#omg it’s because of daylight savings

[skylark325]

so you know how kimcom have an ‘experience’ in hyunsung’s time in the military and help him get over his trauma? i kinda want to see yjh do that in dokja’s childhood.

both of them going to school together and yjh witnessing 18!dokja shirk into the shadows and keep away from people only for his eyes to come to life when he’s reading three ways. i want yjh to see those bullies going after dokja for reading his life story and beat the daylights out of them for it. he’ll see first hand just how his story saved dokja and try to act all tsundere about it only to feel his heart twist inside.

i want him to become dokja’s first friend and maybe get him into gaming and they can discover those story+fighting games so they both have something they’re interested in and he can make murim dumplings for dokja on his birthday cuz dokja prob spent his birthdays alone and dokja can try to get yjh into three ways so there’s one other person in the fandom only for dokja to realise yjh already knows the story and dokja won’t be alone in his love for the web novel anymore fgshdjdjfmfk

dokja excitedly turning to yjh after the latest update going “omg did you read the latest chapter? joonghyuk is so cool, i can’t believe he won against someone so powerful. as expected of our protagonist.” with a proud smile on his face and yjh watches him with a conflicted expression as his heart twinges because of all the things he wants to say but can’t.

edit: I just realized, watching bby kdj read and go through the story will help yjh come to appreciate and value himself more (one can dream) and understand himself through a different perspective by seeing himself through the eyes of someone who truly loves him.

[transingthoseformers]

Megatron just has the right sort of egotistical brand of crazy to think he can order the war to pause while out of his mind on baby making hormones. Especially if the heat/rut is hiting extra hard on the rebound the rebound because of being suppressed. Howwell the war listens varies by continuity.

Optimus and Megatron are basically garunteed to spark each other up in a record breaking hate frag.

The two are holed up in a cave together unable to donate nanites but desperately needing them. But neither will let mates from the oposit faction in or accept a mate the other defeated. Because their both completely off their tits trying to get satisfaction. Which leads to the most akward video call in the history of either faction.

Tarn gets a call from a beat up and scoched Starscream with a battered Soundwave at his side. He's fully prepared to go into denial over the Death of his Lord™️. Instead he's being briefed on Megatron forgot his dose of suppressors as did Optimus and now the two idiots clanged sparklings into each other. The idiots are both puting off distressed carrier signals but they've imprinted on each other as the sire.

"Tarn you hold the distinction of being the most durable mech loyal to the cause. We need you to sacrifice your virtue to save Lord Megatron's sparklings both the ones he's carrying and the ones he hate fragged into Optimus if need be when the incompetent fools fail to provid a sire who can run the gauntlet with you! Those tinny newsparks are the hope of our species! " Starscream sounds impassioned as well as slightly concussed.

"Sparklings: Lord Megatron's heirs regardless of carrier or sire. Decepticon code donation may cancel out Autobot influence." Soundwave's visor and mask are both badly cracked. His voice statics in and out alarmingly over the comm. "Tarn: last best hope for the Cause."

Tarn is just siting there like he got hit with a board.

Hhxhxhc yes

Yes

These cycles are hitting HARD

They've did it

They've came so many times that they can't provide enough for multiple sparklings (especially if, I'm heading you right, a multiple each), plus the war JUST came to a screeching halt I bet (though I imagine in some areas there will still be fighting)

Omg tarn

Taaaaarn

Soundwave this was such an idea

Taaarn oh no (oh yes) (yes yes)

The most durable mech loyal to the cause

The two adjectives needed the most right now: durable and loyal

:)

Run the gauntlet with you

Honestly I'm torn on who should succeed with him... or if nobody does succeed but Tarn

Because I love the idea of Tarn fucking the daylights out of Optimus too For The Sake Of Megatron's Heirs and having a ✨thought process✨ about it

Plus, SOMEONE needs to take care of these two while not under the influence of a heat/rut Cycle. Make sure they're getting fuel/fluids and all that. Those are important when expending so much energy.

oh tarnnnn

[002yb]

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖Jason with Freckles˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

Dick has a midlife crisis the day he realizes Jason has freckles

Never noticed them before. Were they always there? Maybe it's summertime - do they only come out after sun exposure?

Dick has never felt more cheated by himself

Very much enamored with those freckles

They're darling. They're youthful. They contrast so cutely with how Jason portrays himself and Dick is here for that

Like a switch being flipped, Dick's attention is suddenly a lot more intense. Not so much in a Batman way, but very much adoring and enamored and smitten because little wing

It trips Jason up big time

Jason has always been aware of Dick, so of course he notices the shift to the attention Dick gives him. It's a lot softer? There's an actual aura of sunshine and flowers around Dick as he marvels Jason and it's blinding; the metaphorical sparkles pierce straight through Jason's heart

Jason getting overwhelmed at the positive (?) attention

Jason stuttering over his words and blushing the softest, most darling of pinks across his cheeks

Dick admiring that too because precious

And of course Jason gets self conscious and indignant and petulant in his defensiveness because what the hell does Dick want a fight? Come at him; Jason will put him in the ground

Then Dick smiles and it's Jason who's been put in the ground again because there's nothing more devastating than Dick's smile when it's as genuine as this. Small and crooked and boyish.

Dick laughing at himself for being weird about it and explaining because, 'it's just...never realized you had freckles before.'

And Jason is flummoxed because. What.

'They're cute.'

And you'd think Dick just told Jason that Jason was cute outright with how Jason responds and Dick snickers at that too, because he also never realized how easy Jason blushes, too. He's really handsome, actually!

Just peak wholesomeness with oblivious!Dick and Jason returning to his grave to go rest in it once again just - omfg

And more because whoops the above got away from me:

Jason having freckles that only come out with sun exposure. Doesn't actually get a lot of sun (because Red Hood and he's too busy for daylight), so the freckles don't often have their time to shine.

Cue: Family beach vacation

Dick reapplying sunscreen to Jason's shoulders because this boy is burning and noticing shoulder freckles??

The level of contortion this man would do to see Jason's face after that to see if there are freckles on Jason's face too omg hahahaha

ANd once again marveling Jason. Just a slow smile because it's so darling

Okay let's make Dick more cool sorry the freckle feelings are strong please see @pechaghtlecha art tag you'll understand my frenzy over this:

Okay.

Nope. Changed my mind. Dick cannot be cool. Dorky!Dick.

Peak freckle cliche: Dick drawing constellations out of Jason's freckles

Just Jason working on a case and completely tuning out how Dick keeps messing with him

Occasionally swats at Dick because it tickles, but doesn't register what's happening until he asks Dick a question and Dick doesn't respond

Turns and sees Dick is completely spaced out/distracted

And holding a pen

Eye contact

Jason slapping his hand over his neck because oh what the hell was Dick drawing on him if there's a dick on his throat then Dick can say good-fucking-bye to his chances of Jason taking Dick's dick down said throat.

An abrupt turn in content because what if Dick did LOLOL, but he pulls the constellation bullshit out of his ass to save himself ahhhhhhahaha

Last one:

Where Jason wakes up to a tickle along his arm

Sees Dick idly tracing patterns between his freckles

Drowsy confusion

Jason curling his pinky and ring finger around Dick and stealing his attention

Dick smiling and pressing forward to kiss the freckles on Jason's face in those same mindless patterns until Jason drifts off again

[yuridovewing]

okay so.

alderheart mouths off to a kittypet because he was being rude over him losing a toe. said kittypet jumps him for it, and sparkpelt rushes out to save him. you would think here that maybe alderheart has had some character development and maybe got the stick out of his ass and stops thinking that his sister breathes to spite him?

lmao of course not, he throws another hissy fit cause poor baby got emasculated.

“was she TRYING to rub it in???” she probably just doesnt want you to worry about her considering you got beat up.

how dare sparkpelt be concerned over her brother. what a selfish bitch. i bet shes only doing this for clout somehow. she CLEARLY concieved herself in squirrelflights womb alongside alderheart JUST to steal the spotlight and make him look like a pussy. what an inconsiderate bitch!

little side tangent, it’s quite interesting how sparkpelt was retconned into not wanting skyclan around and totally hating their guts and pushing for xenophobia and hatred when that 100% was not how she was in the first half of the arc. but alderheart’s own hatred for outsiders (in this case, kittypets) is consistent from book 1 to this very scene. and no one cares. because that’s “acceptable” xenophobia. its almost like the erins dont think xenophobia is all that bad actually and its kinda stupid to hone in on sparkpelt being twisted and bent into a strawman in this arc and act like shes the source of xenophobia when this whole damn series has a problem with xenophobia. sparkpelt’s xenophobia is only bad because it’s directed at the “wrong” group. and even then we’re supposed to gasp in horror with twigpaw as she gripes about how weird and bad skyclan is for the daylight warriors and leaders patrolling.

anyways back to alderheart’s tantrum. “we were so close!” oh, were you? this isnt new, youve been bitching about her being a selfish brat since book 1. you complain that she wouldnt understand your unique tortured soul, then you complain that she wants to help? and i guess the right thing to do would be letting you bite the dust. i honestly wish she did. itd be funny.

also the phone works both ways and she has a life. get a grip for fucks sake.

after this they admittedly have a nice moment where alderheart apologizes for being sensitive but it comes after spark is made to apologize for no good reason. so it hits weird. she reassures him about vague prophecy number 37384838. they have a nice chat about larksong.

and then because we need alderheart to have the ultimate w this chapter, a dog attacks sparkpelt and the medic with no training and no good fighting skills is able to epically save her life.

“omg alderheart that was so brave… youre the REAL hero…. youre so cool and awesome……….”

this would have been fine without this bullshit at the end to make alderheart win back his pride and get his sister back for emasculating him.

[phazepheonix]

I’m imagining that they were “late” to feeding because of daylight savings and how that would make Sapnap soooo mad

Omg that's genius and hilarious. So much better than 'the handlers got held up'

[riddle-me-ri]

How would the Riddlers be with an S/O who has cartoon physics powers?

A/N: Ohohohoho hell yeah!!! As an animation nerd there's nothing I love more than wacky ass cartoon physics! This would probably be one of my powers not even gonna lie

Riddlers with A Reader That Possesses Cartoon Physics Powers

Arkhamverse Riddler:

- Oh please, you're insulting him for thinking he would even believe for a moment that you– 

- Wait, wait you just painted that tunnel! 

- Yet when he went up to it Ed ended up hitting a wall…whereas you went through it…

- Why...how does he hear a train??

- Edward pinches his nose. Just how…it didn't make sense…

- Yet, he also lived in a world of meta humans, aliens, and gods...maybe he shouldn't be so surprised. 

- Once the initial shock is over, he's definitely going to use your cartoon physics to his full advantage. 

- Especially your ability to patch him up. 

Reevesverse/Dano Riddler:

- He rolls his eyes at first. 

- It's a really cute idea in theory…

- Although when he saw you balancing yourself on a ledge…

- Only to continue to balance on thin air. 

- You scared the living daylights out of him. 

- It takes a while for him to get used to it, but it still keeps him on edge. 

- He’s glad you’re able to protect yourself to some degrees

- But he would appreciate it if you wouldn’t raise his blood pressure for unnecessary reasons. 

Gotham Riddler:

- Oh please..

- Listen a lot of weird things have happened in Gotham...but there's no way…

- Are...are you walking on thin air after walking off the roof? 

- How? How? Omg please don't look down–AH 

- As interesting as this development is, his stress levels for your safety goes up to 11. 

- Just because you have a higher chance of coming out of situations unscathed…

- Doesn't mean he won't worry.

- He will also be adamant that no one else finds out about these abilities of yours. 

- He can think of a handful of people who would love to take advantage of it.

BTAS Riddler: 

- Cartoon physics, you say?

- Like going through painted black holes?

- Being flattened but coming out unscathed? 

- Yep, all that and more. 

- He's intrigued from the start 

- When you show him all the basics; teleporting black holes, painting tunnels, walking on air, plugging guns the usual suspects.

- He's in awe, you…you're amazing!

- Eddie is super impressed and feels even luckier to have you on his side.

- You're as strong as Batman! 

- He feels so lucky to have you

- And he's relieved you have a way to defend yourself. 

- It is Gotham after all. 

Zero Year/Capullo Riddler:

- He's going to be highly skeptical at first. 

- So he will make you prove him wrong.

- What do you mean you don't want to? You got too!

- He won't leave you alone unless you walk on clouds without falling down, if you can go through painted walls or if you can straighten out a flattened limb!

- He will preemptively shoot a gun at you, of course expecting you to plug the barrel with your finger. 

- When you do and the barrel inevitably explodes on itself. You wipe away the gun powder with no hesitation. 

- Meanwhile Ed is speechless (for once)

- But he's stupid excited now.

- He is going to take full advantage of this. 

Twojar Riddler:

- He chuckles begrudgingly, you and your extremely imaginative ideas…

- That is until he saw your physics save your life in real time. 

- You two were out on a date and you went to cross the street. 

- Edward had a heart attack when that car struck you 

- Yet your body just contoured to the car's silhouette…

- It was slightly unnerving to see but…you were alive somehow! 

- You were pretty embarrassed that that was how he saw your physics in action. 

- At first he was in disbelief but now he's grateful for them, if they are a means to keep you safe in Gotham. 

- Also fully expect him to reuse those teleporting black holes when he needs a quick get away. 

Gotham City Sirens Riddler:

- He really shouldn't be surprised. 

- If it was anyone else, he probably wouldn't bat an eye.

- But his own s/o? Well that's different. 

- He'll be skeptical but intrigued..

- You grab a bucket of black paint, yet when painted on the wall it turns into a scenery of Gotham Park.

- When you two walk through it, Eddie's pretty stunned. 

- However, nothing moved him more than when you grabbed another bomb straight from the air to keep him from being hit…

- Yet when it exploded you were just covered in soot with spiky and smoked hair.

- He is still not used to you defying gravity or your lack of pain recognition but…as long as you're okay…in the end.

- It's all that matters…even if it drives him bonkers sometimes. 

Telltale Riddler: 

- Much like Arkham Riddler, he'll think you're just messing with him. 

- Please just stop wasting his time, if you want his attention oh so badly, grab him that tool.

- Before he knows it you hand that exact tool to him. 

- At first, this Edward doesn't take notice. 

- Albeit after the next couple of requests…and you not moving an inch away from his side…

- Edward is irritated. How are you doing that?

- He's speechless when he sees you just pulling something from behind your back. 

- He told you to turn around so your hack faced him and yet, you only pulled something from your front. 

- Maybe there is something to your…claim of possessing the ability of cartoon physics.

Young Justice Riddler:

- You mean…those silly Saturday morning cartoons? 

- He's hesitant to believe, but like other Riddlers, he lives among meta-humans, aliens, and gods so…it really shouldn’t be that hard to believe. 

- If anything he thinks its pretty fascinating all around. 

- The way your body contorts to whatever it impacts. 

- How you can defy gravity as long as you don’t look down.

- Your limbs stretch, shrink, and twist as if there were no bones. 

- He’s also grateful for your powers. 

- You’ll be able to protect yourself, even if it’s in a comedic way. 

- It’s very impressive to pull an impactful punch and a punchline at the same time. 

Hush (DCAU) Riddler: 

- Similar to Dano Riddler, he thinks it's cute when you first mention it. 

- However, his heart leapt into his throat when you plugged your finger into a barrel of a gun to protect him one night. 

- Only to have the gun implode on itself.

- Or whenever it seemed like you broke a bone or a joint you just cracked it back together. 

- He's stunned but amazed. 

- Like other Riddlers he is assured to know that you have a way to defend yourself if he's not there. 

- But please just stop walking on air like that

- It unsettles him and he doesn't not want to be there in case you do look down.

[tom-whore-dleston]

life in plastic 👠 - enemies to lovers w/ marc spector; “I have the feeling that you’re trying not to kiss me and I give you permission to just do it.” 👀

congrats again jordan, to the next 900 followers ❤️🥂

God Damn that Marc Spector

Pairing: Marc Spector x f. reader

Genre: fluff/rom-com

Be aware of: enemies to lovers (?), SamBucky wedding, hella banter, alcohol consumption, Sam and Bucky are DRONK, accidental confession, making out, suggestiveness, Steven and Jake are not present

Summary: You grow closer to the man you hate when both of your best friends marry one another.

Word Count: 2k

Notes: omg Isla, please forgive me for how late I am to writing this 😭😭 I was starting to lose hope in finishing this but a sudden burst of inspo came and now I will be having Marc brain rot for the rest of the century dlkgjaldkhg thank you again for the request and I love you forever bb 😘🫶 Huge thank you to @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog for looking over it when I first started writing this and to @yummymatcha for being my Marc hype woman and beta-reader!! Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

Marc Spector was a name that made your eyes burn from how hard you rolled them every time you heard it. Even the thought of him and his shit eating grin made you want to pound your fist against a wall. However, you never did because he wasn’t worth bruising your knuckles nor putting a fresh dent in the wall. 

Years ago, your best friend, Sam, and his boyfriend, Bucky, set you and Marc up on a blind date. They figured that if they set up their best friends together, you all could go on fun double dates together. It was only five minutes into your blind date when you both realized how much you and Marc hated one another. Bucky and Sam were disappointed that it didn’t work out between you both so they tried to keep you both at a distance. That was until they got engaged.

It was no surprise that Sam asked you to be his maid of honor and Bucky asked Marc to be his best man. This also meant that you and Marc had to collaborate on making sure the wedding was absolutely perfect. The only obstacle you had to pass was not killing each other before the big day.

The first few times you met with Marc, you resisted the urge to stab him with the nearest object because of his sarcastic remarks. The only thing keeping you from murdering Marc in daylight was the image of your best friend beaming with his new life long partner all thanks to the work you did for him. Eventually, you learned to settle your differences with Marc and work as a team.

By the time Sam and Bucky’s wedding arrived, you and Marc watched your best friends become married. Thankfully, neither of you had a scratch or stab wound in sight. The rest of the wedding was full of love, laughter, and many, many drinks. You and Marc may have had a hard time seeing eye to eye in the beginning, but the one thing you could both agree on was an open bar all night. Unfortunately, it did lead to both Bucky and Sam getting wasted.

The newlyweds couldn’t make their grand exit out the banquet hall because they were stumbling over their steps. As maid of honor and best man, you and Marc stepped in to escort Bucky and Sam to their honeymoon suite at the top floor. While in the elevator, Sam turned to you with his eyelids half open.

“Hey,” he whispered loudly, despite only the four of you occupying the elevator lift. “Did you finally tell Marc that you like him?”

“What?!” you shrieked, face warming up like a tea kettle over fire. Although you fought to avoid Marc’s gaze, you already knew he was snickering with his hands on his hips. Meanwhile, Bucky stared off into space, watching the floor numbers change.

“What do you mean ‘what?’ You literally told me that you were going to take that tie off of him and wrap it around his wrists so you could-”

Ding!

Saved by the bell.

You sighed, “Alrighty, you and Bucky are clearly drunk so let’s get you both to bed.” As the elevator doors opened, you and Marc dragged Bucky and Sam out towards their suite at the end of the hall. Sam giggled hysterically.

“Oh my god, Sam, Marc is soooooo hot!” He pitched his voice so it matched yours. You gritted your teeth as your lips turned into a thin line. He may have been your best friend, but right at that moment, you wanted to murder him more than the man you actually hated.

“Sam, gimme the key so I don’t have to search your pockets.”

“I know who’s pants you want to search though.” Your best friend looked at his equally drunk husband, both of them bursting into a fit of cackles. God, it felt like dealing with two 12-year-olds in grown up bodies. Finally, Marc jumped in.

“C’mon, Sammy.” The exhaustion was apparent in Marc’s voice. “Today has been a blast, but me and the lady need some sleep and would rather do anything other than babysitting you two.”

Sam blew a raspberry in Marc’s face. “What a party pooper.” He rummaged through his pockets, pulling out the key. Your best friend turned to you. “You sure, you wanna bang this guy?”

Blowing off his comment, you snatched the key from him, hovering it over the sensor on the door. As the door unlocked, you glanced over to Marc, mouthing a sincere thank you, in which he just winked smugly at you. 

You and Marc managed to guide Bucky and Sam towards the giant king size bed. Bucky and Sam didn’t bother shedding off their tuxes before climbing onto the bed and immediately falling asleep. Loud snores echoed throughout the bedroom, taking that as your sign to escape quickly without a peep.   

“Well, that was interesting.” Marc huffed out a breath of relief. You both chuckled in unison without looking at one another. 

“That’s Sam for you,” you added. “He talks out of his ass when he’s drunk.” The two of you began walking slowly to the elevator, trying to stall time so you could have more quality time together. By the time you reached the elevator, Marc cleared his throat.

“I don't know about you, but I’m starving. I barely ate during dinner and I have a huge craving for curly fries. Care to join me?” Your stomach rumbled as he mentioned dinner. The same dinner you also neglected since the steak you were looking forward to eating was a little too well for your liking. You nodded, stepping into the elevator before Marc.

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

On the way to the nearest fast food joint that was surprisingly still open, you and Marc talked about the wedding, including all the pros and cons. It was safe to say that the wedding was an overall success, minus Bucky and Sam taking advantage of the open bar. You shared a few laughs with Marc while reminiscing on every single moment of the day. Even though he kept his eyes glued to the road, you took in the way they crinkled when he concentrated. 

Then, you began to notice other features that never crossed your mind. He would lightly bite his tongue after hearing your giggles. He’d also run his hand through his dark hair when there was a moment of silence. A few gray hairs peeked through on the side of his head, even on the stubbles of his beard. 

Yes, Marc was an extremely handsome man, and also yes, he was starting to grow on you. However, you still couldn’t shake yourself from the blind date that made you hate him all these years. Deep down, you knew it wasn’t fair to hold that grudge, especially with all the progress you have made with Marc. But were you truly ready for something more with the man that gave you hell?

“Hey, sweet pea, what’s on your mind?” That nickname gave you butterflies every time he called you that. He didn’t start referring to you as sweet pea until you started planning the wedding and demanded the DJ to play “Sweet Pea” by Amos Lee as part of the grand entrance playlist.

You brushed your thoughts off with a short laugh. “Oh, I was just thinking about what to order. I’m debating between a sandwich or cheeseburger. Or anything with cheese at this point.”

“Quite the inner conflict, I bet,” Marc joked. “Whatever you want, go ahead and order it. It’s all on me.”

“What? Are you sure?” 

“Don’t worry about it, sweet pea. I know you were swamped today so let me treat you.” Your cheeks warmed up and your palms grew clammy. 

“Thank you, Marc! Really, I appreciate you for having my back.” Suddenly, your hand was engulfed by Marc’s, his thumb grazing yours gently. 

“Consider this a second chance date.”

As you headed back to the hotel, you ate your meals in silence. “Sweet Pea” blasted through the speakers and Marc caught you swaying to the song out of the corner of his eye, your cheeks filled with bites from your cheeseburger. He smiled to himself as he kept driving, sipping on his soda.

Once you arrived back, you had finished eating and fell into the typical fast food coma. You cursed as you exited Marc’s car, the frosty air biting at your exposed arms and legs. Marc rushed to your side, slipping off his jacket and draping it around your shoulders. The heat and smell from his body transferred onto you as you buried yourself into the jacket. A new sensation coursed through your veins, a sensation that you typically felt while thinking of Marc late in the evening. You tried your hardest to ignore it as he walked you to your room.

By the time you were in front of your room, you didn’t want to let go of the warm jacket, nor did you want to let go of this moment with the man you were trying hard to get out of your head. As you were returning the jacket to Marc, he shook his head and pushed it back towards you.

“Go ahead and keep it, sweet pea. I’ll come back and get it in the morning.” He gazed up and down your frame, thinking about how adorable you looked swimming in the jacket.

“Oh, okay. Good, I was still cold anyway.” You fought the urge to stare into his gorgeous gaze. All of a sudden, you were frozen. Your hand tried to reach for the room key in your clutch, but an invisible force was holding you back. Actually, it was just Marc using just one finger to lift your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. 

“I have the feeling that you’re trying not to kiss me and I give you permission to just do it.” This caused you to blink in bewilderment.

“Uhh…excuse me?” You couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.

“Second chance date. Remember?”

You rolled your eyes and backed away from him. “Jesus, Marc, you’re exasperating.”

“Ooh, that’s a big word.” Marc laughed. “I may be exasperating but at least I’m not the one lying to myself.”  

Your blood was boiling. For once, you were actually having a more than decent time with him and he decided to ruin it with his stupid remarks. You wanted to spit another insult in his face. You wanted to slap him, punch him even. Instead, you yanked him towards you by the collar and slotted your lips against his.

All logic flew out the window as you pressed your chest against his as his arms wrapped around your waist. His kiss was so intoxicating you could have fainted from the way his tongue slid across your lower lip. Your tongues tangled passionately, all the built up tension releasing for your mind and body. Marc pinned you against the door frame, causing you to snap back to your senses. You pulled away from Marc, catching your breath and straightening your posture.

“Well, there you go.” You threw your hands in the air. “Happy?”

“Unfortunately, no. You didn’t give me a chance to kiss you more.”

“Well, that’s too bad because it’s not gonna happen again.” You reached into your clutch for your room key. 

“You sure about that?” Marc asked rhetorically. You paused as Marc leaned his side against the wall. For a brief moment, you actually considered kissing him again right then and there. But where was the fun in that?

You scoffed and shook your head. “Good night, Marc.” Once your room key scanned against the door sensor, you wiggled the doorknob and retreated to your room, not bothering to glance back at Marc’s cheeky smirk. 

You shimmied out of the oversized jacket, throwing it over the armrest of the love seat. Then, you changed out of your dress and into a baggy t-shirt and sweatpants. Yet, the touch of Marc’s hands still lingered on your body. No matter how long you brushed your teeth for, your lips still savored the bittersweetness of his mouth. And you found yourself longing for at least one more taste.

God damn that Marc Spector!

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[alexanderlightweight]

Happy Wednesday!

If it tickles your fancy, I would love, love, love, love, love a fic of any flavor in the Mob Wife Alexander Lightwood universe you just casually yeeted onto my dashboard because that's obviously going to live in my head rent free for the next many moons. <3

(What a world omg)

Laws i love this verse so it will always tickle my fancy to get prompts and saeth keeps sending me things that boost my interest. Well this is definitely a flavor in that verse and I hope you enjoy it because it took a turn I didn’t imagine it taking.

Seriously I never planned this character to be in the fic or ever write from their pov and then it was like ‘oh hey interesting let’s do it”.

So this is basically an interlude after Alec’s figured he could either be a bodyguard or a boytoy and only one of those gets to flirt and touch Magnus all night.

Simon pov (he’s an unreliable narrator, prone to rambling, anxiety and dramatic and humorous interludes and he lacks so much info)

Alec is just like: I would just like to get back to my husband. he doesn’t sleep as well when I’m gone, so please talk as little as possible and just listen first.

Simon: I’m so glad I can’t breathe. If I move he’ll kill me.

(also mob wife is an occupation not a gender role but Simon doesn’t get that… yet)

—

“Simon.”

And Simon shivers because Alec Lightwood doesn’t need to raise his voice to be terrifying.

And Simon is terrified.

Officially.

But also not overwhelmingly so.

Because he’s also finally seventy percent sure Alec won’t kill him, which is much better than the fifteen percent Simon thought it was until recently.

Though in a crisis, he’s also the one Simon wants to hide behind.

Even in the beginning, Simon’s chances were always better with Alec, even if they both complained about it.

“Okay, yeah right. I’m Simon.” He hears himself say and he reminds himself to take a breath even though he doesn’t need to.

A lack of heartbeat and oxygen only mean that even Simon’s own body won’t save him from panic anymore.

“Yes? I know you’re Simon.”

And Alec says it like it's an obvious conclusion but Simon is just really happy to hear him say it, especially without a threat.

Because Alec isn’t the kind of person who is casual with most people and Simon is almost nothing to him.

Sometimes Simon worries he’s just another body to Alec — one in the congo-line-of-lovers that Izzy has had — but then Izzy reminds him he’s the only boyfriend Alec’s bothered to remember the name of.

And Simon is also one half of Clary’s package deal and boy, that sure did him no favors when they first met.

He takes pride in it.

“Simon—“ Alec says and he’s sighing, deep and long and Simon wonders if his inattention and eagerness has once again doomed his — now second — attempt at living.

Well living while being dead but Simon might actually stay dead this time if he lets his thoughts keep going.

“The greenhouse?” Alec is asking him and Simon wonders why until he remembers how much he hates Alec’s office.

The greenhouse is the only other place Alec takes official meetings.

And something shivers down Simon’s spine.

Because Alec doesn’t even like him but he’s noticed Simon’s dislike.

This is an Alec that’s trying to be careful.

So just how much does Alec notice? Simon wonders and the little part of his brain that he’s learned can save his life tingles.

Where does it end?

“For the love of, Simon sit the fuck down and breathe every fifth count.”

Simon finds himself on the hard marble of the Institute’s unfamiliar greenhouse floor. His head between his knees and a too heavy hand roughly smacking his back in sets of five.

There is brightness on his face when he finally opens his eyes.

“This is sunlight!” He accuses angrily, because he finally trusted Alec a full seventy percent and now this.

Betrayal!

“Simon you’re a daylighter. You were blasted by the soul sword and survived. You’re fine.”

And Alec doesn’t sound sympathetic and Simon winces because well—

Okay yeah. That’s fair.

Plus Alec has seen Simon drunkenly dance naked in the sun and that is a memory neither of them talk about.

It actually calms Simon down, because if Alec refrained from killing him when he plastered his naked body to Alec’s and yelled ‘teach me how to fight future brother-in-law!” Alec had in fact, spared his life.

First by not killing him.

And secondly, for not telling Magnhs that Simon’s no-good-very-bad-brain decided it was perfectly reasonable to cop a feel of Alec’s ass with vampiric strength.

It’s not a bad ass.

A little flat but very muscular with thighs that could break a neck and Simon tries very hard not to work himself back into a panic.

He does not need Alec Lightwood bringing him down from a panic attack while he thinks about how he nakedly gropped Magnus’ Bane husband’s ass hard enough that Alec had sighed and in the medical bay he’d dragged Simon to, activated an iratze.

“Magnus is going to know that these marks aren’t his.” Alec had said casually, “and he’s not going to like it. I really didn’t like it. You certainly didn’t like it either, if you know what’s good for you. So therefore, this never happened.”

And Simon is never ever going to tell even Clary that he did like it.

He’d liked it very much and he’d suddenly understood Magnus’ instant obsession.

Which had turned into a new crisis.

Because Simon’s taste is apparently Lightwood’s.

Which is not helpful for his continued life expectancy.

Because it will either be Izzy for eyeing up her married brother, Magnus for eyeing up his husband, and Alec for Simon’s sheer audacity.

“Simon, do I need to get someone else?”

“No!” Simon manages to get out because Alec Lightwood-Bane can never find out that he snapped out of the panic attack three minutes ago and almost sent himself into another panic attack because of said man’s ass. “I’m good. I’m good.”

Alec doesn’t look impressed but Simon knows he must not look very impressive.

He doesn’t take it personally.

Alec isn’t impressed by anyone besides Magnus, unless he’s impressed by someone’s stupidity.

And that never turns out well.

“Okay, so what can I do you for? I mean for you. What can I do for you?”

Alec is eyeing him like Simon is Magnus’ awful snake Baby.

Which is rude.

Because Simon has seen Alec with that nasty little worm and Alec is much nicer to Baby than he is to anyone besides Magnus and Madzie.

“Okay so listen carefully. This is a lot of information I’m going to give tou. Magnus has several identities in the mundane world. Some of them are linked legally but most of them are involved and hold a great deal of power in mundane crime groups.”

“Magnus is a mob boss!” Simon gasps out in giddy delight and then Alec is ruining his joy like the grumpy dilf he is.

The grumpy dilf he is not.

Because Simon doesn’t even know what a dilf is and he’s never been so glad that Alec can’t read his mind.

“No Simon. He’s not actually running a mob or gang or whatever else you’re thinking. He’s simply a powerful individual and is known for his information and skills and he has a lot of money. Nobody wants to be on his bad side. Everyone wants to be on his good side. So he has the authority of someone high-up and even the mundanes behave in Brooklyn. I personally don’t really care how Magnus got his status or how he maintains it.”

And Simon has so many questions but Alec has his—

if-you-interrupt-me-I’m-shoving-my-hand-through-your-chest-and-exiting-with-your-heart

— look on his face.

And Simon has seen that security footage. So he stays silent.

“It’s a persona that most High Warlocks do. Create identities in the mundane underbelly of their territories. Make sure the mundanes fear and respect them enough that they can come and go freely. They need to be trusted to keep an eye on any slip-ups. And no, they’re not undercover. They’re not doing the mundanes work for them.

“But Magnus and I quite honestly don’t care. We protect mundanes from the shadowworld, not from themselves. If the mundanes want to kill themselves and each other, that’s their problem. So long as they only do it in mundane ways and not with ties to the shadowworld. We don’t need the clave coming down here, bristling about the accords anytime soon, or anytime at all.”

And Simon swallows because he understands how serious this is, intimately.

Aldertree was sent by the clave.

He remembers Aldertree.

Izzy remembers Aldertree.

A lot of people remember Aldertree.

So he keeps focused, listening to the hummingbird-wing-beat of Alec’s pulse under his words.

“Magnus has done this for centuries. He knows what he’s doing. But we’d both prefer if I could go with him in the future.”

And Simon is practically vibrating because he’s nearly positive that he’s about to get a padawan.

Which, even in such a serious situation, is amazing!

“Which means I need to know more about modern mundane culture than I do.” Alec is grimacing and Simon knows it’s a testament to just how much Alec loves Magnus that he’s doing this.

“Magnus gets by because he has centuries of knowledge but I’ll need a crash course. And no Simon, I cannot read your mind.” Alec Lightwood’s eye roll continues to be a thing of beauty and Simon feels his undead soul un-die a little more. Because Alec definitely can’t read minds.

Or Simon wouldn’t continue existing.

“Look, Magnus and I went over a list of all the questions you might possibly ask. He gave me the answers so I didn’t have to waste time. We both agreed you’d be the best to ask, since you spend the most time around young adult mundanes. And you’re popular with your peers.”

Simon feels like he’s dreaming or maybe died again.

Except this is a much nicer if not possibly a more traumatizing experience than his first death so Simon concludes it has to be real.

His luck is always this bad.

“Magnus thought and I agreed that it would be just you and I, you tend to—“ and Alec trails off and Simon has a moment where he wishes he’d never drank Jace’s blood.

Because Alec is trying to be considerate.

Because he’s trying not to say that Simon can’t handle being in the same room with both of them after the incident.

It’s mortifying.

“Right, so do I need to call Magnus so he can join us?” And Alec looks very serious, eyes dark and calm and without a flicker of anger or of true concern. Alec is a good leader not because he cares but because he makes himself act regardless of care.

It took a while for Simon to realize that sometimes the people who care the most are the ones who let you down the worst.

And Simon winces, because Alec does look incredibly tired compared to when Simon saw him… however long ago.

“No sorry. I’m good, just a surprise. But like a good surprise, it’s like I’m Q and—“ and Simon trails off with a sigh because there’s no point and he is shocked when Alec runs his big hands over his scruffy perfect Lightwood face.

Or maybe it’s his Trueblood genes.

Whatever.

“Yes, okay fine. Simon you can be Q. But if you call me 007 or whistle that obnoxious tune I will give you cause to regret it.”

“You know 007?” Simon actually gasps, because this might truly be some epic dream and he doesn’t even register the threat.

Well, his hindbrain does and it’s screaming, but Simon can’t listen to it over the shockhold Alec’s words have put him in.

“Simon, consider who my husband is. Just for a minute.”

And Simon does consider it.

He considers how a delighted and charmed Magnus would coax Alec into ‘research’ for his ‘undercover excursion into the mundane world’.

“Oh my god.” Simon barely breathes out, “Magnus made you marathon them.”

And Alec is gritting his teeth. Simon can hear the grind of his incisors and he swallows, hard.

“Right. Absolutely no mentions of triple digits or shockingly appropriate theme songs.”

And Simon’s death flashes—

hunger the dirt the gnawing-bite-thirst-trap-feed of hunger and Clary’s screams

— before his eyes when Alec gives an exasperated sigh.

The moment passes and Alec is giving him a begrudging yet judgmental look.

“It’s often that the criminal part of mundane life is where the shadow world slips over. Magical drugs slip into mundane ones, easy money, anything goes. And no one cares about that except sometimes it leaves evidence. Unexplainable evidence that mundanes want explained. Right now Magnus is chasing a new rumor; and we’d like for me to be able to go with him.”

This is quite possibly the single coolest thing Simon has ever been involved in.

“So are you going in as his bodyguard? A new dealer of some super magic drug? Oh. My. God. Alec, are you going to be a rival boss or something coming in? Or a hitman? Are you going in as Magnus’ cleaner?”

And Alec is staring at Simon like he’s actually truly lost it.

Which Simon doesn’t get. They’re all obviously the best and most understandable choices.

“Simon, Magnus is my husband. Obviously I’m his mob wife.”

And Simon can’t breathe, but he feels the oxygen knocked out of his lungs.

Because Alexander Gideon Lightwood-Bane — a man who has prevailed heavily in both Simon’s nightmares and his recent and most horrifying wet dreams — wants to learn how to be a proper mob wife.

“Oy vey.” Simon manages to get out and then he looks up at Alec and blinks at his too-tall, too-powerful body.

And wonders how he’s supposed to guru Alec into anything that can pass as what middle-aged criminals will consider a wife.

Mob or otherwise.

Later they’re finally finishing up their first crash course and Alec looks worse than he did with his own arrow through his chest.

But he escorts Simon out, ordering his shadowhunters absently to various duties and checking in as he passes and Simon takes it in with a sudden wonderment.

Simon’s seen more changes of leadership in his short time as a part of the shadowworld than is normally seen in a generation.

And he got a much more up-close and unwanted personal view of how badly it can go.

And Alec is… he’s surprisingly really great. Even if Simon only has shitty examples to compare him to and so when Simon is walking out into the sun and Alec is going through a portal that appears out of nowhere, he lets his guard down and mutters.

“He’s so totally M.”

And just before the portal warps out of existence, Simon’s hearing picks up a quiet, irritated—

“Simon.”

And he winces.

Alec’s senses are frightening and Simon is a vampire.

[woozten-x]

omg finishing twinkling watermelon is like the end of summer. the weather gets colder, the allergies get worse...

but thats okay because everything feels much calmer and you even get that extra hour of sleep (aka daylight savings).

but twinkling watermelon has to be a masterpiece thus far, and i love yichan and chungah chemistry SO much. hyunwook's acting was top tier, especially during yichan's vulnerable moments. actually the greatest kdrama i have seen this year :,) - this drama made me tear up and cry so muchshshs

hyunwook giving me weak hero class trauma... i think yall know what im talking about ahah. anyway, yichan has to be one of my favorite characters that hyunwook has played. (ofc ill be looking forward to more roles he plays hehe. hi cookie will be next on my list)

the characters in twinkling watermelon are GREAT, and very relatable on certain levels. i love the portrayal in the kdrama so much, i would highly recommend to anyone who needs a refreshing kdrama with a good balance of comedy and angst/slice of life.

[wilsons-hotlittleprettyboymouth]

Hiiiii ♡♡♡

1-what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

12- what’s some good advice you want to share?

25-fave season and why?

Omg nim thank you for putting the whole questions in the ask, I should’ve done that for yours but didn’t think abt it 😭

1 - since anyone who touches my blog with a ten foot pole hears about all the bad things that shaped me, here are some good ones!:

1) in high school I quit band because the director was a huge dick, which opened up free time for me to try choir. After one class I was withdrawn from beginner choir and put into advanced. The (openly gay) director was kind and encouraging and refused to let me badmouth my voice. Forced me to engage. Up until this point I’d been incredibly insecure, even my stepdad would change the radio station if I started to sing along. Opening up my singing confidence also opened up my making friends confidence for the first time. It is because of that director that I went on to meet my partner doing karaoke and then had the chance to sing at Carnegie Hall (probably the #1 experience of my life). I hope I never forget how much I owe him.

2) one of my favorite people in the world is my middle & high school Russian teacher! He was an ex Soviet soldier from Belarus and an incredibly kind and happy older man. Not only did I get a decent education in Russian history and propaganda at a young age, but it permanently blasted through any US propaganda that demonizes all Russians. I learned about the world, the kinds of things that interest me, and to have compassion first and foremost.

3) when I was a kid I LOVED making desserts, to the point that my dad kept packs of instant muffin mix and boxed brownie mix in the house for when I came over every weekend. I’d jazz it up long before I really understood what I was doing. I gave up on my love for baking and cooking for a long time because it just wasn’t possible in my living situations, but now I’m a baker. And a really good one. I wish I’d put two and two together sooner, honestly.

12 - the world is full of experiences you wouldn’t even realize are normal to some people, and all people are truly human at heart. Everyone has a reason for doing everything that you don’t approve of, and the vast amount of the time it isn’t their fault that they reason that way. Don’t forget that you’ve also made plenty of panicked, quick decisions that had consequences for yourself and others, and the feelings that cause these poor decisions feel very very compelling in the moment. Before you decide someone is irredeemable, look for a way to view their actions with pity first. We all deserve it to some degree.

25 - I’m actually sort of famous among people who know me as being incredibly excited for every single season. It’s part of my charm. I think my favorite is spring, though. Mostly because the comfortable temperature is a huge relief — bitter cold messes with my nerve pain — and daylight savings makes me feel like I’m on straight up speed. It’s really a logistical preference, because I’m an incredibly festive person about every season equally.

[loustyleshtommo]

I want Haylor to fake a comeback for reputation (Taylor’s Version) sooooo bad. Do the most campy, red herring comphet to ever exist for the whole promo season of that last re-release era (looking deliriously gleeful because they have a M-A-S-T-E-R-P-L-A-N.) Then when Taylor Swift (Taylor’s Version) finally comes out at midnight, Harry also releases Harry Styles (Harry’s Version) but it won’t be a re-release of HS1. It’s just gonna be new banger after banger about how he never got over his first love, who is the same person as the love of his life, who got him through the darkest nights over and over again. The hets will eat it up like omg Haylor endgame for real right now.

Then at sunrise, Harry will just casually drops a bonus track (ft. Louis Tomlinson) where Louis shows up at the very last moment of the song to steal the whole show like he did in 1D’s Something Great. Everyone would be like WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??? is 1D reunion imminent?

An hour later on Daylight Saving Time (Same number on the clock as when the sun has risen.), Taylor posts a video of Karlie Kloss being her gorgeous self with the caption: ��if you ask me if I love him, I’d lie.”

[star-girl69]

my day was great until my insides started to eat themselves ‼️ i stayed up until 4 because i forgot abt daylights savings time and woke up at 1030 and then i went to visit my moms friend who just had a baby and the baby is SO CUTE UGH i wanted to hold her but i was scared she would shit on me and then i went and bought an ipad with my birthday money yummy yummy 😁😇

i don't have to be at school long tomorrow because i'm leaving at 10 for an ortho appointment and then i'm taking my permit test for the 2nd time at 12:30 😈 sadly i have english because our schedule is all messed up bc of state testing but it's whatever because I won't be at school ALL day at least 🤷‍♀️

— 🐚

REALLLLLL where i work at the assisted living home so many of the residents overslept bc they forgot to reset their clocks 😭😭😭😭

I LOVE BABIES OMG YOURE SO REAL FOR NOT WANTING TO HOLD HER LMAOOOOOO

omg ipad so fun i need to charge my ipad thanks for reminding me

LUCKYYYYY IM AT SCHOOL RN 😭😭😭 i wish it was another weekend 💔💔 i hope english is good!!!

[thetentaclecommander]

This is an 18+ blog. Pretty much anything under the Ao3 archive warnings section, and then some can and will likely be represented here, so no histrionics, plz. I don't have a DNI or 'required reading' but do have 'things' listed at post bottom in case they are like deal breakers or whatever so you cannot say you weren't given advance warning as to my content. *I will not waste my time reading DNIs or Carrds. The block button is a great (sex) toy and you are free to use it at will. I sure as hell do.* +++ FAQ Who is this? Hi, I’m TTC

I write Nemesis and Jill boning a lot. For the plot, supposedly. Been doing so forever ago. What are you? An immortal sentient tentacle who moonlights as a jaded fandom old. I can and will out-drink you. What other names have you've gone by? I've lovingly been called That Tentacle and Server Satan. I'm a walking kink-filled perv factory full of bad ideas, hence the names. + What fics do you write? Fic list for the Devil's Saga AU. The Ships in the AU My AO3 + Tags for Blog Navigation Here. + (Con't under the cut for more general info and disclaimers)

Why is...this? Because I want to see more Nemesis/Jill content, and it’s a bitch to find. Also, after years of putting off even joining Tumblr, I wanna share my AU and keep this crack ship alive. Maybe even fanwank on my thoughts about Toll and Onery or even on Jill, the long-suffering bad bitch that Cap keeps forgetting has a compelling storyline right there. But this is mostly just blatant shilling of my AU + What’s your fandoms? Resident Evil. To be clear, I mainly stan RE3: Nemesis, not the remake one. The 1999 one. But in general, I like this goofy series, boulders, nonsense science, bad plot, and all. I do like other stuff that I might occasionally reblog. Could be silly shit like Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel or Arcane to heavy shit like BTD. I'm random like that. + Format of each post: A snippet, a link to Ao3. I’ll list any pertinent CWs if needed. My fics tend to be 18+ some of them marked with Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings and DD:DNE (ie unapologetically dark shit cause RE is a survival horror franchise), so keep that in mind. I might drop early snips; I haven’t decided on that yet. + Is Nemmy -ever- nice in your fics? Pffft (well, he’s 'nice' in bursts, as in a burst of tentacles through Brad’s face). In seriousness, in my take on him, he’s complicated, having the ability to be ""kind"", and ""caring"" but is a Tyrant through and through - basically closer to canon. I like canonical villains and I like my monsters monstrous and, at times, barely grasping that human/monster line. Expect infestations and murder. + What is your stance on RE3: Nemesis (1999) and RE3 (2020)? 1. remake Carlos got the glow up omg 2. Jill was sassy in both and I do love og but ngl remake!Jill was so done and I feels her 3. the monsterfucker vibes was mostly immaculate 4. og Nemesis was hotter and scarier. 3make massacred my boy (I don't judge those that like 3make, but maaan my boi T.T) like my biggest gripe along with the cut content was the game missing the point of Nemmy entirely reducing him to an annoying superman jumping nuisance and honestly lessening the N/J shippy vibes for me + Do you do fic requests? RPs? No. I simply don’t have the focus/time to do requests or things outside of my stories. I write what I want when I want. + Do you do DMs or Asks? I just flit in the night and talk when I feel like it. I prefer all convos in the broad daylight on public posts. But I’ll open my Asks. Be stupid, and I’ll simply close them. Capisce? Also if you DM me wastes of time things like 'Hi', 'hello' - the kinda shit ppl mock on dating sites especially with a pretty much blank profile, you'll be blocked. In fact, I block pretty freely as I value my time. + Don't Whine, You Know What I'm About [Disclaimers To Save People Time] This Tentacle posts here: -sex acts that ranges from soft to oh gods please don’t kill me -urk- -tentacle murder/parasitic 'fun'/horrible things occurring -high/low brow story drama (think Gothic Horror-esque) -crack ships mixed in with canon with zero regard about their 'purity' -monsterfucker shit, duh This Tentacle: -believes that fiction does not have the power of a death note over one's actions and believes people are not inherently stupid or unable to understand for themselves what they engage in -holds sex positive/pagan/kink and leather/poly/queer friendly/profic views -is against the -isms and/or -phobias used against others -laughs at killjoy puritans; your hell/churchy-speak means nothing to me a lifelong heathen eldritch egg laying being If you hate any of these you’ll -not- have a fun time with my content. Also, this shouldn't have to be said, but kiddos (under 18) Be not seen or heard as per ye old adult fandom rules. I reject all signal boosting requests/callouts; promotions will be at MY discretion. (More than likely, the answer will be 'no'.) We team SALS/DLDR/YKINMKBYKIOK in these parts. Be freely stupid with your ships; none of it’s real. Fandom is stupid, don’t take it so serious. Also, the murderkink. Gotta have the murderkink and worms. A'ight, Enjoy!

[doyouknowwhoyouare13]

Nyx reads All The Bright Places

Don't read it if you don't want, yknow yknow

Once again gonna be reading a lot at school so 😭

ANYWAYS

SPOILERS!!!

ok first of all this is already so cute

the post it at the beginning

shit sorry this has nothing to do with the book but the guitar in In Bloom just scared the living daylights out of me good lord

anyways

back to the book

also the cover is really cute!!!

first chapter is Finch!!

oh god what a first sentence

oh bud I don't think that's very healthy

BRO IT'S THE FIRST PAGE

wait so he just

does he like forget or does he go into like a coma?

buddy maybe like get down?

just a thought yknow

I censor myself too it's ok

FINCH BRO SHE 💀

OMG I LOVE THIS GUY

HE'S SO

IDK BUT I LOVE HIM

oh god don't do this already

look at them saving each other!!!

if you're best known as dumbass I don't think you have the right to tell ANYONE ANYTHING

BECAUSE I'VE GOT A DATE WITH YOUR MOTHER 💀

Bro I don't think you guys realize how much I already love this man

VIOLET 💀

I'm gonna be honest you guys, did not read much at school but like it's fine

I'm on page 58

and have lost track of chapters so I'll be going by names now!

this is finch

in the middle of it though

I LOVE HIM OMG

OR WE CAN MAKE OUT 💀

he's sweet

so

I did have notes

LOTS of them

sure most of them were about my cuteness aggression towards Finch

but they were there

and then tumblr did this weird glitch

so they're gone

but anyways

I'm on page 150

I am in love with theodore finch

and I really want to bite him!!!

his accents are so cute and the way he walks her to her classes is

IF HE WANTED TO HE WOULD ALRIGHT

anyways

I'm at the beginning of a violet chapter

omg I'm actually so mad those notes were deleted I'm gonna

broooo

he tries not to sleep

still don't fully understand why

omg I love them

OMGGGG

I agree lovely IS a lovely word

uh oh out of romance tabs

I improvised

Violet is so relatable

I love both of them sm you have no idea

omg :(((

is his first name like actually josh raymond or is that his middle name too

I fucking hate their dad.

oh fuck I don't like this

HELP FINCH

uh oh

omg I fucking

omg

my words shoot to kill when I'm mad 🥰 even with fictional characters

oh that's so sad :(

I am very quickly running out of tabs

Norman Fucking Rockwell!

ivy!!!

oh :(((( my :((((((( god :((((((((((((

decca :(((

oh :(((

omg I'm gonna cry

I'M CRYING I'M CRYING I'M CRYING

I WANT TO GIVE THEM HUGSSSSS :((((((

I read a lot at school

now on page 248

I can tell

I can tell he might die :((

I'm gonna cryyyy

they're so cute and they don't deserve what happened to them :(((

his dad is a bitch and I hate him

and when Violet got scared that Theo might've drowned :(((

she's the only reason he's still here I'm scared :(((

AND HE KEEPS SAYING HE'S MOST AFRAID OF HIMSELF I'M CRYING

omgggggggggggg

middle of violet chapter

he made her like Before :(

and he's :((((

OMGGG

good we don't like amanda here

yeah I don't like how it sounds either

this is so

omg

anyways another Violet chapter

I'm so scared you guys have no idea I don't want him to die

finch :((

poor decca

he makes me so sad bro

oh :((

I love him sm

I love these old people too

I just love them all omg I can't 😭

another finch chapter I'm not adding a divider

he gonna fall asleep :((

awww

Finch :(

he :((((((

Roamer deserves it

Violet

EXPELLED?

WHAT

I'm not adding a divider

finch

66 DAYS ALREADY???

he's killing me bro like actually

THIS IS SO SADDD

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

NO NO NO NO NO

omg

stressing me tf out holy shit

this kid is

another chapter

still Finch

HE'S IGNORING HER?

why is he introducing himself as

AMANDA???

omg

violetttt

omg she's gonna drive again

STOPPP I'M SO SCARED BRO

this kid needs to stop pretending everything is fine

this is gonna make me cry

still Finch

omg stop

oh shit it's just

no

no

no

istg

if he

you guys don't understand

I am ATTACHED to this man

omg he good

good

for now

they're so cute.

I love them.

they're killing me

oh they're arguing

oh no

where the hell is he

FINCH

THANK GOD

please do not

do. not.

THEODORE FINCH ISTG.

why is it just a violet.

wait

why is it

what

no

he didn't

Finch

don't

did he

NOOO

NO YOU'RE STILL ULTRAVIOLET

STOP.

STOP. IT.

omg I'm gonna.

still vi

stop. it.

I can't see bro I'm crying

wth is he doing.

"for when he comes back." because he will. HE WILL.

DON'T SAY IF, HE. WILL.

omfg.

no I don't think so

just a little deeper

he's there.

yeppp.

stop it.

istfg.

STOPPP

no he's fucking right that woman doesn't have the right to ignore her fucking child being missing for MONTHS.

his dad has no fucking right either. no right.

none of them have the right. this is actually pissing me off.

STOP OMFG.

this is so heartbreaking :((((

I mean I knew it was coming but I just

STOPPPPPPPPPP

I CAN'T

they have no fucking right. THEY HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT.

VIOLET YOU'RE MAKING ME CRYYY

bro

this is fucking

you guys

I'm dying rn

ok here we go

omg I'm like ugly crying bro

stop it.

this is so

bro

I'm going to fucking

omg

I hate myself bro

omfg the fucking rock bro

you guys.

ok. I'm done.

A rollercoaster.

Going to be thinking about this one for a bit.

Holy fucking shit.

I'm just so fucking sad now bro

I just can't

he :(((

poot babies

they both didn't deserve the cards they were dealt :(((

I just :(((

[dreamwritesimagines]

It’s CMA-

Hello:) I was feeling lethargic because of spring forward aka daylight savings haha. I’m acclimating slowly but I’m feeling better, and I did eat right after I sent in that ask; thank u for the reminder:) (I didn’t want to stop mid-ask in case tumblr deleted it/I forgot anything)

And yes the fight flight freeze thing is a really fascinating response! It’s interesting to note that I just listed the most common order because some people have overridden their system by habit- like how clover skips straight to freeze. It’s also not always in that order- for example a lot of things freeze first in order to take the time to make a decision.

I shouldn’t have said it as if it’s set in stone because it’s not; esp in humans- it’s more like a pathway that gets more worn down and easier to walk the more you use it. If you end up going through the motions and ending up at the freeze option, you might start skipping the first two or not noticing them altogether.

It’s kind of an interesting parallel to how like athletes, esp boxers and stuff, have to overcome their instinct to freeze or run away when they see something coming towards them and learn to quickly fight/react physically instead. Except in her case, she is skipping to freeze instead.

It’s also like how animals who play dead do so as a last resort. They are so scared that they think that the only way they’ll be able to survive is by making themselves super vulnerable. Same with showing your neck being a sign of submission…. Idk lololol I’m getting off track

(there’s also a really dark example of this being taught to human children but I don’t know if I want to go there… but also we are talking about developmental trauma so idk lmao)

I think that I’m unfortunately getting used to reading textbooks and distancing myself from these cases because they are so tragic and it’s hard to do that all the time, but stories like this help to like… put me in the shoes of the person and not just analyze them?? Idk idk there’s something to be said about that but I’m too tired to articulate it

Okay there’s more but I’m working so I’ve got to go lmfao. *insert terminator I’ll be back gif*

I AM SAVING ALL OF THIS INFO OMG I LOVE LEARNING NEW THINGS! 😍🥰❤️

Darling you're amaziiiiiing! 😍😍😍

Btw I totally get it with reading it and such, I feel like lots of psychologists/psychiatrists do that so that they would like...be objective and professional and such? ❤️

It's so interesting to learn about this! ❤️❤️❤️

[yusuke-of-valla]

Thoughts on latest feh channel?

I’m a dumbass I forgot about daylight savings so saw the FEH channel late

Really want TMS to break the top 20. Always next year but I WILL NOT SHUT UP UNTIL WE GET THEM. YOU MADE YOUR BED INTSYS FUCKING LIE IN IT

Touma is the second highest ranked hero who hasn’t been added to the game in some capacity because of Gullveig but we all knew Gullveig was gonna get added even if she didn’t win.

FATES FATES FATES

Effie looks so hot in that suit Omg

Sharena and Alfonse are right next to each other give us more content of them together and also Sharena specifically

Nice of them to garuntee focus heroes? Idk how this works statistically. It’s gambling