#it makes me feel like it looks bad 😭😭

[demie90s]

you are so quick and write so good omg😭 can you do ucoon team x reader where reader feels left out but doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it, kinda angst to fluff

Left Out

UConn X Fem!Reader

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ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Reader’s been feeling left out—group chats she’s not in, inside jokes she can’t follow, moments she’s not part of.

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Angst to fluff, team love, found family

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: Emotional hurt/comfort, mild language, vulnerability

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: ~0.6k

It’s hard to explain what it feels like to be alone in a group. Like, actually alone. Not “I sat in the back of the van” alone. Not “they forgot to tag me in a story” alone.

I mean the kind of alone that makes your chest burn. I’m on a top-tier team. UConn. We win. We shine. We smile.

And I still feel like I could vanish and no one would notice for a full damn week.

They’re not mean. Not bullies. They’re just… them. Paige and Nika with their sister-like banter. KK bouncing around with Jana and Ice. Azzi always paired off, always soft, always taken.

I laugh when they laugh. Nod when they talk. I’m in the room. But not of it. And that’s what kills me. Because it’s not that they don’t like me. It’s that no one chooses me.

Not for movie nights. Not for study groups. Not for 2 a.m. “you up?” texts.

No one says “Come sit next to me.”

No one grabs my jersey and whispers, “Ride with me today.”

No one notices that I haven’t spoken in hours.

I started keeping tally. Sick, I know.

Three days in a row they went out for food after practice. I wasn’t invited once.

Seven inside jokes this week. I understood one.

Four separate group chats. I’m in none.

So I stopped trying. I started showing up late and leaving early. I let my headphones fill the gaps. I clapped from the bench like my hands didn’t ache to be held.

And one day—bad practice, worse mood—I walk into the locker room and they’re howling. Loud. Eyes-watering, bent-over, gasping laughter.

I pause, waiting for someone to look up. A nod. A wave. A “Hey, Y/N—come hear this!” Nothing.

I change in silence. Sit on the edge of the bench. Watch them from ten feet away like I’m behind a glass wall.

I smile. I fake a laugh. I pretend I get it. Because it’s better than them knowing how empty I feel. But when practice ends and the room clears, it’s Azzi who lingers. Then KK. Then Paige.

“Yo,” KK says, cautious. “You good?”

I shrug. “Yeah. Just tired.”

“You’ve been tired all week,” Azzi says gently. “And quiet.”

Paige sits across from me, eyebrows low. “Did we do something?”

My jaw clenches. I don’t want to say it. I don’t want to sound pathetic. But I do.

“I just feel like background noise,” I whisper. “Like, y’all are a team. I’m just… here. A jersey. Not a person.”

The silence is brutal. Like I said something too raw for them to handle. Then Paige breathes out, like she just got punched. “Damn. I didn’t know.”

“I know,” I mumble. “That’s the problem.”

Azzi walks over—slow, unsure—and sits beside me. “I’m sorry. I thought… I don’t know what I thought. That you were shy. That you needed space.”

“I needed someone to notice.”

KK mutters, “Shit,” under her breath and pulls out her phone.

Next thing I know, I’m getting added to every group chat. Then Nika bursts in, confused, holding snacks. “What’s going on?”

“She thought we ain’t love her,” KK says, and Nika drops the snacks and wraps me in a hug so tight I actually yelp.

Paige kneels down and looks up at me, serious. “You’re not background. You’re part of this. You always were. We just got selfish with each other.”

Azzi squeezes my hand. “We’re gonna fix it.”And they do.

It starts with seats saved for me. Late night texts. Hugs that linger longer than before. Jana tapping her lap like it’s mine by default. Tru Fru dropped in my bag. A chorus of “Where’s Y/N?” anytime I’m gone too long.

I didn’t need the whole world. I just needed someone. Now I have a team. And this time, they’re facing me when they laugh.

[fiastomatocheek]

MOMMY, WHAT IF…?

pair: dad!luke hughes x f!reader

genre: fluff, family, domestic.

warnings: none! just heaps of family fluff and heart-squeezing sweetness.

summary: it’s pizza-for-breakfast sunday, and lucy is ready with her usual table-side interrogation. but this time, her questions about her parents’ love story take a tender turn. from wondering if she’d still exist to asking whether luke cried when he saw you in a wedding dress, lucy unknowingly reminds her parents just how magical their story truly is.

fia’s note: maybe some of you might be getting a little tired of all the lucy ideas but truthfully, i’m still very much obsessed with dad!luke and lucy. actually, i don’t think i’ll ever stop writing this series 😭 i could probably write 100 parts and still have more to say. but if you’re feeling a little over the dad!luke content, feel free to skip this one and hopefully i’ll see you in another fic soon! thank you so much to everyone who’s been reading and supporting, it means the world.

tagging team fia ! — @iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning @dancerbailey3 @mashmashi @hopefulsuitcasemoneyzonk @kell9rs @alwaysclassyeagle @nokiaholland @macka @silvenyy @voidvannie @itsonlyaddi

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Pizza-for-Breakfast Sunday is a sacred tradition in your house that had started as a joke and quickly become a favorite.

Luke stood barefoot, sweatpants, carefully sliding slices of breakfast pizza onto plates. You were leaning against the counter, still in your comfy cloth, watching Luke multitask with an ease.

And at the island sat Lucy, your brilliant, soft-hearted daughter, wearing a bunny robe and holding her ever-present stuffed rabbit under one arm.

She had that look. The one that meant she wasn’t just here for pizza.

Luke noticed it too.

“She’s loaded up,” he whispered to you, smirking as he brought over the plates.

“I can see the questions forming.”

“She’s been rehearsing in the mirror again, hasn’t she?”

“Oh, 100 percent.”

Lucy cleared her throat dramatically.

“Snoopy. Mommy. I have a few questions.”

There it is.

“Go on, baby,” you said as you took your first bite.

She tilted her head. “Mommy, what was Nana like when you first met her?”

You smiled softly, leaning back in your chair.

“She was so warm. Nana hugged me like she already knew me. She smiled and said, ‘Finally! I get to meet the girl who turned my son into a walking love song.’”

Luke groaned. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“It was sweet,” you said.

“Nana asked Mommy questions about my family, work, and then she pulled me aside and said, ‘You’re very special. Don’t let him get away with too much.’”

Lucy giggled. “That sounds like Nana.”

Luke chuckled. “It is Nana.”

Then Lucy leaned forward, serious as a judge.

“Mommy… did you pick Snoopy from a line of daddies?”

You blinked. “A line of daddies?”

“Like, they were all standing in a row, and you walked past each of them like, ‘Hmm, nope. Hmm, nope. Oooh, this one! This one looks like he gives good hugs.’”

Luke nearly choked on his juice.

You reached over to ruffle Lucy’s hair.

“No line of daddies, baby. I didn’t pick him from a parade. I picked him from the whole world.”

“Why?” she asked.

You looked over at Luke, “Because he was different. Daddy didn’t just make Mommy laugh, he made me feel safe. He looked at me like I was magic. He showed up for me, even when things were hard. And everytime I tried to imagine a future without him… it just felt wrong. He was always it for me.”

Luke reached under the table and gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“And Mommy was it for me.”

Lucy sat with her chin in her hand, nodding slowly.

“Okay. That makes sense.”

Then, with zero warning, she asked, “Mommy, if you hadn’t married Snoopy… would I be someone else… Lucy?”

You blinked. “That’s a big question for a six-year-old.”

“I am six and a half,” she said proudly.

You smiled. “If I hadn’t married Snoopy, there wouldn’t be a Lucy at all. Not you, not the way you are now.”

“But then where would I be?”

Luke stepped in, his voice soft.

“You’d still be somewhere… maybe just waiting. But we’re really glad we found eachother when we did. Because you’re the best part of us, Luce. We couldn’t have dreamed of anyone more perfect.”

Lucy looked thoughtful. Then she whispered, “Good, I like being me.”

“We love you being you,” you said, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

She beamed. Then turned to Luke with renewed energy.

“Snoopy. Did you ask Nanna and Pappa before you married Mommy?”

“I did,” Luke said proudly.

“I asked both. Nana squealed, and Papa gave me a serious handshake and said, ‘Good choice. Don’t screw it up.’”

Lucy gasped. “Pappa said ‘screw it up?!’”

You and Luke burst into laughter.

“He was joking, I think,” Luke added quickly. “Mostly.”

Lucy smiled wide. “Did you cry when Mommy walked down the aisle?”

Luke blushed. “A little.”

You raised an eyebrow. “A little?”

“Okay, a lot. I wasn’t prepared. Mommy was so beautiful and smiling at me like I was the only person in the world.”

“What about you, Mommy?” Lucy asked. “Did you cry?”

You nodded. “Only a tiny bit. When I saw Daddy crying first.”

Luke grinned. “I started it.”

Lucy hugged Button tighter. “That’s so romantic.”

Then, with a dramatic pause, she delivered the next blow.

“But… Snoopy… what if Mommy never said yes to you?”

You and Luke stay stilled for a second.

“Then I’d still be out there,” he said gently.

“Trying again. And again. Everyday. Until Mommy saw how much I loved her. Until she said yes. Because I never wanted anyone else. Just Mommy.”

Lucy clutched her bunny to her chest. “Snoopy, you’re lucky she said yes.”

“I know I am,” Luke whispered, brushing your hand again beneath the table.

Lucy sighed dramatically.

“Okay, okay. That’s enough for today. I do have three more questions.”

You smiled. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. But I’m saving them for next Pizza Sunday.”

Luke leaned in. “Should I be nervous?”

“Hmm… Extremely.”

[p1astr81]

hey, as a psychology student, I barely see ff involving this area so what if a ff where yn is a psychologist in F1 and she ends up falling for oscar? but you can add some obstacles to make it more interesting haha

for the sake of this, reader is a sports psychologist!

ignore how this lowkey isn’t a psychologists job okay im sorry😭

As part of the sport’s initiate to protect all of its drivers—from Formula 3 to its top competitors in Formula 1–they’ve decided to hire a group of sports psychologists. The group was hired to work track side every weekend, and has their own individual offices in the Formula 1 hospitality. The FIA claimed their hospitality was too full.

You happened to be one of those psychologists.

You spent most days doing absolutely nothing. Most drivers were too embarrassed to pay a visit to any of your offices. Or too conscious of getting caught visiting one and getting blasted on social media.

Some did visit. Particularly the rookies. Lando was the only one to frequent your office. He’d pop in after particularly bad races just to rant to you. He liked how good of a listener you were and how easily you could soothe his worries.

Which is why when he noticed Oscar carry a bit too much tension in his shoulders, he recommended that he pay a visit to you. “One visit wouldn’t hurt.” He reasoned when Oscar was too hesitant.

The next weekend, there was a knock on your door. “Come in,” you called, closing out of your tabs.

“Hi,” you looked up at his quiet voice. Stood as he walked into the room.

“Hi!” You beamed. “Have a seat, make yourself comfortable. There’s snacks, water, take whatever you need.” You gestured to the cart beside the couch and you sat in the chair across from him.

Lando had mentioned how you were nice and a good listener. But he never mentioned how pretty you were, or how infectious your smile was.

“What brings you in?” You didn’t have an intimidating clipboard, nor did you ask him questions like he was in an interrogation room. You also didn’t have those obnoxious overhead lights on. Just the sunlight and a few warm lamps. It was a cozy space.

Oscar leaned into the fluffy sofa, sinking in it like a cloud. “I just feel stressed lately. It’s probably the championship but it’s really having a physical effect on me. I feel really sore lately.”

Still, you smiled. “Have you tried anything to manage the stress? Meditation? Relaxing music? Picking up a hands-on hobby helps a lot of people, too.”

“No.” He said flatly.

“Okay, well trying one of those could help, and I’m always here to talk if you think that might help.”

Oscar definitely thought your talks helped. He’d gone to you almost every single day. Most of the time, he wasn’t even discussing racing. He’d ask you about your life, tell you about his.

And the one day, after a month and a half of ‘sessions’, he’d asked you out for dinner.

He should’ve seen it coming. Your sigh. How you told him I’m sorry, we should keep this professional.

He avoided you for the following three weeks. Three long weeks of his mind plagued by the memories of you. By your laugh. Your smile. Then he decided he’d had enough of his torturous mind.

He went into your office without knocking. “I’m having difficulty focusing on my races because there’s this really cute, nice girl who I can’t stop thinking about, but she doesn’t seem to care about me.” He threw himself onto the sofa like it was another session.

You sighed, finding your usual place in the chair. “I do care about you, Oscar. But we can’t be anything more than-“

“Professional! I know, you’ve said that before.” He grumbled, then sat up. “Why?”

“Why do we have to be professional?”

“Yes!”

“Because we both work for the same people.” You sighed. You were too calm. He envied it. He was breaking down because he couldn’t have what he wanted.

And you were calm.

That should be him. He should be that calm, that composed. It usually came easy to him, but now it was taking everything in him to not get a taste of your lips.

“Last time I checked, you don’t have a contract with Zak brown.” He laughed, pacing the room now.

You tossed him the stress ball you kept on your desk. He took it and sat down, squeezing it like it personally wronged him. “Maybe not, but I can’t date any driver, it’s not just you. It’s not a good look. They’ll fire me for it, I know they will.”

He was thinking quick. “Does it say that in your contract?”

You thought for a moment, then, “no.”

“Then it’s wrongful termination.”

You chewed your lip. Still risky in your mind, but boy were his big brown eyes convincing. You sighed. “Okay. I’ll go to dinner with you.”

“Yes!” He jumped up with a pump of his fist. A bigger victory than you’d ever heard on his radio. “I’ll pick you up uhm- er- Sunday night?”

“Better win then.”

And win he did. Not only the race, but also you.

He married you four years later—and you still had your job in the paddock.

[sunny-knight]

MASSIVE DELTARUNE SPOILERS

I need to talk about that ending.

Correction- WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT ENDING-

This is…such a genius scene that seems so simple, but HAS SO MUCH BAGGAGE WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT. When I first saw it I felt the weirdest combination of emotions ive ever felt in my entire life and now I can’t stop thinking about this moment, so heres an attempt at putting those thoughts into words!

What makes it so interesting is that… yes, it is VERY FUNNY, AND an epic win for Soriel shippers…but…it feels so WRONG,

Kris and Susie were presumed MISSING well into the night, and Toriel seems to not even notice because of her drunkenness. Its incredibly irresponsible on her half, as she’s so distracted by “just having a little fun” (Queen Mom theorists be winning, Toriel has a drinking problem confirmed/hj)

The entire time I was laughing while going “oooooo….” Toriel thats not it girl. And when Susie left, the way Sans completely dismissed her and went “party back on yippee” also felt very off. Kris’ reaction to everyhing makes me so sad and put on edge by the whole thing, IT IS A GREAT SET UP TO THEIR OPINION ON THEIR HOME LIFE, THATS FOR SURE. At some point when Susie looks at Kris, they look away too, and when Toriel falls down they just walk away and refuse to go anywhere but their bedroom. which is just UGHHH I feel so bad for them, they’re tired of this shit

Tenna saying “We’re a happy family RIGHT KRIS???” and the whole Dark World in their house being centered around ACTING and being an ACTOR… hm.

AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON PAPYRUS- This bits more my own biases, but it makes me sad imagining him being all alone in a messy house all night like this poor bastard 😭

theres just SO MUCH TENSION from Kris’ end, its so…ugh. The entire thing screams irresponsibility. It is insane tonal whiplash, but not for the funny reasons some may think on first viewing i think. From my perspective it went from somber pain, to more like…oh god. this sucks. so hard.

My opinion on Soriel has never been strong in either direction, but now I am just FASCINATED cause from this scene it feels like- toxic??? they’re enabling each others bad habits, like on the surface it seems innocent but in hindsight its incredibly irresponsible on Toriels half, and only maybe on Sans’, we still dont know his and Papyrus’ whole situation or anything.

But yeah I love when relationships are complicated and not always healthy! gives ME MORE TO ANALYZE

[prettydaisygirl]

Congratulations on 500 followers, you're amazing!! ♡♡♡

🌼 Let's dive into James Potter's angst with the phrase “i’m not ready to live without you.”

Perhaps where the reader is gravely ill and while she sleeps cuddled to him, James cannot bear the bad thoughts about losing her. 😭😭😭😭

AND Hello! I hope you're having a good day ♡ I came to ask for a James Potter drabble haha 🌼 Where reader knows that being so sick is wearing James down and even though it hurts, she decides that she doesn't want to drag him down with her to her inevitable death, so she breaks up with him. 😭😭😭 “please don’t make me go, i want to stay.”

the fact that two of you had the audacity to ask me for this (im just kidding). In all truth though, I cried the whole time wriitng this. So if angst is what you want, angst you shall get (with a bit of fluff because obvi you know me, I did not have them break up). Hope you both enjoy, thanks for requesting my loves! <33

🌼 daisy (innocence, loyalty, pure love): pick a character and an AU from the lists above & a prompt from this list and I will write a <500 word drabble

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James Potter and "I'm not ready to live without you."/"Please don't make me go, I want to stay."

cw: reader has a terminal illness with a bad prognosis, very sad

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It’s nights like these where James feels it the most. In the quiet, there’s no hiding the grief. He can’t laugh and bounce around and smile like his world isn’t ending, because in the darkness of your bedroom, it’s the only truth. His world is ending.

You’re laying next to him, your breathing slightly wheezy as you snore. You look… dull. Even in your sleep when you’re supposed to be the most peaceful. James remembers when you were vibrant, shining and beautiful, and James thought he’d found an angel on Earth. He still does, he just… doesn't know why you have to leave so soon. It’s not fair. 

He turns on his side to face you. You’re thinner than you used to be, the changes in your body evidence of its struggle against itself. He can remember the day the two of you received the news. ‘It’s malignant.’ They’d said. ‘The prognosis is… not good. A year at best.’

A year at best.

Everything has changed since then. You, obviously. Him, more than he’d like to admit. He doesn’t think it’s fair for the two of you to be this young and going through something this devastating.

“I’m not ready to live without you.” James whispers, reaching a hand out to brush your cheek. It’s more hollow than he remembers. You stir, and he immediately feels guilty. Maybe you weren’t as asleep as he thought you were. Your eyes blink open, duller than he’s ever seen them, and your smile is too.

“What time is it?” You ask, voice slightly slurred and raspy from sleep. “I don’t know.” He answers honestly. Your eyes scan the bedroom, finding that it’s the middle of the night. You frown, and something seems to settle over you. James is already shaking his head, he knows what you’re about to say. You’ve had this argument before.

“James-” You start, and he tries to finish this before you continue, desperate to stop your words before you can even say them.

“I’m not leaving.” He presses himself closer to you, his hand finding your lower back. He handles you as gently as he can, and he watches as your eyes turn glossy in the dark. “Please don’t make me go, I want to stay.”

Your eyes pinch shut, and he both hears and feels your shaky inhale. “I hate seeing you like this, James. You need to just… let me go. Go be young like you’re supposed to.”

“And what about you?” He asks, offended that you would ever ask that of him, that you continue to ask that of him. “I’m not abandoning you. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You finally break, sobs wracking your frail body as you lean into him. “But I don’t want you to die too, Jamie.” 

“I’m not leaving.” He repeats himself, and he hugs you closer. He lets you sob into his shoulders, and a few tears of his own fall too.

He’s not letting you go. Not now, not ever. He’s with you until the end.

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© prettydaisygirl

[dontmakemebabyblue]

𝑺𝒊𝒎𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆.

You bolt upright in bed, the plush bedding no longer as comforting as it was just moments ago. The late spring air carries a gentle warmth, and you'd opened the windows earlier to let it in. Now, some mix of the night breeze whispering through the curtains and the nervous energy coiled in your belly sends a shiver skimming down your spine as you pad across the floor.

Your heart beats faster with every step down the hallway.

You find Simon in the dining room, sitting in a chair, facing away from you. The house is mostly dark, lit only by the milky wash of moonlight spilling in through the windows. Still, you can make out his form elbows on his knees, head bowed, shoulders pulled so tight you can practically taste the storm simmering inside him.

He straightens slightly when he senses you behind him.

The moment his dark eyes meet yours, they soften. Relief crashes through you so fast it feels like you’re breathing for the first time in days. His gaze follows you with such quiet intensity, with so much longing, that your hands tremble a bit as you step between his legs. You cup his face in both hands, your heart pounding hard against your ribs as his calloused palms settle gently on your hips.

"Hello," he murmurs.

The deep rasp of his voice vibrates through your chest and it's almost more than you can bear.

Your throat tightens; you feel tears sting behind your eyes.

How many nights had you woken up crying from dreams that felt too real?

How many times had you turned around, swearing you’d heard his voice only to find empty air?

For a moment, all you can do is look at him. Then, you throw your arms around his neck and press your lips to his. One of his hands slides up your back, anchoring you to him, pulling you into his warmth.

God, he tastes like safety. Like home. Like him.

“I missed you so much,” you whisper, trailing soft kisses across his cheeks, his jaw, his brow. His eyes flutter shut.

“I miss you too,” he breathes, and pulls you onto his lap, guiding your legs around him so you straddle his hips. His arms wrap around your waist, locking you in place like he’s afraid to let go.

“Missed that too,” he says with a rare smile, eyes half-lidded as you run your nails through his hair.

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hey! so this is my first post/fic/attempt at writing in general lol so if it's bad I'm sorry! 😭🩷

p.s if i miss any tags please let me know! like i said I'm so new at this xx

[mylovesstuffs]

OT13 reaction to their s/o giving them a drink after an argument, then taking it back when they apologize

Request: OT13’s reaction with their s/o giving them a drink after a argument then immediately returning it when they apologize

(i've been seeing this couples on tiktok that their wife/gf giving some sort of like ☕ or juice or smth then ✨ suspishusly ✨ returning it back after their husband/bf apologizes, like they be grabbing the mug and saying smth like “dont drink that, its not good for you, I'll make another one” as they mischievously grin and sprint to the kitchen) (let's just say my single and lonely ahh is feeling jealous of them people on TikTok and really need to feed my delusions and imaginations saur let's just say I immediately 🏃🤸 to ur requests when I found it was open when I stalk your account, I'm willing to wait, baby, take your time in making it, boo 🫡😉)

A/N: Oh, I love this! I think I’ve seen this trend before — it’s that one where the partner mix something into the drink out of fake spite bc they’re mad, but then right before their victim takes a sip and apologizes, they snatch the drink back with a cheeky/guilty, “wait, don’t drink that. I’ll make you a new one.” 😭 It’s all petty couple-core thing, and I’m so here for it! XD

Immediately suspicious but lets you cook — Seungcheol, Wonwoo, Minghao

He takes the cup slowly, eyes narrowed, sensing your suspiciously calm aura. He’s just muttering, ...what’s in this? to himself, when he finally breaks and apologizes. And just as he lifts it to sip—yoink. You snatch it back with a sweet, “that’s not good for you. I’ll make another one” and vanish. He just sits there in stunned silence like, “...???” He doesn’t even get up to chase you. He just accepts the psychological warfare with a little confused (?) smirk. You win this round, babe.

Apologizes with puppy eyes… and gets personally offended when you take the mug — Jeonghan, Joshua, Seungkwan

He thinks it’s a peace offering and melts the moment you hand him that drink, apologizing so sincerely that it makes your heart feel guilty a little. But when you take the mug back with a grin and a, “you weren’t gonna drink that, right?” He gasps, and clutches his chest like he’s been betrayed and poisoned. “You tricked me with affection?? HOW DARE.” He dramatically follows you to the kitchen, whining the whole time like a scorned kitten. You better give him a new drink AND forehead kisses or he’ll bring this up every. single. time you fight from now on.

Fully thinks he’s being poisoned but drinks it anyway — Jun, Woozi, Vernon

He squints at the cup, looks at you, then back at the cup. “You’re not still mad?” You smile, shrug, hand it over. He knows something’s off, but he drinks anyway because, hey, love is about trust [and maybe a little risks]. The moment he says “I’m sorry,” though, your hand’s already snatching the mug. “Don’t drink that. I was mad. Spit it, I’ll make a new one.” He stares at you blankly, “...what was in it?”

You: Just regret.

Him: 😐

You: 🏃‍♀️

He’ll never trust tea time again, but he’ll always love you for your unfiltered guilt and love inducted honesty.

Takes your sass very personally but lowkey lives for it — Hoshi, Dokyeom, Dino

Was already on edge from the fight, so when you handed him a drink with a fake-sweet smile, he whispered “thank you...” like you were going to poison him with your air alone. Then you’re like, “oh wait, that’s not good for you. Let me get you a better one *insert that angel emoji; I can't find it*” and yank it out of his hand as he’s drinking?? He chokes. Literally. Gasping. “WAIT, WHY— WHAT’S WRONG WITH IT??” He starts over-apologizing to win the actual drink back, trailing behind you like a kicked puppy. But he saves this moment in his head as ‘proof you still love him to not let him drink bad drink or die or whatever.’ Next time he annoys you? You better believe he’ll be like, “are you mad? Can I have that suspicious tea again? *insert angel emoji again*”

Genuinely confused. Actually just wanted the drink — Mingyu

He holds the mug with both hands as it it’s a sacred truce; he's just dramatic af. He says “I’m sorry,” and right as he’s about to sip—gone. You stole it like a gremlin, with a gremlin smile. He blinks, “...babe?”

You: I’ll make another one.

Him: 🥲 ...But this one was right here.

He looks so heartbroken it makes you second-guess your little act, but when you peek back from the kitchen, he’s just hugging a throw pillow, muttering, “why would she play me like that… what did I do…” [MINGO IS JUST SO CUTE!!!]. You better return with an extra cookie and like, three kisses. He was ready to marry you over that orange juice.

[p3terparker]

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: peter is too shy to make a move on you

𝘄/𝗰: 0.7k

𝗮/𝗻: hi everyone i'm back from the dead after being gone for over a year as usual give me grace with this fic i haven’t written in forever but i’m trying 😭 i miss writing for peter so much ♡♡

it’s no secret peter is shy. ever since the beginning of your relationship, which was months ago, you were always the one to initiate things between you two. he was too shy to even hold your hand or start a cuddle session. you don’t mind that; in fact, you even find it quite cute how he starts to blush when you do something as simple as kissing him on his cheek. it’s endearing, but sometimes you don’t always want to be the one to make a move, which is why you had completely deprived him of any physical touch.

you can tell he’s bothered. he’s been staring at you as soon as you two sat on the couch together and put on your guy’s favorite TV show. he not so subtly coughs to get your attention, but you choose to ignore it as you hold back a giggle. it’s obvious he wants to cuddle, but you’re not going to give him what he wants unless he does it himself.

as the show progresses to the next episode, you finally decide to speak up after feeling his eyes on you throughout the entirety of the first episode.

“you need something peter?” you ask while looking away from the TV you were watching.

“what? oh um, no. why do you ask?” he stumbles over his words as a slight blush creeps over his face.

“because you’ve been staring at me ever since you got home” you giggle

“oh.. sorry” he murmurs out timidly while finally looking away from your face and towards the TV.

that was the last thing that was said before the next episode started and you were engulfed in the show you were watching again.

it didn’t take long for his attention to fall back onto you, staring at you in disbelief because you’re not giving him what he wants. it’s killing you inside to not just wrap yourself in his arms, but you have to stand strong. you continue watching your show for another 15 minutes before peter finally reaches his breaking point.

“why are you doing this to me?”

you pause the show and get a good look at him. he has a small pout and a look of sadness painted all over his face which causes you to feel a twinge of pain in your chest.

“doing what?”

“ignoring me”

“i’m not–”

“yes you are. you didn’t give me a hug or kiss when i got home and now you’re not cuddling with me like you always do” he cuts you off and lets the words pour out frustratedly.

you kind of feel bad but at the same time can’t help yourself from laughing at how frustrated he is over an issue he could’ve avoided by just making a move on you.

“you know you could’ve kissed me and cuddled me yourself, right?”

now he’s silent because you just called him out.

“yeah but… i don’t know how” he timidly says.

“what do you mean you don’t know how?”

“you make me nervous. you’re my first relationship and i don’t know how to initiate anything between us without making things awkward” he quietly states, barely able to make eye contact with you.

“aww peter, come here” you say while finally embracing him. you can feel the tension release from his body as soon as he lays his head on your chest.

“you could never make things awkward between us peter. and as for me making you nervous, do you know how nervous you make me? like seriously, you’re insanely hot and also have the sweetest personality ever”

“stoppp” he whines but gives you a look that tells you he secretly loves what you’re saying.

“alright alright, but i'm serious peter. nothing you say or do could make things awkward between us. you don’t know how much i want you to initiate something for once, i’m tired of practically wearing the pants in our relationship” you laugh while semi-joking.

you don’t know if it’s the entirety of the little speech you gave him or the comment about you wearing the pants in your relationship that caused a change in his demeanor, but suddenly he flipped your position to where he has you pinned beneath him on the couch and passionately kissed you.

“who’s wearing the pants now?”

[himbo-in-limbo]

PREDATOR KILLER OF KILLERS RANT/MOSTLY PRAISING YA KNOW

TW WILL TALK ABOUT SPOILERS!

I don’t even know where to begin ohhh my god…

The first (at least publicly released) animated yautja movie of its series and oh. My. God.

Was that worth the wait….

I’ll try my best to describe in words how happy this film made me. As someone who’s been a fan of the predator franchise since I was 4 YEARS OLD

This was everything to me.

The art. The story. The characters. The music.

The atmosphere it set up!!! Ohhh man I can definitely see more films be made like this for the series…

Ursa….this beast of a woman I truly love how they followed each “tribes” own codes of honor and they acted and fought accordingly to their beliefs and ways.

Rip Anders, her son unfortunately caught in that situation but at least he died with honor. Hopefully his mom will join him in Valhalla someday.

I’m still iffy about these types of yautja (mostly bc 2018 left a bad taste in my mouth) if this was a female yautja I’d have less issues with it. (Personal preference ofc)

but yes they were very badass and seeing them get outsmarted by Ursa was so funny. holy hell can that woman pack a punch with her shield!! Watching her fight got me so fired up she was inspiring.

I really enjoyed that this story was mostly silent that not much needed to be said bc the storytelling was so good with just visuals alone! This classic tale of two brothers being forced to turn again one another to claim the throne. And yet when the extraterrestrial threat came out of the blue to fight the both of them, they both agreed to fight the creature together.

This yautja in particular…I honestly still can’t tell if this is a yautja female??? CUZ GOD I HOPE SHE IS, her figure looks feminine but i haven’t seen a confirmation yet. Either way her battle was my favorite and it’s cool she is one of the skins available on hunting grounds along with the Viking yautja.

This guy was awesome (as a fellow Mexican I was rooting for him the most LMAO) bro was trying really hard to communicate with the other humans so bad 😭 the language barriers were funny to see.

Now this is where my main issues lie with the movie…

I honestly don’t know how I feel about the yautja aerial dog fight. I have issues as what makes it honorable in the yautja code. Bc dude was invisible most of the time taking out the fleet and only when like 5 or less was in the sky he uncloaked given his advanced weaponry???

I don’t really know how to feel about it. I think he should have uncloaked earlier. But overall the fighting sequence was intense and entertaining to watch!

THE LAST BATTLE THIS SCENE IN PARTICULAR

Ohhhh I cried like a little bitch the fact THEY WERE TALKING IN THEIR OWN LANGUAGE AND CHANTING AS WELL oh I was geeking out

I hope the full language drops some day bc my ass is gonna learn how to speak it 😭 the whole ending was amazing and I can’t wait to see if a sequel comes out of it. AND ALSO THAT ENDING EASTER EGG?!?!? Wow.

I wonder what will come out of that situation….

Either way…thank you for coming to my ted talk…

[dudeimjustagirll]

The World's Worst Kept Secret

Ao3 Link :p

Sometimes the parents in fanfic piss me off so bad like why are they always abusive😭😭 Anyway guys i love my mom and u should too :)

You perched on the edge of your bed, guitar resting across your lap, absentmindedly plucking at the strings. The melody was familiar, something steady and grounding. But your mind? It was elsewhere.

Mark had been acting weird.

You weren’t the clingy type, but even you had to admit that his sudden shift in behavior was suspicious. One minute, he was your goofy, reliable boyfriend who always made time to hang out, and the next? Constantly busy. Constantly making excuses. And the worst part? They sucked.

"Senior year stress," he'd said when you'd asked him what was going on. But Mark had never struggled with school. If anything, he always found it easy. So why the sudden change?

You hadn't exactly been the most honest person either. Balancing school, hero work, guitar practice, and your relationship was a lot, but you managed. Unlike Mark, you had a damn good reason for being busy. Because when you weren’t acing your classes or jamming out in your room, you were Shockwave—the seismic-powered hero who had been cleaning up the streets for months now.

Something wasn’t adding up.

You picked up your phone. The newest hero on the block—Invincible—had been making waves. Reports about his latest rescue, his impressive strength, and his bright yellow-and-blue suit filled your screen. You squinted at the name.

Invincible? Sounded like something Mark would pick.

You shook the thought away and set your phone down. His excuses sucked.

Senior year stress? Please. Mark had always been a solid student, never once breaking under academic pressure. He even bragged about how easy his classes were. And now, all of a sudden, he was skipping out on your usual hangouts, dodging your calls, and giving half-assed responses when you asked what was wrong.

Were you also technically lying? Yeah, but at least you had a good excuse for being busy.

You needed answers. And the best place to start? The best heroes you knew: Atom Eve and Rex Splode.

“Mark Grayson?” Rex snorted, throwing a piece of popcorn into his mouth. “Never heard of him.”

Eve rolled her eyes. “That’s because he goes to my school.” She turned to you, arms crossed. “So, let me get this straight. Your boyfriend—who’s never been stressed about school before—suddenly starts acting weird, dodging your calls, and now there’s a new hero on the scene?”

You nodded. “Exactly.”

Eve pursed her lips. “I mean… it’s possible. But a lot of people have powers, and not all of them become heroes. What makes you so sure it’s him?”

You huffed. “I dunno. A gut feeling?” You leaned forward. “I know him, Eve. And something is up.”

“Look, maybe he just doesn’t wanna tell you he’s struggling,” Rex said. “Maybe he’s, I dunno, failing calculus.”

“He’s not failing calculus,” you shot back. “And I’d know if something was actually wrong.”

Eve sighed. “Okay, let’s say you’re right. What do you do about it?”

You hesitated. “I… I don’t know yet.”

“Then figure it out soon,” Eve said, nudging you lightly. “Secrets don’t stay secret forever.”

When you got home, your mom was already in the kitchen, stirring something in a pot. The scent of spices filled the air, warm and familiar. She glanced up as you walked in, immediately noticing the look on your face.

“Something on your mind?” she asked.

You hesitated. Then, before you could stop yourself, you blurted out, “How do you know when someone is hiding something from you?”

Your mom raised a brow. “That’s a loaded question.” She turned off the stove and wiped her hands on a dish towel. “This about Mark?”

You blinked. “How did you—?”

She chuckled. “I know you. And I know that boy causes roughly half of your troubles.” She motioned for you to sit down. “Tell me what’s going on.”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “Mark’s been acting weird. Super busy all of a sudden. And then—bam!—new superhero on the block.”

Your mom hummed thoughtfully. “You think he’s this ‘Invincible’?”

“It sounds stupid when you say it out loud.”

“It doesn’t sound stupid.” She leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. “But if he is, what would that change?”

You frowned. “I… I don’t know.”

Your mom smiled gently. “Sweetheart, if you love him, then you love him—superpowers or not. But secrets can hurt, even if they come from a good place.” She squeezed your hand. “Just be patient. The truth has a way of coming out.”

"Are you sure? I really don't know how much longer I can take this," you said, hunching over a little bit.

Your mom stood up and came around to your side of the table, wrapping her arms around your form. She kissed your forehead, and caressed your cheek, tilting your head so that you were making direct eye contact.

"Darling, he's a teenage boy. How complicated can he really be?"

The truth, as it turned out, came out a few days later.

After school, you decided to swing by the Teen Team base. It wasn’t unusual for you to hang out there, but today, something felt different. Call it instinct, or maybe just stubborn curiosity, but you needed answers.

Before heading inside, you made a stop at a quiet, abandoned rooftop nearby. This was your usual spot—somewhere to think, to breathe, to feel the world beneath your feet. You slipped your guitar strap over your shoulder, fingers settling over the strings as you played a slow, rhythmic tune. Each note sent the tiniest pulses into the ground, and you closed your eyes, letting yourself feel everything—the way the vibrations traveled, the way the city hummed with life below you.

Music had always been your anchor, but it also helped with your control. With a deep breath, you switched focus, resting a palm against the concrete rooftop. Slowly, you sent out a precise tremor, just strong enough to make the cracks in the pavement shift without fully breaking apart. A single exhale, and everything stilled again.

It was a small, controlled display of power—something you’d worked hard to perfect. Unlike raw strength, this was finesse, something deliberate. Anyone could cause an earthquake, but you? You could shape them. Direct them. Command them.

Feeling slightly steadier, you slung the guitar over your back and leapt down, landing lightly before making your way inside the base.

When you arrived, the last person you expected to see was Mark.

He stood next to Eve, still in his suit. He was talking animatedly, his voice familiar yet surreal in this context. You stared, heart pounding, as realization set in.

Mark was Invincible.

He turned and locked eyes with you.

“Oh. Shit.” He said.

“What the hell are you doing here?” you blurted out.

Mark nearly jumped at the sound of your voice, and his jaw nearly hit the floor. “What the hell am I doing here? What the hell are you doing here?”

You pointed at him. “I asked first!”

He pointed right back. “No, I asked louder!”

Eve facepalmed. “Oh my god.”

Your eyes flicked to the yellow and blue suit, the familiar voice, the way he stood. “You’re Invincible?”

Mark’s eyes widened. “You’re Shockwave?”

Silence.

Then, at the exact same time—

“You’ve been lying to me?”

Eve groaned. “I cannot deal with this right now.”

You ran a hand down your face. “Oh my god, I knew something was off about you.”

Mark gestured wildly. “You knew something was off about me? You’ve had powers this whole time and didn’t tell me?”

You crossed your arms. “I had a good reason!”

Mark scoffed. “Oh yeah? And I didn’t?”

You opened your mouth to argue, but then…

Well. He had a point.

Mark let out a breath, rubbing his temples. “Okay. Okay. This is a lot.”

“You’re telling me,” you muttered.

For a moment, the two of you just stood there, taking it all in. Then, despite everything, you let out a small laugh. “You know what? I can’t even be mad.”

Mark gave you a dry look. “Oh, really?”

You shrugged. “I mean, it’s kinda funny.”

Mark groaned. “Unbelievable.”

You smirked. “Guess we’re both good at keeping secrets.”

He sighed, but a smile tugged at his lips. “Yeah. Guess so.”

Mark shook his head in disbelief. Then, after a pause, he grinned. “Okay, but now I HAVE to see what you can do.” Almost instantly, his face brightened with an idea. “Wait. Can you do the thing?”

You raised a brow. “The thing?”

“The Shockwave thing. The cool ground-shaking, wall-smashing thing. Please? I’ve seen it on TV.”

You tilted your head, pretending to consider. “Hmm. I don’t know…”

“Please?”

You sighed dramatically. “Fine.”

You took a step back, planted your foot firmly against the ground, and exhaled. With a controlled motion, you raised your hands, and a wave of kinetic energy pulsed through the air, rattling the entire room. The ground beneath Mark trembled—just enough to make him stumble slightly. A few loose items on the shelves clattered, but nothing broke. It was a flex, but a controlled one.

Mark’s mouth fell open. “That is so cool.”

You smirked. “Told you.”

He grinned. “Okay, wow. My girlfriend’s way cooler than me.”

You laughed. “Glad you finally figured that out.”

Mark ran a hand through his hair, still in awe. Then, suddenly, he grabbed a piece of paper from a nearby table and held it out to you. “Can I have your autograph?”

You burst out laughing. “Are you serious?”

He grinned. “Dead serious. Shockwave is officially my favorite hero.”

“And I wasn’t before?” you jokingly asked, placing a hand on your cheek for dramatic effect.

“Well…you were okay, but…”

“But?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I always thought Black Samson was cooler, until now, that is.”

Shaking your head, you took the paper and scribbled your name across it before handing it back. Mark held it to his chest dramatically. “I’m framing this.”

You rolled your eyes. “Dork.”

He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close. “Yeah, but I’m your dork.”

You smiled, leaning into him. “Yeah, you are.”

And just like that, everything finally made sense.

[urautismdiagnosis-wistie]

Ramble about when dashi first joined the octonauts and some kwazii because I'm biased okay- AKA DASHI IS AUTISTIC TO ME

(Also I used ur screenshots @hers-underwraps 👉👈 uhhhh hope ur school stuff went well

(I think itd be a really cool thing if she was really nervous when she first joined but gained confidence and a sense of belonging after a bit)

she was lowkey kinda anxious in general when she first joined (esp in my au since she sorta ran away from home to become an octonaut but like she was an adult so does it rlly count)

Anyways, she was like yes I can do this job but I also wanna like show how passionate and serious I am but ALSO I wanna be friends 🥺👉👈

she tried to do the thing where u act a little playful so that you can, you know! Remove any awkwardness and make some gateways into conversations and getting to know people- especially since most of the crew kinda already knew eachother (other than peso he was new as well)

I'm gonna cut to the chase and just say she didn't realize that cats wagging their tails was a sign of annoyance and not happiness 💀👍 cuz like dogs are like oh! To make a friend i must show we may have fun together! So like she was tryna look all friendly with a wagging tail and lil jumps n sht and kwazii was like 💀 yo why is she being so passive aggressive thoooooo .... also dang girl personal space 💀

like kwazii WAS tryna be welcoming and yapped a bunch, and even helped her navigate the octopod since kwazii had a hard with that at first-

but like bro wasn't prepared to get playfully punched by someone he didn't know that well 😩 (she was doing that thing where u overcompensate friendliness when ur nervous 💀🙏 and also dogs playfight alot sooo).

or her joking about getting to the good food first cuz imma be so real there's no way kwazii isn't like a little territorial about food (being stranded on an island trauma) like hes totally willing to share but do NOT suggest ur gonna TAKE his food under any circumstances even if ur playfully joking 😩

She took the initial friendless and then tried to return it in a playful way.. only for it to backfire 😔

Anyways she (AUTISM) did NOT catch that...she was like OMG im doing such a GREAT job. And kwazii was like. ..Too polite to say anything cuz he tried subtly hinting he didn't like certain stuff but, but ur honor shes autistic she ain't picking up on anything 💀👍 and then she was like 🥺 👉👈 why is he avoiding me????????????????

His pupils are big and happy and his tail is wagging so why doesn't wanna play ping pong with me anymore 🥺🥺🥺 maybe I should do more little hops to show how excited I am to be here, surely it shant be perceived negatively by a cat 🙏 (its bad in cat body language 😩😔)

anyways she totally wasn't sulking in the library when professor inkling noticed her and asked her to help her organize some of his books. Then he disappeared and she was like 🤡 well I SURE HOPE I DIDNT MESS UP AGAIN hahaha better at least finish doing the books-

Then he returned and was like 🥰🥰🥰 ah! Thank you dashi! You seem to have done quite a splendid job, sorry I took a moment to return! You see I had gotten rather distracted, you see i found some extra copies of some books! Hmmm... oh! You know, perhaps you'd enjoy them, I insist you take them! You did mention feeling as though your room was a bit empty after all, dear 🥰

And then he basically (politely) shoved her out the library and when she got back to her room she just found like 3 manuals on reading other species body language. Peso admitted that he found the same book randomly appear in his medical bag. Perhaps.... even a few other octonauts had received the book as well... (lol they all did, kwaziis adhd *ss just forgot it existed 💀)

Dw tho, it all turned out fine. Dashi had heard that kwazii was in the kitchen and went to apologize but then found him trying (and failing) to make cupcakes for her 😭😭😭 cuz he thought he wasn't bein a good matie 😔 they laughed it off tho <3

[usahanna]

While i was playing CH3 i took multiple breaks between saves and wrote down my first impressions and immediate reactions to some bits of the chapter. I thought that would make me remember the experience more while i took in the story. I just wanted to share them for posterity xp

intro with the tv static got me giggling like a schoolgirl

Dude i love the way the couch is drawn

So Susie's not gonna question how we got here alright

I DIDN'T EXPECT THE LOREDROP TOWARDS SUSIE THIS SOON WHAT

Her talksprites... oh susie

DARKER THAN DARK CHAIR!!!!!!

FUCKING. ENDOGENY???????

IMAGE_FRIEND JUMPSCARE MOTHERFUCKER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

Ohh the escapism themes are coming in heavy. Ralsei please we're not even 15 minutes in :')

I might've screamed when Tenna appeared btw

DUDE WHAT TH FUCK HIS SPRITES. HIS ANIMATIONS. HE'S 3D!!!!!!

I KNOW IT'S SUPPOSED TO MIMIC EARLY 3D ANIMATONS BUT HIS MOVEMENTS REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF THE HYLICS ART STYLE IM GOING TO DIE???????

THAT GODDAMN COWBOY AD. I SEE YOU.

Mike.

Fuck what a bombastic intro

IS THIS JUST TLOZ????? IM CRYING EVERYONE LOOKS ADORABLE

I might have witnessed a divorce live

Tenna mentioned something about a mailman. I know who you are. I don't trust you.

The fact that ralsei follows you around because he doesn't know what else to do 😭

And just when i was getting good at the cooking game the game ends 💔 okay

Green room :3

Oh i guess i can play the cooking game again

Mannn the different variants of rude buster go so hard!!!

Tenna mentions he doesn't know if kris likes him or not.. i wonder if it's because what spamton told them? Or because they stopped using the TV and tenna's unsure why that happened

Susie connecting with tenna... I don't know how i feel about this

I don't like him 🖕

When you take a picture of rouxls in the second round it takes away points 😭😭

SUSIE WITH A RIBBOOONNNN 💜💜💜💜💜🎉💜💥🩷💜🎉💥💜💥💜

Dude im seriously loving the interactions between the fun gang in these games

The Shuttah encounter was sooo cool omg it's probably one of my favorite enemies after the werewires!

IS ROUXLS A HOMEWRECKEoh nvm they're a polycule now

Yayy rhythm minigameDID YOU JUST NAMEDROP DECEMBER????????????

Got an S rank 💜 i knew being obsessed with FNF was going to pay off at some point

* Okay!

BREAKING NEWS FROM UNDERTALE OST?????

"Not everyone liked the change, some people left. Of course that was in the days of black and white" 👁️👁️

Ok so: i replayed the second round because i didn't finish the first minigame from the S Rank Room (WHOSE MUSIC HAS "A REAL BOY" IN IT????) i reloaded a save file i made just in case (thank god) and? what?? do you mean???? ice key????????

It's an Ice Palace. Of course it's an Ice Palace.

"It all started with an ice spell" or whatever the fuck it said but DUDE???????

That's supposed to be Noelle isn't it..

COWBOY PROGRAM YOU SAY??????

Asgore watching those shows with Kris when they were a child sitting on his leg as he bounced them.. stop the hype im crying now

Susie with a dinosaur onesie :3

TORIEL. AND SHE HAS QUEEN ATTIRE 😭

Ohhh so tenna IS sad about not being used anymore i see. Damn .

Okay i said i didn't trust him before but seeing him desperate makes me feel bad

oh god he's coming OH GOD HES C

There's a specific sprite of Tenna I can't wait to see in a million billion pfps

COWBOY MINIGAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

STARWALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TV Slop canon in deltarune btw

I love the art in the TV Rooms so much GOSHH

.............. PIPIS ??????

* The Dealmaker moves

Had to take a minute here because. Oh my god. Oh my fucking god

THEY WERE GAY LOVERS???????????????

Weather duo divorced Rouxls and started dating starwalker now 💜💜💜 okay

So. Are we witnessesing this guy go crazy like spamton and jevil .

WHAAATTT HAPPENED TO THE LOBBY..

Everyone in this dark world are so Aware of the light world, it's possibly the most aware Darkners have been about their surroundings

Ramb :(

BRO DEAR GOD I ACCIDENTALLY KILLED SUSIE AND RALSEI IN THE FINAL S ROOM MINIGAME AND KRIS FLINCHED AND TRIED TO LOOK AWAY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WORST OF ALL THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO PROGRESS

Oh! That's. That's the bunker. In the minigame .

WE'RE IN??

friend jumpscare. multiple ones......

Yeah FRIEND is def a cat

Hmmm. Tiny kris coming out of the screen and scaring kris. I donf like that.

I'm so sorry bro i didn't want scare you IM SO SORRY

Susie comes in to save the day again 🥺

ShadowMantle acquired ☑️ and it was all for fucking nothing because i couldn't find the secret boss

FIRST EVER DESS AND ASRIEL SPRITES

Hmmmmm who else cried at susie's story ✋ fuck

Tenna is.. a good guy?

JESUS CHRIST NEVERMIND HE'S DEAD

ROARING KNIGHT????????? IN THE FLESH JUST LIKE THAT?????????

UNDYNE????????

The fountain is still open.

No fucking way we're going in the bunker next chapter, holy fuck

TGATS THE END???

[bluepr1ntyy]

You should ramble about Lux and Shino :3

Long AND messy post warning

All under the cut…

Starting for Lux because I think there’s not enough about her,, this will be messy also..!

I HATE how her original story was written I’m gonna be real here, i feel a lot of the seriousness of her issues get treated as ‘not that deep’ because of her og story was a shitpost..!

she’s disabled imo, her lore makes no sense if she’s not, like, what do you mean they bullied her for . Having hair . Not even about the crack but about having fire hair 😭?? I think it’s also more interesting to see her through a disability lens, because a lot of her experiences make more sense with that. They rejected her because she wasn’t like the rest; because she couldn’t do certain stuff, because her disability made her look weird.

(( I think its also important!!! To mention!! That Lux was also not like . Just taking the bullying, she did defend herself at some point, but it didn’t help because people now saw her as a threat, being WEIRD is a big part of her character and I don’t like how people just make her . Take it all without saying anything when its shown that she has the ability to defend herself ))

I think how her parents are seen is also important to her character, Cross is seen as a threat and is hated,, and Dream is The Guardian Of Positivity™ Who’s Related To The Guy No One Likes(nightmare).

Dream and Lux can be interesting when you think about how Lux doesn’t really . Have many reasons to be happy/positive . she’s unable to make any friends because everyone sees her as weird(and a big part of that is related to the magic she inherited from Dream), she probably deals with pain from the crack and also probably a lot of issues with how she looks because if everyone makes her feel ugly, etc etc etc. Its also interesting how negativity is so associated with Nightmare(guy who is hated and who hates his dad) and how it could harm Dream(iirc)…. Something something Lux has OCD

(Very shitty doodle i made about it)

I think her rejecting her own negative emotions because of the idea of “My dad will hate me forever if I feel this” is interesting,, not saying Dream would hate her or that he’s a bad parent or anything,, but maybe it’s something that she internalized on her own, not only because of Dream and Nightmare but also maybe because of her own experiences aswell

Anddd here’s my design for her :333 her staff/cane thingy is to help her with mobility(because she has vision problems) and also to channel magic better because I headcanon her disability to be in the same spectrum as Raven’s disability,, if that makes sense ((a lot of inspo from @/shynetyme06, @/keuwibloom and your silly.. Lu…. ))

Anyway now Shino!! ( @shino-hana <- also i have this !! Blog!! So i wont have to link every source post)

(( Most of these ideas were disused with @/dreamys-mess ))

I think Shino is very awesome and I think everyone should agree and I think people should see her more than just . Younger sister who is dumb and cute . Or whatever,, I think shino is interesting when you explore how she’s canonically depressed and how she’s portrayed as an adult

I think it’s also interesting how she interacts with people, she views herself as unlovable/useless and often pushes others away because of that. She also bullied but—differently to lux— she’s seen as weaker and easier to manipulate, and considering her issues with self worth, maybe she knows she’s gullible and naive but thats the only way she feels she can hold relationships!!! By letting others use her as they like!!! I think a lot of Shino’s struggles come from wanting to be liked, she wants to be someone(or like,, something to someone),, she wants to have value and . oh no . Raven parallels . As mentioned before, she also pushes others away out of insecurity, like whenever she feels she isn’t useful for others people anymore..

I also think that she’s not as dumb like people(in-universe and the fandom) think she is, she’s not socially smart but that doesn’t define how smart she is on other aspects,, she’s also 10 and I think people judge her intelligence too hard.

Adult Shino,, i think she’s very interesting aswell, i think the idea of her becoming a scientist is interesting!! Specially how it subverts the expectations you have for her. Her general portrayal is as someone who’s dumb and doesn’t exist beyond her family/relationships, this is also how she views herself*, and now you see her adult version being a scientist who is heavily implied to have a very distant relationship with her family/friends besides Neón,, idk there’s something about that thats interesting to me

* which also, think its interesting how fandoms usually treat characters who have insecurities by solely characterizing them as their insecurities?? Like, Shino’s main issue is that she depends on people and the fandom only includes her when talking about other people without considering what’s healthy for her??

Adult Shino is very sad imo, little girl who is depressed and depends on people while being overly naive grows into adult woman who’s also depressed and now barely has a support system after creating distance between her and her family, and is hyper aware of everything. I do wish more people did more about her… like what is she investing with Neón? What exactly happened to cause distance between her and her family?? Is she evil because I think she’s allowed to be evil actually(/j)

Here’s my human design for her ++ silly idea for adult shino lore

I also think the shino comics(basically like, roleplays that a lot of afterdeath kid creators participated in and also has crazy lore) are also cool, specially for dynamics that include her(specially regarding Ichigo, Raven and other afterdeath girls) but also because it introduces!! Whoever this is!!

( Art by @blue-kohina )

There’s like,, nothing,, about them besides 1-3 comics, and I don’t really have any particular ideas for them but they can be cool!! I think!!

Anyway she is very awesome I recommend going insane about her, haven’t even talked about half of what i like about her..!

(Art also by blue-kohina)

@meglyfer <- because Shino and Lux mention

@rachel0waterman @yeloenk <- art posting . kind-of

(( Shino by blue-kohina, Lux by Alainaprana ))

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I desperately need to know how the GA views the Mileven conflict in season 4 because I genuinely cannot think of a reason why Mike cannot say “I love you” to Eleven if he is truly in love with her.

I’ve barely seen any arguments to begin with and the few I have seen + ones I’ve tried to concoct myself just to see if they make any sense whatsoever are all extremely easy to disprove.

“Mike is bad with words”- this is a more common one I’ve seen and I think it is just objectively false. My boy is a writer?? I don’t think he’s bad with words 😭 Now I’m not trying to say that every writer speaks with perfect eloquence and doesn’t struggle with emotional repression but we have in show proof that Mike is perfectly capable of verbally expressing affection to people he cares about.

“Crazy together” speaks for itself, adorable, 10/10, comforting, sweet, loving.

“Well I call bull on your logic, because you’re my best friend too.” my sweet boy, did you see the look on Dustin’s face? Pure happiness.

“I have no idea what’s going to happen next, but whatever it is, I think we should work together. I think it’ll be easier if we’re a team, friends, best friends” reassuring, apologetic, everything??

“It’s Hawkins, it’s not the same without you” absolutely adorable, Will was on the verge of tears.

“Could’ve used you up here too” ok King making Dustin feel validated and appreciated.

In conclusion, I hate that argument because I just don’t think Mike is bad with words.

“He doesn’t say it because he’s scared of losing El”- the fact that this is the argument actually presented by the show is crazy to me. What kind of logic is that? Mike isn’t stupid, he’s an intelligent boy and has displayed competent levels of emotional intelligence in every season of the show (which I’ll talk more about in a second). You would think that, especially with his desire to be needed and depended on, Mike would be more likely to have the opposite problem, he’d be always saying “I love you” and seeking out that validation back from Eleven. Surely, he would constantly reassure her that he loves her if he’s afraid of losing her because he wouldn’t want to push her away but that is exactly what he does. I don’t think that, from a writing standpoint, this was an effective, convincing or sensical route to take if the fear of losing El is the true reason behind his inability to say ily.

Going onto a point I touched upon a second ago, the argument that “Mike doesn’t realise he’s upsetting Eleven because he’s not emotionally intelligent enough to note it”. The fact that I’ve genuinely seen this argument before is both an insult to Mike’s character and to this show’s writing. Mike is very oriented around protecting the people he cares about.

In season 1, he’s the most emotionally oriented one out of the party, being relentless to find Will, reassuring to Dustin, kind to El and apologetic to Lucas. He notices when will is “more quiet than usual” in season two and knows when something is upsetting him most of the time throughout the series. In season 4, we see him look over to Max in concern when her nose is bleeding. He’s always checking if his friends are ok and seems to know when they aren’t.

This is why I honestly can’t believe that he wouldn’t realise his avoidance of the phrase wouldn’t upset El. Not to mention the fact that she literally comes straight out with it and tells him?? Crazier to me still is that people still stand by this argument when Mike’s immediate response to El’s frustration with him was not to apologise and tell her he loves her, explaining that he genuinely didn’t realise and reassuring her, and is instead to go on the defensive, getting mad at her and telling her she’s “being ridiculous”. Is that really the way you’d act when being confronted with the fact that you’ve hurt the supposed “love of your life”?

If all this isn’t damning enough, the way the show handles this conflict and the Mileven relationship as a whole should be.

Their breakup in season 3? Framed as comical.

Season 4 fight? “It felt like a fight you can’t come back from”

Mike’s monologue? The vines tightened around El’s neck when he finally said “I love you”. Not to mention that he looked broken.

The aftermath? El purposefully avoided Mike and they didn’t get a single scene together.

Finale? El on her own, Mike with Will.

Not my most eloquent or well put-together rant but I seriously, genuinely cannot fathom how anyone can look at all the Mileven conflict in season 4 and come up with a feasible argument for why Mike behaves the way he does.

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(i'm sorry, i (yet again) forgot to update 😭)

ANWAYS GUYSS IT'S OVERRRRRRRRRRR NO MORE EXAMSS LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ok so on friday i had maths, latin and history, and... oh god.

maths. was. HORRIBLE. IT WAS SO BAD I DIDN'T EVEN MANAGE TO FINISH THE QUESTIONS IN THE TIME THEY'D GIVEN US (even though i know that if i were to do the same test, but not under time pressure, i'd easily get at least an 80-90%) OMG I WAS LITERALLY DYING INSIDE THO OMFG THAT WAS SO BAD

then after the test when the teacher collected in the papers, there was a sudden explosion of yelling across the classroom about how horrible the test was, so uhh, ig it's not just me who found it hard 🤷‍♀️

not even joking tho people were full on CRYING after the test and even the other classes found it REALLY hard 😭

yk this happened last year too, i got REALLY low but still got a 2 (there's a system of 1-4 where one is the best and four is the worst) so hopefully the grade boundaries are REALLY low bc everyone found it hard so uhh yeah 😬🤞

latin was fine - the translation section (60 marks) was really easy, but the grammar section (15 marks) was HARD. i mean, objectively, it was easy, but i didn't revise for latin AT ALL (i'm not taking it for gcses) so i had no clue what they were talking about like "oH wHaT CaSe iS tHis WoRD AnD whY?" like bro idgaf

then we had history, we had to "evaluate a historian's interpretation of hitler's rise to power" and we had half an hour to write a short essay, except i spent nearly half the time planning so had to write really fast to make up for it, but i think it went fine bc i managed to finish it well enough (MY HAND WAS LITERALLY CRAMPING UP WHILE WRITING OMFG 😭🙏)

anyways, on the way home, i was SO worried about what my mum would say because she LIVES and BREATHS maths, she is in LOVE with maths, she ADORES maths, so obv she would NOT be happy if i did badly

so i got off the bus, i was walking up our street, my heart was pounding, there was a heavy ball of dread in my stomach, i was feeling kinda sick actually bc i was so worried. then i rang the doorbell. and waited. and then-

GASP

my mum opened the door, took one look at my expression and said, "yup, i knew it'd go badly".

i was just standing there like "...what"

and we went upstairs and she told me that she hadn't wanted to intervene with my maths procrastination revision over the half term holidays right before the exams (even tho she intervened with physics and chemistry) because she can NOT take maths lightly and she knew she'd get REALLY mad trying to cram in all that revision in one week bc "it's a skill you have to practice over time, you can't cram it all into one week"

then she asked me what special food she should make for dinner AND I WAS SO CONFUSED I WAS LIKE "wait but didn't i fail maths?" AND SHE JUST LAUGHED AND SAID THAT IT'S FINE, SHE KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN AND NEXT YEAR SHE'D HELP ME (bc this year she wanted me to try studying independently AND ALSO it's not that i need help, it's that i need to stop procrastinating 💀) AND ANYWAYS I'M NOT IN TROUBLE GUYS I'M SO RELIEVED 🥹🥹🥹

so uhhh yep!! I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

(that is, until results come back (i'll update when we get results, unless they're EXTREMEMLY bad in which case i may be too embarrassed to post them))

OK GUYS MY END OF YEAR EXAM WEEK STARTS TODAY

I'M SO COOKED OMFGGGGGGGG

and i just got my fucking period 😭😭😭

anyways gtg or i might be late but uhhh

WISH ME LUCK 😭😭😭🤞🤞🤞

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Jeremy my beloved.