those pages later. You reached in grabbing several black hair ties. Wrapping them around your wrist you smiled remembering the way he tied his hair back for missions and training, or when he tended the garden in the backyard.

You reached in grabbing a picture frame, holding it up seeing it was a picture of the two of you at the grand canyon, you smiling at the camera and him standing behind you with his arms around you. You had told him you wanted to take him remembering him scoff "who would want to see a hole in the ground." But he always humored you. Running your fingers across his face a tear escaped your eye falling onto the glass. Quickly wiping it away you set the picture on your nightstand. Reaching in again you picked up a stack of papers, opening them seeing every letter and note you ever wrote him as a small sob escaped "He kept every one." You said to yourself sifting through full pages, sticky notes that simply said "I love you", every single one.

You wiped the tears from your cheeks looking into the box seeing a piece of green fabric, pulling it out seeing it was his cloak. You unfolded it finding an envelope folded into the fabric. You picked it up seeing your name on it you set it aside wrapping the cloak around your shoulders you picked up the letter, carefully opening it as not to rip it.

My dearest y/n,

If you are reading this, then I am no longer of this world. I want you to know every day I spent with you was a blessing my love. Before we met my heart was barren I believed it had all but died, until you walked into my life almost as if I dreamed you Into existence. It was the first time in my long life that I had felt love in its truest form, and it changed my life, you changed my life darling. You have inspired me to be a better man, one that you could be proud of. We will meet again someday, but until then, remember to live to the fullest my love. And never lose that beautiful smile of yours.

Forever yours,

Loki Laufeyson

You couldn't stop the sob that escaped you covering your mouth. You closed your eyes leaning back trying to breath as your lungs constricted. You pulled the cloak tighter around yourself grabbing the letter and book walking over to your dresser, gently placing them next to Loki's horned helm Thor had given you, along with a few of his trinkets. Running your fingers along one of the horns you remembered the time Thor told you he called him a cow making you smile "I miss you love, more then you know." You whispered. Walking back over to the bed you grabbed the box, setting it on the floor you layed down, wrapping yourself in his cloak, staring at the picture on your nightstand as you slowly closed your eyes, hoping for sleep to take you.

You stirred awake in the middle of the night, looking at your clock seeing it was almost four. You rolled onto your back rubbing your eyes when you heard a faint sound near the foot of your bed making you freeze. You slowly slid your hand under your pillow, wrapping your fingers around the dagger Loki had given you. Lowering your arm you tilted your head slightly seeing a dark figure hunched over on your bed. You gathered all your courage lunging at them tumbling off the bed with them, pinning them down holding the dagger to their throat "what do you want!" You yelled digging the dagger further into their throat "you..darling." You heard making you freeze. That voice...it couldn't be...you thought to yourself.

You felt cold fingers gently wrap around your wrist "min kjærlighet vær så snill." He said making you drop the dagger, scrambling off of him to the lamp on the nightstand, flipping it on your eyes met those two emeralds you knew so well. Watching him get to his knees you saw his wedding ring on his finger. "L...loki...y..your...." you stuttered watching him "dead? Apparently not." He said rubbing his hand across his neck "very good attack by the way." He said panting. You sat staring at him, your brain losing all function as you tried to process what was going on. "Let me explain." He said sitting back in his heels "when we landed, we all fought as hard as we could, but I knew i had to end Thanos once and for all, so I made him my target." He said clearing his throat "when I got to him I was met with his children who, were no easy task. But thanks to my brother I was able to get to him." He said.

He looked down wiping his face "when...when I made it to him he...he told me he would take away everything I loved, he...he would find you." He said looking down. You inched closer listening intently "i..I was distracted, the thought of him doing something..." he sobbed shaking his head as you came to kneel in front of him. "I..I lost focus, and he used the space stone to send me across the galaxy." He said "I have spent every moment since making my way back to you" he said looking up, his eyes bloodshot "I didn't know if you were ok, or if that monster..." he growled when you cupped his cheeks making him look at you. "Your..here. it's really you?" You whispered studying his face "yes darling, it's really me." He said giving you a sad smile.

You lunged forward knocking him back wrapping your arms around his neck squeezing feeling his arms wrap around your middle holding you to him. "I'm so sorry love, I should have listened, I...I shouldn't have went." He said shakely burying his face in your hair "I missed you so much." You sobbed digging your fingers into his leather afraid he may disappear. You stayed like that, just holding eachother when you slowly pulled back, staying close to him you ran your fingers through his hair, your fingers slowly tracing the lines of his brow, traveling down his nose to his lips looking into his eyes again. "I thought i would never see you again." You said, your fingers traveling his cheekbones to his jaw. "I will always come for you my queen, I am sorry if took me so long." He said, his eyes watering again. "Well...better late then never." You said shakely. "How long has it been since you've showered and ate?" You asked seeing the grime caked in his hair "I am unsure, too long most likely." He said sitting up a bit.

You stood up holding your hands out helping him up. "You go shower, I'll make you something to eat." You said wiping your face turning towards the door feeling his fingers wrap around your wrist he pulled you into him crashing his lips to yours, devouring you as his tongue dove past your parted lips, kissing you with all the love he had in him. You both pulled back panting, his forehead resting on yours "I love you with my entire being." He said holding you tight. "And I you my love." You breathed closing your eyes. He swayed you back and forth holding you to him. "You need to eat love." You said looking up at him. "All I need is you darling." He said cupping your cheek.

You finally coaxed him into the shower, assuring him you weren't going anywhere as you ran to the kitchen quickly making him several sandwiches and grabbing a bunch of snacks as you ran back to the bedroom, praying you hadn't been dreaming, sighing when you heard the shower running. He came out a few minutes later, a towel hung around his hips as he dried his hair. "I..I kept your clothes. I kept everything." You said quietly seeing him smile. He walked over to the dresser, seeing the shrine you had made for him "Thor let me keep most everything, I think he kept a few things but brought most of it here." You said, seeing him run his fingers over everything "I am glad, and he kept his promise?" He asked looking at you "yes, he visits often to check on me and make sure I'm ok." You said seeing him nod.

He got dressed sitting next to you eating everything you brought in "I think you would give Thor a run for his money." You laughed seeing him smile. "Thank you love." He said smiling setting the plate on the nightstand "what for?" You asked "taking care of me, waiting for me....loving me." He said looking at you. "I will always wait for you. You are my everything Loki, you always will be." You said smiling. "Could you..." you started looking down "what is it love?" He asked watching you "could you maybe just...hold me, please?" You asked looking up at him. "Come here love." He said sliding down pulling you to him.

He grabbed his cape, draping it back over you "I like your blanket love." He said hearing you laugh "thank you, it's my new favorite." You said snuggling closer to him feeling his arm squeezing you "im right here love, I'm not going anywhere, I swear." He said kissing the top of your head. "I love you Loki." You whispered closing your eyes "I love you too y/n." He said turning the light off. You drifted off to sleep, hearing the steady beat of his heart. You thought you may have died and went to heaven, but as long as Loki was with you, everything would be ok......

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[bump1nthen1ght]

Hear me out

I woke up with this idea in middle of a night, so imma dump it here

Imagen, monster standing in the corner of a room in total darkness, waiting to come back from the toilet, so ot can scare you till you pee once again.

As you enter it prepares, it sees you looking at it, but.... nothing happens. You just walk to bed like nothing happened, as if monsters in your room are a norm.

It peeks it's interest, from that moment on it starts to spy on you (to yhe best of it's ability, since soon and day aren't the best for them) and soon it gains feeling. Eventually it all came to the point it wanted to talk.

As it stood before you, waiting gor you to react, it realizes "Holy damn, you're blind". You put your glasses on and just stare (and mayhaps pee a little)

And that's how you met your partner of several years

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Aww how cute. Hope you enjoy anon!!

Shadow Creature (it/it's pronouns) x Visually Impaired! GN!Reader: First Meeting Headcanons

- It came to it on a whim. Saw a cute human walking back into their apartment, saw a conveniently dark shadow to teleport into, and the idea popped into its mind

- It’s not a malevolent monster, just a shadow monster looking for some fun.

- (Plus, one of it’s friends just recently shacked up with a human, seems pretty nice. Also don’t humans love surprises?? They find that romantic, it thinks)

- Seeing the adorable fear on your face would just be a plus

- It creeps in the darkness, making sure only its peering yellow eyes could be seen from the darkness. They contort their form to the shadow, a realistic improbability that it knows humans hate to look at

- It waits for you to come into your room, knowing you’ll probably drop your keys in your dresser, right where it’s standing

- But when you walk by it without a care, it becomes a little embarrassing.

- It even began to step out of the shadow, lumbering limbs bumping into the bedside table, just leering over your sleeping form

- Surely you’ll wake up, scream, and it can laugh and introduce itself right??

- Nope

- You toss and turn, but never fully awaken. It has to leave before the sun rises, so it’s left feeling a little blue

- It spends the next few days in more inconspicuous shadows, watching your nightly routine when it has the time. It thinks it will get you, when it accidentally spooks your dog, but the dog takes one sniff and leaves it alone, instead snuggling up to you in bed.

- Now not even animals are scared of it?? WHAT IS HAPPENING

- It’s momentary attraction becomes a crush; Half an addiction to the chase and half the longing for your domesticity.

- It sees you dancing in the kitchen, mouthing dramatic ballads to your service dog in the dead of night, and thinks agains how cute you are.

- It hears you cry when a particularly sad moment in your favorite audiobook comes up, wondering why your favorite character had to die

- It sees you fake cheer when you pour yourself a nice cup of wine after a long week, putting on some music as you spill all your worries to a friend over the phone

- It likes the cute face you make when you’re mad, the intonation in your voice when talking about your passions, the sweet names you call your dog

- (And yeah, it may sneak some of your favorite snacks into your fridge as a welcoming gift. It hopes you notice its gesture, but you pass off most gifts as you forgetting what you bought at the grocery store)

- It finally decides to monster-up and introduce itself properly, only waiting for dusk before sliding into your house

- It sees you come home, shrugging off your coat, throwing your keys to the side. It wonders the best way to introduce itself, before it finally sees what happened that night.

- You take off your tinted glasses for a second, flexing your eyes and gripping tight on your dog’s vest handle. It can’t understand the human words written on the side, but it can see the way you struggle to place your hand on your dogs snout for a pet. You eventually do find it, petting and cooing softly, but your eyes are distant, unfocused.

- “Oh my god, you’re blind, duh.” It says, outloud, and you scream

- It was right, you are cute when you are scared. Scrambling for your glasses and wondering why your dog isn’t barking at the home intruder.

- When your corrective lenses are finally back on, giving you some semblance of sight, you're stunned silent at the form in front of you.

- “I’m so dumb.” The creature sighs, rubbing sheepishly between its horns. “My bad, I wanted to surprise you but I guess this is kind of more than you bargained for.”

- “Um…okay?” You ask, knuckles tight on your service dog's vest. “Do I, Uh, know you?”

- “Oh! Naw, you don’t.” The creature says, scratching its neck. “I’m just a wanderer, passing through. You’re,” A lighter shade of blue and purple stains it’s void-like cheeks, “Cute so I’d thought I’d introduce myself.”

- Two thoughts in your head: Interesting and ?????

- “Quick question,” You say, eyes still looking toward your door. “Does your kind have, uh, property laws?”

- “Nope.” The creature says, popping the p. “What's that?”

- Ok, ok that makes more sense.

- “Its just that in human culture, it’s kind of an invasion of space enter someones home without their permission. So I just wanted to clarify some things.”

- The creature's face morphs into confusion, shock, then even more embarassment.

- Shadow creatures live very travel-heavy lives, occupying a space in between darkness and filled with other creatures all the time. It’s ability to teleport meant walls and doors had little transitive meaning. It had never even crossed it’s mine that humans were more…particular with that sort of thing.

- “Oh my god, oh my god I’m so sorry. This is-I’m embarrassed, I can’t believe- I should just go-”

- Seeing the way it fumbles, piercing eyes blundering around to avoid your gaze and nervously fuddling its fingers draws your sympathy. Yeah, it’s a giant shadow monster about as tall as your ceiling, but it’s kinda cute.

- “No, it’s alright! I get it, culture differences, and all.”

- “How about we go get some coffee? That’s a common human way to get to know someone. There’s a nice place not too far from here.”

- They perk up, still twiddling their clawed fingers, but give you a toothy smile

- Good gracious that's a lot of teeth.

- “I think I’d like that.”

[korasonata]

I’m going to have to do these until they finish this dang castle, aren’t I? Favourite moments of Joe and Cleo’s paper model stream Part 4!

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Cleo (after Zloyxp tried to raid her stream): You should be able to raid me Zloy. In case you’re wondering. You should be able to. If you cannot, well…Cam will check it out.

Joe: Yeah, you can turn off being raidable. But, Zloy, that makes me feel way better about you raiding me knowing you tried to raid Cleo and it failed. Thanks.

Cleo: *laughing*

Joe (bitter): Thanks a lot for that. My—my heart, uh, so full of so many things. Right now.

Cleo: *wheezing*

Zloyxp (in chat): Pix doesn’t play favourites, I do.

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Joe: *experiencing technical difficulties*

Cleo: You doing ok Joe?

Joe: …Umm…nooo…

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Joe: I usually do a pumpkin carving stream every year.

Cleo: I knew about that, I knew about that. (reading chat) I’m not going to buy a gourd and carve it for you Cam. No. I mean, we were watching something called like “the greatest pumpkin carvers” or something like that the other day.

Joe: Oh, then you’re familiar with my work.

SILENCE

Cleo: …You can’t see my face.

Joe: *laughing* No, I can’t, but I’m sure it’s—it’s—

Cleo: It’s definitely a picture.

--

Cleo: Now comes the bending of all the little flaps.

Joe (singing to the tune of the Monster Mash): She bent the flaps!

Both singing: She bent the castle flaps!

Cleo: The castle flaps!

Joe: …They’re like folding tabs!

Cleo: *laughing* I can’t do any more. I wish I could. Just not as fast at that as you are.

Joe: Ah, you know, it’s just practice Cleo.

Cleo: Yeah, you say that, but—but you’d have to have a situation to practice in?

Joe: I mean, if you wanted to do a songwriting stream one day, we could go through things like how to brainstorm, how to determine what’s a viable vs. an inviable idea. How to, you know, kind of workshop things--

Cleo: Joe, I’ve listened to some of your songs. I don’t think you know what a viable and inviable idea is.

Joe: I didn’t say commercially viable.

--

Joe: *singing the entirety of Weird Al -The Saga Begins*

Joe: (cutting himself off) Anyway, I’ll stop.

Cleo: That’s ok!

Joe: Cause you’re streaming. If you were not streaming, I would—… (Trails off)

Cleo: I’m ok with you doing that, its fine. It’s—It’s fine. It’s fine.

Joe: *immediately continues singing*

Cleo (15 seconds later): *quietly joins in*

--

Cleo (reading chat): How old do I think Joe is? Joe is about 6 years younger than I am. Ish.

Joe (knowing exactly what he’s doing): Oh! So kind of comparable to Anakin and Padme in Star Wars. *trying not to laugh* For those of you keeping track at home.

Cleo: *Throwing her knife down* Really? Really? That’s what you’re doing to me?

Joe: *uncontrollable laughter*

Cleo: Yeah, yeah. Are we—are we feeding the shippers again today, Joe? Is that what we’re doing?

Joe: I mean, I think technically we were already doing that by singing the Star Wars song at all. So I was just gonna, like, lampshade it. Like, I don’t feel like that’s more fuel on the fire. I feel like that’s just a shade on the lamp.

--

Cleo (reading chat): “I’ve always thought of Joe and Cleo as being more like Jar Jar and Padme” *laughing uncontrollably*

Joe (Jar Jar voice): Me’s a Joe Joe Hills!

Cleo: *physically choking*

Joe: You know though, you laugh now, but when I’m in the senate—

Cleo: When you’re in the senate, I’ll be dying of complications during childbirth, that’s what’ll be happening.

Joe: *trying not to laugh* Yeah, it’s like “we can replace a severed hand, but god forbid you have two children at once!”

--

Cleo (about her cat): She’s just howling so I pay attention to her. I mean, I get that. Someone’s ignoring you.

Joe: Oh, is that why you’re always shrieking during Hermits Helping Hermits!

LONG SILENCE...

Cleo: ...We’re not friends anymore Joe.

--

Cleo (reading chat): “Been listening to Cleo threaten people since 2016.” *laughing* Yeah, that’s—that’s, that’s kind of a thing.

Joe: But it goes way further back than that.

Cleo: *laughing* How long have we known each other now?

--

Joe: I’m getting a lot of messages saying I have nice hands. Feel free to be more descriptive than using the word “nice”. You know, you can say “elegant”, you can say—

Cleo: “nice” is a nothing word. It means nothing!

Joe: Yeah, nice is—nice is a little bit weak. So, chat, you know—

Cleo: UP YOUR ROMANCE GAME!

--

Joe (dejected): No, it’s fine. It’s fine…

Cleo: *laughing* “It’s fine!” He says through tears.

Joe (with anguish): I’m not gonna cry, because the model will get wet.

--

Joe: We just got a tip from Cameron who says “your hands look delicious”. Thank you very much Cameron. That’s going to put us 2 away from our next face camera expansion.

Cleo: That’s a very zombie emotion. Well done.

Joe: Oh! I thought it was—uh, ok. It’s a zombie thing, nevermind!

Cleo (quickly): *laughing* It’s not! It’s not! it’s no—!

Joe:  Well, you know, some people—

--

Cleo (receiving a mysterious package from Corpse mid stream): Should I open this on stream Corpse, is the question.

Joe: It’s like, do I need to set the mature filter on? Are there a lot of pictures of hunky boys in here?

SILENCE

Cleo (holding a mug with a picture of Garrus in front of the camera): Wow… *wheeze laughing* It says “Garrus Vakarian is my space boyfriend” *laughing continues*

Joe: I don’t know what that means, but ok.

Cleo: This is the character that I’ve been romancing in Mass Effect.

Joe: Oh, so there is a picture of a hunky boy!

Cleo (trying to justify herself): It—i—hunky boy alien, yeah, but—

Joe (not buying it at all): Uh huh

(Cleo’s partner in chat: Imma fight a mug.)

--

Joe (responding to chat): Cleo is in England right now, and I am in Nashville Tennessee. So, we’re both on a call together.

Cleo: Yeah…it’s probably safer, because if we were to meet the world would possibly end. Just out of spite.

Joe: Yeah, it’s one of those, uh—

Cleo: Demonic pacts. It’s one of those demonic pact things.

--

Cleo (in response to Joe’s suggestion regarding her itchy face): I mean, I appreciate your solutions, I’m not sure they are actually solutions. More “solutions”.

Joe: Well, I mean, usually when you air quotes the word “solution”, it’s like you’re indicating like, yah know “oh, you cut the break lines” type thing. Which is not how far I was going.

Cleo: You basically suggested getting a really sharp mammal. And putting it near my face.

Joe: To snuggle!

--

Cleo: Because everything has to be chroma green. Because how else would Joe be obnoxious to people if it wasn’t the chroma green?

Joe: Yeah I know! Also I got new glasses! *giggling*

Cleo: You’re very pretty Joe.

Joe (adorably): Thank you Cleo.

[apollostears]

➝︎ p$ssy fairy | k. takami

anime: my hero academia

pairing: keigo takami x black!reader

warning(s): nsfw, degradation, cursing, just nasty shit.

creator: maya

plot: when the dick is that good, you just can’t help but catch feelings for the number two hero in japan.

“shit kei! i-i’m close!!” your moans sounded like melodies to keigo’s ears, spurring him on to continue rearranging your guts.

wings flared out and blonde hair hanging in front of his face, keigo looked like a god hovering above you. the literal definition of beauty and it was fucking you into oblivion.

tilting your hips up just a bit, you began to fuck yourself onto his dick, feral for more. desperate to feel full. “fuck bunny, you’re always so hungry for my cock aren’t ya?” the pro-hero grunted, eyes narrowing into slits as his hands gripped the sheets on either side of your head.

struggling to speak, all you could do was nod as you moaned from another strong thrust into your slick canal. it was so good you could cry. no, it was so good you were crying.

“c-cum kei-” you slurred out, blissed out and teetering on the edge of euphoria. sentence structure was foreign to you the closer you got to your end.

ebony legs wrapped around his hips and bountiful breats moving with each push inside of you, keigo wasn’t going to last long. fucking you had to be his favorite thing in the world. tears flowing down your cheeks, drool peaking at the corners of your lips and mouth shaped so beautifully...he could die like this.

“come on princess, you can do it baby. cum on this cock, i wanna feel you baby bird.” keigo cooed, moving one of hands to rub vicious circles on your engorged clit.

a choked scream erupted from your throat as you came. velvety walls clamped around his dick, keigo could feel you orgasm so hard it almost pushed him out. a shiver ran down his spine at the thought of you being so full, cum just gushing out of you and it flipped a switch in him.

with renewed vigor, keigo pistoned his dick in n’ out of you, pushing your legs to the sides of your head to form a new position. a slight amount of cream began to form around his dick the more he moved in you and it made him grow harder.

squelching noises filled the room and you might’ve been embarrassed any other time, but you felt entirely too good right now to care. “it feels so good keigo! fuckkk me!” you squealed out.

your purrs of praise made keigo work harder to dummify you. seeing you fucked stupid and leaking like the cum dump you were was exactly what keigo needed.

“fuck y/n, imma fuck you so good you’ll feel me for fucking days. but even then that won’t be enough for a slut like you. you’ll be back begging for more. more of my cum in your tight. little. hole.” the last few words were emphasized with sharper thrusts into your leaking cunny.

overstimulated beyond comprehension, keigo’s filthy words caused your clit to jump painfully. you had already came three times that night and this next orgasm he was about to rip from you was going to be the icing on the fucking cake.

“ngh, c-cumming a-again! shit!”

your pussy was fluttering wildly around keigo’s cock and it made the avian predator grow closer to his release. “just one more bunny, i know you can give me another one. be a good girl for me, be-be a good fucking girl for daddy.”

two more thrusts and you were done, squirting around his cock, keigo leaned down and bit into your neck as he came in you so hard you could taste his nut in your throat. in between your loose state of consciousnesses, you heard the slight fluttering of keigo’s wings as his dick softened inside of you.

a whimper pushed past your lips at the change in size. “sleep baby bird, you did good.” he whispered in your ear, settling his weight onto you.

you didn’t need to be told twice as you grew comfortable under his heaviness and drifted off into sleep; completely fucked out and satisfied.

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it had been three days since kei had sex with you. that’s exactly how long it’d been since the both of you spoke to each other. normally, this wouldn’t bother you seeing as you both agreed on strictly being friends with benefits, however this wasn’t a normal time.

within the six months the two of you had been fucking, you fell in love with him. like a dumbass. and that is the reason why you find yourself thinking of him when you should be filling out paper work. instead, you were sitting at your desk with your window open in case keigo decided to swoop in and surprise you.

loud vibrations pulled you from your thoughts as your eyes searched for the source. spotting the smartphone on the corner of your desk, you hastily went for it, thinking it was keigo. imagine your disappointment when it was only your best friend.

with a heavy sigh, you answered the phone. “hello?”

“uh EW! let’s try this shit again, okay? andddddd ACTION!” your friend yelled through the phone causing you to roll your eyes.

“HEY BESTIE!”

a squeal was heard on the other line and you couldn’t help but smile at the childlike behavior. “hey boo boo! what’s up?”

“just doing paperwork before i go on patrol. what’s up with you? called me to talk about my new support item??” you were a little hopeful that that was why your friend had called, something to get your mind off of takami.

“girl please. i called to make sure you weren’t moping over moby dick. but from the way you answered the phone, it sounds like you are.” she pointed out, much to your chagrin.

ignoring the nickname she had for keigo, you huffed at her annoying habit of putting you on the spot. “now you know i don’t mope over no dick.”

the silence was heavy as you waited for your friend to respond to your words. unsure why, anxiety crept up on you and threatened to take your life if she didn’t answer soon.

“bitch you is a fuckin liar!! you know that man got you by the clit! just tell him how you feel.” her voice held an all-knowing tone to it and you knew you weren’t getting out of this the easy way.

sighing, you leaned back in your chair and groaned. “he doesn’t have me by the clit and even if i did like him, he wouldn’t like me back.” you explained, thinking she would get what you were saying and let it go.

no.

“the math ain’t mathing. how you know big bird doesn’t like you?”

“girl...the nigga and i don’t even kiss!! it’s like a forbidden rule or whatever. and besides, keigo is definitely not the type to fall for anybody. let alone me.” you argued, annoyed that you were even discussing your feelings for this man.

turning around in your chair, you went to get up when you stopped, noticing the figure standing just in front of the open window.

“u-uh shit, girl imma have to call you back.” you spoke distractedly, ending the call without another thought.

several different things ran through your mind as your eyes anxiously took in keigo’s appearance. he had on his regular fit with a smug look on his face. like he knew something.

“yo-you didn’t text. why didn’t-? you usually text.” your emotions were in overdrive with all the possibilities of what could happen.

there was no doubt keigo heard you. part of you was hoping he wouldn’t say anything, but another part wanted to know what he’d say about your childish feelings.

“thought i’d surprise my baby bird since i hadn’t spoken to them in a few days. however, it seemed like i had interrupted something.” keigo spoke smugly as he stalked his way towards you.

lips dry, you swiped your tongue over them quickly before speaking. “whatever you heard, had nothing to do with you.” as pathetic as excuses go, that had to be the most pathetic one you had ever gave.

the energy that keigo was emitting, threw you off and the little laugh he gave at your response had you on edge. he had yet to mention anything about your conversation about him but he still remained as cool as ever.

stopping right in front of you, keigo’s wings spread, shielding your view completely as he dipped down to hover over you. gloved hands gripped the arm chairs and the shiny gold chain dangled in front of you temptingly. his hair was being pushed back by his glasses so he had intense eye contact with you.

“now, you know how i feel about lying baby bird. what did i say about that?” he taunted, his voice dropping to a low-even tone.

your voice was caught in your throat for a second at the intensity of the situation; a burning heat licking the skin on your body. “not to do it.” you whimpered submissively.

god, the way he could flip a switch in you like that was so...mind blowing and equally terrifying. keigo held you by the skin of your teeth and the scary part was that he knew it too.

humming in approval, one of keigo’s gloved hands skimmed over your lips. “so my birdie wants me to kiss her huh? not satisfied with my lips on other places are you?”

keigo had asked you a question but all you could do was whimper and shake lightly like the pathetic bitch you were. 

his avian eyes scanned you feverishly, for what; you didn’t know. “close your eyes for me princess.” he whispered, moving his hand to caress your chin instead.

doing as he asked, you closed your eyes and willed your body to relax. the texture of his gloves were familiar against your skin and you didn’t have to wonder much longer before you felt something soft against your lips.

wait...was keigo kissing you? too surprised to reciprocate the action, keigo pulled away much too soon with a smile on his face. with a shocked gasp, your fingers nimbly touched your lips in surprise.

“w-why? why would you do that?”

was he trying to pity you? entertain your foolish thoughts? toy with your emotions?

“couldn’t have my baby bird thinking i didn’t love her.” he answered honestly, stepping away from you and pulling his wings back.

still stunned, you tilted your head in confusion. keigo loves you?? what the fuck?

“i’d love to stay and make a mess of your lips, but i have to go back to patrolling. come by my place tonight when you’re done. okay angel?” keigo quickly said, making his way towards your open window.

not waiting for a response, keigo flew out your window and back to the streets of japan. and as you sat there in your chair, you couldn’t stop the smile that spread at the mere thought of what this meant for you and him.

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STEALING MIKA AWAY FROM SUGURU (fem!reader)

Ft. Mika Yamaka

Warnings: Suguru lizard from Monsters, INC being a bad boyfriend (and him sad but nobody cares), biasing Mika to break up with that dish sponge. Mika sad several times, arguing.

Genre: Hurt/Reverse Comfort

Word Count: ~2.9k

A/N: When I first watched it I went “so what if they are supposed to be mean, I like the mean characters as well” but then he went and CHEATED??? Oh nO, AND ENDED UP WITH A CUTE GF??? Nonononononono, Imma change that real quick.

You and your best friend Mika would tell everything to each other and you recall it all too well that day, she’s been dating Suguru for two months now and it started with a "I feel like I’m always there to listen, but when I’m talking he’s never really present" a small comment, that you brushed off as couples always have things to complain about and it would’ve been fine but It kept going to the point that it’s a recurring subject in almost every meetup or sleepover, you begrudgingly advised her to talk to him and try to talk things out, planning scripts and strategies to bring those subjects up.

You told her you don’t mind helping her, but doing it on the time you two were supposed to be having fun and going out got you frustrated and angry, not at her, but at him! Why can’t he see that he has an amazing, loving girlfriend right in front of him? And your growing hate towards him didn’t go unnoticed by anyone since now you subconsciously avoid or ignore him, rolls your eyes when he talks and glare at him from time to time, the only thing you hated more than him was the fact that Mika was always forgiving of him, following him wherever he goes and moving on even when you, one of her closest friends showed your complete and utter disapprove of him, of course for him it’s easy to hurt her, he weren’t the one wiping her tears, comforting her with movies and sweets or calming her down 3am on facecall, he was the one responsible for making her sad over and over and that didn’t sit right with you

.

It was that time again. You invited your usual friends to the weekend sleepover, and she came in sad and avoided everyone with a fake smile. You thought about what he could possibly have done this time, as it seems he had disappointed her in every way possible already. He apparently just found one more. Everyone is asleep, and you’re with her in the living room, wiping her tears once more. And trying to stop her sobs, she asked

"What do you think I should do?"

"Mika... I think you should break up with him. "

She fell silent, studying your face and looking for any sign of it being a joke, but you seriously and understandably elaborated.

"I genuinely can’t remember the last time you said anything positive about him. Every week you come here sad and crying, not even mentioning the times you call me or text me when we can’t see each other, and you were never like that before him."

She went on trying to explain how that wasn’t the case, she just doesn’t tell you the good things when they happen and it’s not all that bad. Her voice, mixed with the sobs, comes out louder than she wished it would, cracking while pleading

"I SWEAR HE MAKES ME HAPPY!"

You don’t say anything, you don’t need to, just hug her tight and do what you always do; you let her cry, you put on a Disney movie and she falls asleep on the couch with you; and the next day, before leaving, you make sure to reassure her that you’re not angry at her, and that if she needed comfort, she shouldn’t think twice before coming to you and that it’s always her decision after all.

You kept texting normally and she didn’t mention him all week. You started to wonder if you’d made the right decision when advising her to break up. All your friends were busy this weekend and she had her anniversary date with her boyfriend, so you were preparing yourself for a boring night, but around 9pm, someone knocked at your door.

"Mika? What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be out with-"

You stop yourself from finishing it, noticing her body language, face down and fists clenched. You could see her brows furrowed and a pout in her lips, an aggressive expression contrasting her delicate dress, but you’ve seen this a hundred times before. You stand back, and let her inside, hearing sniffs as she enters, but the silence is quick to break.

"He forgot about me… again."

You pause for a moment before returning to closing the door on your room; she's sitting on your bed with tears in her eyes; all the anger has dissipated, and you return to her, hugging her tighter than ever and comforting her once more, letting her talk, distracting her, and lending her some clothes to shower and sleep in.

You don’t suggest anything, it’s clearly not the time for it, just take the ice cream from the fridge and eat it all. After calming down she looks tired, she thanks you for staying by her side once more and apologizes for making you do this every time, but you don’t mind it, it just hurts to see the happy, bubbly girl you knew lose her sparkle over a guy, you missed playing dress up and going shopping and letting her pick outfits for you, miss gossiping and going up on people’s business just to say "But it’s their lives, they do what they want, we’re in no place to judge anybody." right after, missed baking new stuff and putting flour on her nose; and all those things turned into watching the same movies and listening to her crying about a guy that isn’t worth a second glance.

The following day, you decided to visit her. It felt like she needed a bit more comfort, so you went to buy her favorite snacks on the way. You knew she was home, so you just knocked and her mom let you in. She was in her room, so you went upstairs but stopped yourself at her door when you heard she was on the phone with someone else. There was a bit more noise downstairs, but ignoring them, and putting your ear against the door, you heard:

"It’s just that I don’t even feel sad anymore. How am I supposed to tell my boyfriend that I feel glad while he’s disappointing me because I get to have Y/N watching movies, hugging me, and comforting me for hours??"

You’re frozen in place. What did you just hear? You check around, grasping the fabric over your chest, feeling your face getting hotter by every passing second. You don’t want to get things wrong. After hearing a light thud, you put your ears over the door again. Maybe she threw herself in the bed?

"It’s just that she’s always so sweet and kind to me, having her looking deep into my eyes, holding me close and telling me jokes to make me feel better, putting on my favorite movies and getting food for us and then sleeping together, NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY, I meant to say we cuddle, Suguru never does anything like that. Sometimes I pick fights so I can have it with her, so when she suggested me and him breaking up, I figured out maybe I should just try romancing. Do you think she feels that way too? "

So that’s why, you couldn’t pinpoint why you hated Suguru so much, how you could keep comforting her forever, how the memories of her happy times lingered in the back of your head, how you replayed her laugh over and over in your head, and how you didn’t even have time to process it fully before guilt washed over you, for a myriad of reasons, were you stealing her away from him? That was so personal. Was it OK for you to hear it? How will you tell her you feel the same if she is dating someone else? How could you let her suffer so much because of you? How didn’t you notice it before?

You’re a mess, she’s still talking but you can’t hear ir, if feels like everything around you is spinning and your face is burning hot, you’re pretty sure you look super weird outside her door with wide eyes and mouth open; but everything is pushed aside when you hear a footstep on the stairs, you’d rather have her seeing you like this than anyone else so you enter abruptly and close the door behind you fast, she hangs up her phone call looking terrified at you, it’s obvious in your expression that you’ve heard it all, the footsteps from before are the only thing both of you hear, in this unbreakable silence you feel it strong, coming toward her door fast and someone opens the door rudely, almost hitting you as you turn around and see Suguru, invading the room and changing it’s energy aggressively, throwing his hands in the air complaining in an almost shout

"I can’t believe you’re going to make last night a big deal! You need to remind me of those details! You’re so sensitive it feels like I can’t do anyth-"

"Shut up."

The words leave your mouth before you can stop yourself. It’s not loud, but it feels like a command. Your eyes never leave her until this moment. The second he opens his mouth again, you’re glaring at him. His voice is significantly quieter

"This isn’t about you; you shouldn’t even be he-"

You interrupt him again, talking to Mika without taking your glare away from him, calm, composed, talking as if genuinely asking a question.

"Does your mother know that the guy she just let in is shouting at her daughter? At her own house? Does your father downstairs know how many times he made you cry for no reason?" You wait for a second for him to actually perceive you. "Who do you think you are?"

You can’t quite remember what happened after. You recall some empty threats and stupid curses as you force his way down the stairs and out of the house. Her parents are quick to side with you and kick him out. You recall him crying and Mika breaking up with him, it’s all so blurry, words foggy, feeling like a dream when you’re just about to wake up and everything happened so fast too, tears of anger and frustration in your eyes, not daring to fall, finding yourself dizzy sitting back in her bed again, hands in your head, supporting your elbows in your knees trying to recompose your breath, and as if perfectly timed, hearing a whisper

"Did you hear it? My conversation on the phone"

Her voice sounds so tiny, and she’s also sobbing, but things are getting clearer. You answer it with another question, as if it was obvious.

"Why did you do that? Staying with him if you wanted me all along. "

She answers it in a heartbeat.

"I didn’t realize it right away. Would I even have a chance with you if I did it anyway? "

Your words feel so hurtful. Tears are now falling, and trying to form a full sentence over sobs, plead.

"You would... But hurting yourself hurts me too. This could’ve gone so much better. "

She sits by your side, hugging you, mumbling a million apologies, until falling into a long silence. Tired from the previous action, it felt like eternity trying to recover from all of the overwhelming feelings. There was only one thing left to say.

"Mika... I like you too. "

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