#nice to talk about characters i usually dont think about much

[passumstars]

I will likely never get to do anything with her

[cepheusgalaxy]

I had an idea for a story a few hours ago:

(Bbu setting.) Carewhumper is a Pet Owner, who had a stable income and thus could afford one, Whumpee. Onde day, they lose most of their money and are thrown in misery. Almost nowhere to go, no food, no money, just their loyal Pet who is the only thing that they own now, and they can't bring themselves to sell.

The story would be relatively short, with the Owner and Whumpee trying to find food for Owner and Whumpee servicing them loyaly, struggling to survive. In the end, however, Owner doesn't manage to survive and the only one left in Whumpee.

End :D

[stuffedsand]

four and sixteen for milgram? :3

4- what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

Ok imma be real I've never blocked a person,,,,, I've blocked plenty bots tho

I've gotten reeeaaaallll close to blocking someone but like. I like seeing people's opinions even if I think they're unreasonable. It's a mix of a strange type of entertainment and kind of to keep me open minded? Cuz if I have to look at it and I wanna talk about it I gotta read it through in detail to make sure I'm reading them right so yeah I don't have anyone blocked 💥

16- you can't understand why so many people like _______

............ok I won't that theory because I have another ask that I'll do that for....

Maybe how some characterize yuno as just "girl boss" n not much else? Honestly jokingly it's totally fine but c'mon there's still a bit of girlfailure and inability to let others in there yk it'd be fun to talk Abt it more

Alternatively I do have things I don't understand about what people DISLIKE in this case es milgram I've talked to quite a few ppl (on disc mainly I don't think Ive seen it on tumblr much) who despise es and like!!!!! Bestie that's my silly lil guy you're talking about what'd they do to you!!!!!!!!!

I mean I understand why but also,,,,,they're just a lil creature man they're 15 and in a position of power with no memories of course they're gonna be a bit egotistic in this situation

[the-s1lly-corner]

Various HH characters x autistic!reader

Prize 1/5 for @coldsushisworld ! I hope you enjoy!

This post includes: charlie, vaggie, alastor, Lucifer, adam, and lute

CHARLIE

Honestly I can see Charlie herself being somewhere on the spectrum! So she can relate to you in some way when you're having some struggles. Shes so so accommodating when it comes to your needs, quite literally bending over backwards to make sure the hotel is a safe space for you. Theres likely a sensory room somewhere in the hotel, where you (or really anyone!) Can go to unwind and just vibe. Protective of you, as she is with everyone else she cares about. You.. may have to get her to cool it if things get a little too heated. Warm and smells like apple pie, and I dont know about you guys but that's possibly one of the most pleasing and calming combos

VAGGIE

Very quick to shut things down if someone tries to get on your case for your needs for whatever reason, same goes for anyone who does it without intending to be harmful/doing it unknowingly. Shes your guard dog, and shes going to make sure you're safe mentally and physically. Likely stands trying to choose between different fidgets to pack for an outing trying to determine which one might come more in handy. Packs both. Actually she definitely has a pack somewhere for you that has a bunch of items to carry on you to help you out (water, headphones, ect ect). Despite that she does think you're capable and will step back if her worries cause her to overstep and make you feel bad. Vaggie does tend to have trouble gauging how much effort and feeling into things

ALASTOR

In the nicest way possible, he does not care. Obviously he doesn't care in the "I dont care that you're ND and I'm not going to avoid doing things that trigger you", it's a "I dont care because it is what it is", and besides hes got manners! Sometimes the static ambience around him can be comforting, like white noise.. sometimes he hums or softly plays music if you need something to focus on during an overwhelming moment. However if it makes things worse it's getting cut the second you say something. You're the only person allowed into his radio tower, if you need an escape

LUCIFER

As stated above I headcanon that Charlie is somewhere in the spectrum so he already has an idea of what to do to make things easier and more welcoming for you! Thankfully his home isnt too chaotic and he doesnt usually switch up his routine so if routines mean a lot for you Lucifer is your man! Puts his crafting skills to good use and makes you personalized fidget toys! He loves talking to you but if you need him to be quiet for a while he'll be understanding and work quietly on his ducks. Similarly to his daughter he doesnt let anyone try to make you feel bad for trying to tend to your needs. Though hes less of a pushover/holds his temper a little easier than charlie, but hes still quick to shut anything down

ADAM

In the beginning he can be a little.... how does one say this nicely? Not the best.. hes not at all educated so you're probably going to have to sit him down and find a way to get him to listen. Hes a little misguided when it comes to helping you moving forward but there is a new added effort in there. Takes you away from environments that are too overwhelming for you, or tells everyone to shut the hell up.. which might make things worse thanks to his shouting. He's got the spirit but his methods are not the best. His wings are soft and as long as you dont pluck anything out, he let's you run your fingers through his feathers. Would get sucked into those sensory and/or asmr videos with you

LUTE

I can see her being on the spectrum too tbh but I dont think shes aware, so anytime you try to bring up the possibility of her being ND she kind of just dismisses it. "Everyone does that," mindset. While she doesnt totally understand all of your habits and needs, she still does her best to make sure you're satisfied. She can be callous with others, often causing conflict to those who choose not to listen to an exterminator.. though to heavens citizens what status to exterminators have..? Shrugs. Shes a little.. tense? Harsh? No harsh sounds mean. Shes not used to being tender for someone else, so this is all a learning process for her.. its going to take a while before she grows accustomed to you autism or not.. but shes trying, because she does love you even if shes not used to these feelings!

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

hello! i’m love your post and arts so much! I look at your posts after a hard day and my mood immediately changes to excellent. can I ask a couple of questions?

which pairing with Ethan do you prefer?

and… can we get to know you better? a little biography?

Thank you for your time! I'll be waiting for new arts! (sorry if i made mistakes, my english is not so good. im russian)

i like basically every ship with ethan! it mostly depends on the mood im in, but if im being honest, mithan, winterfield, and wintersberg gets frustrating to think about because they all dont treat ethan well canonically... lethan is fun because they have never met and i can make my own assumptions!

i used to like wintersberg the most and i still do like it, i just have expanded my horizons to other ships as well...., its mostly like a punchline to me though. they have the funniest potential which is why a majority of their posts is just joke comics. i do not like how people try to erase how karl is arrogant and egotistical tho. thats like removing the flavor.... the way karl acts is just very funny to me, hes so lame in a good way and i like how everytime he talks to ethan it sounds like hes twirling his hair and kicking his feet. canonically speaking, karl was very much in the wrong for trying to use rose and not elaborating and i will die on this hill. ethan is not in the wrong for being disgusted and angry that karl would ever try and propose that in the deal. karl is very arrogant so when ethan says no to him it makes him mad and he tries to use fear to get ethan to take his deal (kicking his chair and warning him) i like karl, i like how messed up and arrogant he is but i dislike how people try to portray him as a nice guy. however, in a AU where everythings the same except he doesnt try to use rose i do enjoy the dynamic they could have, especially if the teamed up (not with the deal where they use rose. ethan wouldnt agree unless karl never involved rose in the first place). karl is just a very entertaining character and i like him a lot, hes funny and his personality can be extremely hilarious

mia and ethan is pretty tragic and thinking about it too much makes me a bit sad, imo in a reality where ethan survives re8, he needs to divorce mia. im not saying ethan needs to hate mia and never talk to her again i just dont think they should be so intimate together because of her behavior... please do not take this as anti mia. they loved each other dearly but it wasnt healthy. their relationship was kept afloat by lies and mia doesnt change even though she deals with the consequences of her own actions in re7. she actively tries to hide her past from ethan and is mostly focused on trying to move on and have a normal life even if ethan will have to live the rest of his life in the dark.

she loves her family so much, shes very afraid of them leaving her so she hides all the bad things in the hopes that they wont leave. its selfish, its human, its real, her character is so amazing and i love her. she doesnt learn from re7 and hides important information from ethan again. i geniunly think they should have gotten divorced after re8 if ethan had survived. its tragic and its sad but they love each other so much. it sad because they both geniunly love rose so much but they themselves shouldnt be together. its just sad to think about it. whenever i draw them it usually takes place before re7. they should have divorced on good terms and shared custody of rose.........

ethan and chris is also frustrating to think about... chris is a major jerk in re8, whenever i draw it, its under a unspoken AU that chris did not behave the way he did in re8. his weird behavior in re8 is probably for a meta reason imo. capcom wanted to set up a twist villian so they make chris very vague and unesscarily cruel. while its frustrating that they turned chris into a jerk for the sake of a twist, it still happens in canon and i will forever roll my eyes whenever i see him on screen. he did what he thought was best but imo, execution matters more than the intentions. same applies to mia. they both did things that hurt ethan because they thought it would be the best but in the end they just hurt ethan.

all the ships ive discussed with people ethan has met canonically just makes it look like i dont even like the ships... LOL ... ethan just has horrible luck with the people he meets i guess... but i do enjoy the ships and drawing them, but again all of them come with the canon baggage that ends up making me sad because everyone treats ethan poorly whether they had good intentions or not

which is why leon and ethan is the most fun to draw without getting stressed... LOL... they have never met but just drawing what i think their dynamic would be like is very fun.

please dont take this post personally, this isnt a post declaring why ur fave ship sucks, this is just my own personal preferences and in the end i draw all of them anyways

if i had to rank the ships based on drawing silly comics it would be

wintersberg

mithan

lethan

winterfield

wintersberg has the funniest potential just because of karl and mithan can be funny if u water it down to "i love my wife so much" and said wife comes home with suspicious amounts of hard cash

i enjoy making joke comics far to much

if i were to rank the ships based on how healthy they would actually be for ethan it would be

lethan

winterfield, mithan, wintersberg (no particular order)

sorry 😭

leon and ethan have literally never met but imo it would still be the healthiest because ethan gets to start new

the three other ships r all unhealthy in some way, at least canonically without changing much about the characters (i do like winterfield but just because of how chris behaved in re8 it knocked them down)

i cant even rank them on personal preference because my opinion changes so often 😭 it changes based on discussions i have with my friends or recent art i see that inspires me... me and my friends recently had a discussion about mia and ethans relationship which made me very frustrated and sad with mia so i defiently wouldnt be drawing them anytime soon... meanwhile i hvae been talking to a friend who really likes winterfield often so the conversations we have give me art ideas and i end up drawing it more. if a friend of mine really enjoyed wintersberg or lethan and talked to me about it often id probably start drawing it more, the joys of being a multishipper

it changes a lot based on how im feeling and if im in the mood to draw something funny or something serious

sorry u asked a really simple question and i responded with a essay

and a little bit about myself is that i go by crumb, i am 18 and i go by all pronouns and prefer it/its

im vietnamese and live in texas

i made this tumblr acc solely so i could post my ethan art and im a re7/re8 girly so if ur here waiting for me to draw the re1-re6 characters im sorry u should probably expect nothing

i also make personal animations sometimes which u can find here

thanks for the ask and sorry for the rant!

[zukotheartist]

LONG tbosas (book, mostly) post ahead, about Reaper Ash specifically

A lot of people, rightfully, point out when Reaper cuts Panem's flag and throws it on the dead kids but something that gets to me as well (that I think is a really nice touch and should be talked about more) is his other uses of the flag (in the book, anyway).

The first time he cuts the flag, it's to bargain with Lamina.

Yes, he's doing it for himself because his mentor* won't send him food (or water) unless he puts on a good show (aka killing or at least attacking another tribute), which he isn't doing, and it's been days so he needs to eat (if I remember correctly, he had been able to get a few of Lucy Gray/Jessup's extra/leftover water bottles). But he was strong and big enough to hunt down another tribute and then steal their food. Not Lamina, probably, I don't think a big guy would be able to climb a pole that well? (I feel like that'd be easier for a smaller-skinnier person like Coral but idk, i dont climb lol). Regardless, he couldve hunted any of the tributes that were on the ground.

Instead, he notices that Lamina is heavily sunburned (enough for the skin on her nose to be chipping away) and tells her that he'll get her a blanket (piece of flag) to cover herself with, in exchange for some food.

Then he cuts another piece of the flag to cover his dead peers (and ofc that's the main use of it and the most important one).

But then he also cuts a piece of the flag... for HIMSELF. Not to use as a shield from the sun or to wrap a wound or any other "logical" or "useful" reason.

He drapes the cloth on his back and wraps it around his neck.

He makes a CAPE.

And what does he do, right after?

He twirls around and tries to look back at the cape as he's twirling. Then he runs up and down a bit, with his arms out-stretched, letting the cape fly behind him.

And the next time we see him? He's still wearing the cape.

That moment speaks VOLUMES imo.

A lot of people have pointed out that Suzanne Collins does the complete opposite of the usual tropes placed upon black characters: the girls aren't the caretakers, they're the ones being taken care of by other characters (Katniss and Rue + Tresh and Rue + Reaper and Dill) and the boys aren't treated as agressive fully grown men ready to attack, they're depicted as kind and righteous boys who don't wanna cause harm > the way they show it with Reaper (tho we also see it with Tresh) is soo so... idk, I don't have the words for it.

Not only does he apologise, before the game starts, to all the tributes for having to kill them and also promises them that he'll fight the Capitol and avenge them, to then refusing to murder them during the game.

Not only does he respect his peer's dead bodies when he absolutely had no necessity to and would even get repercussions for doing it (cutting the flag = defying the Capitol = no chance of him winning aka surviving).

He's also shown to be just a kid himself.

He's in an awful situation and trying to stay kind and safe and what's a little something that he does for Himself (the ONE thing he does for himself, basically his entire time in the arena he's doing things for others, even when the thing is just refusing to murder) to cheer up? He makes himself a makeshift cape and runs and twirls around a bit.

i have... so many feelings and thoughts on his character... Suzanne Collins' pen is definition of on fire. That's all.

*btw, something that also makes me incredibly sad is how he's taking care of everyone/not harming anyone but his own mentor still won't send him food or water :( and it's especially sad when you remember that Clemensia was one of the only mentors and Capitol people shown to be Actually against the Hunger Games, at first.

She wasn't bored by them (like it can be said for Festus or Arachne) and she wasn't simply disgusted from a gore/imagery perspective (like Snow and Livia too, if I remember well).

She was actually disgusted at them from a human perspective (not nearly as much as Sejanus but still) and even asked if "the Districts hadn't suffered enough" and "why couldn't they stop now that the war was over". Meaning, she was probably gonna be a good mentor (or as good as a mentor can be) before the snakes bit her and messed her up... it's all one big tragedy🥲

EDIT: wait, she Does send food by the end! But the point stands because she sends it after she's healed more and her brain's clearer.

[factual-fantasy]

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Leave comments on my artwork! :D Either in the comment section, in my ask box, reblogs or tags! Reading all the responses to my artwork is my favorite part of posting on Tumblr and is what keeps me posting! :}}

<XD I wanted him to be. But the spawn rate for female Eevees is 12%!! Heck if I'm gonna run around for hours on end looking for a female!

Besides, drawing Sylveon in a more masculine and chaotic way is fun! And having his backstory be that he evolved out of love for his friends, despite being a man, is a fun origin story! :))

Oh nono, art fight isn't for me 😅 I like to keep my characters to myself and don't tend to draw other peoples characters-

@milk-powrit

I had this idea in my head that big Koopas like Bowser cannot retreat into their shell. But regular little Koopas troops can. But I'm kind'a rethinking that.. I'm considering making all Koopas unable to retreat into their shells :00

Hmm... good question.. perhaps his citizens know, but other kingdoms do not.?

..Are you alright-

@jeysecretive

I'm sure I'm not the first person to come up with this idea, so I have no right to say you cant do it too. Go right ahead!

Of all the food related Pokémon I can remember.. Alcremie is pretty cute :)))

@kermit-ydafrog (Sent after this post)

.....For some reason I don't believe you Kermit-

XDD THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :)))))

@untitled-7613

:0 A logo? Where would I put it?

@foxdemon-loser

Aww! What a cute widdle fox.. 🥺💞💞

(In response to an ask from this post)

No problem! Thank you for the asks! :))

@im-nice-but-i-dont-like-you

Today wasn't as bad as it could have been! Thank you! :)) I wish the same for you!

I think you're right about this. And yeah, involving money with my favorite hobby probably just isn't a great idea.. 😔

I haven't caught up with Octonauts recently, so I don't know who you're talking about.. <://

<XD For me its the opposite. I get so caught up in the routine of my usual candle run path that I forget to go out of my way to snatch up the winged lights-

:DDD THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! :]]]]

I'd prefer a cold shower personally! <XD

@anikakitty11

The baby..... 🥺🥺🥺🥺

@dooflizard

Oooo! Nifty! :00 Thanks for telling me about this! :))

@wolfie-777

Ah nooo, I have no plans to do so! <:/

@olives-in-shadows

Something about this baby looks oddly mischievous...

@savetheearthbros

AAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! :DDDD I should totally draw them again sometime!! :000

@teemhauntsSorry for the late reply! Tumblr ate this ask-- I use FireAlpaca! :)) Its free and easy to learn for beginners, but has a lot of tools for the pros! But be warned, it can be a bit buggy at times-

Grizzly Bears! :DDD

@mason-gaylord

Awe, thank you!! :)))

@charactersnatcher

:DD THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :}}}}

Man I haven't had pizza in a while- thank you! :))

I would prefer to be frozen actually! <XDD I don't take the heat well 💀

[spacexseven]

tunaaaaa I've been reading ur Childe Thing sooo much that I've been thinking of I Love Amy aus nonstop. its a problem. in honor of bsd s4 im gonna rapid fire a couple out for the Bsd Boys!

lets talk dazai. I feel like this could go a lot of ways with him. like, if its ada dazai, you probably don't really get the sense that something is kinda off with him until you're a bit too deep to back out. he seemed so sweet when you first met- fuckin weird, but sweet! no harm in trying to help him win over a crush, right? for pm dazai, you obviously know hes fucked in the head the second you meet him, so you agree to help him out of a fear of what he might do to you if you dont rather than a sense of altruism. either way, its kinda hard to notice him getting a little overly-attached to you just cuz of how naturally obnoxious and clingy he is. even if he starts to escalate you might not get it cuz hes pretty fast and loose about LITERALLY kidnapping you and tying you up in his apartment/mafia holding cell right off the bat (gets very pouty about you "ignoring" him). doesnt help that hes so out of touch with his own emotions he probably doesn't even know he has a thing for you for a whiiile. trust me tho, being nice to him and taking care of him when hes sick or injured WILL wear him down. you'll only kind of get it when you try to give him some new pointers on his crush and he seems to just get? annoyed? mutters something about you talking about someone else while you're SUPPOSED to pay attention to HIM. or when he keeps being weirdly affectionate with you in full view of X when hed usually forget you exist as soon as he sees them. or you woke up chained to a chair (again) but this time hes perched in your lap and scolding you about avoiding your "boyfriend" before shoving his lips against yours. couldve been any of these occasions really.

cant BELIEVE I didn't think of gogol the first time I talked about this this is almost EXACTLY what yes doing to sigma rn. when this fuckin 6'2 clown terrorist traps you against a wall and starts questioning about why you were talking to "his darling", you are 10000% sure you're gonna die. almost gives you whiplash how fast his tone changes once you convince him you have NO interest. all smiles all of the sudden, picks u up under the armpits like a cat to right ur posture and pats you on the head, declaring that you will be his magicians assistant for a while! you do not have a say in this, if you'd like to keep your skin. while you feel bad about aiding and abetting this stalking case, you get the sense that hes. not ever gonna actually make a move. kinda just Wants To Stalk. goes on about how he cant let himself be tied down like that (whatever that means). he does talk about just murdering his darling a lot but you've managed to convince him that thats unnecessary baggage connecting them to him so hopefully that keeps him sated until his goldfish-esque attention span finally moves him onto a new target. and it does! the problem is that its you. I think that once he realizes he likes you, he's just gonna vanish. poof gone. hes had a lot of fleeting obsessions with ill-fated darlings before, but youre something new. hes never actually gotten to know someone before! ugh. hes caged by his feelings for you, but the despair hed feel from killing you would be a cage all its own! frustrating!!!!! maybe if he just leaves and never thinks about you ever again this'll just go away like all of his other crushes. doesnt work. expect him back in a month, snuggling into your neck and babbling inane about having missed you. he tied you up again so youre just gonna have to let him do that. its fine youre used to this with him.

really wanted to do this with chuuya and fyodor too but im scared of them being OOC help me.

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omg so this turned out to be Very Long :O quick context for any1 who is unfamiliar w i love amy—it's a webtoon (highly recommend btw) where the yandere character starts to fall for her 'target/rival' instead of her initial love interest. for more info + the childe version, check out this post.

cw: yandere characters (dazai, fyodor, nikolai), stalking, kidnapping, imprisonment, obsessive behavior, threats of violence to reader. (this whole post came off a little silly instead of serious But mind the cws anyway!)

this is best read with a male reader (to keep it consistent w i love amy) but there's no pronouns used or descriptions for reader, so do as you like. also, reader makes morally questionable decisions :>

(pm) dazai is to be avoided at all costs. that was the rule you put down for yourself after witnessing one of his very public threats to some poor pedestrian who had bumped into him. the dramatic coat, the blank expression, the natural ease with which he handled the weapon in his hand—everything about him was just...alarming.

however, despite all your efforts, he's obstructed your path home with a deadly glare and a hand in his pocket.

according to dazai, he did not appreciate your recent conversation with X, (as he claimed, they were too popular to spare most people more than a few friendly greetings—so why were you having a full-fledged conversation with them?) who were you, even, to get in his way? you sputter out some excuse, some explanation as to why he misunderstood the situation and it was all just work-related, and fortunately, he seems convinced, at least enough to relax his hold on you and shift the blaring malice in his stance to something less frightening.

obviously, you couldn't refuse when he offers you what he calls a mutually beneficial proposition. you help him get closer to X, and he won't kill you! win-win, don't you think?

the thing about dazai, you soon learn, is that despite the murderous energy he gives off, he's painfully annoying, more so than frightening. it almost feels like you're dealing with an obnoxious child, with how he's constantly whining and tugging at your sleeve and complaining about how useless you're being.

and it also makes you wonder if he's ever really had a friend, because he's got some strange expectations for you. he's all too possessive, too paranoid, and expects you to be perfectly fine with it. you consider telling him that he's not supposed to hold you hostage every time he thinks you're spending "too much time with someone else", but after the 4th attempt, you've understood that there was no getting to him. at least he stopped with the threats to your other friends (well, he promised you that he'd stop), and that seemed like the only thing he was willing to compromise on. he doesn't ease up on the breaking-into-your-room-to-visit-you stunt, either, especially when you're "ignoring him". despite all that, maybe out of some form of pity, you still help him out. you drop off food when he's sick and try to explain that imprisonment is not the key to a healthy relationship. you hang out with him even if you're terrified of all the mafioso you come across when you visit the hq with him, and after all of it, you're mostly convinced that he wasn't going to kill you anytime soon. in fact, the two of you seemed to be building an unusual friendship.

but when he comes to visit you one day when you're sick and actually knocks on the door and texts you beforehand, you tell him that this would be the best way to approach X if he ever hears that they're sick. though you're expecting some excitement, or some self-satisfaction for improving a little, instead of looking excited, dazai looks frustrated. for the first time, he looks genuinely...upset. and when he asks you why you can't appreciate that he was looking out for you and not X, you're left at a loss for words. you're not sure if this was a sign that he was starting to learn not to cross your boundaries or a warning that he was beginning to like you a little too much

and things only get stranger. he becomes more observant, asks you more questions about yourself rather than X, and even starts holding your hand in full view of X. when you mention that X was really looking forward to a new movie coming out and that he should try to ask them out, he gets upset by your suggestion, grumbling about you paying more attention to X and only caring about them instead of asking him if he wants to see the movie with them. so, unsure of how to respond, you echo his question. he beams at you and happily declares that he only wants to watch the movie with you.

somewhere along the line, it happened that dazai himself started to realize just how much he liked you, and he spirals out of control. the already overwhelming physical contact turns more intimate, with dazai holding your hand at every possible moment, pressing himself as close to you as humanely possible without squeezing the air out of you, and sitting on your lap whenever the opportunity presents itself. he stops responding to anything that isn't an endearing pet name and introduces himself as your boyfriend. X seems to be eradicated from his mind, as well as anyone that wasn't you, though it feels as though you're the only one that has a problem with this change. dazai takes to it naturally, seamlessly inserting himself into your life.

"what's wrong?" dazai's sprawled across your lap with the biggest grin on his face, the remote in your hand long ripped away by him, "come give your boyfriend a kiss~"

you've...heard of fyodor. it was more overhearing whispers shared between people, but the mention of his name seemed to intrigue everyone who heard it. you've heard that he was a mysterious man who walked into the city one day and never left, and you've heard that he was the owner of an expensive casino. you've even heard that he had a tendency to stand on top of rooftops at night, but you've heard tons of variations and rumors. one statement, however, rang true in everyone's ears.

fyodor dostoevsky was taken with X.

that was putting it lightly—obsession was exactly what it was. though X was clearly unaware of what was being said, because, as they assured you one day while you walked out with them, fyodor was just a friend! and he was a very interesting guy, with some strong beliefs. he wasn't some criminal mastermind! all he did was keep to himself. and that, as they confidently declared, wasn't a crime.

but you had reason to not believe X, after all, it wasn't them at the receiving end of a laser focused gaze and a creepy smile. (it scared you so much that you ran home and ordered a burglar-proof lock for your door the same night) and it also wasn't them who sat down across from you while you were having your breakfast in the café nearby. anyone would have been better than who it was.

"hello," fyodor waves a fork at you, his fingers positioned gracefully on the silver cutlery (and of course, you think bitterly, he was evil and beautiful. just your luck), "i hope you can spare me a few minutes."

he wasn't asking, but you melted at his soft tone. for all people loved to talk about him, why hadn't they mentioned how hard it was to take your eyes off him? awkwardly, you take another bite of your food, nodding at him.

he asks you about X, though it's more of an interrogation disguised as casual conversation. he easily waves around his fork, smiles at you with an unnerving expression, and stares at you a little too long. by the end of it, your food is finished and his fork is placed neatly back onto the table and you've sustained no injuries. better yet, he finally seems to have (reluctantly) removed your name from his hit list.

what you weren't expecting was for him to start seeking you out. you get strange looks when fyodor waits outside your workplace with an umbrella—your umbrella—leaving you with no choice but to walk with him unless you wanted to get home soaked. he lists off X's habit and asks you to add on to his list, ignoring your reply of "that's just creepy". he tells you that he wants to respect X's privacy by not using cameras to spy on them so will you answer him or should he use the cameras? and what else could you do then?

at the very least, he didn't seem serious about attempting to kidnap or imprison X. he seemed fascinated by them, if anything. like he was...studying them. being with him wasn't as bad as you'd though, no matter how much you hated to admit it, despite the foundation of this friendship was built on how amusing he found X. if he was in a particularly good mood, he'd even offer to help you out with your struggles in the pursuit of love. his ideas, however, were all sure to land you behind bars with a retraining order to boot. when you voiced your opinion to him, he only smiled and told you that he knew a thing or two about breaking out of a prison cell, much like he was recalling upon a fond memory.

the only good thing about this strange arrangement was that fyodor was really nice to look at. there was something mesmerizing about his every action, even the slight quirk of his lips or the way his hair fell on his forehead. the ease with which he slipped on his hat (which, by the way, what was with all his not-weather-appropriate clothing? was he not sweating?), and the commanding air around him. so while he spoke seriously about X and his distaste for most of the human population, you tuned him out and focused on admiring his pretty eyes and how his lips wrapped around his fork and—ugh, you were starting to sound as creepy as him. but honestly, you had a feeling he already knew that you found him attractive. fyodor was far too good at reading people, far too perceptive to let something as obvious as your attraction to him slip.

your mistake was foolishly believing that you'd be safe as long as you didn't act on those feelings.

it felt strange, however, when he started reaching your usual table first, having already asked for your go-to meal and watching with thinly veiled delight as you stared down at the hot plate. and it's your coworkers now that get stared at, your friends who get the silent threat of a fork pressed against smooth skin, and you that everyone whispers that fyodor dostoevsky is taken with.

the meaning behind his increasingly strange behaviour doesn't really hit you, not until you've bumped into X again, who you haven't seen around in a while.

"i see that you and fyodor are becoming good friends now," they grin, "i'm almost jealous of how quickly you warmed up to him."

long fingers reach to caress your cheek before a perfectly poised hand places itself on your shoulder. fyodor's unmistakable voice replies in your stead.

"we're friends? is that what you've heard?" fyodor dips his head down to lock eyes with yours, "why don't you correct them about that, darling?"

you should have trusted sigma when he told you that nikolai gogol was bad news. as he clarified, so bad that, coincidentally, the ministry of justice hq was moved away at least by two states when nikolai came to visit.

but how were you to know that he was in love with one of your acquaintances? and how were you to know that his idea of love was this frightening? just when you were making your way back after a lukewarm conversation about work with X, you were slammed up against the wall by a person with a top hat and a coat and an honestly terrifying expression. then nikolai, as he later introduced himself, started grilling you with questions, ruthlessly asking about why you were with X and why did they smile at you and where does your family live, after which he happily told you about his many previous experiences with torture and how he would love to show you.

you're not sure what convinced him to let you go, whether it was your trembling legs or your teary promises that you had no interest in X in that way, but here you were now—alive, terrified, and offered the position of 'magician's assistant' (though the magician himself refused to tell you why the position was open for so long) and all it took to land the increasingly strange job was to talk to X and listen to nikolai threaten to torture you in graphic detail.

(among all the crazy people you had seen around here—that so-called 'world's best detective' who snatched your bag of candy right from your hands, that other person who started doing push-ups in the middle of the road, and someone giggling holding a bag of lemons by the port—you thought that nikolai definitely fit right in. not that you were going to tell him that)

while the position wasn't exactly what you wanted, nor were you too keen on spending more time around nikolai, something about the glint in his uncovered eye and the hand gripping your shoulder told you that you really wouldn't want to reject his offer. contrary to what you may have assumed, assisting nikolai only meant becoming a partner to his criminal activity, which revolved around stalking X, talking to them to find out all the information nikolai can't get by stalking them, and stalking them even more to find out any more details that neither of you could get. (you've considered helping out as much as you can, leaving hints in the form of obscure drawings of nikolai and danger symbols, but later, when you catch sight of X waving to him, you realize the message did not come across the way you intended it to)

fortunately for them, (and for you. at least now, you won't be behind bars for assisting in abduction) nikolai seems to have no interest whatsoever in pursuing them any further. sure, he keeps books filled with information about X, and buys their favorite drink alongside his order, but he doesn't seem to want to do anything more.

while you could care less about why he does whatever he's doing, already chalking it all up to the fact that he was off his rockers, nikolai decides to enlighten you all the same. when he excitedly rambles on and on about freedom and feelings and why X must now die, you pretend to listen, never actually telling him that nothing he said made any sense to you. still, after insisting that he won't be very free behind bars either and that if he really didn't want to be tied down by his feelings, he should actually distance himself from them instead, it appeared that you finally got him to understand, and he hesitantly agreed to listen.

for the most part, everything is great after that. your life returns to normal, with no top hat wearing, cane wielding magician in the vicinity, and no more having to invade someone's privacy. and it was great! really! even if it was a little bit boring without nikolai's spontaneous plans (maybe that time in the amusement park was pretty fun, even if the only reason you had to go was because X was going there with someone else, much to nikolai's horror). there was something both unsettling and addictive about the crazy adventures nikolai swept you on, though it was for the best that he disappeared.

but then nikolai came back…acting a little odd.

his clinginess and a sudden desire for physical affection set off alarms in your head, though he acted like this was perfectly normal. at first, you told yourself that this must be some new jealousy plot—maybe he got this idea from a tv show he watched over his 'break', but he hadn't asked you if you wanted to be part of this ploy (not that he ever did, really).

and your suspicions only grew when he refused to let up on the act, holding onto you as if his life depended on it. his trips with you became increasingly frightening, and his grip on you increasingly tighter. he takes his new position by your side, not at all focused on X anymore, and instead observes you with the same look that was fixated on X not too long ago.

it only hits you that you've become his new target when you find yourself tied up to a chair, with him seated right in front of you with his face up to yours. the exact scenario you convinced him not to put X through.

"your advice sucks, by the way," he pouts, "i tried staying away but i couldn't stop thinking of you! don't be too upset, alright? we can have even more fun now that we're together!"

[taintedtort]

hey hey hey~y guess who again?you made it perfectly clear with how happy you are and it makes me even happier that you reacted that way!ehe~e.

i promise i will wait for every one of your works, but i suddenly got an idea while reading one of your works!one about sleeping headcanons.and the idea is, maybe you will be interested to write how reader and characters do each others hairs?like, reader making a character some sort of hairstyle/adding accesory to them and character does so in return.hope my description makes any sense.and as for characters, with Aether, Albedo, Ayaka and Shenhe???

and if its hard to write this request for you, then dont worry!but can you imagine how nice it would be to braid Aether's hairs???and Ayaka being separeted from worlds simplest pleasures certainly deserves little "girl time".no???also i wish you goodest of lucks!

- 🦊 anon

prompt ✧ doing their hair

characters ✧ aether, shenhe, ayaka, xiao, kazuha, wanderer

warnings ✧ gn!reader, none!

a/n ✧ hello again! i added a few more characters if that’s alr? (i also saw your sweet words in my inbox, thank you) ALSO ALSO i’m writing a part 2 for them doing your hair so if you wanna look for that it’ll be up a few days after this

AETHER

✧ he loves letting you do his hair. honestly his arms get tired after a while because it’s so long, but when you do it he just gets to sit back and relax. he wont ask you to do it first, but if you insist you want to he‘ll let you. doesn’t mind going out of his usual hairstyle either, he just lets you play around with it. do whatever you want: high ponytail, claw clip, flowers, colorful clips, etc.

"you want to do my hair? sure, why not."

SHENHE

✧ her hair is very long and sometimes she doesn’t feel like managing it, so that’s where you come in. you gladly offer to brush out and rebraid her hair. she wouldn’t stray far from her original hairstyle, but she may let you do something different with it— no guarantee she‘ll wear it out though. not a fan of clips, her hair is too thick for them anyway. she does very much enjoy your fingers running across her scalp though.

"you’ll brush my hair for me? if you insist."

AYAKA

✧ she thought she wouldn’t like it at first because ayato used to do her hair when they were younger, but she soon figured out that was because he wasn’t gentle. your fingers carefully swept through her hair while pulling it up in her usual ponytail. she ended up closing her eyes without even realizing. when you finished you could tell she was disappointed, so you just continued to play with it. she sat there feeling like she was in heaven. you end up having to do her hair at least once a week.

"would you mind playing with my hair again? please."

XIAO

✧ was reluctant at first. his hair is short so he doesn’t bother doing anything with it and he doesn’t understand why you would want to play with it. you’d have to explain that you think his hair is super soft and that’d it’d be relaxing for him before he agrees. once he feels your nails run across his scalp he’s down. instantly melts against you and might doze off. that gives you the chance to put cute clips in his hair that he’d normally never let you do.

"you think it’s soft? really?"

KAZUHA

✧ he was happy you asked! he had no problem with you putting his hair in braids or adding colorful accessories, he was just glad you were having fun. he wouldn’t get embarrassed when you’d finish one hairstyle before pulling back and snickering a little before starting another. he liked that he was able to make you laugh, even if it was because he looked silly. he’d sit and talk to you, or listen to you talk, and it would overall just be a cute activity.

"having fun?"

WANDERER

✧ you’d have to time your approach right in order for him to let you anywhere near his hair. honestly it was better to not even ask, just run your fingers through his hair after he gets home and flops next to you with a huge, tired sigh. because he’s so tired, the sensation feels heavenly and he’d let himself indulge. if you started tugging at it like you were putting it in a ponytail, he’d pull your hand off, so you have to resist your urges. but i think if you beg enough while he’s in a good mood, he‘ll let you do something with it.

"fine! do as you please. archons, you’re so needy."

[simpforchuchu]

Betrayal | Fujio x reader

a/n: Hi, if you like it there is gonna be second part dont worry :’)

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: usual hnl warnings

Part2

The young girl, unaware of the person watching her, counted the money she received and watched the person she met leave. After making sure that the money was the right amount, she put it in her pocket and sighed.

“Fujio! I know you are there. You can get out!��

The young girl knew from the very beginning that Fujio was watching her from behind the wall. She just thought it would be more fun if she didn't say anything.

Y/n collected information for Sword gangs and schools. She sold this information to the leaders of the schools for money. That's why she was such a popular girl. Her slightly cocky and self-assured demeanor and bold character made her more interesting. She was pretty too, but she usually wore shabby outfits so no one would notice her.

Fujio came out from behind the wall where he was hiding, scratching his neck and smiling, and stepped towards the girl who was grinning at him.

“Y/n-chan! What a nice surprise!”

Y/n rolled her eyes, then shook her head with a smile.

"May I ask why you're spying on me?"

Fujio smiled like a mischievous child. He replied, referring to the person the girl had met.

“I don't like that boy. I had a bad feeling. I wanted to be sure you were safe.”

Hearing the same explanation again, the young girl smiled and shook her head.

Y/n and Fujio had met a long time ago. Even though Y/n did this in anonymity back then, she was quite brave now. They met again after Fujio became Oya's leader. And everyone was sure that Fujio had a crush on y/n.

“You know I can protect myself, if anyone sees you spying on me, people's trust in me will be damaged.” She said smiling. Fujio slowly nodded and gave a small apology.

They were walking to Oya high school together, unaware of those watching them. This time they were truly unaware.

“I heard somethings in other schools these days. I don't have clear information yet, but I suggest you act cautiously."

Fujio stopped his steps, turned to the young girl, and grinned at y/n,

“Are you worried about me y/n-chan?”

Y/n smiled and brought her face closer to Fujio's. Both were smiling at each other. The young girl suddenly hit Fujio's leg hard, and Fujio started jumping in pain in his place.

“What was that for now!?”

“Be serious Fujio, something is not right. You should be more careful.”

Fujio stopped when he saw the seriousness on the young girl's face. Y/n would only be this serious when she felt something wrong. And her feelings were quite strong. However, he decided to think about it later, he didn't want to talk about it right now.

“I guess you're not making good money these days y/n. You're pretty nervous"

Y/n laughed and shook her head at what Fujio said while laughing

“I still have a lot more money than you Fujio”

Fujio shrugged and grinned as the young girl said with a smile.

“Then you are buying the ramens y/n”

***

Y/n nervously descended the stairs of the place where she was told. She had known for some time that something big was going on, and she was going to find out what was going on today. She had a bad feeling and did not trust Saboten at all.

She was quite surprised when she entered the place. Kamasaka and Ebara were also here. She looked at the black-haired and blond-haired boy sitting across from the Saboten. There was a strange atmosphere. When her gaze met with Reiji Himuro, the young boy offered a sly grin and nodded. Y/n slightly nodded her head and sat down opposite the Saboten, ignoring Ebara's leader Shoji, who was looking at her seriously on the sidelines.

The young girl was not afraid. One wrong move, she knew everyone here was pretty dangerous. But she was not afraid. Because she knew they needed her.

Saboten talked for a while—without giving too much detail- He told her that she could get the money she wanted, he just wanted her to tell him what she knew about Oya, where they were hanging out.

Y/n crossed her legs and leaned back after listening to the boy across from her. She asked with a smile,

“I think it will be a big job.”

Kohei was watching the young girl intently, he smiled at what she said and stood up. He stood in front of the table and looked at the young girl.

“Amagai, Kohei Amagai. I am the leader of Senomon."

Y/n slowly stood up,

“You can call me y/n, but I guess you already know.”

Kohei smiled and nodded,

“You're pretty popular y/n-chan. You are good at your job and I always work with the best.”

Y/n was sure that the young boy was not such a kind and nice person. She didn't know him, but she knew the rumors about him. She was sure he was trying to impress her because she was just a girl now and he needed her.

Y/n smiled and looked confidently into the blonde boy's eyes.

“You want everything from me about Fujio Hanaoka, right?”

Kohei nodded, Ryo and everyone in the room were watching the duo carefully.

“Okay, Amagai-kun. I collect information about schools in this area. I work with informants. I even know secrets that no one knows. And I'm doing it for the money."

Kohei was pretty sure that the young girl would accept his offer.

“But Oya High is different. Fujio is someone I wouldn't betray for money. So I have to turn down your offer.”

Y/n didn't know about Kohei's plan, but she was sure that something bad would happen. Besides, she didn't like this smug bastard. Still, she wanted to leave without any problems when there were disgusting people like Kamasaka leaders in the room.

Kohei smiled and took a step closer. Shoji and Ryo watched them with full attention. Reiji was quite pleased with the daring demeanor of the young girl.

“I guess I didn't explain myself well y/n. It's not a request, if you think you have another chance, you're wrong.”

Y/n wiped the smile off her face and looked seriously at the Senomon leader.

"What will you do? I guess you forget that I have some pretty strong friends.”

Kohei smiled and opened the small knife in his pocket and held it to her throat. Y/n was looking seriously at the blonde leader as everyone looked at him in surprise.

Kohei knew that the young girl was not afraid, although she would never show it. But he had a better plan.

“You have stupid guts don't you y/n-chan? You didn't even startle." Shoji was watching the expression on the young girl's face, unchanging, not even blinking.

“How would your poor mother feel if she found out that you were making money for her meds with your stupid guts?”

The expression on Y/n's face changed for the first time, it was the first time she was looking so different. It wasn't fear, it was more like anxiety.

"You…"

Everyone in the room held their breath.

“I know you need money. If you give me what I want, I will pay for all of your mother's treatment."

Kohei smiled as Y/n glared at him.

"Come on! Don't hate me so much. I'm giving you a great offer."

She didn't even care about the knife pressed to her throat. But this…

"I don't want it, I don't need your money."

Kohei smiled and pulled the knife from the young girl's throat. He folded it and put it in his pocket. He shook his head slowly and suddenly wrapped his fingers around the young girl's throat.

Ryo nervously stood up but didn't do anything.

“Then let me tell you y/n-chan. If I don't get what I want, I'll make sure no doctor is taking care of your mother. And rest assured, it won't even take me 5 minutes to do it."

Y/n had a scared expression on her face for the first time. For the first time, the expression on her face had changed. And it was certainly not because of her throat squeezing.

There was silence for a while. Y/n thought about her mother for a while. Then Fujio. She knew he would hate her. Fujio liked her. But there was something else that nobody knew, y/n liked him too.

But it was her mother that was in question, even though y/n knew she would lose Fujio forever, she had to do it.

The young girl slowly lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.

“Okay…I will accept…”

Kohei asked with a smile.

"I can not hear you."

Y/n angrily raised her head and looked into the young boy's eyes.

"I said fine, I'll tell you everything I know."

***

Regret is a very heavy feeling. But regret for betraying someone… Y/n hasn't spoken to anyone since then. As Amagai said, he deposited a large amount of money in her account and she took her mother to the hospital that night. But while she stayed with her mother in the hospital, she continued to get news about everything.

Oya was seriously attacked. Tsukasa had been kidnapped. Most of the students were seriously injured. All of them were caught off-guard, unexpectedly. And what y/n said played a big part in this attack...

Y/n had also seen Housen’s Shidaken when she was leaving that day. She just nodded and quickly walked away. But she didn't know that they were going to put Shidaken in the hospital right after she left, and even though it wasn't her fault, she was now blaming herself for everything.

She didn't know what situation Fujio was in. She hadn't seen him for a week. She hadn't asked anything about him, she just knew that he had won the fight and was in good physical shape.

She was walking home to buy clean laundry for her mother. She hadn't smoked in a long time, but for the past week she had been finishing up almost a pack a day. Seeing that there were no cigarettes left in her pack, she angrily squeezed the pack in her hand, crushed it, and slipped it into her pocket. After she turned the corner, she took a few more steps and she met the person she was afraid to see.

Fujio was also surprised to see her. But the confused expression on his face changed within seconds. There was an expression on his face that she could not understand. Hate ? Disappointment ? Sadness? Y/n didn't know what it was, but she was sure she hated seeing it.

They looked at each other for a few minutes.The distance between them was not too long, neither of them said anything. Y/n was unresponsive, trying hard to hide her facial expressions.

Fujio and Todoroki were walking over to Tsukasa’s home. Todoroki only knew y/n by name, but he doesnt have to be genius to understand from Fujio's reaction that it was her.

Y/n slowly started to pace, walking past Fujio without saying a word. But after a few steps, Fujio called out.

“Aren't you going to say something? Anything ?”

Y/n listened to Fujio without turning around. His voice was quite broken, it hurt her heart.

“Why y/n? I just want to know why. Weren't we friends?"

Y/n stood silently. She just stood there.She couldnt even move.

“Did he threaten you? Shidaken told me he saw you with them that day. Did they do something to you? Look, if that's how…”

Fujio believed that y/n had a reason. He didn't want to admit that she had betrayed him. But the young girl's silence proved that everything was true. This angered Fujio even more. And his tone changed.

“So it was true… you really did.”

Y/n felt nauseous, there was a pain in his chest.

"You did it for the money, didn't you?"

Wasn't it true? Why did that word hurt so much?

“You betrayed me for money. Do you know how many people were injured? What did they do to Tsukasa?"

When Y/n didn't answer, Fujio couldn't take it anymore and shouted.

"Damn it! Say something, now! Come on say ‘I didn't! You're wrong’ Say something y/n! Arent you gonna even defend yourself? ”

Y/n couldn't take it anymore and turned to Fujio with cold stares. Fujio was a little taken aback by the young girl's seriousness.

“What do you expect me to say, Fujio? You want me to say no it wasnt like this?"

Fujio gulped, waiting for her to regret, an apology. He knew that if she apologized, he would forgive her.

“What you heard is true. Yes, I did it for the money. Yes, I told them what I know.” Y/n sighed, her expression was so cold and confident that Fujio was watching her in surprise. Didn't he know her at all? “Why are you surprised Fujio? Haven't I earned my whole life like this? For years I've been selling information for money, selling people. Yes I betrayed you… But… What separates you from them?”

Fujio wanted to cry at the last sentence he heard. He was offended, broken, sad but now he was even more angry. He clenched his fist to stay calm. Todoroki was watching the two of them right behind Fujio. Even though he didn't know the young girl, he was sure that something was wrong. Fujio was only looking at her face, but the young girl was tense all over her body.

Fujio smiled and shook his head. He looked into Y/n's eyes and calmly replied.

“I don't blame you y/n. It was my fault for trusting you."

Fujio turned around and left without saying anything. Todoroki looked at the young girl once more and followed Fujio.

Y/n did not react. She couldn't. She knew she had lost him forever, and it was all her fault…

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[hazshit-hotel-hater]

What are your opinions on each of the songs? (you can answer with as much or as little detail as you'd like)

Big shocker that the songs from the 2 good episodes are in S and the only one that isn’t is still B tier/sar

The first 2 songs in S made me either tear up/shake violently or cry, and therefore they deserve to be up there IMO. Out for love is also just genuinely catchy and had actual build up to it. Also God “Ready for This” just. OOUGGGHHH IT SCRATCHES MY BRAIN SO GOOD LIKE A WARRIOR CATS MAP. I like it a lot. You cant have multiple characters sing about working together and expect me to NOT cry.

“Stayed Gone” isn’t one I listen to often but it’s so peppy and fast and full of hatred I can’t help but enjoy it. Also everytime the song starts my brain does this

I dont know anything about Welcome Home

I have. Issues. With “Loser, Baby” but aside from those the song holds a lot more weight to it than I usually give it credit for. And for as cheesy as the start if it is, the line before of Angel talking about self destructing resonates with me a lot. Also Husk lays down in a puddle of vomit and no one talks about that ever.

I think the first song in B is “Happy Day in Hell” and I’m adding it there 1. Because it is the first song 2. It gets a reprise thing 3. Charlie almost gets hit by a truck. Other than that it’s not really my favourite but I respect the impact it has.

“Hell is Forever” just fucks. End of story. Alex Brightman killed it.

“Respectless” is good I love Velvette’s VA, but the sudden start of the song and the ending are so out of left field the first time me and my friends watched this show we had to pause cause we lost our fucking minds. Could’ve been better but I’d listen to it again, yeah.

“Hell’s Greatest Dad” is silly and funny and maybe I’m biased as a violin player and jazz enjoyer but a lot of the instrumental tickles my brain so nicely. I will say though it confuses me so much because why does Alastor care about being seen as a father figure?? My mom said it could just be him wanting to show up Lucifer and that’s it but I dunno.

“More than Anything (Reprise)” AKA “Charlie and Veggie Kiss Scene - Hazbin Hotel”

This song sounds like it’s straight out of Barbie & Th Diamond Castle and I’m honestly pissed the girls in the movie didn’t kiss so I’m coping with this. ALSO THE FACT ITS A REPRISED SONG ABOUT LOVE MAKES ME A BIT CRAZY. I never noticed this was the same song Lucifer sang to Charlie SOMEHOW but that’s actually really cute.

“It Starts With Sorry” Has a big part in Sir Pentious’s character growth and just his character in general. I’ve been working on this in my Pentious rant but I never see people mention how much this song probably meant to him. Yeah it’s super corny, but he was fully expecting to be killed and had just been told to kill himself. This was definitely huge for him and I’m not gonna be convinced otherwise.

“You Didn’t Know” is really good but Lute’s part is by far the best and I pray to GOD she gets her own song in S2 her voice actor can SING. GODDAMN! I am very interested in Lute’s character development and I love seeing what people do with close-minded characters like that and hopefully Vivzie doesn’t condemn her to Vivziepop Woman Syndrome. If she isn’t important in S2 I’m going to be pissed but I dunno maybe S3 if we get one.

“More Than Anything” Wish my dad was like this! This song is incredibly sweet and I appreciate it a lot. Honestly might go way higher on the list if I keep thinking about it.

“Whatever It Takes” Sorry you will never be Imagine Dragons. Vaggie doesn’t sound anything like herself cause her VA is making her voice so much more gruff for her character, which is fine! I like her voice (the voice direction is not very good but I digress) it’s just her voice is so high in this I can’t even tell it’s Vaggie.

“Welcome to Heaven” is boring, but we got a Molly cameo!

“Poison”. Read this and this and this. -10/10. I’d rather make out violently with Elon Musk.

[coloursflyaway]

YES. To the directors cut. Anything. Like, i love your works so whatever u give insight into is fine.

I think i found you with the wont fear love one and fell apart with this part first : And he smiles at Edwin, happy and certain and not at all like someone who is considers this a burden, and Edwin thinks, oh.

But the amount of love that was on the Posession one killed me for good so like HOW? How do you do that??? I dont usually fancy explicit fics but it was just?????? Idk. Anyway i think i ranted about that on the fic comments already but please directors cut (if ur okay with it) jajajjj

Have a nice day and thanks a lot!

Thank you so much!!! ♥♥♥ And sorry for the late reply, I didn't want to do this from my phone, sleep-deprived on my holiday 🙈 I love talking about them and about writing, so this is lovely and I appreciate it so much ♥

For Won't Fear Love, I kind started with the concept of Charles taking Edwin on dates and I had the misunderstanding in the last chapter planned, because I just thought it would be really cute if Charles had (metaphorically) wined and dined and courted Edwin for months and Edwin still wouldn't understand that they were a couple, because the thought that Charles could love him back would be so monumentous and unthinkably blissful that he wouldn't even entertain it without Charles spelling it out.

And I thought that Charles would probably have the time of his life taking Edwin on dates, planning out all these little things to make Edwin feel special, because I'd imagine that Edwin wouldn't really treat himself to things that often, or that easily. Charles obviously thinks he deserves the world, so I think he'd jump at the chance to show him that. And I truly think it would fit with his character to want to give them a chance and that it would be an adventure for him, something he'd want to work out if he saw a chance that it could.

Charles wants to make Edwin happy all the time; it would make Edwin happy if Charles loved him back. Edwin is the best, the most beautiful person in the world to Charles; if there was another way he could love him, wouldn't that be amazing?

That part you referenced, they had something kind of like that in the show on the rooftop - Charles quite obviously doesn't consider anything about Edwin a burden, including Edwin's love for him. And I do think that Edwin knows that, but I think he could just know it a little bit more still 😁

For Posession, I've written something vaguely similar for Good Omens, back in the season 1 days - I like writing smut for smut's sake, but touch can also be so much more. Charles is quite obviously a physically affectionate person, so I think not quite being able to touch the person he loves more than anything else would drive him a little bit insane.

He's kissed people before, both when he was alive and then Crystal, but none of them meant what Edwin means to him, so while feeling it up there would be fantastic (and enough with Crystal), I think he'd just be starving for anything more.

He loves Edwin so completely in the show already, I think that if you add a romantic component to that too, he'd just be starving for literally any little bit of Edwin he can have. I don't think he'd ever have enough of him, like, at all. He'd probably be happy just staring at Edwin for a day and a half and then he still wouldn't want to look away.

So, I think if you gave that boy any kind of physical touch, he'd go feral anyway, but the possibility to give Edwin pleasure? Oh. Oh. I think that would drive him insane completely, because doesn't Edwin deserve everything good in the world? Doesn't he deserve to be kissed and touched, especially if he has never experienced that before? And doesn't Charles want to be the person to let Edwin experience all of that?

So he'd just lose himself in that, giving Edwin pleasure and just drinking him in, every little sigh and moan and grasping of his hands, especially because he's not as good with words as Edwin is, so while he knows Edwin knows how much Charles loves him, he could show it like that. Like a completely new love confession in every kiss, every touch, every motion.

Nor sure if that explains anything at all, to be honest, but if you want to know anything else, pleeeeaaaase feel very free to ask!!

[cepheusgalaxy]

so with whump

as a group? fandom? or any other word syebsj

usually it's fictional character and fics right but if you were to interact with other whumpees (that the term) like as roleplay or i dunno

would you or

okay maybe that's a confusing way of putting my question suwnsj

uh just tell me about your own experiences :3 if you wanna

Ok my experiences with whump? I'm not big on roleplaying (although it looks fun. just maybe not for me) so i'll talk about the community

They're awesome or at least the bubble I'm in like

There's one guy who got his acount deleted like a thousand times but he always swings back and he draws super well I like to reference from him and he's super nice

Then there this person who makes comics and they have so many I can't keep up

Then there's this uh lady? Woman? What's like a casual way to say it in english. Like guy but for girls. Anyway, she has a series that's so fun

And there's this person with such nice caracters I kinda picked my name from there.......

Oh, oh there's one thing that's like super nice and that's BBU

Its like a community worldbuilding like. Its premise is that there is a modern kind of world where humans are kept as slaves called "boxies" (because if people "order" them they arrive in packages)—thats why we call it the Box Boy Universe—and there's this organization called WRU (no idea what this name means i think its we r umpers or smth) that "trains" them and there are Safehouses for runaways and theres also The Pet Lib Movement

And it's a fun universe because everyone can use it! And so there's a lot of collaboration like, there's some part of the worldbuilding you don't wanna flesh out? This person here already did it. There is so much lore made by so many people and the fun is that you get to decide what is canom in your bbu

Also theres this person who took such a turn on it they (i dont remember their pronouns rn) imagined how it would be a bbu world but like in the black and white tv era. They did the origins of WRU (the evil slavery organization) and its like i haven't read it yet but it's such a fun concept

I also like the prompts. There's always some crazy thing I haven't thought about and it's lots of fun

There's also the community events (like febuwhump—one of the only i participed in lmao—where we get prompts for each day of february and write or draw something) idk they're fun people

[takobaki]

˚୨୧ Snowy innocence // PT 4 ˚୨୧

﹒⪩Yuu and the big bad crowd ⪨﹒

﹌﹌﹌Octavinelle dorm﹌﹌﹌

A/N: I think this is the longest chapter yet, so uhm hopefully it was worth the wait, this is also part 1 of Yuu and the big bad crowd 💀

Word count: 2040

WARNINGS: Implied abuse/neglect, kinda confusing maybe?, horrible writing, and characters are ooc

Other parts here

A little girl giggled as her mother pushed her back and forth on the swing set of the newly renovated park, the warm and sunny day being something new in their usually gloom and rainy town. It was a nice change, something needed, and almost picture perfect

"Higher mommy!"

The little girl giggled excitedly with a warm smile while looking behind her, to the woman who only nodded as she let out a chuckle. The two seemed to be having the time of their lives, enjoying some mother and daughter time together

"Hun, if I go any higher you'll fly off!" The mother chuckled as she covered her mouth with her hand, her warm comforting smile growing wider as her child giggled out loudly

"Come of hun, you know that isn't gonna happen!" The little girls father said with a grin as he walked over to his family, his hands resting on his hips "If the little lady says she wants to go higher, then let her go higher!" The dad joked, making the family laugh more, if that was even possible

Staring in jealousy and sadness, Alkni watched the Tvs on display show a happy family spending time at the park together.

Something she never got the consideration of being able to do

As tears welled up in her red eyes, she let out a quiet sob 'Why can't she be able to do that.... Why did her family seem so different from everyone elses- Was her family the problem'

Quickly wiping her tears with her small scarred fist, the little pale girl looked up, slightly surprised as the TV changed screens from the family, showcasing a new swing set

"Swingjoy is now more sturdy and can swing higher then any other swing set on the market! Perfect for your children-"

Alkni stared at the TV with her almost lifeless like eyes. No matter how much she cried or was sad, her eyes never seemed to hold the emotion to show that. 'I wonder if their really like that' The very small girl thought to herself as she clutched onto her dirty nightgown, not knowing the existence of 'Acting', as she thought that everything on TV was real, like most other kids her age did

"Do you think we can go to the park today" Alkni asked her mother as she peeked over the arm of the couch, trying to get a better view of her mother, flinching once her mother snapped her head towards her, rage filling the young womans eyes

"No! If it wasn't for you, I would be able to be relaxing right now instead of having to slave away at work! If I dont get to relax, neither do you!" The woman yelled as she raised her hand, about to hit the little girl until a ding caught her attention, making the woman roll her eyes as she angrily picked up her phone

"Your lucky this time brat" Her mother mumbled as Alkni stood frozen for a second from fear before quickly rushing off to the pathetic excuse of a 'room'

People always that theres two response during moments of danger or fear. Flight or Fight.

Yet there was a third one that Alkni knew all to well

And that was freeze

Sometimes in moments of danger or fear, people tend to freeze, go quiet and still in a attempt for the threat to pass and for them to remain unharmed, yet in some cases, it wouldn't work

Especially for Alkni

Shooting upwards from her much needed nap, Alkni was startled awake as a loud crashing sound was sent through the lounge, surprising even Azul as he had her sat on his lap, since the lounge was closed this late at night

Picking up Alkni gently, Azul sighed as he walked out of his VIP room, going to investigate the cause of the sound only to see Jade and Floyd already there, talking to the ramshackle perfect, grim, and a bunch of Scarabia students

"Surrender quietly!" One of the students yelled, making Alkni let out a quiet yelp as she quickly covered her ears

"Mrrow?! You chased us all the way here!? You guys are seriously stubborn, you know that!" Grim exclaimed as he held up his paw close to his mouth, his eyes wide in shock

Alknis red eyes widened in amazement as she looked at Grim. She had seen cats before, since she had lived on the streets for a good amount of time every week, yet this was the forst talking one shes seen

"Whats all the commotion at this late hour? You've woken up this poor child!" Azul said as he glared at the students who had randomly barged into his lounge at a late hour

"Your Azul Ashengrotto, the housewarden of Octavinelie!" One of the two students yelled making the girl tilt her head slightly. 'Who was Ash- Ashin groundo?' Yeah- thats how you say it...?

"Would you care to explain whats going on here" Azul asked as he raised a eyebrow in suspicion, while holding Alkni, who was started trembling slightly from the loud sounds, closer slightly. "Its none of Octavinelles business! Just hand over the two of them quietly" One of the students shouted as they bawled their hand into a fist

"W..Whats go...going on" Alkni asked quietly as she looked up towards Azul, tears welling up in her red eyes as she tugged on his sleeve slightly

"Now that I'm looking closer, would that be Yuu and Grim sprawled out and quivering on our floor?" Azul stated, almost as if asking a question of the Scarabia students "They look so dingy, I thought they were a pair of dustcloths" Azul said with a chuckle as a attempt to calm down the five year old in his arms ever so slightly

"Hey, are you yankin' my tail here? Who do you think your talking to! And your scaring Alkni!" Floyd said as his glare at the students hardened

"No fighting of any kind is permitted in the Mostro Lounge. This is a place for gentlemen" Azul hissed as he sneered downwards towards the disruptive students while still attempting to be professional, the pale girl nodding even though she didnt fully understanding the meaning of Azuls words

"What was that? Your interfering?" One of the Scarabia boys hissed as he crossed his arms over his chest, returning the glare Azul was giving him "Fine, We'll just have to do this the hard way!" The other boy said with a grin while placing his hand on his hip

Alkni froze. Those words were all to familiar to her. All she knew was that nothing good was going to come out of this situation, and she quickly stared to fear of the Octo-persons safety.

Memories- Memories she had oh so desperately wanted to forget had started to flood her brain like a ocean wave. A ocean wave during a horrible storm

"Why cant brats like you just learn to behave!? If it wasn't for you we would be living happily!" Her father yelled as he dragged her throughout the once clean and joyous house, now being dirty, almost as if it had been abandoned.

Crying, Alkni desperately clawed at her fathers rough fingers, fear filling her small body as she let out choked screams and cries "Fine! You wanna be a spoiled brat! I'll just have to do this the hard way!" The man yelled sharply as he turned to face Alkni, making her stop her attempts of freeing herself as she knew what was to come

Staring out the broken window into her broken and usually dirty home, Alkni stood on the tips of her toes as she peaked in, secretly begging, pleading, that her parents weren't home

"Hopefully she is home"

Alkni thought quietly to herself, tears whelming up in her red eyes, as she reluctantly opened the overly creaky door. If it was up to her, Alkni would just stay on the streets, the burning feeling of jealousy as she watched other kids her age having fun with their parents keeping her warm, instead of having to go back, yet it was the only way she could ever be warm

Warm....

Being warm was all she had ever wanted to feel, and yet she was never able to, as the two people who were meant to keep her warm was the reason as to why she was so cold... So freezing cold.... And yet with these new people- They made her feel so warm... such a desperately wanted feeling which had been long unfulfilled. She had never felt this warm in such a long time, and it was a new experience that should've been welcomed happily-

Yet she couldn't bring herself to welcome it...

She couldn't bring herself to trust these new people, as for all she knew they could end up just like them, leaving her feeling oh so cold. She didn't want that. She never wanted to even feel that in the first place, and yet the world seemed to have different plans for such a poor unfortunate soul like her

"You really love making us do things the hard way" Her mother mumbled as she flicked a invisible spec of dirt to her poor child, who was staring at her in fear, her small body unmoving as her eyes stayed trained on her "We really don't want to do this-" Her mother continued, placing her hands on her hips as she let out a sad sigh "And yet, you're making us do it. If it wasn't for you misbehaving then everything would be all fine" Alkni flinched hard at those words

'It is my fault isn't it..."

"I-I don't deserve to be afraid..."

Tears filled her mothers eyes as she looked to the side... Crocodile tears... A expression of 'sadness' apart on her tired face. Tired of working... And tired of being a mother

Some parents where never meant to have kids, and yet they make their kids suffer for something they cant control

Waking up with a quiet yawn, Alkni felt the warm and salty tears fall down her pale features, something she hadn't noticed till now-

It was all just a dream... or more of a memory, something her mind had subconsciously locked away as a way to cope, hoping to never see the light of day again. And yet, even those few words could bring back such horrible, painful, memories.

With a stretch, the young girl looked around the now quiet room, tilting her head as her eyes adjusted to the dim lights of the Mostro Lounge, which seemed to have been turned on ever so slightly for her in case she was afraid of the dark, just as many other kids were. 'Where are they...?: Alkni thought to herself as she pushed herself off of the barstool she appeared to be napping on, a uneasy feeling filling her chest as since right before everything went dark, it was as loud as a behive

With a hum, the pale girl began to walk around the seemingly empty Lounge, her footsteps echoing throughout the large and nicely decorated area.

Since when was this place so pretty? It looked almost out of a fairy tale, or one of those fancy movies shes seen on those large display TVs. Running her hand along the fishtank that resided nearby, her usually dull eyes grew in amazement, her mouth hanging slightly agape, as a fish suddenly swam closer to her

"H...hello g...een fish" Alkni spoke to the fish, as the fish gently pressed itself closer to the glass, making the 5 year old girl let out a sound she hadn't heard herself make in forever

A laugh

Falling back in surprise of the sudden sound that came from her own lips, Alkni caught herself with her elbow before she could hit the ground too hard, somehow causing the sound to continue, this time much more pronounced.

She had forgotten what this foreign sound that came from her mouth had felt like, as she hadn't had a reason to truly laugh or smile in years, and yet, although strange-

it felt nice, and made her feel warm inside

[the-s1lly-corner]

hii!!!

Could i ask for platonic headcannons (tadc) for jax,ragatha, pomni for a reader who acts like Jane Doe from ride the cyclone ( says the most random facts, doesnt know wtf is happening half of the time etc)

Sorry if this is a long ask.

And tysm

Jax, Ragatha, and Pomni x jane doe!type reader!

funny thing is that today ive gotten a second jane doe reader request, like an hour or so ago :O, so ill probably answer that one right after this so !! originally i was gonna tie the two asks into one post but idk, so uh uh !!! we'll see! speaking of, i need to get into RTC, i never really. got into it, outside of some of the songs (ballad of jane doe, talia, and noels lament have changed me) ill also be relying on the other persons ask to guide me on janes personality, so im not totally blind on this !! apologies for any inaccuracies !

POMNI:

she kind of finds your manner of speaking.. uncanny, in its own way. the flatness, the fact you dont put many emotion behind your words. and how you sometimes drop the most morbid bits of information (usually) unprompted

one time the two of you were doing an IHA and the topic of ants came up and you just started talking about how if ants find a rival colony they will engage in all out war in order to survive and claim the resources of the place. why did you start talking about ants? because caine conjured up an ant NPC to serve some role in the adventure

now if you have some knowledge on the digital world and its secrets and... perhaps a means of escape, then she may be more inclined to spend more time with you

RAGATHA:

sometimes she has to keep an eye on you when you guys are having an IHA, just so you dont wander off and possibly get hurt when you decide you dont much care for whats going on

"oh thats nice..! can you tell me more?" when you drop some random facts about something. imagine randomly dropping some facts about centipedes and she just. grins and tries to act casual while you have this sweet little look in your eyes

not much else to be said, i think she would indulge in your little fun facts if she thinks it will make you happy

JAX:

"no one wants to hear about your net facts, reader"/ref

but like its worded a little meaner, if that makes sense

only really seems interested if he can find a way to use the new knowledge to be a little shit

otherwise, i dont think he would interact with you often :( i dont really see him being the type to hang around a character like that SOBS

he thinks its funny if your facts earn a look or reaction from someone else, though

if not romantic, i could see the possibility for a friendship!

[weixuldo]

Enigma// ch 18

anakin x reader

a/n: shit man, stuff is getting tough! i really didn’t think this fic was gonna b as long as it’s becoming hahaha/ ngl even if ppl r losing interest, im still gonna continue it for me heheh- i really like this story :)

The night gets worse and worse

warnings: cursing, cannon disabled character, insecurity, alcohol abuse, emtephobia (barf and stuff…), DONT DO WHAT ANAKIN DOES PLS LORD, ableist comments

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As it does, time went by and you tried to move on.

When school ended you moved in with Ahsoka and split rent; it was nice having your best friend around whenever you needed it, plus the two of you shared groceries so the cost of living was much more affordable than if you had gotten your own place. 

As much as you tried to remove Anakin from your mind, he just wouldn’t seem to leave so you enlisted the help of a professional. 

You would go to therapy sessions twice a week; not solely because of Anakin but he definitely was part of it.

Mainly you went to try and deal with the reality of being such a young mother and work on letting your stress out in positive ways: though on occasion you would try to gain insight on your relationship with the older man.

When the therapist asked about him, you explained all he had been through and let her know you knew some of the reasons he acted the way he did; but your therapist assured you no matter the reasons, that didn’t negate the validity of your feelings. 

The first few times you went you were skeptical; how was talking to some random person supposed to help you feel relieved and emotionally stable?

But after a few sessions, you started to see a difference in your moods and outlook on things. 

It was a few days after Anakin’s results came in that Ash told you about the visit she paid Anakin; she recapped her argument with him, his relapse, and that she made him go to the clinic, she told you that she would relay his results to you as soon as she could. 

You worried that she would be upset that you didn’t tell her that he was the father or that the two of you were together, but she brushed it off, “I kinda had a feeling, ya know?”.

You felt bad that he relapsed and was all alone, but then you remembered he was alone on his own merit, his behavior pushed those who cared most away… it wasn’t your fault. 

You didn’t know how long fertility tests usually took, but you awaited the results anxiously.

Every day you woke up hoping that maybe he would reach out or that maybe he would show up at your door, but each time you only set yourself up for disappointment. 

It had been around a week after Ahsoka told you he got the test; sure these things took some time, but he should have the results by now.

You weighed the option of just asking him flat out because you were frankly over his asshole hermit bit. 

The weather was nice and you didn’t have any responsibilities today… ok, maybe you would pay him a visit. You rested a palm on your stomach as you bent over to grab your shoes from the shoe rack; you were definitely showing much more than you were during the first trimester. 

You were about to head out when your phone began to ring; it was Ahsoka.

“Hey Ash, what's up?” you asked as you searched for your keys. 

I finally got it

“Got what?”

It took a lot of coaxing, but I finally got the results

You stopped at the door and placed your keys back onto the counter top; maybe you wouldn’t have to see him. 

y/n…he’s viable.

A weight felt like it had been lifted from your chest, now he had undeniable proof you were telling the truth the whole time- everything he said was for nothing and you were vindicated. 

“That’s amazing news'' you exclaimed into the phone; surely your friend could hear the huge smile on your face just from your voice. 

Yea, but what are you going to do now? He’s the father and now he knows it… you aren’t just going to let him back in after all he did, right?

“No Ash, He knows the truth now and if he wants this or is mature enough, he will come to me and apologize. The ball is in his court” you explained.

Atta girl

You smiled at your friend’s support, “Thanks Ahsoka” 

Anytime

The phone call ended and you went back to your room- hopefully you would be hearing an apology soon or at least hearing from him in general. 

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Across town Anakin sat on his couch and absentmindedly flipped through the channels on his tv; he told Ahsoka the news this morning and it drained him to make the call.

Ahsoka thanked him for getting the test and asked how he felt about the news. He answered quickly and hung up. He knew she was going to tell you and that he should tell you himself and apologize. But what would that do?

It would just solidify that he was a complete asshole- you deserved so much better. Surely you would do the same that he did to you…shut you down completely and demand you leave. 

Maker, why was he such an arrogant shit?

His half drunk mind wasn’t operating at full capacity and he was making a lot of dumb rationalizations to his problems;

You already thought he was an asshole, so why even bother telling you the news himself? 

You deserved better so he should just disappear from your life and not weigh you down.

He really nothing going for him, so fuck it- he was gonna get shitfaced. 

Soon he had made his way back to the couch with a six pack of bud lite and he cracked the first one. Cheers to the pathetic joke that was his life. He gulped them down one by one and sooner than he thought, the pack was already gone. 

He had a good buzz going and went to fetch more but when he scanned his messy fridge for the tinted glass bottles he couldn’t find any. 

“Fuck” he muttered, that was his last case. 

He groaned and slammed the fridge door shut. There was nothing here to cure his itch for alcohol, so he decided tonight would be a great night to go out and get shitfaced in public, cause why the fuck not?

He got his phone out and grabbed one of the many styluses he had scattered through the house for his convenience. He called for an uber to pick him up.

As he waited he changed into pants, a long sleeve, and his gloves- it had been awhile since he had gone out and he forgot what a hassle it was to put all of that shit on. 

By the time he was dressed and collected his wallet, the uber was there. Anakin was an experienced drinker, so even though he already had six beers packed away, he could sober up if he needed to be able to get into the bar. 

The car he rode in was a nice sedan, it was silver and looked like a new model; the problem for Anakin was getting in. All of the cars he usually rode in (yours, Ahsoka’s, Ben’s, and his own) were bigger and sat higher up, so he wasn’t used to having to crouch down to get in. 

He sighed and placed a stiff hand on the roof of the car to steady himself as he lowered himself into the car; he sat with a thud and grunted.

The driver was probably only a few years his junior- he wore big circle glasses, a patterned button down and had a clean shaven face. He looked like a pushover.

Anakin winced at the overwhelming smell of eucalyptus that entered his senses; he wondered how this guy was driving for a job like this- how would he defend himself against a potential threat? By throwing his eucalyptus at them?

Ahh, what was he doing? He was being judgmental for no reason. 

“Are you alright sir?” the man asked.

“Yea, i’m fine,” Anakin said, crossing his arms. 

The man nodded and began to drive to the bar Anakin had entered into the app. 

The bar he wanted to go to was one in the heart of the city, he didn’t want to talk to anyone tonight, but he also didn’t want to be alone; this bar was perfect for that because there were always people doing some random shit that he could eavesdrop on. 

They pulled up to the curb and the driver parked the car. Anakin thanked the man and opened the door to exit. Maker, he was getting nauseous from that fucking air freshener. 

He swung one leg out of the car and pushed himself up with his opposite hand. He stood and grabbed onto the hood of the car with his hand; that was harder than it had to be… damn these prosthetics. 

Once he was standing he shut the door just as the driver was asking if he needed any assistance.

Groups of people crowded around the entrance of the establishment. Some were old regulars whose teeth looked like they were gonna fall out from all of the substances they abused and on the other side there were a group of younger kids who were trying to figure out who was going to try out their fake ID first. 

He scoffed as he pushed through both groups to get inside. The bar was warm and smelled of weed, smoke, and liquor- relief washed over the melancholic man, this is where he would be able to forget. 

An open barstool was soon occupied by him and a bartender quickly made her way down to his seat. 

“I’ll have some of that honey bourbon I've been hearing people rave about” he said, a $10 bill folded between his fingers. 

“Alright, hun, that’s commin’ right up” the busty lady on the other side of the counter said as she grabbed the 10 from his hand, her hand lingering longer than he liked. 

Anakin could tell she was trying to flirt to get a better tip; back before you, he would have gladly indulged her game and revel in every motion she would do to purposefully push up her breasts and flirt back 5 times harder than she was… but now, he had no desire.

All he could think of when she tried to flirt was how he’d much rather be having a quiet night with you, not some bartender who didn’t give a rat’s ass about his life.

His drink was placed in front of him and the woman smiled, “here you are handsome”.

Normally that wouldn’t bother him- she was just doing her job… But tonight he just couldn’t. 

Once he thanked her, she sauntered away; Anakin raised a judgey brow as she intentionally swayed her hips back and forth. When she was finally busy with another customer he called over one of the other bartenders.

“Hey man, you think you could serve me tonight, I don’t really appreciate all of her flirting” he said as blankly as he could. 

The man cleaning glasses on the other side of the mahogany surface chuckled and nodded, “haha, yes man, no problem. She does lay it on pretty hard sometimes, I get it”.

Anakin thanked the man and continued to down drinks. 

As it got later, more and more people began showing up and it became uncomfortably hot. The music started to give him a headache and the smoke was getting thicker; he knew it was time to go when he could hardly suppress his coughing (no thanks to his fucked up lungs). 

The cool evening air felt cleaner than it ever had before as Anakin stood a few yards down from the bar. He had gotten far enough out of the way that he could still hear and see the lights from inside but no line was around him.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and looked up at the sky; the city’s light pollution hid the stars; he still liked to imagine how they’d look. 

He had no idea how much he had in that bar, but he felt like it wasn’t enough- he needed to do something crazy- he needed to interact with people. He wasn’t completely gone yet, but he was pretty drunk (even if he wouldn’t admit it). 

He stumbled down the sidewalk as he made his way to another bar, not far from where he was, that was a “no-smoking” establishment; he wouldn’t have to worry about choking on air there.

The sidewalk seemed to move as he steadied himself by placing a hand on the wall of the buildings on the way to his destination. 

He was feeling pretty good; his problems were far from his mind, instead he was focusing on getting to the bar. He finally made it and attempted to sit on the barstool that just couldn’t seem to sit still. Eventually he caught a bartender’s attention and got set up there with a 20 oz draft beer. 

This bar was crowded too, but less head-pounding music and young adults. He sipped his drink peacefully as he watched the others in the bar; there were a few couples on dates, a group of guys playing pool, and another group throwing darts. 

He downed his beer and placed the glass on the bar as he waited for more- this was definitely one way to spend his army money. 

As he waited a brown haired woman came up behind him and placed a lingering hand on his shoulder.

“Hello, you look lonely tonight, anything I could help with?”.

The lady wore a dress that was way too short and it did not flatter her body at all. She smelled of overwhelming cheap perfume and beer. He was already over it. 

“Nah, I’m just fine,” he said, attempting to wave her off.

She caught one of his gloved hands and began taking off his covering as she asked, “ooh, you have very stiff hands, must be strong-lets see..”.

She managed to get the glove halfway up his palm before he snatched his hand to his chest; “what the fuck you think you’re doing?!” he hissed.

She laughed, “You’re like a robot or somethin’ haha, I’m sure I could please you better than that plastic could, and I only require a pack of cigs after, no monetary charge” she promoted proudly. 

“Not in a million years lady” Anakin mumbled as his cup was replaced with a full one. 

She scoffed and put her hands on her hips, “well that’s alright, I didn’t really want to fuck a cripple anyways”.

At that moment Anakin had the urge to grab her by that pathetic excuse of a dress and throw her against the nearest wall, but he knew he shouldn’t.

“Fuck off”

“No wonder you look lonely, with a personality like that you must be impossible to be around” she huffed before finding the next guy to latch on to. 

He was getting drunker and her words hit a little too close to home- he needed to be more wasted. He began to find random people who would do shots with him. Soon he was blacked out and drinking with everyone. 

“ and i-its its sooo fucked, ‘cause I… I really do love her, but she… I don’t think s-she… I don’t know, WHO WANTS TO DO MORE SHOTS?!” Anakin was everywhere.

He sat at the bar and did two hurricane shots right after another (where you drink it then get water thrown in your face then the bartender slaps you across the face). He was at the point that he couldn’t even feel that-he was gone. 

Though soon after, the shots began catching up with him and he started feeling nauseous. He laid his forehead down on the bar and puked in between his legs and the counter. Some people around offered to help and the bartender got him some water; he insisted he didn’t need it but the alcohol was definitely making him dehydrated. 

Through the middle of sounds he heard a staff member say, “someone needs to get him outta here, we can’t have him in the bar like this”. 

The fuck were they saying? He was completely fine. 

Before he could tell what was happening he was being carried out of the bar and was sitting on the curb outside. Fuck, what was going on?

Everything was blurry, he felt nauseous and all he could focus on was this sharp pain in his side and the pounding headache that was plaguing him.

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Anakin had no idea where he was, but he knew he didn’t feel good. He sat up and puked.

He felt a hand on his back and was about to protest when another wave of nausea hit- when would it end?

More shit happened in a blur and he eventually made it into an Uber and headed home. 

————-about two hours earlier—————

After he was thrown out of the bar downtown he was picked up by a group of frat boys who thought it would be cool to challenge a random drunk guy to a drinking contest.

In his inebriated state, Anakin went with the men (even though they basically had to carry him to the club they were going to). 

No one in their right mind would still allow Anakin to consume drinks, he was visibly not well and clearly needed to be cut off; but that wouldn’t be any fun for the frat.

They took him to a club where they frequented so the staff allowed them to do whatever the fuck they wanted. 

Anakin continued to drink and drink… and drink. 

Once he started puking again, one of the relatively kinder boys took time to ask his address and got him an uber home.

And that's where Anakin was now. 

He rested his forehead against the back window of the sedan and the driver drove quickly; he was probably worried that Anakin was going to yak in the back of his car. They arrived at Anakin’s apartment in decent time and the driver asked Anakin to leave. 

Anakin nodded and tried to get up but he couldn’t quite get his footing; the driver huffed and helped him out of the car. 

The driver helped Anakin into the house and saw some cash lying on the end table; sure, he helped Anakin inside but that didn’t mean this guy was a saint. 

Anakin leaned against the wall for support the driver swiped the cash and dashed out of the door. He had no clue what happened or what was going on, all he knew was that he felt awful and he needed to get to bed. 

He headed that way but he tripped over himself and landed on the floor with a thud.

A groan escaped him and his vision went black. 

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a/n: more self destructive behavior… what’s new? lolll, srry the updates have been spaced out a bit, i’ve been doing a lot at work haha

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