#like... im average??? not great but not terrible either

[mondaymelon]

*points 🎤 at you* favorite pjsk song/s ? 👀 mine are : at god’s mercy , bitter choco decoration , & self-inflicted colorlessness hehe 🥰

OH. SO MANY!!!

AHEM.

okay its not out on en servers but... the akitoya cover of tokio funka!! absolute bangerrrrr

also. the shinonome siblings singing salamander!! love that song AND the mv is all so MMMMM.

heheheh can you tell who my fave is yet

ohohohohohoh and soudatta! the leadup to the chorus is so funky with all the minor notes and it just sounds real silly and I LOVE SILLY

more. uhm more. okay

milk crown on sonnetica !!!

PHONY!! loved this song sm before it came out so its a given

venom + bug because karikibear is one of my favorite artists!! all of their songs are so damn gooooooooodddd and bug and venom were already some of my favorites sooo

ussewa!! i love hate this song because i keep missing one damn note thats preventing me from fc it and its the same note every single time istg this has happened more than three times already

otome dissection (didnt really know about it at first but a va of a character i like made a cover of it and suddenly all my thoughts have changed!!)

EGO ROCK. THIS SONG IS SO SILLY AND I KNOW THE DANCE TO IT LMAO

ALIEN ALIEN another really siilly song, i like silly songs

k i n g. omg the vocals for this are just so insane

ifuudoudou. ik the lyrics are a lil... mmm, but like. yk that one mv with xiao and albedo and scara dancing to it. i was at a friends house and we played it on loop for like an hour and i danced to it like the silly fella i am. also the first song i fced so like. hhaha

E C H O . OHHHHH THIS IS SUCHA dAM NGOOD SONG I JUST WISH THEY HAD AN AKITOYA COVER OF IT. LIKE 99 PERCENT OF THESE SONGS IVE ALREADy hAd IN MY PLAYLIST WHCIH JUST MADE ME SOOO HYPE ABOUT THEM ADDING THEM TO THE GAME

im writing too much. lemme real quick just dispense a few more

the vampire, BRING IT ON, tale of the eep sea lily, ROKI (MAFU AND SORARU COVER SO L O. S) DarlingDance, villain, bitter choco decoration, world's end dancehall + unknown mother goose + ura-omote lovers + rolling girl because wowaka is a legend, your adventure log has vanished!, law-evading rock because tsukasa swears in it im pretty sure, into the night because mmm. depression, newly edgy idols (I KNOW THE ENTIRE DANCE TO IT. I DO SHIZUKU'S PART) , tondemo wonderz even though my fingers fail to cooperate, lower one's eyes... yeah ill end it here.

[toindeedbe-agod]

ill get into real posting in a sec i need to deliver new hcs for the modern au tho 🙏

neil

on the academic team at welton. he plays jv and is not great at it but damn does he try

spiritual connection to jeff buckley. the other poets are only mostly worried esp since he doesnt know how to swim

fucks around with his schedule so hard he ends up taking keatings three times in one year on top of also being his ta

has never climbed a tree ever

knows how to tie his shoes like, in theory

major gleek. dragged todd into it

absolutely cannot cannot cannot drive. do not trust him with it. he can get himself to school and back and only just barely.

considers himself Artsy and Pretentious. listens to dua lipa

last true high school shakespearian scholar

todd

holder of the groups dab pen 🙏

has a cat that charlie swears up and down looks like tom cruise. no one else sees it.

listens to midwest emo

insomniac.

watches the princess bride once a week

favorite author is ray bradbury

only one in the friend group who likes the great gatsby and it genuinely pains him to this day the extent he believes the others are misunderstanding it

secret lana del ray listener

unfortunate addiction to toaster strudels. school supplies $20 new books $70 toaster strudels $898759 gifts for friends $30 someone whos good at budgeting please help

charlie

#1 shenanigans getter-up-to. a real ne'er-do-well.

will do anything if he thinks itll be fun enough. starring in the school play w neil? sure. breaking into the local middle school? absolutely. helping film a music video for one of pitts' fave bands at 8pm cause hes the only one w a video camera? whatever dude just give him a heads up to put pants on

probably genderfluid but he has a job so he doesnt really care (<jobless loser tho)

hes actually native and not racist. trust im native and im literally him

wears the same busted ass pair of doc martens every day. theres a hole in both of them. theyre covered in what is either red paint or blood. the laces are in complete disrepair. theyre so so scuffed. he loves them

#gorewhore. #horrorfanatic. #fangs. absolutely loves horror movies, the freakier the better

takes naps like its his fucking job.

meeks

takes ap classes for fun. everyone hates him for this

has a deeply held suspicion that charlie may have actually boned his mom but it hurts too much to think about

tried so hard to be a twitch streamer when he was 12 and charlie will never let it go

tries every year to show charlie either 1. lord of the rings 2. dune and it never ever works.

made a tiktok recipe for a friend hang out once (1) and now he has to make it every time for threat of tears from charlie and neil

babysits for extra cash. teaches the kids how to swear

had braces from 7th grade to 11th grade

isnt allowed to eat white bread

gets sunburns in the shade

pitts

failed econ 🙏

has seen all the human centipede movies. thinks the first one is great but the second one is just awful.

plays crazy amounts of dating sims and visual novels and shit. steam account is literally radioactive

gets yelled at for wearing airpods in class once a day

only one brave enough to eat school lunch

secret soft spot for romcoms. dude just wants love

massive crush on natasha richardson he misses her every day

likes the star wars sequels. even ep 9.

keeps a shaved head (after he accidentally set his hair on fire)

totaled his car. was still bought a new one

has walked into hotels just to abuse the complimentary waffle machines

knox

also failed econ 😔

scared of the rock bottom episode of spongebob

big spongebob watcher in general

also a big stranger things watcher

lowkey if its a basic tv show hes watchin it. knox is helping to bring down the average media literacy rate of the world singlehandedly

obsessed with romcoms. especially terrible ones.

kiss me by sixpence none the richer can make him cry if you time it just right

#loverboy

would lose his head were it not attached to his body

certainly the prettiest crayon in the box, if not the sharpest

probably dyslexic but we'll never know

[1-up-chump]

Assorted fallout 4 companion opinions

Preston is not boring he's simple. He's just a guy trying his best to do good in a fucked world and he's hanging by a thread. It's not his fault bethesda radiant quests suck.

Strong is wasted potential as a character. He should have been more than a dumb brute companion with the only difference being "he's not aggressive to you" he should have been a rather "smarter than the average mutant" and know a lot of advanced words and how to properly apply them (but mispronouncing them terribly) due to his interest in literature.

A super mutant who does super mutant things but can wax poetic about his POV as a mutant would've been a great companion. I know the "milk of kindness" being taken literally is a joke but honestly i was expecting strong to eventually "get it" and figure out why human so strong is bc of compassion that helps them lead a group and not a show of brute strength (which is why strong thought fist was a terrible leader bc he didn't care about his brothers, but with his dialogue it seems like he only cares about your ability to kill as long as you dont say mean things?) and like, Maybe strong is a bit NICER to travel with and his opinions could change to thinking humans are decent at most.

Nick should have had more side quests involving him. More mysteries to solve, hell i had an idea for at least a mod quest that if you side with the institute a scientist who's interested in older tech to improve advanced tech offers to fix the holes in nick's synth skin bc C'mon we are traveling the god damn commonwealth full of trash, irradiated water, and bullets from who knows where like how has nick not gotten some radroaches trying to make a nest in his chest cavity. It would make for some great dialogue and philosophy of "are you content with yourself even if you could fix some problems? What are you willing to trade off?" And give players options while hearing out both sides.

Piper also should have more side quests involving interviews with certain characters, maybe after completing certain quests you can go back to them with piper and maybe get additional quests involving old ones to tie loose ends? Or the very least have an opportunity for your character to voice their opinion on the events

Maccready. WHERE IS HIS SON????? i DID ALL THAT FOR THE GUY JUST FOR HIM TO KEEP FUCKING AROUND WITH ME AND NOT GO TO HIS DAMN SON??? Now it sounds super awful to say but the only possible outcome for his story to conclude is, macready leaves the commonwealth for a few days, and in a few days daisy wants to talk to you and she says to talk to maccready in the third rail. Turns out when maccready left to ensure the cure gets to his son, it was too late. The man is in an awful state and you gotta pass a few charisma checks to keep him in the commonwealth as a companion.

Gage. It makes some sense for him to turn on you too when you open season the raider leaders. HOWEVER, the leaders were needy dicks anyways and YOU'RE the boss so why can't you: replace the gang leaders with someone else you personally like OR Tell gage "im the boss, you got me here, you deal with me. You're lucky i like you so much" and establish dominance and give gage a sexual awakening. Gage will hate you for a few moments but ultimately with everything he said to you about his views and personal code he has to agree that you really are better/worse than colter.

That or bully him into being not a raider by either saying "do you REALLY wanna fight me?" Or "being a raider sucks this is actually beneficial for everyone even assholes like you" like the whole of nuka world would've been cooler to be like an actual fleshed out raider and not generic "haha im mean" but a "if its kill or be killed then im gonna kill the status quo to become god"

Cait is perfect in every way ngl i have nothing else to say about her except i love her

[clonehigh-takes]

adding onto my among us post:

abe - terrible impostor because he cant lie for shit, hes also somehow bad at being a crewmate, topher sometimes tries to vote him out for no reason (nobody listens to him except for frida, who can tell if abe is an impostor or not anyway)

joan - pretty good at the game, an alright impostor but usually gets carried if someone else is an impostor and better than her, she usually gets crewmate though and is really efficient at it, if she gets a visual task she always makes sure to have people watch her do it to prove her innocence

jfk - hes either surprisingly good or really shit at the game, no in between. its a 50/50 chance per round which one he’ll be. one round he would set up a perfectly timed sabotage double kill and the next round he would kill topher in front of everyone else, but either way he’ll try to gaslight gatekeep girlboss his way out of it. hes also an alright crewmate

cleo - gets personal lessons from frida so she’s really good at the game. does visual tasks in front of others when she’s a crewmate and constantly sets up kills when she’s an impostor. she doesn’t like being a crewmate because being an impostor is so much more fun

frida - THE goddess of among us. she can win impostor rounds even if the other one is abe. think of her as cleo, but she does everything nearly perfectly. as a crewmate she also usually makes sure everyone does their tasks and basically carries the other crewmates if their numbers are low. she knows every strategy and everyone often jokes around about her reading minds during an among us game

harriet - also gets personal lessons from frida. not as good as frida, but still a very good impostor and crewmate. if frida gets impostor with harriet or cleo, you already know the game is over. though harriet does like being a crewmate a little more than impostor because she likes doing tasks and playing detective. it’s usually her or frida who expose impostors when they’re crewmates

confucius - watches a lot of among us videos but isn’t all that great at the game. he’s not bad, he’s just really average at everything. still nobody would complain if they were the impostor with him

topher - alright as a crewmate and somehow a very good impostor (about as good as harriet), but is REALLY annoying during voting. whenever someone accuses him he goes on about something woke and it sometimes ends in people voting him out even if there’s no proof of him being an impostor because he’s so annoying. eventually topher starts doing it less but sometimes he still gets voted out just because. the only reason he doesn’t get voted off first more is because frida tells everyone about how bad of an idea it is (plus he usually instantly knows if abe is an impostor, not that it’s hard to tell but it’s useful)

im not tagging this all

but swag

[torialefay]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do my natal chart!

01/19/1989

5:02 am

Ft Knox KY

Bias is Minho 🖤

Ps you’re awesome tyyyy

here you are honey ❤️🥰

Ascendant in Sagittarius:

Ascendant in Sag people come across as fun-loving and accepting. They value freedom and adventure. Sag people also come across as witty and open-minded. This isn't to say you're extroverted (although in the RIGHT crowd, Sags are known to err toward extroversion), but these parts of you definitely do come across when you first meet people you click/vibe with.

Although we don't know Minho's Ascendant, I'm sure the two of you would have lots of similarities and he would appreciate your originality and attention to him.

Sun in Capricorn in the 2nd house:

Your sun in Cap in the 2nd house tells me that you are someone who is really focused on your own value in the world. Several aspects of your personality are probably geared towards "proving" your worth in the world. I will say, I don't think it's necessarily at your very CORE that you solely need the validation from others (your Mercury in Aquarius tells me otherwise), but I do think others' opinions of you do matter to you, even if you know that it's wrong. You probably work very hard to control others' perceptions of you. More than likely, you are very trustworthy and reliable, and you know how to get things done when needed. You may have a "powerful" or "unstoppable" aura to those who are your close friends.

I think this is actually a really great match for Lee Know's Scorp Sun. Both can come across as more serious, but obviously as you get to know each of you, you're not all that tough. To the outside, it would look like y'all were the cuthroat "it" couple lol. I could see y'all having a big ass boujee house too idk just the vibes i'm getting.

Moon in Cancer in the 7th:

Moon in Cancer in the 7th tells me that you feel others' emotions DEEPLY. like almost take them on as your own. You really do care about other people and their happiness. You likely also NEED a love of love and attention, as well as having much of it to give yourself.

This is a placement that will either be amazing or terrible with minho (im so sorry). he has a tonnnn of scorp placements and a moon in sag. because of this, he will struggle with being super possessive and emotion-heavy, but also need his space and won't want to feel tied down. this is super different from cancer, who keeps that more clingy-emotional quality to it. i think on one hand, he would adore the way that you loved him and focused so much of your energy onto him, BUT he could find it overwhelming at times. you'd both have to channel your everyday life into other things apart from each other to make the relationship work.

Mercury in Aquarius in the 2nd (retrograde):

you probably think outside of the box and may even have problems expressing yourself or ideas to others. you probably also know that you're "different" or "unique" in your way of thinking. this leads to some cool and creative ideas. since you're in retrograde though, it tells me you may have a lot of trouble getting people to understand what you're really TRYING to say or you may often get misunderstood. you also probably ARE good at communicating with each person on an individual level, if you can just manage to not get distracted lol.

this is an average match for minho! his mercury in scorp means that he probably has a more innate ability to communicate solely through emotions and he can err towards manipulation at times. aquarius can pick this up easily and definitely doesn't appreciate it. i do think though that in everyday life, you'd be able to communicate effectively and you would inspire him to think for himself, not just conforming to the crowd.

Venus in Cap in the 1st:

like i said about your first house before, you probably put a lot of emphasis on how valuable you are seen in life. with venus also being here, it likely means that you channel this value through means of love or beauty. this could manifest in severallll ways as how you express your personality so bare with me... could be through any of these: makeup, fashion, being known as extremely kind and helpful, serving others around you, art, literature, photography, etc etc. there are honestly so many options, but through everything, it is likely that you express yourself in a way that is along these lines of having a lot of love and channeling some form of beauty, whether inward or outward. however, with that Cap placement, i'd say it's likely that you channel ALL of this in some way that is concrete, or able to be seen through tangible evidence.

with minho's placement, i think he would naturally be very drawn to you for a reason he wouldn't understand. in terms of sensuality, i do think it could work, but you'd have to be willing to give into him more than you'd probably like.

Mars in Taurus in the 4th:

this tells me that you would most likely have a very loving and nurturing family with him. you would be a naturally great caretaker for him, and there would be a lot of peace in the home. with his virgo placement here coupled with yours, i actually do get vibes that there would be children involved (whether biological, adopted, etc). even if it didn't originally make sense, i really feel like that's what would end up happening.

in arguments, i think you would both resolve them quite well actually, with you being a bit more stubborn in letting it go. but overall, i would see you all being able to work things out fairly quickly.

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

well I'm 4 episodes in with hazbin hotel and I think haters.. were really overacting I didnt think angel dust abuse wasn't taken seriously it def was it was really fucked up .. I felt bad for the abuse he goes through .. and yeah his treatment of husk was shitty and being abused doesnt give you the right to hurt others either.. I know that but so many criticis seem to act llike people dont know that that we need to be held by the hand and told what's bad. itsa show that takes place in HELL .. so Im not expecting characters to be .. exactly ..moral here.. or to teach me lessons .... cause i'm a grown adult the way i see people treat this show its like they expect it to be cater to kids in terms of morality. to hold us by the hand and go this is BAD...and if you enjoy this show you must agree with what the characters are doing.. when anyone with a brain would know sexual harassment/sexual abuse is bad. and im annoyed that husk had to be the to comfort the guy sexually harassing him but again its a show in Hell.. I'm not watching the show expecting to get characters who are exactly moral here.. and the whole well kids are watching is a criticism my thoughts on that are im blaming canada. the parents for not being in charge of their kids better so many adult animations are kinda ugly we acutally gone one that is appealing to the inner child in us.

well anyway i got 4 episodes left... maybe i'll change my mind and call the show terrible but currently I find it. Average... The Singing is Great.. Favs Are Alastor/Angel Dust. oh and NIFTY.

[frogthinker]

suffered a great and terrible loss today. actually it wasn’t today, it was last week if we’re being specific, and it wasn’t all that “great” either. we can just scratch that part. as far as being “terrible”, i mean, it was pretty average and… now that i really think about it i wouldn’t say i suffered through it. not much of a loss in all honesty. if you really wanted to be vanilla, you could just say i had an average day this past tuesday. it was alright. but what am i, lame or something? where’s the fucking pizzazz? you people want me to talk like i don’t have a raging fucking boner for the occasional dramatic grammatical misinterpretation. well, guess what, tumblr dot com? im ROCK HARD! and no amount of censorship is going to stop me from stroking it to the sweet, sweet confusion and misplaced pity on your face when i say something that makes you think im off my rocker! you want someone whose words you can trust? look inward. god isn’t real, your mom lied about santa, and there’s no such thing as a gluten intolerance, either. society made THAT one up so that they could eat silly little cauliflower chips all day long. get ahold of yourself, bozo!

[jacensolodjo]

Im gonna be real with you, I don’t know shit about political ideology specifics. I don’t know much about communism/capitalism/socialism outside of basic high school tbh.

But I’ve always found it odd how there’s so many passionate communism defenders (especially living in western nations). If communism is so great, then why are there SO many people who ran away from their countries after communism was put into place? Or hell, not even ran away. I’m a first gen American and my social circle is mostly other first gen Americans. One thing I’ve noticed is that a lot of people, or people’s parents, return to their home countries after finishing school, raising kids, or making enough money from a certain career. The only people who I’ve never seen return to their home countries, and outwardly have no interest in it, are the ones coming from communism.

Heh I appreciate your candor. But I'll admit the preview for this in my activity made me hold my breath lol

Sadly I find myself mentioning A LOT as to how we got here.

Unfortunately, this is actually one of the stages of genocide (as popularized by Doctor Gregory Stanton) called 'Denial' and totally continues to work even if those governments no longer exist. But it is stoked by those who want to pretend communist atrocities didnt happen. Combined with the Red Scare era which did NOTHING except make people believe now that it was these poor little communists being shat on by western capitalists. The red scare which created Boomers that loudly claim communism to be unAmerican which creates many millennials and younger to rebel against the previous generations by deciding hey communism was cool actually if it upsets that asshole generation. Or they realize some of their political opinions align with communism so communism has to be cool right? Without realizing it's pretty much human nature you're going to agree on some level with some- thing or -one terrible politics wise.

They do not read past Communism 101. But it's hardly an anti-commie's fault right? They see 'workers of the world UNITE' and they go 'hey YEAH!! Capitalism SUCKS but here's a thing saying everything I do so I'm not wrong!! it's the detractors that are!" But they fail to continue to read where Comrades Lenin and Marx literally call for blood. They want the red=communism to be literally blood. They say over and over and over again that there are too many people, that we need to lessen numbers, that it doesn't matter who we kill so long as communism is installed. Anyone against communism must pay with their lives! How is that better than capitalism then??? how is it not siblings with fascism?

But if you're going to say I'm this thing, you should know more than just a few blurbs about it right? Politics wise, anyway I guess. And no, this isn't gatekeeping. We're talking politics not fandom.

But yes, most of the vocal anti-commies I meet either come directly from a formerly communist country or are the offspring of those who fled communism. But NO commie questions why this could be. Your average anti-commie is in fact just a Red Scare War Hawk Republican, obviously. We're all just patsies of capitalism. It can't POSSIBLY be because we know the blood commies have on their (Red) hands.

It's absurd. All these people have to not only be lying about atrocities but also apparently lying about why they left and refuse to return. All these people coordinated with different cultures in order to tell Tom DIckhead communism isn't that great. And yet it takes little convincing when it comes to other things. We agree fleeing other things is viable. We don't agree people fled communism. Somehow?? I'm a first gen American born and raised here because my birth mother FLED COMMUNISM in Ukraine. If communism did not exist, I would've been born in Ukraine. But I'm wrong because tom Dickhead said so.

As an aside, I will NEVER forget the time a commie said 'you just don't like communism because you hate to see people of color winning', completely ignoring how many MILLIONS of people of color were MURDERED by communists. MILLIONS more people of color were murdered compared to white folks. Tell me, comrade, how is that 'winning'? No one hates Pol Pot for 'winning', they hate him for murdering Cambodians and Vietnamese and everyone who was against his government. No one hates Mao for 'winning', they hate him because his Great Leap Forward was more like trampling on a long line of weaker innocent people. Millions of them. None of them had to die if he hadn't ignored people who said his great leap wouldn't work out too well. Among a number of other reasons the death toll was so astronomical.

When you think of a refugee/asylum seeker from the 60s and 70s, what do you see? Is it not overwhelmingly someone fleeing from an asian country or eastern europe? You know, where communism was in spades?

But yeah. I have many thoughts on this lol like it takes so much mental gymnastics for insisting why we have so many immigrants from "Old country" who never went back there that it makes my back hurt. As you said, a lot of people work in the US for a bit then go back for various reasons. But what about those from communistic countries? Oh, certainly they also sent money back home but that was literally so their family could join them away from that communistic hellhole they came from. Kind of ironic that to get away from communism you need to shake hands with capitalism but that's not the point here. It's just simply not possible to call it 'coincidence' and move on. It's not our fault commies can't seem to grasp the simple answer because there is simply no other legitimate answer besides 'compared to where they came from the US is a cakewalk'. Another on the list of 'things commies refuse to fully think about because then they have to face their own almost religious belief in communism'.

[matchamabs]

I know you didn’t ask for it but- BOTW MONSTERS: RANKED BY HOW HOT THEY ARE,,,,

i do fuck all in the days lemme tell ya

ill admit i havent done EVERY enemy but like. i do enjoy making these posts so who knows, i might actually rank everything sooner or later 🤷‍♀️

,,,,, and if u want a specific ranking of botw/aoc stuff lmk 👀

ahh the ol reliable. the classic bokoblin. he is just a little lad! unfortunately they’re genuinely kind of ugly??? and the idk the singular horn in the middle aint a good look. i see cute comics abt these guys being domestic and thats adorable but also giving them so much leeway bc they’re really Not that cute. not sure what the loincloth is hiding and im not sure i wanna know anyway. 3/10 really kind of. not good. 

slightly bigger loincloth only means slightly bigger things to hide :( i rlly hate these guys noses and whatever the fuck toenails they have why do they have toenails?????? s’bad. the thing is tho they have the proportions of a potentially attractive gerudo which is probably what takes the edge off the general vibes of... u know... being an abomination. its also only JUST occured to me as im writing that these guys r just evolved bokoblins so. glow up i guess. 6/10 what that tongue do

ok bypassing whatever the fuck rule 34 has done to these guys, i actually dig them. i find the huge fat ones way cuter than the lil bug eyed ones. in their case theres rlly no, like... hotness about them. its just cute. i think they’re cute. any monster that is cute and also doubles up as a bed gets my vote 7/10 get urself a fella as flexible as these guys 

u know what, im gonna say it, these guys r actually kinda hot. proportions arent super bad, the face aint bad and generally they have good vibes. aside from, u know, when they’re tryna shank u. id say one of the most bearable monsters to have to look at. 8/10 im not a scalie

??????????? idk what to say. u could tie these little shits to like swingball poles and beat them with rackets thatd b good. aside from that these guys have like no redeeming qualities. they’re a pain in the ass and not in a good way. 3/10 cute but like. is it worth it?

i mean,,,,,,,, someones probably into it. i dont like these guys for a lot of reason and surprisingly the thing that gets me is the fucking hair why does it have that hair its like he-man just went straight over the top with an electric razor its not a good look!!! stop trying to make it work! it wont! and again with the loincloth??? im not into it. the only thing i like abt these guys is the lil waistcoats. they have some amount of decency (but the implications it makes are Not Good). uh. 2/10. barely.

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,,,,,9/10. but if you see a lynel up close like that chances are you died about half a minute ago

again. ??? i dont rlly like. i mean. im digging the top heavy proportions? its got the same body type as kass so like. 4/10. bit plain around the features but what can u do. i dont understand how but the igneo taluses are like. sexier 

UGHGHHH I FUCKING HATE THESE THINGS okay okay okay like these motherfuckers lure u in by being quite cute and dancin around and then u get a look at their faces and its like fucking JESUS and its even WORSE when you see under their cloak and they have no necks????? and like????? they do that gay little fucking dance that pisses me off???? they’re wearing hoods that give the ILLUSION that they have necks and im im fumin ok i HATE it i hate it i have been betrayed and i will NEVER FORGET ABOUT IT UGHGHGHG I HATE THESE CUNTS -10000000000000000000000000000000000/10 die

hhhhh i just dont like em. theyre too annoying to be cute now. and whats gonna happen if i squeeze one? is like. water gonna come out? r they just gonna deflate? 4/10 tentacles are not hyrules forte it seems ://

trust kohga to send the twinks out on the front line. seriously. they’re not bad tho? kinda small and underwhelming :((( tho i give extra points for the good crazy laugh we love a good manic cackle 6/10 they dont really count as monsters but ah well where else am i gonna put em

now THATS what im talkin about babeyyyyy we love the muscles,,,,, the posture,,, the stride,,, we love it when u fuck up stealth and a torrential downpour of these motherfuckers come down to beat ur ass,,,,, 9/10 its raining men 😎

u know. u dont rlly like. get a good view of these guys when ur balls deep in a battle with them, but the more i get like closer looks at them the more i go ???? like idk. everything about them looks backwards and wrong. but as far as backwards and wrong goes its not a bad look and the boss theme is a banger so 4/10 maybe dont jump on my ass every time i step one foot onto the desert :/

i just. i dont dig it. idk why. aside from the fact they’re a monumental pain in my ass, and now everytime i hear a beep even slightly resembling a guardian i shit my pants, but. idk??? as far as robots go its not like. terrible. they’re like the milfs of robots. the milves, if u will. a rilf. except i wouldnt. so its more like riwlf. but even that leaves too much up to interpretation so im just gonna call em a cunt and go. 4/10 leg game strong

here we are,,, the big boys,,,, waterblight isnt too bad i will admit, but the spear hand is both annoying and mildly inconvenient. its got a rlly big chest but rlly thin arms?? also not sure how i feel abt the strap on beard but oh well its not like ganons got taste. 5/10 kind of average for a blight i think

a hefty motherfucker. a chunk of a lad. big large. the fact this is like one of the easiest blights makes it more forgiveable to me but like whatever its got going on with the 80s hair needs 2 be sorted out. i like its moves but it doesnt hang upside down like waterblight :((( 5/10 calm down kate bush

ok who doesnt like gun arms. and a gun back. this things like fuckin megatron. the whole face plate thing doesnt look bad either. honestly its kind of a look? but its dickheadery in aoc makes me wanna set shit on fire so :// 6/10 hot but will not leave u alone 😔

ok this one is by FAR the sexiest of all the blights. i just cant explain it. i like guys with bad posture. i had an easy time beating it but apparently its given other people a lot of grief and that makes it 10x more sexy to me lmaooo. also it can clone itself which is like. thats a win. 8/10 ganon spilt all the sexy juice into this one

ok i didnt realise how many arms this motherfucker has and the whole hairline behind the ears thing is not a great look. especially w the beard. in fact the longer i look at it the less sexy it becomes tbh. 3/10 they tried to make arachnophobia sexy and it didnt work

10/10 i will be taking questions in my inbox but i wont be taking constructive criticism and you cant make me 

[enderspawn]

op I am pleading for you to talk about c!Schlatt I keep getting interrogated for saying c!Schlatt was the best president and he really didn't do anything super terribly wrong please talk about him

i mean... im sorry anon but idk abt best PRESIDENT. manburg under schlatt.... kind of sucked imo JFKDLSJFKL

1. manburg had massive food shortages, to the point the average citizen (including fundy) had to eat spider eyes to survive.

2. he imposed ludicrious tax of his civillians (namely niki. we dont know if he did that to Every Business like w fundy or if he targeted niki specifically bc of her closeness to the ex-president, but neither is good)

3. exiled those who he saw as political opponents to keep his power

4. straight up ignored his cabinet a lot of the time to make his own decisions (such as destroying the white house, which led to quackity leaving)

5. was widely hated by all the citizens. literally at one point all the ppl left in manburg was schlatt and jack manifold (who was MIA on the server and left to found Manifold Land when he came back)

6. held a public execution, AGAIN without the consent or knowledge of his cabinet (IF I REMEMBER RIGHT. i know big q opposed the execution at minimum, but idk for sure if he knew it was planned at all before the festival)

7. was basically at war his entire presidency thanks to pogtopia's existence

and thats just what i can think of rn! the reasons i like c!schlatt are fully based around him as a character and HIS personal development, not around his policies or actions. especially when compared to the other two presidents, who either won or prevented a war and kept the majority of its citizens happier and healthier than Manburg, he's.... probably the worst president they had tbh

BUT since you gave me an excuse to ramble abt him anyway, i wanna go on abt what i DO like abt him (under a cut bc this post is already kinda long oops) but

tldr; i like schlatt bc of his relationships with others, his flaws and pitiable moments, and how he is a fantastic parallel/foil to the characters around him

I like his complex (and yes, abusive) relationship with quackity, especially after his death and quackity's feelings flipping rapidly between hating him and missing him. but before that they did have a honeymoon-esque period-- at least from quackity's view.

watching their date you get the idea schlatt mightve never really been interested in him and mightve just been using quackity's interest in him for his own advancement! but we dont know.

maybe he did truly love quackity in his own fucked up way in the end, even if he wasnt a good person. maybe he regrets his actions and cruelty. or maybe he doesnt.

in the end they were (like the animatic i linked said) "built from the same dirt", they're both incredibly ambitious and prideful people and parallel each other a LOT (see: q's need for power, his want to execute ranboo paralleling tubbos execution, etc). they're not good for one another, but i love seeing just how they fall apart together (i hope you die, i hope we both die kind of beat)

and.... god his relationship and impact w fundy i could ramble abt all day dude. fundy kept schlatt's sword after his death and calls it an heirloom. we dont know 100% how old fundy was when wilbur was exiled (i mena... he ran for president but current fundy is like 20something and tommy ALSO ran as vp at 16) but we can assume he was a late teen. his own father was gone, but schlatt... seemed to CARE. he showed him affection.

fundy's never truly felt like hes BELONGED anywhere (even the country his father said was all for him, he felt ostracized and made different by his fathers doting babying) and because of that hes always looking for a group to be a part of. hes a people pleaser (its part of why hes so easy for big q to get for las nevadas).

and schlatt GIVES him that feeling of belonging he deserves. hes a spy the entire time, yes, but he becomes conflicted about it as time goes on.

could schlatt just be using fundy and filling his head with empty praise? sure, i couldnt fault you at all for that interpretation, its perfectly valid. BUT, i dont think so. he seemed genuinely shocked to see fundy oppose him on nov 16th. remember, he didnt know fundy was a spy.

in that moment he realizes just HOW alone he is and always has been. and its a tragic moment: the last person he had, the person he himself mightve truly CARED about left him just like everyone else. he was alone, truly and fully. even his allies were only there out of obligation and bc of him paying.

he knows his health has been failing him. he cant even swim due to muscular issues but he refuses see a doctor about it because he refuses to let himself be seen as weak.

hell, one could argue that issue leads to his abraisive and abusive behavoir in relationships: he refuses to let himself be true and genuine to anyone, there always has to be a wall and a proud perfect persona. its part of why hes a great villain both in narrative and to watch as a casual fan: just like c!wilbur, he's playing an act.

hes a foil and a parallel to wilbur. both are men who hide their true selves behind a certain role or persona they feel they have to play while they hide their crumbling health (schlatt's more physical and wilbur's more mental). both experience their rise and fall. but wilbur isnt despised, even if he thinks he is, while schlatt isnt truly loved by anyone, even if he thinks he is.

most of all, their deaths couldnt be more different. wilbur went out with a bang. a large dramatic scene fit for a storybook, with a long monologue and cinematic final blow ALL made to fit how he saw himself in a story and simply filling a required roll. but schlatts death is practically overlooked (especially in comparison to wilburs death and everything else that happened that day).

he built his entire persona about being this massive, larger than life powerful guy but he died small, weak, and frail to his own failing body. its... pitiful, honestly. it doesnt feel fitting, it feels wrong. his life up that point demanded drama, but his death was nothing more than... an accident, almost. unintentional. clumsy. its fucking brilliant.

[spacecadetal]

fireworks

kakashi hatake/fem!reader

word count: 2774 warnings: descriptions of violence, descriptions of blood, descriptions of killing, alcohol use author notes: i wanted to write something a little different than i usually would i kinda got a little tired of my wips lol

the first time i saw him, i was eight years old with a shy curiosity about the world. long story short, his shoulder collided with my own. he wasn’t watching where he was going and neither was i, the hard jolt gave me such a fright that i yelled at him to watch where he was going. i had too much pride to admit i was at fault, lost in a daydream once again. he shared my reaction and my sentiment. saying i should watch myself too with great annoyance in his tone. i scoffed, he huffed, we went our separate ways.

i had always heard his name but never connected the dots until i was much older but still not much wiser. he was a prodigy, i was painfully just above average. as a bright eyed genin, i was out in the world and only starting to understand the true meaning of the path i chose at the naive age of six. his squad was babysitting my own on a mission. his mentor stands next to mine and introduces us and my face sours immediately. unlike him i don’t have a mask to hide it. he avoids me for the whole mission but his teammates are nice.

his red eye was making waves around the world, he was a myth and enemies across the land waited in anticipation for the day to come where they could finally see it in the flesh. great gain had come with great loss, i’m sure he wishes the second hand eye was back with its original owner. i remember the first time i saw him lift up his headband and expose it to the world. the blood red eye and it’s black swirls, chills shoot down my spine like pins and needles. engaging with an enemy was pure violence, animalistic and messy yet he made it seem so graceful. 

the pines and the dark forest disappear before my eyes; now he stands on a wooden stage with his foe, dancing under a spotlight. every dodge and weave is smooth and flawless. his strikes felt as natural and as quick as a snake striking at its prey. i watch his performance with a disregard for my own safety and when the last of our enemies hit the dirt, i wait for him to bow. instead he shakes the blood off his kunai and the famous eye is tucked away under his headband. i think i fell in love with him that afternoon.

the girl who died, her name was rin and that one time her team babysat mine, she braided my hair by a campfire and said i had a pretty name. she didn't deserve to die. they whisper about him when he walks by, terrible nasty things. but i smile at him, wave to him when i see him and hope it makes him feel less alone in the world. he sees it and he averts his gaze without reply or acknowledgement. rejection makes my chest tighten, if only slightly. naturally i assume he doesn’t like me, maybe he doesn’t like anyone. 

i'm in a village with my squad for a mission, it’s small but the green tea in the wooden cup and the smell of rabbit stew on the stovetop makes me feel at home. the excited teenage boy asks me about the things i've seen. the only thing he knows is chopping wood and shearing sheep. he asks me about a rumour he’s heard by a traveller about the boy that conjures lightning in his hand, he asks me if i've seen it before in the flesh. i smile and nod and confirm that i have. he asks me to describe it. i don't know how to at first.

first, you hear the static snapping and popping and it captures your attention instantly. then the pale blue light grows bigger and bigger in his hand, it takes on a life of its own and i won’t lie and say that it doesn’t make my heart beat out of my chest but he tames it like a wild beast, he has complete control. if you stand off to the side, you can watch the show. lightning surrounds him but he is never burnt. he’s like a god when he strikes, i've never seen something so terrifying but beautiful. he's beautiful. but i don’t tell the teenage boy that and i dont tell him that sometimes the loud crackle of his chidori haunts me when im alone. 

when i'm a chunnin, i feel much older than i am. it's not due to the title of my rank but because i keep plunging my kunai into grown men’s hearts and have to pretend it doesn’t faze me to see blood squirting from punctured arteries. i don't see him around the village much anymore. he lives in the darkness, in the shadows but sometimes he comes out into the light. he's grown so much older and taller and i think he looks handsome in his gear. toned arms and biceps and that tattoo on his left upper arm, the one that tells the world where his loyalties lie. walking past him, i prepare to feel the chill of his icy demeanor but i say his name, wave and smile. the only one of his eyes that sees the world widens and the veins of his arms bulge at my greeting, i can’t see his hands because they’re stuffed in his pockets. he always looks away but this time, for the smallest of seconds, he nods in my direction and then he is gone.

when the nine tailed beast attacks the village, i am kept away from the battle in a forest with the rest of the ninja around my age. he’s there, standing by his friend who talks and talks. i like his friend, he always greets me with enthusiasm. i try to ignore the sounds of my village being destroyed and the screams of the unfortunate dying people as i am powerless to do anything. my eyes move on their own in his direction only to find he has the same idea. for a moment, air leaves my lungs and i nod politely before i look away. his eyes meet mine one, two, three times. that night my home was buried under a mountain of rock and rubble and he lost the last person that knew the true extent of the damage this world had inflicted on him. 

the elderly lady at the stall with the hair clips told me i've grown into a beautiful young lady and i blush at her comment and insist it isn’t so. she tells me i must have a lot of boys' attention and i buy the deep blue hair clip with the faux sapphire gem. it stands out in my dark hair. it's been a long time since my house was crushed and a long time since he’s sat in the dango store with his friends but here’s there when i walk by. the compliment has me on cloud nine and i'm glad he’s not alone anymore. i smile at the group, say ‘ hey guys ’ and wave. for a millisecond my eye catches his as i'm walking by and my mind plays tricks on me. i think i see his cheeks tinge red.

kurenai came up to me one summer's morning and asked if i was attending the festival. i told her i was but likely alone. maybe i wasn’t such a pretty girl, no fish ever nibbled on the hook of the fishing pole i cast into the waters. her boyfriend looked bored as we spoke and her crimson eyes smile when she brings up the boy with the silver hair’s name, pretending she doesn’t notice my breath hitch for the slightest of moments. ‘ you should ask him, he’s not going with anyone either ’ she tells me and then she drags her boyfriend away. i sit alone on the cliffs for an hour thinking it through, my knees up to my chin as i wonder why she would suggest such a thing. iwashi is pissed that i'm twenty minutes late to meet up with them.

his group joins up with mine hours later and i greet him as i always do. he stands off to the side and plays with his hands and every time i catch his eye he looks as if he wants to say something to me. they say love feels like butterflies but when my eyes meets his, those butterflies turn into angry bees. i want to say something to him too, ask him where his friend got the idea that i should ask him to go with me but the bees within me sting and their venom prevents me from opening my mouth. i avert my gaze and pretend to listen to genma when he talks about his favourite order of ramen. 

we all part ways but we’re together again within the hour and i'm waiting nervously at the spot kurenai told me to come back to. my yukata is the colour of lapis and white periwinkles decorate the sleeves and i wonder if i look plain compared to the girls around me dressed in passionate pinks, gentle purples, and bold reds. he doesn’t see me at first but i see him. his yukata is dark grey with light thin stripes and it compliments his bright silver hair wonderfully. it’s the first time i've seen his hair down and his long strands are wild and stick out all over the place, i think i fall in love with him all over again. hes alone and i don’t dare to approach but he finally sees me. he waves, i nod. he's so handsome that i can’t stand to look at him so i don’t.

it’s dark and explosions of many colours light up the sky. i'm so distracted by the loud boom echoing off the hills and the blue, red, white and green lights on a black landscape that i don’t notice he's standing right beside me watching it too. knuckles lightly brush against my own, my chest tightens at the sensation. it’s distracting enough that i tear my eyes away from the sky show. they’re as wide as a possum when i meet his gaze. he doesn’t say anything, he just stares for a moment before he looks back at the fireworks. it was an accident and i forgive and forget but then his fingers awkwardly hook around my own, clinging for dear life. i cannot look, i cannot think nor speak. i hold my breath and blink rapidly while i cling onto his fingers just as tightly. when the fireworks are finished, we consider each other in silence for a minute. his hand leaves mine and we part ways without a word.

every time i see him, i see fireworks and feel the ghost of his fingers wrap around my own. he acknowledges me and we’re rarely left alone around each other; when we are we do not speak of it. we lean against a railing side by side and watch our friends fool around. courageously i say to him that the weather is nice today and he nods in agreement before his friend calls him over. when he leaves my side, his knuckles brush past mine once more. i jump in surprise and tell myself it was another forgivable accident but then he glances back at me as he walks away and i can’t be too sure. 

i am frozen still in a shrub waiting for the enemy to pass by. the sound of my heartbeat in my ears is so loud but suddenly it is replaced with the familiar crackle of electricity that haunted my dreams for the longest of times. when i turn around i see a man gasping for life, holding on tightly to the kunai i imagined would have been plunged into the nape of my neck if it wasn’t for the ball of lightning sizzling away in his chest. the man’s body drops to the ground and i finally see him standing there in the man’s place, his lower arm is soaked with blood from the fatal strike. he takes my hand and helps me onto my feet. that famous red eye is hiding behind a porcelain hound mask and he asks me if i'm okay. i assure him i am and thank him, he nods his head in reply and walks away. i don’t mind that he’s left my hand stained with our enemy’s blood. 

when i am given the rank of jonin i am months away from being twenty. i’m not allowed to drink just yet but my older friends buy bottles of sake to share in the park and i accept the invitation without giving it much thought. it’s sweet on my tongue and goes down smoothly, the aftertaste reminds me of potatoes for some strange reason i can’t put my finger on. i drink and i drink until half a bottle is gone and my cheeks are red and i laugh too loudly at asuma’s lame jokes. the stars are beautiful tonight but they just look like streaks of light in my blurry vision. i lay in the grass, my head feels light and my stomach slightly churns. out of nowhere he is in my line of sight, standing over me with a touch of concern on the features that aren’t hidden away. he asks me if i'm okay and i say i'm just fine and i think to myself that i'm glad to see him. 

when he takes me home, he lectures his friends that i'm too young to get drunk and they reply that i'll be old enough in a couple of months and it doesn’t make that much of a difference. he doesn’t mind my drunken babbling and how my head leans on his shoulder as we walk slowly through the dimly lit streets. his grip around my waist is tight and i try not to say something foolish like the way he fights is a form of art or that i want him to hold my hand again. he drops me off at the door and leaves once i am inside safely. i pass out that night thinking of the ways i want to be his.

i am twenty one when he leaves the anbu and i see him on the streets alone. his nose is in a book and he doesn’t notice as i walk by. i fight the urge to turn around and ask him how he’s going, i’ll be late to meet up with my old squad to train if i do. later when i walk home, i stare off into the distance and think about making dinner and sharpening my collection of kunai when i collide with something hard. i jump out of fright at the impact, ready to snap when two hands land on my shoulders to secure me in place. we’re not kids anymore and he smiles at me and apologises even when i'm at fault. i ask him how he’s been and he says he’s been just fine. he walks me home and we talk about missions and his new role as a squad leader. on my doorstep he says he’ll see me around and then he is gone and i am left greedily wanting more of his time.

one day when we are standing alone he tells me he is in love with me. it is is out of the blue and i brush it off with laugher, telling him he couldn’t possibly be; he takes my hand in his and insists it’s true. he tells me that he has been since the moment i collided with him in the street when he was ten years old. that when the world was unkind to him, i provided enough kindness to keep him going, all in a smile and a greeting. it is everything i have wanted to hear and more. the angry swarm of bees are back and i am stung over and over again. he can tell that i'm paralysed so his lips fall gently onto mine and it allows me to say the things i cannot utter out loud. my eyes are closed and i can see the very same fireworks from the night our fingers touched. when he breaks away from me he says we should get out of here and wordlessly i agree. we walk in the streets of the village and i am unsure of the destination he has in mind. his fingers are wrapped around mine.

[ohmykazuha]

wahhh im sorry ur having a bad night jiaaa :((( i hope tmrw is a better day for u !! (im sure it will be :D!)

but anyways since none of ur og biases are kazuha im legally allowed to write fluff hcs for u which will hopefully make you feel better !! :>

um. i actually have no clue what to write abt so this might not be that great but i still hope you like it <3 !!

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albedo's mind works far faster than the average person, which makes sense, considering he technically isn't a human. but he swears the thoughts rushing through his mind reach the speed of light when he catches you picking up his sketchbook to glance through. in a manner contrasting his usual composed demeanour, he practically runs over and grabs the book out of your hands, prompting you to ask confusedly, "bedo, what's wrong???" "i-it's nothing. really. i just remembered some experiments i have yet to finish, and i've just noticed a marvellous sweet flower specimen i need to sketch," the alchemist hastily replies with a reddened face before quickly leaving the room. a single page slips out from the notebook, but he's gone before you can tell him about it - although after you see it, a warm yet embarrassed smile paints your features. the entire page is filled with doodles and detailed sketches of you, smiling, laughing, talking, just going about your day. your name is noted at the bottom of the page, and there's even a tiny heart next to it, though it's been scribbled over as if the artist was suddenly shy after drawing it. you chuckle to yourself softly as you clutch the paper tightly and shake your head, now you had to decide whether to confess to albedo that you had seen the sketches, or keep it a secret until he decides to admit it himself - either way, you're over the moon that your feelings are reciprocated.

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LMAO i was planning to write a short drabble for each but albedos ended up being too long 💀

but yes pls consider

- jean scolding u for overworking and then you scolding HER for overworking and you both just start laughing and agree to make sure each other work within proper hours

- going for karaoke w thoma !! he screams along the lyrics to romance songs w you and its terribly off tune but it's cute 🥺 also whenever u sing he gets rlly quiet and starry eyed bc omfg his s/o has the voice of an angel

- flustering kaeya 👀 definitely not the easiest thing to do, but when you succeed it's totally worth it bc of his red cheeks and the way he's suddenly unable to meet your eyes,,, totally different from his usually cocky smirk HAHA

ok i better go to sleep now omg,,, i hope these at least made you smile jia :) !! please do feel free to message me on discord if you wanna rant, or you can even dm me here on tumblr ! or even if u don't wanna vent & just wanna talk tbh, id love to become better friends w you sooo yeah :D !!! AHAHA OK ily gn !! <3

quill my dearest i'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to reply to this! thank you for this ahh I LOVE YOUUU <3 thank you for the effort put into this as well, and the headcanons! this makes me so so happy >< and yes i wanna be better friends with you as well ❤️ mwahh i love you hecking lotssss!

[castiels-majestic-wings]

HISTORY - PART 2

Paring - Loki x Reader

Word Count - 2,262

Warnings - None

Ever since you returned from Asgard, Tony has been less than happy with your decisions. He refused to let you be alone with Loki, he didn't trust him. Whenever you would go to the Library to show Loki your favourite books, Tony sent someone in with you. Everyone agreed except for Thor, he had seen you get along before. He knew Loki meant no harm to you. Tony on the other hand, was getting under his skin, and the only reason he hasn't been harmed is because you had asked him not to.

Loki showed great interest in the midgardian ways of living. He asked many questions while reading your books but not as many as he was asking now. You were showing him the museum that wasn't that far from the Tower. You had left without informing Tony so you could finally be at peace without being watched like a hawk.

It was peaceful looking at the exhibits. You had attempted to answer all of Loki's questions to the best of your ability. He was such a curious soul. So full of knowledge and craving for more. He seemed to enjoy himself, his eyes were sparkling with curiosity and infatuation. You had gone through half of the museum before you heard the black sabbath ringtone Tony had set for himself. You rolled your eyes as you answered the call placing the phone next to your ear.

"Hey Tony I-"

"Where on earth are you? I can't find you or Loki anywhere? Did he hurt you? Are you okay?"

"We went out as per my request. No he didn't harm me, yes I'm fine. But I'm a little irritated now that you've disturbed my peace." Loki had looked towards you knowing exactly who you were talking to.

"I've told you (Y/N) you can't be alone with him!" You rolled your eyes again. He's so predictable.

"Why?! He's really nice Tony. He's changed, if you just got your head out of your ass you would see that! You need to learn to accept people. Thor has changed a lot since you first met him right? Why is Loki any different?! You would see that he's a great person if you actually gave him a chance! Im hanging up now, and don't you dare look for us" You hung up and placed your phone back in your pocket finally returning Loki's confused gaze.

"Honestly Tony has no idea what he's talking about. I was there in New York too and I've looked passed that I don't see why he can't." You sat down on the bench close by, needing to sit before you get too frustrated.

"I presume the cause of his mistrust is my actions. I did try to kill him, but I never tried to harm you." He spoke matter of factly leaning on the wall next to you.

"Whether you tried to harm me or not, I've was terrified of you until i asked for your help in Asgard"

"Yes I do recall your reaction to seeing me in the Library. I always stay in there but my Brother had told me that you feared me so I left. Started reading in my chambers instead. I can't complain though, it was a nice change." You frowned at the thought. He had known of your fear of him before you saw him in Asgard.

"Is that why you avoided me then? Because you knew I was scared?"

"Well yes. You intrigued me when I first saw you in Midgard. I hadn't expected someone to be at the tower. I could tell you were scared of me. The fear in your eyes. And the shaking in your hands. You never once looked away. I knew you wouldn't be a threat to me. So when Thor had asked me to avoid you I didn't take it lightly."

"Well thank you for- for that. I was scared. I was terrified to ask you for help but I'm glad I did. Otherwise we- we wouldn't be here right now. Not in this situation at least." You smiled towards him standing back up. His eyes were full of hope and admiration. The way he looked down at you was different now. You couldn't quite tell what it was. He was good at concealing his feelings. His eyes lingered on your lips before they flicked back up to your eyes.

"I'm glad also. You're a glorious companion to have, you're such a beauty." You're face flushed at the compliment. Not just because of the compliment, but because it came from a god. A man who had grown up with plenty of beautiful and strong women, you were merely average compared to them. Plus you were just a human -a midgardian- in his eyes at least. He was higher than you, in authority, power. You had never thought he would look at you the way he is now.

"You're flushed my darling. Would you like to get some water?" The smirk on his lips confirmed that he knew what you were thinking. Over the past couple of months you've become closer. And over time you had caught feelings for the god in front of you. And he just found out.

"N-No need. It's fine. Shall we continue the tour? We can look at the artwork next"

"My I would love to but the best piece of art is right here" He became more bold after he confirmed his suspicions. He wanted to make you a blubbering red-faced mess. And he was successful.

"Lets just- Lets just go then. We can go back home and tell Thor all about the new knowledge you received. I doubt he remembers anything I explained to him when we came here together."

"So you brought him here too?"

"Yes he was curious about us midgardians. But he didn't hold on to the information like you have. You enjoy the knowledge you possess but Thor just needs his power to be satisfied." Loki stayed silent. Stuck in a thought he didn't want to share. So you didn't pry.

"Come on let's head home, we can come back here another time." He nodded without saying another word. It wasn't often Loki was silent when he wasn't reading a book. But you let him be. You walked towards the exit Loki not far behind you. You had found a cafe nearby and asked if Loki wanted to join you. He smiled and accepted your invitation.

It was a small place, only 6 tables. Four of them being able to seat four people and the rest could hold two, maybe three if a chair was placed on the outside of the table. The smell of coffee and pastries filled the air, making you inhale deeply to take in the scent.

Loki had noticed how calm you were in this setting, he took note of that for next time you were upset, he could perhaps bring you here himself. You ordered your usual beverage and a muffin while Loki looked at the menu above the baristas.

"Have you tried midgardian beverages Loki?"

"Not really, Thor tried to give me coffee but it wasn't to my taste." His face showed disgust at the memory.

"I'd say to try a cappuccino, Thor takes his coffee black and that's so bitter compared to a cappuccino."

"I'll take what you recommend." He smiled.

"I'll take a cappuccino and a blueberry muffin too please" The barista nodded as she wrote down the rest of your order. You paid before she left to make your drinks. You went to sit at the two-seater by the window. You cupped your chin within your palm leaning on it for support. Looking out to the streets of New York. Loki took notice of the way your hair fell onto your shoulders, small strands parted in front of your eyes.

He didn't know when he started caring for you, but knowing that you liked him made him wonder if he felt the same way. He wasn't exactly sure what it meant to love someone. He had never felt it before, except his love for his mother. He cared deeply for her. But she had told him that loving a parent, and loving a partner are two very different things. Just then your order had arrived. You thanked the barista before giving her a warm smile as she turned to tend to the other customers.

You took a sip of your drink letting out a small moan of delight. It had been a while since you enjoyed drinks at a cafe. Loki hesitated before taking a sip of his coffee. He paused, letting the taste linger before judging it.

"I have to say this is a delightful beverage. You have great taste (Y/N)."

"Well I've always enjoyed Cafe's, I always tried to taste every type of coffee, tea, even the seasonal drinks. I enjoy most of them, but I don't like them if they're too bitter." He hummed taking another sip of his drink.

"I see why you would enjoy it. It's peaceful here"

"I always thought it was the perfect date spot. But I never dated anyone who wanted to come to a place like this."

"Well they must have terrible taste not to enjoy this. I must say though. I would rather enjoy it if you called this a date." There he goes again, being bold. Your cheeks turned red at his comment. You looked down and played with your cup not knowing how to respond before he chuckled making you look up swiftly.

"You don't have to call it that darling. It was just a suggestion."

"No. I- I'd like that." You gave him a smile. You never thought that day you asked for help, would result in you going on a date with a god you feared in the past. But you enjoyed it. You continued talking until the barista came to tell you they were closing. You apologized and collected your things before exiting the premises. It was darker now. The cold air of the night getting to you as you rubbed your hands together.

Loki took your hand in his and began walking to the tower not giving you a chance to respond. He didn't even look towards you. His boldness made it seem like he was experienced in relationships, but the way he avoided your gaze made you think the opposite. Had he not loved before in his long life? God's live for millennia while humans live for 80 years at average. You didn't know what was going to happen next, but you hoped you could start a new chapter in your life. One with Loki by your side, not as a friend. But as a lover.

When you made it to the tower Loki didn't let go of your hand. Tony didn't notice either, he was preoccupied. He started yelling explaining that you can't leave for a whole day with a 'war criminal' because it's unsafe. You let him finish before you picked up your joined hands.

"He is anything but unsafe Tony. Plus he will never harm me. He never even tried to. I trust him so should you." His breathing went heavy in fury.

"Youre dating him? How can you do that after everything he did?" Tony became aggressive. Of course he would, he's very overprotective of you, he's known you for years and saw you as his own daughter. Everyone became aware of the situation and tried to calm him down. Thor was happy knowing his brother found love. But the rest of them weren't so sure about your relationship. They aren't aware that you had your first date today or the fact that it became official just 20 minutes prior.

"Well if you listened to me for once in your life you'd know why! Tony I'm not going to argue with you okay. And I'm not going to break up with him just because you disagree with it okay!" You dragged Loki with you to your room and avoided Tony for a while.

"I wasn't aware you felt so strongly about me." Loki smirked.

"My reactions to you calling that a date was enough of an answer for you. But, what are we now? Are we dating? Or are we just-" At that moment he silenced you. With his lips pressing against your own, his hand rested on your cheek while the other was on your waist. You froze but soon melted into the kiss. Placing your hands around his neck pulling him closer than you already were. It felt like hours before you finally pulled away gasping for breath. You rested your forehead against his own giggling at his previous action.

"You are so bold my king." Knowing how much he wanted to rule a kingdom, you thought that would be a fitting name to give him. He pulled away to look you in the eyes, shock washing over his face. He didn't know how to react to you calling him that, but he liked it. He smiled at you, glancing down at your form.

"Of course, I cannot hold my tongue in most situations darling" You smiled happy at where you were. It took Tony a while to accept the fact that you were indeed dating, and you were so glad you found the courage to speak to him that day. Because now you were where you needed to be. By his side. Ready to take on anything as long as you were together.

@prepareforsomestrangethings

[animated-atrocities]

Doogal: I blame the French

Doogal (2006)

Synopsis:

Florence and her animal friends live in the Enchanted Village, which is under the care of Zebedee, a kindly wizard. However, a dark cloud approaches this sunny world. After being encased in ice for eons, Zeebad, Zebedee's evil double, reappears and threatens to start another ice age. The only way to stop Zeebad is for Florence and friends to find three magic diamonds before he does. -Google

Memorable Quotes:

“Look at that Im great! Ope I’m average…. Im terrible!”

"Oh I slimed my shell.😩"

Does it hold up to how I remember?

Okay so firstly, I didn't even know this was originally a French animated film released a year prior called The Magic Roundabout. So that was pretty wack, but also makes sense because oh boy does the lip-syncing just not make any sense whatsoever! Now getting into character design, this was an uhhh interesting one to say the least, like why does the snail have so many tiny human teeth??? Why does the rabbit, Dylan (voiced by Jimmy Fallon whaaaat) always look 'intoxicated', and whyyyy is the train just existing with giant creepy eyes?? Very weird. Plus they threw out pop culture references every 10 second that gave me such whiplash, every comedic line was either a pop culture reference or a fart joke. But does it hold up to how I remember? Sadly, I gotta say this does not seem as good as I remember. It's actually kinda sad because I remember being in love with this movie as a kid and I would beg my sister to watch it with me but this just felt so obviously like a cash grab by all the celebrities there was in this movie and don't get me wrong, most of them sounded like they gave it their all and really cared but it just didn't feel the same that it used to...

If you'd like to recommend a movie you can find it on the sidebar under 'recommendations' thanks for reading! :)

[theonlygamergost]

With brothers by my side-Fd!au

This fanfiction is based on the Family Dynamic au made by @antarctic-bay, if you would like to know more, go check them out!!!

Also please bear in mind that the things written in this might not be canon!

Of course this fic was grammatically corrected by the amazing @im-default

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Minetra was rambling about how the boys would handle being stressed and under pressure, and this fanfiction focuses mainly on Wilbur, since she gave me an amazing prompt without realizing it

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Enjoy~

“Ok class!” The english teacher grabbed everyone’s attention by clapping. The sound echoing in the large, mostly empty, room.

“Today we will be reading the speeches you have written for this weekend festival, as you may already know, every class will give a speech, and today, hopefully with no hard feelings, we will decide whose speech is going to be presented, and who will read it”

Will was too tired to listen and to care, he had forgotten that this “speech-thing” was due today, (because the teacher gave them an entire week to write it, but Wilbur remembered it only the day before) so he had to pull a classic all-nighter to get it done in time, but everyone had to write one, so a three am sleep-deprived text was good enough to show he had done it, get a decent vote, and move on.

One by one, everyone read their speeches, the difference by an actual speech and a last-minute one was abyssal, Wilbur was half-listening, half-struggling to not fall asleep and half-thinking about accords to play on the guitar after school ended.

“Mr.Pandel?” Wilbur abruptly straightened his back, almost knocking his pencil case off the desk “Since you look bored of your classmate’s speeches, why don’t you illuminate us with your speech?”

Oh you bitch

Without adding anything else, he stood up, took a deep breath and started reading his text, a mess that was not even written properly, it was scribbled SO badly he struggled to read it, and between illegible hieroglyphs and grammatical errors, it would have made any english teacher scream out of terror. 

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His speech ended up being not terrible, but if he would have put any effort into it, no doubt his speech would have been chosen in a heartbeat.

It did help that his voice was secure and very convincing, so in the worst case scenario, he would have gotten off with an average vote.

After everyone read their texts, it was time to choose who’s one was going on a stage.

The vote was fought between the British boy whose family was royal and all that bullshit and a girl who often skipped classes, so no one remembered her name...the girl ended up winning the vote and the boy almost flipped her off in front of the teacher, it would have been hilarious, but it didn't happen.

“Now that that’s settled…” The teacher cleared her throat, cleaning the blackboard to vote for the second decision: who was going to read the speech?

Student after student, the votes for Wilbur skyrocketed, to the point where no one was even close to the points he had: he was going to hold the speech as his class representative at the school’s open festival.

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As he was closing the front door, he shouted “I’m home!”, waiting for a reply that would never arrive.

The house was empty, which made Wilbur a little sad since he had just shouted a greeting to empty walls.

He slipped his phone out of his pocket into his hand while opening the cupboards, grabbing Tommy’s cereals and… Oh yeah… That…

He had forgotten that his mug was in the sink, since no one had washed up the dishes that morning… Meaning that there were also no spoons left… Goddammit

Placing the phone on the counter, he grabbed his mug and the spoon in it to wash them, was he going to wash the rest of the dishes? No, after all, he wasn't the one on sink duty that night, so he couldn't care less.

After cleaning his mug, pouring cereals and milk and sitting down on the couch to open Youtube, it hit him properly.

He was going to give a speech as his class representative at the school’s open festival… Open…

Wait- shit, OPEN?!

He almost spat out the milk as he thought of that.

His school’s open festival was actually pretty known in town, and it was sure to attract parents and grandparents of the students, plus, everyone that swung by since there was also a market of hand-made miscellaneous.

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“Oh, that’s amazing Will!”

“Way to go bro!”    

“...Cool”

Were the reaction of the Pandel brothers, Phil was very proud and supportive, Tommy was straight up happy for him and Techno was… tired, very tired ,three deadlines were coming up at once and he didn’t have time to work on them before because he had other things to study. But from the small tired smile he gave him, Wilbur understood that he was just as happy as the other two.

“I’m also working for our class's stand!” Tommy was radiating the energy and excitement Techno was missing while explaining his role at the festival. “We will be serving juice made from flowers! It was a science experiment and it turned out great! Me, Tubbo and Deo will make the lavender extract!”

“If it’s made by you three, I’m not trying it, I don’t trust you” Will teased Tommy, who instantly took the bait and barked back, Phil just laughed at the small back and forth between them that went on for a good two minutes.

“And you Techno?” Phil asked the half-asleep teen, “Are you doing anything for the festival?” Techno took back his plate after giving it to Tommy for a refill, “Publicly? Nah, too much pressure, I’m helping the teachers count how many spots we need. I let the plebs do the hard work, I just tell them where to put their stuff and which stand is theirs”

After dinner everyone went to do their own things, and miraculously, everyone slept more than five hours that night, they all needed and deserved it.

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In the days before the event, Wilbur studied by heart the speech, every now and then saying it out loud to be sure it sounded good.

As the festival got closer though, his stress and the pressure placed on him by teachers and students alike became more and more, heavier and heavier.

Until the day arrived, from when he woke up, he kept count of the hours and minutes that separated him from either a catastrophe, or a smooth speech.

He was scared of both of them equally.

Phil and Will were walking between the stands, Techno was laid off by the teachers a couple of minutes ago, so he caught up and joined them, Will couldn't help but notice the white shirt with the black and red diagonal line tie with golden hints that Techno was wearing, it looked very good on him, it made him look very fancy-

“HEY BITCHES!!!” Tommy waved energetically, embarrassing Tubbo and Deo, “COME TRY OUT THIS SHIT!”

“T-Tommy please don’t shout that…” Tubbo whispered.

Tommy’s class stand, judging by the que, was very popular, the flower’s extracts were attracting everyone, but Tommy just gave them access from behind the stand, the lavender extract ended up being very good.

“If you want I can do it at home too! I’m a- I’m an extract master now! Yeah!” Everyone laughed at Tommy’s confidence while enjoying the sweet hand-made drink.

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Will was scared, peeking from the black curtain, the sea of students and adults in front of the stage inside the gym building was infinite, Wilbur couldn't see the end.

He sat down and brought his knees to his chest, he was stressed, scared...how could he have been so confident until now? How did he manage to agree to this? Why-

“Are you there Will?” Phil’s voice made him bounce on his feet, making his head spin by the rushed actions.

Putting up a fake smile, he greeted his brothers “H-hello Boys! heh…”

“Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiill!!! There are so many people out there! It’s the year before yours that’s giving the speech right now, aren’t you nervous?” Tommy was munching on the sour candy Techno had bought him to redeem himself from the time he stole his candy. Will was trying his hardest not to bite his lip or fiddle around with his shirt.

“I’m fine boys! Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing! eheh…”

Phil was looking at Will confused, his head tilted to one side.

“If you say so Will…” Techno was also skeptical about Will’s words… but he decided to believe his older brother, “Do your best out there, you know how to do it” His smile became a bit more sincere when listening to Techno's words.

The older one shook his head, “Don’t give me that bullshit Wilbur, c’mere” Phil grabbed the younger out of nowhere and embraced him as tightly as he could.

Wilbur was frozen by the shock, clenching his fists while trying not to cry. The younger two looked at him and then at each other, after nodding, they joined in on the hug.

After a minute of silence, Phil spoke up, “I know you’re nervous Wilbur, everyone would be” the warmth coming from his brothers was melting his stress away, their hugs making a wall around his body and head, he couldn't hear the outside noises anymore.

“I believe in you Will, I’m sure that once you get on that stage, everything will go smoothly just as you planned. Show the world you are stronger than your emotions” As they freed Wilbur from the brotherly… no, family hug, he was focused up and confident.

Techno placed a hand on his shoulder and mouthed “You got this” and followed the other two who were already out of Wilbur’s sight.

He took a deep breath as the voice on stage introduced him.

Here we go

He stepped on stage as cheers and claps filled the air, in the large crowd before him, he noticed his classmates and a couple of teachers, and of course, his brothers.

Phil was smiling with a thumbs up, Tommy was shouting “GO WILBUR GO!!!” while jumping up and down, Techno nodded and cracked a smile:

With his brothers by his side, he was ready to take on the whole world.

[pinkykitten]

Forest pt. 1

 Castlevania 

Alucard Tepes x female! reader

Warning: cursing, violence, gore, mentions of blood

Specifics: chapter fic, romance, angst, fluff, not requested, action, adventure, race neutral reader, human reader

People: alucard tepes, monster thingy from the show

Words: 3,338

Summary: Since Alucard lives in the forest now in Dracula’s castle he meets the reader in the forest and in that moment he starts to have a liking towards her and is very bashful, blushy and romantic towards her and she is a goofball and is very silly and lighthearted. From the moment that they met all Alucard wants to do is protect the reader no matter what is takes. 

Authors Note: god alucard is so sexy and so beautiful like god dang! lol sorry im a bit of a horny nerd. anywho its rlly late where im at andddddd i cant go to sleep cuz i slept the whole day so ayyyee. anywho i was inspired idk where but i was inspired to write this bc i think alucard deserves love and someone who adores him like i do. i loved writing this tho and rlly want to write for castlevania more but this is going to be chapters idk how many yet lets just see where the wind takes us i hate planning anyways. IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS THO I AINT EVEN MAD ABOUT IT!!!!! LIKE YASSSSSSSSSS

“Alright so its been almost a month and I haven’t died. That must mean I’m doing something right.” You used a piece of wood you made into a cane to help you get up the steep hills. You were voyaging alone in the forest. You had a family that were settled more outside the town that you lived near. You were a large family and your siblings came down with a sickness. You were determined to find a cure and determined to find medicine for them. As scary as it may have seemed you needed to put on a brave face for the dangers that lay out ahead. You knew those monsters walked around and as much as that terrified you, your siblings came first. At a young age, adventure excited you and you always wanted to prove to yourself and family that you were more than capable of doing things alone. 

You saw a river down below. The water rushing past rocks made you relaxed and with a glint in your eyes you smiled. “Aha!” You looked left and right, seeing if anyone was present. “Alone with just the woods and me. I knew mother was wrong. I can very much so take care of myself.” You threw your satchel on the floor alongside with your clothes. “I smell like a pig.” You chuckled at your joke. The cool, clear water was down below as you ran to it, looking forward to the coldness and the feeling of being clean. You jumped in not knowing someone was near. 

You dunked your face laughing. “And there’s fish!” You swam behind a light blue fish. Being at awe when you saw the way the fins shone from the sun. You picked it up skillfully and carefully you set it free. Your body delicately floated. “This is the life.” Birds chirped, the wind blew like a whisper against your cheek. 

But suddenly, the rustle of the trees alarmed you. You heard the snapping of a twig. Your head snapped to the noise. Fear bubbled inside you as you thought of all the possibilities. What if it was a bear? What if it were those monsters? Your heart sped fast as you backed out of the river. Your breathing was faster. You needed to get out of here. As you got out your back hit against fur. You quickly turned around as saw a huge demon, monster, you didn’t even know what but you knew it was from Dracula’s army. Its teeth were sharp and its eyes were bright and red. It was your worst nightmare. You erupted a scream as you sprinted around it, climbing the hill to where your satchel laid. 

“Oh my God! Oh my God! I’m gonna die!” You didn’t care about your nudeness, all that mattered to you was surviving. You tried to go as fast as possible but the creature landed in front of you, stopping you from escaping. It cornered you against a huge boulder and tree. With everything you had you lifted your cane high in the air and hit the monster. It didn’t even flinch. 

“What?” Your eyes widened in horror. The creature picked you up as if you weighed nothing and threw you against a tree. You cried out in pain as your back burned and ached to an extreme level. You then noticed that a tree branch stabbed right through your shoulder. The blood dripped down your arm onto your naked skin. You felt queasy and weak. Thoughts and last words echoed through your mind. The monster was about to devour you but a flash of blonde hair came into your vision and you saw, him.

This young man was nothing you’ve ever seen before. He was stronger than the average person, throwing the monster back and forth. He punched it high in the air and then threw it against the boulder. He was incredible. Full of power. Your eyes were starting to close and your vision grew blurry as the last thing you saw were the fangs that the man displayed. 

“Mother I had this terrible dream!” Your whole body shot up. That was a terrible decision as you winced in pain. “It was not a dream.” You breathed hard as you took in your surroundings. The fire was lit making the room comfortable as you were once shivering from being wet. It looked as if you were in the kitchen of somebody's house. “Hello?” Your throat was dry. You were in a stranger’s house. You were in a stranger’s house! “Oh dear.”  You were put high onto a table. You jumped off but were still too weak. You landed hard on your knees but caught yourself with your arms. Your shoulder pounding in pain. You became dizzy. You heard footsteps nearing. “Who are you?” You tried to stand up again but slipped into the arms of a man. 

“Hold on. You are still not well.” His voice came out almost like a whisper. He picked you up and sat you back on the table. “Also, I’m the man who saved your life.”

“That was you? That was, um, pretty amazing.” You curled into yourself. You were nervous around this man. He intimidated you and made you feel shy. He was very handsome and charming. “You kicked that things as* real good.”

The man chuckled, “thank you.”

You quickly looked at your nightgown. It was too big for you as the sleeves ate your arms and the collar was off the shoulders. Your eyes shot open. You were bashful. “Did you, um, see anything?”

He looked away, “I kinda had to. Sorry. You were naked when I saved you.”

“Great. That’s great,” you inhaled clapping your hands. Suddenly you sensed a throbbing pain on your shoulder and you looked to see a blood stain on the nightgown. “Um excuse me sir. Is that supposed to happen?”

The man looked worried as he laid you back down and pulled the nightgown down enough to see your shoulder. “It does not look good. It seems with that jump you reopened the stitches.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. God, this really hurts.”

He got to work on doing your stitches again as he got his items. “Bite down on this.” He opened his mouth to show the action and you saw his teeth. 

“Agh please don’t eat me! You’re a vampire aren’t you?” You flinched away. 

The man rolled his eyes as he shoved the cloth in your mouth but before he got started on you he said, “You are right. I am a vampire.”

You spat the cloth out, “I knew it. I also would like to know your name as this may be my last moment and I would like to remember who will either save me or take my life. My name is y/n l/n.”

“The names Alucard Tepes and this is going to sting a little.” With that Alucard poured some alcohol on your wounds. (im sorry i dont know how helping ppl w medical stuff works :( 

You shifted and tried pouncing up, fighting the urge to let out a blood curdling scream. But Alucard pushed you down with his hands, shushing you gently. “I know, this hurts.” You could almost sense some love and actual concern in his voice. His brows knitted, “I promise, you are almost finished.” 

You looked deep into Alucard’s eyes. They were the most beautiful eyes you have ever seen. This man or vampire looked unreal. He looked made up, something from stories you read as a child, like a prince. You felt something go off within you. Not knowing if it was lust or something else but a fire erupted inside your soul as Alucard’s face inched closer to yours to get to work on your shoulder. His smell was intoxicating. Almost like a musk but yet something floral, fresh, mixed in. Your heart thumped faster at the contact. 

His plump lips quivered as they looked at your state. No way did he want this innocent soul as beautiful as you looked dying on his table. He already had to deal with a lot recently. He didn’t know why or understand but he had this inclination, this feeling, that he needed to keep you alive. He just had to. 

Unable to keep the scream at bay no more you let it out. Your veins protruding from your neck as you became dizzy and once again passed out.

Your eyes opened. Your body was aching. It felt like it went through war. You inhaled as you looked around again, but this time you were hoping things were not a dream as then Alucard would be fake. Remembering his name your head whipped to the side to see Alucard holding a wash cloth stained with blood. He was sound asleep. His head resting against his arm against the table. All the medical stuff was out and about as if he were still working on you. His back was arched at a odd position. 

“He must of fallen asleep while working on me,” you whispered to yourself. His hair sprayed out on his shoulders and table. Without a second thought you touched his hair lightly and you were shocked. It felt like silk upon your fingers! His golden eye lashes kissed his cheek as he snoozed so peacefully. You felt bad leaving him to worry for you and to be sleeping in an uncomfortable place. You felt you weren’t that deserving of such treatment.

You kicked your feet out and hopped off the table. Your feet pattered against the hard floor as you walked to Alucard. You snatched him a blanket you saw nearby and draped it over his tall, lean body. You smiled seeing how elegant and graceful he looked sleeping. 

You yawned, scratching your head as you looked upon the window and noticed it was raining. Surprisingly in this vampire but also a stranger’s house the rain seemed cozy and it made you feel at peace. It was dark in his house. The trees shook from the tiny wind and rain. 

“I must leave but I should thank Alucard for helping me with my wound last night. I probably wouldn’t have last without him.” Your mind wondered back to what happened at the river. Yes, Dracula was gone according to what the towns people said but why was his army still about, his monsters? It didn’t make sense to you. But what did you know? You were just a weak human living in a mysterious world you didn’t want any part of. 

You pulled out a chair and got to writing a thank you letter to Alucard, pulling out a pen, ink and a piece of paper.

“Dear Alucard. No, too direct. How about, to a savior? Too high and mighty.” Finally you had written your letter but it sounded very awkward and you were too much of a p*ssy to give it to Alucard. “Ugh this is hopeless.” You crumpled up the paper, throwing it on the floor by the garbage. 

You thought and thought and thought until an idea popped in your mind. “I know,” you snapped. “I’ll make him breakfast. My mother always says a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” You crossed your fingers, “lets just hope this man likes human food instead of hearts and blood.” You gulped. 

You rolled your sleeves up, washed your hands and brought out the pots and pans and butter. “I’m going to make toast, eggs, bacon, beans and mushrooms.”

You spiced up the food and placed them in a skillet. The sizzle satisfying your ears. The sun started to peak through the clouds as the aroma wafted through the house. You grinned, loving to cook and make a person happy with your hard work. “I hope he likes this.” You were almost finished when Alucard coughed behind you. 

You jumped, being in the zone. “Oh hi there,” you waved awkwardly. “My apologies if I woke you.”

“Uh, no I woke myself up,” his rough voice made your knees weak as it was still laced with sleep. He stretched, cracking some knuckles, yawning as well. “What I would like to know is what are you doing?”

“Well,” you started setting up the table cutely. “I wanted to say thanks for helping me back there. I was kind of a p*ssy to be honest and like a wuss so this is just a little thanks for all the help.”

Alucard didn’t know what to say so instead he just smiled. 

“Please, sit, sit, sit,” you pointed to the seats. “Breakfast is almost ready.”

Alucard awkwardly sat. Not ever having this type of service. He looked at you as you were preparing the finishing steps of your dish. The sun cascaded around you and you were illuminated like a goddess. You were breathtaking. Alucard blushed madly. You put everything on the table. Seeing Alucard’s expression you laughed, “are you alright?”

Alucard coughed, “yes, thank you for all of this. You really didn’t need to. It all looks beautiful.” He looked at the presentation. 

You took the seat beside Alucard. You could of sat anywhere else but you sat beside him. He almost couldn’t hear what you were about to say in that moment from how hard his heart was beating.  

“No need to thank me. I think we’ve done enough thanking and now its time to dig in.” You patted his hand. 

Alucard just looked at the food and he almost felt tears at his eyes. Nobody ever cared for him like this. 

“Is it okay? If its not to your liking I totally get it. You don’t have to eat it. I don’t even know if you like this stuff. I mean who knows maybe you only eat flowers and here I am serving you bacon and eggs.” You became flustered. 

“No, no, no this is lovely its just,” he choked back a cry. “Nobody has ever done anything like this for me, ever.”

You clutched onto his hand and gave him a beautiful smile. “Then that just means you have to eat double. As much and maybe more than what your stomach can hold.” You giggled.

Alucard blushed again as he started to eat quickly. Enjoying every moment of your company and food. “The beans are delicious.”

“Well I’m glad you liked them. Its my mum’s recipe, she always makes them like this.” You then recalled why you came on this journey in the first place. “My satchel!”

“Don’t worry, its safe.”

You raised your brow, “did you take a look?”

Alucard paused, “no, I would never.” He took a bite out of his bread. Chewing on the piece silently. “Maybe just a tiny peek.”

You pouted, “Nosy. I should of locked it.”

“Why do you have all those books in your bag anyways?” Alucard crossed his legs as he took a sip of his coffee. His light orbs staring intently at you. 

Seeing the rain start to become tiny droplets of rain you thought about your family and how you missed them. This was all for them. “My siblings you see are very ill,” your hand shook with anxiety. “My village is very poor and we are limited in resources, especially medicine. We’ve tried everything and nothing seems to work. They just seem to be getting worse. I’ve been researching and trying to find an answer and supposedly, I read that there is a certain flower that only grows in a specific area that may cure the illness. In the books there is a map and that’s why I was led to that river well more like I wanted to take a bath and that’s what led me to the river. But I’ve been on this trail for a while. I’m just, scared because it all depends on me. If I can’t find this flower, if I can’t find a cure and my family dies it will be my fault. I would have killed them.” You didn’t even realize it but you were crying. 

Alucard saw you were distressed and held onto your hand. He comforted you through your anxiety. Your teary eyes looked into his and he gave you a toothy smile, “I’ll help you find it.”

“What?” You rubbed your eyes.

“I know the place you need to go. I can guide you there. Besides the outside world is very dangerous for a beautiful girl such as yourself. I can see that this means a lot to you and I want to help.”

You dropped your fork and got out of your chair. “You mean it? You aren’t joking?”

Alucard chuckled, “I promise I am speaking truth.” Alucard flung his hand out to you. 

You quickly shook on it and shouted with enthusiasm, “deal!” You jumped up and down laughing as you hugged Alucard. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. Can we please leave immediately then?”

“We can leave today.”

You danced, “yes. I’ll go change and get my things.” You brought the empty dishes to clean them as Alucard stood up with a smile on his face. 

You were something else, something different. A breath of fresh air in his depressing life. Maybe you were meant to be here. Maybe you were a sign. Either way Alucard thought that these couple of days were to be very exciting. Alucard was about to get ready when a piece of paper in the corner caught his eyes. It was crumbled. “Hmmm, what is this?” He bent down to pick it up and read the words. With just the first word to the letter his smile grew bigger and bigger. 

Alucard coughed as he raised the letter you wrote to him earlier but discarded high in the air, “Dear Alucard, to my savior. I would love for you to know that I am extremely appreciative for what you have done for me in saving my life-”

Your eyes almost popped out of your head. That letter was not supposed to be read by him especially. It was embarrassing. You dropped a plate in the sink and felt your whole world collapse. You wanted to crawl in a hole and die. 

“When I first saw you I thought you were a prince-” Alucard kept going until you couldn’t take it any longer. 

You sprinted and tried grabbing the letter out of his hand. “Alucard, give that to me. Now.”

“Oh you want this letter?” Alucard smirked. “You do sound like an obnoxious romantic whore.”

You gasped, “I do not! That was supposed to be my thank you letter and I didn’t like it and you weren’t supposed to read it. So give it back!” You jumped for it but Alucard raised it high in the air. “Alucard, give it to me.”

Alucard’s face came closer to yours as he pinned you against the table. “Why don’t you come and get it?”

You practically climbed him, snatching the letter out of his hand. “Aha!” But Alucard’s footing was off and he and you fell with a thud. 

The birds chirped lightly as Alucard laid under you and you fell on top of him, your arm bracing for the impact. Alucard held in his breath with a red blush as he looked at you so extremely close. You both held that position for what felt like forever. You eyes were wide in horror at the compromising position. 

You quickly stood up and were flustered. Forgetting where everything was. “Um, um, um. I’m going to go put my trip on so we can get ready for the clothes.” You quickly ran away. 

Alucard breathed quickly as he brushed back his long hair whispering the words. “My savior.” He noticed you were in such a panic mode that you forgot about your letter. It was left and Alucard was not going to leave or throw away evidence that someone saw him in such a good light. He loved that letter because it was from you. 

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