#like not even 'i cant believe you've done this!' upset

[kittyhazelnut]

help I think people are genuinely upset with me for the newest chapter of my fic

[nativegirltapes]

pairing , toxic!rafe x sweetheart!reader warnings , angst + rafe just being a meanie

you often asked yourself how you got into situations like this, rafe was nice when you first started dating, what happened?

you and rafe were the definition of polar opposites, the epitome of it some could even argue. you were one of the nicest girls on figure 8, everyone adored you and wondered how you managed to be so 'perfect', if only they knew about your very imperfect relationship with rafe cameron.

everyone in the outer banks knew rafe had his issues, but you weren't one to judge him for it, you treated him like you treated everyone else, constant smiles and giggles, and maybe even extra because you always thought he was cute.

and maybe that's where you went wrong.

maybe if you had just kept your distance like everyone was telling you, you wouldn't be sitting in rafe cameron's truck at 1AM parked ouside your house arguing. what was supposed to be a much needed date night somehow turning into a fight, like it always did.

"no, i really don't think you understand." rafe huffed and furrowed his eyebrows while staring at you in the passenger seat, you looked so fragile and soft, but there he was yelling at you, getting rid of any innocence you had left before him.

"you're not letting me understand rafe!" you yell, fed up with his stupid argument that made no sense. "i get you have stuff going on, but you can't just shut down everytime i try to empathize with you!"

"i have no one y/n." rafe ran his fingers through his bangs, which were now greasy from how much he had been touching them. he had those crazy eyes, the ones that told you he wasn't sober and that he probably hadn't had a good nights sleep in days.

"you cant say that rafe. you can't say that you have no one." your voice was soft. you felt the tears forming, it wasn't even because you were angry or mad, but because you couldn't believe that rafe could say he had no one when he had you. did all that you've done for him mean nothing?

"see! you just don't fuckin' get it!" rafe gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

"i think you should just go home and get some rest, kay? we can talk in the morning." you open your door not even waiting for rafe to respond, just needing some alone time.

"seriously?"

you crawl your way out of the passenger seat, "goodnight rafe. please go home and get rest." you slammed the door. and before you could even walk away from his truck he went speeding off.

no matter how upset rafe had ever made you, all you ever wanted was the best for him, even if it meant slowly destroying yourself.

[pssyinboots]

The Dance- Wally Clark

ok this is my first time writing a full fic so i’m sorry if it’s bad,but please tell me what you think (also i didn’t know how to end this so it ends kinda abruptly)

you and wally have almost started dating about 100 times (it's actually 102 you've been keeping track). you guys even kissed on new years last year, but somehow someway you guys have never actually made it official. and then a new ghost appeared, maddie nears. and suddenly it felt like wally forgot about you and his only focus was maddie. you love maddie you really do,you're not the kind of girl to hate another girl just because you're almost boyfriend (of 102 times) decided to become fascinated with helping her live her death and solve her own murder.you’re trying to help her too.plus you guys have gotten super close, connecting over having crappy home lifes. you've seen how she helps the ghost and shows empathy towards all of them while also trying to figure out what happened to herself.

honestly you can understand why wally has become so enamored with her.it’s just been really hard to see wally spending all his time with her instead of you. he just wanted to help and make her feel welcomed and you knew that his intentions were pure. yet you still couldn’t help but envy her, especially when he chose to spend field day with her instead of with you breaking the tradition you guys have had for the past 5 years. but it's fine it's totally fine atleast y'all still have homecoming ,"so i asked maddie to go to homecoming", you swear you could of cried. your attention quickly transfer from the book you were reading to him. you look up to already see wally’s eyes on you trying to anticipate your reaction while gnawing on his lip."you asked maddie but we always go together, we've been going together for the last 5 years". you can tell wally is starting to get nervous, he's doing that thing where he slightly scrunches up his eyebrows and refuses to look at you."yeah i know but look it's only one night i just want to help her start living her death ya know and plus it's not like we won't be able to hangout too"

you're really trying to understand his point of view, but from where you're standing it just looks like he's leaving you behind and replacing you with funny, beautiful, kind, mysterious maddie nears. you quickly grab your book from the table, and hastily pushing your chair back causing it to make that horrendous scraping sound now you could stand up. "yeah ok i get it, you know what i actually have this thing i forgot about with rhonda so i have to go". before you can make a break for it wally grabs your arm, "hey are you sure you're ok", "yeah wally have fun with maddie i'll talk to you later".

you find rhonda in the teachers lounge with charlie, you probably looked like you got ran over by a car (again). as soon as you enter the room their attention falls onto you charlie is the first one to actually say something, “what’s wrong babes you look like you’ve seen a ghost”. rhonda rolls her eyes at his attempted joke before joining in “yeah cherry pop what’s up”. you try so hard not to look upset but you just couldn’t help it the guy you are in love with was replacing you with the new girl.“wally is taking maddie to the dance”. you tried so hard to keep you’re voice calm and level but you could hear it crack. “oh” they say in unison all you can do is flop down on the couch across from them.“yeah i think it’s actually over i lost him” you move your arm to cover your eyes now you can avoid their pity stares. “cherry pop you cant lose him, that boy is in love with you” charlie nods his head with that cute pity smile creeping onto his face. “yeah babes he is just trying to help maddie live her death and stuff you know he likes you and always has”. you peak at them over your arm,you really try to believe them, but there’s a part of you that been slowly growing over the past couple weeks that tells you that he’s done with the game that y’all are playing and he’s moving on. “yeah thanks guys i think im just going to go outside for a minute” you get up from the couch trying to avoid their stares and sympathy smiles and start your trek to the football field.

you lay down in the middle of the field and just stare up at the stars getting lost in your thoughts. you and wally used to always come out here when something was bothering one of you. it was your one true comfort, which meant a lot to you since there really aren’t too many comforting things about being dead and trapped in your high school. you were so far in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice wally laying down next to you. “heyy what’s up? rhonda came yelling at me to check up on you”, jumping slightly you turn your head to see wally already staring at you with that stupid cute concerned expression on his face .looking away from him you kneel up on your elbows sighing heavily hoping he’ll just drop it,but you can feel his stare burning into you. “ok so i know you’re just trying to help maddie, and i think that’s really sweet of you but i’m feeling sort of left behind”. you refuse to look at him scared of his reaction. you close your eyes tightly waiting for him to say something, “ohhh…… honestly i didn’t think the dance would be that big of a deal i mean we’ve been together for the past year and have been going to that dance together since you’ve got here and maddie’s never been so i thought it would be nice if i took her as friends ”.

your eyes pop open and you look at wally in shock “we’re together???”he cocks his head a bit raising his eyebrows “aren’t we?? we’ve been spending everyday together since you got here, im pretty sure you know more about me than my own mom.” he turns to his side now he can fully look at you.“yeah but wally you’ve never actually asked me to be your girlfriend ”. you look up at him with a confused expression trying hard to keep your head from exploding. “oh-i thought it was kind of just implied,remember new years when i said you were the best thing to ever happen to me and we kissed??” your face heats up reliving the memory. that was the best night of your life or well death. “of course i do but we never really talked about it since then”. “…oh ok that’s my bad. so then will you be my girlfriend??”. you swear your heart stopped. wally just looked at you smiling waiting patiently for a answer. “yes wally of course i’ll be your girlfriend” you swear you here him whisper thank god before he leans down now you guys were at eye level. your lips are about a centimeter apart, if either of you leans in anymore they would be touching. you watch wally’s eyes move between your lips and your eyes. “can i kiss you” he says softly while looking at your lips. you don’t bother responding just pulling him in by his gold chain. it was the best kiss either of you guys have ever had. it was way diffrent from the shy soft kiss you had on new years, this one was full of passion from the past 5 years.

you finally pulled away when you ran out of air and rested your forehead against his. he kisses your nose causing you to let out a soft chuckle and he slowly pulled away from you. “so should i tell maddie that she’s going to be third wheeling us at the dance ??” he questions while holding your hand running his thumb up and down your skin. you look up at him and quirk your eyebrow “you want me to go with y’all?? it’s ok wally i understand you can go with her as friends i just felt a little jealous”.he smiles at you and looks at you with adoration. “well technically she will be going with us.but yes there’s no way i’ll be hitting the dance without my girl.plus i can’t have you be jealous now can i ”.you just laugh and lean your head against his shoulder and he rests his head ontop of yours. “yes wally i’ll go to the dance with you.” “yes ok cool let’s go tell maddie” wally gets up aroubtly causing you to fall down into the grass “oof sorry babe” he gives you his hand to pull you up which you take and he leads you to go find maddie.

[cosmal]

hozier—

omg tell me what you think about hockey player!steve

omg ive done baseballplayer!steve but this is amazing shut up.

he's definitely a douche at first idc. that king!steve hockey player rep.

he's good. really good and he fucking knows it too.

he doesn't take shit from the ref. he'll yell about an unfair call or what he thinks is unfair.

he can get violent. fights about things that he usually starts. god. the bloodied noses. and when he gets pulled off some other guy, he's all smartass smiles with blood in his teeth. panting and shit ughhhhhhhh.

and then he notices you, of course, how could he not. you come to most of his games. he wants to believe you come for him.

then he finds out you're the coach's daughter.

how he's never met you before is beyond him but he really wants to. it's embarrassing really.

eventually, after a game, he runs into you leaving the coaching box.

because he's a charmer, he gets your number after a ten-minute talk he was lucky enough to get out of you.

you go on a few dates. the movies. the park. the arcade at your request. and he finds out, much to his delight or not he's not sure, that he genuinely likes you.

you're smart, way too smart for him, he thinks, funny, fucking hilarious, shy went you want to be and loud around your friends. worse than him, he thinks.

you're much more than the past girlfriends he's had.

when he finds out you've never skated before, he's amazed. being the coach's daughter.

he finds you a pair of skates straight away and takes you out on the ice.

"steve, im gonna fall on my ass."

"I won't let you. promise."

you shake like a leaf, gripping way too hard onto his hands as he guides you out onto the ice.

"alright, now stand up a bit - yeah that's it, baby. straighten your legs up."

"I can't."

"yeah, you can."

you do as he says and honestly, he's shocked you trust him this much. it hits him right in the gut.

"Im sorry, your poor hands."

"im fine, promise. had worse."

"I've seen the black eyes, steve."

"exactly."

he gets you so wound down, you don't even notice when he lets go of you.

he skates away from you, cheering.

"that's it! look at you go!"

"steve! what the fuck, come back!'

'you're doing so well, baby!"

eventually, you fall on your knees and feel like a complete fool.

he helps you up and he has it in him to feel a little bad.

"you okay? your knees okay?"

"just a little embarrassed."

"right. well, let's go get some food, yeah?"

eventually, you go to all his games just for him.

he blows you kisses before the game starts and comes up to the plexiglass after to fog it up and draw little hearts like a total cornball.

you've totally turned him into some lovely fool that puts king!steve to shame.

still, he gets into fights because he cant help himself.

he feels bad, really, awful, when he finds you on the sidelines looking a little upset.

he gets patched up by a medic and goes to find you straight away.

"your nose is bleeding."

"I'm okay."

you reach up and cup his face. "your lovely eyes, steve."

"I promise I'm okay."

"that's gonna bruise."

he lets you take him home and ice him up. he takes the scolding and the warnings because he deserves them.

"did you really need to hit him once he was down?"

"probably not."

"probably not. stop getting into fights, steve. you're gonna end up seriously hurt."

he promises to never get into another fight once he sees you crying.

he doesn't.

-

stopping the read more glitch <3

[lullabytaeyong]

R!Yeonjun - Not bad

TW: Selfharm (only brief scratching) and cursing

The day hadn't been going to well for the group so far. Everyone was irritable and tired. They were ready for a break. The final straw for Soobin was during dance practice. Their regular choreographer was out for a week so they had a sub working with them instead. He wasn't very friendly and had the worlds highest standards. His strong facial features made appear angry all the time. Soobin got sick of his berating comments and called practice off early. He was the leader and he was not going to let a random man tear down his teams confidence.

Yeonjun had been affected the most from his words. He already struggled with his self worth and trauma. Every negative word said to his face spun and circled inside his head, mutating into heavy self doubt. Was he really that out of practice to be called an amateur?  He bottled up the insecurities until he could let them out alone, which meant he struggled to pay attention and panicked when the man yelled at him. His hands shook as Soobin shouted back, telling him to get out. He froze up where he was standing and sunk to the floor.

At some point he was all by himself, staring down his reflection. Soobin had left with the others in a fit of rage to find their manager for help, unknowingly leaving Yeonjun to drown in his thoughts.

'You're so stupid. Fucking piece of shit. Cant do anything! Stupid idiot! Fucking dumb and weak. Always doing it wrong!'

Yeonjun broke down into loud sobs that were out of out his own control. He quickly retreated into his mind, searching for that warm safe space he knew was there. Suddenly feeling too worthless for the world and like he was a kid again just made it all worse. Yeonjun hugged himself as he cried into the mirror, terrible thoughts consuming him whole.

Soobin pushed the door open a minute later and jumped at the noise. His heart stopped when he saw the state Yeonjun was in. He immediately knew what was happening to him. Yeonjun noticed him in the mirror, as he ran over to the rescue.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm baddd!"

"Bad? You haven't been bad, sweetie. It's okay." Soobin said gently, sitting down in front of him.

"Nooo! Bad! I'm bad! I'm sorry!" Yeonjun started scratching vigorously at his thighs, desperate to find something to distract himself from the tsunami in his mind.

"Hey, hey! Junnie, baby don't do that. Hold my hands instead."

Yeonjun tearfully complied, letting Soobin's big hands wrap around his. He openly sobbed, all his pride melting away as he felt smaller and smaller. There were no societal rules to stop him.

"We don't hurt ourselves, sweetie. I know you can't help it, but we need to practice other ways to make ourselves feel better." Soobin explained clearly. The damage had already been done by little Junnie's nails. On each thigh were patches of bright red streaks, just barely breaking the skin. If they were lucky he probably wouldn't bleed much at all.

"Bad bad bad." Yeonjun muttered, continuing to shake his head side to side.

"Shhh, you're not bad. You've never been bad, honey. I'm not upset with you, I want to help you keep yourself safe." Soobin said carefully.

Yeonjun struggled to believe him. That's what people always said; that they weren't mad. It was always a lie. His old partner would say the same things just to throw poor Yeonjun over his lap and spank him until his bum was bright red. That loser ignored Yeonjun when he told him his headspace wasn't sexual and punished him like it was. He didn't want to accept it, but he was traumatized from months of staying in that terribly toxic relationship. When he finally broke up with him, Soobin found him sobbing on the kitchen floor and helped him pick up his broken pieces to put him back together. But, even two years later, Yeonjun struggled to trust him whole heartedly.

"Daddyyy!" Yeonjun cried, dragging out the y sound. So many memories were swirling around in his head and he just wanted someone to save him.

"I'm right here, Daddy's here baby." Soobin said, giving his hands a little squeeze. Yeonjun squeezed back twice as hard and rocked back and forth.

They were unaware of the faces looking through the glass of the door across the room. Beomgyu and Taehyun watched nervously, as their hyung broke down. They didn't want to intervene, Soobin seemed to have it under control, but it hurt to sit there and do nothing. Yeonjun was always lifting them up and showering in them in love. He never ended up in a puddle on the floor, crying his eyes out.

"Junnie, do you want Daddy to hold you?"

Yeonjun whimpered and nodded shakily. Soobin's hands let go and moved to his back, as he told him to crawl closer. His arms wrapped him up once he was on his lap, sitting sideways with his head on his shoulder. Soobin rocked slowly back and forth like Yeonjun had been doing before. The repetitive soothing movement seemed to work in calming him down, even if it was just slightly.

"He was so mean! C-Called me a bad dancer!" Yeonjun sobbed.

"Well, he must be blind. You're a great dancer! You work so hard day and night, always improving. We're so proud of you." Soobin murmured, carefully wiping some of his baby's tears away.

“I hate him.”

“You’re allowed to hate him. I hate him for upsetting you and being so rude. Daddy won’t let him talk to any of us ever again.”

Yeonjun replied by nuzzling Soobin’s shoulder. As he calmed down, his fingers found their way into his mouth where he sucked on them. Baby Junnie did it to soothe himself. Soobin stroked his hair and refrained from telling him to stop. He knew that Yeonjun was very vulnerable and instinctively doing things that made him feel safer.

“When we get home Daddy’s gonna wrap you up in your blankies, give you all the kisses in the world and put on your favorite movie. How does that sound?” Soobin said, planting two kisses on Yeonjun’s forehead. The little nodded instead of speaking.

His wide brown eyes looked up at Soobin, twinged pink at the corners from all his crying. He must’ve slipped pretty deep because he didn’t appear as focused as usual. Soobin understood. It wasn’t in his control. Yeonjun was his responsibility for the rest of the night and potentially morning.

At home Soobin did as he promised and made Yeonjun into a blanket burrito after putting him in a white long sleeve adult onesie. Usually the onesie made him too embarrassed to leave his room, but on occasion, he wore it naturally without a care in the world. The others took turns giving him hugs and kisses while Soobin washed up and made some snacks. He smiled at the bits and pieces of conversation he heard coming from the living room.

“No, no, no, Hyuka. Silvermist is great and all, but I think Tinkerbell’s the obvious choice..” Came Beomgyu’s voice.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kai retorted. Soobin could almost hear him rolling his eyes.

“She’s the main character for a reason! I don’t know man, I’m just saying.”

“Tinkerbelle pretty…” Yeonjun said softly through his fingers.

“Not as pretty as you ~” Beomgyu sang. He must’ve started tickling Yeonjun’s sides because the boy burst into shrieks of laughter, as did Kai who was suddenly under attack by Taehyun.

Soobin’s heart filled with quiet contentment. It warmed him to witness the love everyone had for each other. It was reassuring to know he had three other people to fall back on when he and Yeonjun needed them. Everyone provided their own unique types of care. Laughter, distractions, comfort, and more. It all balanced out to the perfect mixture of love that they shared.

[pandoraroid]

"Your Playful Werewolf Boyfriend is a Menace to Society" how wonderful

(very messy reactions & thoughts as i listen lol)

HIS ACCENT???? i have folded. erik does such a good job with accents

"why hello my love. i've missed you." :(((((( ivefyckingmelted

"i'm hungry." guy coded

"oh i'm always hungry for that. is my love offering?" JESUS

"my love" NO WORDS. IVE FUCKING FOLDED.

"it is quick, it's hot, and ready." yeah i bet it fucking is

"like someone else you know" FUCKING HELL

"tomato is the fruit" oh thank fucking god

DOORBELL RINGED MY GUY MY GUY MY GUY

"even pizza is upsetting... this is big" HE SAID THE THING HE SAID THE THING

"you must, my love. please?" WHATEVER YOU SAY GORGEOUS SIGDKDHDJDVDJ

"in a few moments i won't have thumbs to open the door... [laughs] oh yes, checkmate, my mate." FOLDED AND GAGGED

HE SERIOUSLY FUCKING SHIFTED FOR THIS SHIT I CANT BELIEVE THIS

the panting omfg

MY GUY MY GUY MY GUY

"hey, how's it going?" I'M FLOORED

THE VOICE???? HELLO????? I NEED HIM

"damn your dog is big. that's wild." actually collapsed when i heard that

IS THIS NONCHALANT GUY???? WHATHEHELL /pos ilovehim

"why is your dog wearing gym shorts?" a fashion choice "oh, love that." HELP?????

DID THE LISTENER SERIOUSLY SAY BUTT PROBLEMS AHAHAHAHAHHA WHY THE FUCK WOULD GUY SAY "oh, love that" TO THAT????? WHAT

"i have a wonderful butt. as you have said many times." OH I'M FUCKING SURE WE DID

the sulking is cute omfg

"apology accepted. now kiss me-" dear god i am knocking on your door i have seen the good you have done for others WHEN WILL IT BE ME-

he's so asher and guy coded. am crying (does this mean he's the pack beta or no what-)

"oh, have you heard the lastest pack talk?" MOR FOOLIVERSE TALBOT PACK MOR MOR GIMME MORE

"i don't know with your little text chats with the other mates-" THAT'S SO????? /pos

"davey's mate is talking all the time. they have secrets they csn't keep." first of all, DAVEY???? DAVEY???? IM SCREAMING second, ANGEL IS MENACE IS EVERY UNIVERSE AHHAHAHAHAHA

"when talking, his mate called him puppy." OH GOOD LORD AHAHHAHAHAHA THEY DID THE THING THEY DID THE THING

"no, it's good for him. he's too serious all the time. he could to lighten up." ASHER??? i get that this is an au though but I NEED TO SEE THAT SKGSKSVS

"and i see you've brought the gorgeous face. very generous." HOOOOOOOOO LORD

"i love you. very much. and i also love pizza when it's hot so we should eat." so guy coded 😭 but ilytoobby

uuuhhh uuuhhh last thoughts??? i'm loving au/anthology(?). and as someone who's only still starting to listen in shit (/pos), it's sooo much fun lolz so curious so find out about david in this au

[tonydaddingham]

https://thesherrinfordfacility.tumblr.com/post/727753998120140800

I was generally asking/ranting. Your ramble made perfect sense and I do agree with pretty much all of it. I have more I must rant about though and I hope you don't mind me throwing this all in your inbox. It's not aimed at you specifically, don't worry.

Why did this fandom decide Neil suddenly thinks Aziraphale and Crowley are not in love just because he said two scenes were not sexual? The oxribs could be taken that way if you want, but it wasn't written to be. The kiss had nothing at all to do with sex and everything to do with a desperate being trying to make the person he loves understand. Neil saying neither of those situations were sexual does not mean Crowley and Aziraphale are not in love. He's said the opposite, along with both Michael and David, far too many times for years now for anyone to believe that. And yet here we are.

Just a few weeks ago we were praising the kiss as smashing the queerbaiting allegations and now half the fandom is right back to saying he's never really thought they were a romance. Insisting that because he thought the idea was odd several years ago it must mean he's lying about it now. That he and Terry didn't plan it this way since at least 2006. Or, even worse, that he thinks gay sex is gross and would never put anything like that in without being manipulated into it.

Because he said sometimes an oxrib is just an oxrib and a desperate attempt at communication wasn't at all sexual.

It's been giving off very strong feelings of "this queer romance doesn't count unless they have sex" goalpost shifting. We've already had more than enough proof that Aziracrow are completely in love, but unless they have sex then Neil's just a queerbaiting liar? Do people not realize how alienating that is to read as an ace fan, even one who wouldn't mind a fun sex scene?

It's also spitting in the face of a man who's been an ardent ally for longer than most of this fandom's been alive.

This rant is about people telling me I'm wrong for supporting this beautiful queer love story because two male-presenting characters aren't having sex and so it doesn't actually count as a queer romance. This is about people telling me I'm wrong for supporting the man who gave us this incredible story because he said two scenes aren't sexual in nature and so he is nothing but a manipulative liar. This rant isn't about defending Neil. He doesn't need me or anyone else to do that.

(for anyone that wants it, a direct link to the previous ask anon has copied above)

hi again anon!!!✨ personal thanks from me - im always humbled (and never have any objection to) when someone feels they can come to my askbox with these kind of commentaries, it really does make me so happy that they feel they can!

i just do occasionally worry if sometimes what im reading as an upset/angry tone (not saying yours was, it was just how i read it!) is a direct result of something ive said/done. so again, thanks for calming my anxiety surrounding that, and popping back to clarify!!!

now idk, by nature of this being a rant, if you wanted to get any answers from me or my opinion, but you're on my boat and im the captain, so it's a bit tough-titties im afraid💕 and once again, will probably repeat a few things you've put more succinctly than i have, but fuck it.

honestly? i cant even begin to give you a basic answer, anon, because i just... don't get it. i think from the tweet exchange that (kinda?) blew up, people took neil saying, "Why did you see it as sexual?" a little bit out of context. to my mind, the op of that tweet literally referenced "The very end of season 2", and that's what neil was responding to (and later confirmed in an ask); the kiss was never intended as sexual, exactly as you've said.

i think possibly some have read it as him being shitty about the concept of sex and specifically in reference to aziraphale and crowley, cross-referenced this with other things he has said (again, more than likely never meant in the context they're being interpreted), and arrived at the above conclusion. it's strange to me, because he has categorically stated that their relationship is intended by him as the co-author as a romantic one. at the very least.

now, he (and sir terry) may not have personally intended them to be romantic at the beginning. but a) neil has been very representative of queer culture and identifications in his other work; the queer element in GO is not exactly strange to be coming from him (ie it's not a bolt out of the blue, and therefore would be potentially performative or queerbaity). and b) as i said in the previous ask, there is a lot of queer representation in GO, of all different types, including gay/lesbian rep. it's not just aziraphale and crowley that are queer in the story, and therefore easily deniable - that's literally not the case. so i do not understand, on this basis, where people can draw the inference that he is homophobic. i just can't - that's a pretty hefty con to have played for so long and so diligently.

i think, from what ive seen, that one of the things that people take issue with is neil's assertion that as supernatural beings, any label as to their sexuality or gender (and how one informs the other) is not applicable to them. i think this has been seen as dismissive of aziraphale and crowley being gay and/or potentially having a sexual relationship. in my opinion, this assertion is narratively clever. first of all - no, they are not human, so on a very base level, sexuality and gender as constructs do not apply to them. they are originally gender/sexless. but this i think only serves to show that aziraphale and crowley are multiple things, and none of those things, all at once. they can be anything you want or interpret them to be, until expressly told otherwise in canon.

on screen, their faces and physiques and chosen presentation however, to my mind, present as human males. but, being crass, we do not know what genitalia or body parts they may or may not have at any given time. they have never described their sexualities (although, in aziraphale's case, assumptions have been made by others). so if you want to interpret them as cis, or intersex, or trans, or non-binary (including non-binary, genderfluid, agender, or bigender), arguably all of those are correct! the only confirmations we have had, iirc, are that, between them, they have used "he/him" pronouns, used the title "Mr", crowley has confirmed he is not a 'lad', and he has previously presented as female. no, human constructs do not technically apply to them, but that leaves their gender and sexuality open to interpretation. i personally hc aziraphale as a cisgender, gay male, and crowley as a non-binary, but usually male-presenting, bisexual person. others may agree, others may not. that the beauty of it!

narratively, these are two supernatural creatures that are, however, going more and more native - they have assimilated to and absorbed a lot of how humans present themselves and interact with each other, on multiple levels. as supernatural beings, they are practically alpha centauri itself (genderless, non-human things that are in a constant orbit and relationship with each other - and then throw in the fact that they love each other deeply). as supernatural-beings-that-have-been-on-earth-for-millennia, however, they are arguably becoming more like what i mentioned above - human. this to me, personally, means that they may identify as male and nb respectively, and may identify as gay and bisexual respectively, and (again, imo) i think would - at this stage - be open-minded to the act of sex. but as i said, once again, in my previous ask - it's perfectly valid if others do not interpret their journey this way.

This rant is about people telling me I'm wrong for supporting this beautiful queer love story because two male-presenting characters aren't having sex and so it doesn't actually count as a queer romance. This is about people telling me I'm wrong for supporting the man who gave us this incredible story because he said two scenes aren't sexual in nature and so he is nothing but a manipulative liar. This rant isn't about defending Neil. He doesn't need me or anyone else to do that.

about the above specifically? im really sorry that you're being faced with this, anon. that is grossly and completely unfair. i don't think you necessarily need me to tell you this, but in case you do - imo, you are completely reasonable and justified for reading them as a queer romantic couple that, canonically, have not had sex (and that this has no bearing on their love story). romance and sex are not the same thing, one can and does exist without the other, and the concept of that separation is not deserving of being pathologised. whilst neil certainly doesn't need anyone to defend him, i think it is always still nice to support the author that has written a story this beautiful, symbolic, and illustrative - and imo, not deliberately misunderstand what he has or hasn't said✨

[dearweirdme]

“I'm still holding out hope that's it's all pr, but if it's not, then I'm just upset at the FS. I just wish kpop would stop doing it with how homophobic they are”

you didn’t comment on this part of anons ask so i’m not sure how you feel about it but i just wanted to give my opinion bc this ask rubbed me the wrong way.

to start because i don’t want to get misconstrued, kpop definitely does do fan service and baiting (i’m not saying queer baiting because real ppl cannot queer bait). and while imo it’s up to the fan to realize they’re being baited (not in every situation bc some ppl are good at manipulation)- especially in todays climate - and fan service isn’t always bad as long as the idols aren’t intentionally trying to trick you into thinking they’re together, it’s still definitely annoying and irritating because so many of these straight idols end up being homophobic but are participating in fan service and baiting. and of course the companies and kpop world root for baiting and fanservice but then turn around and be homophobic and not even allow idols to come out. a lot of korea in general too of course. then you have the straight fans who love the idea of their idols being gay for each other but then are homophobic and unsupportive of gay ppl irl.

so yes i definitely agree with the last sentence of anons message BUT calling taekook fanservice/baiting just rubbed me the wrong way. now don’t get me wrong i’m not saying they aren’t together but in this case let’s just hypothetically assume taennie gets confirmed tomorrow and taekook ends up not being real, that does not mean taekook was all fanservice/baiting and they’re bad for doing it. if we’re simply looking at it from a taekook isn’t real perspective (bc i know most here believes they are but just for this hypothetical in response to what anon was saying. i know i’m repeating myself a lot but i just want to make sure you get I’m not actually denying taekook) taekook have never done anything to suggest they’re together. looking at tae’s support of lgbt+ artists and hints that you take as him confirming he is or hints or videos you take as confirming taekook is real are simply how you took things in your own perspective. they’ve never done explicit baiting or fan service. they’re close and showing how close they are isn’t wrong and they aren’t at fault for what fans assume. it’s also not like taehyung has not said to “get out of your imagination” before - you cant say they tricked you purposely. what i’m trying to say is if taekook ends up being fake it is not the fault of taekook you assumed they were. yes idols often do stuff like that but taekook never have.

i hope anon and you get what i mean !!

Hi anon!

Thank you for your input. I don't think I'll agree on everything you've said, but let me cut up your ask in smaller sections a bit to discuss. I'm probably going to rant a little.

you didn’t comment on this part of anons ask so i’m not sure how you feel about it but i just wanted to give my opinion bc this ask rubbed me the wrong way.

Yeah, I try not to invalidate anyone's feelings. If someone's upset they can't really help it, even if the reason behind it might be based on bias/misinformation/whatever. I try to ease peoples mind by explaining pr-tactics, bodylanguage etc... more tangible stuff. And it's very complicated matter. There's fanservice, skinship, real connections... all those are mixed together and all of them can co-exist. I was confused about the differences between those at first as well. South Korea being very different from my own culture made this really hard to disect. So I understand why fans are confused about this. Especially with SK being homophobic and shipping between members being... normal. A lot of Kpop's standards are weird to me (being from Europe). I have a big problem with the constant mentions of dieting for instance. Young girls are so impressive and having your idols mention being on a diet so often seems wrong to me. The obvious homophobia is a big NONO. Idols not being able to date in general.... not great although maybe it does at first give them more privacy, but the backlash they get when they do get caught dating, wow! So yeah, not everything is great imo. I am very much aware though that cultures differ, and things that are weird to me are normal to them (the enlisting for instance, I've seen many fans angry at the SK govenment for having idols enlist... and it is very sad.... but then again, most of us do not live in a country that is always in a tense situation with their neighboring country, so we don't know what that feels like). I think SK is slowly catching up, but change takes time... and for a whole culture to change even more time.

to start because i don’t want to get misconstrued, kpop definitely does do fan service and baiting (i’m not saying queer baiting because real ppl cannot queer bait). and while imo it’s up to the fan to realize they’re being baited (not in every situation bc some ppl are good at manipulation)- especially in todays climate - and fan service isn’t always bad as long as the idols aren’t intentionally trying to trick you into thinking they’re together, it’s still definitely annoying and irritating because so many of these straight idols end up being homophobic but are participating in fan service and baiting. and of course the companies and kpop world root for baiting and fanservice but then turn around and be homophobic and not even allow idols to come out. a lot of korea in general too of course. then you have the straight fans who love the idea of their idols being gay for each other but then are homophobic and unsupportive of gay ppl irl.

There being fanservice in Kpop is not debatable. There is, plain and simple. I feel anyone who has been a fan for an extended time is aware of this. I feel most of army who aren't in an actual shipping part of fandom are real quick to point to every single act of intimacy as fanservice. The way I see it is that they make use of fanservice and skinship a lot to justify physical interactions between members. The over the top grand moments are fan service and the more subtle moments they are able to classify as skinship (which is way more normal in SK than in my country for instance). Fanservice isn't bad. Most bands and artists do fanservice, some just do it more naturally than others. Fans should know that not everything an artist does is his/her/their natural behavior... not everything is spontaneous. Artists go through media training and probably also through training to make them appeal to fans more. I use Jk's flirting in lives as an example of learned behavior, because to me those flirty comments (although hilarious) seem prepared/learned. I do think for younger fans this is hard to understand at first though. You don't want to think of your idol as someone who 'tricks' you with their learned pr-behavior. You want to feel connected on a personal level, so you ignore the business side of things. It's happening now too. I'm calling out certain pr-tactics (which is normal for any artist) and yet I get hate for it. Artists always (!) come with a portion of business, they aren't able to do what they do without it. I’m not sure fanservice is supposed to look ‘queer’, I often feel the intent initially (in kpop) was to make it look obvious that it’s fanservice, but some artists just have such great chemistry that it’s easy for fans to start believing it. And once that seed has been planted, it’s hard to get rid of. But having a ‘ship’ alive and thriving isn’t actually bad for business, so labels probably don’t mind much (and might even encourage). It keeps the ships alive, but there will always be enough of army to immediately call "Fanservice" to 'defend' their artists.

so yes i definitely agree with the last sentence of anons message BUT calling taekook fanservice/baiting just rubbed me the wrong way. now don’t get me wrong i’m not saying they aren’t together but in this case let’s just hypothetically assume taennie gets confirmed tomorrow and taekook ends up not being real, that does not mean taekook was all fanservice/baiting and they’re bad for doing it. if we’re simply looking at it from a taekook isn’t real perspective (bc i know most here believes they are but just for this hypothetical in response to what anon was saying. i know i’m repeating myself a lot but i just want to make sure you get I’m not actually denying taekook) taekook have never done anything to suggest they’re together. looking at tae’s support of lgbt+ artists and hints that you take as him confirming he is or hints or videos you take as confirming taekook is real are simply how you took things in your own perspective.

I think you are trying to say that Tae and Jk have never done anything to blatantly state that they are together. They have not been obvious about it, so us interpreting situations would have been us interpreting things wronly and therefore we are to blame for misunderstanding (did I understand you correctly). I do agree that they haven't intentionally been obvious about it. I feel very strongly that they do not intent to out themselves and that they even try to protect their relationship from being outed. There have been many moments that I feel their feelings were obvious, but we weren't supposed to pick up on those. In general, because at times they might have felt a bit more bolder, I think they want us to think they are really close friends. I do also feel though, that Tae and Jk have done fanservice (so maybe we disagree on this a bit). I think things can be both. Jk sitting on Tae's lap during the Las Vegas show to me was both fanservice and them wanting to. It’s like getting to do a part of your job that you really really enjoy. From a business perspective it would also be weird to never have Taekook do fanservice together, because they are obviously close, they are in the top physically affectionate members, and all members do fanservice on occasion. I think these things can co-exist. I feel fanservice comes so easy for Tae and Jk though, they just melt into each other. The way their bodies operate around each other is so lovely to see. Can we be mad about them doing fanservice? No, it's part of their jobs. Can we be mad at fanservice in general? Honestly, it would make fandoms lives so much easier if they were to tone that down a lot. Because it is confusing and it makes fandoms argue amongst themselves. Labels make use of that, because an argueing fandam means it’s very much alive.

they’ve never done explicit baiting or fan service.

I agree on the baiting, disagree on the fanservice. Fanservice is part of the job though, while baiting I would classify to a more personal level.

they’re close and showing how close they are isn’t wrong and they aren’t at fault for what fans assume. it’s also not like taehyung has not said to “get out of your imagination” before - you cant say they tricked you purposely. what i’m trying to say is if taekook ends up being fake it is not the fault of taekook you assumed they were. yes idols often do stuff like that but taekook never have.

Absolutely, they should definitely be able to express their closeness how they want. It's wrong to assume intimate behavior between men can't be romantic, but it's also wrong to assume intimate behavior between two men automatically makes them queer. My believe in Taekook stems from all things combined, the frequency of intimate behavoir, the body language, patterns in behavior, clues about queerness, the way I feel they were being hidden.

I don't know if my answer is satisfying, or comprehensable even... it's difficult matter and I feel I’ve just been babbling here 🙈.

[mylifeisactuallynotbad]

I've never been less sure of myself than I am now. This whole situation has me confused.

I dont understand how we went from close as anything to awkward and distant.

You tell me my attitude is bad and that I'm not helping myself. You blame my smoking weed. You say tough love is the only way for me to change. You're done being nice.

But you haven't leant me an ear, without giving me a laundry list of tasks to do.

Im so overwhelmed. I want to die again. Doing anything is a struggle. Im playing happy around you now.

You had no patience for me when we moved. Even though i was sick, and depressed, and going through a shitty move, struggling with home. Weed isn't the healthiest coping mechanism I know.

I cant expect you to be there for me always, I understand.

You act like you have done no wrong to me at all, can I be upset with the way you're treating me? Or am I being entitled? Am I being a bad person? I'm being needy.

I havent changed. Why do you not want me anymore?

I don't know how to fix it?

I just want it to feel like it did a month ago.

When you look at me, I see pity, I see you look at me and think I'm less than you. That I'm being pathetic.

You say I'm doing that thing you hate, but i feel like it's the other way round? You always disagree with me now. Even when you agree with me, you make it sound like I was saying something else. I don't point it out because I can't stand up for myself. It always ends in me being wrong.

My memory is so so so bad.

I can't trust myself because I don't remember.

But when you say I've been horrible, how am I suppose to defend myself.

My friends don't like the way you speak to me. I don't like the way you've been speaking to me. We're like strangers.

Youre moving on with your life - when I get sad we aren't as close, you tell me that you're busy and I can't argue with that. But I just want you to understand.

I still love you, but all you talk about at the moment is how cool you want to be, how busy you are and how difficult it is being that busy. If I say anything in response to these points, you shoot whatever I say down. Even if im being supportive.

You didn't even ask me what I got up to when you were gone for 3 days. You didn't ask me how it was with Lauren.

You say E believes in you more than me because you will excel. Like I wasn't believing in you enough.

You take my worry about you burning yourself out, and you turn it on me- like I'm saying you can't do anything.

Things i say are met with an eye roll, like I don't get you anymore. Like I don't understand. You're more mature- you're more "cunt".

Its all you talk about. I feel like we only talk about you.

You asked me for my opinion on your spending, I think you spend beyond your means. You owe me 3,500, and other people too. I don't mind that, but you're spending 100s on clothes. Are you saving? It's a sore subject.

Im trying really hard to reach out but everytime i do it gets shut down. We haven't hung out in weeks. You haven't tried to cheer me up. You make a comment that upsets me.

I know i need to try harder. I just cant make myself do things. I AM TRYING. its so so hard.

Im still here, I'm still eating, I'm going to work and doing work. That is hard for me. But it isn't enough for you.

[presidentofclaudeloving2024]

You know watching this now again and I just know I'm probably not the only one bringing with up but!

Watching this again now and SEEING aziraphales face AFTER they kiss is so fucking heart breaking too. You can see his shock, the unbelievable "wtf" just happened at first. Then him in near weeping, saying "I! I..." like you KNOW he wants to say I love you. HE WANTS TO FUCKING BADLY. But then he starts to really realize what just happened then. Its catching up to him and you see it. He's FURIOUS too, he's so upset and heartbroken that this happened NOW of all times. That crowley had the gall to just.... screw it and ball as we would say jokingly. Aziraphale is also just enough of a bastard to realize this and goes ahead in anger saying "I forgive you" instead. HE SAYS IT IN A MOMENT OF HEAT AND ANGER AND SADNESS BECAUSE HE CANT EVEN BEGIN TO VOICE EVEN MORE SO AFTER SUCH A KISS. Anyone one of us has been in such a moment, where shit hits the fan and you just can't in that moment. You get so heated enough yourself you just do it. You say something that will punch the other person or the situation in the FACE because you are so upset and devastated at what has just transpired. And then you can tell right after he regrets it. Then THAT is catching up with him and he AGAIN can't believe he said that to the LOVE OF HIS LIFE. But he's SO FURIOUS and UPSET and it's so goddamn messy.

He tries to stand ground at first, he's trying not to REGRET what tf he just said to Crowley. But then more weeping happens, he definitely crying slightly at this point. He touches his FUCKING LIPS as a reminder that yes aziraphale, you two just confirmed what you've been feeling for each other in the last 6000 goddamn years. What you two have for each other is the most human thing to exist. Your IN LOVE with him. Vice versa. And you can tell he wants to cry then. He's trying to hold it together but my god is he DEVASTATED, HEARTBROKEN, SO FUCKING LOST. He wants to cry his heart out about it, failing so miserably on holding it together still until the Metatron finally comes back in and then it's back into the fray for him. Back into keeping it together the best he possibly can because ofc crowley gave him an answer. Was it an answer he wanted?? No absolutely fucking not. He even tries to tell the metatron that maybe just maybe.... he's not ready to go yet. He... he needs to find crowley again. They need to talk, THEY NEED TO FUCKING TALK. But the metatron makes it very clear that that's not happening and aziraphale well. Aziraphale tries to keep it together again and... leaves. Lies to himself at that point that he'll be fine, KEEP IT TOGETHER AZIRAPHALE DONT THINK ABOUT IT DO NOT-!!!

But then crowleys there, watching and waiting. Like he's always done, ESPECIALLY after season 1. He's just like aziraphale in that moment when they see each other from across the street. They both don't want what they had changed and yet EVERYTHING has changed. No way in HELL can they go back from that now. And ofc we know what happens then post credits..... for anyone saying "wtf aziraphale" after this season?? I get it. I do but.... aziraphale is just as DEVASTATED as the rest of us. He is in so much pain and uncertainty and this time around?? He won't have crowley right next to him to help it out on any of it. Because crowley is just as heartbroken and devastated as him. They both are such a mess and I can't fucking believe I got all of that from just Micheals and David's acting ALONE. These two DESERVE a season 3, HELL MAYBE EVEN A SEASON 4 just so they can play their little hearts out as these goddamn characters. The emotions through ALL of this scene is a goddamn master piece and now I'm going to sob for like an hour thinking about it again THANKS.

Crowley's confession + full kiss scene

Edit: better audio <3

[ebdanon]

we're a different breed of christianity here so easter is tomorrow and she asked what plans we had for lunch. we said we had none aside from visiting my family as tradition some time during the day. and she went off. it was 7pm when she started, it ended at 11. so when she asked what shes done wrong toward me, i said "do you want me to behind with how you've called me a piece of shit, or do you want me to end with how you've caller me a piece or shit?" which left my fil speechless and my mil claiming shes never done that. and my husband butted in about how she's shit talked my family members - dead or alive, who she does and doesnt know, like a phone book. the names she's called my husband. how she keeps cursing everyone (its difficult to translate from my native language but it's basically something like "if ive ever done that i should drop dead right now, or if you dont do this i will drop dead right now, or i swear i have/havent done this on (insert person's) life) which is largely considered a sin here. she's cursed my niece that way so many times since we've been here, swearing on her life. the poor kid's been sick every few weeks. im not saying im superstitious but im a little stitious. she stopped mentioning the niece and started mentioning her own life. a bit later was when the oven door incident happened. i cant not be a little stitious. last night she cursed my husband and i's any future kids me might have, and any kids they might have. shes done that before but my fil never believed it because he wasnt around to hear it, until last night. i spoke up and started talking back and she let completely loose and for the first time my fil heard all the things she'd been saying he didnt believe. they slept in separate rooms after. last night's additions to the spreadsheet include how well i keep fucking my husband over to ruin his life and the relationship he has with his parents because i control him, and my parents control me; that we dont need to involve ourselves in anything theirs, we can go be happy with my parents since we're so happy listening to them; that my shit grandma told my mil how whatever my nice grandma gives her she should throw out because it's likely cursed with a spell; she also made up that the nice one said the same thing about the shit one which is impossible because she's not the one that believes in that kind of bs;

anyway, i was so over it i told her to please keep talking, so i would finally actually start recording her like she accused me of doing, so maybe we can actually make something from the scenarios she makes up in her head. because apparently she sees me as the worst thing in existence, like hitler (i wanted to say the devil but i didnt wanna go into her imaginary witchcraft bs), in charge of directing the movie where everyone is against her. she kept making up more and more things i dont remember half of it tbh, im gonna chat with my husband to jog my memory some time in the next few days. many times in the past, shes left the room claiming she was going to call my parents to ask them to stop giving us instructions. she did that last night, came back waving the phone around and her mask slipped when she noticed the phone was hung up. she got even more upset as to why my mom would hang up. my fil was appalled and grabbed the phone from her. hes the one that likes being in charge of airing dirty laundry to the public (he's shit talked his kids to coworkers so many times, in front of his granddaughter, my niece, that reports to her mom, my sil, who tells us all about it). i got texts from my family asking if im okay and whats happening, everyone was concerned, so i asked my mom what happened. she said my mil called her a bunch of times in a few minutes, screaming about something she couldnt get (im sure she know what that something is but doesnt want to say it) and i asked how many times has my mil done that. she said she didn't really remember. so, many times id guess, each time she threatened to do so maybe. i asked my mom to tell me next time she does that.

mil said she's call my whole family in the morning to let them know how horrible we are, and how we treat her badly. she went downstairs to talk to my sil for a good 15-20mins, and thats when my fil continued berating but not screaming. asking why i didn't follow doctors recommendations from the doctors he recommended. i told him bc the recommendations dont make sense, just as they didnt last year for his son and he was the one to say so. i shared about some horrible experiences with other doctors ive had which shook him. one obgyn told me id never be able to have kids after learning ive been on birth control for almost a decade at that point. she was wrong of course, so i stopped going to her, but her saying that shook me. i got a second opinion. i know fil wants a grandkid so i threw that at him, skipping over the birth control bit because my in laws hate that im on in, side note they also think tampons are unhealthy (what i use). i told him it doesnt make sense to take meds if the doc seems incompetent to ME, and i have no medical experience. you dont look at a young healthy thin person and throw beta blockers because of high blood pressure that miraculously goes down on its own after a few hours. especially since i was under observation at the hospital the first few times and they administered them to me and nothing happened. he wasnt listening the whole time and tried twisting some info around but i think my husband and i got through to him. she came back and continued screaming, calling me names, saying im the same as her sil(the one she claims is a witch) and i kept calmly responding. she asked what gave me the idea she has a problem with me and i listed off all the curses and shit talking, she said im imagining it. started making excuses. how she didnt shit talk my aunt, i misunderstood, she was just upset her son wasnt well. ah, but ive been staring at that spreadsheet for so long i have the quotes memorized. and started shit talking her again. that's the only time i yelled. i screamed "you are doing it right now". i dont scream. im a very quiet person. i had to be quiet growing up with my parents who are similar. the room went quiet when i screamed. and she left.

anyway, woke up today to her screaming at her husband again, she screamed at him last night too because he wasn't on her side after we talked to him while she was downstairs. she called my sil after everything, my sil learned all the issues mil has are actually from my fil. he's the one filling her head with garbage and she's too easy to upset. but they both have different talking points and lie a lot so i find it hard to believe.

i have other notes i forgot to mention throughout all this but i have to go now

<3

im surprised your husband is a normal human being after being raised by those crackpots jesus christ 😭 im glad you’re standing up to them because they sound like absolute nightmares to deal with day to day

also the beef she has with your parents is absolutely crazy

[i-arch-my-backula]

Howdy! I absolutely love your writing!

I was wondering if you could write for Bo Sinclair, Michael Myers, Billy Loomis, and Stu Macher where they think their s/o did something and they get into an argument. Hurtful things are said/done and the slasher later finds out that their s/o didn’t do it. Hurt/comfort vibes, that kind of thing.

Wether you do or not, have a great day!

-♠️

Omg a new anon hiii it's good to see you welcome in. Ok but I cant totally do this for you. This might be a bit angsty because that's how I interpreted it but whatever I'm so happy to have you here. Anyway I hope you enjoy this.

Slashers apologizing to their s/o

Includes: Bo Sinclair, Michael Myers, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher

Warnings: Strong language

Bo Sinclair

You're outside the church late into the night. Your face is red and puffy from crying, your head is pounding from the tears. They've slowed down but still are coming. Bo came to you with a broken picture frame of his parents and accused you of breaking it. He knew you were cleaning earlier and he thought you broke it and never told him. The truth is you've never seen that picture before. It was in his fathers office and you've made it a rule for yourself to not go in there out of fear.

The two of you yelled back and forth for a good ten minutes about how you didn't do it and him not believing you. He told you to get of the house and you gladly did. You don't like seeing him get angry, you've seen what he did to tourists who got on his nerves. You're quietly crying into your hands when you hear gravel crunching. You wipe away tears and look up to find Bo walking over. You sniffle and look away. He's quiet. But you're still scared to find out what he's gonna do to you.

He takes a seat on the steps next to you. There's a few moments of silence between you two before he finally speaks, "I uh didn't know Lester was in the house earlier," He says pulling out a cigarette, "He told me he was the one who uh broke the picture on accident," He lights it and takes a puff, "I should've listened to you darlin. I don't think I've ever even seen ya in the office."

"I try to avoid it," You palm away a few tears and move your head forward, still not looking at Bo, "I told you I didn't break it. If I did I would have told you."

"I know that honey. I just don't know what I was really thinking," He puts a hand on your thigh, "I guess I'm tryin to say I'm sorry." You look over at him a little surprised.

"Well thank you Bo. I accept your apology."

Michael Myers

It's a few days away from Halloween and earlier in the day Michael came to you seemingly upset. But you could never tell with him. He signed to you that he was missing one of his masks. You told him you never touched any of his masks but he never really believed you. Things got scary when he cornered you in the kitchen and you pulled out a pan to defend yourself. But thankfully he didn't touch you. He simply left out the back door and hasn't come home since. It's dark out now and you assumed that he was gonna spend the night outside.

When you heard something plop on the kitchen table you knew he was back, you just prayed that he didn't bring back any dead animals with him. You get up from the couch and walk into the kitchen. Michael is there, on the table is a bag of Halloween candy he must have gotten from a store. It also happened to be your favorite candy. You noticed the missing mask in his hand. You wanted to tell him that you were right, that you didn't touch his mask, but you knew better than to tap the glass.

"Thank you Michael. I appriciate this." This is the closest you'll get to an apology from him, you both know that. But it's still sweet to you. You open the bag of candy and take out two packets. You hand the second to Michael. He takes it and lifts up the bottom of his mask. You're just glad the fighting is over.

Billy Loomis

You're in bed, face wet with tears after Billy accused you of stealing his mask. You swore up and down you never did but that didn't stop him from yelling at you. He's never hit you but sometimes his words really know how to get you deep. That was hours ago now and you just want the night to be over. You're wondering if he's going to break up with you, or worse. You hear your phone ring on your night stand and you pick it up.

"Hello this is y/n. I'm sorry to say but I'm a bit busy right now. Can I call you back?"

"I can clearly see you're not busy babe," It's Billy. You sit up in bed and look out your window. Billy's outside waiting for you. You hang up and open your window to let him in, "Thanks doll. Look I want to apologize alright? Stu borrowed the mask without letting me know before hand and I shouldn't have yelled at you."

" I know Billy. You need to be more careful with what you say you really hurt me."

"I know and I'm so sorry baby. I hope you can forgive me." He holds open his arms and you accept his hug. You rest your head on his shoulder and sigh.

"Just promise me you won't yell at me again ok?" Billy holds you close and rubs your back.

"I promise I won't. I love you Y/n."

"I love you too Billy boy."

Stu Macher

You got very concerned when you got an angry call from Stu asking why you ruined his 'good blade'. You were totally confused as he ranted on about how is good knife was ruined now because of dents and rust from someone leaving it out. You were messing around with it, with his permission but you always put it back where he kept it. You told him that you didn't do anything to it but he wouldn't listen to you. So you decided to just embrace the sadness tonight. You put on a Cassette of The Cure and turned off the lights.

Your eyes grew red and face hot and wet from crying. You're clinging to your pillow when there's a knock on the door. You pause your music and wipe you face off with your hands and go answer the door. When you open it you're greeted with Stu holding a VHS tape in his hand.

"Y/n hey I'm sorry about yelling at you. Billy borrowed the knife and didn't tell me until tonight and I feel really bad," He holds up the tape, " I rented that cheesy slasher movie you. I just thought it was the least I could do." You can see the regret in his eyes. A small smile grows and you step aside to let him in.

"Thank you baby. I forgive you. Now I'll go make some popcorn for the movie." He walks in and presses a kiss on your cheek.

"I love you babe." He says

"I love you too." You reply.

[cpunked]

Boring is one thing you've never been. Larry loves you too and hes good with babies and kids. The apple didnt fall far from the tree. I dont trust him but I'm not going to be biased here. Do you trust him? You've known him longer than I have and better than I do. I want you to be happy. Does he make you happy? You've never had to share someone. I'm not sure you can because face it, you have a healthy ego. It seems to have wavered a bit but you know who you are, what you've done and theres a lot of people that love you or could if you let them. Jamie, Mox. Ricky and myself come to mind right away. Do you love him? Can you walk away and not let him pull you back in? You need to do what's best for you and Matti. Matti is loved and will be fine with or without Max. If you take him back and he does it again, I may have to kill him. That is unless Jamie or Mox do it first. Max happened fast. If I remember correctly you were still hurt and processing everything with Jon when Max swooped in like a white knight to save you. Was it love, lust or to say he could. He's hard to read and enjoys saying shit to upset and shock people. I'm dreading this feud with Adam. I'm not sure he can control his mouth. I never thought the locker room shit would happen but he cant take anyone's critiques, even yours apparently. Why believe Alicia over you? And then theres the whole Mariah shit. I don't like how hes treated you. I am glad you didnt meltdown this time....or did you? I think he stressed you out and your brain turned off briefly because you were overwhelmed. I blame him for the tia and if that's the case, what happens next time he stresses you out. I'm worried about you.

Was it the chicken soup or the idea of me being a doctor that caused you to ghost me? I'm going to let you off and think you were so sick you didn't notice my message because I know you wouldn't just ignore me. We're too close for that. @drbbakerdmd.

[finn-writes-stuff]

Could I request angst for Heisenberg with an reader that bottles up their emotions of feeling unwanted or a bother to him, even though they try to be helpful, they feeling a bit clingy and annoying and it eats at them and instead of making a wise ass comment back, maybe something Karl says or yells just breaks them? Hurt comfort please? Need my feels 😔

Angst is very satisfying to write sometimes

Karl Heisenberg x Reader

Fandom: Resident Evil Village

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Heisenberg being kind of shitty, yelling at the reader when they've done nothing wrong.

Gender-Neutral Reader

RE8 Masterlist

Commission Info

Perhaps this man doesn't have the most emotional intelligence

.....Or any at all

In all fairness, none of the people in this game really do.

But between his own self loathing and the fact he can't believe you'd actually enjoy his company, he isn't the most in tune to how you act and feel around him.

He recognises that you help him, and that you're around him a lot.

He appreciates it, but god knows he cant admit it. The would be a level of vulnerability he would rather die than possess.

But Karl doesn't recognise the fact that you don't feel wanted because of this. Or that you're bottling everything up.

It all comes to head at the end of a very stressful day. Karl was back from a meeting with Miranda and the other lords. The factory felt too scared to even creak under his feet, feeling the harsh tension around him.

You were just trying to help, offering him something to drink, someone to vent to if he needed to, letting him know you were there.

And he snapped at you, telling you in no uncertain terms to fuck off, that he didn't need you on his back all the time.

You didn't snap back.

Karl was always crass and a little mean. You had to roll with it to interact with him at any point. You usually gave as good as you got.

But all you did was try to help. And he made it very clear that he didn't want it. Didn't want you.

All you did was square your shoulders and turn away, going back to your room, hoping he wouldn't notice the shake in your shoulders as you bit back a sob.

He didn't follow you, but once you were in your room, you could hear him swear, and the familiar sound of him smacking a table.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on your door.

"You in there, doll? I...I'm really fucking sorry, I shouldn't have said that shit."

His voice was just loud enough to be clear through the door, quieter than usual. Gentler maybe.

"I wasn't upset with you, I didn't mean what I said to you, and I shouldn't have yelled at you. I just. Fuck, this is hard. I'm sorry. I'll uh, be in my workshop if you need me. There's, um, a drink for you outside your door if you want it."

He doesn't really apologise to anyone but you, so he's doing his best here.

If you seek him out that night or the next day, he'll keep fumbling through an apology and cautiously offer a hug. He's not great at comforting people but he feels really bad about hurting you and he doesn't like seeing you upset.

He'll leave small gifts outside your door for a few days, even if you've already forgiven him.

[im-going-to-cryo-bust]

Diluc and Kaeya on: Missing you

You've been away for a long time staying in Liyue. Here are my headcanons:

A bit more quick-tempered in the period of time you are gone and gets into more face-offs with Kaeya

He tries to control his anger by asking himself, WWYD?

WWYD? = "What would Y/n do?"

He doesn't talk as much and is more introverted without you to talk to

You sometimes get a letter from those who know you two are close, groaning about how sulky Diluc has been and wishing you were back

He chews on things (e.g. toothpicks) or slurps on grape juice when he gets into his thoughts concerning you

There is no grape juice by the time you come back and he turns as red as his hair

He respects your privacy, knowing that's what he would want, and knows you are capable of taking care of yourself

He is WORRIED, but attempts to act all chill about it

He thought about writing letters, but said it was ridiculous and he fervently refuses to do so

You get a letter every 2 days, they are short and to the point about what had occurred when you are gone - very formal

But when he is done recounting what he believes you are interested in, his tone quickly switches and he shyly asks you how you've been or if you've been eating your meals

If you point it out, he'll stay silent for the 2 day period and leaves your observation unaddressed in his next letter

Diluc never forgets to write, “I hope you come back soon.” at the end of each letter

When you come back

He would be waiting for you with his signature poker face glancing around. You feel your heart drop at the blank expression, disappointed and embarrassed. All of that doubt is erased, when Diluc lays eyes on you and just...gleams. He rushes to you and hugs you tightly, breathing you in and exhaling a sigh of relief. Your heart pounds in your chest, because - when you seperate - Diluc looks at you with crinkled eyes and a content smile. You haven't seen him so expressively happy in a while, and you've missed it too. You pat and caress his hair like you always do, and he leans slightly to your touch. He would grab your hand for the reminder of the day and never lets go, a frequent soft smile on his face.

"I've missed you, Y/n."

He paces around a lot, leaving many of the knights confused, but he's up in his head about how you're doing

Secretly calls in his favours from his connections in Liyue to check on you and your well-being.

He would usually talk to you face-to-face after work, but now he cant and the daily letters are a substitute

The letters are long and detailed about his day - excitement shown by the rushed handwriting and less eloquent words.

He shares the pranks he did on Jean and the consequential punishment of cleaning the entire headquarters, or having to rescue Klee from further damage.

Sometimes he is worn out from all his commissions and his annoyed ranting gradually fades into melancholy

After a while, you notice his letters get more specific on quest locations and hold hints on certain quests

You're a little upset that he decided to spy on you, even though you appreciate the help

You confront him about it and he quickly apologizes, either: being more sneaky with his snooping or completely holding back

Kaeya is honest, his questions about how you are doing are subtly written with jitter-worry under a mask of "cool".

The things that you cherish the most is the “I will be awaiting your arrival back in Monstadt” with an playful heart at the end of each letter

When you come back

At first you would scan the entrance of Mondstadt, hoping he was waiting for you. Your happiness is dampened by the fact that: you can’t see Kaeya anywhere? Maybe he had an emergency or a commission that is holding him up. The moment you let out a sigh of defeat, arms wrap around your waist and a cold breath blows on your neck. You let out a tiny squeak when you are slightly lifted off the ground, and a welcome fond laugh emits from your “capturer”. Your feet touch the ground, you turn around, and there he is: the brains of the Knights, Kaeya, in all his peacock dressing glory. He would not waste a second and would wrap at least one of his arms around you for the unique warmth he has missed.

“I told you I would be waiting.”

🌼💫 I hope you like my head canons for what these boys would be like if they missed you, their lover. Do send in your requests if you like my writing :)

[milqueandsugar]

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Parts:

https://milqueandsugar.tumblr.com/post/643788553154920448/can-you-techno-with-a-reader-who-is-constantly

https://milqueandsugar.tumblr.com/post/643889114110918656/idk-if-this-is-where-you-put-requests-but-do-you

Warnings: mentions of violence, blood, injury

Genre: Angst

| Hear No Evil, Do No Evil |

After your second kind of a date kind of not a date your very cateful around Techno

Every part of you tells you your being paranoid, but the other knows that theres something he isn't telling you

You know the piglin to well not to know when he's lying

And you care to much to ignore it

Convinced he's done something to upset you Techno doesn't search for your company like he used to

Something both him and the voices aren't very happy about

Being in love is a new emotion for him, he loves Philza sure, he loves Steven but he's never been IN love

He never realized how different those statements were before

Just like when he goes to many days without a kill the voices begin to get louder and louder, only this time he had no idea how to please them

Before he had lost everything he could lose he used to lock himself away during these fits

Know that he knows himself better, and how to control himself, he just goes around slaying any animal that crossed paths with him

Not the most elegant solution but it brought more peace to his mind

Now with no idea how to get the voices quiet he's resorted to quite literally trapping himself in his bunker

He know's your upset

He's convinced himself it's because of him

Theres no way in hell he's going to see you when all he can think about is how good you smell, how your smile makes his frozen heart melt, how soft your skin is compared to his own, how lovingly you adjust his clothes or armour after battle

All the while he scars the stone ground with his claws, chanting mantras alongside unheard voices

It had been a good two weeks since you had heard from the piglin. Not entirely unusual for you, as you rather detested the cool weather up in the arctic. However knowing there was some sort of conflict between you and your best friend made you restless at night, you couldn't keep ignoring him. He didn't deserve that, plus you missed Philza's morning tea, the smell of campfires that clung to everything in his house, the way Steve would bring sticks for you to toss. You missed the magnificent bastards that made up the Antarctic empire. More importantly, you missed Technoblade.

By the time you reached the cabin you had noticed it was unusually still. Steve and Carl were out in the yard, mosing about but there was no sign of Technoblade or Philza. They were both pretty hard workers, stubborn as hell as well, seeing as it was half past twelve you would expect the two of them to be running around doing chores. Surprisingly however it was still, perhaps they had things inside to do? Or maybe they took your suggestion for a lunch break a bit more seriously then expected.

Entering the cabin you call out for them, nothing, looking around you couldn't help but notice how much of a mess everything was. You had only ever seen the house in this much disarray before they traveled, or that time Phil let a creeper into the house and things got fucken wild. But, if traveling was the case why was Carl out front? And why was Techno's sword hung up on the mantle.

And unsettling feeling began to creep over your shoulders as you slowly begin to pick up the clutter. You couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for things, so you decided to wait until you could come up with one or was given one. The sun had long set before Phil arrived at the house, clearly surprised to find you still sorting through chests. Clearly worried as well.

You turn to greet the man but are quickly cut off, "what are you doing here?" He ushers quickly shitting the door behind him. "I was looking for Technoblade, why is something happening? Is the butcher gang back?" You explain, chest tightening with unease. Something was seriously wrong. "No, no nothing like that we aren't in any danger. Technoblade is having another fit, he's not doing very well at the moment. It might be best for you to leave" Phil warned, his usual cheerful voice dripping with a nervousness you hadn't heard from him in a long time. You wave off the older gentleman scoffing, "Phil you're forgetting I used to go hunting with him I've seen him pretty bad-" "He's locked himself in his bunker. He doesn't even trust himself anymore, he won't eat nor sleep, whatever he has going on in his head is far more then the two of us can handle at the moment" Phil cut you off. You stood in shock, he locked himself away? Technoblade hasn't done that in.. years! What the hell was going on with him.

You wanted to believe Phil was lying to you, that Technoblade was off terrorizing villagers and he was just buying his companion time. But the genuine look of fear in his emerald eyes made your stomach sink. "He's not well Y/N, I certainly don't want him to come back to you dead or injured. He'll come through eventually, just not right now. " The blonde approached you and wrapped strong arms around your shoulders, you hadn't even realized that you were crying until he began to shush you.

"Listen, listen, stay the night here. It's too late for you to travel especially in this sort of weather, in the morning I'll take you back home, I'll let you know immediately when hes better" He assures you, pulling away to cup your face in his hands and wipe your tears with his thumbs. "Let's get you to bed, come on, let's go." Fatherly wasn't something you saw much in Phil anymore, but you couldn't deny how comforting it was, if not a bit embarrassing to have the man tuck you into Techno's sheets before turning out the lamp.

As you lay in the blood God's bed, listening intently to the sound of the howling wind you began to scheme. Something you did best was planning, and this night was no different. You had no idea how long Techno had been like this, if you had the time to curse yourself for avoiding him you would, but for the moment you just needed to make sure he wasn't dead. Slipping from his bedroom and past Phil's you gather a plate of rather light food, knowing he'd get sick if he ate something to heavy.

Stealing one of the Piglins cloaks you shield the food with your arms as you sneak our of the house. You knew Philza only had your best interest at heart, but he should have known better then to tell you your friend was in danger. Especially when that friend was less then a brisk walk away. By the time you get to the false wall your already shivering, the wind nipping at anything it could get at. Your nose was already beginning to run as you hit the disguised button and the wall drops.

At first you see nothing, the darkness and the snow fall blinding you to the scene in front of you. Stepping into what little shelter the cave provided you struggled to steady yourself after stepping on what looked to be the remains of a netherite chestplate. Hung up on the fact that he broke netherite with supposedly his bare hands you don't realize the Piglin lunging at you until your buried in the snow. Plates long discarded and broken you stare the husk of the man you knew in his wild eyes.

Almost like you could read the voices chants of your demise in the pools of ebony fear seemed to strike you harder then his fist. You heard your ribs breaking before you felt them, thank God for adrenaline. You felt nauseous, sick even as you blindly scratch and push at the weight on top of you. Grabbing a tusk by its base you pull left as hard as you can, taking his moment of unbalance to scramble away. Your hands grope for any sort of hold in the snowbank, desperate to get away from the beast on top of you. You dont make it far however before claws tear at the clothes and skin around your ankles, pulling you towards them with little care. Your screams of pain and/or fear are cut short by clawed hands tightening around your throat. Your pathetically small ones meet his, scratching desperately at the exposed hand with one while the other grabs a fist full of snow and smashes it into his face.

The white of the snow falling around you seemed denser then before, you felt cold, to your very bone under him. Under his stare. You've looked death before in the eyes, more then on one occasion, and you had never remembered them being so beautiful. For a split second you swear you hear another voice being carried by the wind, peeling your tear welled eyes from the piglin on top of you the fall towards the direction of the cabin, then at the shards of netherite. You had looked death in the eyes before, and you had yet to die. You weren't going to now.

Grabbing the shard and effectively slicing your hand open in the process you blindly begin to swing. Your chest burns, your skin burns, your vision is beginning to dim to nothing, all you can hear is the wind. Your stabs, or attempts at stabbing does little, with what minuscule amount of consciousness you have in yourself you get one finally blow, to somewhere before you cant feel anything anymore. You had never imagined death to feel so cold.

Technoblade's eyes begin to fall back into focus, pain driving the voices in his head silent as he looks down at the shard of netherite in his arm. More importantly his eyes fall onto a golden ring on the hand belonging to his attacker. A bear etched into its surface. That was Y/N's ring, he had given it to her for christmas. Anger flooding his chest he grinds his teeth, hands tightening around their neck. What right do they have to be wearing your ring? Dark eyes fall back down onto their attacker, bloodied and bruised.. and Y/N. His heart sunk faster then an anvil in a lake, scrambling backwards from your limp body he cant decide whether to look at you or his hands covered in your blood. No, no it couldn't be you, you were.. you were mad at him why would you come up? Why would you attack him?

Crawling to his side he lifted you into his arms, inspecting you closely. This had to be some sort of trick, some sort of lie? No, no you would never attack him you loved him, he loved you! That's why he was like this he was like this because he loved you! Scared lips began to quiver, and tears began to fall and subsequently freeze to his cheeks. No, no, no.

He couldn't think, his mind flooded with the screaming of the voices in his head, begging him to save you, to help you, to hold you. For once in his life he didnt know how, he couldn't save you. He had always been your knight in shining armour, and he cant save you.

He can't save you.