#not thaaaat proud of this one but

[starryluminary]

The lights are so bright, but they never blind me

[ominist]

10 songs, 10 people

Tagged by @sebastianswallows - Omg, thank you love! I am not sure if I was tagged by mistake, but I appreciate it nonetheless <3

Rules: Put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that come up.

I hope I am doing this right. I have too many playlists to choose from. I know a lot of people do not have Spotify, so I will leave YT links instead. I am feeling a little self conscious but do people even look these up? I highly doubt it lol. My music taste always leaned towards sadder and mellow songs, sorry. 

Move- Colde

Waves- Opus Monik

Smoke Sprite- So!yoOn!, RM

do re mi- blackberry

Ciega, Sordomuda- Shakira

Four Out Of Five- Arctic Monkeys

10 Feet Down- NF, Ruelle

High- 5 Seconds of Summer

Middle with you- B.I

Bang- Ryan Caraveo

I am tagging: @eggymf @anto-pops @cranetreegang @iamintoomanyfandoms @writingliv @tinaexe @xreaderbooks @lilifaea @simpy-slytherin @thorns-fixations

[forallnumbersosc]

Did object culture influence the hosts in any way?

Like Four isn't killing everything on his way as he used to

X is X

And Two sassynes hasn't not been as present these days

(was that beating that bad? Lol)

I would definitely say yes!! Which is really astounding, since its pretty hard for us usually to connect with beings that are... er... more fragile than us... A lot of times we do find it hard to understand the struggles of other species, but I'm really proud on how far a lot of us have come!

Thaaaat being said, of course, it isn't perfect... While Four HAS shown a little more sympathy as of recent, he's still far from understanding a lot of object culture... One moment of connection on the sun only puts a small dent in comparison to how long he's been around... And as you can see, he was still fully convinced that putting past BFB contestants in the EXIT indefinitely was a concern-less idea...

Also I still have my sassyness!!! I can be as sassy as I want to be!!! I just-- yknowwwww.... ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ⁿᶦᶜᵉ ʰᵒˢᵗ

(and I will admit most of the pain suffered in that beating was emotional-- but it was still a lot of pain!!!!)

[I'd like to think Two is just as emotion-prone as Four, they just have a lot more sympathy and empathy :3]

[puppypuppypuppypuppy]

How did your human spam and jevil meet?

OK. This took a while I had to scour the underground cave system of me and yashas dms to find all the relevant convos and such. I'll put them under a readmore bc. Yeah.

Also, the moment of first contact as depicted by the magnificent @naggingatlas

So, surrounding info: The au takes place in Hometown ofc. Eugene, after being released from jail (no murder here just manslaughter. he does tell ppl it was murder tho) has lived there for maybe like, 5 or 6 years (seam pulled some strings (hehe) to get him the place and peaced tf out) He's since been living as a hermit in the forest in this decrepit spooky house. He was once a prolific poet/philosopher/whatever and ig kind of still is? but he has a complicated relationship with his old work and resents how misinterpreted its been by the majority of his fans. His only real friend is dess. He's also a ukrainian immigrant, came to the us before the collapse of the soviet union. No desire to go back bc he had no attachments...

Meanwhile Esteban's deal is much more similar to canon... was once a big shot, the powers that be abandon him, he loses everything, now he's homeless, so it goes. He was once in a super bowl commercial with spuds mackenzie and is VERY proud of that fact, don't bring it up. At this point, h'ed been living in the streets of new york freakin city, too proud to go back home (el paso, texas, second generation mexican immigrant), getting by taking shady gigs and reselling garbage, scrap, old electronics, etc... One such gig being what brings him into hometown thus beginning our au. I've got some screencaps abt the gist of it all

(these are so funny bc some aspects of it get immediately retconned. also the reason I say he finds eugene familar is because they've technically "met" before multiple times in their lives just very informally. might go into that later idk)

(Here is where yashas images above the cut take place ^^)

(his door knocker is shaped like a dragon btw. very cool.)

(We wrote more of this encounter but frankly it's incomprehensible and this post is getting way too long just know that they're engaged in spamvil typical psychic warfare.) (it's like this.)

And thaaaat's basically it. Some details prone to change but overall this is how their first official meeting goes. Esteban comes by every day trying to sell shit but other things happen too like they go fishing, sit in a dusty abandoned car, smoke weed, eat cherries... .. ., lot's of fun stuff. Maybe I'll even make another post abt it if there's interest.

If you've read all of that have this in consolidation:

[skyland2703]

HEY I JUST FINISHED THE SHATTERED GRID ARC !!!!! YOU SAID YOU HAD FICS???

OH MY GOD CONGRATULATIONS IM OBSESSED WITH THIS ARC AGAJDJNAHSJKCNSJKSDNJSNSK

I’m gonna add my fics,

In the Cracks Between Dimensions

👆🏻this is a series set in that one scene where all the rangers met— right before Jason’s big speech?? Pick your favorite pairing and read :3 (I also take requests on this 👀)

Then I’ve got this entire Skull x Billy series (entirely @augment-techs ‘s fault—)

There’s this one: The Paper Kingdom a gen fic, which I’m KIIIIINDA super proud of hehhehe

AND THIS ONE. World of the Coinless again (if you cant tell I LOVE writing about thaaaat~)

Two sides of the same coin: Adam/Rocky/Aisha angst 👀 (World of the Coinless again)

I might’ve missed some of mine, but these are more than enough I think >.<

Rest, I direct you @augment-techs once more, who has like what. 100+ fics??? Of the comics????

AND I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN READING EM AHJDJSJJSJDJS

[ikemenomegas]

Not until then. And even though you understood it, for a long, long time it had still hurt. Because no one had ever stepped up to do the same for any of you

Screaminf and crying

There's this feeling of being abandoned by the system and being forever stuck in the cycle of getting killed for the sake of other people and never being able to have the certainty of having a painless death because you're not allowed to be selfish and this is all happening to a bunch of teenagers who haven't seen much of the world yet. That part hits me especially hard since I've had similar thoughts like that in the past and there's this nagging thought at the back of your mind going "what about me?" And it just fucks u up a bit.

I also love the myy oc and shoko pairing more than gojo x myy oc or geto x myy oc because the two of them were always like the ppl left behind by the two strongest sorcerers, if that makes sense at all. Shoko and myy oc can understand each other more and that scene of them in bed was just perfect because there was an equal amount of playful bantering and intimacy in the scene so i loved it

Thaaaat's them. And I absolutely get it, that's why I wrote it this way. There's something about watching other people get... saved I guess, either by others or by themselves, or even seeing bad things happen and going "why did no one save me" or "why am i not strong enough to save myself" or "am i not strong enough to do something that matters". It's not a nice feeling so we don't like to acknowledge it, but i don't think it's uncommon. I'm proud of and grateful to you anon for saying you relate, I'm sorry you have felt that way, but know you aren't alone in it.

just writing my reply to you, I realize that maybe of all the people in the group, Nanami might also understand (if he and myy oc were close enough to have this kind of heart to heart). It's a very particular kind of bitter adult feeling, it's only Nanami acknowledges the good he does in the world. myy oc broke in a way where they think it doesn't matter/nothing they do will ever be good enough ^^' (sorry for the sad)

For Shoko and myy oc I think it sucks in particular too because... Gojo and Getou were their friends, but didn't try to save them. Actually, they were abandoned too. Getou and myy oc share the non-sorcerer background, but Shoko and myy oc share the reality of being important parts of the power structure of jujutsu society without actually having as much power as that position should allow them.

You are so right though and I hope you'll love the road trip au where they just run away. Shoko is best wife, we stan Shoko on this blog. If Shoko has a character flaw, we're starting to see she's too internal, and kind of passive/accepting/avoidant. She very very seldom says what she means or actually wants to say. She should have asked myy oc to marry her first, they would have both been less heartbroken lol (there's a fic for that too btw 😉 the new season is making me itch to finish the shoko content in my drafts)

[graveyard-darlingg]

just a friend... they told me that i was sounding uninterested or mad in them when they were doing the same thing. they kept shutting me down and i just. i was being nice and apologizing and i even thanked them for criticizing the way i was talking

anyhow, i don't remember what its called, but ill definitely try to look it up! it was at our library a few years ago. okay, dont judge, but if im honest, i love artemis but i also have something against minorly against her. ummm i also dislike poseidon and zeus somewhat. those two are womanizers and i hate how poseidon abandoned poor medusa

ummm arghhh i keep forgetting what's next. i... puppets, right? i think so. well i do really like them, and dolls for the same reason! i absolutely adore dolls, and. kind of see myself as one, if that makes sense? i dont know T.T

IM ALSO SO HAPPY YOURE HAPPY TO SEE ME TOO!!

sunflowers are absolutely lovely! the squirrels and birds kept planting them because of our old bird feeder, which was fun. random sunflowers among our lovely front yard garden. oh! also i love weed flowers! like dandelions and such, they're so good for bees and i... love bees. plus they make our yard so so beautiful. and i reallllyyyy love nature so so much, i get very excited about it. i love animals and plants to death

and im not thaaaat talented, though id love to show you things ive made before!! and id love to play piano or specifically the cello,, or guitar maybe! do you do anything artistic? even just for fun! sometimes it's better like that, even

-🎭

i’m so sorry, sweetheart. would you like a hug? communication is hard, and i think you did really well with taking the criticism despite the way they kept shutting you down. im very very proud of you for keeping your cool and being calm about it. that must’ve been super tough, honey, i’m sorry.

yes, i’ve always fucking hated that side of zeus. i also hated what poseidon did to medusa. what do you have against artemis?

if you don’t mind me asking, why do you see yourself as a doll?

AAAAAAA SHAKES YOU. IM HAPPY THAT YOURE HAPPY THAT IM HAPPY TO SEE YOU TOO!!!

STOP THATS SO COOL!!! YOU HAVE A BIRD FEEDER?? i love that you’re so passionate about this. it’s very very refreshing to see!! i think “weed” flowers are very pretty too. i must say you have good taste, my dear. do you enjoy spending your time outdoors?

i think you’re incredibly talented!! and whatever you’d feel most comfortable sharing, i would love to see. i don’t even have to post it if you don’t want to. i can just comment it on a post with your tag if you’d like. also!!! piano is so cool!! and the cello!! you should totally go for it!!

as for myself, i write (and don’t clown me for this) fanfiction on a separate account. i also write poetry and im decent with acoustic guitar. im not very skilled with barred chords and switching frets fast enough— though, it has been over a year since ive played. i sing a little bit, but i don’t think im very good 💀 i have a very small range. i paint every so often too!

[trifoliate-undergrowth]

Oh boy RDR2 misadventures update, would you like to hear about how learning to craft improved arrows led me to discover there’s a limit to what you can store on your horse! Irrelevant I am going to tell this story

So I figured out how to craft improved arrows and have been terrorizing all types of local flying bird to get flight feathers (using my pistol more than I have for the whole game previous to this) and once I had a good few I wanted to try them out. I ended up by O’Creagh’s Run and saw two elk. I attempted to shoot an elk. Had some trouble with the aiming. Finally downed it and started to go to pick it up. Realized my mini map was showing not one but two carcasses. I had somehow killed two elk by accident and they were both perfect three star kills??? I skinned both.

I discovered. That you can only put one of the super big sized pelts on your horse at one time.

I look at the map. I’m like, I’m not thaaaat far from the trapper, and I hate to waste a perfect pelt when it’s the first time I’ve gotten one at all for this animal. I can leave one on my horse and carry one myself. Veeeery slowly. 

I do not like the idea of doing this it sounds tedious. So to put it off for a moment. i decide. To do some nice relaxing fishing.

[!] Achievement Get!

AND GUESS WHAT I CAUGHT.

THIS IS ALSO TOO BIG TO CARRY. Fish this huge need to be stowed on your horse and as we have just discovered there is (very reasonably) a limit to things you can put on your poor horse at once.

So I throw the largest fish I have ever caught back, still proud to have caught it at all, though the day of impossibly bountiful hunting is becoming a comedy at my expense at this point. And I start hiking.

I heard a lot of Arthur’s stamina drain puffing and panting and grunting noises on this hike. But I did make it.

And I got myself a cool new hat made from one of the elk pelts to commemorate the experience. Great! Let’s never do that again!

[autumnalwalker]

Pride Month Drabble Challenge: Day 28, Shield

Reblog of the challenge rules with links to my posts is here.

“Just chill out, will you!  She belongs here just as much as you or me!”

*******

“Oooohhhh goddesssss… I can’t believe I just did thaaaat.”

“I thought it was brave of you.”

“It could have backfired so badly.”

“But it didn’t.”

“But it could have.  She was wrong about you, but if she had clocked me -”

“Then she still would have been wrong.”

“Morally and ontologically maybe.  But legally…”

“Hey.  You stood up for me and for yourself.  That’s something to be proud of.”

“Am I shaking?  I feel like I’m shaking.”

“A little bit.  Don’t forget to breathe.”

“Right.  Right.  Calming breaths.”

“You know, it wasn’t that long ago that you were the one asking me to accompany you for fear of something like that happening.”

“It’s been close to two years, at least.”

“In the grand scheme of things, I’d call that fast progress.”

“Maybe.  Still can’t believe that between the two of us you were the one to have to deal with that nonsense.”

“Eh, it’s far from the first time.  It’s been a while though, especially since the last time someone was that insistent on being a dick about it.”

“Wonder what it was that set her off.”

“Who knows?  Bigots are gonna bigot.”

“That seems reductive.”

“Not feelin’ real charitable about it right now.  But enough of that.  In case I haven’t technically said it yet: Thanks.”

“Of course.  I know you would have done the same for me.”

“Damn straight.”

“Oh? I thought a lack of straightness was kind of the point here.”

[hunter-sylvester]

9, 12, 33 ❤

9. When did you realize you weren’t cishet? Oh god, late. Was too busy being in survival mode for many years to really put much thought to my identity. It has all started to fall into place more recently in ways that finally make sense.

12. Name some queer artists/bands or songs you like most: Judas Priest I guess? I don't know if I really have a favorite song by them but if I had to pick one probably Grinder I mean come on. I'm kinda terrible at caring about the personal lives of the musicians I listen to so maybe some are also queer and I don't even know! (I know Ghaal's gay but pretty sure he was only involved in early early Gorgoroth and idk I'm not thaaaat into early early Gorgoroth) Oh not metal but NOAHFINNCE is pretty good. And he's trans & bi. He's dope. I don't listen to pop punk a lot but when I do, I fw him.

33. What about your LGBT identity do you feel proud of/ want to recognize/celebrate? I'm at a place where I'm proud to be gay and happy to celebrate that. With being trans...it's a little harder. It's difficult to truly celebrate something that still mostly fucks my day up more than anything. I'll get there some day ^-^

tyty for the questions 🖤🤘 (And sorry for rambling a bit lmao)

[mariyekos]

For "questions I think would be fun to be asked", how about 17 and 24?

I see the theme with this one and I love it :)

17. name 3 things that make you happy

Decided to go with slightly complex/probably less common things for this one! 1. Jogging/running when I can go however fast I want for however far I want for however long I want 2. Listening to orchestral music 3. Knowing a lot about something and being able to explain it to someone who actually cares about what I have to say

24. what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?

This one's kind of hard because I feel like I should share something actually impressive for this one. I'll be honest, I struggle thinking of stuff I'm proud of myself for. Right now I'm in a slow period of my life. But...I'm going to put three here since they're not thaaaat current but they're things that have been on my mind lately and it's hard to pick just one. 1) Having written an honor's thesis in college that blew the minimum page requirement out of the water by 40 pages, just because I felt like I could and wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. 2) Got my pentalegend in FFXIV! It's not the biggest achievement life wise, but it took a lot of time and effort, including time spent outside of raid, so I'm proud of that too. 3) Uhhhh I had a third one and am blanking on it. Somehow. Oh! I just hit 200k words of fic for the year. In June. I'm proud of myself for sticking with my writing goals and writing almost every day. I'm also proud of myself for trying to balance out writing days and researching days, and accepting that there's more to writing than just wordcount. I've been trying to refine my craft some and I've gotten to a point I'm enjoying a lot of my work now which makes me happy, because I've struggled for the past year or two with actually liking most of what I write quality wise.

Thank you so much for the ask! This was fun. I also really appreciate the theme, I'm sitting here on the verge of happy tears because it's really sweet for someone to pick out a theme like this, hehe.

If anyone else would like to participate, you can find the ask meme/game here! Ask away, this is a lot of fun (as I said before and will say again!).

[kazzmcsass]

Back in 2020 I wrote a 41k word novella and it was called Journalism with the Boys and years later it's not actually thaaaat good but I'm still proud I did it!! Anyway, I uploaded some chapters to DA but it didn't get much attention back in the day but I've still been thinking about it and rolling it around in my head. The ideas I have now are a lot different than how it was back then. I think about it all the time and finally, years later, I actually finished fully finished and nice look reference art for them hahah.

Big ol' info dump under the cut

Journalism with the Boys centers around a group of four guys trying to get an old newspaper off the ground and learning to get along with each other along the way. Courtney's grandma is on her deathbed and wanted to see her father's old newspaper be successful, driving him toward getting several issues out and enough subscribers to make his grandma proud. Hugo, a close friend of Courtney, agrees to join as he already had interest in journalism as a small internet personality. They both need the help of Grandma's assistant, Dakotah, to keep things in order. Then, when Grandma starts needing more of Courtney's attention, Jack is hired to keep things running smoothly. The four don't always get along at first but through trials and tribulations they manage to become a close nit group of friends.

Jack was abandoned at a fire station when he was only a few days old. He went through several homes and had major behavioral issues which deemed him as being "too much". Jack settled in one home with a single mother for several years. He was able to follow her rules and go to church enough to satisfy her until he was 18, where their relationship became strained and he left. He was diagnosed with a mood disorder and was able to receive enough government assistance to help him stay afloat.  Though now that he works at a dead-end gas station clerk job he's itching to achieve greater with his life.

Dakotah was the result of a one night stand. His mother was a very popular stage actor but after her pregnancy she became chronically ill and unable to continue her work. He attended as many extracurricular activities as possible as to avoid going home, which resulted in him becoming rather handy. As soon as he was able to, Dakotah moved out, though it resulted in him living in his car for some time before the owner of the consignment shop he worked at found out and offered for him to work for her as a personal assistant. He now helps her do errands, cleans the house, maintains her property, works for the consignment shop, and helps liaise for Courtney's newspaper project. Dakotah rarely finds himself with personal time, but he must keep pushing forward if he wants to be independent and successful, unlike his mother.

Courtney grew up in a troubled home. His parents often fought, especially after his father had an affair which resulted in a child. When Courtney was only 15 he got his girlfriend pregnant, which finally got the attention of his grandma. Grandma took Courtney under her wing and helped him prepare for fatherhood, though it never followed through, as his girlfriend died during childbirth and it was deemed best their daughter be given up for adoption. Courtney got his act together quickly in Grandma's home and strived for greater things. Now he works part time in a diner alongside perusing his masters in the STEM field all while taking care of his Grandma's declining health. Hugo lived in a small country town on a farm for most of his life. However, that didn't keep him out of trouble. He fell in with a group of delinquents in his town and caused a lot of trouble for the community. It got so bad at one point that the judge gave him one last chance to get his act together before he was given jail time. Hugo faced the biggest grounding of his life where he discovered a love for books, video games, and the Internet. When it came time for college he wanted to go to a university across the state, which his parents encouraged in hopes it would help him make new friends and stay out of trouble. It did, as he soon met Courtney and excelled in his college classes. Hugo would love to go home and visit his family again to show them how much he's grown, but fears his reputation is too damaged to recover now.

[highpriestess-stuff]

Self Love

I am so proud of myself for over coming all the bullshit that i truly have to deal with i am one strong ass biiaatch & i know we all go thru shit but damn have i had a tough ride Kudos to me i used to be so confidant i never had to any of this nonsense but i know i will come out of this stronger and i swear to god ill never look back at the people who put my in this position.

i am beautiful i am confidant i am blessed i love my life i am healthy i am immensely creative everyone wants to be me.. for some odd reason whether it be high school whether it be work place or friends or family memeber like damn everyone wasnt a piece of what i got lol guess i should be happy about that.. i am independent i have beautiful skin i have a flawless body i have a sexy fuckin body i always look amazing as fuck i always smell amazing i can have anything i desire like who wouldnt wanna be me duhhhh .. take my fuckin mom while ur at it LOOOL lets see u bitches over come that storm oh & then a narcissistic step dad who made everything alllllll thaaaat the mental emotional & physical abuse. Yeah good fuckin luck. i Love my body I am a survivor I am a genius i am so loving i am compassionate i am nurturing My hair always turns out exactly how i want it i am confidant .. did i say that already?? lol My hands and feet are always perfectly manicured i have a unique sense of style the fits my petite body i eat healthy foods that always make me feel good i can eat anything i desire i can create the life that fulfills my highest self i can love myself whilst loving others i am a healer

[adorerdraco]

Whole Lot of Red ✧ Draco x Reader

Summary: Sneaky meet ups with Draco where nobody knows the two of you have a thing for the other until the day he sees someone flirting with you and lets his jealousy get the best of him. AU where its around seventh year and Voldermort never existed so Draco never got traumatized !

Warnings: light smut/hinted smut, jealous/possessive-ish Draco, a little more mature themes 

Words: 1.8K

A/N: aging him UP for this one ! and making draco a tad rude bc the way i picture it is just WOW also i like to try to change up the way i write him sometimes :) also couldn’t find this gif anywhere so if it looks low quality its bc i made it >:( i want so badly for him to walk up to me like thaaaat anyways I HOPE THIS IS GOOD

It was a funny thing, feelings, and the way they blossomed in places they had no business being in. Those very specific stomach churning butterflies and skipped heartbeats were unmistakably there every time you found yourself in the Slytherin Prince’s presence. It was a shame really, you had never even given him the time of day prior to the time you were forced to work on a Charms project together but now here you were; completely and undeniably entranced by him. 

Your group of y/h friends and you were gathered in the foyer outside the Great Hall, the doors wide open and welcoming students for the lunch that was going to be served in just a few minutes. Your friends were lost in conversation and you couldn’t be happier as your focus darted around the room hoping to spot the platinum mop of hair.

Out of sheer coincidence, a boisterous group of Slytherins had entered the foyer from the direction of the dungeons, all talking loudly and jokingly pushing each other as they came into view. Your eyes landed on the laughing blond in the middle, his toothy grin almost twinkling under the sunlight that streamed in through the large medieval windows. His gaze wandered around the room for a moment before stopping on you, the smile on his face morphing into a smug knowing smirk. 

A shivering weakness shot up your legs, your heart doing somersaults in your stomach as you recalled the previous night. It involved you sneaking out of the common room to meet Draco in a dark and hidden corner of the castle in the dead hours of night, his Prefect duties long finished and a looming fear of getting caught by Filch. It was you being backed into said corner, his body flush against your quivering one, a strong hand clamped tightly over your mouth to muffle the whimpers that unwillingly left your mouth as his lips left trails of wet kisses along the exposed skin of your neck and chest. It was his knee in between your legs, pushing you harder against the wall as your hands got tangled in his hair while he held your face in place by your jaw, whispering compliments and desires into your ear with kisses to it in between, smiling coyly to himself when he heard the small gasps of pleasure coming from you.

All this was because of a simple charms project, the two of you forced to spend a couple weeks together where it was constant bickering and malicious teasing until the tension between the two of you had gotten so overwhelmingly strong it was suffocating. It had gotten so unbearable that one day, Draco finally had enough as you were reading something out of your textbook for him, suddenly knocking it out of your hands and scooting closer to you on the shared bench, his minty breath hot against your face and darkening gray eyes flickering from your lips to your widened e/c’s as he whispered a breathless, “can I kiss you?” 

Post study make out sessions quickly turned into sneaking away from friends throughout the day which finally led into slipping out of common rooms to meet at night. No one ever noticed nor caught on to the two of you, the both of you keeping it a secret so you wouldn’t have to deal with people’s undesired two cents. 

As much as you enjoyed the hands on affection, you found yourself liking the intimacy afterwards even more. You looked forward to sitting down somewhere with him, his arms wrapped warmly around your body as you asked about each other’s day that branched out into talking about anything and everything. You would skip back to your room afterwards, smiling from ear to ear with your head in the clouds until one day it dawned on you; you were in a sticky situation of constantly wondering “what are we?”

You never dared to ask him though, terrified of his answer and that he would leave you in the dust for even bringing it up. In all your years at Hogwarts, you’ve never seen Draco with a girlfriend, he was the most well-known boy at school, an arrogant and proud Slytherin, a skilled quidditch seeker, and an irresistible flirt. But never having the title of ‘the boyfriend’, despite the countless girls that hung off his arms nearly begging for his attention.

“Y/N,” your friend broke you out of your thoughts, a sly smile on her face as she elbowed your side. “Your little friend is headed this way.”

You looked at her in confusion, turning your attention towards the tall Gryffindor, Trevor, that was walking towards your small group, a bright smile on his face as his eyes stayed trained on you. Your friends giggled teasingly, already knowing what his presence would ensue. He was nice, but annoying as he relentlessly flirted with you every time you had your Transfigurations class with him. You just chose to ignore him even though he always ended up sitting next to you or around you no matter how many times you moved. He was someone who you complained restlessly about to your group which caused them to laugh and poke fun every time he would come up to you around them.

“Y/L/N!” He said happily, attempting to give you a hug as he came up to you which you only begrudgingly returned with a lazy side hug. He took your hand, leading you a few feet away from your group so he could talk to you privately. “I was wondering if you wanted to meet up at the library after lunch to study for our test later this week?”

“Oh,” you trailed off, trying to come up with an excuse but in the midst of your thoughts you remembered you had already made plans with Draco. Speaking of, you had forgotten he was only across the room, unbeknownst to you that he was staring hard at you and your classmate. “I’m busy today.”

“How about after tomorrow?” He asked again hopefully. “We can even go to Hogsmeade after, butterbeers on me!”

You frowned slightly, knowing that this was not a friendly collegiate conversation, but another ploy to try and get you to go out with him. His attempts were increasing week by week and you denied him every single time yet he never got the hint.

“Still busy,” you smiled at him, hoping that if you were to appear nice, it would soften the continuous blow of rejection.

“I’m not going to stop asking until you say yes,” he sighs, hands slipping into the pockets of his robe as he longingly looked down at you. “You might as well give in.”

His hand came up towards your hair, a skinny finger brushing through a strand of your hair as he pulled a small fluff of lint from your robes before flicking it into the air. You stood frozen in place, the gesture being painstakingly too much for your comfort and borderline creepy coming from him.

Draco felt himself shake with anger, the sight of you smiling at the Gryffindor and that he was running his fingers through your hair made his blood boil. Greeting the git with a hug. You being led away from your friends by your hand. He hated the sight. The thought of any man other than him being so close to you made him feel sick to his stomach, a rage sparking from deep within him he never even knew existed. He watched as you looked up at the boy above you, a weird expression on your face that instantly let him know you were uncomfortable.

That was it for him. He was seeing red as he threw his schoolbooks into Crabbe’s hands, pushing aggressively past a pair of boys that were in his way as he power walked towards you and your classmate.

“Didn’t you ever learn to keep your hands to yourself?” Draco called out condescendingly in his haughty accent, his scowl deepening as he approached. Trevor’s head snapped towards Draco, a frown etching itself onto his face.

“Sod off, Malfoy,” Trevor sneered. “Go find someone else to bother.”

“Take your own advice, filth,” Draco shot back.

“Filth? You’re one to talk,” the Gryffindor chortled. By now, everyone within a few feet of the debacle was watching, entertained at the argument that was beginning to unfold, your friends and Draco’s goons staring oddly at the encounter. You only stood there, looking between both boys towering over you in a daze that left you paralyzed in your spot. You were so close to telling off Trevor before Draco came, feeling grateful at your delayed reaction now that he was there defending you.

“I’m not going to ask you again,” Draco threatened, stepping in between you and Trevor as he spoke. “Leave Y/N alone, or I swear you’ll regret it.”

“Why? You think she’d pick you over me?” He snickered. “We’ll see who’s the one feeling regretful when you find her making that decision.”

By now, Trevor had stepped up to the spiteful Slytherin, getting in his face with a patronizing smile. Draco’s face twisted up in anger as his temper got worse, shoving his competition back with the side of his forearm, feeling satisfied when Trevor stumbled back.

“Funny,” he laughed darkly, “I seem to remember her already making that decision every single day while we’re snogging.”

Multiple gasps can be heard throughout the foyer, including your own as you gaped up at the blond, his eyes staying focused on Trevor as he looked taken aback.

“You trying to say she’s your girlfriend?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

Your legs nearly gave out below you at his response. This was everything you had been hoping for recently, except not like this. But that still didn’t stop you from feeling giddy, however, the bliss of his revelation filling your entire body with glee. The ‘what are we?’ question being ripped from your mind with relief.

“Is that true?” Trevor asks you, a devastated look glazing over his eyes as you slowly nodded. He gives Draco one more pointed look, bumping shoulders with him before he stalked off into the Great Hall in a rush, everyone scattering around to go inside as well now that the show was over.

Draco turned to peer down at you, fury draining from his body as he admired you. He cupped your cheek, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the opposite side of your face before whispering hotly into your ear.

“If he tries anything with you again, let me know and I swear I’ll deal with him,” he pulls back from you, smiling at you innocently. “I’ll see you later, darling.”

And with that, he sends you a wink, turning around to saunter over to his eager minions while your friends immediately rush towards you with a million questions that you would inevitably have to answer. This was not at all how you expected the day to turn out, not in the slightest.

[quite-likely-valentine]

I now present this: Imagine if you could tell the companions you love them once you have maxed their affinity.

I don't just mean companions you've romanced, I mean for ALL companions, platonic or otherwise. Just put it in the Talk menu, but you can only use it every so often for consistency sake.

But literally, please, imagine everyone's reactions. It would be so wholesome and sometimes funny because you KNOW a lot of them would be flustered to death.

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Nick:

If a second gen synth could blush, he would. Instead, he beams at you after a moment of surprise passes. You see the leather-like skin around his eyes crinkle up as he chuckles and touches your arm with his good hand. "You're a good kid, and a hell of a friend. I..." he trails off but smiles again, meeting your eyes, "Feeling's mutual, partner."

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Codsworth:

General Atomics didn't install tear-ducts on their Mister Handy model, but if they had, Codsworth would be a blubbering, sobbing mess. He still gets extremely choked up. "Oh, Sir/Mum, you have no idea how much it means to hear you say that! I always saw you, the misses/the hubby, and young Shaun as my family, and I... I know I'm just a robot butler made to serve, but I really do think that I feel the same for you..!"

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Deacon:

Deacon is NOT good at emotions, so when you say those three loaded words to him, you can practically see his mind do a Windows reboot. He gets VERY flustered. "Oh, I uh—well, I mean, of course you do! Who wouldn't love this face? I mean, I had it especially made for that reason! Uh..." He scratches his head and looks away awkwardly. "...you're pretty great yourself, [insert Railroad codename]. Your sentiment is shared!" Fingerguns.

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Strong:

I could make a "Strong Disliked That" joke, but I won't, even though he probably would. He's more confused than anything! "Human what? Strong don't understand. You good leader! Make Strong proud."

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X6-88:

He... has absolutely no idea how to respond. So he sort of acts like he misheard you, but he definitely heard and even if he doesn't want to admit it, something about that makes his chest feel warm. "You are a respectable leader, Sir/Ma'am. There is no one I would rather defend. It pleases me that you welcome my company."

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Dogmeat:

Dogmeat doesn't really understand you, but he seems to get the idea! You get a happy bark from him as he attempts to jump up and lick your face. He clearly feels the same!

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Hancock:

If he's romanced, you'll get a happy smile from him as he wraps an arm around your shoulders. "Don't I know it... I love you too, Sunshine."

If just platonic, however, he'll be taken aback for a moment. Such blunt affection among friends is far too uncommon in the Commonwealth. However, his expression soon shifts to a crooked grin, but it has a softness to it that reveals how genuine it truly is. "I wouldn't expect any less, but it sure as hell does feel good to hear you say it, pal. Feeling's mutual."

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Piper:

If romanced, Piper will give you a sly smile and interlace her fingers with your own. "How could you not?" She says cheekily, but plants a kiss on your lips and says back, "I love you, too, Blue."

If platonic, on the other hand, she'll be surprised and flustered, but not displeased by any means. She'll stutter for a second, then manage to choke out, "Thaaaat's very straight forward of you, Blue. I... can't say I don't appreciate that, though." She smiles, genuinely. "Love ya too, Blue."

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MacCready:

When romanced, this boy's smile could light up the commonwealth. He just hugs you. "I love you, too. So much."

If platonic, he's a bit less physically affectionate, but you can see that he clearly feels the same. He goes from mildly surprised, to a somewhat unsure smile as he takes his hat off and scratches the back of his head. "So soft," he chuckles, almost quietly. "You're soft, Boss," he repeats in a normal voice and looks up at you, "But I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I care about you just the same, my friend."

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Cait:

Even if she's romanced, you can tell those words have a heavy impact on her. Still, she grins at you over the sincerity in her eyes. "Course ya do, silly!" She kisses you. "I love you too, Darlin'. I mean it."

If platonic, she's a bit more bashful, but she hides it well by chuckling as soon as the surprise wears off and crossing her arms. "Well of course ya do!" She grins. "Such a softie, aren'tcha? I feel the exact same, though, that's for sure. I'm glad'ta have ya as my friend!"

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Danse:

No matter how much you've tried to convince Danse that you care for him, those words seem to hit him as if it's the first time he's ever heard them. When romanced, he just looks at you so fondly, so softly. He pulls you into an embrace. "I love you, too," is all he can manage, but you can tell that he means it.

When platonic, he's a bit less choked up, but you can still see the impact. He clears his throat, looks away and scratches the back of his head. "I still don't know why you choose to trust me after... you know. But..." He looks back at you and smiles softly. "...but I appreciate your trust, and I care for you, too. A lot."

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Curie:

When romanced, Curie immediately wraps her arms around you with such joy. She says, "You have taught me what love is, and I feel it so strongly for you, as well. Thank you, my love!"

When platonic, she looks incredibly touched as well, and holds her hands over her heart. "You have been such a good friend, and you have allowed me to experience many wonderful things. It makes my chest feel so warm to know you value my company, Monsieur/Madame. I value your company greatly, as well!"

[forevermore-quoth-the-kitten]

Jason: WHAATTT? After everything you put me through, you expect me to help you?! Just like that?! JUUUST LIIIKKE THAAAAT?!

Damian: *tt*

Jason: Ok

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Dick, comforting Tim: Ohana means family, and family means-

Tim, being comforted: -no one gets left behind or forgotten.

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Damian, to Talia and Ra's: This is my family. I found it all on my own. It is little, and broken, but good. *looks at at the proud batfam behind him* yeah, still good.

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Jason: don't leave me, ok?

Bruce: Ok

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Jason to Tim: no more caffeine for you

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Dick: We're brothers, that's our job.

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Little Baby Jason: Don't worry. She likes your butt and fancy hair. I know. I read her diary.

Dick: she thinks my hair is fancy?

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Dick: *nudges Damian*

Damian: . . . I'm sorry I bit you . . . And punched you in the face.

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Tim: My friends need to be punished.

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Bruce, about any of his sons at any given time: I'm the only one who understands him!

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Tim: You know, you wreck everything you touch. Why not try and make something for a change?

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Tim: I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away.

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Duke: Let me illuminate to you the precarious situation in which you have found yourself.