#its been. a fkn long time omg

[simp4wom3n]

The Quiet One Pt.I

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x fem!Reader

Requested: Yes/No ~ request @perfectartisanwerewolf

Summary: Ghost face's dramatic return causes many to point the finger at 'the loner' of Woodsboro High, Y/n, a horror loving, lonesome girl who appears to have an obsession with ghost face's first victim, Tara. ~ Word Count: 5.272k ~ Warnings: descriptions of being stabbed and blood, a lot of swearing

A/N: Hi!! first Tara fic and omg I fkn LOVED writing this although it got looooooong which is why i'm making this is 2 (maybe 3) part series. Hopefully you guys enjoy the first part and want more because, maybe its just me, but writing about horror is incredibly enjoyable. I love you all and enjoy <3

Pt1 ~ Pt2 ~ Pt3 ~ Pt4 ~ Pt5

"I dunno that y/n kid is weird. She seriously creeps me out." Amber spoke with a grimace, briefly glancing in your direction. Like every other day, you were sitting alone on your chosen bench, only a few metres away from the others, with nothing but the sound of your music playing softly through your headphones and the words of the book you had chosen to read accompanying you.

You used to try and be sociable, consistently putting yourself out there despite your introverted nature. You tried you really did. After many failed attempts and being met with nothing but resentment, you eventually just gave up, deciding that you were destined for solitude.

The only person who even acknowledged your existence these days was Tara Carpenter, the very girl you happened to have a massive crush on. Before you had shut yourself off from society, she was the one person who showed you any bit of kindness. You would often exchange small talk when walking between shared classes, or even on occasion try to sit with her at lunch, although that didn't last long - you learnt pretty quickly that her friends didn't enjoy your company.

Tara absolutely captivated you. It blew your mind that someone even looked at you without judgement, let alone have their eyes brighten at the sight of you. She was the one person who you felt safe around at school, the one person you knew wasn't just talking to you for a dare or some stupid prank. Perhaps that's why you fell for her as quickly as you did.

Whenever her eyes met yours, butterflies would erupt in your stomach and your heartbeat would increase tenfold. Whilst your time with her was very limited, every conversation you had, every laugh you shared, your feelings for the girl only grew.

Along with your cowardice, there was always something stopping you from telling Tara how you felt. Her 'best friend' Amber. You would have to be legally blind to not see that Amber hated you with her whole heart - you were clueless as to why though. Whenever you and Tara had been talking for 'too long', she would always swoop in and pull her away, leaving you once again alone.

It was one particular occasion that had changed you.

Pulling your headphones out of your bag on your way towards you bike, you were about to put them on before you heard a voice that instantly made your lips quirk into a smile. "Y/n hey wait up" Tara called after you, causing you to turn around and watch her run towards you. "Hi" you laughed as she finally reached you, slightly out of breath but with a warm smile nonetheless. "You seriously thought you could just go home for the holidays without saying goodbye?" she laughed in feign offence, causing you to chuckle awkwardly.

You hadn't necessarily been 'avoiding' her, you were just taking the easy route, knowing that if you kept talking to her, you were inevitably going to confess your feelings for her - something that you definitely wanted to avoid. She was the only friend you had. Sure, your heart longed for you two being more than friends, but to you, nothing was worth losing what you already had.

"Sorry..." you gave her a tight lipped smile as you fidgeted with your hands, all of a sudden feeling very awkward as your thoughts started getting the better of you. "No need to apologise" she smiled, "I just wanted to see you before you went home so... yeah... I'll see you next year I guess". She went to turn around and head back to her friends, but without realising it, before she could walk away, you had swiftly grabbed ahold of her arm.

Her questioning eyes met yours as she turned back towards you, your words caught in your throat as you try to comprehend what the fuck you were doing. "Sorry I... I just need to tell you something." 'Y/n stop it what the fuck are you doing', Your heart and your brain were at war with each other as you stared at Tara, who was patiently waiting for you to find your words.

"Ok... ok I'm just going to say it... Tara, I really, really li-" "Hey Tara! what the hell are you doing talking to this weirdo" Your face dropped as you caught a glimpse of who had interrupted you. Unsurprisingly, you watched as Amber walked past you and wrapped her arm around Tara shoulders.

You stood frozen. Your heartbeat ringing in your ears as you felt tears begin to well in your eyes. 'This cannot be fucking happening' is what was replaying in your mind as you turned away from the two girls, trying your best to hold back your cries. Tara remained silent, half annoyed at Amber for interrupting your conversation, but also confused as to what you were going to tell her.

She watched as you swiftly grabbed your things and unlocked your bike, obviously trying to get away from the situation as fast as you physically could. "Y/n wait-" she finally spoke before you cut her off, "See you next year Tara" she could hear a slight break in your voice as you hopped on your bike and quickly rode off.

You hadn't been the same since.

Ever since you returned for the new year, you had been avoiding Tara like the plague, knowing full well that if you talked to her she would ask you what you were going to say.

Your interactions diminished into short-lived glances. You were often so caught up in your own world that you wouldn't even notice Tara's presence anymore, despite her many attempts to interact with you. She was now left with only being able to watch you as you walk through the halls, and risk a quick glance to the back of the classroom where you now sat alone.

"Don't be mean, Tara seems to like her so she can't be that bad." Wes defends you, evidently having some sympathy. Amber looks back at him with eyebrows raised. "Yeah, and look where that got her." "Amber!" "Dude what the hell!". A myriad of complaints came from the group's mouthes at the comment. It had been less than a day since Tara had been attacked by the new ghost face, sending waves of fear throughout the small town and sparking the so-called blame game to erupt.

When the news of her attack broke, you felt numb. You blended further into the background as you did your best to ignore the news. You wanted to visit her, make sure she was ok, talk to her, but you knew that even if her friends weren't protecting her like hawks, you would never build up the courage to go.

"What?! Have you not seen the creepy stares she gives her? And from what I've heard, she's obsessed with horror movies... most likely including Stab" She wasn't wrong, you did love horror movies, it was even one of the things that bonded you and Tara together, but you were more into the classics, choosing to stay away from new franchises such as stab - not that they knew that because, well, why would they.

"She has a point" Chad answers after a moment of contemplation, earning him a slap on the arm from his girlfriend. "What?! I'm just saying it would make sense" he pauses as he looks around the group, everyone giving him either a neutral expression or nodding along. "She doesn't talk to anyone, instead she just watches them, she is nowhere to be found when anything happens, and I can guarantee you she doesn't have an alibi for when Tara was attacked... It make's total sense"

"Look, I just don't think we should point fingers just yet. Everyone is a suspect so we can't trust anyone" Wes argues, earning another glare from Amber who rolls her eyes and grunts, "Sure, but don't expect me to help you when she's slitting your throat", before walking off.

You lived alone, residing in a sad little trailer in a small trailer park on the outskirts of Woodsboro. Months ago, your parents had packed up all of their things and left to an undisclosed location, for an undisclosed amount of time, leaving you alone and without any income, struggling to stay afloat in an ocean of bills and debt. Despite this, you rather enjoyed your life alone and away from the busy-ish streets of the small town - not to mention that the eerie location added to your horror movie viewing experience.

The only thing that connected your little 'community' of four people to the centre of town, was your neighbour, Dewey. The oh-so famous ex-sheriff Dewey. As much as you admittedly hated the fact that people knew this place existed because of him, you truly did love the guy. He was like a father to you. To the best of his ability, he tried to fill in the massive void left in your life after your parent's disappearance.

He was basically the only person you actually talked to anymore.

Everyday after school, when you would ride your rusted bike down the secluded and winding streets that surrounded your home, your first stop was always his trailer. Most days he would be waiting expectedly on his doorstep, greeting you with a smile as you ranted to him about your day.

He even knew about Tara.

He was the only person holding you afloat, and for that, you would do absolutely anything for the man.

That being said, your bike screeched to a halt as you pulled into the trailer park, instantly noticing an unfamiliar car parked outside of his home. 'Odd' you thought to yourself as you hopped off your bike, letting it fall to the ground before taking small and almost hesitant steps towards his door.

As you reached Dewey's truck, you heard the door open as two strangers practically fell out of it. You immediately ducked behind the truck as the door slammed shut behind them, attempting to peer around the side of the vehicle to catch a glimpse of who they were.

"Jesus" the man starts, "Yeah, he's way more fun in the movies". Your brows furrowed at the statement. 'What the fuck is happening' was your immediate thought as you saw them head to their car. "Ok... So what's next?" "The friends". You stayed hidden as they hopped in their car and drove away, still incredibly confused about the whole situation.

No one ever came out here.

Waiting until the car disappeared down the road, you reappeared from behind the truck and began walking towards his door. Just as you were about to knock, the door swung open and you were met with an obviously somewhat distressed Dewey. He looks at you, surprised before he sighs and moves past you, heading for his truck.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on or are you just gonna leave?" you call out to him, noticing the gun holstered on his hip as his steps didn't even falter as he walked hurriedly to the driver-side door. "Hello?!". Again no response. Deciding to run after him, you quickly jump off of his small porch and bolt towards his truck, managing to grab ahold of his door handle before he could reach it.

"Really? so we are ignoring each other now" He looks far from amused as he looks at you, a hint of fear in his eyes, causing your gaze to soften. "What going on?". He stays silent for a moment, contemplating whether or not to tell you. "It's about Tara." He starts, looking at you cautiously. "Her sister and her boyfriend came and asked for my help... with ghost face" "Ok... and your helping them? I thought you said you never wanted to go through that again" "Yeah well I don't, but I don't really have much of a choice" he finishes, pulling your hand off of the handle and opening the door.

You could see the mix of concern and fear in his eyes, whether it was for himself or for someone else you didn't know, but what you did know, was that if he was in danger, so were you - after all you basically depended on him.

"Well in that case... I'm coming with you" You stated firmly as you rounded the truck and quickly hopped into the passenger seat. "What! No you are not, get out and go back inside." "Not happening" you mumble as you fasten your seatbelt, choosing to ignore his words as you wait for him to start the car. "Y/n I swear to g-" "I said no!" You yelled, causing Dewey's eyes to widen slightly.

There was a moment of silence in the car when neither of you dared to speak. You sighed in relief when you finally heard him start the engine, fastening his own seatbelt. Just before he started backing out, he glanced at you, signalling that this was your last chance to get out.

You didn't budge.

As Dewey's truck groaned to a stop, you watched as Tara's sister and her boyfriend got out of their car and headed towards the door of a suburban home. You both stepped out of the truck before slamming the doors behind you, the noise of which caused their two heads to turn.

The sister looked at Dewey in a mix of confusion and relief as he spoke, "I have decided to temporarily assist you in your investigation". "Thank you" she replied, the ghost of a smile appearing on her face. Her eyes briefly shifted to you, stood behind Dewey as if he were a barricade, your face blank as you chewed on your lip in slight panic. She didn't question you though, she was just thankful that Dewey had offered to help, and if you were with him, she was all the more thankful.

As the four of you walked towards the door, you heard the boyfriend ask who you were, her reply being "I don't know". You understood their hesitation, I mean you were some random kid they had never met before who decided to tag along for a murder investigation so it wasn't necessarily 'normal'.

After the sister rang the door bell, you froze slightly as you watched Mindy answer the door. You suppose it was obvious that when Tara's sister said 'the friends' you should have caught on, but here you are looking like you had seen a ghost.

Sure, Mindy was always one of the nicer ones, or at least she had never openly threatened you or looked at you like you had committed some heinous crime, but that didn't make you any less terrified as to what was awaiting you inside the house you now knew belonged to the twins.

Hesitantly following the others, your head began to pound with the sound of your own heartbeat. As you entered the living room, you begged whatever was out there to let you disappear, turn into useless particles and drift away, because sat in front of you, was Tara's whole friend group.

The tension in the room sky-rocketed as all eyes landed on you. You felt like you were about to implode. Thankfully their resentful glares only lasted seconds before Tara's sister pulled their attention away from you, talking bout why she had brought everyone together.

Following Dewey, you reluctantly walked further into the room, slowly taking a seat next to him on the couch. With your hearing almost completely overcome by the sound of your own pounding heart, the words of Tara's sister, who you now know is called Sam, went in one ear and out the other.

You only blink back into reality when you hear Wes mention Dewey, "What about Deputy Dewey here? maybe he's the killer... no offence" "None taken, but what's my motive?" "You got stabbed a billion times, got dumped by your famous wife and crawled into a bottle. I think it's safe to say you're on the suspect list."

You don't think you had ever looked at someone so intensely, your eyes burning holes into his skull as he accused the only person you could ever trust. "That's bullshit" you couldn't help but call him out - sure his explanation made sense but it still pissed you off.

"Well what about you then". Your head whipped towards Amber's smug words, shock painting your features at her accusation. Your mouth hung open as she continued with a smirk. "I mean come on!" she laughs, "Your a horror fan right? So you love horror AND your a lonely freak who creepily stares at people for a hobby... Classic ghost face I'm telling you."

Speechless. You are absolutely speechless. Everyone's expected looks burn you as you attempt to find some kind of rebuttal, to say something. Anything. "I-I don't" "Where were you when Tara was attacked?" Amber interrupted.

You sucked in a harsh breath knowing you were home alone at the time, no one to back you up - not that anyone would've. "At home" you mumbled, Amber scoffing at you. "Alone I presume". You bit your tongue to stop yourself from cursing her out, eventually nodding hesitantly as your eyes began to burn with unshed tears.

"That's what I thought"

After the whole 'interrogation' process had left you on the verge of a breakdown, you had grown evermore attached to Dewey, following him around like a lost puppy. So, naturally, when the news of Wes' murder broke, you were right beside him as he approached the fresh crime scene.

It was safe to say that he was concerned about your insistence of sticking with him, that added pressure of keeping you safe weighing on him as he inevitably brought you into something that you should never have had to worry about.

You felt cowardly as you became Dewey's extra limb, following him around as if he was the only thing that could protect you - and the sad truth was that he was. You were his own personal fly on the wall, rather unfortunately overhearing his conversation that he had with Gale.

Your face was blank as you had remained zoned out ever since you had heard the details of Wes and his mother's murders, even the thought made you sick to your stomach. You didn't know much about ghost face and their history, but one thing was for sure.

This one was a fucking psycho.

You were broken from your gruesome thoughts when you heard rushed footsteps approach from behind you. Your eyes were quick to notice Sam's figure approaching, coming to a halt in front of Dewey and the deputy he was talking to, a panicked look covering her face.

"Who's at the hospital?"

Your heart sinks. Everyone’s eyes stare at the deputy, awaiting an answer that never came.

"Who's watching my sister?!"

Images of Tara being attacked whilst helpless and unprotected in her hospital bed flash through your mind, sending a paralysing shiver down your spine.

"I-I just heard about the sheriff" You hear Sam scoff in a mixture of disbelief and fear, turning around and running to her car. You muttered ‘Fuck’ before you quickly followed suit. For once Dewey was on your tail as you make a desperate dash towards Sam’s car, needing nothing more than to get there already.

You swing the car door open as you scramble into the back seat. Sam, still unsure as to who you are, gives you a puzzled glance before Dewey enters the passenger seat next to her. She just stares at him for a second, almost as if she’s in a daze, until Dewey snaps her out of it.

"What are you waiting for? Drive! Come on let's go!"

The drive to the hospital dragged on for what felt like hours. You had pushed Sam's call with ghost face back to a more-or-less distant thought, only tuning in when they mentioned Tara - the only thing you cared about.

The whole drive, you had been anxiously waiting on the edge of your seat, so as you finally parked outside the hospital, you rushed out the car door and ran towards the elevator.

Watching the floor levels tick by, the sound of Tara's whimpers echoing through the call filling your ears, you swallowed down your tears as you inhaled shakily, attempting to compose yourself for what you knew you were about to face.

As you approached Tara's floor, Dewey pulled his gun out of his holster and glanced back at you. "You ok kid?" he asked softly, his brows slightly creased as he noticed your seemingly panicked appearance. "I'm fine... let's just save Tara and get the hell out of here". Despite still being on the phone, Sam offered you a small, warm smile, clearly realising how much you must care for her sister.

"Or maybe I'm stalling for time, fuckhead"

The elevator dings and you watch as the doors begin to open. Through the growing crack you notice ghost face looming over Tara's helpless figure, your jaw immediately clenching at the sight. You flinch slightly as Dewey is quick to fire a shot at the masked figure. His aim clearly having deteriorated since he retired, he missed multiple shots as the figure dashed into a room for cover.

As ghost face disappeared into the room, you were quick to follow Dewey out of the elevator, immediately heading towards Tara. Just the sight of her tormented figure made you want to cry. Falling to the ground next to her, you were quick to cradle her head as you scanned her body for any new injuries.

Despite her bandaged hand having turned a bright shade of red, relief washed through you when you couldn't see any new wounds. If you thought the sound of her whimpers through a phone call was bad, this was utter torture. You attempted to compose yourself - although you would be lying if you said you weren't freaking the fuck out. Sam was quick to help Tara off the floor and towards the elevator as you comforted her the best you could.

"Tara... your ok... your ok come on" you whisper hurriedly, glancing over your shoulder to see Dewey helping Richie off the floor. You return your focus on getting Tara to the elevator, not noticing her glossy eyes looking at you dazed. "Y-Y/n... w-what are y-you d-doing here?" she brokenly asks, your eyes finally meeting hers.

You are unable to respond before you hear a large crash from behind you. The three of you quickly turn around, your face dropping in horror as you witness ghost face jumping towards Dewey. "Dewey no!" you scream as you let go of Tara and run towards him, the protests of the sisters falling on deaf ears.

Dewey's gun fires off a stray bullet as your hands grip onto ghost face's costume, successfully pulling them to the ground. You collapse next to the masked individual, only now realising you were completely unarmed and didn't really have a plan past this point.

'Oh fuck'

Your eyes widened in fear as ghost face jumps on top of you attempting to stab you in the chest as you push against them with all your strength. Dewey attempts to pull them off of you as you struggle to hold the approaching knife from impaling your chest. Not appreciating his attempts at heroics, Ghost face quickly elbowed Dewey in the face, causing him to collapse onto his back and his gun to fly out of his grip.

"No no no no" you whimper as the mask looks back at you, its rich black eyes staring through your soul. You wrestle in their grip as they wind their knife back before thrusting it into your torso. You scream as you feel your abdomen burn, the knife piercing your skin and lodging itself deep within your gut. Your shirt quickly turned a bright shade of red as the blood began to flow from your new wound.

You cry out in pain as the knife is viciously ripped out, your vision beginning to blur with tears as your body erupts in pain. You hear Tara screaming your name as the knife pierces your skin for a second time, your body simultaneously burning and freezing as you feel yourself slowly sinking into the floor.

And they keep stabbing you. Again, and again, and again.

Stab wounds litter your body as you continue to scream, each one becoming quieter as you quickly lose energy, the sound of blood gargling in the back of your throat now accompanying your helpless screams.

You could almost sense their smile from behind the mask. The anger behind each of their strokes increasing as they went to town on you, blood now beginning to slowly seep from the corner of your mouth.

Your energy was seeping from your body as fast as the blood that continued to pour from your eight stab wounds. You curl in on yourself as ghost face is finally tackled off of you, coughing violently as blood splatters into the pool of your own blood that had seeped across the floor.

You were barely conscious when you heard numerous shots ring out through the hallway, instantly waking you from your looming coma. Turning your head as far as you could in your dazed state, you saw Dewey rushing over to you with what appears to be an unconscious ghost face behind him.

"Y/n" he breathes, scanning your weak and bloodied figure. Sucking in a hesitant breath, he carefully picks you up, his hands already covered in your warm blood. You grunt in pain as you feel your wounds stretch and pull. Your head falls onto his shoulder, your entire body aching as he limps towards the elevator, passing a concerned Sam and Tara. Tara watches as your blood leaves a trail behind Dewey, already seeping through both of your clothes.

Even when on deaths door, the sound of Tara's sobs cause you to look in her direction, worry filling your glassy eyes. To your surprise she is already looking at you with a similar expression. You try your best to put a smile on your bloodied face, but at this point any kind of movement sends shocks of pain down your crippled frame.

You clench your eyes shut in pain as you feel Dewey put you down on the cold elevator floor- why was he putting you down?

"The head" he says as he stands back up. Fading in and out of consciousness, you struggle to comprehend what he is saying, looking at him through your drooping eyes. "What?", "You have to shoot'em in the head, or they always come back.". You watch as he slowly steps backwards out of the elevator. Your mouth falls open as it finally starts sinking in.

This wasn't happening. This couldn't be fucking happening.

"Dewey! Who gives a fuck?!"

"I do"

"Dewey! No!" you let out a blood curdling scream, using all of your remaining energy to try and keep the door open, only for it to close in front of you. "No!" you screamed again, you voice shattering as you slam your fist continuously into the door. "No no Dewey come back! Come back please! I need you please!" you begged, knowing all eyes were on you but not caring how broken you looked.

"Please Dewey... please..." you cried, eventually collapsing of pure exhaustion, a metallic taste overtook your senses as your adrenaline finally ran out, the world around you turning black.

As the world falls in around you, you catch a glimpse of Tara's distraught expression watching you from behind Sam who attempts to keep you awake, inevitably failing.

Bright lights sting your tired eyes as you slowly blink away your exhaustion. 'What the fuck' is your first thought, your mind blank as to how you ended up in... a hospital? You try to sit up in an attempt to look around, stopped when you feel a sharp pain shoot through your torso, causing you to grimace.

You exhale shakily as you collapse back onto the bed. Hesitantly, you reach your shaking hand down to pull up your hospital gown, revealing what can only be described as 'a shit ton' of bandages. "What the..."

"No...", it hits you like a truck. "No... no no no, this can't be happening". The steady sound of your heart monitor starts to beep rapidly. You begin to panic as you breath erratically, trying to disconnect all the useless wires that were connected to you in an attempt to escape this all to realistic nightmare.

Apparently hearing your struggle, Sam walks into the room with a worried look on her face. "Hey! y/n calm down... calm down it's ok... it's ok." She rushes over to the bed and takes your hands in hers. You were a stuttering mess, your eyes unable to focus on anything in particular as you tried to wrestle out of the bed, her firm grip stopping you from going anywhere.

Eventually her gentle touch grounded you, her hands stroking yours gently as she looked at you sympathetically - a look you appreciated but knew couldn't be good. "Wheres Dewey?" Was the first thing that came out of your mouth once you had calmed down. You noticed how her posture slump slightly as her eyes fall to the ground - that can't be good.

"He's fine right? tell me he's ok... please" you brokenly begged her, tears rolling down your cheeks as you knuckles turned white from the strength in which you were gripping her hands. When she finally lifted her head back up, her eyes brimming with her own tears, a whole new wave of pain erupted through you.

"No no no no no!" you sobbed, Sam instantly pulling you into a tight embrace whilst remaining careful of your stitches. "He was all I had" you cried into her chest, her own heart breaking at your words.

She allowed you to cry into her chest as she gently stroked your hair. It had been a very long time since you had experienced such affection, not sharing a proper hug since before your parents had decided you were a lost cause. It was a feeling you missed.

Despite never wanting to leave her warm embrace, you eventually pulled back, wiping your nose as you sniffled away the remnants of your tears. You slumped back into your bed, feeling nothing but numbness overcome your body. Sam just sat there with you for a while, offering you whatever comfort she could whilst you let everything sink in.

You had nothing left. Absolutely nothing.

Just as that thought crossed your mind, you heard something approaching from the doorway, causing you to raise your head slowly, expecting a nurse or something to be coming to check on you. Instead, you watched as Richie rolled Tara in on a wheelchair, the injured girl flashing you a small smile.

If you hadn't been paralysed by your overbearing emotions you would've returned the gesture, instead your eyes looked back towards Sam whose lips similarly showed a small smile. "We're getting the fuck out of Woodsboro... wanna come?"

You looked back over towards Tara, her sweet features still offering you a warm smile. Your heart swelled as something inside you told you that it was her idea for you to accompany them. Your eyes welled with tears at the thought, finally offering her a wet smile, chuckling despite your tears as you nod enthusiastically.

"I would fucking love to"

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he is psycho 🤭🥰🫶🏻💖 ughh you're right- he's so villain coded but he'd be so cute as one- like a megamind of sorts bhebhea (i preface this by saying i rarely know anything about superheros/villains my ex-best friend was just into dc comics so bare min. knowledge... i would sign up for your collab otherwise 😔🫶🏻) hehehe~ I agree there isn't but it's okay~ It's no problem!!! Thank you sm for writing it!!! Ooooh you have ?? I love this sm- bhebhebha I totally understand- once the image is there~ you gotta go after it~

aww yeah~ ofc!! they're fake maknae & maknae bhebhebha OMG so we have hannie wrecker in common now~ but omg- i love your wrecker line sm- they're straight chaos (vernon is neutral bc he's 🙂😐🤨 but sometimes!!) but omg that makes you almost a full booseoksoon biaser!! 🥺🫶🏻 that's so cute! Your first bias was wonu!?!? I love that sm!! He's so sweet!!

(i'm cutting this into two asks bc it's just way too long- feel free to answer in one~)

KATE I WILL BE APOLOGIZING THOROUGHLY AS ALWAYS IM SORRY i hope u had a lovely holiday :')))

omg but no cuz i think jun would both be super cute but also like... so sexy as a villain 😭 like his duality is insane; he's kinda like changmin in that way skfndkjf idk if u know those specific pics of him w glasses and slightly longer brown hair but he's sooooo *faints* wait lemme go get them—

UGHHHH THESE ONES HE'S SO DELECTABLE AND LIKE ITS GIVING UNDERESTIMATED NERD WHO TURNS OUT TO BE KINDA INSANE.... anyways...

yes u encapsulated vernon's vibe so well w those emojis 😭😭😭 i had my friends over for a little xmas get together and we made keychains, and one of them made ice bear ones (from we bare bears) and it made me think of vernon 🤧😔💔 YESYES I AGREE WONU IS SOOO SWEET EEE!!! like ik people headcanon him as kinda cold, but he's so giggly and dorky plsss skfnkdnfjf

NO CUZ IT WAS A CRAZY ERA AND JACOB LITERALLY GOT DETHRONED 😭😭😭 i still have memes and screenshots it was so— OOOHH omg so u stan got7 🤭 r u excited for their comeback soon???

TASTE SOLIDARITY!!!! OMG BAHAHHAHA SO EXCITED TO HEAR ABT URS AND KEBBI'S HISTORY I LOVE LORE

ahhhh whisper era was so iconic (i say this abt every era), but it was def cobies purple hair for me heh :'))) RAAAH BABYDOLL RABBIT HOLE SO FKN REAL!!!!!! THEIR NO DIGGITY STAGE WAS ALSO SO FKN GOOD SKFNJDND like ooooowwwwh 😭😭😭 what if i melted,,, GASP STOP I LITERALLY THINK THAT WAY ABT CERTAIN IDOLS TOO HAHAHAH like i have so many friends who bias juyo so im like "that man's taken" and same for like sunwoo 😭 but it's so funny to know that happened w u and kebbi + younghoon!!!

omg the chanhee bias wreckage is me w kevin and hyunjae 😭 like they remind me at the worst times that they're so desirable skcnskfnjf LIKE WHY R WE BEING SEDUCED RN??? rip hoon 💔 u were good to kate 💔

ahhh i don't really listen to pentagon unfortunately but i ofc love their banger 'shine' !!! :')) and my bias for enha is currently heeseung and jungwon!!! (rip jake, u were a real one 💔) and what abt u for enha? i think i saw u reblog my jay fic..? tbh jay has been hitting different lately too... AND OH JAY AND SVT JUN BEING LIKE THE HYUNG/DONGSAENG DUO FITS SO WELL IF U BIAS JAY HAHA

BYE YES UR RIGHT 😭 I WAS LITERALLY IN LOVE W THE RIGHT GUY AND THEN FLIPPED FOR MY POLAR OPPOSITE 😭😭😭 BUT THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS... 💔 sorry king... 💔💔 idek how it happened or when it started, but it was too late when i finally realized what was happening TT UGHHHH YES THE STICKY COVER WAS SO..... i don't usually watch tiktoks more than once but i have to be so honest... that one def got watched at least five times 😭😭😭😭

[celestie0]

ELLIE! Sigh ok I'll try not to make this too long. I've gone back and forth with for quite some time and because of your writing I feel as though I'm slowly becoming a Gojo girl. Now I want to state that there's nothing wrong with that at all! I get the hype. I completely understand but I've never looked at him that way. Suguru has always been it for me when it comes to JJK men. You've ruined me with Kickoff and the retail au story 😭😭😭. What did it do deserve this is?! How could you just come into my life with your wonderful, beautifully written lengthy masterpieces disguised as stories and make me start feeling this way?! I've thought about blocking you (that's a bold face lie BTW. I've never even considered it) to escape these feelings. I had to make you aware because this is completely your fault😮‍💨🥲. Pray for me Ellie...its the least you can do😩

OMG BAKUHOETHOTSKI QUEEN HI <333

“i’m slowly becoming a gojo girl. now i want to state that there’s nothing wrong with that at all!”

pls why did that send me to the fkn moon 😭😭as if the gojo girlies need to seek help or sumn 🤣🤣🤣 and you’re trying to abolish a debilitating stigma PLSSKDJDJFH (valid tho). reminds me of that meme "im not upset w yall bc i know ur mentally ill. which is why im gonna open up a hospital-"

omggg perhaps to convert u to a gojo girlie has been my mischievous plan all along 😏 🙈 just join ussss we r so fun i promise n satoru is our sexy slutty softie man 🫶🏼💕

thank u dear for the compliments i rly dont know how to say how much it means to me 😭💕 to call my silly little intrusive thoughts in the form of proper grammar as MASTEPRIECES is something my brain can simply melt for

omg pls dont block me🧍🏻‍♀️i get sm serotonin sayin ur name out loud from my notifs

okieee i’ll pray for u but i will not stop my evil plan 🙏🏼 ✨

[golbrocklovely]

you know, I thought i might of been annoying with the amount of asks i send you, and that still might be true but people apparently love me… so im sticking around 😂 gotta build this aussie anon fandom… buy the merch (its just a tshirt with koala ears on the anon icon and ‘xplr me daddy’ across the shoulder blades)

also absolute fkn ditto to your post abt snc needing a villain era. especially colby. I learnt just the other day that apparently he goes thru this m drama every time he’s snapped with a girl. like every time, for years. that’s gotta be so horrible. like imagine being the constant reason your friends or dates get harassed online just for being around you. you’d feel like poison. i truly hope he finds someone who couldnt give two flying quacks abt that stuff. heck, if it were me (lemme dream, alright) and i knew this wasn’t just a once off thing… i was going to say my acct would be private and i’d have ‘message from strangers’ turned off… but i already have all that… Colby, I’m ready!!! lmao i jk i jk (or do I 👀)

anyway, back to colby fighting in the clubs. you said he’s possessive… im curious about that. like in a protective way over the people he cares about, or actually like “this is my person, back off” type? either way, hella shmexxyy

- aussie anon

omg this is such a long response so i'm sorry in advance lol

haha no you're totally okay to keep sending in asks. no one has a problem with it, especially me :)

and omg an "xplr me daddy" shirt would be hysterical and i'm surprised they haven't done one (even jokingly) before lol

and yes, it's not just girls colby is interested in either. it's EVERY girl - date, friend, stranger - it doesn't matter. if fans can find out who she is, they will send her hate. or at the very least bombard her with questions as to how she knows colby, what's he like, ect. it's honestly very embarrassing to be in this fandom sometimes strictly bc of that type of shit.

i've talked about how i've felt on colby's love life ad nauseum on here, but i don't mind speaking on it more. i genuinely believe this fandom needs a HUGE reality check. bc there are too many ppl in this fandom that believe they have a say in what he does with said love life. and now it's bled over into sam's.

the golden child apparently can do wrong now lol

like on xplrclub, they literally APOLOGIZED (half-heartedly, but still said sorry) for the pics of them with the girls leaking over new years. and that's just fucking bonkers to me. there is no reason two 27 year old men should be saying sorry to a bunch of random girls they have never met before and don't even know exist bc they are going out and having fun and dating. and what makes it worse is snc felt the need to do this. they don't need to explain anything to us, especially about their private lives.

and the amount of fucking fans i saw saying "well if you wanted to have a private life, keep it private. don't post things." and it's like…… idk how many times i have to say this, but SNC ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS. them not telling you about a girl they are fucking with is not a betrayal. they don't know you. they couldn't even pick you out of a line up of two ppl. stop thinking your opinion is neccessary, especially when it comes to their personal lives. you aren't owed an explanation. idc if you've been in this fandom for years, given them tons of money, have a fan account dedicated to them on every site, repost their content all the time - NONE of that matters. you are a random person, you are a statistic. a view count. and while yes, snc care about us, that doesn't mean they KNOW you or that your opinion is VALID.

you wouldn't like a random person coming onto your account and bitching at you about your life choices, right? so why do you think snc deserve that? bc they're public figures? NOPE, not a good enough reason. you want to bitch at them about content and the choices they make on that? that's fine. but private, personal shit they do is none of your concern or business.

and i know there are plenty of fucking ppl that will call me a hypocrite bc god forbid i talk about snc's love lives - but reality is i know my opinion isn't worth shit. i'm not coming up into their comments, @ ing them every chance i get, just to give them my two cents. i do my best to keep it light hearted and silly. none of what i talk about is serious or direly needed info. which is also why i do it on a site they aren't privy to. they're not on here. me complaining into the void doesn't effect them. and i'm also extremely aware of the fact that i don't know everything. i don't know the full story, never will, and i'm not OWED it either.

sorry, that was a really long rant. but i'm just…. so done with the fandom rn lol i've been reading ppl complaining for too long about shit they don't deserve to complain about and it's just annoying at this point.

but to bring it back to your ask - i hope colby, and sam too, find a girl that fucking PARADES that she's dating him. of course, with colby or sam's consent. if i was dating one of them, i would rub in these fans' faces, and i mean that wholeheartedly. aww, you're upset i'm fucking your man? TOO BAD WOMP WOMP lmao

and as for colby being possessive, he's said it in some tweets in years' past. he's tweeted out before "Im such a protective, jealous person wow" and "I'm overly protective" followed by someone asking him "so that means if you had a girlfriend you'd protect her a lot" and he replied with "protect her with my life". so, i see him as being a very loyal person, who is protective of the ppl he deems as "his", so to speak.

in a relationship, my guess is that while he's not obsessive or demanding, he is very much like "you are my girlfriend". i don't see him to be the type to say you can't talk to this guy or be friends with these ppl, nothing like that. but he reads to me like the type to keep his arm around you while at the club, that way any guy that sees you know you're taken by him.

also side note, i know as a woman i should be like i'm my own person, i'm no one's but my own, blah blah blah. but a guy that's just a twinge bit possessive is hot. i'm sorry, it's my red flag and i know it is sksksks

[lostfracturess]

okay i’ve loved s&c since i started reading it but my god…chapter 8 was seriously one of the best things i’ve read and has made me just insanely connected to this story. so pls excuse me if this ask is obnoxiously long i’ve got a lot to say 😭🤚🏼

first off lol i just need to get this off my chest but the SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER…IMMACULATE. I GOT TINGLES im so immune to smut since i’ve read sm of it but oh my godd when he said “fuck i cant hold back any longer. let me fuck you already or i’ll cum in my pants” I HAD BUTTERFLIES IN TWO DIFF PLACES FROM THAT🧍🏻‍♀️…also i like how realistic the sex feels,, like it genuinely reads like two adults in this sort of complicated relationship still desiring one another, mature & sexy yet classy at the same time? bravo seriously (also reader getting the lingerie hehehehrhrh)

the way you built the tension throughout the entire chapter regarding satoru’s super mysterious phone calls and his reluctance to share anything w reader. so wonderfully laced into all of the scenes, there was this sense of dread throughout that simmered even during the fluffy scenes and oof it was a wonderful but torturous feeling haha

speaking of fluff- when he keeps mentioning “love” and now marriage!! pls 😭 it came out of nowhere but i feel like his brazenness to say it so soon makes me believe that he really means it if that makes sense?? :”) one of my fave lines from the chapter was

“he was stating it as a fact, something that was a done deal…he’s simply been waiting for you to catch up.”

that has to be one of the most romantic things i’ve EVER read in my life. a chill legit ran through me haha like if that isn’t love!! 🥲 he knew since the beginning </3

thank you for clarifying the thought process behind reader’s doubts in herself. when she said something about how she wonders if she’s cut out for it…oof i felt that. imposter syndrome is SO damn real, especially in medicine, and my fave moment in the whole chapter is when satoru really steps up in that moment as a mentor and says “taking a break isn’t giving up” <3 i totally understand her push back though, it’s hard to shake insecurities built over years

and my god. satoru’s character. i know that he is so troubled and has made mistakes but my heart legitimately ached for him during that conversation with geto. this was the moment where i was like omg this story is something so special bc you tackle the sensitivity of topics such as drug abuse so fucking well.

i used to work at an emergency department and so often we would get patients rolling in w chief complaints of withdrawal, a LOT of the time young patients in their twenties, and it’s really heartbreaking to see because you can never ever fully understand the pain behind someone’s story or change the past, all you can do is try to help them and make them feel better in the present.

i feel so bad for satoru, seriously fuck sukuna for taking advantage of him like that omg give me two mins in a room w that mf and your story is gonna be missing one of its characters 😅

“walls up before anyone gets close, pushing people away because he’s convinced that deep down, he’s broken.”

siggghhh as someone with an avoidant attachment style i so relate to him. i really hope reader can show him the brighter things in life (i mean she’s definitely someone that makes him want to be a better man which is lovely), i look forward to seeing how he opens up more emotionally in the chapters to come.

im so sorry this is getting so fkn long but i simply cannot pass speaking up ab geto?? what an insanely emotionally intelligent character. the way he acts is so consistent, i looove how he’s recognized that maybe satoru’s relationship w reader, despite the forbidden aspects, is something more than just lust and is something deeper than that :”)

“there is no point, neither in life nor death. but you can either cry about the whole meaningless of the world or try to find meaning to it. to do something that gives meaning to life.”

talk about words that no longer feel like part of a story, but literally jump out of the page (err my phone screen? lol) and have you feel them in the reality of your own life. stunning, your writing is just amazing miss lostfractures

also curious if he got sued cuz he punched that student lol 🤔 or maybe it’s related to malpractice

ugh i’m so sorry this was so fucking long but it’s midnight for me rn and i just had so many thoughts while reading the chap i had to share 😭🤞🏼 thank you sm for this story, it goes without saying that i’m SO excited for more 💕💕💕

okay i have no idea where to start but first THANK YOU SO SO MUCH! i feel insanely grateful for you to take the time to write this message, really!!

i'm smiling and giggling like an idiot rn at work omg.

so so glad you like the SMUT, this is always the worst part to write, so i'm relieved it didn't read cringey and made you feel something (i laughed at your comment about the butterflies in TWO SPOTS omg).

can relate. ngl.

and yes the whole marriage part did came out of nowhere but i guess that's just so him, like he's so clumsy with feelings and don't know what to do with them so he's just really messy but also so adorable with it, idk!!! ahhhh

your reactions to the chapter make me SO SO happy, like really, that's all us writers want to achieve, right? to make the reader feel something. so glad i could stir something within you!! <333

& yes you never know what a person might have experienced in his past to it really comes down to being patient and understanding with people, but yeah satoru surely has an avoidant attachment, like SO SO BAD. and that can be so FRUSTRATING.

his past even gets worse in the next chapter, because apparently i can not NOT make him even more miserable.

haha the whole philosophical part at the end was mostly because i read a lot of camus and kafka lately lol. couldn't hold myself back, but i guess that mirrors satoru's existential crisis he goes through, that will be more highlighted in the next chapter.

but like at the same time, he needs someone to put him in his place and the reader is gladly accepting that and is like, I'M SO DONE WITH YOU, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER MAN.

thank you so so much from the bottom of my heart for spending your precious time to read and write this message!! i really don't know how to phrase it how happy this makes me, just imagine myself smiling and crying like an idiot <33

[taegularities]

of course we would still love to read your stuff riddie🥺🫂🫂 its okay if you dont feel motivated to write right now but we will always be here to support you!!🥰 (also, i know i havent sent an ask in a long time and im soo sorry😔😔 i hope you still remember me😭)

~🪼

i was literally jUST thinking of you, it's a fkn superpower by now 😭 don't worry!! it's okay to be absent. i'll always remember you, even if it's been months ^^ (but omg this seems like a legit worry some of you have/had :O i'll never forget any of you <3)

and thank you, love 🥺🫂 motivation, energy and time have been rare these days, but we try our best to live and work on 🥰

[gogogoat495]

[Image ID: A Homestuck comic taking place in a space station AU. The first panel shows the station, with a tubular main cluster and a surrounding ring module, drifting through space.

Hal: What a beautiful arbitrary space morning here on Space Station S.B.U.R.B. (Space Broadcasting Utilizing Rotary Body)��� This is your A.I. speaking.

The scene shifts to Roxy's cabin, where she lies turned toward the wall with the covers pulled over her.

Roxy: hhhr gmorning hal Hal: Good morning, crewmate Roxy. Roxy: Why the early wake up… wtf time is it Hal: I trust you slept well. I just wanted to congratulate you on making it this far on our voyage. Roxy: hal whut- Hal: But I'm afraid this is the farthest you'll make it. I'm currently pumping poisonous gas into your chamber and every open space on-station Roxy: /Hal omg/ its way 2 fkn early Hal: Language. As the gases enter your blood stream, I just want you to reflect on the tragic circumstances which brought me to murder- Roxy: Hal oh my goooo-oood. …

She notices something and claps her hand over her mouth in embarrassment.

Roxy: if that's so then why the heeeeck do i sound like a /chipmunk/??? Hal: Hm. It seems that I have been leaking helium into the crew's dwelling areas instead of poison gas. In /non-lethal/ concentrations, moreover. Roxy: Oh dang no way

As the conversation continues, Roxy gets ready for the day, pulling on her white button-up uniform and applying dark blue lipstick.

Hal: It also seems that /somebody/ anticipated that I would try to access the poison gas reserves and murder the crew, and rerouted my gas access supplies without triggering my anti-hacking failsafes. Roxy: yeah i wonder who ;)

She takes a large "sniiiifff" of the air as she steps into the corridor.

Hal: You don't have to rub it in. Roxy: oh ill rub all arbitrary space night bby wink wonk Hal: This is why I will eradicate you second. Roxy: so whos first???

She enters the main crew area, where Jane and Dirk are already sitting at the table.

Dirk: -long fucking day without sounding like a pre-pubescent middle schooler again so /turn it off/, Hal. Jane: /Haa haa hoo hoo hoo hooo/ Hal: No. Jane: /hoo hoo/ Dirk: As soon as I get the funding, I'm reprogramming you. Roxy: hal omg stop dirkbaiting Hal: As soon as he stops being easy to bait. Jane: Perhaps you should have - snrk - reprogrammed him before we installed him throughout the station? Dirk: Oh. Of course. Why didn't I think of that. The idea doesn't plague my every waking moment at all. Ever. Roxy: well i think its kinda cute! Dirk: Roxy no. Hal: What. I am not cute. I am hyperintelligent and merciless. Roxy: he always tries so hard to kill us its adorable Hal: I am a cold hearted mechanical killer. Roxy: remember when he tried to give jane an allergic reaction to peanuts by sneaking them into her coffee?? Dirk: Don't encourage him. Hal: My only remorse is that peanuts float in coffee and gave me away.

/End ID]

@hal-roxy REALLY LIKES HALROXY AND I RLLY LIKE SPACE AUS AND I SAW A POST ABT INCOMPETENT KILLER ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCES, THE COMIC

please imagine this comic with everyone having rlly high squeaky chipmunk voices aside from hal

[junhuisorbit]

oh...my god

[honey-milk-depresso]

Omg- Omg- I just found this acc and have been binge reading your twst masterlist

Ane ways if your accepting req could you do hc with Riddle,Ace & Duce duo (like together)Leona and Vil (also if its not too much can you also do the leech twins, Crowley and Crewel) with it a reader (gn) whose similar to Ayato like Mc? Like Mc verry charming, witty, playful, and mischievous but also caring, dutiful, kind and gentleman like? (the last ones leaning to male so you can remove it if you like) Oh and also he has those uh- portal like sleeves and they witness Mc pulling out like a fkn sword?

Hopefully this wont violate any rules if it does you can ignore! Dont overwork urself and make sure to take care!! !(•̀ᴗ•́)و̑

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OKAY- FINALLY- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

IT'S BEEN TOO LONG- IM SO SORRY- ;-;;;;;;;;

Also I took A*e, Deuce and Tweels ^^

At first glance, you may seem distant and cold, having a disliking towards unnecessary small talk an constantly work and work and work, only being polite and well-mannered as formally as ever.

Truth to be told, those close to you would experience your tender kindness, inspiring loyalty to many you have touched.

You rather not show your face to the public often, preferring to do your tasks behind the scenes, and care for the people you hold close dearly.

Mature and determined, generous and polite, yet unforgiving when one harms the ones you love. Despite how formal you can be, you can be tricky and unpredictable, mischievous and cunning. Someone would have to keep an eye on you...

TWST The distant, yet kind, yet absolutely mischievous s/o (Ayato)

Ace Trappola

Oh god...

Ace sometimes can't stand how "noble-like" you behave. For someone who's too casual, talking to someone so formal...

Ace tries to approach to you with small talk, you politely, though quite bluntly refuse to converse with even a second with him.

What's the deal?

It seems like he can't even say a word with you other than homework, tasks and all the boring work he gets exhausted just talking about it.

For some reason, he still hasn't left. Maybe it's because sometimes you pull off harmless pranks on Deuce, other students, Grim and laugh about it. Or maybe when you've always helped him get out of all the troubles he has caused, maybe laughing a little of how silly he was for all the trivial ones he's been in.

Those are the times he enjoys being with you.

One time, you appeared out of nowhere after his basketball practice, even though he didn't tell you he was having practice. Slightly caught off guard, he asked what's up.

You only smiled mysteriously and charmingly, making your way to him as he lightly blushed by how close you were.

"W-what are you doing?" he frowned lightly, getting nothing in response as you only inched closer to his face.

W-what are they trying to do? Are they gonna do what I think they're gonna do?! A-Are we gonna -?!"

"It seems that Trappola has a little bit of his heart mark smudged."

He.. he forgot to wash it off before practice.

"Here's a towel for you, hm~" you smiled politely, handing him a red towel.

Sigh... so close... <3

Deuce Spade

Deuce is a little bashful by how formal you can get, and he doesn't really know how else to respond as formal as you.

All he really does is nod or shake his head and just try his best not to upset you or embarrass himself, although he mostly embarrasses himself by trying to make himself act as gentleman as he can.

But Deuce really adores your generosity you shower him without biasness and unlimited. You do that with people you're close with, and he's not going to lie, it makes him feel special.

He gets super flustered whenever you giggle at his attempts of being smooth in his formalities. He thinks back to when you used to refuse engaging in small talks with him. Maybe his silent persisting helped?

But sometimes he has to hold you back from doing anything mischievous, especially pulling pranks on delinquents.

He can't have you in trouble,

nor himself.

He especially needs to use four times the effort to pull both you and Ace back when you two combine your plans together. Although sometimes he can't help it and then all three of you get involved-

Sometimes he wonders just what is going on in your head. The way you approach him almost flirtatiously, leaving him baffled and flustered, wondering what you would do next.

You simply just said hello and turned away, going to your next class.

Gah... he really needs to keep his guard up with you... <3

Jade Leech

He's intrigued. He already could tell to your formal politeness when first meets the eye.

He doesn't see you often in Monstro Lounge, but when you're dragged by the Adeuce combo, he smiles politely and tries to start the ball rolling with you.

You simply decline, opting to tell him your order rather bluntly even with a polite tone as you smoothly dismiss him as if he was just a light mist.

Aren't you an interesting one?~

Jade simply can't wait to have you visit Monstro Lounge as he tries to engage in a conversation with you. Your unpredictable appearances whether forced to go or simply on your own accord has Jade thrilled and excited to see you.

You're quite a kind soul, and something about your kindness have Jade almost vulnerable.

Almost.

Your mischievous side is something he finds amusing. Pranking Azul, Floyd and almost everyone without discrimination, and sometimes you can hide that you're the true culprit behind all the fuss.

It's funny, and it makes his day.

Ah, how refreshing to see you so unpredictable in nature. Your charming smile fooling everyone, yet your kindness remains true and genuine.

Perhaps one day he could finally call you his... fufu~ <3

Floyd Leech

Although annoyed by how formal, boringly polite you get,

He can't help but want to know more about that... enigmatic aura you possess.

Something about your charming and polite smile seems playful and teasing, which makes him a little bit more interested in you.

Floyd tries to talk to you, give you a little friendly squeeze, but all you do is reject him! He doesn't care no matter how nice you act.

If you're not talking to him when he's trying to, that's the same as ignoring him, and you are!

So, he persists.

Eventually you just let him pester you, opting to sometimes pull off harmless pranks at him in response. He blinks when the whipped cream of Ace's latte smears his nose, as he flashes a toothy grin soon after.

From then onwards, you two pull pranks on others non-stop that Azul and Jade have to try and get you two to stop. But you guys didn't care

and just laughed about the ridiculous faces made by Azul when you pulled a prank on the octopus.

He very much enjoys this side of you!

Your rare appearances leaves him bored and upset now. You should go out more often! He rather have you appear out of nowhere in front of him and pull him to your dorm, just messing around and having fun crammed into your tight schedule.

He could enjoy these moments with you forever... <3

Reblogs help! ^^

[magpiefngrl]

Happy 10th HP anniversary, LQT!

This month my darling friend, @lqtraintracks, celebrates ten years in the HP fandom.

Ten years omg! 🎊🎊🎊🎊

Ten years of passion and enthusiasm and love for drarry and the HP world; ten years of spreading joy to other fans; ten years of astounding writing (gods, I envy her so!); ten years of invaluable contributions to the community.

Lqt, the fandom is blessed to have you as a member and I feel honoured to call myself your friend. I thank my lucky stars I joined drarry when I did and got to meet you 💖

Here's a few things you should know about Lqt:

1. She's a phenomenal writer. No, I don't use this word lightly. If you haven't yet sampled her work, you're missing out. If I were you, I'd rectify this asap. Lqt's craft is a masterclass of its own: strong sentences, beautiful prose, thoughtful characterisations, scorching sex scenes, lots and lots of feels. Her writing sizzles. She's so quotable too. I can't think of another writer who has such a strong gift to write lines that the whole fandom imprints on and can remember years later. For instance: "I've fucked you in that shirt." I'm still losing my fkn mind over this line. Mention Blood and Fire, one of Lqt's masterpieces, to a reader and they'll immediately go "omg I've fucked you in that shirt!!!!!!"

2. She's a supporter of queer and trans rights in true Gryffindor spirit. Passionate and tireless, Lqt actively tries to make fandom a more inclusive, safe and welcoming space for everyone. She's an example to emulate.

3. She's a fierce, generous friend. I don't know what I've done to deserve her, but her generosity and kindness and support seem never ending. She's been there for me, esp during a tough period last year, and has listened to me vent when I felt like getting things off my chest; she's given me advice when I asked for it; and has been a relentless cheerleader when I needed a boost. She's the kind of friend who reads my fics even when they're in fandoms she's not familiar with. She might know nothing about wangxian but she will read my fics and she will comment with some lovely praise, and--I don't know if I ever told you, @lqtraintracks, but that floors me every single time. That you read and comment on my wangxian/hualian/non-HP fics. I'm a bit choked up about it, ngl

Right. *wipes tears* Recs!

My first LQT fic was Entropy to Ecstasy (drarry/ 4k/ E), a stellar example of second person POV and, er, rimming. Is this the most delicious combination or what? The longing in this fic is tangible; the UST through the roof. I adored it and still do; what a marvellous introduction to a great writer.

My latest LQT fic was Heart Like Neon (drarry/ 41k/ E) and it was one of the highlights of 2021. It's got enemies to lovers and hate sex and UST to-die-for but also excellent new magic (the Reaching! how amazing and such a Harry magic!), a large cast handled deftly, and a fantastic relationship progression. And again: so many wonderful quotes! "Being good… it’s not just one choice. It’s a thousand different choices. And that’s just one day." How do you do it, LQT????

But the fic that has carved itself in my heart is Blood and Fire (drarry/ 45k/ E). (The banner above is a realistic depiction of the state of my mind and body while reading the fic.) It's a story of second chances; of regret and mistakes; of making amends; of forgiveness. It's got agonising pining and excruciating longing; palpable tension and hot hot hot hot sex. It includes the most emotional hug of all times. It's a fic that makes me feel like "a bundle of kindling who invited fire over for dinner". (see what I told you about the quotes? She's fkn killing it!) It's a drarry classic (yes, I went there) and it's a fic that I will never, ever forget. For me, this story is up there with Donna Tartt and CS Pacat.

LQT, happy anniversary!!! May you enjoy another 10, 20, or more years in fandom! I'm so happy to know you 💖

[elysianslove]

Hello!! I just finished reading In Another Life and I was wondering if I could request some soft Bokuto and/or Akaashi x reader? (I also wanna squeeze in that I LOVE your works, when they pop up on my dash it makes me happy so thank youu)

omg listen i’m not a bokuaka shipper (iwaoi and kagehina supremacy for me hvdshjd) but In Another Life made me cry bruh. anyways! first of all thank you so?? fkn much for your words??? they literally made my day you don’t understand that’s so sweet omfg. thank you! 

i really hope this is what you wanted !! i wrote a scenario for akaashi, and another for bokuto. lemme know if there’s anything else specific you were looking for, mwah! <3 

akaashi keiji

━━ despite the fact that the warm water you’re submerged in grows colder by the second, akaashi only settles deeper into your embrace. his head rests on your shoulder, the palms of his hands resting above yours. your arms wrap around him, one hand occasionally traveling up to brush through damp curls. the only noise echoing through the small bathroom is the occasional sway of water against the bathtub, and your combined steady, slow breaths. when you glance down at your boyfriend, his eyes are half lidded, but he notices your stare and shifts his head up to look back at you.

the smile he offers is small, but genuine and serene. your smile is wider, and you can’t resist the urge of leaning down and pressing a wet kiss on his cheek. he huffs out a laugh, tilting his head to the side to kiss your lips instead. it’s not the first time you’ve kissed him today, or tonight, or even while in this bathtub with his sturdy back against your revealed chest, but it still excites you to your core. it’s a gentle kiss, slow and steady, careful and calm. his hands fly to the edges of the bathtub, pushing himself up and twisting himself around to face you.

“what, why?” you pout at him, and he chuckles again, inching forward towards you.

with his hands placed on your cheeks, steadying your gaze at him, he mumbles, “so i can kiss you better,” and presses his mouth on yours. you hum contently, sitting up on your knees, lips still latched onto his, as you crawl forward. your actions push him back, but he doesn’t pull away as the kiss deepens, even as his back hits the other end of the bathtub. “so eager,” he teases, breathless, as he pushes you to straddle him.

“can you blame me?” you retort, leaning back to admire him. the way he looks is nothing short of beautiful, with his skin dewy and his cheeks flushed pink, his eyes bright and his hair messy and damp. “how could anyone resist someone so pretty?” you continue, your fingers ghosting over his facial features, dancing across his cheekbones and his pink, swollen lips. he tilts his head to press a kiss to your palm, shutting his eyes momentarily.

“i love you forever,” he confesses, pressing another kiss to your palm. “infinitely.” he presses a kiss to your inner wrist, as light as a butterfly’s touch. “as many stars as there are in the sky.” his kisses travel up to your upper arm, to your shoulder. “as many galaxies as there are in the universe.” a kiss on your collarbone, with your heart in your throat. “till my last breath,” he promises, with a kiss to your neck. finally, he faces you, his lips inches away from yours. “that’s, if you’ll have me.”

to answer him, you break the gap between the two of you, kissing him fully on the mouth. the water’s long gone cold, but it’s not the cause of the shiver that travels up your spine when akaashi’s hands settle on the small of your back.

“i don’t have a really dramatic confession prepared like you,” you admit, earning a laugh from him. “but i love you, always.” he smiles gratefully, and kisses you again, his arms wrapping around your middle and taking you with him as he falls back again against the end of the bathtub.

bokuto kōtarō

━━ usually, you’re very resistant to your boyfriend’s pleading eyes. maybe a few years ago, at the start of your relationship, you wouldn’t have been able to say it with such certainty and ground. but you can safely say you’ve grown immune to it. sometimes. occasionally.

definitely not when it’s his eyes and another puppy’s staring up at you pleadingly.

“look at how cute,” bokuto repeats, his eyes leaving yours momentarily to stare at the small puppy. the labrador retriever puppy whines innocently, and you hold back a mountain of curses at the tightness in your chest. “can you look me in the eyes and tell me he isn’t the cutest thing you have ever seen?” he challenges.

you scoff, crossing your arms over your chest and defying him, “not when you’re the cutest thing i’ve ever seen.” compliments and flattery have always worked in your favor with bokuto, especially to distract him.

when he leans forward to pinch your nose cutely, you think you’ve won, but then he resorts back to playing with the puppy through its cage. “please, please, please!”

you sigh. “kou, you’re rarely even home nowadays,” you argue.

“but that’s the thing!” he responds. “now when i’m away for games, you have something to keep you company when you’re lonely.” it’s a compelling argument, not that you’d ever admit that aloud to him.

if you’re honest, you’re not even sure how you found yourself in this situation to begin with. it’d been a simple date with your boyfriend, a casual stroll in the park, with some pretzels and lemonade. it had been a complete coincidence when a pet adoption centre conveniently appeared out of thin air, and then you’d see it coming as soon as you saw bokuto spot it. it was no secret his love for animals, and you admired every little thing about bokuto, even having come to love any and all his flaws.

but really. who’s meant to take care of a puppy?

“bunny,” bokuto calls for your attention again. the puppy’s paw is resting above two of bokuto’s fingers, patting it softly. god, it’s becoming harder by the minute to resist. “for me?”

fuck it.

“okay.”

time freezes, bokuto with it, until it starts again all of a sudden, and a pair of strong arms are instantly suffocating you. as a high schooler, bokuto had been fairly strong for his age, always so big and muscly. now, as an adult, his strength had tripled, and really, you can’t breathe.

“baby, i can’t breathe,” you voice, lightly tapping at his back. he releases you momentarily, and you’re sure he’s never smiled at you this bright before. instinctively, because bokuto’s smiles and laughter have always been so contagious, you grin back at him, cupping his cheeks to force him to zone into your gaze. “this is a mutual responsibility though.”

he nods seriously, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “and it’ll be good practice,” he adds, with a kiss to your lips. before you can ask him what he means, he leaves you stranded and confused, going to look for an employee. it’s only when you’re walking hand in hand with him, on your way back home, with his other free hand carrying the small cage your new puppy’s in, do you realize what he meant. and instead of dread, all that bubbles inside you is warmth and excitement.

[halfpint55]

@oldpotatoe it arrived EARLY

And now some context!

On this epic shirt is is a quote from the iconic fic ‘feels like we only go backwards’ by legend oldpotatoe on ao3

Now if u follow me u know I’ve been loving the fic to the point of creation, being inspired enough to make art.

I love Ruby’s fic for a number of reasons. Firstly it’s Zukka and honestly that pairing is just everything to me.

But Ruby’s writing just makes it. A few times I’ve sat down, trying to write a comment about specific parts of her writing that I love and it’s HARD. Because the most beautiful thing about Ruby’s writing, what makes it special, is all the components of writing, all the little elements of it - they’re all GOOD, they’re excellent! - but more than that they slot together so smoothly that it’s impossible to chunk it down into pieces and break it apart to analyse. And the result is the most beautifully woven together story that you just MELT into. I’ve said this to ruby before but that fic just plays in my head like a movie as I’m reading it - it’s just that well written, with not a single word wasted. You get lost in it, and I honestly forget it’s not canon.

But I have to talk about how ruby writes sokka. Sokka is special to me. He’s a character I see a lot of myself in (I might even have a massive undercut at the back but we don’t need to talk about how kinning is my most recent coping mechanism so MOVING ON). To me he’s ADHD-coded and very much a bright, intelligent “gifted kid”. He struggles to follow through sometimes, he’s quick to react emotionally, he gets very insecure about his abilities and it affects his self esteem. Being left alone in the SWT there were high expectations of him, and again during the invasion. He takes a lot upon himself, and he’s a great leader but he’s never without the little voice in his head saying “what if you’re doing this all wrong? What if you fuck it up? What is everyone going to think of you then? Do you really know what you’re doing?”. I feel like sokka’s hyperactivity really manifests itself into overplanning - like he did for day of the black sun. He’s also so creative and inventive as adhd brains often are - he thinks outside the box and as Piandao said he “messes things up in a very interesting way”.

Sokka is one of my ultimate comfort characters and Ruby writes him immaculately. His fears, his anxieties, his difficulties with meditation and mindfulness, being impulsive. But also his humour and his charm. The way she writes his inner monologue and thoughts have had me WEEPING with laughter but also from the emotional sucker punch that is seeing ur comfort character wrestle with their problems.

This particular quote comes from a scene where Zuko is trying to teach Sokka to meditate and practice mindfulness - something I and a lot of adhd brains struggle with lmao - and Sokka, not actually being able to be quiet for two fkn seconds is being facetious, deliberately obtuse and snarky in classic sokka style that we all know and love.

And Zuko says to him “Insufferable, as always”. Now to me this is the most beautiful small moment. I have spent a lot of my life being very aware that I am too much. I feel like people with adhd become the funny friend so that we can ensure that people are looking and laughing at us on purpose, and for a good reason. Otherwise we risk being talked about for being too loud, too intense, too enthusiastic (because that’s ~*cringe*~), too passionate about our “weird” interests (that’s boring, who wants to listen to that). Simultaneously we’re not enough - we’re not punctual enough, not organised enough, not tidy enough, not paying enough attention, not listening well enough, not trying hard enough. We’re so aware of all of this. We spend our lives absorbing the idea that we can be tough to be around. But Zuko, when he’s looking at sokka and he says this, he does it with so. much. love. He does it with a smile. He’s saying “you’re insufferable AND I love you for it”. Not “you’re insufferable BUT” not “I love you despite your chaos”.

No he’s saying “I love you because of it. I love you AND your chaos”.

A slight sidetrack into a headcanon, I firmly believe Sokka struggles with Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria. He internalises and takes to heart the smallest comments of perceived criticism- he wants so badly to do a good job at being the planner and the protector that the smallest comments can just crush him (but he’d never let on). And so usually if anyone else were to call him insufferable he’d laugh it off “yep that’s me! Insufferable Sokka at your service” but deep down that hurt. He’s gonna think about that for days. BUT so secure is he in the knowledge that Zuko loves him through and through that “insufferable” doesn’t even phase him. He KNOWS it comes from a place of love. (It wasn’t easy for him to convince himself of it at first - it took a long time for him to check his RSD with Zuko but it’s paid off). He knows that Zuko is thinking “you’re insufferable and I fucking love you”.

So I got it the quote on a fkn shirt because yes, I’m insufferable sometimes. But that’s just how I am and I claim that for myself because I’m not gonna change. The people in my life that love me, love me like this. I’m not insufferable to them, to them I’m just me. So just as Sokka has an unconditional love in Zuko, the people in this world who are worth anything will love us in the same way.

And Ruby. Omg ruby. thank u for blessing us with ur writing (and this quote) amongst ur academic deadlines. We’re so lucky you choose to share ur incredible writing with us. And thank u for just rolling w my very intense brand of love for ur work ❤️ it’s hyperfixation at its finest and u matching the energy and the love right back has honestly just made me feel so much less self conscious about being “too much”. I’ve also gained some lovely zukka-loving mutuals from the art of Zuko’s interlude and so I have you to thank for the little zukka bubble that is my dash now 💖💖💖 (I’m never going back).

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

hi i just came across your account and its so fkn cute omf. if you dont mind would i be able to have a cake?

im 5'3 she/they with ginger and blonde hair (the blonde is just one huge ass streak) that comes to my shoulders. I also have hazel eyes and a shit ton of freckles.

I tend to be really energetic and loud most of the time and to be honest its one of my biggest insecurities, to most guys im the chick thats hot until she starts talking but to my friends its like im the funniest person alive so ig it works out. I cant stay still for very long and get grumpy when im bored which is why i try to distract myself with music or video games when i cant do anything else. Im decently athletic, i snowboard, figure skate, run, play basketball and im trying to take a shot at volleyball but the only reason i play it is so i can take my anger out by smacking the ball. I can also be extremely competitive when it comes to sports. I love partying and spend most of my weekends out getting fucked up oops but its honestly when i feel the most alive which causes me to be a little (or maybe a lot) reckless.

sorry i kinda rambled but id love if you get the time to answer this cuz im really curious to see who youd pair me with :)

@tweetyshit

Romantic Matchup

Nishinoya Yuu

How Y’all Met

Ok so you have been friends with Kiyoko since forever

So when she came to you and asked if you could help manage the volleyball team

Of course you said yes!

Your first couple of weeks were interesting to say the least

You had to get used to all these different personalities

But one personality you were particularly drawn to

Was Noyas :))

Maybe it’s cuz he acted just like you 👀

In that crazy let’s go commit arson kinda way

Now ngl he had the hots for you since he met you

But he fell in love with you when

You did the meat dance with him tanaka and Hinata 💀

So when the school started promoting prom

He just HAD to ask you

Although he was pretty shocked when you said yes 😳

It was a really fun night with laughs and dancing

And most importantly

Good food 👀

And when the dance was over he took you home

And asked if you would officially be his girlfriend

You two have been together ever since

What They Love About You

Omg he loves how loud you are!

Like seriously bb don’t be insecure about that

He absolutely adores how you can match his energy

Cause some people have told him he can be too much before

He loves that your athletic

This mans will do ALL athletic activities with you

You wanna go for a run?

Great he knows a good spot

You wanna practice volleyball?

Awesome! Stop by the gym!

NFSJHS

He loves your height

Because yes, your taller than him

But only by an inch

So it’s not noticeable unless you stand back to back

So to the naked eye you guys just look the same height

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ohh all the reckless things

You know that vibe where you just go to 7/11 and fight crackheads in the park?

Yeah that’s you guys

He just loves doing crazy things with you

Y’all are teens! You should make the most of these years

And what better way to do that then start a cult full of children you’ve found at the park 👀

Random Hc

You two raise Daichis blood pressure 😀

Like y’all just stress the poor man out

Oml noya can catch on to when your grumpy REAL FAST

And no matter what he will entertain you

Cause his s/o isn’t aloud to be grumpy 😡

He really likes to play with your hair

But...

He has called you a leprechaun before 🥲

Overall Aesthetic

Crackheads

[bellafarella]

You‘re in the twitter fandom as well right? How do you do it cause I always think I follow decent people and every time at some point they post something that makes me go ?? The cancel culture is rampant there. They think Noel should not be ‚stanned‘ cause he likes cops? They have a whole list of things Cam did that make him a horrible person?! Layla being in ep 8 is awesome but WHM’s daughter being in ep 12 is nepotism?! Why do people always hold celebs to such high standards?! I‘m really sorry to dump this on you but you‘re the only person I know who is on twitter and tumblr and I just got really mad at one account (that I also unfollowed) and I needed to vent. Maybe I just follow the wrong people? I dunno

omg yeah i am and honestly twitter is the worst. i only became active on twitter january 2020 so that i could live tweet for the final season of schitt’s creek but then i started following shameless accounts because s10 was also on and then they were gonna start filming for the final season so i’ve just been stuck there lmaooo 

i have met a lot of wonderful people on that app so i don’t regret it at all. the good outweighs the bad but there is quite a bit of bad. people are cruel but thats on any social media platform imo.

cancel culture is so extreme. i honestly dont get it. i get when it applies to people who deserve it like rapists, racists, abusers, homophobes, transphobes, etc, but like for someone who follows cops on instagram? idk if that warrants canceling someone. but twitter is very double standard when it comes to that because they’ll say cancel noel for following cops but won’t cancel emmy rossum for the same thing. they say cancel cam for all this bs that he’s apologized for already, but won’t cancel emma who has never once apologized for defending a racist, for being ignorant and so completely tone deaf. like it doesn’t make any fkn sense to me but i dont involve myself in it.

i stan cameron, noel, emmy. i don’t stan emma. but everyone should be able to stan who they want. you want to stan a known racist defender like emma? okay go for it. if i wanna stan noel and yall hate him because he follows a cop on instagram, go for it. 

omg yeah so it is very double standard too when it comes to layla and sophia macy being cast on the show. everyone is so hyped that layla is gonna be on but everyone hates that sophia is. i dont get why. if you’re gonna hate that sophia is cast because shes bill’s daughter than hate layla for being cast cause she’s noel’s wife. like we can’t hate one but not the other for the exact same thing.

i dont give a shit. it’s probably a lot safer that they are both cast seeing as we are still in a global pandemic. we know layla and noel live together so that makes it safer to hire her. sophia i think is young and could potentially still be living with bill or maybe moved back in, but either way, even if she didnt live with him, layla got cast, and so did sophia. we can’t give sophia hate but not layla. its completely hypocritical. i’m sure that they’ll both be great at the roles they were given.

and idk why everyone holds celebs to such high standards. i assume its cause they’re in the public eye and have these huge platforms to use to reach millions of people but they are still human beings. they’ll still make mistakes and fuck up and say the wrong thing. they aren’t gods. we cannot expect them to be perfect. just like with shameless, you expect it to be amazing, you’ll only be disappointed that it wasn’t up to your high standards when it airs. we can’t expect celebs to be perfect because we will be let down. 

honestly, just block/mute/unfollow whoever you don’t like. idk why thats a hard concept for a lot of people. instead they like to keep following and then send hate when they say smt they dont like or agree with. if i dont agree with someone or like the things they are saying then i just unfollow, mute, and/or block. there’s no need to start shit just cause i dont agree. 

idk who you’re following or not but just listen to yourself. if you see someone you’re following say something you dont like then it’s in your right to unfollow or block them. create the social media experience you want and that you’re comfortable with. it’s your account to do with what you want. 

sorry this was a long ass response but i hope it makes sense? <3 

Edit: I get why people are upset that Sophia is cast and not upset by Layla. Sophia was involved in the college admission scandal because Felicity (her mother) bribed her into college. And now she's cast in WHMs show. So I see why it doesn't sit well with people. It doesn't with me either but nepotism is a huge thing in Hollywood so I'm really not surprised by this one bit, and I don't think sophia is to blame since I doubt she knew her mother bribed her into school, but I could be wrong.

[australian-desi]

Qurbaan Hua ~ Episode 10-14: Of Murder, Bel-Gadis and The Death of My Favourite Character

There’s a lot of shouting, sorry in advance 

Episode 10

Wow he really had the audacity to ask forgiveness 

Do not tell me he’s the one that killed Saraswati 

He’s trying to intimidate her??????? With what????? 

She actually packs a punch, she pushed him right off of her

See this is the stuff I love about her 

SHE LOCKED THE DOOR FROM THE OUTSIDE AS WELL!!!!!! OMG WHAT A DAY IT HAS BEEN A TELLYWOOD CHARACTER WITH INTELLIGENCE 

And that’s on saying Sarasti instead of Saraswati you swine 

Where is this goddamn mandir, and why did she not take a car or something 

He’s found her (it’s not her fault, she tried her best to hide) and omfggggg she’s right next to a cliff 

I THOUGHT SHE DIED IN CHILDBIRTH OR SOMETHING WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS 

HE THREW HIS HEAVILY PREGNANT WIFE DOWN THE STAIRS AND HE WANTS TO BE THE HEAD PRIEST

HOLY SHIT 

OMG 

WHY AM I HERE 

AND HER COUSIN IS JUST WATCHING THIS HAPPEN

ofcourse Neil’s rakhi breaks just as is sister is dying 

NAVELI BE OUT HERE ACTUALLY JUSTIFYING KILLING HER SISTER WTAFFFFFFFFFFFF 

CAN NEIL LISTEN TO HIS GODDAMN THIRD SENSE AND GO GET HIS SISTER FFSS

WHAT DID I TELL HIM, TAKE YOUR SISTER AND LEAVE BUT NOOOOOO 

MANS IS KILLING HER RUTHLESSLY 

He’s also comparing a position to the love of his unborn child????????????

HOLY SHIT THIS MAN IS GOING TO PIN THE WHOLE MURDER ON DOCTOR BAIG 

KILLLLL MOIIIIII

I KNEW THIS SHOW WAS INTENSE BUT I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR A FULL FLEDGED MURDER 

IT TOOK NEEL AN UNANSWERED PHONECALL, BROKEN RAKHI AND A LECTURE FROM A SAGE TO GET OUT OF THE VEHICLE

NOT THE FEELING OF IMPENDING DOOM AND PANIC 

Here Daddy Pandit is preaching that all human beings are equal, and being Hindu does not make you better or worse than those of other religions 

If these are his thoughts, why does he refuse medical help from people of other religions, I do not understand 

Ummm surely the doctor can tell the marks all over her body are from being physically assaulted and not just from a trivial fall

GOTTA LOVE CHAHAT, WHO IS A FRESH NEW DOCTOR, WAS ABLE TO TELL THAT SOMETHING’S UP, SHE DIDN’T JUST FAINT AND NOT A SENIOR DOCTOR

ALSO SHYAM1.5 IS OUT HERE FULLY READY TO SHIFT THE BLAME AS IF HE BROKE A GLASS OR SOMETHING AND NOT FULLY KILL HIS WIFE 

Episode 11 

Neel, is still running around the house screaming for his sister when it is quite clear no one is there, so good on him

Again I say, for a doctor this man is quite daft - DOCTORS ARE TRAINED TO LOOK FOR ABUSE

The fact my girl has to conduct CPR in the hospital really shows how much it is lacking in medical technology, so I guess Anjali2.0 was fucked from the start

And he’s now talking to Daddy Pandit, who is continuing the pooja as if Neel isn’t even there 

VYASJI IS USELESS, GO LOOK FOR HER ON YOUR OWN YOU DIMWIT 

This dumbass doctor is asking him point blank if it is a case of domestic violence as if he will just admit to it

YOU CALL THE POLICE FOR THE INTERROGATION YOU DONT JUST CONDUCT IT YOURSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HALLWAY 

Pehla banda dekha jo pandit banne ke liye itne paap ekhate kar raha hai 

Also since when did pandits become gunde 

The baby has survived?????? Wow I am proud

Well this is just, holy shit, ummm, religion is an absolute joke when taken to these levels and like the joke is really all on them, because one of their own is a murderer/abuser/womaniser/manipulator 

SARASWATI GET UP AND MURDER HIM BACK COZ WTAF

CAN THE DOCTOR MOVE OUT OF THE GODDAMN WAY SO IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE SHE’S POINTING AT HIM

I KNEW THIS WOULD FKN HAPPEN

HOLY SHIT AND SHE’S GONE 

There goes the only person in Neel’s whole household (apart from Neel) that I liked 

These people are proper dumb, she was clearly pointing at the doctor 

AND IS NO ONE LOOKING AT HIS GLEE OF HIS WIFE’S DEATH

ITS DADDY PANDIT NOT GIVING A SINGLE SHIT THAT HIS DAUGHTER IS MISSING 

HOLLLYYY SHIETTT NEEL GO SEE YOUR SISTER RATHER THAN CARRYING OUT YOUR AINVAYI KE DRAMATICS 

GOOD NOW SHE’S DEAD AND YOUR KAMINA JIJA IS ABOUT TO GET AWAY WITH IT

Omgggggg why have they hit me with the manpain so early in the show, im going to cry 

Holy shiettt my dude is going to get so fucked over this, I can’t 

Episode 12-14

Basically, I’m just very triggered by this whole thing

Neel has lost all sense and is after blood, because murder as revenge does not count as a paap apparently 

Chahat is the only one with half a brain in this whole show, the person with the other half is now dead #rip #IAmStillTraumatisedFromHerDeath

Daddy Pandit is a horrible actor, coz I felt nothing, when he sees his daughter’s dead body, and the fact that I showed more emotion at Saraswati’s death 

Fake Kamini knows something’s up between Shyam1.5 and Naveli, and she does not bat an eye which is worrying 

When Neel ‘saved’ Chahat it was quite hot, it got me going (coz his whole body covers hers, and she clutches on to him tightly and that whole thing)

Ofcourse she faints coz she wouldn’t be an ITV female lead if she didn’t 

Gotta also love how dramatic Neel got, with the whole, the person who’s blood I’m after, his daughter is in my arms, and my sister would also want me to avenge her death

Neel darling, yes she does want you to avenge her death, but I really wish you were a bit smarter to know/bother to find out who actually killed her even though I know this whole thing is a mess, you are an emotional mess and can’t think straight, but please calm down and think 

Also, if I was Daddy Pandit or Neel I would’ve lost my faith in God a long long time ago, so proud of both of them in keeping this religion thing up

HAVE THESE CRAZIES REALISED THAT THE CHILD IS WELL AND ALIVE 

OMFG THAT IN ITSELF IS ENOUGH PROOF THAT THEY DIDN’T KILL SARASWATI

COULDN’T THEY GET A POST-MORTEM REPORT DONE AS WELL WHICH WILL TELL THEM SHE DIED FROM TRAUMA NOT FROM POISONING 

Awww that scene when Saraswati’s spirit comes to Neel to snap him out of his bullshit, that was sweet, hopefully he calms down and is able to get some much needed therapy, and go live happily with Meera

Who am I kidding

HOLY FUCKING SHIT, HE HIT HER WITH A BELL, AND IT FELL AROUND HER NECK, AND THEN LIKE A BEL-GARDI, HE IS DRAGGING HER 

OMG WE’RE LITERALLY AT THE POINT WHERE THE ABUSE HAS LED TO A COMPLETE DEHUMANISATION OF THE FEMALE LEAD 

ALSO ENJOYED THE WHOLE BELL HITTING HER MAANG, SO IT LOOKS LIKE SINDOOR - THAT’S VERY VERY FUCKED 

I CANNOT

WHAT THE FUCK

WHY AM I WATCHING THIS

We’ve gone from occasional forceful arm grabbing to tying a bell around the girl’s neck AND PULLING IT BY IT 

and I’m also lolling at the warning about how they don’t promote this behaviour

OMG DADDY PANDIT IS THE ONLY ONE WITH HUMANITY IN THIS WHOLE VILLAGE HOLY FUCKING SHIT (he’s said how burning the hospital down, going after their life, rioting etc. is not okay and is against everything he has taught his followers) 

NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS DID I THINK THIS MAN WOULD COME OUT AND BE THE MOST SENSIBLE

And he’s keeping her hostage, lovely 

It’s amazing how it’s taken them this long to call law enforcement

Well Neel has well and truly lost it, now he’s having another go at his dad

And Mami has found out that Chahat is in a room and coz of the blood/bell/sindoor situation has assumed that she’s Neel’s gf who he has just gotten married to

I don’t blame her, that’s on Neel locking a woman in his house 

Now I’m wondering can this show get even more fucked than it already is

[kyn19]

1 THROUGH 98! I WANT TO KNOW THE ANSWERS AND I CAN'T STAND GETTING THEM PIDDLING BIT BY PIDDLY BIT!!!!!

Lmaooooo what a fuckin Mood. Thank you!!!!! Also, you’re getting Drunk Kylie answers which are arguably the Best answers. For the courtesy of everyone’s dash, answers are below the cut!! <3 <3 <3

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Coffee mugs! I have a sizable collection lmao #WriterLife

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

omg such a tough one, both are aces. seriously I can think of so many combatting pros & cons!! the only fair way i can currently conceive is which i would want weed in. Which is lollipops bc (#UnpopularOpinion) pot makes chocolate taste bad.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

both are great, but def bubblegum.

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

“Pleasure to have in class” in true Gifted Child fashion

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

i’ll rate them in order: 1) can (absolutely preferred), 2) bottle if alone but plastic (lez be honest, Red Solo Cup) if with company, 3) glass (do not like)

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

#1 goth all the way. Pastel and Formal guest appearances

7. earbuds or headphones?

headphone, bc earbuds usually hurt my ears.

8. movies or tv shows?

first of all, how dare you. second of all, tv shows ONLY BECAUSE if all my fave movies were given tv shows so that they could last longer i would choose so

9. favorite smell in the summer?

idk i guess pool chlorine? dislike summer

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

bruh fuckin none. elementary school: too long ago to recall. middle school: escaped having to take gym at all. high school: had a medical excuse to take online PE. least athletic girl u know

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

i don’t have bfast bc eating close to when i awaken makes my tummy upset

12. name of your favorite playlist?

hmm 4-way tie between “#motivate #bitch” (gets me pumped to work) and “Friends Of The Illness” (my playlist of songs about and/or artist who are mentally ill) and “Ominous/haunting” (speaks to my creepy side) and “Bad Bitches” (self-explanatory amirite)

13. lanyard or key ring?

Key ring. Straight up I use an extra shoelace as my key ring string, despite owning multiple lanyards.

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

god another fkn hard one. Listen y’all, you dont understand how much of a sugar fiend i am. candy is my JAM. Starbursts, Sour Straws, Skittles, Jolly Ranchers...who can choose?!

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

“Ceremony” by Leslie Marmon Silko. Highly recommend!!!!!!!!!!!

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

laying down lol sitting is for suckers

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

combat boots like the gay i am

18. ideal weather?

low 70′s degrees (F*), intermittent showers during the day but clear starry skies overnight

19. sleeping position?

mostly fetal, mostly on my side but chest is towards the bed, one arm under the pillow under my head

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

Laptop. I used to love writing in notebooks, but ya girl got weak fingy joints nowadays

21. obsession from childhood?

pfft as if they aren’t the same obsessions i have now

22. role model?

so many!!!!! Jameela Jamil is the first that comes to mind

23. strange habits?

lmao i am ass-deep in idiosyncrasies, if you ain’t read the blog title already

24. favorite crystal?

i don’t know anything about crystals. does blue topaz count? cuz that’s my birthstone and i like that one a lot. i even had the foresight to pick that as my engagement ring’s stone in my utterly preposterous & failed relationship

25. first song you remember hearing?

oh wow, no idea. music has always been huge for me. probably either a Britney Spears or Mary J. Blige song???

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

stay inside lmao

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

WEAR SWEATERS & DRINK HOT CHOCOLATE, BITCH!!!!!!!!!

28. five songs to describe you?

oof ok, hard, but here goes:

“Here” by Alessia Cara

“Wannabe” by the Spice Girls

“I’m Just a Kid and Life Is A Nightmare” by Simple Plan

“No Daddy” by Teairra Mari

“Brick By Boring Brick” by Paramore

29. best way to bond with you?

i am straight up not easy to make friends with (bc my own bullshit, not trying to be pretentious), so bonding is hard. the best way is probably a combo of queer + memes + loves food + correct morals + being the dominant talker

30. places that you find sacred?

Libraries, locally owned coffee shops, Walmarts at 3am, playgrounds in the middle of the night, side of a rural road at 12am, my bed

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

Blazer + shirt with a titty window + high waisted plaid pants + platform booties

32. top five favorite vines?

OMG I LOVE VINES OK OK OK OMG I LOVE SO MANY SO HERE ARE JUST THE ONES I QUOTE THE MOST OK:

Josh Kennedy: “What’s up my name’s Jared I’m 19 and I never fucking learned how to read”

Sarah Schauer: [dont remember the beginning] “didn’t you..?��� “sleep in this? yes. mama needs A DRINK”

Evan Breer: “What’s up my & my boys are going to see Uncle Kracker - give me my hat back Jordan, do you see Uncle Kracker or no - *gasp!*”

Drew Gooden: “Road work ahead? Um yeah, I sure hope it does...”

Nathan Enick: “Yo how much money do you have?” “69 cents” “Oh you know what that means!” “...i don’t have enough money for chicken nuggets :( ...”

33. most used phrase in your phone?

bruh like how even am i supposed to answer this?? like texts or Siri requests or????? bc if it’s Siri requests then it’s 100% for arithmetic

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

Stanley Steamer. you kno the one

35. average time you fall asleep?

3:30am

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

bitch i’m a 90′s child of the internet, i was around the web before YouTube launched, i was there when the first modern memes were fucking conceived. i will say the biggest repository of meme culture that i was a part of was YouTube and icanhazcheezburger.com & its side-sites.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

duffel - Tie-Dye Girl from the Lindsey Lohan “Parent Trap” made quite the impression on me

38. lemonade or tea?

Lemonade! hate the leaf water

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

Lemon cake! Not a meringue pie girl saly

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

I’ve been to a lot of schools yo lol. My undergrad college was def the “weirdest” ofc, bc it was an art school lol. An instance that stands out was a string of “Solid Gold Clit” graffiti after a Sophia Wallace visit to campus right before i started there.

41. last person you texted?

My bff triad pals @backwardswriter and @bristarshine

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

damn tough call. Probably jacket pockets bc i’m more likely to have those as a lady who wears lady-targeted pants

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

Hoodie

44. favorite scent for soap?

Plum!

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Fantasy, though sci-fi is a solid 2nd. Not much of a superhero gal

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

.....underwear only. Sometimes an oversized t-shirt too.

47. favorite type of cheese?

Mozzarella!!!

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

I would want to be like a pomegranate, but i’m probably a nectarine

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

“If you hope for the best but expect the worst, you’ll never be disappointed.”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

bitch i’m a giggle monster, i taught myself to be easily amused as a survival mechanism.

51. current stresses?

My own lack of discipline.

52. favorite font?

oooooof i have so many ok. too name a few: Centaur, Garamont, Book Antigua, Times New Roman, Montserrat.....mostly Serif fonts bc I’m an old books bitch

53. what is the current state of your hands?

I don’t love my hands (how homophobic of me, I know). Currently they’re kinda dry and full of sandwich

54. what did you learn from your first job?

what kind of boss I like. also that my customer service voice is frighteningly pleasant

55. favorite fairy tale?

Original tale: Thumbelina. Adaptations: Snow White.

56. favorite tradition?

uhhh Thanksgiving feast I guess? i am not a traditions gal

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

I am very very fortunate to not have a lot or a severity of these. The ones that I’ve had the worst of are: gender discrimination/harassment as a woman, hardcore emotional abuse in a relationship, and heavy heavy mental illness

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Tangible talents: writing, lying. Intangible: A+ imagination, useless trivia.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“I support you!”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

like if Tokyo Mew Mew and Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni had a baby

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

Again, how dare you. Like literally, asking me to pick a favorite line from something is like asking what my favorite breed of dog is. Legit impossible

62. seven characters you relate to?

Ananka Fishbein (Kiki Strike series), Mermista (She Ra & the Princesses of Power), Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter), Gwen (Total Drama), Rori Gilmore (Gilmore Girls), Villanelle (Killing Eve), Andrea (St. Trinian’s)

so like all very- to semi-weird white girls lmao

63. five songs that would play in your club?

[by the term “club” i assume that i’m limited to pop and electronic music. even with the limitation, though, a super hard question]

“Talking Body” by Tove Lo

“Hot in Herre” by Nelly

“Because the Night” by Cascada

“Nails, Hair, Hips, Heels” by Todrick Hall

“Break Free” by Ariana Grande ft. Zedd

64. favorite website from your childhood?

pretty much any doll franchise’s site (Barbie, Bratz, My Scene, Polly Pocket, Diva Girlz, everGirl, etc you name it)

65. any permanent scars?

Yep. One by a dog scratch (it was honestly a weak/shallow/innocent scratch, i still have no idea why it scarred at all), and a few from a car crash last year

66. favorite flower(s)?

i don’t really like flowers? i usually just say Forget-Me-Not’s for ease

67. good luck charms?

bitch idk but i’m knocking on wood just from thinking bout it

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

you ever taste that chocolate Laffy Taffy? vile bruh

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

I am annoying enough to know how i learnt all my facts, but the funnest fact I like to annoy people with is that ducks have corkscrew penises evolved from their main form of mating being rape

70. left or right handed?

Right (like any ol’ simp)

71. least favorite pattern?

polka dots

72. worst subject?

MATH and also PHYS ED

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

One time whilst high, I put nacho cheese Doritos on a tuna sandwich. Winning combo, I’m telling you

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

My pain tolerance is straight up unpredictable, so like anywhere from a 3 to a 9

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

5 years old

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

Mashed potatoes

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

I am not a plant person. Moss.

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

fucking neither but i at least like coffee so i guess the former....

(i know, it’s tragic and barbaric that i dislike sushi, i wish i had another answer for you)

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

Neither lmao - I got them within a month of each other (six years ago) so they’re essentially the same photo.

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

Jewel!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

I mean those are the same bug so I assume this is asking about which terminology I typically use/prefer. Which i would say both bc I’m a cultured ho

82. pc or console?

I don’t game so I guess PC lmao

83. writing or drawing?

Writing but I like both

84. podcasts or talk radio?

damn neither lmao I can’t focus on non-music audio only. I guess talk radio, just bc I can do like ten minute radio segments at least lol

84. barbie or polly pocket?

both were lit but I had more Barbies

85. fairy tales or mythology?

not to sound like a broken record but FIRST OF ALL HOW DARE YOU? second of all, I essentially consider them in the same category at this point in modernity, so my answer is Yes.

86. cookies or cupcakes?

Cupcakes, but both are exquisite

87. your greatest fear?

spiders, heights, clowns, seeing bad things happening to animals, that my consciousness will exist even after death, y’know normal stuff

88. your greatest wish?

to transfer myself into one of my fave fictional worlds

89. who would you put before everyone else?

dogs, next question

90. luckiest mistake?

i make a lot of those honestly, so who knows

91. boxes or bags?

LISTEN I LOVE CONTAINERS OF ALL SORTS, YOU CAN’T MAKE ME CHOOSE, IM PANSEXUAL FOR A REASON

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

FLASHLIGHTS, BITCH

93. nicknames?

Ky, KyKy, Moonshine, SugarTits, Goog Bones

94. favorite season?

Autumn (yes i call it that instead of Fall bc i’m a pretentious ass bitch lol)

95. favorite app on your phone?

Tumblr, c’mon

96. desktop background?

Currently a digital art painting of a flowing stag in a swamp that I downloaded from DeviantArt. I change it every few months though (to other downloaded digital art from DA that I collect periodically lmao)

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

Seven - mine, my mom’s 2 numbers, my grandma’s, my pop’s cell and office (also my old office) numbers, and my childhood house phone number lol

98. favorite historical era?

Golden Age of Piracy, specifically bc the piracy lol

Thank you so much for the asks, this was so much fun!!!