#maybe I’ll make this a thing

[sliceoflifebear]

Introvert Horror Story

(Maybe I’ll make this a frequent thing)

* It was a sunny and clear day *

When Nessa was typing on discord. Everything was going well until…nessa saw the dreaded words. “Too long to type, I’ll call you.” She panicked and tried quickly to say it’s ok…but it was too late. THE DISCORD CALL APPEARED!! IT KEPT RINGING AND RINGING!!! And it would not stop…

[ask-the-archs]

RP Related in that it’s Gabriel spiralling/venting in the third person in his diary journal

Gabriel was no stranger to being trapped. After his siblings Fell, their roles fell on him and for a while, he could barely move from the weight of it all. He became the Supreme Archangel not even 300 years after his creation, all of the accumulated Domains gathered neatly under one title.

Many things changed over the years: Michael became Michelle; a court for judgements had to be formed; Michelle was eventually stripped of her Domain altogether due to the biases of humans; the exterminations started and grew more gruesome with every passing year; and the exterminations were revealed to Gabriel far later than it should have been.

It got to the point where the very few remaining constants were:

• Gabriel is tired

• Gabriel hasn’t eaten in x amount of years

• Gabriel is injured

• and Michelle is still getting hurt by those who dislike her

The family fell apart without the Sins around. Even with the Rising of two new Archangels who were previously human, and their youngest half brother being revealed to them all, they all grew distant, meeting once a week if that. Everyone continued to pile portions of their workloads on Gabriel, complaining that they couldn’t handle it being too much.

Michelle helped where she could, but being a Domainless Archangel made even the slightest burden take a large toll on her health. She helped though, and she tried more than the others, having the vivid memories of when her brother used to have the energy or time to be truly happy. She tried. It didn’t do much other than lift his spirit some.

Slowly but surely, Gabriel cut back on eating, and sleeping, and anything he deemed nonessential for the others to be able to thrive. Heaven had plenty of food, but it took time to eat, and he technically didn’t require eating so it would be a waste of resources, really.

Sleep hadn’t come easily since his siblings had Fallen, with every night he allowed it to take him spent reliving that. He got rid of his bed next, he hadn’t slept in it for a few decades, usually just passing out on the floor if absolutely necessary, and he still had his chair, so it wasn’t that bad.

Michelle disagreed when she found out. That was the first and last time they properly fought.

Sometimes, Gabriel finds himself, late at night when he is not expected to be working and yet still is, wondering how Lucifer is doing. He doubts his brother is thriving as he hopes. Many years later, still before Michelle finds a way to visit Hell, he will realise that Lucifer had never had that much more of a choice in what happened when the universe was still so, comparatively, young.

So no, Gabriel is no stranger to being trapped, he has been for almost all of his existence. But it never felt quite as terrifying as when someone else witnessed him spiralling. That was when it seemingly became all too real.

[focsle]

I hate when people try to be some kinda funnyman in response to powerful art. Maybe you should just earnestly feel things once in a while, babe.

[pencilscratchins]

if there’s one wisdom i can leave you with its smoke weed, eat local, and fuck often

[merlins-strawberriesandroses]

POV you’ve informed the Queen and the Court’s Sorcerer of something and they very clearly know something that they’re not letting on

[kenneth-black]

Just thinking about Evan Buckley with a baby 🙃

[itsajollyjester]

Couldn’t stop thinking about them accessorizing for war because silly but also because of Ekko’s quote about needing to give people what they need to live not just survive

[banditblvd]

Uh happy holidays and whatnot take the bandit equivalent to a lump of coal

[takatul]

Twisted Wonderland self-aware!Yuu except they’re empathic.

When I say self-aware!Yuu I don’t mean a scenario where Yuu transmigrated into Twisted Wonderland with memories intact.

When I say self-aware!Yuu I mean someone who knows themselves better than anyone else.

They know they have flaws. They know that, sometimes, their flaws will get in the way. Whether it’s shutting down emotionally, not being able to express themselves properly, or something to do with a physical ability. Their flaws will always follow them around. Even in Twisted Wonderland.

And yet, self-aware!Yuu is still kind. Still loving all of their strengths and flaws.

Ace needing a place to stay after Riddle off’d-his-head? “Yes, of course you can sleepover.”

Deuce breaking down after letting his delinquent side out? “No, you’re not a bad guy— you just protected me and Grim from those bullies!”

Riddle having a crisis after his overblot? “I don’t accept your apology. Not yet at least. But I can understand why acted this way… you’re allowed to feel angry about your past. You didn’t deserve that kind of treatment.”

No matter how wrong the opponent is, self-aware!Yuu always empathizes with them in the end.

Maybe one day, someone confronts them about it. I can see Leona or Azul or Rollo and maybe Jamil. They’re people who have experienced and or seen how terrible people can be.

“Why are you so nice all the time? You’re too thought. Too kind. Good people like you always end up last.”

Perhaps self-aware!Yuu will look at them with a stoic face. Perhaps a shocked expression, accompanied by a frantic gasp. Perhaps even small laugh at their question. And just as the confronting student was about to retort again, self-aware!Yuu will smile.

“Well, I’m not a good person. I just do what I think is right.”

Self-aware!Yuu will sit down, watching activities unfold around them— heart still bursting full of kindness. They’ll pat the empty space beside them. An invitation, but it’s up to the student to take the initiative.

“It’s everyone’s first time living after all. May as well make it kind.”

Soon enough, if the student plucks their courage, they’ll sit and slowly learn how to become self-aware too.

banner credit: @bunnysrph

[kelpermoosee]

Guy who thinks his love language is gift giving, but in reality he feels obligated to give people lots of stuff in order to make them stay

[stealingyourbones]

Watching Loki. I’m on episode 4 and I’m trying to see what the hype was about

[wyyvoren]

you are in rags once again, clawing and tearing your way through hell. you begin to think it, maybe it’s you who needs to do it. to balance the scales. be the hand of justice and guide these so called righteous sects into the ground. bury the mountain, pull it from the heavens, topple it down to nothing. they do not deserve heaven. you do not deserve heaven. you think there’s no one in the world who does.

[ID: fanart of Luo Binghe clawing open an abyssal creature, covered in blood and dirt. innards spew across the screen. End ID]

[orphetoon]

aichi sendou you will always be famous to me

[mysicklove]

puppy yuuji in his nesting phase he steals ALL ur dirty laundry and wants you to lay in it with him so bad 😵‍💫 he spent so much time and effort into making his little nest the LEAST you could do is fuck him in it 🙁

gets all weirdly tense and surprisingly even a little snappish at you when he gets into his phase. he doesn’t mean to of course, he just wants everything to be perfect and it causes an unreasonable amount of stress on the poor puppy. so every time you ask for an article of clothing back, a low growl is let out and it surprises you, but he is nearly tackling you in the next second, yipping out apologizes and nuzzling his face into your neck. he wants you to like his nest, desperately so.

and so when he finally does show you the mess of clothing and pillows he seems to be practically hiding behind you, hands pawing at every inch of your body and clinging to you like he was afraid you would say something cruel about it. but the second you say how amazing it is, his tail moves at a rapid pace and he’s basically dragging you into the nest, wrapping his entire body around you and purring happily.

of course one thing does lead to another and yuuji seems to be practically glowing, face damp with sweat, but the biggest grin on his face. it is what he made it for after all

[bruhstation]

you never change, do you

[lesbianherald]

I’m going to phrase this delicately because I’m so deeply grateful and awed by the support I’ve received.

But I will say it is a little anxiety inducing how many people feel they can talk about coming home whatever way they want openly and publicly because it has “numbers” or whatever (referring to my own work like this makes me want to claw my eyes out because they baffle me and I don’t necessarily feel I deserve them but it’s important for context).

This is Especially true for the way people speak under things I very much see. Art of the fic. My Twitter mutuals posts. Things I will very obviously interact with. It feels like someone is walking into my back yard and talking shit as if I'm literally not standing in said yard like this 🧍

You make something for a community for free as an act of passion and then the community in turn becomes something that isn’t quite accessible to you anymore. I’ve seen this happen to a lot of fic writers in my previous fandoms and idk man it’s just kind of a bummer.

Like. Fanfic and fanart is made by people in the fandom for the fandom. It’s not work being produced by some distant people in Hollywood who shouldn’t be in the fandom space in the first place.

Idk, it’s actually pretty rare that this happens to me but I wanted to mention I am a human who can very much read the things you say guys 😭 like if you reblog art related to my work and call it a bunch of petty names and say you had to dnf I can see that. It’s totally ok to feel whatever way you want. But maybe don't feel that way in my back yard.

Again. I’m so grateful for everything I really am. You absolutely do not have to fuck with my work. Fuck I don't fuck with my work sometimes DKLFJSDHF. This is probably the last time I’ll talk about this because the last thing I want to do is come off like I can’t take criticism and I’m ungrateful. But sometimes I really am chewing at my enclosure like IM RIGHT HERE MAN IM LITERALLY BEHIND YOU HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT.