#oh and also! time doesn't go back. a week had passed since you died

[the-original-skipps]

|| A Heart Left Behind. || Wind Breaker Reactions ||

*smacks lips* it was getting a little too fluffy around here lol

please read PART 1 first before this one!

CW: angst. mentions of violence, injury, blood, suicide, hallucinations. character death.

: Sakura Haruka. Suo Hayato. Nirei Akihito. Umemiya Hajime. Kaji Ren. Endo Yamato.

"We are sorry to inform you, but the patient has unfortunately passed away."

❥ Sakura could feel his entire world crumbling, with each fragment a piece of you. The voices of the doctor, the people around him fading away like distant noise. His vision blurs, confused; Sakura reaches to lightly brush over his surprisingly wet cheek. Oh, they're tears. The doctor could only look at the poor boy sympathetically, before being jerked forward in surprise. As tears flow endlessly, Sakura grabs a fist full of the doctor's pristine white coat. He shouts in confusion and anger - unbelieving of the words just uttered. You couldn't possibly be gone. You promised that you'd take him to the aquarium next week, you promised him you'd let him taste the cookies you tried to bake. Despite all the promises made you’re gone now; forever out of his reach and it was all his fault. With realization, regrets start bubbling within him as his arms fall limply to his side. Thinking about all the times he could have spent with you. He should have hugged you more, told you that you were truly beautiful and kissed you each time like it was going to be the last. It should have been him. Just as you’ve given him a reason to live, now you’ve gone and taken it with you.

“T-Tell me, how am I supposed to live w-without you...?”

❥ Suo remembers the vivid moment, when the doctor told him the news that changed everything. He remembers smiling and thanking the doctor for trying their best, even though his heart felt like it had just been ripped out and his mind sank into darkness. He also remembers when he stood amongst a sea of blood and bodies as the darkness fully consumed him. Sakura and Nirei look onwards with shock and despair, powerless in trying to stop him. The ones who've hurt you in a state of near death but why didn't he feel satisfied? Only when Nirei screamed that you'd never be happy seeing him like this, does the realization hit. When you've left, you've left a hole in his chest where his heart was supposed to be that could never be filled again. Now, he stands in front of your grave - a bouquet of flowers he arranged personally for you. A bouquet of purple lilies, anemones and white chrysanthemums which symbolizes grief and eternal love. He promises for as long as he still lives, he'll atone for the fact he couldn't save you. When he sees you again, does he still deserve to be hugged like you used to?

"Until we meet again, my love."

❥ Nirei doesn't remember the last time he left his room. A room filled with mountains of rubbish, discarded ramen cups, empty water bottles and other miscellaneous trash and he sits in the middle of it. His precious notebook is forgotten beneath everything. Ever since you died, Nirei couldn't find the passion nor the will to live. Suo, Sakura and all his classmates tried their best to pull him back up but it was all worthless. If it isn't your hand that pulls him back up. Your memory haunts him in this empty room, with each one bringing him to tears - his chest unbearably tight. He rocks himself from side to side as tears flood his eyes, clutching his head in his hands whispering assurances to himself. The weight of your death prevented him from rising, after all it was his fault it happened. Sometimes he swears he could hear you in this very room, belittling him and spitting insults. Most of all blaming him for the reason behind your death. It's unbearable, when will it stop? A thought flashes in his mind that has him briefly smiling. Maybe there is a solution to forever escape from the pain.

"I-If I die, will you forgive me...?"

❥ Umemiya smiles as he looks down at his work. A patch of broccolis growing big and green, he reaches over and lightly touches them. Imagine the look of excitement you'd have at seeing your favorite vegetables. Until a grim thought crosses his mind that sets a frown on his face. You’ve passed away. The memory has his fists clenched and eyes burning in trying to hold back tears that threaten to spill. Only when he hears Hiragi clear his throat from behind him, does Umemiya snap out of his thoughts. Pulling himself together, he brightly smiles at his trusted friend - thanking him for coming but what he says next has Hiragi in utter shock. With his eyes fixed on your favorite vegetables and a sad smile on his face. Umemiya states that he will no longer hold the position of Bofurin's leader and the position will be passed onto Hiragi instead. Shocked and enraged Hiragi pulls Umemiya forward with a fist full of his white shirt, demanding he take back his words but the longer Hiragi stares at his friend he realizes. That the once bright eyes no longer shined, only reflecting emptiness back to him.

"I couldn't protect (Y/N), I can longer be trusted to protect everyone."

❥ Kaji stands, leaning casually against a chain fence with his usual headphones to his ears, a song playing - a blank stare on his face. Enomoto comes running panting with Kusumi following close behind. Enomoto's eyes widen in shock at the scene in front of him. His class leader sitting, his fists bloodied - a spread of unconscious bodies surrounding him. Kaji doesn't even look at his friends, ignoring them as he properly stands - brushing past them to walk away until Enomoto stops him with a hand to his shoulder. As the hand touches Kaji's shoulder, a switch happens - he angrily swats his friend's hand away. Enomoto and Kusumi stood in shock, the look on Kaji's face was the same face he used to have years ago. His usual blue eyes swirling with sadness and rage. A deep emptiness infixed within him. Ever since you died, he no longer knew he was or who to be anymore. Your guiding hand no longer extended towards him. Enomoto tries talk some sense into his friend that what he was doing was wrong but Kaji answers back with only shouts colored in anger. The sudden movement knocks Kaji's headphones from his head. A familiar song played from the device, Enomoto and Kasumi knew it well. It was your favorite song.

"Don't you get it?! T-This is the only way I can feel something!"

❥ Endo stares up into the bright full moon, as he sits on a swing. The deserted playground he's at is quiet, with only the whispers of the wind. He looks to a swing beside him. He can see the ghost of your figure sitting on it, asking him if he could push you. At the vision, a smile creeps upon Endo's face - you look so happy and beautiful calling out to him. Unconsciously, he reaches a hand out towards you, only to brush against nothing. The image of you disappearing like sand to the wind. It often happens, a memory of you attached to everything around him - that's how much he sees you even when you’re gone. He believes that he sees you but only to meet with disappointment and a blank space where you used to be. On nights where he's left to his own thoughts, the image of you becomes clearer as if you were really there. He swears you spoke to him with your usual sweet voice and he happily replied back. He doesn't want to accept that you're gone, his entire being rejecting the notion but deep down inside he knows that you’re truly gone from this world. Even if he knows that they're only illusions created by his own mind, it's the only way he won't succumb to the loneliness of your absence. Maybe one day, when he reaches out to you he’ll actually get to touch your soft skin again. Until then he’ll keep reaching out to you.

"When will you come to see me again, (Y/N)?"

[imahinatjon]

How it feels to be ignored PT1

Dazai & Chuuya ⛈️

In which they ignore you and it reveals some problems with your relationship

Part 2

Dazai

Its been over 24 hours now and he hasn't texted you back. You know he's okay because he's been online and he's seen your message - that and you asked Yosano to make sure he hadn't successfully died or something.

But nope, he's fine.

You don't think he did it on purpose, probably just quickly checked your message made a mental note to check it later, which he subsequently forgot about. Still, it hurts.

It also has you thinking. You've been in a relationship with this man since he was in the Mafia. You never were part of the Mafia, just someone he met during his time there, and someone he got into a relationship with.

Even when he ran away from the Mafia he kept things going with you, and even now he's part of the armed detective agency, he's still going with you, and you love him more than ever now. But it just doesn't feel the same.

You don't want to hog all his attention, but it somehow feels that he gives you even less attention now than he used too. He forgets about you often, doesn't reply to your messages, forgets that he agreed to come over, forgets when he's arranged to meet you.

You always message Yosano to ask if he's still there or if she knows where he is 30 minutes after the arranged time for your dates, and come to learn that he's perfectly fine, just caught up doing other things.

You just feel... left behind. Like your part of his past that he's slowly letting go of as he gets on with his new life. Just another thing for him to leave and forget about.

You even briefly wonder if there's someone else, but you trust him enough to not be like that.

It does little to provide you any relief though.

You can't take it anymore.

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It's been 2 weeks since he last saw you, your last date having been a quick walk through the park - which was nice, but... it didn't change your mind.

You decided not to arrange any plans with him after that, and wait for him to arrange with you. But he didn't. And so now? You head into the ADA office, ready to break up with him. Preferably not infront of all his coworkers, you will of course ask to talk in private.

Alas, he isn't there. Ranpo and Yosano are present in the office, talking by the formers desk, they catch sight of you by the door, both giving you a sympathetic look. Yosano knows what your here too do, and ranpo being - well, ranpo, you assume he knows too.

"He's out at the moment. You just missed him" yosano tells you.

"Oh..."

"You could... write a letter and leave it here? We'll make sure to give it to him"

"I... okay"

You reluctantly agree and yosano gives you everything you need to begin, even Pulling out a chair so you can sit at one of the current vacant desks to write.

And with the detective and doctor looking over your shoulder, you begin your letter.

"Dazai..."

Chuuya

Chuuya didn't usually ignore you, so when he did, you didn't worry too much. At least until it had passed 1 day mark, then you worried a little - you knew the nature of what he did, but also knew he could handle himself.

Still, it concerned you a little when you sent him a message on a day you knew he had no work and he still hadn't replied to you a day and a half later.

Now, you weren't an idiot, and knew what this was probably about - his work. He'd voiced his concerns before, at the start of your relationship, and again during - he's worried about your safety. It's why he rarely ignored your messages and even checked in with you often, he cares, a lot. That just happens to mean he also worries a lot too.

And he does this sometimes. Just stops replying to your messages, hoping you'll drift away and leave him - find someone new and much less dangerous. In the end he usually came back, apologising and telling you about how worried he was feeling and what his intentions were. And fine, sure... but, it had been upsetting you over and over for a while so whatever his reason was rendered pointless now - hell, shouldn't have even been a reason in the first place, it was a shitty thing to do. You know it, he knows it, even the clerk in the coffee shop you frequent knows it - she's been telling you to just do it and break up with him for ages "since that's what he so desperately wants"

She did clarify to you that she didn't mean that sincerely since he's proven time and time again that he doesn't want to break up with you, but she also said that you can't keep doing it. Can't be trapped in an endless cycle that was clearly impacting you more than you initially realised.

You listened to her, because of course you did, there was sense in what she was saying. He cared about you and you cared about him, but you needed to take care of yourself first and foremost - and staying around waiting for him to realise himself was not doing you any favors. It was an emotional rollercoaster.

And enough was enough.

So when he came back, it was the final time. On your doorstep in the rain, you told him it was over - just like he wanted.

You knew it was a lie, you knew that wasn't what he (or you) wanted, but you believed if to be for the best. You couldn't carry on.

And he accepted that. Played as though that's what he'd been waiting for this whole time. Bid you farewell and wished you luck in the future, before walking away, soaked in the rain.

Even if it made you feel a little bad, you didn't go chasing after him.

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My own boyfriend keeps forgetting to reply to me 🥲

I wrote this to feel better lol. Will check it at a later date for any errors and such.

[purplelea]

HELLO i'm not sleeping so I might as well ramble about this.

When a player die, they die. That's as simple as that. Reality keeps going as usual, they get memorials (as we see for Beat and Rhyme) and they even have the time to make funerals (see Eri saying she's visiting Shiki daily and bringing her flowers in the anime), so that means that the Players died, and then there was some time between the day of their death and the start of the Reaper's Game. I also believe that there is a selection between the people who can play the Game again, not in a "you've already played before so you can't" way—that was Kitaniji playing with rules again, just like when he said "only one can come back to life" I believe it's not true either—but more in a "who's worthy to come back to life/who has the highest Imagination and potential and would be the most useful to the city if they won.

To come back to the initial question: what happens when a Player wins the Game and comes back to life? It's explained in the secret reports. The Composer takes data from an alternative universe where the Player in question never died, and then puts that data into the "main" universe, which recreates memories of everyone who is 'ot aware of the existence of the Game. So no one except the Player and other ex-players remembers about the Player dying in the first place (which is indeed Something to bear for the Player).

Now for the memory thing—you talked about it on your third point. It's a similar thing that happened with Shinjuku, Neku and the Twisters. For Shinjuku, everyone who wasn't aware of the UG's existence forgot. Which explains why Beat understands when Uzuki mentions it, while Rindo, Fret and Nagi don't (since they weren't aware of the UG's existence at that time). For Neku, it's a little different: it's said in the Social Network that only his Partners remember him, but clearly any Reaper do remember him as well since Kariya was building him as a legend already. The Game also tends to make us think through the dialogue that Rhyme does remember Neku as well, even though the definition given in the social network does not include her. And for the Twisters, that's indeed a thing concerning how they came to the UG without dying! Uzuki says it as soona s she learns that they're alive. If one comes to the UG without dying, then it's as if they never existed in the first place, which means that Rindo, Fret, Nagi and Beat's existences were erased for the time that the Reaper's Game took place (Rhyme and Shiki only remembered Beat thanks to their statuts as ex-Players, again). Which if you think about it makes Rindo's choice at the end of neo a lot deeper, because not only his friends were dead dead, but their entire existences had been erased as well! Which means no tombstone to go to, no one to share your grief with, nothing. (Yep, twewy is a little fucked up game about friendship)

Anyway please ask if you've got more questions, I've got nothing else to do lmao

How does death work in the TWEWY universe, from the perspective of the living?

Thinking logically, I might believe that the Players are merely in a coma, stubbornly refusing to die until they either get erased or win.

But it's also so amusing to have the idea of a Player winning the game and crawling out of their own grave because they were, in fact, Actually Deceased.

REAL this is bonkers to me

•the coma idea is neat but i doubt there’s any doubt in the minds of living people that these guys are dead. we know eri referred to shiki as having died.

•i believe it was established in the reports in the first game that by the composer’s power they are reformed with a new body (iirc). which begs the question of what happens to their old body that’s been buried or cremated or w/e. wouldn’t that be wild if it just remained so when the person died again now they had two bodies in the same grave or w/e lol*

•i think it was implied in neo at some point that once someone comes back to life the living sort of just. forget??? that the person ever died??? which is insane. like their memories of reality are overwritten by the lie that the composer feeds them. only the reborn person knows the truth which. ouch. that has to be a horrible burden to carry. but it makes sense

•but i also think. if i remember correctly shoka has a line (i think she was talking to beat?) that’s like ‘geez how does she even remember you’ when he’s talking about how he’s communicating with rhyme. which. girl what do you MEAN. is she implying that the living forget the dead ever existed at all even if the dead have not been erased yet??? that can’t be right. we know eri remembered shiki. or is it specifically because of the weird thing that happened to the people who got pulled into the game without dying. where like their entire presence online got erased (why exactly did that happen? idk)

•i think they say something about how rhyme and shiki, as former ug residents, can see beat, rindo, fret, and nagi even across ground lines because those guys are not truly dead. ordinary rg residents can’t see them at all and no rg residents can see neku and shoka are truly dead. idk. but still i would like to know what the situation was like for, say, nagi. someone alive in the ug. did the people who knew her temporarily forget her. dude

*another set of questions has been raised. sorry <3

•first question: do all of the recent dead in an area automatically join the game? most are probably erased, and probably immediately. twewy week one has dialogue that implies the size of that week’s game was a mere 12 people. idk what average number of people in a given population die per week in real life so idk what conclusion to draw there. but probably more than 12 in all of shibuya lol.

•anyway, if it’s not everyone, if where do the other dead go??? instant erasure?? i think it might be that as a test to see who’s worthy of rebirth, only certain people even get a ticket into said test. like the reapers use their prejudice to determine if you’re even worth inviting. or if that’s not the case, the people who get in could simply be the people who WANT to live again. a lot of people probably just accept oblivion. the reason we only see plucky young kids (or like. nerds and influencers in neo lol) is because they still had entire lives ahead of them and were not at all prepared for death. so the reapers might’ve just like read their souls and determined their desire. of course we see like the twewy main 5 all being like ahhhh idk if i have anything to come back to am i even worth it… but that’s just them lamenting the state of their lives. that’s not the same as openly welcoming death.

•second question: could you die and play the reaper’s game multiple times? cheating death infinitely because you’re just that good at solving puzzles beating noise? imagine a player on their fifth life and death the reapers are like ‘c’mon man just join us already it’s the only path to angelhood aka the ideal highest state of being. every game is a gamble and you’re only getting older and less capable. don’t you want to chill out and live in peace?’ and the player’s like ‘no shut up i don’t want your crummy job. i still have so many books to read and my cats need me. i’ll see you in like a month when i inevitably fall down the stairs again’

tldr: ‘oh simple ask i’ll respond right away with just a few words and a normal amount of thoughts about the twewyverse’

[t4tadrienette]

Goku definitely wanted to train Gohan for fun, just like Grandpa Gohan did with him, but then he wanted to respect Chichi's desire of him not becoming a fighter. He also spent 4 years of Gohan's life together and living peacefully.

But then he died, and when he came back, he found that Gohan was turned into a fighter by Piccolo, fair, I guess. He didn't see him fight, tho, he doesn't know the story behind him becoming a fighter, just that he was trained by Piccolo.

Then Gohan wants to go to Namek to find the dragon balls because he has to make sure their dead friends come back, and Goku goes wow that sounds like me, he also can't stand to stay on the side when it comes to these things.

Weeks pass, and now he's finally able to reach them on Namek. They have to fight, of course. Things happen. He's the only chance they have to defeat Freezer. Things fall apart now, Goku becomes Super Saiyan and tells Gohan to take Piccolo and get away. Goku is stuck alone on Namek. He saves himself by pure luck. He decides to stay where he is, to learn something new, to be able to also control his Super Saiyan state.

A year passes, and he comes back to earth. News from the future, saying that in 3 years, there's gonna be a new threat. They have to train, Gohan wants to train with him and Piccolo to fight this new threat. The three years have passed, and now there's another threat outside of the androids. Goku finally healed, he gets Gohan and tells him they're gonna train to defeat Cell. Gohan accepts to train with him. Gohan puts his all into that training, and Goku finds out Gohan has so many capabilities than what he shows. That's good! They have a chance at defeating Cell, maybe.

They finish their training, Goku wants Gohan to spend as much time with Chichi, and he wants to spend the remaining days before the Cell games as a family, you never know. The Cell games start, and Goku goes first to study him, to see how strong he is and if Gohan might have a chance. Oh, Gohan definitely has a chance. Come on, Gohan, now is your turn, I can tell you know you're stronger. Gohan is having difficulties, tho, Goku says it's just a matter of time before his fighting instict and anger sets in. But Gohan doesn't like fighting. That knowledge comes to Goku as a shock. He always assumed Gohan was fighting for the safety of the earth and for the love of fighting as well. At the end of the day, how could he think different, he never truly saw Gohan fighting, and at the end of the day, he was just picking up what Piccolo started in the first place. He never truly showed a disliking for fighting, or at least he never told him. He didn't know how in his first fighting against the Saiyans, he was petrified by fear. He wasn't there for the love of fighting, but because he had to, since he had this power.

Goku realises he miscalculated this. He immediately tells Krillin to pass him a bean so that he can get back into shape to go help him. Of course, Cell stops him before that. After Cell started to attack the others, finally Gohan snapped and unleashed his power, Goku was right after all. Gohan was definitely more powerful than him. He was the right warrior to defeat him. Gohan needs to defeat him once and for all, tho, but he doesn't. He says he has to have a slow and painful death. Those are some shocking words coming from Gohan. It doesn't sound like him. Well, now that has brought some problem, Cell is now about to explode and take all the earth with him. Now Goku has to make a decision. He will sacrifice himself. At the end of the day, he was the one to put Gohan in that position in the first place. It's only fair for him to do that. But, his sacrifice is useless, Cell comes back. Gohan tries his hardest, but his arm is broken. How can he defeat him now. But Goku is there to help him find the strenght and the others too. In the end, Gohan finds the strength to finally beat him.

It's time to revive people. There's still the problem of Goku not being able to be resurrected a second time. They think hey maybe we can use the dragon balls from Namek. But Goku stops them. He thinks that Bulma was right. He only attracts threats that put the earth in jeopardy, Piccolo, the Saiyans, the androids, and Cell. Maybe if he stays dead, they will stop coming. Like that, he will not put Gohan in danger anymore, Gohan will not have to fight anymore. So at the end of the day, it's better for him to stay away, rather than him staying with them, after all he was the one to put Gohan in that situation in the first place. In the end, he makes the selfless choice for Gohan. Maybe it's better for him not to have a father, but being safe, than having a father and being put into danger. At least, that's what he thinks is the right thing to do

[watcheraurora]

u did that reblog abt talking abt ur fics so now ur subjected to me

Tango is so fucking cool in all of your goddamn fanfictions. like every time everything he does is so genuis coded which means your a genuis. genuis in fiction. And i fcuking love how fucking comic codded this is. like cartoonish i love it and i love that you play in that willingly.

and wdym TANGO FROZE THE CUFFS TO GET OUT ughhh i hate that man he should've died in the finale (i dont mean that) and oh my god him coming back as deepfrost ughhh

I love empires studio and Jimmy beign a backround artist and seeing colors in people. colors are so beautiful and soft and that's just so him ya know,,,, I can imagine Tango spent DAYS analysing his work sometimes. He'd go super brained and be like "this color is because of... joel being an asshole!" and Jimmy would be like "it's actually because of martyn..." and tango would be like ughghghghhg

also that clip about tango doing the 288 math in zed's episode. totally thought about your tango then. i was like "does he really have 160 IQ?????" lmfao. i fucking forever love ice walls

you know me and my dang love for healing light and my dang impatience for part two. Im so fucking excted (this goes out to inferna too)

Firewalls. is it evil of me to hope that tango burns Jimmy's wings. even a little bit. just a little bit. for the shits and giggles.

We need more of grian lore i cannot stress this enough grian is like that badass character in a cartoon (maybe bcz he is but oh well)

Foundation is <3 angel is sososo pretty (i have never seen her in my life) and im so excited for the LOREE i keep imaging her and scar in a bus in the middle of the night going to grian's since thazt chapter dropped and UGH.

I'm fine with that XD I love talking about my fics XD

This got long so it's under the cut

Thank you! I try to lean into the cartoonish vibes as much as I can! It helps keep things a little lighter and, to me personally, more fun. I'm really tired of "gritty, grimdark" superhero stories that have come about in recent decades don't get me started on what they've done to Batman and even Superman (sob) so I try to make mine capture the whimsy and fun of "if I had powers, I'd use them to help" as much as I can

As for Tango's genius, I do really struggle with it, but thank you, I appreciate the compliment

Yeah, Tango freezing the cuffs to get out was, I'll admit, a little Elsa-from-Frozen but I didn't even think about Frozen when I was writing it XD I was just thinking "Oh some metal gets really brittle when it gets cold and Tango is cold and he can't freeze" so I did the same thing XD

I don't know why I made Jimmy a background artist, tbh. It just kinda suited him in my head. Not the center of attention but still an appreciated part of the process without which nothing would be as good and immersive. And I liked that for how Jimmy and Sheriff are in this universe. (And, yeah, Tango doesn't always understand what Jimmy's color analysis choices are but he enjoys it nonetheless)

Honestly I think ccTango is a lot more intelligent than he gives himself credit for and I'm perfectly content to perpetuate that in the fics I write. Because, yeah, holy cow that's actually a sheep, Tango /ref that math was fast. Like I can do long multiplication in my head too but not that fast

@infernafiresword Passing along the love for Healing Light! We're working on Part 2 we promise. I just kinda got infected by Perfection/Saint and took a few weeks off every other project to get it finished and written but once it's done (and it's close) I will be going back to Healing Light 2 and Burn Out 2

Oh part 2 of Walls of Fire will have lots of shenanigans, but I can't tell you what happens to Jimmy's wings because spoilers

Oh Grian Lore? Okay. Here's a fun fact about Ice Walls!Grian: there is one (1) very specific reason Grian decided to try having friends again after being mostly alone for thousands of years when a 14-year-old Jimmy declared that they would be friends. I might be toying with revealing it in Walls of Fire 2 though so I'm not going to say what that very specific reason was just yet (but if I don't include it for whatever reason, come yell at me and I'll tell you then lol). It had something to do with Jimmy and his personality, and that's all I'll say

I have also never seen Angel in my life but she's pretty in my head too 😊 It's very dear to me when people enjoy and like Angel - she's my sweetie

[6sixx6sexual6]

|DATING MICHAEL MONROE|

I HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN SO LONG AND I DONT KNOW HOW MANY MORE “writings coming soon” I CAN GET AWAY WITH LMAOO IM SORRY💔

ONCE AGAIN WRITING FOR SOMEONE NEW. I NEVER SEE ANY FICS OF HANOI ROCKS. I'LL PROBABLY DO A PART 2 WITH MORE DETAILS BC I THINK MICHAEL WOULD BE SUCH A FUN BOYFRIEND AND HES SO SWEET. MAYBE NSFW AT SOME POINT..

word count: 1,199

warnings: alcohol, drugs, razzles death, and cuteness.

Definitely calls you “love”, “my love” maybe “lovie”, “sweetheart” sometimes “baby” or maybe like a little inside joke name thats still cute.

so he wrote a little bit of the songs but Andy wrote most of them because he thought he wrote better stuff, but I feel like Michael would write a line in a song about you.

but like something funny like how you put your jacket on wrong onetime or something like that.

if andy didn't like it Michael would say he wouldn't do the song unless this one line was in there

HE FIGHTS FOR YOU❤❤

your number one supporter and the spirit of a hyper puppy who loves affection can be a lot and most can't keep up with him but you can and he loves it, so he's very patient with you.also super forgiving (obviously.. cough. vince.) 

honestly I think it would take a lot for him to actually be upset or mad at you.

actually if anything I think he gets more upset and rarely madlike, he wouldn't be upset if you forgot that you had reservations at a restaurant.

it'd but him out a little but you can make it up by hanging out at home or something.

but he would have to trust you a lot to not walk all over him because he knows hes so forgiving and sweet.

he knows hes a gem lol

he loves that you don't mind that he's so flamboyant and flashy and stuff or that you don't comment on his weight.

I remember him saying in an interview he actually kinda liked when people would point out that he was so skinny because he got to be all like “oh yeah? you got a problem with me being so skinny?”

but he gets it if you're concerned about him. I think he worked out.

lots of sas. and attitude. 

he thanks you for putting up with his sas and stuff because he doesn't really realize he has a smart mouth sometimes.

that and also his body movements. hes a diva.

you probably have sas-offs.

you two just sit there and have your hands on your hips and moving around pretty much going back and forth. he always ends up winning because hes so quick with what to say haha.

you wanna do his makeup? yeah! he wants to do your makeup? yeah!

probably has more makeup than you.

and if you carry around a makeup bag in your purse (or like me and just has it loose in my purse) hed probably have his own makeup in there.

you know what, your purse is probably his purse too lol.

mini hairspray, if you don't have a hair tie he does.

also probably has more nail polish than you. you won't even need to buy any since he has so many colors.would definitely paint your nails while you guys have deep conversation and stuff.

gets you flowers all the time for no reason. if your sick he gets you flowers. your birthday, anniversary, you're upset, on your period, hes got flowers. the ones from last week died? he has new ones.

also writes a little card for each batch just because.

you both always have something to do and there's never a dull moment. 

he plays like 5 instruments, he'll definitely try and teach you how to play the harmonica or the piano or the saxophone. or roam around the city you're staying in.

and even if you're just at home you two will talk and talk until your mouths are tired. or if you wanna just lay there together while a movie plays, he loves that too.

he does smoke weed. he likes when you two smoke together and get high. he gets all warm inside and probably has his head on your shoulder while you pass a joint back and forth.

there's time where he won't feel like himself.

he always has makeup on because it's something for him to do but sometimes, rarely, he won't do it.

usually that's when he just doesn't wanna do anything and just be with you or someone in the band but you're his first choice.

hes appreciates when you try and make him feel better by picking out something over the top for him to wear and offer to do each others makeup and it works most of the time.

he just needed that little push.

he hates when you're not being yourself and he hopes that you'll talk about it with him because if you don't, it'll bug him the whole day while trying to get you to feel better.

communication is something he absolutely needs in a relationship.

he won't force you to talk if you say you don't wanna tell him but after a day or two he'll ask you what happened again.

Michael is more of a stay in kinda guy and doesn't like to drink or anything because he doesn't want to feel sick, but if you do then he'll stay with you the whole night and make sure you don't do anything stupid.

he'll probably suggest you get more of a fruity drink than straight liquor of anything.

if you're interested in trying a drug, he'll wanna know.

he will tell you not to if its a hard drug, but something like a psychedelic is different.

hes done speed, hash, acid, coke. if you wanted to smoke hash for the first time hed try and give you pros and cons.or if you wanted to try LSD hed tell you to be careful and hed wanna be with you incase you freak out.

he holds your hair when you're hungover and throwing up and already has medicine and water ready.

if you're dating after razzle died then you're pretty much the only thing keeping him from doing anything stupid and keeping his head level.

he knows that life will get better but he also felt like he shouldn't wait for it to get better.

he was a bit coked up after razzle died but you would stop him from doing it too much or doing it at all.

hed maybe try and shut you out but would regret it because he feels bad and doesn't know what he wants.he also broke his foot around the time razzle died so you would definitely help him with things he struggled to do especially him moving back to London.

hes not ashamed to cry in front of you and he definitely did cry to you. you both probably cried.

you helped him start his solo career and moved to New York with him.

he was excited to write songs by himself without andy taking over but he wouldn't forget to show you and ask what you thought of his songs.

he had you in the studio with him all the time.

also I'm gonna put this in because I think its cute. I think his concentrating face looks kinda serious. like, his mouth is closed and his eyebrows are furrowed and maybe tilts his head to the side. idk, he probably looks like that when he's trying to roll a joint

[seeingivy]

hiiii Ronnie!!

it’s your girl, Taylor as Gojo Anon, reaching out to check in on you.

How are you doing? 🤍🖤

hi sweet angel face!

(im cut tagging it because i accidentally procured a long response)

how are you my dear? things have been kind of up and down from me, which is why i haven't been so active. that makes me feel really sad, not because i necessarily feel obligated to write, but because i just want to!!! idk mental things and blocks have been all over the place. and i have so much fun thinking about ideas and such but sometimes i get in my head about writing about them or other stuff comes up.

my best friend's mom passed away two weeks ago, which kind of has turned things upside down. we were really close - her mom and mine are best friends, we all went on a cruise to mexico together (? idk its kind of like a fever dream but it makes me laugh now) and she was just someone i felt really really close to. i am so sad she's gone and i loved her so much.

school has started up and this actually happened during my first week of school so it kind of changed the tone. i'm a senior now but weirdly enough things feel so different. one of my best friends actually graduated and school feels different without her and i guess there's been internal stuff happening where my job and my research lab and everything just feels like it's drastically changed dynamic wise and it makes me wish it was still last year and i wasn't so old and i wasn't leaving.

i have so many ideas but don't know which ones to write! and i think about them so hard that i can't do them justice as one shots but i just don't know if anyone would read it if it was longer or if idk i would drop it after i felt like it wasn't good or anything. i hope to write something soon just for my own joy. (see: list of ideas below that I could write like 200k words of if I wanted to)

good old satoru gojo and y/n getting strapped with kids after an untimely passing. BUT they used to date. oh the sweet angst of living together but being responsible for two kids but getting close but one of you has a partner that kind of sucks and it kind of feels like you're a family but you can't really admit that you want to get back together bc. u know. family and all that and a lot at stake and obv angst of almost dying bc it's me and I would have to do that just for fun

satoru gojo (again? shocking I barely ever think or write for this man) but its like kind of like a royalty clan au? like arranged marriage but she literally don't gaf about gojo and sneaks around with a secret lover (that he knows about. and knows that is a snake) and then when things go wrong he's kind of like well I told you so but then they get close and kind of besties and she tells a maid or something that like omfg he doesn't even care about me like that he just feels bad and he overhears SO he has to obviously romance her. obviusly he has to like go to war or a fight or something where he almost dies becuase you know angst of almost dying its me and I would have to do that

I still think about dream girl everyday.

I also think about canary mate all the time too. I almost actually wrote some today but had to write a ghostwrite a deferral letter for my friend to delay her acceptance since her mom passed away

also bsfs older brother sukuna one shot of y/n getting sick or somethign or appendicitis bc u know bsfs older brother sukuna having a panic but in a sweet way

anyways I swear I think about writing and will write again sometime soon.

the good thing is that i'm applying to study abroad and that makes me really excited! it's one week in london and one in paris and they do the whole harry potter studio tour and where bridgerton was filmed and it makes me so excited to think about it.

anyways. thanks for asking. its sweet to know you still think of me even when i'm not active! i would send you asks all the time but you are an anon. but if u ever sneeze or something idk juts think its me sending u an ask like omg hi I love you.

[redhood414]

This was requested!

Brotherly love. (Headcannons. How would they treat each other)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Dick Grayson ₊˚ପ⊹

Dick for sure would pamper every one of his brothers. Even if they dislike it or show ungratefulness (secretly they all love it).

With Damian he'd for sure take him to the zoo for example or go visit museums about art and help him with school.

If Damian has a crush and Dick finds our ohhh boyyy you can count on Dick teasing Damian, but also give advice on how to handle it since Damian doesn't know how to handle these kinds of stuff since he always got teached it's weakness. "I love you, little Dami"

With Jason Dick for sure would help his brother with his nightmares, panick attacks, meltdowns, flashbacks etc. If Jason's having a panick attack. "You're okay Jason. He's not here and you're safe. At the manor" Oh be sure Dick would be ready to help him calm down and after pamper him with the help of Alfred of some cookies and hot chocolate and a blanket, a good book or a movie.

If Jason is stressing out he'd go to hit it all away against a punch bag but would later go on a walk with Dick, he would listen to Jason's frustrations etc.

If Jason has a crush, Dick would wanna know *everything*. This man wouldn't live Jason down. But he'd help Jason for sure too since when he died he missed out on the teenage love. So if he has a crush he's acting like a teenage boy in love.

With Tim Dick would force him to take breaks, he knows Tim's a hard worker, but boy, with his addiction for coffee and his need to show people he's able to do it, he often doesn't sleep for a *whole week. Dick would definitely put his computer off and throw the coffee away. And say like "Work is done. You can do it later, Tim."

Tim would protest but eventually listen to Dick and get in bed. Since he doesn't take good care off himself Dick often stops by too force Tim to take breaks. He knows Tim has the need to prove the batfamily something, but Dick would comfort him and say

"You don't need too prove yourself to us, Tim. We're already proud of you and we couldn't wish for a better brother"

Jason Todd༉‧₊˚.

With Dick he may be a bit softer too, like if someone hurts him. Oh boy. The house is too small. He's already planning the funeral of the person.

While Dick may come off as a confident and strong person, deep inside he has the insecurity that people will leave him. And Jason knows that cause he has the same feeling. If Jason notices Dick feeling down he'd for sure take Dick to like a cafe or a restaurant or a movie to cheer him up.

I have also the feeling they'd pull pranks on Damian and Tim. Jason would obviously go into extreme and Dick trying to talk him out off it.

"Hey idiot, we're family here. You told me that when I got back from that pit. And we're not leaving you behind."

Tim Drakeׂׂૢ

I have the feeling he wouldn't really try to give something to his brothers but if they ask for sure he'll be there. Or if it's like really serious.

If Dick is hurt he'll rush up to help Alfred with the wounds and since it's Dick he'll basically tie him up on the bed. (Just kidding.) Or am I. No it's a joke, chill out. But he'll basically force Dick to rest. "You taught me to take care off yourself. So you should as well."

Tim would love to do sparring training with Dick so he can learn more from him. He could teach Tim more cool tricks with his bow staff.

With Jason Tim would be a bit more awkward since Jason's a violent and rough guy. Also since he's the most buffed and tallest in the family for Tim he's a bit intimidating. But at the same time he looks also up at Jason.

Like for one Tim would always come to Jason if someone made fun of child!Tim. And Jason would for sure give him advice on beating someone up and if Bruce passes he'll tell Tim it's a joke, but when Bruce leaves he'll tell him it's a joke.

Comes to Jason to learn new combat attacks. "hey Jason! Can you teach me that cool new combat attack you had today??"

With Damian Id be more difficult since Damian's jealous off Tim. He has the need to prove he can be as great like Tim. Greater even.

So when Tim talks to Damian why they have a problem with each other and Tim finally understands Damian, he'd give him a big hug and tell him it's alright. And that he doesn't have anything to prove. "You don't have to prove anyone anything, Damian. You're perfect the way you are"

Damian Wayne𓆩♡𓆪

With Dick he'd for sure show a softer side. Like I said with Dick they would for sure go to parks together to feed ducks or go to the forest to admire the birds and chipmunks.

Damian would show his drawings to Dick (it's personal to him so Dick is obviously honoured.) And I believe he would make a small head statue of Dick or a mini sculpture. If Damian drew something new he would run to Dick with excitement and hold it up. "Grayson, I tried to draw this girl on my school. She's my new friend."

If anyone I tried to hurt Dick or already did hurt him, Jason and he would be *the guys* to plan the person's funeral and go to kill him.

With Jason they'd do the meanest pranks on Bruce. Like these guys would have NO MERCY on the poor old man. I'm not kidding. Ones Bruce woke up with a 3D printed body of Jason Todd when he was Robin and Bruce started freaking out since he thought he was still dreaming. (They all got on camera)

They'd be like partners in crime. No kidding. They'd judge anyone, but don't care if they're the ones being judged.

Also Damian would randomly buy Jason books he has on his book list and leave like a note with it. "Hope you enjoy your book, Todd."

With Tim I'd be more a comedian show. Or yeah. Kinda. Jason would film the whole thing while Damian forced Tim to rest with a katana against his throat. You'd have Tim running around the manor while he's being chased with an angry (but secretly) worried Damian forcing Tim to rest or take a break.

If Tim wants something but doesn't have the time too or so he says, Damian would force Tim to go visit him together. (Uses excuses like: Drake, I need to go to there for a school project. Let's go) to cover he just wants Tim to have some break and peace too.

(Everyone knows every brother would happily kill someone if someone's gotten hurt. Like no kidding.)

Bonus: if we were their sibling, they would let no one near us. For protection.:)

[1domegaverseficfest]

Omegaverse Fic Fest Weekly Recap

Hello beautiful people! This third week has already passed, with another batch of five beautiful fics revealed. Go check them out if you haven't yet, and please enjoy!

frightened by the bite, no harsher than the bark by @voulezloux

When you present as an alpha, there is an unspoken code you should adhere to. An alpha is a provider. They are the head of the family, they make sure there’s food on the table and things get done. An alpha is loyal to a fault for their mate. They are the ones who initiate a courtship, they are the ones who bite. An alpha is protective of what they feel is theirs. Whether it’s a baby doll given to them for a school project or, say, an international omega rockstar with very handsy fans, it is hardwired in them to protect, to shelter, to defend from harm. Harry, as the only alpha in his family of beta parents and omega sister, took this code a little too close to heart.

louis loves going to the barricade during his shows. if it’s because he’s got a bit (lot) of touch deprivation and is using it as an excuse to have his big alpha bodyguard, harry, touch him, well, that’s a secret he doesn’t need to tell.

You Are The Fever (What A Lovely Way To Burn!) by @yoursolosong

“You built this?” Louis whispered in a trembling voice. Harry's mind finally seemed to kick in and he rushed to explain, “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Lou. I know how weird this must look. I didn't mean to take advantage of your stuff behind your back, please, I am so sorry.” Harry was now a blubbering mess. He fucked up. He knew he fucked up. Real bad. It hadn't even been an hour since they made up and Harry fucked it all up. Again. Louis must think Harry’s a weirdo. God. “I will wash it all for you and give it back, I promise. We can both forget everything about-” He was cut by the sound of Louis growling. And oh shit. “You won't touch it,” Louis commanded. Or Harry is an alpha who realizes he’s also into alphas and wants to be submissive. He battles between his instincts and what he wants.

Lost But Won by @2tiedships2

“If you start out by talking about your weekend of golfing I swear to god I will stab you with a pen,” Louis said by way of greeting. There was a clunk on the floor and what sounded like shoes hitting the wall as Niall announced, “We have a guest. You might want to save stabbing me until you don’t have a witness.” “Well if they are obsessed with golf then…” Louis trailed off as he made his appearance in the living room. Harry’s mouth dried up. This was not the alpha that Niall had described. When Harry loses his passport after a weekend trip to see Niall, the inconvenience of being stranded in America becomes a little more bearable after meeting Louis. Or a lot more bearable.

The Capillaries In My Eyes Are Bursting by 5secoflarry

Two armoured palace guards stand there, speaking with the old, widowed beta. Harry watches curiously from the space in the back, ducking down a little in an attempt to hide. There have been whispers through the town of omegas being gathered and forced to the castle all week long - something about the King being ill - but Harry had thought they were only rumours….. OR Medieval times where King Louis is in a near death accident and enters a coma. The royal doctor says they have two weeks to find Louis’ true soulmate (omega) or he dies.

Scarred by @allwaswell16

As a male omega, Louis has learned to live with disappointment and rejection, but he dreams of the day he finds his soulmate. When Harry inadvertently rejects him as his soulmate, Harry has no idea he's doomed Louis to a slow, painful death. Pride doesn't keep Louis from telling Harry the truth. But love does.

Happy reading, kudosing, and commenting!

[secret-rendezvous1d]

can you imagine the come down with Harry after all these special Wembley shows? this time around, instead of spending the night in a hotel, you decided to head back to your shared flat in London before starting to get ready for Cardiff. and you just spend the days off cuddled up somewhere, in bed, or on the sofa, watching whatever crap is on UK TV. yesterday was Father's Day so you did the obligatory drive round to each of your fathers' with a card and a pressie before coming back, both of you changing into your Love On Tour sets to resume the slothness of the day. and the day before the Cardiff shows are due to start, you're still just taking it slow. maybe doing a clear out of the flat so you don't have to do it when the tour officially ends. just grateful you can go to up to him without any crew members bending his ear, grateful that your boy gets to do what he loves, but also grateful that you get to love him, without any interaction. i'd imagine that as much as the missus loves coming with Harry on his tours, nothing beats nearing the end of it when he'll go into hibernation and it'll just be her and her harry.

oh god- this triggered something in my head and i'm not well- so you guys can deal with it with me...

W E M B L E Y H E A D C A N O N

it doesn't truly hit harry till the end of his four night residency.

the entire week is like a blur - from the moment they land in london after his show in ireland, it instantly flies by and the two of them feel like they don't have the chance to be themselves.

nights one to three, they end it at home.

the first night, he's tired. he forgets just how much of a chokehold that wembley stadium has upon him and he forgets how the entire atmosphere just drains him (in a good way, of course). all he wants is for the two of them to go back to their home, back to their own bed and the comforts of a house and not a hotel room, and collapse under their sheets because it's been too long since they've spent time in their own house.

the second night, they stay for a little while after the show with his family and her family and their mutual friends and his band. having the champagne and the beers and the alcohol that had been left from the previous night because everyone just wanted to enjoy the whole night and wanted to remember it all without being drunk. they wait till the london traffic would have died down so they could go straight home but neither of them cared what time it was that they walked through their front door and slowly got themselves ready for bed.

the third night, they choose to get food on their way home. getting dressed in their comfiest clothing (yn's had to be his love on tour hoodie and harry's had to be his personalised adidas tracksuit that he had custom-made for everyone on his tour) and leaving as soon as they're ready. craving something greasy. burgers. chips. the biggest coca-cola they could find.

at the end of night four, however, hey wait till the very end of the night - when everyone, from the fans to their families to the tour crew to the cleaning crew, was out of the stadium - to just take in the entirety of the venue themselves. a bottle of wine in his hand, two glasses in one of hers, their free hands held together with clenched fingers as they walked down the corridors and made their way back out.

the air is still warm.

the sun is still setting so there's a gentle hue in the horizon of the arch standing high above the stadium.

the lights are still on, the stage is still set up, and all they can do is stand in the middle of the set-up and take in the depth of the place he'd just sold out for four nights. lit up enough for him to truly see what he'd just done.

"mad, innit?"

he sounds so quiet compared to how loud his voice was booming around wembley not more than two hours ago.

"it never gets old. it's so amazing."

they walk down the stage, passed where johnny's place would have been, and sit themselves down in the middle of the peak of the square stage.

legs dangling over the edge.

the sound of wine glugging into two glasses.

"this view will never be something i get used to."

"it's beautiful, h. when it's empty and when it's full of people you've taught to be themselves."

and they sit there for a while; reminiscing about the last thirteen years and the times she'd been able to attend shows that were huge milestones in his career. and they cry a little, with happy tears in their eyes, and they laugh a lot and they just take in everything together.

and yn is always surprised when she feels even more pride in her body - more than she thought she could feel - and listening to him talk about how appreciative and thankful he is for everything, it makes her feel so lucky to be able to be alongside him on his huge journey as becoming who he wants to be.

and when it's time to leave, they're a little wine drunk and it's a good thing that they had a driver driving them home tonight.

kissing in the back of the car, holding hands, being close to one another practically drooling over one another, feeling like teenagers in love. giggling, flushed cheeks, tousled hair atop his head and tendrils falling from her up-do that had managed to stay up for the entirety of the night.

and they made love all night.

a quick one in the kitchen as they made themselves a snack before bed.

in the living room because they couldn't quite make it up the stairs and he couldn't stop looking at her bum as he followed behind her.

at the top of the stairs because he tripped up the second-to-last step and took her to the floor with him, cackling in her face before she started something he just couldn't say no to.

in the shower - their favourite place - washing off their sun-kissed skin and pressing kisses in the path of the scrunchies scrubbing at their skin.

and they finally ended the night in bed. having the softest and the sweetest and the most sensual sex they could possible give each other because all of their emotions were to the brim and bursting from within.

it's practically morning by the time they fall asleep, birds tweeting through the open window and cars passing by as people went to work, but they don't care because he had a day off of travelling and touring the following day and neither of them needed to be up for anything in particular.

[safekeeperscosm]

tell me EVERYTHING about the SVTFOE cleaved AU, it's so good

OUGHFJFK UMM.. OKAY!!

Cleaved AU is a self-indulgent canon-divergent hypothetical rewrite @saik0m0che and I have been working on (passively 💀) since the end of svtfoe s3. but I've always had this sort of idea/concept from mid s2

other than maybe a few minor changes for s1-2, post battle for mewni is straight up where I take the reigns

first of all. Toffee doesn't die.

but star DOES still "kill him" at the end of BFM, it's just that I refuse to let his soul pass on (for unfinished business!)

the premise here takes from s2's emotionally charged magic of star's wand crystal being cleaved apart, to then cleaving her & toffee's souls together. which means they share all of each other's pain haha! so bcuz they're together, you can't kill or crystallize toff since that would harm star

but how? idk man something abt the two of them being in the realm of dying butterfly magic at the same time. something abt how toffee is no longer flesh, only decaying essence. something abt how star sorta died and came back to life just as she saved the realm. he's like a parasite!

I hc he wasn't gonna live long after BFM if star hadn't killed him off anyway. but still :(

not only does this "murderer" have to live with star at the castle (likely in the dungeon first, they'd want to break the bond of their souls), he's missing 90% of his memories — because star brutally obliterated him & he spent a very long time in the magic realm alone chanting the same spell over and over again

on the bright side, eclipsa later finds company in him, even doe he doesn't remember her (but very much trusts her 🥺)

oh yeah he & eclipsa dated in the past and became good friends after (Globgor was the one who introduced them shsghsj)

second. Glossaryck stays dead.

or rather isn't physically there with the main cast. he can't die, he just decided to let things unfold and watch at a distance

he does come around for Meteora's Lesson

rest in pudding is when star & toffee are officially cleaved! she starts asphyxiating from time to time after the funeral scenes and especially while chasing Glossy's "ghost"/reflections. he leads her to a crystallized toffee and THAT'S when they meet again. it also gives me a fun reason to do a parallel scene (redraw lol) of moon & eclipsa

you just KNOW rhombulus is gonna go through the hardest time here and he is my boy <3

lastly, SEPTARSIS!!!

this needs some episode rearranging, but maybe after Butterfly Trap, star & toffee go on a trip to septarsis with yvgeny to find a way to cleave their souls and potentially get toffee's memories back. star introduces herself as Star Johansen since everyone there hates the Butterflys. she sticks with the name from that point on

toffee does regain his memories (but can't recall them all at once, it's a process that takes time) and star is met with the revelation that he & celena were in love, making him her great great grandfather. it's also revealed how toffee managed to make the magic realm decay, and that celena was the one who helped him

oh yeah. other things;

marco pretends he's fine for his friends & family, trying to hide the fact he misses star, so his parents convince him to be the exchange student for once. but since he has dimensional scissors anyway, he visits every 1-2 weeks? not sure abt jarco. long distance? still breakup? ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

he might still be an unofficial squire cause that's for fun

Pony Head CAN get a prosthetic horn. but she actually goes through some kind of character development 😭

Ludo ??? I wanna do something for him I just dunno what. Yvgeny doesn't leave so ???

the Meteora arc ??? is paced better ???

Tom is fine Tom is great

this is ofc mostly s3 as s4 makes me so angry and bored fgshjs,, in the end magic is still "destroyed" and that's how star & toffee are finally free of each other. toffee gets to fight & kill mina while the redemption spell is cast, and he's reunited with celena to peacefully pass on :)

also the MHC aren't killed off nor is "Earthni" a thing 🤮

I'm definitely forgetting a lot of other stuff! plus the au's not wholly developed aha

[astrabear]

15 questions, 15 tags

tagged by @ongreenergrasses. Not gonna tag 15 people, that's like 30% of all the people I follow.

Are you named after anyone? I have the name that my mother would have had, if my grandmother hadn't changed her mind at the last minute and given her a popular name instead. My mother always resented being one of many [name]s in her classes at school and was determined that if she had a daughter, she'd use this name.

When was the last time you cried? Man, I don't fuckin know. My dad died a year and a half ago, my stepfather died a few months ago, I've been unemployed and looking for work since December (just accepted an offer the other day, so that's cool), I visit my mom regularly and she's having a really hard time, and there was an ice storm a couple of weeks ago that left us without power for 36 hours and brought up a bunch of trauma from a debilitating storm two years ago. Also I have depression and anxiety. I can't be bothered to keep track of when or how often I cry, is what I'm saying. Sometime in the past week, probably.

Do you have kids? nope

Do you use sarcasm a lot? When joking with my roommate, yes. As part of general communication, I use it but I think not a lot?

What's the first thing you notice about people? Doesn't this depend on what's noticeable? Like if someone has blue hair, I'm gonna notice the blue hair first. Anything that stands out or seems unexpected - unusual hair color, tattoos, certain hair styles, size/height/other features that are at either end of the bell curve, dramatic clothes or accessories.

What's your eye color? Dark brown

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings, definitely.

Any special talents? I notice and remember stuff about people, and I connect pieces of information. Someone once described it as my superpower. This makes me very good at giving gifts. Sometimes I have to keep it to myself in order to not sound creepy (because people aren't necessarily prepared for you to remember something they said in passing a year ago, and then connect it to something that someone else mentioned last week, and use that to infer something they had not yet told you.) I'm also bizarrely good at finding specific Old Guard fanfics.

Where were you born? Houston, Texas

What are your hobbies? I have had so many hobbies that I no longer currently practice. I want to get back into cooking and baking (as hobbies rather than just necessity). I write. I play the Sims. For a while I was using the Sims to make fanvids, but that's fallen away as the writing has picked up. I'd like to start drawing again. It's going to take some time to get back in shape enough to do it, but I'd love to one day take up weightlifting again.

Do you have any pets? I have two cats, Truffle and Tristan. They will be turning 4 in a couple of months. I adopted them in 2019 and I can't imagine getting through lockdown without them. I made up these song lyrics about them, back when "Bad Guy" was still a thing: So he's a buff guy Not got lots of fluff guy Likes to play real rough guy Tail always so puffed guy She's that smart type Take my things apart type Face a work of art type Got a loving heart type They are good cats Duh

What sports do you play/have you played? None. The only physical endeavor that I've ever been serious about was weightlifting, but never competitively.

How tall are you? 5'3, 160cm. I'm basically a hobbit.

Favorite subject in school? In high school, English. In college, probably history.

Dream job? Alas, there is no job out there that would include doing complex work in spreadsheets and databases, and coaching/mentoring other people, and doing some kind of problem solving/information and referral work that gives people immediate assistance. When I did social service type jobs, I felt like I wasn't getting enough mental stimulation, and now that I'm working more analytical jobs I miss the satisfaction of helping people. Oh well.

Like I said, I'm not going to tag 15 people. But I will tag @lazaefair, because you're my most recent follow so I know you the least well.

For cat pics, see below

Truffle, my perfect angel baby:

And Tristan, my little goblin boy:

[floralembarrassment]

Navigating (1/1) (jegulus)

Being a parent was never anything Regulus anticipated and being a parent to a teenager was something he wasn't sure he was ever going to be prepared for. Thankful he had James, but today he was the one their son wanted.

"Et Papa, je peu pas dire ca a Dad. Il ne comprenderait pas." Harry said in a final exasperated sigh. He was quiet and sad, it hurt Regulus to see him like this. He was normally such a happy go-lucky kid, much like James. Seeing him struggle wasn't something either Regulus or James ever wanted but since he returned from school this year something had changed.

James' understanding of french was a dismal at best. He had been on his way up with some tea, but when he heard the hushed french and he knew he wasn't wanted in the room just yet. He stood in the hall.

"Harry, your dad is very understanding, but you can tell him when you are ready. Don't keep it in okay. These feelings are heavy but you need to feel them. Be in conversation with them, they are trying to tell you important information. Je sais que ce sent plus facile de tout repousser, mais crois moi mon fils ca vais te causer plus de douleur." Regulus said all of this very softly, wiping away a stray tear that had rolled down Harry's face and pulling him into a hug. Harry's voice was soft as he explained: "I just hate that he was able to do that to me. It's not fair."

"You are absolutely right, it's not fair at all."

"J'taime Papa." Harry said into Regulus' shoulder. "J'taime aussi mon beau, I'm always here."

Harry asked for a few moments alone. Regulus got up, kissed his head, and left the room nearly running into James in the hall. "Hey," he said pressing a kiss to James' cheek.

"Everything alright?" James asked in a whisper, as he let Regulus guide him back into the living room.

"He's alright, but you know he is having a hard time. He said he would be down in a minute though." Regulus explained all in one whispered breath.

"Is this about what happened at school?" James asked, worry creasing his forehead.

"Yes but I think it's a bit more too. He is worried he is letting us down," Regulus took a sip of his tea and held up his hand as James began to explain that of course he couldn't let them down. "I know James. Take a minute though to remember what it was like to be 15 and top of your class and hopefully quidditch captain and everyone wanting to know you but maybe not really wanting to be your friend." James sighed, he knew exactly that pressure. "Right. Oh my poor boy." James said and shook his head.

"I think he is feeling a bit lost. If it doesn't pass we can talk about speaking with a healer, it really helped me and honestly that bully seems just as bad as my mother." Regulus was half reassuring James and half himself.

"Should we take him to Scotland? For a breather maybe?" James asked, always the fixer.

"I think that's a lovely idea. No one has been to the home since my father died, and you know I've been meaning to make the trip out there to clean it up." Regulus said. "Okay, well since you are off from teaching right now and there's a break this week from practice, we could go tomorrow?" Regulus could see the planning cogs spinning in James' mind. "Why don't we ask him when he comes down?" Regulus placed a hand on James cheek to soothe him.

"Ask me what?" Harry said as he walked into the living room and sat down next to James. "Hey son," James said with a bright smile. There was nothing like some James Potter sunshine to brighten the mood. He ruffled his hair and then asked, "Papa and I were thinking about a vacation? Want to go to Scotland tomorrow?"

Harry's eyes lit up, and a smile spread across his face. "A change of pace would be really nice. Papa is always going on about how peaceful it is out there, I could do with some quiet. Yeah, that sounds great, Dad!" The three of them beamed smiles at one another.

And Regulus knew the conversation was a step in the right direction but he was also grateful that sometimes James Potter's ideas could fix everything.

[youryanderedaddy]

actually i have one stupid idea which is oddly specific. You know about the communist revolution right? So I thought what if the reader became one of the illegitimate children of the royal family and everyone knows it. But the reader is shrewd and clever enough to occupy a high position in the government and become famous because the reader is indeed trying to work for the people.

but readers work anonymously. people know the name of the reader but no one knows readers face. Reader have their own freedom because the royal family doesn't officially recognize you and they kind of hate readers. So the reader often walks in the city alone. One day, reader meets a member of a radical group who wants a revolution. But you kept your identity a secret until the revolution finally broke out and finally the members found out your true identity. I haven't think the rest of it, but the revolution guy is kinda yandere to reader. So yeah, betting my luck here

-🐥

Soo I decided to combine the two because why not? Also this turned kinda soft, okay, i like leftists, so what, sue me :/

Tittle: For you are all I have

the alternative tittle was Seizing the means of (re)production; but I decided to behave tehee

Tw: female reader, imprisonment, possessive behavior, minor character death, revolution talk

You were alive, for better or worse. Scared, shaking and full of regrets, yet still alive. The heavy stuffy air, the bitter smell of metal, blood and mold would have been a great reminder that you weren’t dead, had there been any. Instead, upon opening your eyes, you had found yourself in a small room with almost no furniture, other than a bed, a drawer with a lamp on top, and one tiny window, that was nailed shut with a wooden board. Your only communication to the outside world was blocked and you were too weak to break down the barrier. Oh well.

You tried to open the door, but it was locked and no kicks, punches or shoves seemed to shake it off, so you simply returned to bed before taking a couple of deep breaths. You were going to wither here all alone, and the thought almost made you wish you had died along with your family during the fire a week ago. Or perhaps it had already been a month, you weren’t sure how much time had passed since the red revolution had started. You couldn’t help, but smile to yourself, suddenly giddy and light – headed. The situation in your country was going to change drastically, abruptly, even if you wouldn’t be around to see it, and that’s all you had been hoping for all along. With almost all of the members of the royal family dead there was no one standing in the way of reformation. Almost. A small voice at the back of your head was manically screaming the word, your stomach a ball of fear at the realization finally sinking in – you were the last one standing, the only threat to the new world order, the left piece of string to monarchism.

A silver key suddenly rattled as it got pushed into the lock, and, instinctively, you pressed the sheets tightly against your chest as if that would be enough to protect you from whatever danger awaited you at the other side of the wall. There wasn’t much time to panic, though, because in the next moment a tall man walked into the room. At first gaze he looked like every other soldier – he wore a well – fitted swamp green uniform with a similar hat, a black leather belt and a pair of black trousers, covered in mud and blood, combined with combat boots. But there was something about the familiarity of his features, be it the soft curls, protruding slightly from the visor, the crooked smile or the intensity of his blue eyes, that made you feel like you had seen him before.

“Good morning, princess.” The male greeted you in a cheerful, yet composed manner. He quickly crossed the distance from the door to your bed, hesitating whether to sit or not. At the end the stranger stayed still, towering over you, an unreadable look on his face. “Did you sleep well?” He asked nonchalantly, like the whole situation wasn’t ridiculous. “Do I know you?” You striked back, still too sleepy and out of focus to size up the danger of acting too rash. Fortunately, the man didn’t seem too bothered by your question, grinning in return. “I think you do.” He stroke his chin, play - pretending to be deep in thought. Then, just like that, the intruder brush your hair to your left and lowered his head to whisper in your ear “Here’s a guess.” His lips were hot against your neck, tickling the hairs. You couldn’t move an inch, paralyzed with fright. “I am Avel, the leader of the revolution.” A deep breath. “I am also the person responsible for your family’s death.” He added quickly, driving the last needle into your pincushion heart. You shut your eyes tight to stop the tears. He had come for you.

“I… ” You started off, inhaling sharply. “I always wanted everyone to have a fair chance at life.” You weren’t sure whether you wanted to convince him or yourself. “I tried to convince my father into adopting more social policies.” You explained swiftly, nervously fiddling with your fingers. Your whole life you thought that you’d be brave at the face of death, honorable even, but now that it was so close you weren’t ready to let go of life. You were too young. “I even-” You continued, but quickly got interrupted by the soldier shaking his head to the side, making a sign for you to keep quiet.

“I know that, princess.” He stated mysteriously, his smile now almost serene in its sincerity. Avel lifted your chin up as he stroke your cheek tenderly with his thumb, smearing blood all over it. “That’s why you are alive right now.” The man stared at you for a while, gaze full of something horrifyingly similar to adoration. “I know about your secret identity. I’ve read some of your books on imperialism.” His knuckles were caressing your soft skin faintly, the shivery ghost of a touch making it unbearably sensitive. “You were always different from the other royals, weren’t you?” The soldier remarked, his voice low and gentle. Understanding, in a way. You nodded carefully, the sweet sense of hope filling your lungs until you could finally breathe freely. You were still upset about your parents’ tragic, unfortunate death, but right now your self-preservation instinct had kicked in and refused to let go for even a second, so you had to push it to the back of your mind. You felt like you would have more than enough time to grieve later.

“What do you plan to do with me?” You asked, looking at the revolutionist from below with your big wet eyes, suddenly feeling a lot braver than before. “My comrades want you dead. They believe you could cause problems if you just roamed free. But I don’t want to kill you.” Avel replied reaching for your hand, gripping the sheets. Then he grabbed your wrist to turn your body towards him, so now your faces were dangerously close. His eyes were clear like water and lucid like the morning sun, appearing just behind the thick cotton clouds.

The electric fear ran through once again - from your bones to your very core. You desperately wished for this man to leave and never come back. He was the face of the revolution, you were supposed to kneel before him and thank him for representing all the virtues and values you used to longingly dream would take over the nation after the inevitable fall of the monarchy. But there was something off about the soldier for he possessed a certain deadly aura, unbecoming of someone so involved in helping the weak and standing up for the needy. The man had the aura of a predator. “You are too beautiful.” You were the prey. “Too kind.” His smile was one of a hunter and you simply couldn’t look away. “And once this is all over you will be mine.”

You gulped dry - suffocating, yet not finding the strength to inhale. The suggestive way the leader was eyeing you right now, like you were a prize to be won, honestly made you sick. “I am not an object for you to own.” You screamed, trembling with anger. You were seeing red everywhere, and not just because of the blood on your face. His blood. “You should be able to understand this concept better than anyone.” You spat out, crossing your arms. You were used to nobles treating you like a toy, but this place was supposed to be different. An utopia of sorts, where no one belonged to another. Where everyone belonged to themselves. Not to the king, nor their landlord or master. Yet Avel narrowed his eyes as if you had just said a very silly, very hurtful joke.

“I am but a man.” The soldier stated flatly, suddenly cold and unmoving. Empty distant eyes fixed on you like two ice cubes, burning with a violent, destructive flame as his hands locked around your wrists. You wriggled, trying to get away, but you were stuck underneath his strong body. “And you, my love, are the only thing I will ever allow myself to possess.” The leader whispered softly as he pressed a chaste kiss to your temple, and in that moment you both knew he meant every single word. “The New world means nothing without you.”

[sie-rui]

Hi can i reauest a hc with mikey and draken with a s/o who was an ex gang leader of a strong gang?

❀ HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT | TOKYO REVENGERS 🤍 sano manjiro, ryuuguji ken 💿 gender neutral, second pov (you/your), fluff, tw: violence, established relationship, au - everyone lives / nobody dies, timeline: highschool, headcanon 📅 july 07, 2021 🔗 masterlist

it's not that you were hiding it from then. it just never came up... you may be, could be, actually, an ex gang leader...

. . . SANO MANJIRO

☆ Mikey found out when he decided to have a play fight with you because of course he did.

☆ Snuck up on you and tried to take you down.

☆ He promptly received a jab to the face.

☆ Manjiro stood there, a hand to his bleeding nose, not even able to wince at the extreme pain. If he was any lesser, he would have passed out with just that one hit. If anything, he feels a little dizzy.

“Holy shit, Mikey! I’m sorry! You surprised me!”

☆ Mikey is sure that no normal person would react like that when someone tries to spook them a bit.

☆ As you’re tending to him, Mikey asked the question ringing clear in his head.

"Where did you learn to hit like that?" "Huh? I led a gang before."

☆ Instant blankness of his mind.

☆ His face: 👁👄👁

"... What?" "Oh... I haven't told you before?"

☆ Once the thought completely processes in his mind, Mikey would be jumping around, bouncing in heels and asking you a million questions.

☆ He can’t believe this! This is amazing! His s/o was a gang leader like him as well! Was.

☆ And from the hit and your nonchalance, Manjiro just knows that you were amazing as well. As both a leader and a fighter.

☆ Ever since then, he just keeps on asking fights from you.

☆ Of course he attacks you in full-power, it wouldn’t be fun if he goes easy on you ! (Kidding. He does go easy. He doesn't want you to know he's going easy.)

☆ Tried to drag you into Toman as well.

"Mikey, I want to focus on my studies. That’s why I quit."

☆ He was discouraged. But with your words, perhaps he got more attentive to his own studies.

☆ The news about your past spread within a week and now Takemichi is looking at you in admiration and trailing after you like a little kid—Mikey is jealous and you don’t know if he’s jealous of Takemichi or of you.

☆ He confides in you when some Toman matters come up and he thinks that he can’t deal with it alone.

☆ He never confides in Izana because he hates him with every fiber of his being. He never tells it to Shinichiro either because the man is already busy with his own life.

☆ Also, Mikey just loves talking with you and he loves knowing about the things you once did with your gang.

☆ You were happy. And Manjiro wants to make sure that you’re as happy with him as you were back then with your gang.

. . . RYUUGUJI KEN

☆ You and Draken were just chilling around the empty classroom on the end of the day as Mikey was out playing soccer with the rest when you brought up a past memory.

"Have I ever told you the time I smacked Shion straight into his face and threw him into the river after he pissed me off?"

☆ Ken would just blink, looking up from his magazine. What the fuck did you just say??

☆ Wonders if he was hearing things right.

"He was testing my patience then. Tried on ganging up on me with Black Dragons."

☆ What? What?

☆ He stayed silent until you dropped some terms that clued him in.

☆ Oh, his s/o was once a president of a really infamous long-term gang that’s been around as long as Black Dragons and said s/o also once threw Madarame Shion (8th gen leader of the Black Dragons) into the river after smacking him because he pissed s/o off.

☆ Completely normal. Except it isn’t.

☆ How had he not heard about this before??

☆ Draken would do his own personal investigation about this. He had no idea of this and he came to a startling realization that shit, he doesn’t know you that well.

☆ You caught him asking about you here and there though.

"You know, if you really wanted to know more, you could have asked me, you know?" "Y/n, you can't just drop a bomb on me and expect me not to ask around about it." "I thought you already knew?"

☆ He really didn’t.

☆ But after he got satisfied with his "investigation", he let it be. That was a part of the past now and you made it clear that it was all behind you.

☆ It still makes him pause every single time he thinks about it though.

☆ You? You? Y/n who studies on Sundays and started thinking about what college to go to during the first year? That Y/n was a gang leader? He just can’t wrap his head around it sometimes.

☆ But in some moments, it suddenly makes so much sense.

☆ When Mikey found out, he wouldn’t stop pestering you to join Toman that Draken had to physically cover his mouth and drag him away while mouthing apologies to you.

☆ Mikey learned his lesson after you gave him the “Shion treatment” (which included smacking and throwing him into the river mid-November).

☆ Draken and basically everyone else learned to not mess with you after that.

☆ Though there are some instances that he teases you about it… You are more lenient on him than Mikey, you do love him after all. (You only throw him in the river during summer.)

[ddurandals]

Playing holi w genshin characters

I was writing this as an ask and then I wanted to write more so I decided why not post it. Also this isn't in alphabetical order because I'm a fucking menace to society 🤣

Ayato my God Ayato he has a hydro vision... in holi... inazumans are going to be drowned. But of course homeboy has to keep up appearances that's why he probably will find a couple of hiding spots and snipe people from there. What a Wuss 🙄

kokomi, She probably has a whole strategy planned with her vision man. With gorou as her ally she's going to war. Mind you even if you're on her side watch your back. Those water balloons she throws know no mercy. [Step on m- *slap*]

Diluc is going to get absolutely wrecked by the kids. This emo who has a frown on his face 25 hours 8 days a week has probably never played holi (or smiled) since has dad died.(Guys he's brocken 🥀⛓). (p.s he also forgot to put on oil and now Darknight hero is 💖dazzling💖.)

Childe... another hydro user.... man yk that whale in the fight that fucking oneshotted me.. yeah he's going to use that. Also let's not forget since he can make water daggers, he can probably also make water ammos. Less lethal maybe...MAYBE. [he's also that little bitch who always brings those high pressured pichkari.] (Supporting childe slander on this blog 💯🤌)

Zhongli is one of the old people who play sookhi holi. Oh no somebody drenched him. War flashbacks w osial are coming back 😨. But anyways old man definitely was one of the people who didn't get wet at all. (HOW THE FUC-🤬). Also I want to see this man in a white kurta and colour on his face😍. Artists draw him now. This is a threat🥰. [Spoiler: It was Hu Tao who drenched him.]

Kaeya is that fucking pest who will throw water on you everytime you try to dry yourself. No wonder your dad left you 😒. He will also be one of those people who always use bucket full of cold water. Bitch 😐

Thoma is one of the nice people who let's little kids drench him. He'll definitely ask you if you want color on your face or not[#1 malewife + loml]. He also makes aloo pakode for everyone after the water fight. What an angel. Ilysm I'll def build you sooner or later 😍

Venti passed out drunk on bhaang. That's it.

Honorary mentions-:

Barbara- no more goodie two shoes sister Barbara.😊 Barbatos watch your back. This woman will not show any mercy. No need to be as tall as big sister now that big sister's bowing towards her. Evil barbara arc? New hydro archon. [Don't worry she returns to lovely sister Barbara after annihilating everyone]

Xingqiu- him and chongyun probably definitely teamed up and now it's a battle between Xingqiu+Chongyun and Yun Jin+Xinyan and hu tao [she's our one woman army]

Ningguang and beidou [step on me hot lady pt. 2 & 3]- beidou probably definitely pt2 provoked ningguang and now it's war. Qixing V.S The Crux. It's everyone for themselves. Beidou planning w her crew and Ningguang throwing water balloons from jade chamber.

Klee - she destroyed everyone and everything. Teyvay is no more. There's only an ocean filled with busted water balloons and remaining bombs

Xiao - poor boy doesn't know how to play holi 😔 love dearest darling loml pt.2 What is the use of throwing around water and applying colour to everyone. Verr had to explain to him [give my girl a raise mihoyo 😠] and now that the other adepti tried to apply colour on him he teleported away. As he should 🥰💯 sweetie,darling,dear,love,my one and only [along with 60 other people] .

Itto this man woke up at 4:30 am just to fill up bags full of water balloon and be loaded up with gulal. His gang tried to stop him from carrying so many bags at once but he didn't listen. He tripped and wasted a whole packet of water balloons. Smh. Anyway he made using carry the rest #stopushiabuse #ushilivesmatter

#childeslander

@neetra This is barfi anon here. Hehe it's my first time making a post so if your disappointed [just like my dad] I am shirking off all responsibility.

Also if you see this-:

Kaju katlis are superior or are we gonna have a problem/j [besan ke ladoo taste like sand]