#maybe this is a lil vent like oops

[enviousennui]

How tf do people work every week. Like. I'm so overstimulated and unnecessarily stressed out. How are some of you doing this???

[star-mum]

Criminal Minds 3x5 - Live Star Reaction

I have a lil list now of Sunny’s favorite episodes from the season, so I will be doing a lot more CM “postage” <33

Okay at first I thought it was an airport oops

Fun fact ! I almost got lost on a mall once as a kid, my aunt was with me trying clothes in this store and forgot I was with her ? And left when she was done? (8yo me had enough common sense to stay put and wait near women) she came back looking for me soon but still, that’s a memory I had forgotten for a while 🤭😗

The aunt called but she’s not here (?)

A joystick controller ???? Also Garcia taking charge 👀 hello

Oh there there the rest of the family is

ALRIGHT I HAVE 5 MINS OF CONTENT, TIME FOR SOME DETECTING

- person was taller than Kate but not necessarily an adult, could be an older teen

- Either someone she knows or who doesn’t look necessarily threatening (could be a woman?)

Why is the uncle blaming his son ???? Sir yOURE THE ADULT ????

I know this family is going through hell right now but all these adults are so unlikeable, ALSO they’re giving me weird vibes (the husbands specially)

Obviously the girls mom is worried something like the Jessica Davis murder might happen to her daughter, she’s sobbing but the dad ? He’s so calm, physically and they’re both SO INTERESTED in that murder (would a parent really want to know the horrors that might happen to their child in detail, like this man just asked to hear)

Why is the uncle trying to DERAIL THIS INVESTIGATION ???? Maybe she’s “just lost” ?????

Are they in on it somehow ? The “tries to insert themselves in the investigation” is so fucking ingrained in my brain, maybe that’s what the dad is trying to do about the JD situation

I hate when the EP name becomes significant 🙃

“Something else lured her away from the arcade” We did see that pink balloon !

“Why would you say I taught her well and not we taught her well?” Considering that she’s probably a stay at home mom ? If any one parent is teaching Katie is her mom?

“We’re not participating in any affairs” ...that you know of, thats kinda the point of an affair

OKAY! I’m even more inclined to the possibility of the unsub being another an older kid, if Katie did have issues with a classmate/friend an older sibling could’ve taken great offense to it

Also the necklace ? It’s very expensive gift and I’m assuming her birthday is either coming up or just happened (cause of that first scene) so maybe she got it as a gift from someone who told her to keep it a secret, that’s why she told her parents she found it

The unsub didn’t want the necklace tho, they didn’t take it they threw it away (maybe they’re angry at Katie for having it, maybe “she doesn’t “deserve” it?)

Okay wait wait wait, we’re just a little after halfway through the episode, and theyre pretty much sure Katie was being molested by her uncle (and his son probably knew something about it or was hurt too) and i just WANT TO PUT THIS OUT THERE ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT IM RIGHT

When the they just lost track of Katie’s scent, it was because a vent from the food court was confusing the dogs and I thought to myself “huh maybe the unsub knows a lot about this mall, maybe they went there on purpose just in case, also they kept themselves just shy of the camera view AND who mentioned having worked retail a long time ? The aunt

I was gonna mention that to support my claim of it being a tween (this person doesn’t need to work in the mall, just spend a lot of time there, and in this suburban of a town? Malls are The Hangout Spot)

Anyways this is just in case the uncle had nothing to do with it, cause he was acting really weird the entire time (the dad was as well)

OH MY GOD WHAT IF THE COUSIN WAS HURTING KATIE ???? OH MY GOD, IS THIS WHAT REID IS GETTING AT ???

JESSICA DAVIS MAYBE ???? Sunny you were right to send this one my way, this is insane

I’m pretty sure I have said every possibility but if any of them are right, I’m an evil genius

If they’re all wrong, Im a humble genius

I know they’re “officers of the law” and what not but god do i wish they could beat up pedophiles (and Im sure they would agree)

MOTHERFUCKER I WAS RIGHT AAAAAA LETS FUCKING GOOOOO

And the reason why I figured something out was THE SAME THING THAT EMILY REALIZED

Idk how easy this one was to find out but I feel pretty smart right now : 3

Literally holy fucking shit, Emily should get to deck this lady out

AND SHES THE ONE WHO CALLED THE POLICE !!!!

That was the most satisfying scene to watch, I wish Prentiss had yelled more at her actually, I wished she slammed the table, thrown a chair around

THEY PULLED A GREYS ANATOMY ON ME !! THEY PLAYED SAD MUSIC ON TOP OF A MONTAGE TO MAKE ME THINK THAT LITTLE GIRL WAS DEAD

Really fucking good episode, holy shit

I think I would’ve been forever fucked in the head if Katie died so good she didn’t

[kozykricket]

yknow maybei ll write more about this in a big vent post (oops, this post ITSELF turned into the big vent post.

honestly i feel like im having a sort of Creativity Crisis

like. ehngv theres so many things to make but i also just. cant be bothered. and. for some things, it seems they've been done before for other things? they havent been done but they're very daunting and. overwhelm me and... i should probably just like, actually plan things out.. and not scope things so high i really wanna be able to say "heres a clean nice youtube video i have where i explain the concept behind what i think pokemon swsh had going for it and how i'd take some of its existing elements, change a few themes, and make it awesom!!"

i want to... make tons of cool builds in minecraft and terraria i want to.. make mods for minecraft! that do subtle lil things.. and tweak lots of aspects of the game! or maybe even sometimes big things! i. want to. but i also, really dont . because theres just so much

i think im just... really scared that i wont be able to ever get all of or even any of my best ideas out there in the world, and. im also desperate to try and prove that im not just an ideas person. that i am someone who can create things and i mean i LIKE creating things! i LIKE the trial and error process! i like... when i get really into something, and have to try and like. troubleshoot what problems may arise but sometimes theres certain types of troubles where they just push me away because im uncomfortable about having to learn how to deal with them and. shit. i dunno. woe is me i guess. despite this id like to clarify im in a p decent mood overall, i certainly havent had a bad day. its really just uh, past midnight thoughts that have suddenly happened. i had a nice day.

but GOD i . i want ot be someone do soemthing and . yet im so convinced that im someone who just WONT. whos just a little whiny person who wont be able to do anything because... im just unmotivasted or whatever and. im also just , genuinely like. i find it almost hard to care sometimes. about the things that i know i desire. because i just Cannot be Bothered. ill just wait until someone else makes the thing... or ill just, write it down as an idea and itll forever be a WIP i want to build stuff in terraria and minecraft at the VERY least right now and like. i have ideas for both of them. but GOD it just. seems... so.. i dont CARE. they're cool Little Ideas but i donT CAREEee waaah whatever its like 3am rn my mind is . not worth listening to

[asfdhgsdkjhgb]

i was gonna log off n have dinner n then sleep but i had a realization that made my brain hurt so im documenting it on the internet ig

[gunpowder-gemini]

I got vagued about for the first time lmao

[arguscallous]

Fuck you and what we could have become and all the empty promises you made, fuck the childish dreams and the nights on rooftops and late night secrets no one ever heard

I thought we could be different, that I could be that love letter from the past, a million expectations wrapped in human flesh like I could carve out my ribs heart lungs and force all that hope inside and eventually.

Eventually it'd work. We'd be happy, we'd have earned it by breaking open these brittle bones, it's so easy to endure when you think it's worth something, right?

I think, sometimes, about all the corpses those whispered fairy tales made. How many of us failed? How many only existed for fleeting half seconds between worlds? Do you remember them all? Are we still mourning them? The astronaut, the trucker, the musician, the baker, I fell in love with the starving artist for a minute. I tried to meet her, even, but her hands couldn't hold mine and her hollowed eyes... We're too haunting, as a lover.

Are you still angry? Are you disappointed? I'm sorry, we didn't grow up how you wanted. There's still time, I think, but... I can't be any of them, not anymore. Can't it be enough that we got out? Can't it be enough that I'm the one we chose.

[forever1kay]

Miles Morales x reader headcanons for how his s/o would find out that he’s Spider-Man, please!

Summary: You find out that Miles is the new masked vigilante in town.

Pairing: Miles Morales x reader

Note: I wasn’t too sure what to write but I tried my hardest lol. I personally love this and I hope you like it!

Warning(s): Vulgar language, Miles tried (and fails) to seduce you, secondhand embarrassment if you squint, confrontation, minor argument, secrets are spilled, and you’re a lil manipulative ngl…

————————————————————

• Miles actually didn’t mean for you to find out about the fact that he’s leading a double life.

• You’d both been going to the same schools for as long as you both can remember.

• Your parents grew up together, and of course wanted their little ones to be best friends as well.

• Their little plan actually didn’t work for the first few years, but you suffered some trauma in the fifth grade, vented to Miles, somewhere in there you started dating, and there had been no secrets been you two ever since.

• Well, except the the whole Spider-Man thing. Whatever.

• Miles had actually been dancing around in his room when it happened.

• This was about a week after saving the world from Kingpin and Doc Ock.

• Well, in his universe at least.

• Ganke had went home to his family for a vacation to Canada, so Miles had the dorm to himself for a week.

• Before you find out, he was listening to the 90s rap that his uncle Aaron (r.i.p) put him onto.

• It was so funny. He had a whole dance routine and everything.

• When you opened the door, he didn’t even hear you.

• Which is so surprising????

• Like bro you’re literally Spider-Man what if I was a threat?

• Anyways, when “Flava In Ya Ear” came to an end and he stopped his routine, you slow clapped.

• That got his attention.

• He turned around, turning invisible in the process.

• He shot a web onto your throat, using the leverage to pull your body to his.

• You weren’t pleased, so you screamed:

• “AW HELLLLL NAH!”

• When he realized it was you, he made himself visible again but froze with letting go of you.

• “I could’ve killed you!” He yelled in response to your screaming.

• “Yeah, Spider-Man! Are you crazy?!” You whisper yell at the Spider-Man part. “If you don’t want to be approached by potential threats, maybe lock the fucking door!”

• He shrugs.

• “And maybe let go of my fucking neck.”

• He chuckles awkwardly and let go.

• “Oops?”

• You roll your eyes and he’s eager to change the subject.

• “Do you want to have a dance party?” He asks. “I know how much you love 2pac and Snoop Dogg. We can listen to ‘All About U’ or ‘Ain’t No Fun’ or ‘Thugz Mansion’ or something!”

• “No, Miles!” You exclaim. “We need to talk about..this!”

• He smirks. “I want to hear you say it.”

• You roll your eyes. “This is not the time to try and seduce me, Gonzalo.”

• “Fine.” He sighs.

• You take a seat Ganke’s desk chair and he sits on Ganke’s bed in front of you.

• You sit in silence for about two minutes, waiting for Miles to speak.

• He never does.

• “I’ll wait.” You say.

• He looks up and raises an eyebrow. “You do that.”

• You raise an eyebrow as well, as if you’re challenging him.

• “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” You ask angrily.

• “Look,” he sighs, sitting up and leaning forward. “Any Spider-Man, Spider-Woman, Spider-Person in general, will always have enemies. I’m constantly in danger. More danger than I was before. You know, walking around with untied shoes.”

• You suppress a laugh.

• “Anyone who I’m seen with as Spider-Man and anyone I tell that I’m Spider-Man is in danger. I didn’t want you to be in danger.”

• “Aww,” you melt. “Because you love me?”

• He shrugs. “I guess.”

• You frown.

• “I’m kidding, ángel!” He outs quickly. “Of course I love you! But it’s mostly because your parents and mine will kill me.”

• You shrug.

• “That’s reasonable.”

• He waits a few minutes before speaking again.

• “So you’re not mad?”

• You laugh hysterically before easily stopping yourself.

• “Oh, nah. I’m pissed that you kept this shit from me, Morales. I told you; it’s us against the world. I’ll always have your back and I’ll drop everything to be there for you and anyone else that I consider family. You should’ve came to me when you first found out.”

• “I’m sorry!” He exclaims. “Don’t hate me!”

• You chuckle, walking to him and pecking his lips. “I love you, Ma chérie. I could never hate you.”

• He smiles.

• “But I can easily be mad at you.” You smile, patting his head and walking towards the door. “I’ll be back to use this against you tomorrow, bye!”

• “But babe!” He whines, making you turn back. “What did you come for?”

• “For a kiss and your sunglasses.” You smirk, holding his shades in your right hand. You blow him a kiss and walk out the door.

• He chuckles breathlessly and throws himself onto the bed he’s sitting on, frowning when his head lands next to dirty underwear.

• “Oh, gross!”

• From then on out, even when he told you about his adventures as Spider-Man, you constantly brought up the fact that he kept it from you in the first place.

• It got old quick, but he didn’t really mind. He knew you just wanted to be kept in the loop, so he made sure you always would be.

© forever1kay 2022 ,

[n3onguts]

pride and prejudice (05): from pinky promises to sanrio stickers.

summary — you’re definitely too old to learn a lesson about manners, but taehyun’s up for the challenge.

genre&tags — written chapter, 1k+ words, yn’s a lil cynical about luv, taehyun is introduced, a scolding occurs, there are allusions to social anxiety, and chinese food is enjoyed (as it should be!)

warning(s) — swearing

a/n — finally we get some beomgyu x y/n action, even if it’s indirect oops. also this is unedited bc i’m about to board my flight home lol my bad y’all

The weekend passes slowly.

On Saturday, your brother waxes poetic about the boy from the night prior: Kai. The name lingers like gum in Soobin’s mouth, worn-out but adamant. Kai, Kai, Kai. Kai and his pink cheeks, Kai and his pale face. Sickly-sweet and over-ripe, his longing plays on repeat throughout the whole goddamned apartment like the soundtrack to your own personal Hell. And, sure, Kai’s nice, you concede — but you’re goddamned tired of it. Wonyoung tells you, all apathetic with her trademark tough-love, too bad, just suck it up. Sunghoon merely laughs.

Sunday’s much quieter, and you prefer it this way. Barricaded in his room, all that remains of Soobin are the faint giggles which seep through his wall. You envision him to be draped across his bed, phone-cord looped around his finger, legs swinging haphazardly in the air: a quintessential portrait of an infatuated adolescent. For dinner, you order gnocchi for two; his plate goes cold as you eat alone. It makes little sense to you — repulses you, almost — how easily he’s fallen, how quickly he’s succumbed. A pretty boy arrives and, instantaneously, his self-restraint’s evaporated, just like that. Embarrassing, you think.

By Monday, you’re ecstatic to be in the company of someone other than the lovestruck dummy formerly known as your sibling. At that Chinese place near campus, Taehyun sits across you, arms folded, belly-laughing at your frustration. You pick at your stir-fry, roll your eyes as you continue to vent, “It’s not funny, Tae. It’s borderline insane. He just met the kid three days ago.”

“Love makes people weird like that. It’s unpredictable.” Taehyun shrugs. “They don’t get any say in it.”

You defer to your best friend on most things: you’d never challenge his random bursts of trivia and you pity the poor sap who has to play a game of poker against him. This time, however, you’re insistent, “Not sure if that’s true.”

A snort. “Remember when I liked your brother? Well, that definitely wasn’t my choice. Matter of fact — I hated it. Made everything so awkward, but I couldn’t help it. I was 15 and hormonal while he was 16 and abnormally tall.”

The memory is clumsy but clear in your mind: Taehyun with his head in his hands, Soobin patting his back, consoling, apologetic, everything the former didn’t want. You sigh, think it over, “Maybe. I don’t know.”

Kicking your leg under the table, he retorts, “Don’t get too cocky. You’ll be fucked when it’s your turn.”

Amidst the bright-red interiors of the space, you shoot him a pointed look, skeptical. Taehyun steals a piece of shrimp from your plate in retaliation and the two of you lapse into contemplative silence. Metals clang and glasses clink in tune with shouts from the kitchen staff, the bustling of the restaurant serving to fill the gaps in conversation. It’s always been like this between you and Taehyun, inherent and comfortable — from pinky-promises to Sanrio stickers, he’s been your confidante, your makeshift therapist, and, in return, you’ve been his self-appointed protector, pushing all his bullies into the nearest sandbox. Taehyun is considerate, rational, overflowing with kindness — everything that you aren’t. He’s got his words, you’ve got your hands, and, in the end, it’s a match made in Heaven.

“Was that thing on Friday fun, at least?”

You huff, cross your arms like a petulant 5-year-old. “Don’t remind me. It was literal ass.”

Popping a lone stalk of broccoli into his mouth, he grins, proudly displaying the bits of mushy green staining his smile: “Yum.”

“Kai’s band was, like, the only semi-okay ones there.”

“High praise from you, I see.”

“But that bar was seriously nasty. Sweaty heat, crumpled tissues on the bathroom floor, obnoxious dudes hitting on me: that sort of thing.”

“Poor thing. Too used to VIP areas and bottle service?” He quips before cocking his head, suddenly curious. “Wait, someone was hitting on you?”

“Is it that hard to believe?” You stick your tongue out at him. “It was one of Kai’s friends. Some guy named Beomgyu. He tried to, like, bond over the fact that we were both film majors. Made some stupid joke about a professor, bothered me about my night.”

“Bothered you?”

“Yeah, y’know, like, he asked me if I thought their performance was good and shit. Just trying to bait me.”

“So, how did you reply?”

“I didn’t, really.”

For a second, your best friend says nothing — just sits there, motionless, mulling over your words. Then, he’s incredulous, “Are you kidding me?”

Without any warning required, you already know you’re in for a lecture from the slow, deliberate shaking of Taehyun’s head. “What the hell did I do now?”

“Do you realize how much of an asshole you are?”

“Uh, no.” There’s little denial on your end, but you’d still appreciate some clarification nonetheless. “But tell me this at least: how come?”

“Because that guy — Beomgyu, was it? — doesn’t even sound like he was hitting on you. More likely, wanted to make a friend but was obliterated by your cold front in the process.” Taehyun’s got on this face like it should’ve been obvious, with his eyebrow quirked and his stare, withering. He points his chopsticks in your direction for added emphasis, but you’re still indignant.

“I have enough friends, thanks.”

At this, Taehyun guffaws, doesn’t even attempt to hold back his laughter. “You definitely do not. Apart from your own brother, you’re friends with 3 other people, maximum. One of which is certifiably in love with you; the other, a spoiled brat, in her own words; and the last, me, who cares for you very much but is absolutely sick of hearing your same hour-long tirade about how ‘Shrek: Forever After’ — and I quote — ‘made better use of the multiverse concept than Marvel ever did’. Like, Jesus, I get it.”

“Hey, wait — Sunghoon’s not in love with me!”

“I don’t hear any other objections, though?”

See, you want to be offended, you do, but the unfortunate reality is that he’s right. A little over 3 months into your freshman year and you’re still glued to the same people you’ve known since childhood. Thing is — you like it this way. Snug and secure in this steady little circle that you’ve bandaged yourself in, there’s no need to deal with the anxiety of the unknown, of the unfamiliar and foreign. No probability of rejection, no likelihood of embarrassment. But you think back to Beomgyu, think back to his effortless smile that betrayed no ill intentions and how it gradually sunk the longer he was with you. Then, abruptly, there’s that needling in your heart that you always try to ignore, the one that arrives whenever you’re a little too curt, a bit too blunt, sharp-tongued and inadvertently making people feel small.

In your silence, Taehyun detects hesitance, recognizes guilt. He softens up and so do you. “Look, I’m just saying — I think you know that you could’ve been nicer. Like, I love you, I do, but you’re terrible with people and it’s imperative that you outgrow that. You can’t go through life forever guarded like this.”

Sighing, surrendering, you nod, slump your body against the cushioned back of the chair, “Yeah, yeah, I know, I agree. I’m mean and I need more, better friends. Nothing new.”

“You’re too old for me to be telling you to be good.” Taehyun jokes, trying to lighten the air between you two. You offer a weak smile, but now you’re tangled in your thoughts. Chewing quietly, he watches you, eyebrows furrowed, and you conclude that, while Taehyun may not be your mother, he sure has the concern of one.

previous | masterlist | next

TAGLIST

if you’d like to be added, please inform me in the replies section!

@jjunis @ineedaherosavemeenow @flrtsbin @feline4txt @soobin-chois​ @bearbeom​ @voidbeomgyu​ @woncheecks​ @rlajjunie​ @yeonjuns-earring​ @etherealcherrie​ @lilactangerine​ @ghostfacefricker6969​​ @milkycloudtyg​ @vanillamilko​ @luvsoobs​ @kisshot-heartunderblade​ @sansluvr​ @beepjun​ @allisocks​ @gyurecs​ @sophhloaff​

[lizandbo]

chubby crushes w/ hq bois pt 5

Warnings: cursing I haven’t done the warning because i forgot about it

Wakatoshi 

- Wakatoshi will want to flirt with you since you were right there cuz like: god damn it you were fucking pretty what can he say 

- welp i mean, he doesnt know how to flirt but like..he thinks that complementing you is fucking flirting so ;-;

- if someone is like either bullied or bullying you 

- he would try to make you happy but he just stared at you cuz you were absolutely stunning 

- “y/n, those scumbags dont matter right now or any time of day. All that matters is you and your metal health, do you want some food? Chocolate? I heard that it will help your endorphins raise and it makes you happy becuase it’s a certain chemical and a hormone”

- you kinda surmised that he said scumbags but didnt mentioned anything about it 

- “uhhh i kinda dont wanna look like a pig cuz ya know...I’m kinda already on-”

- “no you aren’t. You look like nothing like a pig, what are you talking about?”

- “well, its just a phrase waka”

- “ well your body fits nice in that uniform”

- he wanted to kill himself instantly cuz he obviously blurred out his true feelings out to you which made you both look like tomato’s

- not gonna lie, peeps say that he’s a thigh guy or whatever but personally u think that he is really into that soft pillowy belly..I’m sorry but he just is

- he loves the lil or big dent in your shirt 

- he just imagines him squishing the living crap out of your stomach cuz he likes squishy stuff

- “wakatoshi? Are you okay?”

- oop, he be staring at your beautiful plump body 

- “ yes I’m perfectly fine y/n”

- even tho he’s not perfectly fine, he’s tryin to figure out who’s and what the hell what to do in the future cuz he wants to squish you so bad and kiss you on the spot but he doesnt want to be labeled as a “pervert”

Asahi 

- ASAHI BABY LOVES YOU SO FUCKING MUCHHH

- anywayXD

- he actually tries to avoid you becuase he doesnt want to look like a tomato and a weirdo 

- asahi is so worried that he smells bad cuz every time you guys glance each other, it’s after practice 

- like, he just loves you for you.. your personality is like a rare gem to him 

- and yes of course he isn’t blind and loves your body too

- everything about you is his favorite part of you

- and each time you pass in the hallways, he always feel kinda left and the excitement in his heart is disappearing 

- whenever, and i do mean whenever you stretch and lift your shirt as well, he just wants to hug you so bad during that moment

- maybe just a lil sneak? No? Ok..

- he loves your lil chubby hands, THERE SO CUTEEEE

- he basically spills and vents all his feeling into the conversation with suga he’s having rn

- but you just be right behind him 

- suga has this devilish smirk on his face, he knows damn well your behind but never ever mentions it 

- and once he’s done suga goes “well looks like you just told her”

- “what? No i didnt I’m just saying it to you for now”

- “welllll you kinda just did” suga points over him

- and which you were smiling like crazy, euphoria spreading through your body 

- “Y/N  I- WHAT, WAIT NONO WAIT Y/N ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE ITS-NOT-THAT-I-LIKE-YOU- AHAHRG”

- he’s internally dying and preparing for rejection 

- until he sees your smile, he calms down a bit 

- a bit

- you goes in full panic mode again once you pecked his lips and giggles, while your chubby hands hold his hand 

- “i love you too asahi”

Tsukishima 

- tsuki- oh dear

- he has to clear his glasse twice cuz hot damn does he just love you soul 

- he turns his head around but once he hears your voice chit chatting with anyone this dickwad turns his fucked up head back around being a lil sneaky dick 

-  holy shit i really just cursed him out lol 

- but he really dies for you 

- speaking of dying, he dies inside becuase he cant just spill out any or every thing about his feeling towards you

- yams actually had to help this situation cuz he was having a metal heart attack seeing you in a new dress cuz you also happed to be in the food court when tsuki and yams were having a day together 

- he just wanted to have a day to get his shit together, and fucking breathe cuz he loves seeing ina dress, like..you the sun? No? How? What the actual fuck

- and then you went to bend down- ok lemme stop

- but he was like tryin really fuckin hard not to think about you 

- its not like he doesnt trust yamaguchi when he tries to say about his feelings 

- its just that he feels alomst afraid and spread that others will find out cuz we all know yams is like the most clumsy person. And the other peeps will just judge them for that 

- once you spot them in their seats, and of course tsuki is the first one to notice cuz he was starring at you the whole time

- you waved at them excitedly, strolling over to wherever you found them and started to blush and talk

- “hi, I’m sorry if I’m taking time off your day or something like that but i just noticed and i wanted to say hello”

- ok so you weren’t lookin normal becuase one, you got food on your face and second you were super blushy 

- tsuki had a heart squeeze (just like midoriya) you looked so pretty, hello?!?!

- “its ok-”

- “when did your dumbass get here?”

- “tsuki! Dont be so mean, i though you likes her?”

- “GODAMN IT”

- Yama ran to the bathroom cuz he doesnt want to ruin the moment but like..he kinda ruined tsuki’s plan

- he cant do jack shit because your their and there’s just awkward silence that you both managed to make

- “i like you too?” Fuck, you asked as like a question

- “...me too”

- you were smiling cuz like???YOUR CRUSH JUST REVEALED HIS MAGIC TRICK 

- you caught tsuki have his lil victory smirk 

[tokimihyachi]

Everyone always asks for the Captains and Magic Knight headcannons (nothing wrong with that - always love them) but you rarely ever see hcs for our favorite supporting/up&coming characters :(

Would you by chance please do ‘relationship headcanons’ + ‘how protective they are’ or ‘how they let their guard down’ for Mars, Patri/Patolli, Licht, and Liebe?

warnings: may contain spoilers!

notes: awww, now that you mention it, it is true that i rarely see any of these four. and it’s alright fo u to request them! honestly love them a bunch. very underrated babies, indeed. 🥰 hope you like these! and sorry if their kinda long. i went all out because as you said, you hardly see their names here.

p.s. i simp for patri a lot, it just doesn’t seem like it kabcnsmd

MARS | the closet simp

after the first stage of the experiment thing that happened, he never once approached or talked to you

you were aware of the sideffects, so you had to understand the situation

whenever you were with him he always had those instances of sudden relapses

he described his headaches as the worst

of course, you’d take care of him

he likes to swat your hand when u get touchy-touchy :((

but then the atmosphere shifts when you two are in the battlefield

he always finds himself eyeing your every move

when someone decides to attack you, you wouldn’t even notice because he’s always there, blocking their advances

accidentally get a scratch because of a spell that wasn’t even meant for you?

consider that person gone in a second ( a hardcore simp, wbk)

when he finally remembers things, he’d apologize everyday

seriously. he’s so guilty, that the first thing he say’s everytime the two of you meet is “im sorry”

he’d be more considerate, and his stares at you are no longer the cold hard ones, but the soft and loving kind

would randomly hug you

“hmm? is there something wrong, mars?”

he won’t reply, and instead he would hug you tighter while nuzzling his head on the crook of your neck

“i just missed you.”

“eh? but i’m with you everyday.”

“not an excuse not to miss you.”

PATRI/ PATOLLI | the tsundere

as the number one human hater leader of the eye of the midnight sun, he has an image to protect, so, of course, his focus is always on his plans

you like staring at him

when he feels your eyes on him and he’d ask why, you’d only reply with nonesense such as: “you’re just pretty to watch”

he’d automatically furrow his brows at this

“you think this is all fun and games, y/n?” 

just the tone of his voice is enough to make you shiver in place

“whatever, pretty boy” and then you’d leave him by himself before he blows a fuse

he would never admit it, but your compliments always make his stomach all fuzzy

doesn’t know how to deal with emotions so he just releases it out as anger (poor boy :<<)

he always feels bad when you’re the one he vents out on

after the whole elf ordeal, he’d become more approachable

always looking out for you

the kind of guy to tug the side of your clothes so he can walk near the street and you would be safe on the sidewalk

a diehard fan of holding hands

he just loves the feeling of how well your hands fit with his

still gets flustered when you compliment him, but with all of the hate + rage + demon gone, he’s more open and would compliment you back

he revels in your attention

melts on the spot when you caress his cheeks and plat a soft kiss on his temple

the first time you two kissed, he just captured your lips as you were rambling about something

he couldn’t help it! you’re just too cute in his eyes!

rip to all the ogling eyes staring at you tho, in a blink of an eye they’re as good as gone

“oh, patri! where did you go to?”

“had to take care of a few pests, love. shall we go?”

LICHT | the proud boyfie

mAN, is staring at this beautiful being even enough? if you only had painting magic like one of the other elves then maybe you would’ve made one already to honor such a perfect image

he’s very interested in the culture and “way of the humans”

you would think it’s weird at first, but then the way he smiles when learning new things is enough for those unsure thoughts to dissipate

so, of course you develop a crush first

you like daydreaming of him (oop, hopeless romantic spotted!)

he knows you’re looking at him with those loving eyes, but doesn’t say a word

what a sly, sly man

would tease you at first by always brushing your hands against each other when you walk

he’d act all innocent when you look back up at him, but in reality he’s laughing so hard at your impeccable personification of a tomato

but then you suddenly became close with all the other elves

especially rhya, cause ya’know, you relate with him being a lazy bum because you have your lethargic tendencies too

he’s not one to be jealous or anything

he just misses the attention you give him

sometimes, the elf kids would find him all slouched on tree with his chin resting on the open palm of his hand as he gazed at you two

definitely not jealous

but when you accidentally trip because of lil children running around and bruise your ankle slightly, he’d be there ASAP

would tend to your wounds and confess then and there

the bold type to kiss you on the spot after the confession (not that you mind sksksksks)

he likes to flaunt everything you do to everyone

sometimes the elves get tired of his incessant talks filled with “y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n…”

“i almost forgot, did you know that y/n unlocked a new spell yesterday?”

“WE KNOW. THAT’S THE 34TH TIME YOU SAID IT TODAY!”

what can you do, he’s just in love 🥰

LIEBE | the explosive dolt & a closet yandere

since he’s bakugou’s counterpart a devil and all that, his first reaction was a loud, “HUHHH?” when you confessed to him

genuinely believes you’re messing with him

because of his past, he doesn’t really warm up to the idea nicely

(by explosive, i mean def not bakugou it as sudden outbursts of his reactions) 

he’s the kind of guy to distance himself after you confess 

after some time, he’d just randomly talk to you

but because you’re a stubborn, prideful person who knows their worth (as u should! 👑) you don’t pay as much attention to them

at this, he’d notice you’re always with asta

he’s irritated that you give the ash-blonde magicless fool more attention than him

whenever the two would spar, you’d only clap and cheer for asta, causing the said boy to blush profusely, whilst you smile cheekily

who could blame you tho, asta’s been the one who consoled you when liebe outright rejected you by not speaking to you for so long

he likes punching asta, “hey! what did you punch me for, you jerk!?”

“eh, your face seems punchable or something”

it’s not like liebe’s jealous or anything

always grunts loudly and makes noise when you and asta talk

“why did you throw the whole pole beside us?! we would’ve been hurt!”

“eh, the place looks like it needs an extra leg or something”

no. he’s not jealous

he would confront and talk to himself through a mirror, and ask his self what the hell is wrong with him and why is he acting this way towards you

you accidentally walk in the bathroom as they speak of their pent-up frustrations

cue awkward silence

but since it’s too much, he’d bluntly confess to you when he’s had enough of your closeness with asta

whenever he can, he’d always have you beside him or near him so he can keep a closer eye on him

he’s just afraid to be attached to someone only to lose them in the end like what happened to momma licita 🥺🤧

“liebe have you seen asta?”

“eh, he must’ve died or something.”

[tewwor-a]

ASK MEME (ACCEPTING)

@killedarlings​​​ pinged: poppy and lavender for Griffin!

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

the most effective way comes in the form of a 11 year old mangy ass, garfield lookin’ ass cat with a shot meow and one foul temper. jus ta cuddle with butters and he feels immensely better 👍 

lemon sherbet. not orange, not raspberry, or any other fruit — it has to be lemon. one of his old friends used to make the best lemon sherbet growing up and it always help beat the heatwaves during summer. now it just tastes like childhood and having little to nothing to worry about. 

( these two are just ways he relaxes because i already.. wrote them down before realizing i was going down a different route oops )

working out and then inhaling a huge meal or lil’ treat. helps vent and wear that aggression in the most natural way he’s known for.. ages — sans busted walls, mirrors, and dishware. 

pampering himself with some spa time, cbd bathbombs, face masks. shit knocks him out with little to no tension left.

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

he’s come by a lot of different people with the work he’s done / still does, and trust isn’t something garnered easily. it’ll take time, maybe a few close calls and cracks of vulnerability, but it’s not impossible. if you can put up with him, he can put up with you, and a reason to not distrust someone isn’t given.. it might not be smooth sailing, but the waters aren’t as choppy as one might assume.

now if someone was to break his trust.. expect the ugliest, meanest face in the very least and a solid blow to the head at maximum. again, it’ll take time but it’s mendable. an apology is required ( an actual one, none of that i’m sorry but... ) and a reason as to why it was done. It doesn’t have to be a good or redeemable reason. It just has to be that person’s truth, regardless of how shitty it is. 

[kittybellestark]

Oops I think I’m late to the ask thing... but what’s your favorite marvel fics that you have read?? You can also add yours btw

It’s never too late, I love answering these questions honestly the more the merrier

EDIT: Link to some other fave’s I recc’d back in November that I also love vvvvv much 

I most definitely will not be adding my own to this list I like my stuff full like a full two minutes and only actually like only one fic that I’ve posted long term so oops but lemme go thru my history and stuff and I’ll get some of my faves lined up

also this took me hours and i wanted to put more but when i was going thru my history you could always tell when i was about to get my monthly visit which is kinda really funny but also made this much harder than it needed to be 

some recent faves of mine is under the cut

Your Heart Changed (Mine Stayed the Same) by  loisselina (LoisSelina)

Peter Parker is back but 5 years into the future and the world has changed. Peter goes home with May only to find she had moved on, with a husband and two kids. Peter struggles to find his place in this new family with a strict step uncle, the longer he's there the harder he finds it to stay on his good side, uncertain if May will believe him.

Contains physical abuse, emotional/verbal abuse, and May Parker being neglectful at the very least.

Notes: I still haven’t read the last two chapter bc I’m not ready for it to be over, it’s really good and I am a sucker for Peter coming back post snap and is put into a bad situation bc no one handled their grief well

You Better Let Somebody Love You (Before It’s Too Late) by ambivilantangst

Tony finds Spider-Man on the roof of his favorite coffee shop.

A few days after Siberia, it hurts to move—to reply to Spider-Man, even, when he tries to talk—but Tony, while irritated, assumes it’s a one-off incident.

It’s not.

Tony keeps leaving the too-quiet Tower for his caffeine fix, Spider-Man keeps popping up against the shop’s heater vent, and as weeks turn into months, Tony finds himself with a new friend. And if Spider-Man is a little dodgy here and there, well, Tony figures everyone’s entitled to their secrets.

//

Or, Tony doesn’t recruit Spider-Man for the Avengers’ Civil War. Maybe if he had, he would’ve caught that something was up with the guy before things went to shit.

Notes: this one is really good. Tony tries to keep Spider-Man at arms length and while having some suspicions about him he respects the secret identity and the friendship they’ve built together. Everyone is hurt and then everyone is healing and i just ugh I love these sort of things

It’s a Secret to Everybody by StarPrince_Punk

“I have kids," Clint said. "I know dad behavior when I see it.” Tony blinked multiple consecutive times, processing the statement. “Excuse me?” “Tony,” Steve said now, “how long have you had a son? And how come we’ve never known about him?” “Yeah,” Clint spoke again, “I thought I was the only one with a secret family. Turns out you’ve had one longer than me!” ------- Peter gets to spend all summer living in Avengers Tower with Tony. When the Rogue Avengers get pardoned and come back to live at the Tower too, they're confused as to who Peter is. However, once they see how Tony acts around Peter, that confusion goes away, as they know for certain who Peter must be - Tony's secret son. Tony and Peter decide to make the most of the situation, and play along. They hope they can keep up the act all summer. But they soon learn that they barely have to act at all.

Notes: This is one of the first multi-chap irondad fics that I read, I had read  one shots before hand, and I mostly read Avengers Found Family and Tony/literally anyone in the avengers pairings before getting into irondad. So it holds a small place in my heart being one of the first multi-chap fics. I love the confusion, the shenanigans the way how everyone is in on the joke except for the avengers and how this made Tony and Peter bond into a father-son relationship. idk im sentimental ig

Body Pillow by The_Winter_Writer

It wasn't a surprise that everyone in the Tower seemed a bit cautious and wary around him. Bucky completely understood. That's why it was a surprise when someone, a very breakable someone, decided the Winter Soldier was an acceptable choice for sleepy cuddling.

Notes: Surprise Shawty it’s Winteriron and not irondad. This is just so cute and I really enjoy the way Bucky doesn’t trust himself and is being ostracized by others and he just is so insecure and accepts that ??? and Tony just rolls in and is like ‘ah yes optimal place to sleep is ontop of you’  like yes tony i too would love to sleep ontop of bucky u right anyways i love my insecure boys they so soft

Chances Missed, Chances Taken by winterbitch (WinterLadyy)

Steve, with Peggy's help, realizes that he's in fact, in love with his best friend who he left back in the present. He decides to go back to him. Only, something went wrong and 3 weeks for him had been 3 years in his present and there's an unhappy surprise waiting for him. Apparently, Bucky is capable of finding new friends himself, and even finding a family... A happiness of his own.

Notes: Steve, Steve, Steve, Steve. His assumptions really come back to bite him in the butt and I don’t really feel as bad for him as I should. I don’t know, maybe I’m cold but he is much more reliant on Bucky then Bucky is on Steve and just, I like that Bucky built a whole life for himself and idk I guess there’s a little part of me that feels satisfaction in the fact that Steve doesn’t get the happy ending he wanted. idk makes me feel like im a lil cold sometimes but i have a love/hate relationship with steve mcu!steve is just so blah yknow 

[actor-mark]

Red Candles Pt 12

OOC: How to vote: Send your choice in an ask to this blog. Comments, reblogs and dms will not count as I do not get notifications for them nor do I want to screenshot from several places. I’ve spotted a couple of older choices coming through, please make sure to check by the blog to be up to date with the latest post! Thank you!

---------------------------------------------------------------

Upsie Daisy!

Wth no time to lose you grab Mark by the shirt and shove him towards the vent. With a grunt of protest he quickly catches on and scrambles his way up to the vent and you hop up behind him.  Just in time too! The guards just rushed into the room, yelling and shouting trying to find where you went! 

After a little bit of crouching low and holding still every so often you both manage to get to a safe space in the vent. Its quiet but you can still hear the guards in the distance.  “that was close huh? We gotta be suuuper quiet and stealthy in here, and honestly, I’m glad you didnt pick the sewer this time. I didn’t wanna go down there again” Mark quickly shuts up at the sounds of guards racing by underneath you both, holding still.  ........ Heh.. at least the view aint bad? 

After what feels like forever and going in circles Mark eventually pauses  “Ah-shoot ok..er... It’s really Dark I can’t see anything... uhh..” He awkwardly glances over his shoulder to you and you give him a shrug. He’s the one with the damn map of the place and the one up front.  “err.. ok ok er- So we can go left or right. There’s a tiny bit of light to the right there... ah- not sure what it is? I think I can hear water? Ah- the left is... really can’t see much of anything. Even with the flashlight.. It’s just Dark. “

Super helpful Mr. Iplier.  “uh.. Any thoughts? I mean.. The right looks like it might lead outside? I’m not sure... We’re so deep into these vents now we could be anywhere...  Then again we could just go deeper and see where it goes? Personally, I’d rather get out of here....” 

Your choices are as follows: 

Light Path Mark said there’s some light to the right. Maybe it’ll go outside? He also mentioned water so maybe you’ll end up in the sewer again? Or worse. A stupid desert island with a creepy cannibal thats gone insane with ridiculous theories about animtronic furries.  𝐴𝑑 𝑓ℎ𝑢 𝑎𝑑𝑤𝑠 𝑗𝑡𝑛

Dark Path Even you can see how Dark it is down there, Mark wasn’t kidding, but anything’s better than being stuck in this confined space.  What’s so bad about a lil dimly lit vent? uʇɾ sʍpɐ nɥⅎ p∀

Mark shuffles around in an awkward position sort of on his back with his knees bent so he can face you and waggle the flashlight in his face. “..... We gotta go somewhere... c’mon” He wobbles the flash light back and forth “blurhuhguhlur” so spooky good job Mark. Totally terrified now...

OOC: Sorry for the late post today! you ever have those days were youre like I had something to do today but i cant for the life of me remember. and then you go I REMEMBER! Yeaaah- it was visitation day for my Yancy blog today. Oops.  Big props to @tinywy-frost​ for cracking the code in 11.5 last night first and then @shattered-da​ for setting it up in color codes for you all!  Best of luck to the code crackers... they’re gonna get harder from now on >:)

[keatsblue]

Absit Omen // keatsblue

Written for @bnhahawkszine - oop I forgot to post it here until just now!

All the Hawks & Twice feels!! With a lil of the Dabs thrown in

-

Of all the League, this one is by far the worst.

“Thought ya wanted to be one of us, birdie,” Dabi huffs, and the breath he releases might as well be smoked-out tar for all that it invades the space around them, sucking out all the clean air Keigo is trying to breathe. “Though I s’pose if that’s not the case, you’d save me the trouble of roasting you later.”

Run. Run, run, run —  

Keigo keeps smiling. He doesn’t turn around even though his limbs are poised to jump, to take flight despite the fact that he’d be greeted with ceiling rather than sky.

“I—” He starts before he’s abruptly cut off, choking on his own tongue. He doesn’t know why his silver-spun words won’t come, why he can’t work his throat around the lie.

It’s the wrong time to freeze. He’s going to die , he can hear it in the crackling grin he knows is spreading across Dabi’s face, can see it in the gleam in Skeptic’s eyes.

And yet, maybe he can salvage this. Maybe—

A licking of chops, loud and wet in the silence. The scarred villain’s voice is cruel as it is lackadaisical. “I saw you pop out of a vent near the guy’s office last night.”

Keigo’s stomach drops like a stone.

He wonders if it’ll be quick. He’d always thought he’d leave a charming corpse, but he’s seen what remains of raging housefires. Of crematoriums, ones that burn too hot and feast upon the living as readily as the dead.

Will… will anyone remember..?

The hand that lands on his shoulder almost sends him jumping out of his skin. Fingers clamp around his hollow-boned joint, a little too tight. He’s ready to squeeze his eyes shut, to brace himself for the inevitable flicker of pain, of blue —

He holds his breath for one second. Two.

“That’s not very nice, Dabs,” comes a new voice, one that cuts through the tension building between Keigo’s wings like butter. “The dude actually did me a huge favor.”

Keigo shifts, tries to turn his body toward the voice though the harsh grip on his shoulder stops the movement. Instead, he settles for regarding the newcomer out of the corner of his eye, a smudge of black and white that might as well have been a beacon at the edge of his vision.

Twice.

The villain isn’t looking at him, though. His gaze is fixed firmly behind Keigo, serious as the hero’s ever seen him.

At his back, he can feel Dabi’s cocked brow.

“A favor.”

“Uh huh.”

“In the vents.”

“Absolutely!”

READ MORE HERE

[superlockatrocity]

Mod turtleeeeeee We open on a lovely beach scene that... apparently is a backdrop in an airport. Funzies. What's the beastie of the week this time 'round? This man looks two seconds away from a massive coronary...what's that smoky shit, somebody didn't change the air filters. OH BOY IS IT THE FIRST DEMON???? This mod is excited :) Dude actin' weird as hell on the plane-- wait dude no that's the- oh okay byeeeeee. Plane go down the hoooole. What an opening. Sleepy Dean cute okay. Even tho he does sleep with a huge knife under his pillow. Sammy needs to rest, but I do understand the nightmares he's been having. Poor thing. Oooh spooky airplane recording. And a loudass monster noise jesus fucking hell. Haha, hell. :) And we're forging IDs again. For homeland security. That can't possibly go wrong. This is shaping up to be a Final Destination-style romp without literal Death being on their tails. Dean, don't badger a patient in a mental hospital. Not cool my guy. At least Sam is being nice about it but y'all...have some tact. Dean: 'Ma'am was your husband secretly a body builder capable of opening a door with two tons of pressure on it?'

Wife: 'He had acid reflux :)" HAHA dorks in monkey suits. Also, very fucking good music. 10/10. God when they said wreckage they weren't kidding, there's barely anything left of the plane. Dean made a lil EMF meter out of a walkman and Sam isn't amused, don't diss him he made it all by himself. :( Uh ohhhhh actual homeland security showed up, better book it boys! Ahh, return of the black smoke! Sammy called it, demon time. I trust his judgment. Does this demon have an affinity for that one incredibly shitty pun orrrrr. He really needs to up his pun game. Eeee the music! Let's go to Nazareth to find sign of a demon! Dean was right, that's very ironic. Speed limits? Who neeeeeds em, we got places to be and beasties to catch! Amanda pls the plane is a Bad idea. Listen to the himbo. Dean's afraid of planes :( This is probably his least favorite hunt. He's all pouty about it ahhhh. Sam hold his hand for fuck's sake. Brotherly Bickering!!! This time over latin, very fun. I love that he mumbled the Cristo the first time and it sounded like crisco. Enunciate dear. Sammy explains exorcisms, educational! FOUND THE DEMON, maybe the crappy Walkman EMF reader isn't so dumb after all huh? Yeah okay I wouldn't trust a pair of panicked looking scruffy white boys either, fair enough. Ooo, dramatic exorcism. Love that for them. Too bad they're uhhh not doing so hot. Oop there goes the demon and right into the fucking vent. Boys. Close the vents next time yeah? Dean is screaming like a horror movie scream queen, kinda dig him being scared for once. Gives him a little humanity. It does look like he just pooped his pants though. You're a good man, Jerry. Stay alive buddy. The fact that John has fucked off to god knows where and left Dean in charge of their whole hunting operation doesn't sit well with me! Inattentive father of the year award goes to you, sir!

[thickwamuu]

I see you’re writing modern Jonathan, would you be able to do some (non fic related) modern soft yandere boyfriend jonathan headcanons? 💖💖💗💗💖💗💖❤️💖❤️

I- *sobbing uncontrollably* I sure can do that <3 (*´◒`*)

I got a lil carried away with this one, oops hehehe.

-

• He’s definitely an undeniably goofy wholesome boyfriend at first and you can’t help but wonder how you snagged such a sweet teddy bear,

• He’s the exact classic quirky British dreamboat gentleman type that young 2013 you and others swooned over and blogged about.

• Big on physical affection and PDA, doesn’t understand why anyone wouldn’t want to indulge in how happy the are with their partner no matter the time or place.

• Often forgets his strength or size when he makes physical contact, sometimes squeezing you a little too tight or unintentionally having his stature momentarily intimidate you when he gets passionate about something, you always manage to laugh it off as he frantically apologizes and checks to make sure you’re alright.

• Although rather humble, he definitely comes from old money and lives quite comfortably.

• He earnestly and wholly loves a few somewhat nerdy pass times, being a massive otaku for building miniatures, history, fantasy, chivalry, and the Victorian era. Hearing him ramble on and on animatedly about his extensive knowledge always brought a smile to his face even if he was a little too obsessive about it sometimes.

• Overall everything is worth it at the end of the day when he comes over to your place and lays down behind you on your bed, wrapping his big arms around you lovingly as he buries his nose into your neck.

• The two of you go on lovely dates to castles and various other historical sites, or on spontaneous trips to bed and breakfast spots in quaint little villages.

• The more the two of you go on though, you notice little concerning things-

• despite hardly being able to use technology, he’ll blow up your phone if he deems you haven’t contacted him enough.

• whether he does it unconsciously or not he’s quick to play the manipulation game if you are ‘too friendly’ with another person..

• “I thought you wanted to have some quality time together alone, but you can’t stomach being with me unless there’s someone else accompanying us I guess... am I that unbearable?” “It just seems like you never want to spend time with me and it hurts me.” ”I feel as if whenever I ask to do something with you, you have last minute plans with others or you get called into work. I’m getting so worried, all I’m wanting to do is spend time together- you’re not planning to leave are you?”

• This mixed with his puppy eyes and silent tears obviously takes a toll on you. He seemed so big and strong and yet, here he was, broken down by his insecurities. Was it really your fault? He had never blamed you directly, but the implications that you could have at least done something to prevent this were definitely there.

• Your dates progressively become less lively and more “I’m not in the mood to go out today, can we just stay in and continue our campaign/ watch a movie/ make dinner together?”

• In all honesty, you’re not completely against your low key stay-in dates, it’s a welcome escape from dealing with work and people.

• On a particularly hard day, you vent to Jonathan about how emotionally drained you are from someone you’re having issues with at work piled on top of just barely missing your rent payment.

• He immediately offers to go talk to the problem person, and when you deny he looks sad but brightens up.

• “Perhaps living with me might take away some of your stress! I was going to suggest it eventually, but now seems like a better time than ever. You could also put in your two weeks at work and go job hunting with less urgency if you’d like, love.”

• It’s a surprise, but honestly at this point it’s nice to have someone who wants you to be well and cared for.

• You agree although you expected his clinginess to ease up if you’re with him every day in closed quarters, it only seems to get worse.

• Your break from working life gradually lengthens as Jonathan always seems to distract you with something when you try to focus on your job search.

• “I am more than capable of taking care of you and your expenses, darling. You’ve struggled for far too long in life, it’s okay to just relax for a bit.”

• Soon it’s been a whole year you’ve been unemployed, and Jonathan is in no rush for you to get a job, happily going to do work for his father and come back to you after a long day.

• He uses his generosity as leverage to get you to spend time with him or tend to his place while he’s away at work and soon the amount of time you go out or meet up with friends besides Jonathan’s is laughable.

• To make up for this Jonathan suggests maybe taking part in some of his hobbies will brighten your mood.

• This consists of him bringing home frilly regal garments to dress you up in and too tired to argue, you allow it.

• As the days drone on you get so sick of playing house and decide that maybe you and Jonathan just don’t see eye to eye about your future and subsequently bring it up to him.

• He doesn’t take it well and it’s automatically an attack on him as a person.

• Fed up, You decide to go stay with family or a friend, opting to make up an excuse as to why in the case that Jonathan finally sees why you’re upset.

• Not the case. In the middle of the night he manages to give the person you’re staying with some reason to take you home, and none the wiser, they allow it.

• You wake up on top of the covers of a plush bed in victorian style sleepwear with a scratchy throat and spinning head. Getting up to find your bearings and get something to quench your thirst, you become painfully aware of the shackle around your ankle, leading to god knows where.

• The room gives you an uncanny feeling, fake items with no functionality other than aesthetic placed in various spots around the room, including a fishbowl with plastic fish floating around, tethered below the brightly coloured rocks.

• The door opening gives your already-in-flight-mode body a start as Jonathan enters holding a tray of assorted fruits, pancakes and tea, whistling contently.

• “Oh! Wonderful! You’re up, hows my lovely doll this morning?” He coos.

• Your questioning falls on deaf ears as he sets down the tray and rifles through the room’s large walk-in closet, pulling out yet another two frilly garments in hand and holding them up.

• “Which one?”

• When you become enraged he calmly looks between the two outfits before nodding and setting one down.

• “Not in the mood to make choices I see, no matter, that’s why I’m here. Arms up please.”