#no one could stay comfortable bc the game keeps changing

[sophfandoms53]

And if I said the multiverse twist this season should’ve been them recreating the twists from the past seasons each week?

Like imagine, one week is the duos twists, one week is the saboteur, one week is teams, one week is a have nots comp, one week is pandora’s box, one week is america’s player, one week is the third nominee, one week is battle of the block, one week is the hacker, do you see the wasted vision?

This season was supposed to celebrate the shows 25 season run anyway and they did not do that😭

[punksocks]

My Opinions on the Moon Signs

(Btw I’m going to reply soon, sorry life and work has been very busy this June ;0)

Aries moon- The definition of passionate. They can be outgoing and a lot of fun. Definitely super charismatic people. Determinators (more than Aries sun sometimes imo), they’re going to get what they want done. They also really hate not being listened to or treated as the leaders in the room. When they’re mad they get passive aggressive asf and so pissy. Every Aries moon I’ve known has basically refused to be personable while they’re upset. No matter if they were older or younger than me (my grandfather was an Aries moon). They’re loud when they’re happy and loud then distressingly quiet when they’re upset. They stay mad until they decide not to be mad anymore. Then they’ll never talk about it again and be so jovial you could never guess they were upset 2 minutes ago. Good time friends and great at entertaining a crowd though.

Taurus moon- I’m biased bc my partner has this and I love them :0. Softies. They’re grounded and caring, like no one will help soothe you more than a Taurus moon. They’re really giving but it depends what they feel resource rich in. Like if they have a lot of control over their time they’ll spend days on you. But if they grew up during constant instability and financial stress they have a hard time being flexible with giving money or moving house or things like that. They’ll come around if you can show them that they can keep their physical safety. In fact, I think it’s easiest to change a Taurus moon’s mind out of all the fixed moons (in my experience).Also, They really like it when you call them on their shit and shoot straight with them. Also food, they love good food. Any tactile good time really. They’ll make you feel special if you give them affection.

Gemini moon- I don’t have a ton of experience here. Chatty but keep more to themselves than Gemini suns. Only shows you certain parts of themselves, they always have a lot on their minds. The poster child overthinkers of the zodiac (and virgo moons too ofc). Funny tho, always a sense of humor and philosophy about just about every situation.

Cancer moon- Sweethearts. Exalted placement for a reason. Really good at sensing problems/insecurities and putting words to them. They can catch crushes easily. They need to get as much validation as they give. Like a lot. That’s one of their emotional love languages. Can be comforting or very manipulative it depends on how developed they are. One of the most creative people I ever met was a cancer moon, they were super talented and recieved a lot of praise for their great work. A sweetheart that had a lot of creative hobbies and was close to their family. Daydreamed quite a bit, but no more than any other water sign placement.

Leo moon- They don’t need to be the center of attention as often as people think, but they do need to be listened to. It means a lot to them. Can be really aggressive as kids for a period of time then they grow into themselves and can be pretty chill. Maybe a bit too chill about things they aren’t passionate about. They light up when they’re excited though. Also, they can be super competitive, like they can get in their feelings about losing at something they’re trying to show off in. (Like a video game or team sport or what have you)

Virgo moon- Very thoughtful and insightful people. They’re able to pick through and see little imperfections in people that others can not. Whether they use those powers for good or evil is truly up to them. (I have had many friends use this power for good and a relative or two use this power for evil). Everyone I’ve met with this placement has been so seriously beautiful and so aesthetically put together, idk how they do it. Doesn’t love to be called on their shit lol, you must be gentle with criticism unless you know them very very well. But they have a lot that’s on their mind and a bit they’re insecure about so you may accidentally start beef by saying something. But super perceptive people, a delight to gossip with (mercurial moons love to bond over gossip) and they have great ideas. If you have a problem to solve or analyze they’ll often have a set of solutions.

Libra moon- don’t know a ton of them. Not super well anyway. They can be very intelligent and understand a lot about the things they like. And they bluff/charm their way through everything else. Most likely to act differently around different people to try to be the person they think whoever they’re talking to will like.

Scorpio moon- usually very goth/dark style, or they’re drawn to it. Usually just radiate intensity. But also more detached from more situations than I expect every time? They have had a lot of emotional hardships growing up and so they kind of expect to get hurt again by those they’re close to. It’s like a callous for them. If they let you in you’re very special. The developed ones are such sweethearts. Knew a manipulative one that was underdeveloped and crazy tho ngl. Like that person seemed violent and like they wanted to burn the world to feel warm. So either very sweet and stand-offish or just destructive asl.

Sagittarius moon- not my cleanest set of experiences ngl. If you’re like having a good time with one then they’re funny and can be the life of the party. Can also not know how to be emotionally supportive, but will attempt it. But my mom was my bad experience and there was a lot of explosive anger at little things mixed with being immature about others emotions. Throwing a book across the room because she didn’t understand what her (post grad) homework was or coming home angry and yelling after a bad day of work without so much as saying hi. And a lot of being mad at me and other kids for not being instantly emotionally soothed yknow? Like if I needed to sit in silence and process that would tick her off and set off a chain reaction. Explosive anger. Also forcing themselves to laugh loudly after an argument to feel better (Aries moon grandfather did this too I don’t get it). This is mainly underdeveloped energy though. I had a friend with this moon placement and they had a hard time processing their emotions and would usually breakdown for a moment then get back up again. Also people with this placement tend to get most romantically interested in unavailable people imo.

Capricorn moon- me! And a lot of people I connected with briefly and deeply. Having terrible mothers and bonding over it lol. High standards for others even higher standards for themselves. Seems emotionally distant but will break down and cry when they feel safe and are probably alone. And they have a playlist for feeling sad I bet. You either are someone that they tell when they cry or you never know. Has to work out of seeing emotions they were shamed for as a sign of weakness. Gifts are their love language and if they can’t find the words to tell you how they feel about you they will often buy you something you mentioned you always wanted or something you needed off hand. Sentimental types, trouble right expressing it. Will talk to you about everything if they like you and nothing if they don’t. Capricorn placement most likely to go into isolation mode to really consider their relationships and place in life. Might grow suddenly distant if they feel neglected or betrayed. Underdeveloped ones are removed from their emotions in a dangerous way and in denial about all the healing they need to do.

Aquarius moon- also another set of messy personal experiences. Can come up with really out of the box solutions. Seem to either be revolutionary or very very conservative. Like most of the Aquarius moons I’ve known have been men so grain of salt but they would be the ones to most constantly say “a good woman does x” or “if you have that attitude you won’t get married” or throw shade on “girly” hobbies. You can’t change their mind. Even if you present evidence or a sound argument, hardest to get through to of all the fixed signs imo. Sometimes they’ll come back having changed their own mind. Maybe they googled whatever you said and started to believe you. But they’re not going to say you changed their mind. It’s something that they have to believe they made themselves come around on. They often have an independent sense of right and wrong. Sometimes very intelligent, sometimes just bluffing their way through it. Always will respond to opinions though. Can be really funny people, sometimes on accident. Allergic to routine and desk jobs. Usually… detached. Like if they care about you, they’re going to express it in an abstract or private way. Can be hard to tell if they care at all in my personal experiences ngl. My dad is an underdeveloped Aquarius moon and he’d often tell me to swallow my emotions and repress them and go with the way things were. (I don’t talk to my parents anymore lol, they’re narcissistic people)

Pisces moon- I’ve only known a few personally. Sometimes really surprisingly basic. Sometimes they’re just made of magic and they see the world in a whole different way. Emotionally in-tuned with people around them. If their environment is misanthropic then they’re more likely to be. If their environment is upbeat then they’re more likely to be. Most likely to grow up to be like their family/peers but assume they’re not imo. Sentimental with the folks they’re close to.

[sharkboywrites]

Hi, can you do Halsin and Astarion comfort (plus any others you like writing for) x trans reader struggling with top dysphoria, like to the point they actively avoid face to face contact because no matter how well they bind they can still feel them :( I've been struggling a lot (expecially since I can't bind due to health reasons)

Top Dysphoria

Halsin and Astarion x dysphoric transmasc reader

A/N: Really excited to write this bc I know how much chest dysphoria sucks, but I’m actually working on getting a binder now that I’m 18, so this is good motivation to write. Sorry I’m getting to this late, but I hope you feel better anon

Trans male/transmasc reader, dysphoria, chest dysphoria, all descriptions of dysphoria are based off of author’s experience

Halsin

- Halsin is one of those people that can immediately tell when something is wrong

- He could see the difference in the way you started to carry yourself, all confidence gone and making yourself as small as possible

- Your chatter died down, now often becoming completely silent unless you had to speak

- When you’d see up camp for the night you’d quickly retreat to your tent, not fixing up your weapons or talking to anyone else in your party

- He decided to wait until everyone headed to bed to check on you

- When he came into your tent you were just laying there

- You weren’t sleeping, but you weren’t exactly doing anything either

- You were just staring at the wall of your tent, face stained from tears

- He didn’t say anything at first, just sat beside you

- He eventually pulled you into his arms, holding you in a warm and comforting embrace, a bear hug perhaps

- When you felt comfortable enough to start talking, you told him everything

- You told him how you felt, how it was making every single day hard, how it was affecting your mental health

- He listened to you patiently, wiping away any tears that formed

- He assured you that your body does not define you, that it doesn’t change the way he sees you, but that he also understands why it makes you so upset

- He held you until you fell asleep, before laying with you, patting your hair as he drifted to sleep too

Astarion

- Astarion loves to bicker, that’s one obvious thing

- He throws small insults and comments whenever he can find the opportunity

- And you always bickered back

- It was like a game between the two of you, an entertainment of sorts while you had to walk from place to place, fighting monster after monster

- But suddenly, you stopped bickering back

- You were quiet, keeping to yourself

- You almost seemed smaller somehow, like trying to hide yourself from everyone around you

- He’d never admit it, but he missed your friendly fighting

- So, he decided to check up on you

- In his own way of course

- He’s not good at emotions, but he still addresses the problem directly

- He does it in a whiny way of course, while you’re party stopped at an inn for the night

- He companies about losing his fighting buddy, how quiet you’ve become, but beneath all that it’s clear he’s really just worried about you

- But he feels even worse when he sees you start to tear up

- He sits next to you on the bed as you cry out your feelings, telling him about everything

- His comfort comes in the form of a hand on your shoulder and a nod every now and then

- Like we’ve established, he’s not good with emotions, but he’s still there to listen to you

- He doesn’t have a lot to say, but he gives you a few assuring words about how he doesn’t care about those things and your body doesn’t determine who you are

- He stays with you the whole night, helping you stay distracted, and reminding you that he’s here for you

[dearest-painter]

No she’s MY DAUGHTER! PT.1

Summary: Y/N Drew is the adopted daughter of Jessica drew as a 6 soccer year old girl. What she doesn’t know is that she looks a bit to familiar to her mom’s boss, in his eyes she’s the reincarnation of his dead daughter. When Y/N and her friends have to help an anomaly stay alive it reveals that more people want her as family.

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior,abusive relationship,Reader is basically Gabriella O’Hara aka Miguel’s dead daughter but you can change your looks just some things will look like Gabriella,Reader is a soccer player which is based off of my experience,Reader is 6 years old so no romance bc duh,very out of character characters,this is a series,Her mama brought her to a chase,Reader is BFFS with Pavitr,people might be out of character,tell me if I need to add more

PT.2 PT.3

You and your mama just arrived at her work, your dad couldn’t watch you as usual as he had to go into the office this time so you just went with her. You’ve only been here a few times as she tries to keep you out of this stuff, you were wearing your soccer uniform as you just finished a soccer game. “Mama can I get something to eat, I’m hungry” “Of course sweetie, let’s go to the cafeteria so you can eat plus mama is hungry herself” you giggled and nodded. You were so excited for a new sibling! You knew they’d need LOTS of attention and help so your parents would be busy but that’s fine! Your more then willing to share the love your parents give you!

You were skipping as you were happy to see your best friend soon! You two got there and got some food. “Gracias!” “Your welcome little one, on the house Jessica” “You sure?” “Mhm, your pregnant and also little one seemed extra hungry” Jessica nodded her head as you two ate then threw away your trash. She kept holding your hand the whole time as she wants to be sure your safe, you didn’t know where your mama’s motorcycle was but you knew it was somewhere.

“Mama is gonna go do some work so you stay here, okay baby?” “Okay mama! Be safe!” She kissed your forehead then went to works as you sat down and started to draw in your coloring book. You didn’t know where you were which worried your anxiety but you were calming down as you were coloring….staring..someone was staring at you..you weren’t insane and knew it so immediately you got up and looked around just to see if you could see ANYTHING that would show the thing watching you.

Miguel was looking at you surprised…his daughter is alive? Lyla saw you were getting nervous and started breathing heavy as you were scared so she appeared on your watch. “Hi there!” “AHH!” You jumped and fell as you stared at the holographic women…you blinked a bit before responding. “H-hello?” “Hi there! I’m Lyla, your Y/N drew aka Jessica Drew’s adopted daughter” you nodded your head slowly confused why this random lady knows about you. Lyla saw the worried looked on your face which she didn’t like as she was program to also care for Gabriella and you look exactly like her. “I’m an AI, I was made to do and learn about anything in any universe. I know about your family and history as a quick scan then I know everything. I know that isn’t comforting but that’s the truth”

You nodded your head feeling a bit more comfortable..sorta but you kept feeling eyes on you. Miguel was still in disbelief seeing a girl look similar to his daughter, is this the universe saying that his daughter still needs him? Recantation..that what must’ve happened, you were his daughter just in a different form! Yes that’s the answer! He just wishes he found you before Jessica did. “I-is there someone else here? I don’t like the feeling of being watched” “Just Miguel, he’s just a grumpy workaholic man. He isn’t much talkative so how about I talk to you while you color?” You felt a bit calmer knowing you weren’t going insane so you nodded your head and got back on the chair as you went back to coloring as Lyla talked…you wanted your mama and dad really bad.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Alskskakak my brain is spinning on the wheeeeel and thinking maybe a smutty smut of Mr. Omega not paying attention to reader (bc video games), so she makes sure to grab that attention the only way she knows how 😉🥳🥲

Video Games

Kenny Omega X Fem reader

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex

Inspired by Video Games by Lana Del Rey

Kenny Omega Masterlist Main Masterlist

Don't get me wrong I loved Kenny being home. Dispite being together for years it felt like I rarely saw him. My only true complaint was Kenny locking himself in his room for hours playing video games. Video games where his escape, he was able to forget about the reason he was kept at home. I know things had been tough for him, it had been tough on everyone but spending hours and hours playing video games in the dark wound't fix anything. At least I convinced him to move his setup to the living room, that way he would be exposed to sunlight and a more comfortable environment.

As I watched Kenny focused on his game I coudn't help but feel like I had become a charecter in his game. I felt lost, I felt forgotten. I know he wasn't feeling like his best self but the lack of attention and intasmy was starting to get to me. As I searched my closet trying to think about what I would wear today a baby blue sundress caught my eye. I pulled out the dress and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me. I haden't seen this dress in years. Kenny had picked it out for me in Tokyo years ago. This sundress was his favourite, the two of us always seemed to get into trouble when I wore it. Just then it hit me, I had the perfect way to get Kenny's attention and you best believe it involved the dress.

I was supprised the dress still fit. I put on some mascara and sprayed Kenny's favourite perfume. I walked down the stairs and called out Kenny's name. I wasn't expecting a response. The closer I got the more seductive I tried to be. I stoped right infront of him, blocking the TV. "Oh come on Y/n, you're blocking the TV" he said anoyed as he tried to shove me out of the way. I took the controler from his hands in an attempt to get his attention. "What are you doing?" He asked as I pushed him back on the couch. "You never pay attention to me anymore" I told him as I straddled his hips on the couch. I could see the change in his eyes. He noticed the dress. I leened in and gave him a big kiss before removing myself from his body. It was almost like he read my mind. Just as I was about to pull down one of the straps of the dress he told me "Keep the dress on. You know what that dress does to me" as he tried to pull me back into his arms.

We were like two sttarved animals, hungry for eachothers body. Kenny's hands roamed my body, he bunched my dress up the sides. "No painties?" Kenny asked playfully as he placed a rough kiss to the sweet spot on my neck. I removed his cock from his pants and began to carefully place kisses and kitten licks on his shaft. "No teasing, I need you so badly" He told me in a breathy moan.

Our bodies had become one, we matched eachothers thrusts as I rode him on our couch. The sunlight reflecting in the window, the candles light throughout the home. The two of us making sweet love was all too much. We were fast and rough and loving gentile all at the same time. I could feel the familiar knot in the stomach build up. He knew I was close, he knew body and what I needed. "I want you to cum all over my dick. Make a big mess on me" Just like that my orgasm washed over me, triggering Kenny's. The two of us rode out or orgasms before melting into each other. We stayed like that for a while, not wanting to move from safe feeling that was when we were one. "You should wear that dress more often"

[tsukasalvr]

# BLACK HAIR (DARK CONTENT, DEAD DOVE:DO NOT EAT)

“It’s just what you did, don’t hang up the phone, I love you to death” — ALEX G:BLACK HAIR

Scaramouche x reader

AN: Very much vent post, everything’s getting worse and my friends and family are becoming worried for my safety bc of my sh and my past attempt and I refuse to get help rn but maybe soon so here’s a vent ff cus it’s late and my fav guy character in the game

Warnings!: DARK CONTENT, DEAD DOVE:DO NOT EAT, suicide, cannibalism, self harm, describing of cannibalism and organs, slight description of self harm, slight yandere!Scaramouche, captive/kidnapped reader, don’t like this? don’t interact, this is my vent post, was actually dozing off while writing so might make changes in the future

SYNOPSIS: Each day you feel colder and colder in his arms, and it irritates him every time he’s next to you.

He was never one to stay focus on one thing for too long—being stuck in the past can be messy.

But even then he always went back to you, always going back to the room you were kept in. The pristine white walls and floors so clean you could see your reflection, even now after weeks he still made sure the room was tidy. The large bed in the middle of the room with silk sheets, the softest pillows that you could sink your head in with a mattress that you could just die in from how comfortable you would feel to go with.

A thick blanket over you, he pulled it ever so slightly up to make sure you wouldn’t get cold but it only seemed to stick onto your bruised oozing body being glued onto the bed from the blood-containing foam leaks. But even then all he could feel when he rubbed your cheekbones in his delicate hands was cold. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t make you warm.

It irritated him.

No matter how many times he stayed in bed beside you and held you in his arms, you were still cold. Every night he would fall into a routine, lay beside you, and watch for any movement but the only movement and sounds he could detect was the maggots crawling in and out of a large cavity in your chest. He didn’t care enough to clean it up, not when the sounds were the only thing keeping him from spiraling in the silence of the room.

Gently rubbing his fingers back and down your wrist, watching the skin the tighten then loosen again around the white and purple scars. Feeling the bumps every time he did. He pitied you, every time he would visit your room, he would see your trembling figure with a new blazing red scar each time in your wrists and legs, and each time he would scold you for it. Maybe that’s why he carved into your chest a week after it happened, he pitied you, maybe that’s why he took your heart from your chest to feel the damp and spongy organ in his hand, feeling the still cold blood running through his hand and dripping onto his clothes. He pitied you, that’s why he took your heart, to protect you, you were too weak and needed protecting. That’s why you did what you did.

But still, why did it bother him? Why did it bother him that you were still so cold in his hands, he pitied you is all so why does it still bother him after these six weeks.

Why did it make him feel so alone the moment he saw you dangling figure on the ceiling, swaying slightly as if it was recent. Hanging from many clothes wrapped and tied tightly—clothes he bought you. The brushing around your neck was the only thing there, no irritation—no signs of struggle or regret. It’s like you actually wanted to do this and he couldn’t believe it.

You really did need him by your side after all, is what he would tell himself. You were so weak willed that you had the audacity to take your own life, it only meant that you had a weak spirit since before you met him. It wasn’t his fault.

He had no part in this and he should still feel the same after, so why does it still bother him, why does he feel so empty now that your gone. He just feels even more of an empty vessel.

Carefully holding the non-beating heart in his hand, the rich red color contrasting from his ghostly pale slim hands as he sat down on the bed beside you. Feeling the maggots crawling around near his feet. He brought the heart to his face, inhaling and hoping for any sort of the warm sweet smell you had—but all he could smell was rot and decay. The gas was foul, your corpse emitting a rotting-flesh and shit like odor—and Scaramouche had no doubt that any agents who passed by could detect the smell and would hurl from it. He wonders what they would think if they walked in and saw the sight. The sight of him looking dazed sitting next to your decomposing body, your disgusting rotting body.

Bringing the cold organ to his lips, he pressed a light kiss onto it, red smearing his lips slightly. He sat there with one knee touching your cold-naked blemished leg, watching the heart as the glow of the moon came in from the locked window in the room, through the think durable glass panes with hand smudges. Emotionless, he stared for a bit…

And a bit longer…

And even more longer he stared…

Until he opened his mouth and bit into the wet organ. He always imagined it would be difficult to eat like this… but it felt so natural. It was chewy and had a bitter taste but it left an aftertaste that left thinking of you, as if you were still there shaking and crying beside him. It was difficult to chew at times, it was tough, he could feel the lumpy-grained texture as it swirled around his mouth trying to get chewed apart by his teeth.

So he took another bite, and then another before deciding he had enough and put the heart down onto the white blanket, making sure it was away from the maggots slowly crawling.

He didn’t even realize the smile that appeared until his face started to hurt from the stretch. It was like both you and him were one and it made him feel happy.

He took the duvet and wrapped the heart in it with ease despite the size of the cover, and placed it carefully on the floor next to the bed.

l could live like this he thinks, he won’t feel so alone anymore and you won’t feel so cold to him no longer he thinks, as he smiles and shifts closer to your sluggish body, despite the absence of a blanket, he doesn’t feel so cold and alone anymore, and gets close enough to place his head on top of yours, right on top of the dirty-matted hair.

Was dozing off and falling asleep at times while making this, so I’ll rewrite a couple things in the future

[lady-charinette]

Forever obsessed with the fact that Kyu-chan had most likely taken care of the medical aspect of Rei's recovery after he shot himself in the arm and Kazuki and Miri being there for him every step of the way.

Kazuki explaining to Miri that Papa Rei had a bad accident at work and wouldn't really be able to use his arm the way he used to.

Miri being sad at first bc that meant Papa Rei won't be able to play video games with her anymore or hold her. Miri brightening herself up by saying Papa Rei is still Papa Rei, with two functional arms or just one, so she would do everything she could to help him recover.

Kazuki tearing up and hugging his girl and whispering what a good and sweet child she is, that both he and Rei are lucky to be able to call her their daughter. Miri hugging her papa & kissing his cheek.

Rei eavesdropping overhearing from his room, his jaw clenching in an effort to try and keep the tears at bay. They still roll down his cheeks and he quietly wipes them away.

Months of occupational therapy, Kazuki trying to find honest work, Miri going to daycare and trying to cheer up Rei and help him in the house. They're staying at another safe house of Kyu-chan's until they're able to rent their own place.

Miri sometimes rubbing and poking Rei's arm to see if he has any reaction, she grows sad when he doesn't but he just smiles and ruffles her hair, telling her he was fine as long as they all stayed together.

The quiet, tender moments in the evening when Miri is already sound asleep, safe in her bed from any threats. Where Rei is trying to change for bed but his shirt gets stuck on his head with only one arm pulling at it in one direction. Feeling two helping hands pull his shirt off the rest of the way.

Kazuki is holding out his Rei's PJ's to him, at first he refuses to accept help to get dressed, it was embarrassing, he was a grown man.

Kazuki just swats his hands away, all the while snarling what a stubborn bastard he was, but his touch was gentle and careful as he guided Rei's arms into the shirt sleeves and helped him pull up sleeping pants. Rei vehemently insisted on being able to go to the toilet ALONE, but Kazuki still hovered over the closed door from the other side just in case "Rei fell over, hit his head on the tile floor and someone had to fucking call the ambulance".

Kazuki changing for bed himself before he brushes teeth together with Rei. They grow comfortably silent, marveling at how they managed to escape with their lives, how peaceful things were (for now).

They still tense at the slightest sound, Rei reflexively tries to reach for the knife at his night desk, but he forgets he can't use his left arm and makes a mental note to move his knife to the other side for easier access.

Kazuki has multiple weapons; a short knife in the top drawer, a baseball bat under the bed and a small handgun tucked in his underwear drawer (he knew that was the safest place where Miri wouldn't look and couldn't reach). Since Rei was no longer a human weapon, he had to step up and protect both him and Miri in case Rei's father changes his mind and goes after them.

They still need time to fall asleep, Rei feels the phantom pain of the gun wound on his arm, the spot grows tense and spasms randomly throughout the day.

As if sensing his discomfort, Kazuki would reach over and gently massage Rei's arm.

"You don't have to-"

"I want to."

They fall silent again, Rei exhaling at the way his muscles relax again thanks to Kazuki's ministrations. He sinks further into the soft bed, no longer sleeping in the cold hard bathtub. "Thank you."

"Don't mention it. You want an ice-pack?"

"No."

Kazuki had argued the mini fridge in their bedroom was purchased for the sole purpose of storing ice packs for Rei, but it looked suspiciously full of pudding and other sweets for Kazuki to munch on at random intervals during the night.

They fall into a comfortable silence again, until Rei quietly whispers into the darkness. "How is job hunting going?"

Kazuki snorted. "They ask all sorts of questions. What does it matter if can't handle accounting stuff when I work as a waiter? Someone else should count the money after work! Sheesh, they drive me crazy with all those extra questions too! 'What do you like to do in your free time?', 'Why did you leave your previous workplace?', 'Why would you like to work for us?'. Duh, to make money. Besides, it's not like I can just say my previous line of work got a little too dangerous and we almost got killed infiltrating my partner's mafia family mansion."

Rei chuckled quietly. "I don't think that would be a good answer."

Kazuki mirrored his chuckle. "Yeah, neither do I. But...I should find work soon. I will find work soon. So that I can support you and Miri properly and you can rest up well."

Rei tensed again beside him and Kazuki's hand shot out to caress his arm. "Tense, again?"

Rei didn't answer. "Rei?"

A muffled sob filled the silence and Kazuki's lips stretched into a small smile in understanding.

Rei tried to silence any sounds that might escape him, but the overwhelming emotion crushing his chest like a vice had him struggling to keep his composure.

This time, Kazuki's hand touched him again but instead of massaging his arm, he moved to tenderly grab Rei's head and pull him into a hug.

Rei tried to struggle at first, but just sunk into his embrace without much fight after a few seconds.

Kazuki held him close, fingers tenderly running through his messy black hair. He knew what Rei wanted to convey without him uttering any words.

Thank you, Kazuki.

They were safe and together and that was all that mattered.

[ticchina]

You know what I need? A mileapo documentary.

That would be a fucking game changer.

BL industry worldwide, especially in asian countries, lacks open-minded, intelligent and educated people, ironically. Which both Mile and Apo are.

I wanna hear them talk in detail about their experiences in life, how they got to the point they are at, how they met and how their meeting affected their lives outside of gaining fame. From what I can tell by their latest interviews, they feel much more comfortable and open around each other, people around them and the world, with the help of one-another. I wanna know more. I want to see them just have a conversation about any topic in the world, maybe even about their duo itself. What does it feel like to be partnered up with a man for the first time? how do they feel about representing queer community? how long are they hoping to stay together in this? what do they think comes next? Has their mindset about life & love changed after working on Kinnporsche? Do they share most of their opinions? They are pretty fucking different.

What's their daily life like? Because these mfs are BOOKED, like to the point that I cannot even keep up, how do they manage to keep up? How much do they rely on each other when it gets too tiring or too stressful? How do they deal with said stress?

How Mile manages to balance his rich CEO alpha life with queer art he creates with probably the sweetest man that has ever walked on earth? How did he come to the realization of "yeah I could do this for sure". Yea sorry, it's a big step over here, so did he face any backlash for it? Especially coming from such a huge background? Did he not care? Bc he seems like he couldn't care less about what anyone thinks, both his pants and pockets are full, mf has life figured out.

How did Apo manage to gain strength to come back? And MAKE A COMEBACK. Running away as a kid from homophobic industry, to coming back as an adult and playing a masculine bottom. Was it hard for him? Of course it was, but I mean, was it hard waiting for the response of the public? Was it hard getting into the role, knowing at the back of his mind what his former colleagues would think? Did he also not care? Did Mile make it easier for him? Why did he decide to come back after so many years? Did he finally feel strong enough mentally? Was this his way of taking revenge for what his younger self had to endure? Did he talk about his experiences with Mile? Of course he did, I just wanna know how it went down. Does he plan on continuing being in the industry?

Do they think, they could continue on in the industry, without each other?

They have such a beautiful way of expressing themselves, beautiful ways of viewing life and people different from them, they are so fucking accepting and understanding of others. What did it take to get there?

Most of these things are topics that Mile and Apo have touched on before, I just want it put together nicely, I want them to have time to think, to have no interviewers, no constant questions about how gay they are for each other. I just want them to sit in a room, sip some wine and baklava, and talk their hearts out.

p.s this ain't a ship post, I just like them as people and they mention the positive influence they had on each other a lot, I want a deep dive on that. I know not a lot of y'all can relate to having idols with likeable personalities, not me tho, yall stay safe.

[lifmera]

hi mera!! i hope you’re having a lovely day! could i please request a hazbin hotel, chainsaw man, and twisted wonderland matchup if it isn’t too much?

pronouns | she/they

preference | it doesn’t matter!

personality | very shy, but once i’m comfortable with you i become very chaotic! i tend to be mean affectionately when i get comfortable and just say what’s on my mind without much thought cause i know i can trust you. i am the type of the person to tell you if what you’re doing could get you hurt or in trouble in some way. i’m also very big about honesty so it’s rare that i ever tell a lie, especially to people close to me. hence why i want people to be straight up and not lie to me. not very big on people i don’t know well touching me, but if you’re close to me you can hug me if you’d like.

when i’m frustrated or angry, it happens often but it’s never truly that deep. like i’ll be angry but it won’t be for long. i do lash out at people, but it is often not just one thing that caused me to do it, it’s a build of of things over time.

being sad is just the same way, it builds up over time until it boils over. i cry a lot when i’m sad, same with when i’m angry, because i don’t know where to let out my emotions.

appearance | my hair color changes often, but right now it’s blue and purple! my hair cut is a wolf cut with bangs! i’m very pale with pale blue eyes and i’m about “5’3” to “5’4” in height! my style is grunge or alt, but i like to keep it simple! so just cargo pants, a plain t-shirt, and some high tops and jacket will do!

hobbies | archery, writing, reading, drawing, collecting, gaming

likes | 80s music, vampiric aesthetics, victorian fashion, cats

dislikes | bugs, spiders, thunder, loud noises, arguing

lil extras | istp | pisces

i’m a very all over the place person so i hope this is okay! thank you! <3

HI HUN!!! IM SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. IM TRYING 😭🩷

I’ve decided to pair you with…. CHARLIE, DENJI & MALLEUS

Pretty wide variety… i know!

She LOVES your personality once you start to become comfortable.

She loves to be chaotic with you. Shes just a chaotic energy in total.

She’d love if you kept her AND other people out of trouble! Thats why she loves you so much :)

Shes also huge about honesty. Did you see what happened with vaggie!

She understands boundaries. Although she’s probably huge on touch, I feel like she wouldn’t do anything unless you initiated it.

When you lash out, she tries to help you not bottling up your emotions, and talking to her anytime something happened, she’ll love to hear whats going on.

She loves your outfits and your hair!! She thinks its super unique, and would say “opposites attract”

DENJI

Chaotic trio w power!!

If you playfully are mean to him he’ll do the same. I also think he’d try to bite you as a joke. Like chomp chomp.

Hes HUGE on honesty. Like what happened with makima…? Yikes..

Please help him stay out of trouble. He’s always doing something hella nuts or putting himself in danger. Although most of the times he prob won’t listen, he might!!

I think he might be a little annoying, so it’ll make you get angry, but if you talked about it to him.. 100% he’ll try to fix it!

Loves how u look. Honestly probably fell for you bc of it!!

He would probably game with you. And he’d enjoy it so much and be like.. “could you teach me…”

Teach him all your hobbies. PLEASE. HE’D LOVE TO DO IT ALL. He’ll suck butt at drawing and painting but please. It’d be so fun.

He’ll kill all the bugs for you <3

I honestly think at first he’d be scared of thunder, but he’d start to like it, and help you!!

MALLEUS

Definitely found out abt you thru Lilia. Lilia approached you cus of your style and was like… we need to be bsfs.

He’s also pretty quiet, but when you get comfortable around him, he’d LOVE how chaotic you are.

I think he HATES when people are too uptight. And will look to you for a break!!

Malleus might be a frustrating partner since he seems closed off, but i promise its just cause he doesn’t have friends and he needs to learn :(

He’d be so happy to find out the reason you were shy at first is bc you’re awkward and you aren’t scared of him like everyone else.

He’d be fine with whatever you did to him. Honestly if you lash out at him, he’d be a little taken aback but he’d let you let all your emotions out, and try to help you through it all.

I also think he’d suck at art. At first. I think he’d pick it up super quickly. He’s pretty good at everything.

I think at first he’d also suck at comforting but after a while he’d be super great at it.

~~

I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY <3

[thelovelybitten]

more loonatics headcanons / shenanigans...

i've been on such a binge watch of lu that I just need to post abt it okay leave me alone

BUT I'VE NOTICED THINGS !!! (this is s2 ep4) !! you kind of get an insight of what they all like to do and things they enjoy with these bedroom stills.

ACE:

obviously: likes carrots, cute lil bunny.

HIS LIL DOORMAT DJSNGJSDNJK

i couldn't zoom in enough to see what's on his monitor but you know he likes to watch shows before bed. relatable content.

the fact he's got two side tables as well gives me eating in his bed vibes but also he'd be clean abt it. i also think he'd be a big comic book reader. not sure what, but he would be. I'll let y'all decide.

speaking on that, there's a shelf with books on the far right so yeah. i think he'd also read manga bc of his anime complex. he may also keep some sort of CDs ? maybe vinyls ???

i know this man keeps katanas and a dartboard in his room.

he's a snowboarder !!!! THAT'S SO COOL. he must be a god bc this man is AGILE.

he's got a skyline view PHEWWWWW rich ass mf

also. an aquarium on his right (our left) which is so fun I wonder what kinds of marine life they'd keep!!!

I'm also not sure what the compartment behind his head is for but I think its a closed-off bookshelf or space for his knick-knacks. i also see a fireplace too but idk how logical that is lol

LEXI:

NOW WHY SHE SLEEPING IN A HAMMOCK WHEN THE GIRLIE COULD HAVE A QUEEN SIZED BED ??? she's quirky like that ig. whatever makes her comfy. (I know she'd upgrade, I just know. just bc she can sleep anywhere doesn't mean she's always comfortable.)

a phone/pager by her bed is so real

THE WALLPAPER IS BEACHY IT'S SO CUTE

she's a SKIIER AND A SURFER. WHAT CAN'T SHE DO. (seasickness who)

cabinet obvi for storage, idk why she'd have anything important in there besides old childhood items it's so high up???

lower shelves are for books and things maybe. or video games.

AND DO YOU SEE THE AQUARIUM ??? THIS CONFIRMS THAT LEXI AND ACE HAVE NEIGHBOURING BEDROOMS AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND. there has to be some type of barrier/wall between the two tanks for privacy reasons but I'M DEAD GNFDGNDJKFNJDFNKHK MY BABIES

opposing skyline views so iconic... i know she takes mad insta pictures (or duck takes them) to get good sunset shots

i believe the items on the table are her laptop, a makeup bag andddd maybe a clutch purse? just a guess bc they're so tiny.

laptop makes sense. it'd be hard but she could still try to get an education on the side??? lots of work for a girl but she's a boss like that.

makeup for obvious reasons

clutch purse for nights out

SLAM:

THE WAY I'D BE SO SCARED FOR THAT WEIGHT TO DROP ON MY HEAD. SLAM IS A TROOPER WTF

I remember sumth abt that cylinder thingy on the left but I can't remember what it's for yet. will update when the ep comes.

MANS IS AN INTELLECTUAL !! those are all comic books (like ace, they bond) and language workbooks.

the poster of pizza is SO REAL OF HIM

there's a teeny tiny chute beside his door and I wonder what it's for. maybe it's a scanner? idk

light above his head is also...a choice.

i'd like to think that the things at the end of his bed are air purifiers and that slam has some sort of breathing issue when he goes to sleep. maybe he grinds his jaw or is a mouth breather;;;

computer for gaming tings and other endeavours

A WHOLE ASS TREADMILL YEAH BUDDY U STAY IN SHAPE.

i know this man doesn't have a WHOLE ASS DRUMSTICK IN HIS BED. but makes sense. he totally eats in bed BUT IS MESSY ABT IT. duck and lexi HATE IT IT'S NASTY HAHAH they ask him to switch his sheets and vacuum almost everyday

DUCK:

THIS MAN IS SO CONCEITED I CAN'T Y'ALL.

but like ace, he also has a tv by his bed I know he and lexi would watch romcoms together

K-DRAMAS???? SPECIFICALLY SINGLES INFERNO (only bc s3 just came out, it's on the brain) duck just boasts abt how he's better looking than all of the other males while lexi is very much about the relationships/drama

his little peek-a-boo window behind his head is so cute :"))))

I have no god damn clue what that thing is beside him on the left but I'm sure it's important

but he wears headphones to sleep !!! must need white noise or rain to sleep

control panel for his lights and other digitally controlled shit in his room

THIS MAN HAS SO MANY MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPER ARTICLES ABOUT HIMSELF AND THE LOONATICS (but only bc he is in them, thank yew) I also think he'd carry a lot of fashion magazines too. things that are in. the second a fad ends he's done w it

I'm assuming this is an arcade game setup, but i think he'd love Mario kart :) him and tech love to battle on this but move it to the main room bc duck thinks tech is cheating bc "the screen is two small".

i know this man would sleep with mf silk sheets and a fleece comforter he's a bougie bitch

computer for obvious reasons

REV:

i had to include all four shots bc he is a sleepwalker/runner LOOK AT HOW CUTE HE IS ;U;

it looks like he sleeps in a casket-like bed (hence, the lid is open top centre) I believe he only has this open when he's awake so idk who forgot to close it. it needs to be closed so that when rev does actually get up and sleepwalks, he's contained. the last thing the loonatics want to wake up to is the house completely trashed bc rev had a dream he was running from something. so casket bed it was.

that's also why. he doesn't sleep with sheets. if he trips and falls oh lord. therefore he wears super warm pjs in the winter to not freeze to death

he's got a ton of books, rightfully so, I think he and tech would share this bookcase because it would have different manuals, blueprints and miscellaneous mechanical guides. robot guides. that too. i also think rev would be that person who re-reads his childhood books over and over again and not get sick of them ever

there is also a treadmill in this room I just know it

a tv as well. idk where, but I hc it's there.

TECH:

thanks for giving me nothing to work with here

I kind looked forward into the ep and there's a smidge of the bedroom in a frame but idk what the other shit could be

but I know his room is very clean. it's SPOTLESS. everything is organized and well put together.

I'm going to ignore the fact he suckles his thumb bc this man is 24 years old BYE

there's a whole bunch of ai robots in there to do anything he wants.

he is also the other loonatic who has their own bathroom. he only got it bc he won the straw draw. well, ace won technically, but gave it to tech bc he was the oldest and would keep it in the best shape. duck still hasn't forgiven him for it.

he shares it with lexi since she's the only lady in the house :) ain't no way she shares with the boys.

the others share the other bathroom. one more gets installed later but the other four are SOL

tech also has a nice walk-in closet

he needs to take melatonin b4 bed bc this man is noctournal

has drones scattered on shelves, ones he's built and ones he's collected from professors and other inventors

AAAAND THAT'S IT. THANKS FOR COMING TO ANOTHER TED TALK LOL I'MMA GO FINISH S2 XOXO

[baeshijima]

idk if you know howl's moving castle but if you don't, basically sophie, the main character has a curse that fluctuates depending on her self-esteem (she turns old when she's not confident and reverts back when it's the opposite) and there was this scene where she was sleeping, and bc she's asleep and her mind isn't conscious of the curse, she's her normal age

imagine if the mara worked that way, like while mara-struck blade is asleep, you get a glimpse of what yingxing used to look like (feeding into my "it's you/despite everything, it's still you" delusions)

howls moving castle, aka one of my comfort films.... AND THIS IDEA OMG???? from what i gather, being mara-stricken usually happens during intense and uncontrollable bouts of emotion (heavy grief, regret, etc) but ofc we know blade became mara-struck in an unconventional way. so rather than this being about confidence in his case then maybe it could be vengeance and/or his own death like it is in-game?

well anyway, i LOVE this au... imagine housing him bc you found him injured by your doorstep one day and took him in (albeit hesitantly bc who knows who or what was after him. what if they were lurking around your door???) and gradually nursed him back to health. small talk with him was a little awkward to make at first, but you found him becoming more and more open to conversation the longer he stayed. (you also found that making jokes with him can be a hit-or-miss... most of them fly over his head.)

you usually try to avoid going into the spare room where he sleeps out of respect for his privacy. never underestimate the power of sleep deprivation, however, as you found yourself stumbling into the room one night. you weren't sure what you were expecting, but the man in your bed with a much more youthful appearance than blade (the name he gruffly uttered the second night he stayed) sleeping soundly was not it. he didn't look to be in pain, nor did he seem numb from its acceptance. he looked... peaceful. oddly enough, despite the stark difference in this appearance and the on you're used to, you found both to be equally as beautiful.

when he came out the next morning, following the newly-established routine of sitting on the sofa so you could change his bandages before eating breakfast, you couldn't bring yourself to talk about his appearance change. instead, you acted as per usual, the image of last night lingering in the back of your mind.

(even so, when you gaze into his weary crimson-marigold irises, you cannot help but to remember the pretty violet ones you glimpsed last night as he reached out to you in a bleary daze in an attempt to keep you by his side.)

[stonelions]

[disclaimer: again, not blaming the cast for anything. blame being set squarely on writing/directing choices]

as i understand it, tlhbou very intentionally cast Pedro bc they wanted to present a more lovable, softer version of Joel. (Show Joel, if you will.) which, considering the source material, an unusual & potentially disastrous change to make, since fundamentally altering Joel's character and casting media's current darling loveable dad..... ends up gutting the story in a pretty fundamental way.

in-game Joel is a traumatized, emotionally shut-down survivor who has succeeded as long as he has in a dangerous world because he's selfish. it's simple self-preservation. he avoids FEDRA mandated QZ duties, he and Tess are clear heavy hitters in Boston's underbelly, and he is disturbingly competent at killing people. to that effect, his violence is measured; decisive. practical. (this disconnection from his actions is arguably a result of trauma, yes, but unlike Show Joel, he isn't "triggered" to violence. he chooses it, because it's the most expedient way to stay alive or get what he needs. and in the tlou-verse, if you aren't the guy doing the violence, somebody else is gonna do the violence to you.)

this Joel has given up on his brother. they have not spoken in years, he has no idea if Tommy is still alive, and if he is, he assumes Tommy wants nothing to do with him. his primary goal is to keep his and Tess' existence as "free" and comfortable as possible, regardless of the nature of their relationship. (never made explicitly romantic, in-game.) he does not need to be "managed" by this Tess, like some kind of unpredictable guard dog, and the two of them together kill people handily, as needed, to maintain their place in the QZ pecking order. they seem committed to staying off FEDRA's radar, for obvious reasons. (FEDRA doesn't much care about protecting law-abiding citizens, let alone smugglers.)

so when Joel meets Ellie and is tasked with her transport, he is annoyed. it is a huge, hazardous inconvenience. & losing Tess is the exact kind of slap in the face he expected from getting involved in a battle he had no interest in fighting. he was not "already going out west" to look for his brother, and now he has to, in the hopes Tommy is still alive, and won't immediately turn him away because of their bad blood.

this inward facing selfishness is what we start to see chip away as Ellie--NOT "violence in her heart" Show Ellie, but traumatized, survivor's guilt riddled in-game Ellie, who is shy at first, and more jokey than mouthy--endears herself to him by being in parts clever, naive, hopeful, oddly sweet, and competent.

by the time they arrive at Tommy's, Joel wants to offload her not out of fear or self-doubt--convincing himself she'd be better off with Tommy and his guys is a lie to soothe his conscience--but because he's afraid of the bond they've formed, and is trying to run from it. he is being selfish to protect himself. (from more loss, pain, etc.)

this changes after the fight in the ranch house. he realizes he can run, but it's already too late, and actually they might as well finish what they started because yeah, he is capable, and maybe he's not her dad, but now? he's something.

and it's this selfishness, (love can be profoundly selfish) that motivates his heinous actions in the hospital. Joel, because of who he is, what he's been through, and how he gets attached, could not have made any other choice, world-be-doomed.

whether you believe killing Ellie would provide a cure or not (i do not, tbh, like, killing your one immune subject immediately is high stakes storytelling but terrible fucking science, w/e), the choice Joel makes is heinous and awful. and SELFISH. Joel. is selfish. (this is not me saying he is a bad person. the showrunners seem desperate to map our moral sensibilities to the setting, but that is ridiculous. Joel has to be selfish, or die.)

Show Joel... is self-doubting, and self-hating, full of regrets, (even suicidal????? WHAT??) and as far as we see, way less competent than his game counterpart. he's an emotional being. (that monologue to Tommy? i am not even going to touch it. he would not say that.) his attachment to Ellie seems almost instantaneous, and the showrunners treat it as an inevitable outcome, like these two characters are destined to meet and do violence together, which is, frankly, far less interesting than two very different people forming a close bond through incredible hardship that fundamentally alters the course of both their lives.

anyway. that's. just a brief (lol) summary of one way I've been looking at it. if they wanted to make Show Joel softer, they needed to change other story beats to match, and they... didn't. so.

[muppetsilas]

Autistic Hospital Packing Lists

The Emergency Room Essentials

⭐️ I keep a backpack ready in my home with these things in case I have to leave in a hurry to the Emergency Room ⭐️

- [ ] Headphones/Ear Buds/Ear Plugs

- [ ] Sweater/Blanket, Hat for Warmth

- [ ] Glasses

- [ ] Heading Aid(s)

- [ ] Mobility Devices

- [ ] Lighter Change of Clothing in Case it Gets Hot

- [ ] Phone, Tablet, Game System, Book, etc (entertainment; at least one thing that doesn't use the internet)

- [ ] AAC

- [ ] All the Chargers!!!

- [ ] Comfy Shoes

- [ ] Fidgets, Stim Toys, Comfort Item

- [ ] A Few Bucks (or an app) for a Ride Home if You Were Brought in by Ambulance

- [ ] List of a Few People in Your Life You Might Need to Let Know What's Going On (and if your phone dies or you have no signal and/or if the hospital needs to call them instead of you); Be Sure to Include Any Caseworkers/Aides/Caretakers

- [ ] List of Your Meds

- [ ] List of Your Doctors and Their Info

- [ ] List of Medical History and/or Past Surgeries

- [ ] List of Allergies

- [ ] List of Conditions/Disabilities

- [ ] One Day's Worth of Your Meds

- [ ] A Snack and Water (but don't eat or drink unless they say it's ok)

- [ ] If you have allergies to common things that come up on the ER (like adhesives) bring your own stuff; for example, I travel everywhere with rolls of Coban bc although the IV usually has to be stuck with aggressive, you can avoid so much more pain this way

- [ ] A Buddy! (if someone is available; if not at least let someone you trust know where you'll be)

- [ ] The Name and Number of Your Emergency Contact (or at least that person you told where you are)

- [ ] A Face Mask (trust me; until you get into you're own space at least; you're in a hospital, it's full of sick people and the last thing you need is to pickup something else)

- [ ] You're Home Keys

- [ ] Your Car Keys (even if you didn't drive; if you have a car)

The Stay

⭐️ I keep a suitcase in my car with this stuff so that even if I don't drive, your buddy doesn't need to figure out how to get into my home; they can just come get your car keys and grab it to bring it to you. Wait to have this brought in until AFTER you've been assigned a room number.

If you can't keep this ready anywhere, just keep a list of it all to send to your buddy) ⭐️

- [ ] More Comfort Items, Stim Toys, etc

- [ ] A Second Set of Clothing in Each Temperature Option (so like shorts, pants, t-shirt, hoodie, heavy socks, light socks)

- [ ] A Good Pillow and Blanket

- [ ] Toiletries, Contact Solution, Glasses Case, Nail Clippers, Any Special Skin Stuff, Toilet Wipes if You Use Them (everyone should), etc

- [ ] Slippers

- [ ] Sleep Mask if Light Bothers You

- [ ] A List of All of The Things in This Bag (they will want to log your valuables and you'll want to make sure you don't leave anything behind later)

- [ ] An Extra Bag (duffels folks nicely in there)

❌No Multiplugs or Surge Protectors

❌ Lotions Aren't Recommended

❌ No Perfumes or Air Sprays that aren't medically necessary (people in your hall could be allergic; hospitals stink, you'll be surprised how you usually get used to it)

❌ No More Than One Day of Meds (once you're checked in, you're not allowed to take anything yourself, they'll get all of your stuff for you; I've noticed they don't always have really rare ones or inhalers though, so bring those)

🌈 Remember that anything a hospital gives you (from meds that aren't ingestible, to vomit buckets, to anti-slip socks) are YOURS; you've paid for them and they'll end up in the trash otherwise. So take that Flonase, Plastic Puke Basin, and Toothpaste they lent you bc you forgot yours back home.

🌈 If you ever feel too overwhelmed and none of the staff feels like they'll be helpful, don't forget about crisis lines; they'll help calm you down and sometimes even advocate for you if you put them on speaker.

🌈 Even though you're in the care of doctors, they aren't YOUR doctors, so if you have any questions the staff can't answer, you can always ask them to have your own doctor contact your room and/or ask them to speak with the people here.

[bleekay]

my dream was so long i felt like i slept longer than 6 hours… i lived, or was trapped, in a maze of stairs and streets and elevators and alleyways and apartments that was constantly changing, so i could never go backward to where i’d been, but i could reach the same places kinda by continuing forward. like i’d reach an area that was two halls with jumbled floor and door numbers on the walls or an elevator with 3 random floor options, and had to choose which way to go, or i’d have stairs vs a street and choose to go up or down or across. i was simultaneously being constantly watched by cameras, which was a comfort (?), and also hunted by someone or something. if i stayed in one place for too long i’d start to go actually insane like hallucinating and stuff so i had to keep moving. i was searching for specific things, and then searching for places to use those things. very video game mechanic. sometimes people would completely change what they looked like so allies or enemies could appear as strangers and i had to constantly stay vigilant to check before approaching anyone. (i recall suspiciously watching this kid from afar and then sending a remote shock through the phone to jason in my contact list, this prick who wanted me dead, sure enough i saw the kid check his phone and then get jolted with electricity lmao get wrecked jason) i had a weird obsession with whoever was manning the cameras, like super possessive and attached, but i also knew i’d never met them and didn’t even know if they were helping me or not (honestly did not care). i had found a note to knock at floor 12, can’t remember the room number, at 5:90 pm (yeah time was weird) on monday. but because i had to constantly move i had no way to guarantee i’d be around there at that time, and if i found the room well before then i’d still have to move on to not go crazy first. i had a little companion friend, tiny and maybe robotic? but i was trying to horny-bait the camera to keep looking at me while my friend was stealing shit beyond the cameras view, though bc of my obsession with the camera person i don’t think it was horny-bait so much as me actually being horny for them lmao. i had a car sometimes, which could indeed get me up or down stairs, but i couldn’t open doors or elevators in it so i was afraid at some point i’d get out, walk too far away from it, and not be able to go back and get it. when i say the dream was long, i literally felt time moving for days or weeks while i was in there. i’m exhausted.

[cittielinks]

spirited children au

Fom a mob’s perspective. 

It was gradual at first but he noticed how Kim Dokja was spacing most of the time. the boy was silent and was always hunching over his books.

He never had friends, Kim Dokja that is, and being the president in the class he needed to focus on all his classmates, especially those trouble maker. Kim Dokja, well he wasn’t a troublemaker per se. Rather Kim Dokja was a sweet child, kind, and was just… not there.

A bit gloomy but he could not make fault. His classmate has been through a lot. Constant jabbing, curses, and murmurs about how he was the murderer’s son its no surprise he was aloof. 

He tried to stop the bullying of course but over time it was tiring to fight off these people

So he stopped. 

It was around the fall nearing winter. He noticed the sudden change in his classmate, Kim Dokja. For the most part, he was still unresponsive whatsoever. 

But he noticed him spacing out, grinning, and smiling when he thought no one was watching.

then he noticed Kim Dokja giggling and talking near the flowers in the garden. He thought maybe his classmate find comfort in flowers and is trying out gardening. 

It was weird. He would always hear bells ringing whenever Kim Dokja is near. His eyes, oh dear his eyes, they hold nothing

there was no shine, the stars that his eyes used to hold were not there. Not anymore, instead, there was a cloudy murky inside his eyes. 

So he began to check on him, he would try to ask about him gradually. It was not easy, even in this state he was still avoiding people. slowly by slowly, he tried to pry inside Kim Dokja's tiny space. 

The only reason why Kim Dokja was talking to him was because Kim Dokja needed to drink more water and he had an extra water bottle. 

it was then he noticed the air around the boy. Even around winter, the boy was dry, hot, it was as if his entire space was still in summer. He asked Kim Dokja if he was okay and even tried to force him to the clinic to ask for medicine for the cold.

It started to get even weirder when one of their classmates saw him walking behind the school where the forest was located.

The forest was a no-go. Of course, it was, apparently a student died there. 

No one scolded Kim Dokja, who would? he’s a nobody and probably a future murderer following in the footsteps of his mother.

Out of the blue, Kim Dokja mentioned how he got a new friend. 

“A new friend? Who is he,” He asked genuinely curious and a tad bit concerned for Kim Dokja’s safety. 

Kim Dokja giggled like a love-sick fool and sighed dreamily.

 “He’s a bastard! but he’s my bastard.”

“Do I know him?” 

Kim Dokja shook his head. “He told me that he used to go here.” 

“An alumni then?” 

“Maybe, I didn’t ask. He showed me the forest at the back of the school!” 

“You know it's bad enough that you keep going there. It’s prohibited”

“Who cares? Hyukie will protect me anyway!” 

“Hyukie? is that his name?” 

“Un! His name is Yoo Joonghyuk, he’s a pro gamer apparently! he said he will show me his game today” 

Yoo Joonghyuk. A name he quite knew but can’t seem to remember.

for days and days Kim Dokja would talk nothing but this Yoo Joonghyuk every single day. And when he asked to let him meet the guy bc he was worried for Kim Dokja. He would change the topic and then the initial question would be forgotten. 

At some point, he would think that this Yoo Joonghyuk is not real

and that Kim Dokja’s just a delusional lil guy who made an invisible friend ( crush?) to cope up with loneliness. 

It wasn’t until Kim Dokja mentioned that Yoo Joonghyuk doesn’t like him and that he should stay away from Kim Dokja. 

At first he laughed it off and jokingly said to Kim Dokja that Yoo Joonghyuk was just a wuss and that if he was given a chance he would steal Kim Dokja from Yoo Joonghyuk. 

Then the next day, he was pushed by the stairs and managed to sprain his ankle a bit. He then noticed a strange note on his pocket. 

It said, ‘Kim Dokja is mine, Stay away from him”

Clearly shaken he told Kim Dokja to be careful but even then Kim Dokja just laughed it off. 

He was acutely aware about what happened to Kim Dokja’s surroundings as well. 

His bullies never bothered him anymore, their classmates and teachers simply act like Kim Dokja didn’t exist not that it matters to Kim Dokja

It was around the time that Kim Dokja said that he will be meeting this Yoo Joonghyuk person at the forest again at 11 PM that he knew something was about to happen. 

He can’t shake the fact that this Yoo Joonghyuk is not..real and that he is here to take Kim Dokja away.

so he tried to look up “Pro Gamer Yoo Joonghyuk” on the internet. 

He pressed the first article from 3 years ago. 

“Future Professional Gamer Yoo Joonghyuk…

assumed dead at the age of 16. Body not found.” 

Fuck. 

His hands shaking, his heart racing. No way is this the same Yoo Joonghyuk from Kim Dokja. No way. 

A sharp inhale, he read the whole article.

Yoo Joonghyuk, age 16 studying the XX Highschool was missing 2 days before his final competitionat XX Arena. 

The School had file a missing person case 24 hours after his initial disappearance when he allegedly did not call his mentor back.

As of writing, it has been well over 5 days since Yoo Joonghyuk disappeared he was last seen behind the school’s forest.

A great loss for South Korea’s future Pro Gamer….” 

Then there was a picture of Yoo Joonghyuk… he has the same description Kim Dokja mentioned to him before.

Always scowling, a scar in his angled eyebrow, wearing a black jersey… 

He quickly called Kim Dokja’s phone.

“The number you have dialed is not availa—“ 

Shit. 

After what seemed to be hours Kim Dokja finally picked up the phone. 

“Class pres! Do you need anything?”

“Where are you?” 

“I’m with Joonghyuk- ah! Here hyukkie say hi!” 

“What—“

“….”

There was silence. And eerie one then he heard giggles from Kim Dokja.

“You’re so funny, hyukkie! He’s my friend seriously.” 

“Dokja??” 

“Sorry! Yoo Joonghyuk was in a silly mood. Anyway—“

“GET AWAY FROM THERE KIM DOKJA. ILL GET YOU STAY AWAY FROM YOO—“ beep beep beep. 

The call was suddenly cut off. His hands started sweating then he decided to call the police. He should’ve done it first. 

He ran out trying his best to be in time. His friend is in danger

He should’ve warned Kim Dokja before, stupid stupid. 

He saw the police car in front of the school gate. He screamed,

“Please help me! My friend, my friend is missing! In the forest please my friend is in danger”

“Please calm down! We will find your friend”

They began to search the entire school ground and the forest. The teachers and parents began to show up and help with the search. 

Series of shouts “Kim Dokja!” could be heard. And yet there was no reply.

He can’t shake the bad feeling and decided to take a short break before searching again. 

Then he heard the ringing of the bell. 

A bell? 

A familiar ring.

It’s the same sound he heard whenever Kim Dokja was near. Fearing of losing the sound he ran towards the sound, a police officer saw him running and followed him thinking that he might be lost as well. 

The ringing of the bell seemed to grow louder and louder

And then.

He screamed.

Flashes of lights, voices overlapping, and clicks of photos were taken and yet it didn’t seem to register in his mind. 

Not when he saw his dear friend below the cliff dead. his hands holding the skeleton hand of what seemed to be Yoo Joonghyuk’s bones,

Kim Dokja looked serene as he lay there together with the corpse. It look like he was sleeping soundly as he was surrounded by moonflowers 

So eerie yet so beautiful. Maybe it’s the reason why Yoo Joonghyuk decided to take him away.

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ok i know about several of these fics already but post-second-skin and also (carl anderson voice from the movie version of jcs) damned for alllllll tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime

Thanks for the ask!

(for this WIP ask game)

Damned for all time is a Kira/Winn ficlet set during the scene in Strange Bedfellows (I think?) where Kai Winn goes to Kira for advice bc she's just learned she's been hearing from the Pah-Wraiths not the Prophets! It was inspired by a prompt (your prompt lol) for the Sapphic Summer event. But maybe they also fuck or at least kiss a little? I'm currently struggling with this one bc of the word limit for the event being only 100-250 words lol, and I keep going over that when I try to write it, so I need to really refine the idea down to like the Essentials. No snippet right now bc it's so in flux, sorry

Post-Second Skin first time is a Garashir getting together fic in which Garak has big, big exile angst. <3 Garak also maaaaaybe (definitely) has some unhealthy ideas about sex because he's never really been with anyone except as part of a mission. There's also a mismatch in their mindsets because Garak does not let on at first how very angsty he is and at first Julian only sees the flirty front he's putting up. So Julian's just internally like wheeeee we're finally fucking yaaaay ^_^ <3, and Garak is internally like oh no I am a horrible person, I am clearly somehow deceiving him into wanting to be with me and I can't do that to the man I love (oh no, oh fuck, I love him so much) T_T, and that angst all reaches a breaking point, after which Julian comforts Garak. <3

Post-Second Skin first time snippet below the cut:

He’d been invited over to make up for the late snack they’d had to postpone last week when he’d brought Julian the news of Major Kira’s kidnapping by the Obsidian Order. He’d been to Cardassia and back since then and he felt… Well, he wasn’t quite sure how he felt about that. 

Cardassia was the same as it had always been. The air tasted the same, the heat pressed against his scales like always. It was a little bit devastating that it was the same; his absence hadn’t mattered to anyone but him. 

And yet, it was also completely different. He was different now, exile having changed him in ways he hadn’t realized until confronted with his home again, and now everything that should have been familiar suddenly looked so strange to him. The difference had manifested in more obvious ways too, in that he had been, for the moment, working against the Obsidian Order to rescue a Bajoran soldier for a Federation commander. 

But all of that could have been forgiven, perhaps: he had been coerced after all. What was much less forgivable was how disconnected he’d felt, like there wasn’t a place for him here anymore. Like he could never go back. 

This station wasn’t home either. He knew that he was only allowed to stay because he’d made it a priority to make himself useful to the station’s new owners. It had been his idea in the first place to prove his value by helping out in the Tahna Los business, so he couldn’t begrudge the commander for putting him to use. He’d invited it. He’d auditioned for the role. A favor or two a year was usually an easy price to pay. 

But it had rattled him, to nearly be evicted just because he didn’t want to risk his life by breaking the terms of his exile. There was nowhere else for him to go that was far enough away from his enemies yet close enough that he could stay involved in Cardassian affairs. If he had to leave the station, he would never be able to prove himself to Tain or whoever else might be convinced to rescind his exile. 

And so as he sat here in Julian’s quarters, he wanted Julian to curl his arm around his waist and claim him as his own. He wanted this kind of thing often—and he was nearly certain that Julian wanted something more than friendship with him too—but he hadn’t dared get involved with him. Now, the usual longing was laced with something else, a desire for stability, a way to keep some measure of control on his life. If he were in a relationship with a Federation member—a senior officer on the station, no less—then he couldn’t be forced to leave so readily.

Garak swallowed. He could start something so easily. Julian would take him to bed if he asked, he was sure of it. And Garak would figure out how to please his alien body as quickly as he always had with his targets. He’d fill him or surround him or slide against him, do whatever he wanted, until Julian needed him, desperately. He’d make himself completely available to him, to use at his discretion. He’d give him so much pleasure and so selflessly that soon Julian wouldn’t be able to live without him, and would feel drawn to help him. 

Maybe Julian could even some day fall in love with him.