#instead of... listening and asking how they can make it better.

[definitelynotanalien]

Boyfriend!Sae who’s your long distance boyfriend, a childhood best friend that you’ve kept in contact with ever since he left for Spain

Boyfriend!Sae who meets up with you his second night back in Japan, after spending so long in Spain playing football

Boyfriend!Sae who you’re so excited to see again, cause it’s been like 6 years since he left and he never visited

Boyfriend!Sae who stuffs his hands in his Re Al branded jacket and blankly stares as you wave excitedly at him

Boyfriend!Sae who gives you a nod back as you run up to him, practically about to tackle him to the ground

Boyfriend!Sae who’s gotten thinner, and seemingly unhealthy. His cheeks are a bit too hollow, and his hair’s a bit too messy

Boyfriend!Sae who ignores you while you ask how he’s been, like the caring partner you are

Boyfriend!Sae who cuts to the chase, demanding that you cut the pleasantries and listen to him instead

Boyfriend!Sae who tells you that you’re a distraction, and if he is to become the best midfielder in the world he doesn’t need distractions

Boyfriend!Sae who glares down at you, as you beg him to stay, calling him your whole world

Boyfriend!Sae who easily breaks up with you, walking away as you plead for him to stay through tear ridden eyes on that cold winter night

Ex!Sae who doesn’t seem to regret it at first, his football career flourishing as he loses all distractions

Ex!Sae who stops visiting Japan as much, only coming by to visit his parents - as he’s permanently moved to Spain

Ex!Sae who spots you in his city one day, you’ve stopped to chat with his little brother

Ex!Sae who notices how cheerful and lively you seem to be, a sore difference from the saddened state he ajd last seen you in

Ex!Sae who’s a bit peeved when he sees that you’ve moved on, as he was planning to see you again eventually

Ex!Sae who goes up to talk with the two of you, while you make an excuse to scurry off as fast as you can as soon as you lay eyes on him

Ex!Sae who purposefully attempts to run into you and crinkles his eyebrows as you ignore him and avoid him

Ex!Sae who interviews his brother about you, and what you’ve been up to while he’s been gone

Ex!Sae who glares once his brother tells him that you have a fiancé, and you’re rather happy with them

Ex!Sae who reasons that his brother is probably lying, in a twisted attempt to get back at him after what happened many winters ago

Ex!Sae who walks away from his brother after the interrogation, choosing to talk to you himself

Ex!Sae who confronts you about having a partner, finding your home after asking your parents where you live

Ex!Sae who scoffs as you say you’re engaged, asking you why you didn’t tell him

Ex!Sae who narrows his eyes when you explain yourself, in a signature show of pettiness, he really didn’t know how to take someone not liking him

Ex!Sae who mocks that your ‘boyfriend’ is not a better football player than him, and that you’ll never do better than Sae

Ex!Sae who crosses his arms, even as you explain your partner is a pro player as well and that if they can win against Sae or not doesn’t matter to you, all that matters is whether you love your partner or not

Ex!Sae who storms off, angrily stomping so he can sulk in privacy

Ex!Sae who’s determined to win you back, no matter what it takes…

[l0stglitch]

What if there daughter started to drift a lot from them and what would they do to stop it and what pre cautions they would take to make sure it doesn’t happen again?tysmmm

The aftermath

Platonic Yandere lost boys x reader

The first half of this ask is kind of answered in this fic so I’m only gonna write about the second part.

Warnings- Physical and emotional abuse | Obsessive relationships

• They’d be pretty cautious after your depressive episode. Seeing you so fragile and broken made them hyper aware of how delicate your sanity and mental health are.

• They also don’t want to push you away again in the future. Adopting that cat you had found had certainly helped bring you closer to your fathers after the punishment, but you’d never truly be the same again.

• I think they’d become a lot more overbearing, particularly Dwayne and Marko (who have always been the most involved in your life). They’ve seen what isolation will do to you, and are determined for you to never be alone again.

• David would start to lose some of his previous control over how you are parented- particularly when it comes to punishments. The whole event would sort of shift the pack dynamics. David had always been the leader, as he had a much more dominating personality, however being the oldest, Dwayne also had a claim to power.

• Things are easier for you when Dwayne calls the shots. You aren’t punished as harshly over minor mistakes, however you don’t really have a choice in how you spend your free time. If Dwayne wants you to hang out with them, you better listen or Marko will get involved.

• Speaking of Marko, he’d definitely take advantage of his newfound freedom. Without David to keep him in check, he becomes WAY worse than normal.

• He’s already pretty bad with boundaries, but now that he has more power, he literally won’t leave you alone. Like this man will straight up come into your room and lie there next to you when you’re trying to sleep. He claims it’s because he’s worried you’ll become detached again if you’re left by yourself for too long, but really he’s just become extra clingy after your episode of disassociation.

• You can’t complain about it to Dwayne, because he’s got the same attitude as Marko. You need to be supervised and watched, or else you’ll drift away from them again.

• Even Paul gets dragged into it. When it comes to parenting you, he’s never really formed his own opinion on anything. He’ll just agree with whatever Marko says, unless it’s something extreme that might bring you harm. He just wants you to be happy, because when you’re happy, you’re more fun to be around.

• Surprisingly, you find yourself seeking out David’s company. It’s not that you feel bad for the way the others seemed to have lost respect for him, but rather he’s the only one that isn’t excessively coddling you.

• You can always tell by that smug look on his face that this is exactly what he wants- for you to come crawling right back to him. It doesn’t bother you much though. Maybe once the others realise that their overbearing nature is only pushing you away, they’ll drop the act and return back to normal.

• Of course, this new order is only temporary. There’s only so much David will put up with before he decides to take back his rightful position as pack leader.

• Once he’s back in charge, things begin to settle down again. Marko wouldn’t have as much control over you, but Dwayne would still he pretty needy.

• Even after David gains back the respect of the others, the way they punish you in the future would change. They decided it would be be more of a group decision rather than David having the final say.

• Unfortunately, the boys don’t really stick to this. They find it too much of a hassle to figure out a suitable punishment every time you do something wrong, so instead each of them just takes it into their own hands.

• David and Marko start resorting to physical violence as a way of keeping you in line. David thinks that the only way of teaching you a lesson is by eliciting fear from you. He’s always careful not to take things too far (for fear of breaking your fragile mental state) but one beating every now and again won’t cause any lasting damage.

• Marko has always been the most physically abusive, so things only get worse after this. He’s less restrained with his punishments than David- often throwing you into furniture or twisting your limbs until you swear you can feel your joints popping. He’ll scare you into staying silent about it, threatening you with even more pain if you go crying to Dwayne. Marko LOVES hearing you whimper and cry, but only when it’s because of him. If it’s because of David then he’ll hold you tight and stroke your hair, telling you that everything will be alright, and that he’ll always take of you.

• Paul kind of knows about how they treat you, but he doesn’t do anything about it. He doesn’t know the extent of the abuse, but he’s aware that something’s going on (he accidentally walked in on you getting changed and saw the bruises). If you fuck up around Paul, he won’t really do much. Sometimes he’ll threaten to report you to David, but never actually does it because he can tell that the thought of David punishing you makes you terrified, and he doesn’t want you to fear him.

• Dwayne is the only one who actually sticks to the whole ‘group punishment’ idea. It would be pretty hypocritical if he went against it considering he was the one who came up with the idea. It’ll usually be basic stuff like not being allowed to go to the boardwalk or not being allowed any dinner that day.

• All in all, they would certainly try to change their methods of parenting, but that’s not to say it actually works. They’ve solved the issue of you being distant, but now you’re skittish and nervous, especially around Marko and David.

• The only thing they actually learned from the months of you being isolated is that they don’t like leaving you alone. It fucks with your head, and it also means that they don’t get to spend as much time with you. Sometimes it’s easy to forget that they love you, but they’re always quick to remind you when you try to run away. One mention of a life without them and they’ll all guilt trip you about it for days.

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[yandere-fics]

♡ Rayna's Rules For Her Little Sister ♡

(She phrases her rules grossly. Big sister is not capitalized on the rules on purpose while Little Sister is because that's how Rayna would write it. Little Sister is more important afterall.)

♡ Little Sis must kiss her big sister in the morning before leaving bed. ♡

♡ Little Sis must sleep in her panties and big sister's shirt so they can be pleasured by big sister the moment they wake up. ♡

You found out the hard way that this was a rule she took extremely seriously when you left bed one morning as she was still dead asleep only to be jumped by her ten minutes later shoving her tongue down your fucking throat. After that you quickly realized it was just better to give her the kiss in the morning and hope she didn't take it too much farther. Didn't guarantee you ere safe from having her tongue down your throat, like right now when she got a little bit over excited you kissed her first and was humping your leg as she kissed you, her semi hard cock leaking all over your leg because she insisted the both of you sleep almost nude.

"Call me big sis please?" She whined as she moved your panties to the side and slid her limp dick back and forth trying her best to work herself up for intercourse. Most mornings she wasn't able to get hard enough though and would settle for her fingers in you and then would go off to her office for work. Today she seemed like she wasn't giving to leave until you came on her dick though.

"Ugh fine… please fuck me big sis?" It was quicker if you just called her that. She let out a groan cumming prematurely and shooting all over your panties and shirt. She frowned when she realized she didn't actually get to be inside you, beginning to move her hips once again to try to get herself worked up, without cumming this time. You supposed today was not going to be a work day for her.

♡ Little Sister is only allowed to masturbate with big sis watching and big sis will step in if it looks like little sis needs help. ♡

♡ Big sister reserves the right to deny Little Sister anything they ask for if it turns out they didn't consider going to big sis for help first. ♡

You were not planning on following either of those, after all what Rayna didn't know couldn't hurt her so as long as you hid things from her well enough you assumed you wouldn't have to listen. You assumed wrong because at every turn Rayna knew you had attempted to do something for yourself and failed and every time she would tell you she wasn't going to help you for a few hours since you hadn't asked her, instead forcing you to sit on her lap until she felt you'd reflected enough and then would get up to help you with whatever it was you wanted. This time she had caught you trying to masturbate and had decided she needed to edge you for a bit which evidently was quite painful for her when you could feel her hand twitch against your thigh every few seconds before reminding herself she wasn't supposed to be helping you. You usually didn't like asking Rayna for things because it made her too over excited butttt… you had been sitting on her lap horny for about thirty minutes now and you really just needed to get off soooo…

"Big sis, please touch me?" That was all it took to get her to set you on her office chair and start eating you out ravenously.

♡ Little Sister must not make friends with anyone, their only company should be big sis. ♡

♡ Sometimes big sister has to do things that Little Sister is better off not knowing about, please don't ask. ♡

You knew you weren't supposed to be asking Rayna about what happened to the house staff since they were replaced so often but this was the fifth personal maid you had that you got along with somewhat who had been replaced. Plus you were having a nice week with her and had followed all the other rules so she probably wouldn't mind if you asked just this once, right? Every time you tried though she would attempt to shift your attention away from the topic, darting her eyes around and growing increasingly agitated. You really wanted to know though so you were pushing your luck just a bit.

"My songbird, if you keep asking about the staff members I will make sure there's no staff left for you to care about." That shut you up fast.

♡ Big sister loves Little Sister more than life itself, remember that. ♡

[blushweddinggowns]

“Eddie? Did you hear me?”

Eddie blinked, the sound of Steve’s voice shaking him out of his thoughts. He hadn’t heard a word, too busy obsessing to actually focus on what the fuck was happening in real life. He rubbed the back of his neck, sheepish at the call out,  “Sorry, can you repeat that?”

Steve sighed, turning away from the bathroom mirror to pinch his cheek, “I’ll have to punish you for that one later.”

Eddie grinned, swinging his legs from his perch on the bathroom counter. He’d learned quickly that Steve’s definition of punishment equated to Eddie’s definition of a good night. But one that he was going to have to wait for. 

“You can’t say shit like that when you’re about to leave,” Eddie whined, kicking Steve lightly in the leg, “It’s cruel.”

Steve sighed, letting him go to go back to his routine, “You’re right, you’re right. Not to mention I’m going to be back late.”

Eddie had never made him late to work but he did interrupt Steve's usual timeline. It was too easy for them to distract each other. Before they knew it, he’d lose enough time for him to have to do his stage makeup at home. Eddie's penance for the crime was to entertain him while he did it. 

He sure wasn’t complaining. 

“It’s a private party,” Steve said, turning to the mirror. Eye liner pen in hand, “A bachelorette. No one goes more wild than drunk straight women, I swear to God.”

“How late?” Eddie asked.

“Last one, we didn’t get them out of there till 3:30. No more alcohol did not effect their flow,” Steve said, blinking at the small, black wing he just made. He glanced at Eddie for approval, humming happily when he gave him a thumbs up. 

“So I’ll probably be back by four,” Steve went on, moving to the next eye, “The owner is real big on keeping people who pay thousands to rent the place out happy. Go figure.”

“Want me to stay up for you?”

“Of course,” Steve laughed, finally satisfied with what he saw in the mirror, “But I won’t make you. Not tonight. You can just make it up to me later.”

That was a relief. As much as Eddie wanted to wait for him, he wasn’t sure if he had four a.m. in him. 

“I’ll miss you,” Eddie offered up instead.

“I’ll miss you more,” Steve sighed back, turning to face him, “Now kiss me before I do the lips.”

Eddie listened, the kiss itself more temptation to force himself to stay awake. He spent the night quietly at home, productive while he watched the clock. He called Wayne, talked to him for a few hours. Sketched out a few designs. Vacuumed. Watched a bad movie. But alas, at around one a.m. he had to throw in the towel. 

It was a minor success. He got a few hours in before the loud creak of their shitty door ruined his light sleep. He squinted into the dark, groaning quietly when he saw the time. It was late. Late enough to be early, four thirty a.m. Eddie stretched, patient enough to not try to go back to sleep. He was hoping Steve would come in here soon, something that happened more often than not when he worked late. He only avoided him when he was too tired to shower, a habit that Eddie was trying to subtly talk him out of. 

But instead of the sound of Steve’s footsteps coming down the hall, he heard his voice, “No, no. He’s asleep.”

Eddie paused his stretching, curious.

“I think it’ll be fine if I keep quiet,” Steve said followed by the creak of their couch, “I’m in the living room anyway.”

Eddie sighed, too understanding to be annoyed. It wasn’t Steve’s fault. He had been sleeping better since whatever this was started between them. Good enough for the shower to not even be enough to wake him anymore. Who would have thought that regularly scheduled orgasms could be the cure for insomnia? It just so happened that the effect was lessened when Steve wasn't in the bed with him.

“Shut up!” Steve laughed, loud and clear despite the walls between them.

Eddie got out of bed, deciding to fake a bathroom trip so Steve knew that he had an audience. Even if he was slightly tempted to listen in, his natural inclination to be a nosey bitch poking it’s head out. 

“He’s adorable,” Steve sighed, his voice dropping. Barely audible through his door, “I’m obsessed.”

Eddie’s hand paused on the doorknob. He could hear Steve getting comfortable on the couch, the leather creaking under him. He saw him in his minds eye, laid back, his legs hanging over one of the arms. 

“It’s perfect,” Steve said happily, “His mouth is insane, dude. It’s so pretty.”

It was time to give up the act of proprietary. Eddie pressed his ear against the door, officially eavesdropping. 

“Obviously, I did,” Steve laughed, “It was the first thing we did and it looked obscene. I don’t even think he gets how hot he is?”

Eddie’s eyes widened. He couldn’t- was he actually saying what it sounded like?

“Oh yeah,” Steve said easily, “That too. But I don't think he's lying about it. He's too shy. He just has a perfect dick and is a perfect sweetheart. All at the same time. Of course, it's good! Amazing actually.”

His face was burning, a mix of flattered and incredibly embarrassed. Steve had warned him that he told Robin everything but God. He went pretty damn far with it. He didn’t expect Steve to be so graphic. 

“He’s my boyfriend,” Steve said suddenly, his tone shifting, “What the hell is that supposed to mean? Wouldn't I know more than you?”

Eddie’s heart skipped a beat.

from the next chapter of this fic

[delirious-donna]

an: thanks to @breakdawn-avenue for requesting the boom boy himself! This was such a bop of a song and I must admit I went a little angsty given the lyrics and vibe so I really hope you'll like it <3

starring: Bakugou Katsuki x gn reader

warnings: SFW, angst, Katsuki isn't good with emotions, mention of a break up, oblivious idiots

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Katsuki hated your boyfriend. 

Ex-boyfriend. 

How many times you had to make the distinction, you weren’t sure. He wasn’t exactly known for his ability to be corrected with grace. You wished you shared his sentiment, but the breakup had been hard. Far harder than it had any right to be. 

“Punk ass bitch,” he growled, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth. 

“Can you not?” 

Katsuki turned vermillion eyes brimming with barely restrained rage to you. “Tch. I told you I didn’t like him, but you didn’t listen. Always gotta be a stubborn idiot.” 

He regretted the venom behind the words the second he voiced them, though he didn’t regret the sentiment. You were crumpling like a wadded-up tissue in front of him, and he couldn’t lay all the blame at that bastard’s door. He was being shitty. It was hard not to be when... when you chose that moron over him. 

Not that you knew he felt that way. Gods, he hoped you didn’t know.

He was always second choice, never your first thought and he had long come to terms with that. Maybe he should have saved himself from the constant anger and heart ache by cutting you out of his life, but that was easier said than done. 

You never chose men like him; always opting for the wet-behind-the-ear Mr Nice Guy types who were secretly pricks behind their lame facade. Katsuki could clock them from a mile off, and you never fucking listened. 

So, here he was. Throwing punches at the same old punching bag. Was he really any better than you? He repeated the same mistakes over and over despite knowing it was pointless.  

Just break the cycle.  

Fuck it... 

Rip the band aid off and accept that final knife in the heart.  

Confess and get on with your life. 

“Let me—fuck, can’t believe I’m asking this—let me show how you a real man should treat ya.”  

His palms were sweating even more than normal. Heart pounding louder than the sound of his concussive shot. Why were you looking at him like that? Shit. Was it pity? Were you pitying him? Goddammit. 

“Y’know what... never fucking mind. I’m out,” he snarled, turning to leave only to be stopped by fingers far softer and smaller than his own wrapping around his wrist. 

He couldn’t look at you; instead fixing his gaze at a point over your left shoulder. 

“We’ve both been idiots,” you said slowly, chewing over the words as if you were only just realising how right they were. “Just as bad as each other. Don’t go... I-I need you, Baku—Katsuki.”  

So you cut me down just to push me around like I'm your 

Punching bag 

Just another pot calling the kettle black 

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[vinylfoxbooks]

February 7 - Cauldron  February 8 - Breath/Breathe @into-the-jeggyverse | wc: 1,193

“I had plans tonight,” Regulus grumbles, scrubbing at the table, “But then you had to go on and do your thing, talking to my stupid brother instead of paying attention to what you were doing and you fucking blew up the potion.” 

James, as much as they’ve been trying to tune out Regulus’ anger, doesn’t have much of a choice. It’s the only other thing that they can hear other than the horrid sound of the harsh scrubber rubbing against the rough side of the cauldron they’re leaning into, practically folded in half at the waist to scrub the grime off the bottom of it. But they’re already feeling guilty enough about it, and this is just making it worse. 

“I’m sorry,” they mutter, low. They’re not even sure Regulus can hear it, but with the way that their faint voice echoes in the cauldron, there’s a possibility. 

They know that he’s heard it when he suddenly stops his angered ranting, and there’s silence other than the abhorrent sounds of cleaning and scrubbing. They take in a deep breath and push their torse out of the cauldron. They don’t turn to look at him, instead just walking to the bucket and cleaning off their scraper sponge, “I wasn’t trying to blow it up. I was-” they shake their head, “I know that you put me on reading and stirring because it’s the ‘only thing that I can do right’ but I can’t even do reading right. That’s why I liked to be paired up with Remus because he can read and instruct me in a way that’s clear to me, but their new relationship has Sirius hogging him as a potions partner.” They swallow thickly, walking back to the cauldron but not climbing inside of it quite yet. Instead they take to scrubbing at the lip of it. 

They’re quiet for a moment, “It’s just that… sometimes when I’m reading the words get all wiggly and run together and suddenly they stop making any sense and it hurts my eyes and my head. So I’ll usually ask Remus to read for me. That’s-” they finally chance a glance up at Regulus, he’s looking back at them, “that’s what happened. And you were busy chopping the leaves just right and I knew that you would just get after me for asking for clarification so I turned to Remus. But Remus was distracted keeping Sirius from blowing up their own potions and-” they take a deep breath, realising that they had been forgetting to take in full breaths, “I don’t- I don’t know what happened but I’m sorry and I really didn’t mean for this to happen.” 

“Potter,” Regulus says, his own voice now quiet and much softer than it was before. Yet it’s intentional, “Breathe.” He puts his own rag down on the table and takes a couple steps towards them, “I get it, you don’t have to try and over-explain yourself. I-” he swallows, James can’t take their eyes off of him now that he’s speaking directly to him and not just grumbling to himself. He takes another step closer, “I’m so- I should’ve asked for what you wanted to do instead of just putting you into a role. I don’t- I clearly didn’t understand how you best operate and so all of this was partially my fault.”

James shakes their head, taking that for the apology that it is, “It’s fine. I should’ve said something about it earlier. Or pushes that I be partnered with Remus because I know that it’s better. I can handle SIius’ pouting for a couple hours.” 

“Don’t pretend like I’m not at fault for this.” Regulus shakes his head, “I didn’t give you a voice or listen to you and I made myself unapproachable. Then I’ev just been shitting on you…” he looks around at the classroom, “We’re close to being done, you can leave early and I’ll finish up and cover for you if Slughorn comes back.” 

James looks at him alarmed, “No, I’m not leaving. You don’t have to do that for me. Like you said, we’re almost done and you said that you had plans. Maybe if we finish up faster than you can still get to them.” And with that, they’re turning back around and once again leaning over the cauldron. It’s one of the last ones that they need to do and they know that their back is going to kill them for this. 

Regulus is quiet for a while, not moving, before he finally goes back to the table he was cleaning and resumes his work. He huffs, “You’re far too nice for your own good, do you know?” 

James laughs weakly, “A lot of people say that, but I’m not really. I’m nice to people that I care about or want to like me, but I’m- I can be a dick to people who I don’t want around me, which is actually a lot of people.”

“If you say so,” Regulus says, James isn’t shocked, not a lot of people believe them unless they actually see it, “But you’re too nice after everything I’ve said and done to you.” 

They shrug with one shoulder, even if Regulus can’t see it, “You grew up in a bad home and you only know how to be mean to protect yourself. Believe it or not, Sirius treated us really shitty for the first several months of us living together before we finally got it in his head that we weren’t going to take his bullshit and that we didn’t deserve being treated like that. I figure you’re the same way and I’ve gone through it once, I can do it again. I also know that I’ve been quick with you before so we’re even.” Then they mutter, low enough that they hope Regulus can’t hear it, “Besides, I like it when you’re mean to me.” 

“What was that last part?” 

“Nothing.” James shakes their head. 

Neither of them talk for the rest of the detention period. But when James is telling Regulus that if he hurries he might still be able to get to his plans, that it’s not too late, Regulus shakes his head and says that he’s going to walk James up to the Gryffindor Tower as sort of a ‘make up’. James insists that they don’t need one, but Regulus insists. 

So they head up to the Gryffindor Tower and Regulus manages to grind out an apology to James when they get to the Fat Lady’s portrait. Then he turns on his heels and storms away before they can really process what’s just happened. James stands in the corridor for a moment before finally turning and getting let in, not without a pointed look from the Fat Lady. 

The others are waiting in the common room for James, and Sirius immediately stands up, “How was it? I hope Reggie wasn’t too hard on you.” 

Remus nods, “I’m sorry that I couldn’t be your partner this time.” 

“Mhm, I’ll never hog him again.” 

James laughs softly, thinking back on the past hour, “It’s- it was n’t that bad guys, I promise.”

[sossolei]

I'm actually crying rn please, how do I really shift? For a fact Ik that shifting and manifestation is real. But I've been unable to shift my awareness to my Dr.. I saw your hogwarts posts and im really happy and glad that you get to experience all of that but I can't even shift to a better version of my cr let alone some fictional world??I really wanna get out of this abusive household, it's messing up with my mental peace each day, everyday waking upto fights and getting blamed for being a disappointment. I'm sorry I'm not trauma dumping but I just really wanna get out of here.

I am 10000% going to make a more detailed post about this very soon, but to answer your question right now, the best advice I can give you is to genuinely stop listening to other people and try to make shifting/a ritual before shifting, as fun as possible.

Advice is great don’t get me wrong, but after a certain point everyone is just repeating the same talking points and yapping about things that don’t work for you and your journey. Find your own groove but for now here’s what I’ll say:

1. Practice meditation as often as you can. Do it for sleep. Do it while you’re awake. Do it before school or work. Do it whenever and genuinely get in tune with who you are without a body and without a mind. You are pure consciousness and meditation is one of the best ways to internalize this.

2. Since you mentioned manifesting, practice small manifestions in your current reality because that is also considered reality shifting. Every time you decide to walk left instead of right, you’ve just shifted realities because universe is now adapting to what you have chose. If you think manifesting is your thing, build up your confidence within that AND ( best part ) try to manifest things from your better c.r, into your current reality. Start off small like maybe a cute cup from your better reality to bring into your current one or even some curtain bangs to look more like your better reality self—not only will these things build your confidence but they will also make you feel so connected to that other reality. Genuinely apply this and you’ll wake up one day and realize something so small like a cup, or a cute notebook from your other reality that is in your c.r means that that reality is never as far as you think it is.

3. Be mindful of the language you use. Never come back from a shifting attempt and think, “omg I didn’t shift again”, instead switch that to “damn I gotta practice waking up in that other reality instead of just sleeping there all the time” does that make sense? You realistically could’ve shifted while you slept, but because you were sleeping, you wouldn’t have noticed. HELLO! It makes sense guys.

That’s all I can say right now but definitely ask me anything else, I’d love to help in any way I can and I can guarantee you will shift to that reality ( even if you haven’t already ) because you shift every single day and this reality is no different than choosing pizza instead of burgers for dinner LOL.

[werewolfclaws]

not sorry whatsoever just saw a post that was like we need to ABOLISH tme/tma and im like. so you want to abolish having to take accountability that you can and will contribute to transmisogyny? interesting

[owlheartt]

Something I really like about timebomb is that Ekko actually knows what he's getting into.

I'm not really seeing it get talked about but in season 1 they mention that Ekko and the firelights help people addicted to shimmer get off it and lead more fulfilling lives within the community. I should probably rewatch the scene for the exact wording (might be misremembering tbh) but that comment implies A LOT.

First: Ekko's mission is helping people where he can, he would probably try and help Jinx even if he wasn't in love with her

Second: He has experience dealing with severe mental illness as that often goes hand in hand with drug abuse, namely depression/suicidal ideation like what Jinx was exhibiting

Third: He's probably mapped out best course of action FOR dealing with this and has already figured out his own limits/boundaries. Meaning he knew what he was getting into trying to talk Jinx out of suicide, and was thus more equipped to deal with the aftermath

Fourth: He's probably helped ex members of Silco's gang. The firelights seem to have a theme of healing and repairing and recovering, so they've probably also learned to forgive. If they're mission is to rebuild the lanes into a safe space, they can't exclude people they don't like, they have to make room for them. I think they fought Silco out of necessity, and I doubt Jinx would be the first person they help who's killed one of them.

These all might be a bit of a stretch but I think it really fits. Beyond that, it shows that Ekko can ACTUALLY help Jinx. As much as unconditional love can do, Ekko has the tools for Jinx's recovery and a path ready for her. He also probably knows that her "healthy" will look different from AU Powder's "healthy." On top of that, I expect he knows how to respect her even in the middle of psychotic breaks and won't agitate her already frail mental state

[dukeofthomas]

I need people to realize how horrible 'stalking/constant surveillance/breaking into each other's homes is how the Batfamily show love' is. Like i really need someone to just acknowledge how horrific saying this bullshit is.

Like even fics where they're shown as happy and healthy and with good ties, you've always got this thing where none of them have privacy or any boundaries with each other. Which is directly antithetical to actually having good relationships. And this invasion via hacking and stalking and breaking into homes is portrayed as a positive, good thing; it's just how they show love and care to each other, after all. But for some reason I just personally don't find stalking, lack of privacy or boundaries, and emotional manipulation funny, endearing, or healthy, and just end up disgusted at the attempt to sweep it all under the rug.

[primus-why]

I Feel TFOne Could've Handled This Better...

Hot take but I feel like folks have been really generous with the take that OP was unable to find ~the perfect words~ in the heat of the moment (and thus should be given some grace) when he told D to stand down and "not be like Sentinel"... namely cuz I don't feel that the narrative supports this?

Like-- after all is said and done, OP doesn't reflect on that part of their split. He doesn't have a moment where he seeks validation or voices his regrets over the choice of his words, it's actually cut-and-dry. The narrative (as it stands) supports that OP saw D-16 acting up, so he called him out and stood on business, down to the last scenes where he's basically like "yeah it's a shame but y'all knew I had to do it to 'em."

It didn't have to be much! I'm not saying to absolve Megs, just show OP looking at things from a different perspective/contemplating a bit on that tough choice and the morality of the moment. Some examples of what I wish we had:

B-127 straight up blurting the obvious by later chatting with Orion like, "Wait so you told your best friend that he was acting just as bad as the guy who enslaved us for our entire lives and was torturing him like an hour ago? Oof. Seems kinda harsh." Then have some of OP's regret show on his face.

OP asking Elita-1 after Megs is banished if he did the right thing. Have Elita back his choice up, saying, "You should have seen what he did after you were... gone. It was terrifying. I know it was tough, but you made the right call." OP is grateful for the support, but a conflicted look still flashes across his face before he steels himself to look out towards the horizon... and the future.

Have OP walk past other mechs/former miners who didn't go with the High Guard saying stuff like, "Wish I could've given Sentinel a piece of my mind!" "Yeah, but I'm glad he's gone for good." "Ugh I miss everything." "Oh, it was crazy! Megatron picked him up and then he rrrrriiipped-- oops, hey there, Mr. Optimus... Prime... sir?" And have OP wave hello, looking a bit sick when they leave.

Post-credits scene with Starscream going on and on, asking Megs when they'll be back to teach the upstart Prime a lesson. Megs grabs his face to shut him up. "Patience, Starscream. The Prime thinks I'm no better than Sentinel... but I'll show him. He wants Iacon? He can have it. In the meantime we'll take the rest of the planet! Then I'll come back, crush Prime under my heel, and we'll take Iacon too. Sentinel's reign will barely be a footnote, because I'm about to become Optimus Prime's worst nightmare." The vocal performance would really need to sell this-- like picture Megs saying something like that from a place of anger and hurt, not so much a place of genuine evil or malice.

Basically instead of Orion's assertion being backed up as black and white/good vs bad, I wish we had some different opinions/reactions from the characters sprinkled in there. Like you can't tell me out of allllll the miners who weren't strong enough/willing to go with the High Guard and ended up sticking around that NONE of them were like "eyyo honestly?? Kiiiiinda glad Sentinel is dead. Wish I could have helped, tbh." like come onnnnn...

And you can't even argue that he's not an active threat-- I don't think everyone would see things that way! It's not just about the threat he physically has, but the threat he represents and is very likely to act upon if given the opportunity! He has a proven track record of not only being sneaky and conniving, but also capable of dealing some serious damage/killing people bigger and stronger than him, plus he has the backing of the Quints. All he'd need to do is wriggle his way out of jail and run off to his sponsors, then he'd probably be back to hurt more people! (If the Quints didn't just kill him out of incompetence lmao). There's a lot of "ifs" here, but I think it's a valid argument that not everyone would agree on what is the right or wrong way to handle Sentinel once he was down long enough to, like, do something about him.

I feel the situation needed a bit of nuance. In some way I wish they had kicked the can and had D and Orion bicker while Sentinel escaped, then have D get frustrated enough by the loss of Sentinel to point fingers (and his fusion canon) at Orion, who then falls and becomes OP. (Megs could still show some of thar emotion/remorse right after he does it too.) Not only would this open the door for a sequel, but tbh the Quint might have just killed Sentinel anyways and sought to deal with the miners uprising themselves lol. (Maybe that could have been an after credits scenes too instead of the B-127 bit??)

Would love to see a moment in a sequel where they have a calmer moment after arguing for a bit. Have OP mention how Megs was out of line, that it hurt and even scared him to see him act that way, and Megs can quietly point out "you said I was as bad as Sentinel... is that really how you see me? After everything we went through?"

Then OP can fumble the bag again lmao like "D, I... I'm sorry, that didn't come out right... but you still took things way too far..."

"Why am I not surprised-- your opinion is what matters the most! Maybe that's why you became a Prime, since you're so good at acting like the world revolves around you--!"

*gets interrupted by someone else before another yelling match ensues*

[corviiids]

wben i finally get more than 0.2 microns of energy and make one of the multiple video essays i desperately want to make so i can yap out loud as god (never) intended

[mercless]

🗡 mad cowboy disease....

[wolpatinga]

[imflyingfish]

Its so awesome to be able to watch movies in french and understand the vast majority of the dialouge

[a-chaotically-small-lunta]

“What’s your favorite wonder of the world?”

Me: “The 8th wonder”