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Tw: these characters are mentally unwell individuals who don't typically have the means for therapy or medication, they aren't meant to be perfect, and just like so many other ppl they can be toxic and exhibit bad behavior such as self harm, possessiveness and so much more.

TW!!! MENTIONS NSFW AND POSSIBLY DESCRIPTIONS OF SUCH ACTIONS!!! A ❤️ WILL INDICATE IF ITS IN THAT CHARACTERS PART

-----------------------FIRST KISS----------------------

❤️Toby- Now in all honesty it takes a very very long time to get the courage to kiss you, but once he does there's no going back, he is absolutely head over heals. Toby likely won't give you a proper kiss even after having oral sex. He is the type of guy who can fuck your brains out no problem but when it comes down to wholesome things like kissing and hugging he is very nervous.

He's used to constantly moving fast and always doing hard work so the thought of such soft things is very confusing for him. Sure he can enjoy quiet relaxation time, but typically he does this alone without anyone but himself and nature.

You likely don't see sex before hugging or kissing as ideal when entering this relationship, and so you turn down his advances in this regard. He was confused, he just doesn't understand what he's doing 'wrong', so he had came to you for answers.

As you sat on the window seat enjoying a nice cold drink you look up to see Toby standing in the doorway after spotting his large frame in the windows reflection. He stood stiff, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he avoided eye contact before finally doing so, chewing on his lip. "Hey hun, you ok?"

Toby sighs and takes a deep breath. "Honestly? Uh, no not really. Um... I think we need to talk." This makes you freeze up.

Oh no. Not those words, not that sentence, that never means anything good. You sit up and give him your full attention in confusion. "Sure babe, I'm sorry, is... Is there anything I can do to help? What's bothering you?"

He walks forward and sits on the opposite side of the window seat, staring out at the cascading water droplets that race down the glass pane. "I don't understand. I keep trying to get intimate with you but you never want to do anything. Is it me? Did I do something?? Am I just reading the room wrong? I don't get it! We never do anything whatsoever. It's like- it's like we're not even a couple."He sighs and rests his forward against the window frame, looking to the side at you for answers.

"I... Toby... You know I love you, I do. Sex, that's not a necessity for a relationship. What if I'm ace? What then? Toby, it's not that I don't want to be intimate with you.. I don't want to have something so intense, so extreme when we never even kiss. Hell, I don't think we even hug! I try to cuddle you and you always get up saying you gotta do something. I've just kinda... Given up on intimacy." You frown and stare down at the seat, not noticing the shadow that looms over you.

"(Y/n)... Look at me." You jolt slightly as Toby's hand lightly places itself under your chin and tilts your head up to look at him. You do just that, staring up at him in confusion and worry, brows knitted together in concern, searching his expression. Toby leans in close, hand cupping your cheek as he observed you, he looked uncomfortable and nervous, uncertainty in his gaze as he leaned in nearly touching your lips when you pull away, placing a hand to his chest.

"You can't just do that to get what you want... I don't want it to mean nothing to you, I don't want it to be a burden..." You stand up, walking away without another word.

Days passed and the weather only got worse, just like your mood. You grew more and more depressed, your heart feeling like it had been shattered a bit. You feel undesirable, unloved, unappreciated, touch starved and lonely.

After the incident Toby has been spending less and less time around you, opting to find any reason at all to stay away. You lay staring at the ceiling, cheeks stained by your tears as you had sobbed, the sound of pouring rain and your music covering up the sounds of your pain.

Suddenly a loud crash reverberated around you after a bright flash, illuminating a figure from your window making you spring up in a panic, only to pause. There Toby stood, a sad look on his face as he was drenched from the storm. You can't help but take a small amount of pity on him and you unlock the window, opening it up for him and turning back to walk to your bed.

Suddenly strong arms wrap around your waist, Toby tugging you to his body as he buries his face in your shoulder. He inhales deeply, relaxing at your scent filled his senses.

"Toby...? What are y-" you are cut off by being turned to face him and his lips are planted gently on your own. The kiss was tender, his lips soft but rough due to the many scars he adorned. Slowly Toby pulls away a little bit, forehead resting against your own.

He was horribly touch starved and desperate for your affection, and he found himself actually enjoying the sweet softness of your touch, the kiss making his heart flutter.

"I've missed you... I.. I can't stay away from you.."

Tim- Tim is often away for work and missions. He is apart of a logging company and often trucks the logs to wherever they are needed, not to mention thanks to his high position within the company he has to attend meetings all over the nation and sometimes outside of the nation.

He prefers trucking as this often helps him with his missions as he's not in one place for long and thus it's hard to link anything back to him.

Tim had been away for almost two whole weeks and you are missing him significantly but you knew that this was necessary for him and the others to live away from people and live as relatively normal and comfortable lives as they could. This doesn't take away from any of the feelings of loneliness you feel though.

As such you sat in your room, knees tucked to your chest you read a sappy novel that had been recommended to you, this only seems to fuel your touch starved mind however. You tear up a bit, but to rid of these feelings you decide to get up and eat a meal on the porch.

You are quick to get dressed in comfortable clothes and order some Chinese take out, it isn't until the order arrives do you realize you ordered not just your usual but also Tims. Instead of wasting it you pay in full and set it on the table beside your own as you prepare to eat. Then there's a knock at the door, did the delivery driver forget something??

You walk over and open the door a smidge only to see the face of none other than a exhausted Tim. Swiftly the door is yanked open fully and Tim is quick to find comfort within your welcoming embrace.

"I've missed you too darlin'.." he sighs in content, burying his face in your shoulder, far too comfortable to remove himself, so he chooses not to, lifting you off the ground to wrap your legs around his waist as he enters the home, closing the door behind himself. Inhaling deeply he chuckles, "Does my nose deceive me or is that sesame chicken I smell?"

Laughing you lightly ruffle his hair, "yeah, I accidentally ordered our usual sooooo," hopping down you lead him to the couch where the food was thankfully still hot. "Eat up handsome, you look starved."

Tim tolls his eyes and tugs you to the couch, rushing to eat, taking a few large bites before relaxing and slowing down. You can't help but laugh at how eager he is, but then you notice him staring at you, his head tilted at a odd angle and looking up at you with the softest gaze you'd ever seen.

Slowly Timothy reaches up, his thumb carresing your cheek gingerly and he leans in close, able to feel his breath dust across your lips as he speaks.

"You are the most gorgeous person I've ever met..." With that he tenderly kisses you, his lips tasting of tobacco and coffee, a bitter mixture but it is oddly nice, and you welcome it.

Brian- You have been at work all day long, it is storming out and here you are, it's nearly midnight, you hadn't eaten anything since breakfast at five in the morning when you came into work at five a.m. a couple of co-workers had walked out and you were made to work overtime and close that night.

You are absolutely exhausted, starving, depressed, stressed and have a horrific migraine and unfortunately your job wouldn't allow you the time to go out to your vehicle to get any medication for it. You honestly just want to get home as quickly as possible and sleep!

Finally as the clock ticked by you finish cleaning up everything and get to clock out. You lock up the place and head out to your vehicle in a hurry, trying to avoid the pelting icy rain drops that pour from the sky, though your effort is fruitless as you end up soaked from head to toe and to make things worse you trip and twist your ankle.

Once making it to your vehicle you rest your head upon the steering wheel, tears welling up in your eyes. You are beyond stressed and don't know how much more you can take before a full blown mental break happens. Lifting your head you inhale deeply, starting up the vehicle and drive home in silence.

Upon parking in the driveway you can only limp painfully into your home, allowing the rain to absolutely drench your shivering form once more.

Inside is quiet, lonely even as you remove your shoes and you trudge your way to the bedroom solemnly. Not even five minutes pass before you hear a knock at the front door so you are given no choice but to turn right back around and answer the door.

There under a red umbrella stands Brian, he seems in a happy and energetic mood but that quickly changes upon gazing at you.

He allows himself to push into the home and closes the door after closing and shaking the umbrella, removing his shoes. Brian places his large hands on your cheeks, staring at you with furrowed brows. "You look..."

"Exhausted? In pain? Hideous?"

"I was going to say stressed but those work too."

He tugs you to him and you can't help but bury your face in his faded yellow hoodie, a quiet whimper escaping your wobbly lips as they quiver, trying not to cry.

"Oh my little flower... Sweetheart... Shhh, it's ok. I'm here, I gotcha, it's ok to cry.." and with that you begin to cry, clutching at the fabric of his hoodie.

Brian holds you for what feels like forever, rubbing your back and whispering words of comfort as your voice sobs out almost incoherent sentences of how shitty your day was. He simply nods along and carries you to your room, making you rest on the sheets as he took out a pair of shorts and removed his hoodie, handing them to you to put on.

He turns away as you change and once done he holds you close once more, laying you down on the bed and then you notice the bag he had been carrying, to which he chuckles and hands you a McDonald's meal and drink. "I assumed you'd be starving so I got us food."

You relax slightly and immediately dig into the fries with a content sigh, stomach growling desperately for the delicious food. Brian can't help but chuckle at this, nuzzling his face into your neck happily. "I knew you'd like it."

You simply hum in response, mouth too full to give much else of a response. Once you eat every last crumb and are fully satisfied Brian simply scrunches of the garbage and puts it in the garbage bin beside your bed and lays back.

Tugging you down with him, his hands tracing along your skin, tickling at your sides lightly before pecking across your face, eliciting a array of giggles and squeals before finally his eyes lock on yours and his lips grow dangerously close to your own.

Searching your gaze for any hesitation or distaste as he pulls you into a sweet yet passionate kiss, his lips are a bit rough but he is so gentle with it, honestly taking your breath away with the amount of love that radiates from him.

Once you two pull apart for air Brian gives you a toothy grin. "Fuck you are so perfect. I love you (y/n)."

Jeff- You and Jeff have been together for a while at this point, cuddling and hugging isn't a uncommon occurrence and you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy his touch. Honestly though you crave more.

You had figured that Jeff would have initiated more long before, afterall, he is Jeff. This doesn't happen though, and you are very confused by this. You have heard stories about how much of a flirt he can be, how many people he's kissed or more, you are a bit jealous.

Jeff and you are cuddling on the couch watching a vampire movie called The Priest when you decide to try and initiate some sort of affection from the man.

At first you are playing with his hair gently, then you are nuzzling at his neck. Jeff only hums happily at these movements and so you kick it up a notch, lightly pecking his neck. This got a reaction from him but not exactly what you expected.

Jeff tensed and sits up with you on top of him, making you sit up. Now you are worried. "Jeff..? Are you ok?" He simply shakes his head, taking a moment to collect himself.

"Why did you do that?"

"Do what..? Kiss your neck?"

"Duh, what else would I be talking about?" Now he is getting agitated and his mood is going downwards so you sit there trying to think of how exactly to explain yourself, should you tell the truth or make something up?

"I... I'm sorry. I just- I dunno.. I really have been wanting your love lately... I keep thinking about what people told me, and- I guess I'm just jealous..." You look away, ashamed and embarrassed, not daring to look at Jeff in that moment.

"Jealous? Of what??" He stares at you in complete and utter confusion, mouth slightly ajar. Is he joking? "You- i- we've been together for a while and we still haven't k kissed! I'm jealous of the people you haaaave kissed..!"

Now this gets quite the reaction from him, eyes wide- erm- wider, and cheeks dusted pink. "You want to kiss me?"

"Uh, duh! I've been trying to kiss you, you friggin-"

he cuts you off and covers your face with his hands. "Jeff? What the heck are you doing?"

"Nothing!" You push his hands out if the way with a bit of a struggle and a little cat fight to find him trying to hide his bright red face, he is embarrassed. "Are you-?"

"No I'm not! You shoosh!" You honestly can't help but laugh a bit, apologizing as you do so, holding your stomach as you laugh far too much. "Yeah yeah, laugh it up."

Eventually you wipe the tears from your eyes and calm down enough. "Sorry, you are too cute." He simply huffs and pouts, crossing his arms before freezing up.

You had leaned down and pressed your lips flush to his own. Slowly but surely he relaxes and leans into it, the kiss heating up a bit. It's intense, passionate and desperate, hands tangling in one another's hair and/or clothes.

Eventually though you two have to break away for air. Panting you stare down at Jeff who's gaze is hazed over a bit, watching you with a gaze full of absolute adoration.

Soon he's tugging you back to himself, "I'm not done with you yet."

Liu- Now surprisingly, Liu is a very jealous person and can be super overprotective at times. You are hanging out with him whilst he does his job doing tattoos and piercings.

You have no problem with their job, in fact you are so happy they have a job he loves. You don't mind that they get to see all sorts of body parts and gets flirted with on a daily basis, just shows that you are with a loyal, accepting, body positive, creative and handsome as hell lover.

You enjoy watching them do his work, seeing him zone into his headspace as they focus in on his work. You currently were helping them set up for their next client, apparently it was someone who was getting their nipples pierced so you were honestly quite excited as you have been contemplating getting your own pierced so watching it get done in person is a good experience to help with the decision.

After setting up you walk over to Liu, wrapping your arms around his waist as you look up at them in endearment. "Hola precioso." He coos, swaying you both slightly. "Hello to you too handsome." Liu smiles at you, hands tracing along your back, hands planted just above your ass as they pull you in closer, leaning in close only to back off and set you to sit on his desk causing you to pout a bit.

Then you hear the bell ring out and Liu goes to greet the client. After a few minutes a woman walks in, and you'd be lying if you said she isn't gorgeous.

She wears leather pants, a baby blue crop top with a Peirce the Veil logo across her chest, and she has a death hawk that is dyed neon pink with white tips. Not to mention of course she has tattoos and piercings adorning a good portion of her body.

"Alright, if you could just take a seat and remove your top I'll be able to get started on you." Liu rolls up a small tray table with the supplies they need, carefully putting on rubber gloves.

The woman removed her top and brallete, waiting patiently for Liu to finish up. Liu is careful with explaining everything he is doing to her, being sure to be as gentle as possible, though she keeps making slightly flirtatious comments back at him.

This typically wouldn't have bothered you however this time it really does, not because she's flirting but because Liu was reciprocating these advances.

You aren't sure what to do and grow antsy as you watch. Liu seems a bit more touchy than usual, though you try and convince yourself that it's your imagination but you can't help but grow jealous and feel hurt by what you are witnessing, feeling like a third wheel, it seems as though they both completely forgot you are in the room.

So you use this to your advantage and simply walk off, taking a bit of a walk around the streets where Liu works. After about an hour you assume the woman was gone and head back to Liu's work, after all, it typically only take anywhere between them to thirty minutes to do piercings and it is time for him to close up shop anyways.

Unfortunately though, you were incorrect as she is still there, leaning over the counter talking to Liu, receipt in hand. Liu is leaning close to her as well and when you walk in, the bell reverberating around you, they look towards you.

The woman is then quick to leave, winking at Liu as she shoves past you. Now you are not a happy camper, glaring at the floor, a growl escaping your throat in irritation, gripping the metal bar of the shelf beside you tightly.

"(Y/n)..?" Snapping back to reality your gaze fixes on Liu as they walk around the counter, grabbing his coat and keys. "What." Your voice is cold and clearly agitated making them stop in their tracks, staring at you. You don't notice though, glaring at the floor, not bothering to pay attention to your surroundings.

That is of course until you are brought back to the real world as Liu presses their lips to your own in a rough kiss. The kiss is deep and a bit heated, desperate almost before he pulls away with a huff.

"You're hot when you're jealous~"

❤️Sully- Now of course you had kissed Liu first, he seems to get the first of everything with you but for Sully that doesn't count for them, he needs to be the one in control of the body for it to count.

They have been trying to kiss you for so long, longer than when you had been kissed by Liu! They are desperate for your affection. He is very much respective in regards to your consent and boundaries, so they never ever do anything without you knowing and agreeing to it first, always asking you verbally for permission only to be rejected.

You of course have been teasing him, leading him on, trying to test their limit.

You and them are on a bit of a date, walking along a forest trail to a spot in the trees Sully enjoys as it's calming for him, and they want to have a romantic picnic with you. So here you two are walking your way down the trail in a comfortable silence. You of course are wanting to screw around a bit and egg him on.

You stop and lean against a tree, glancing back at Sully, a smirk gracing your features before you duck behind the tree, giggling all the while as Sully stiffens in posture and leans around the tree to see you. Y

ou of course dodge away and you two are playing a game of cat and mouse, unbeknownst to Sully you are guiding them to their picnic spot. Eventually you dash out from behind a tree and Sully is quick to trap you in his arms, the two of you collapsing on the soft grass of the small clearing.

He is smirking and you are breathing heavily, squirming beneath him. Sully watches and leans close to you before stopping, hesitating a bit. "Awww, what's wrong big guy~? Don't you want-" you're quickly caught off guard as Sully finally shoves his lips against your own, it's deep, heated and passionate, taking your breath away allowing perfect access for him to shove his tongue into your mouth, bodies entangling as your tongues fight for dominance.

Eventually you two break away, gasping for air greedily. "Don't tease me mi alma~"

Helen- Helen is very much a cold and serious individual, she rarely shows affection and frankly you are starting to feel neglected.

You understand that they had a very rough life and don't understand emotions very well, but that doesn't stop the feelings you have.

You are laying on the window seat watching the street, stray water droplets racing down the glass from the light drizzle that has been going on and off throughout the day. Your mind is foggy, fingers lightly picking at the fabric of your shirt as your mind is a bunch of loud chaos, it is one of those times where your mind is so loud yet painfully silent at the same time.

Unbeknownst to you Helen has been sitting in a chair off to the side of you, watching you as she sketches your body in great detail. He absolutely immersed themself in his art, only when she comes to and looks at the results does she realize just how sorrowful you appear.

She sits up stiffly and his head snaps in your direction, icy gaze focusing on your frame. "мой маленький цветок what is wrong?"

This makes your attention perk up, not because he spoke but the time they used. Her voice was extremely gentle and sweet, not her usual cold monotone. You sit up a bit and turn to look towards them only to find he is kneeling beside your seat, eyes scanning your features, brows scrunched in worry, completely out of character for them.

"Helen..?" You are completely and utterly confused, this only grows as he reaches out and cups your cheek in her palm, inspecting you a bit.

"возлюбленный you look so sad, as perfect as you are I do much prefer a smile upon your features. What is the matter?"

"I... I'm just a bit sad is all. It's no big deal, really!" This only makes them more worried, frowning slightly.

"моя возлюбленная please tell me what bothers you? I wish to fix whatever it is." You blush a bit, his words far more affection than what you are used to, all you do is crawl closer, turning your body so you can wrap your arms around her shoulders and legs around their waist, nuzzling into his neck.

"тебе одиноко? You need my love?" She coos gently, an arm planting itself to support your backside while the other lightly rubs your back as he stands up with you in arm, walking over to the couch to lay down with you on top of them.

"We rarely touch at all.. I... I just really need your love... I'm sorry..." You pout a bit, embarrassment evident by the blush on your cheeks.

This only makes him chuckle a bit, leaning his face in close to yours. "You could have just asked you know."

Then her lips are on your own, and you just melt into it, their lips are intoxicating, so incredibly soft and perfect. He is passionate and slow with it, hands lightly carresing your sides.

Once he pulls away you noticed the light blush that dusts her cheeks. "ты вызываешь привыкание."

Jack(EJ)- Jack is not commonly super affection, especially not with words, typically showing his love through acts of service. You don't mind this, but you'd be lying if you said you don't want more.

You love jack, truthfully, but he does not initiate physical affection ever and frankly that has been making you feel a bit lonely as of late.

You decide to go out for a walk one night as Jack is just too busy with his hunting and you don't want to sit there all by your lonesome. Now, you had thought a walk would be a good idea, something calm and mindless but you were very wrong that night.

You are walking around aimlessly, watching the sky through the trees as you walk, this is your first mistake. Your second mistake is merely wearing shorts, a t-shirt and a old pair of worn out, slippery sneakers.

You are just too interested with the stars to pay attention to where you are going and so you have stepped far to close to the edge of a ditch and the ground is muddy thanks to the recent storms causing you to slip.

You panic, legs kicking wildly to try and stop the descent but your shoes just don't have enough traction and you fall into the ditch with a painful this, gasping sharply when you land on your knee, hearing a loud pop. You cry out in agony, low leg angled at a incredibly unnatural way.

Thumping your fist into the ground you growl, trying to calm yourself and think of a solution. You take out your phone, you have barely any signal but it's worth a shot. Your phone rings a few times, only to be greeted by the sound of a voicemail box. You hang up, cussing angrily as you sit yourself up, leaning against the side of the ditch.

You can only wait and conserve energy, hoping that your lover would return your call.

Jack was on his way home through the woods when his phone rang, however the signal in that area is too poor to be able to answer properly. He's confused to see your icon, you knew he'd be home around this time, why did you call him?

Upon reaching home he is confused to see the lights all off and the door locked so he clicks his voicemail to listen to what you needed in hopes to understand what's going on. "H hey Jack, um, sorry to bother you, you're probably busy it's just that uh.. I'm stuck in a ditch in the woods and you see, I would climb out but my leg is... Well. I can't tell if it's broken or if it's just dislocated but it certainly fucking hurts like a bitch. Um... Help?"

And with that the voicemail ends leaving Jack in a full state of panic.

Oh no. No no no. His precious little mate is lost, stuck and hurt. He hones in his senses, inhaling deeply he picks up on your scent. Immediately he's on your trail, running rapidly through the trees, it only takes him ten minutes to find you when a normal person it would take an hour just to walk to this area.

Jack peers over the edge, spotting your fragile body below and he relaxes a bit, hopping down to where you rest. "Jack!!" You cry out in relief, teary eyed and in pain, all you wanted was for your lover to be here with you.

Jack is quick to crouch over you, inspecting the damage in concern, a deep whine escaping his lips and his pointy ears flick backwards in discontent as he found you not only dislocated your knee but strained the tendon far too much.

He places a hand to your mouth, using his other hand and his knee to keep you still as he pops it back into place. Thankfully his large palm was able to muffle your scream, but the pain is only momentary.

You try to get up but Jack doesn't allow you, lifting you up into his arms, holding you close to his chest with a growl, warning you to stay still as he carries you back home.

Once home Jack is quick to set you on your bed, rushing around you to create a nest of soft objects and his scent before climbing beside you despite him being far too large to properly lay in the bed.

He holds himself above you, body supported by his elbows, claws lightly tracing your skin. Then his lips are on your own, possessive and strong, his rough lips pressed harshly into your own until you have to push him away for oxygen.

"My little mate, poor sweet lover, you need to rest, let me take care of you."

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writhingcreature · 3 years ago

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Kevin Keller for the character ask game just because making Fangs sad is a war crime and outlawed by the Geneva convention

Oh boy do I have feelings about Kevin okay here we go. Based on this post

1. Favorite thing about them

He stands up for himself. He might have self image issues but that boy bites back and I kind of love it.

2. Least favorite thing about them

He can kind of be a bitch and it’s really hypocritical. I haven’t seen past mid season three so correct me if I’m way wrong, but from what I’ve seen thus far and in spoilers it seems like he’ll go from being mad at people for judging him and telling him off to judging people and telling them off in the same scene. Like Betty was trying to protect him when he insisted on going to Fox Forrest when the Black Hood was well active and he but her head off? Idk I think he needs to take a chill pull sometimes.

3. Favorite quote

[in response to, “Isn’t there a nice gay at your school?] “Yeah, me.” Hilarious and iconic. Loved this line so much. Think about it constantly

4. Brotp

Veronica and Kevin, and Cheryl and Kevin should have been expanded on and I STAND on that. Two different kind of power duos and I was obsessed with them both and neither really ever went anywhere. Kevin just remained Betty’s gay best friends and I hated it.

5. OTP

I don’t really ship him with anyone I’m gonna be honest. I don’t think the Riverdale writers did either lmao

6. Notp

Moose/Kevin. Kevin kept pressuring Moose to come out and it really bugged me. They met each other at the wrong time I think that Moose deserves better, and also that Kevin needs therapy. His inferiority complex keeps ruining his relationships and I want him to be happy

7. Random headcannon

He was bullied a lot for being both fat as a child and gay, so to deal with it he started to judge himself harshly, which lead to him judging other people very harshly which lead to him being very nosy and always having a lot to say about everything. This mixed with his defensive nature isn’t the best combination gonna be honest.

8. Unpopular opinion

He’s a really toxic representation for gay people. Some gays are like this and being feminine and hyper sexual is fine (I see hun as feminine and you can’t convince me otherwise) but it just really hit home that “stereotypical” sexualized and stigmatized “gay person” idea that straights had in their head for a long time. I think the two types of gays we had in media were Moose and Kevin - which is why it was so refreshing to see Fangs. Fangs felt like a really natural take. Idk if that makes sense pls don’t come for me

9. Song I associate with them

“F.E.E.L. G.O.O.D.” By R5

10. Favorite picture of them

He looks so good in this color oh my god

#Kevin Keller #Riverdale

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kyunsies · 3 years ago

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My dearest Mädchen,

I'll be honest, my mental health has been booty to say the least lol.

I have my first therapy appointment today though and I'm very grateful for that. It's like a life raft to me drowning honestly. That's probably why I haven't come as often as well as college and homework honestly.

I'm thankful for you very much 🧡🧡🧡 (trying to stick with orange hearts bc of October lol)

Sending hugs and I hope you're eating well and drinking water 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Also, if you have any exams, I hope you ace them 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡 You got this!!! You'll ace nursing school for sure 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

hello angel <3 oh bub …….. i’m so sorry you’re going through this mentally ….. uni tends to really exacerbate everything bc of so much stress yeah? i’m so sorry bub , but i’m really happy you have the chance and opportunity to be proactive about it !!! it’s the most important thing we can do for ourselves 💖 pls take care and be kind to yourself, i hope the sessions have been going well for you and remember that it’s okay to feel this way . these feelings won’t last forever with the help of others <3 you can get through anything life throws at you hun 💖

and don’t worry about not coming here as often !!! you do what you have to in order to stay on top of school work and your mental health !!!! i’m always here rooting for you 🥰 and thank you about my exams :( i’ve not done too well on my exams this week and it’s brought me down a lot , but i’ll try harder for my next exams ….. thank you love <3 and i hope you have a good weekend !!!!

#asks #delightfuljellybeanmuffin #my sweet moot !!!#take care love 💖

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shygirrrl · 2 years ago

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I have my last dbt session tomorrow and yeah look, I’m happy it’s the last one. Like, I am feeling so much better and so much more grounded and like all the self care and actually making an effort with myself has actually started paying off. Like yeah it’s not ideal that I have literally $4 to my name but I’m also like… I’m not dead hun 🤷🏻‍♀️

I don’t know, dbt makes me feel emotionally dumb. Like I don’t know if you ask me how I normally feel I’m usually just tired or hungry and I know that’s not an emotion but it’s the truth ok sis I’m a numb gal. Yeah but then suddenly I have moments where it hits me and I want to die but yeah look I’m a mess but I’m trying my best. And like the sessions have been at 9:00 AM on a Monday so I literally have been waking up after snoozing my alarm, rushing to my computer and throwing some clothes on and doing the Telehealth session and I’m like just not able to connect like with it like she talks to me and there’s literally not one thought in my brain because I probably haven’t had coffee or food or sunlight yet and it generally takes me about an hour to wake up and be ready to hold human conversations. It’s probably something to tell my therapist but I’m just so good at not talking about it that I’ll keep doing that, who knows. But yeah look I don’t think I click with this lady because she’s like how do you feel emotionally about that and I’m like wow hun, ease up. I only talk about my emotions with my romantic partner ok jeez

And she was like just looking at you you don’t seem overly distressed are you just good at masking and I kind of was like sis I feel like that’s one of the worst thjngs you can say to a mentally ill person because FUCK I GET IT ALL THE TIME. I know I look like a placid turtle. Pls don’t remind me I don’t look like what a typical distressed person looks like.

And she was like oh how do you like deal with therapy, like do you go away and think about it after or do you come prepared and I was like I literally have no idea sis, I don’t do either like all she told me in the first session to take notice of my emotions and to validate them and I was kinda like oh like ok. Like I kinda do that already and she was like ok I’ll send you an emotion wheel x and I was like cool x

And she never sent me the damn emotion wheel so I guess I’ll never know my emotions. Nah I’m just being dramatic for real but…

OH and she said I need to journal so I don’t look like a deer in headlights when I’m asked questions but I literally just think that’s me lol (I already journal also)

So here I am considering quitting therapy completely because I’m like ok like LOOK dbt was okay, like it was a good refresher and it was kinda reassuring that like most of the things she recommended I was like already applying and doing (aka not believing every thought in my head, or reframing or whatever the heck it’s called, and like I dunno like exercising and meditating and MEDITATING 🍃

Nah but honestly I have no idea it’s kinda made me like maybe there’s not a whole lot more I can get out of therapy like… but I dunno??

Like I’m hoping I can move back with my normal therapist but I don’t know if she’s going to want for me to keep doing dbt instead and idk I’m kinda like nah I think I’ve had enough.

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peinde · 7 years ago

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I'll try to give solid answers.

1) Sexuality? Pansexual. ((same 2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? Ariana Grande, moby, if only to quell t)(e rumours t)(at we look alike. ((IDK i don’t really have anyone 3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17. ”She arches )(er body like a cat on a stretc)(. She nuzzles )(er cunt into my face like a filly at t)(e gate. S)(e smells of the sea.” ((i don’t have any books near me ;n; 4) What do you think about most? My wife. ((adult cartoon TV wives, or if i’m angry, Bold and the Beautiful 5) What does your latest text message from someone else say? ”H3Y B4B3 W3R3 OUT OF PIZZ4 ROLLS >:[” ((”hey hun call me ASAP pls” 6) Do you sleep with or without clothes on? Wit)(out. ((with. i need to be ready to outrun zombies in the Canadian winter 7) What's your strangest talent? I can do voice impressions! ((i can’t make impressions, but i can make voices 8) Girls.... (finish the sentence); Boys.... (finish the sentence) Girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money~! Boys will laug)( at girls w)(en t)(ey’re not funny~! ((honestly...same 9) Ever had a poem or song written about you? A couple of times... ((nah 10) When is the last time you played the air guitar? Just now w)(en I answered number 8. ((same 11) Do you have any strange phobias? No? ((a TON 12) Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose? Yes, but only twelve times! ((no??? 13) What's your religion? Dick. (i’m technically Christian 14) If you are outside, what are you most likely doing? Working, doing c)(ores, doing )(obbies, visiting friends or )(itting t)(e town. ((going to school or going to work 15) Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? In front. ((both 16) Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band? Don’t ever ask me t)(is again. ((i guess Mother Mother, but there are quite a few 17) What was the last lie you told? ... ((i can’t remember 18) Do you believe in karma? No. ((yes 19) What does your URL mean? I keysmas)(ed, because I didn’t know w)(at to type. ((it’s Peixes + Grande but that’s only OOC knowledge 20) What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength? My greatest weakness is me wit)(out my wife. My greatest strengt)( is my wife. ((my greatest weakness: my lack of motivation. my strength: my ability to dream 21) Who is your celebrity crush? Jason Momoa! ((Kat Dennings 22) Have you ever gone skinny dipping? Yup! ((nope! 23) How do you vent your anger? I tell me wife everyfin. ((hahaha, i don’t

24) Do you have a collection of anything? You could say t)(at... ((not really? 25) Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? P)(one. ((neither OMG 26) Are you happy with the person you've become? ... ((yeah. i mean i could be a lot worse off 27) What's a sound you hate; sound you love? I don’t like nails on a c)(alkboard, but I do like nails tapping on a table. ((i fucking hate children crying, but i like anything that can basically be “white noise”, like the hum of a vacuum, or the working of a portable heater 28) What's your biggest "what if"? I don’t want to talk about t)(is. ((i don’t really think about those? i mean they didn’t happen. best to just move on 29) Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens? Believe in? I mean yea)( sure. T)(ey’re everyw)(ere. T)(ey’re real w)(et)(er I believe in t)(em or not... ((yes and yes 30) Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm. I’m grasping air. Now, I’m touc)(ing my wife’s face. ((i touched my metal storage thingy. then the wall 31) Smell the air. What do you smell? My wife’s farts. ((nothing. just the way i like it 32) What's the worst place you have ever been to? )(ig)(sc)(ool. ((any public washroom ever 33) Choose East Coast or West Coast? West! ((East!!! 34) Most attractive singer of your opposite gender? Does t)(e Rock count as a singer? ((IDK i used to have a crush on Pete Wentz 35) To you, what is the meaning of life? My wife. ((my Christian ass says God

36) Define Art. Out of my league. 38/ ((a necessity to man 37) Do you believe in luck? No. ((yes 38) What's the weather like right now? Sunny! ((rainy 39) What time is it? 8:23 PM ((11:23 PM 40) Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed? No, and yes. ((no, and no 41) What was the last book you read? I’m currently reading Written on t)(e Body! ((i think it was a Sophie Kinsella book? 42) Do you like the smell of gasoline? Yes! ((yes 43) Do you have any nicknames? Lots of people call me “Fef”. ((i have many IRL nicknames, but everyone knows me by Tori 44) What was the last movie you saw? Fifty S)(ades Freed (illegally, obviously. I’m not paying for t)(at drivel.) ((Devil 45) What's the worst injury you've ever had? I’ve died, does t)(at count? ((i fell off the monkey bars at age 8 and landed right on my back 46) Have you ever caught a butterfly? Yes! ((no :( 47) Do you have any obsessions right now? I )(ave many, t)(e most important being my wife. ((i guess? i’m always obsessed with something 48) What's your sexual orientation? Wasn’t t)(is asked before? ((yeah 49) Ever had a rumor spread about you? Yes... ((yes... 50) Do you believe in magic? Again, it’s real, so yea)(. ((yup! 51) Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong? Nope! ((Fef you fucking liar yes you do. and yes i do 52) What is your astrological sign? Cancer! ((Pisces!!! 53) Do you save money or spend it? Spend. ((both 54) What's the last thing you purchased? Pizza rolls for my wife. ((a bracelet off Aliexpress 55) Love or lust? Love! ((love 56) In a relationship? Yes! ((nope! 57) How many relationships have you had? I lost count. ((1 58) Can you touch your nose with your tongue? Yes! ((nope! 59) Where were you yesterday? At work. ((at home 60) Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you? Yes! ((yup! 61) Are you wearing socks right now? No? ((yup! 62) What's your favorite animal? My princesses...plus you know, t)(e entire ocean. ((any sea creature 63) What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you? Kindness! ((oh i don’t give a fuck 64) Where is your best friend? Doing activities you s)(ould NOT be questioning. ((online...talking to me 65) Spit or swallow?(; Swallow, you coward! ((i’ve never had the opportunity to do either 66) What is your heritage? Alternian! ((i’m black Caribbean 67) What were you doing last night at 12 AM? 38;3c ((i was on this hellsite 68) What do you think is Satan's last name? Natas??? ((meanie-bo-beanie 69) Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off? Obviously??? ((obviously??? 70) Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend? Yea)(! ((sure, why not? it’d mean i’ll know someone who shares my musical interests 71) You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do? I’ve never been late to work? Plus, it’s a legitimate reason??? ((i’ve worked at my job for far too long and have rarely ever been late, especially too rarely for her to keep track. this argument would be completely baseless. also, it’s a legitimate reason??? 72) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid? It’d probubbly be fake, so no I wouldn’t say anyfin. I’d just wait until I could revive, and no I wouldn’t be afraid, you fucking coward. ((i’d tell everyone, IDK what i’d do. probably pray, sleep maybe, oh i’d be terrified 73) You can only have one of these things; trust or love. 38( ((trust 74) What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it? Be Alrig)(t by Ariana Grande ((Arizona Highway by the Darcys 75) What are the last four digits in your cell phone number? 3838 ((i’m not telling you??? 76) In your opinion, what makes a great relationship? Being in one like mine and Zi-Zi’s ((communication 77) How can I win your heart? --Exist. ((LOOOL good luck buddy 78) Can insanity bring on more creativity? It sure can! ((i guess! 79) What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far? Getting married. ((going to therapy 80) What size shoes do you wear? 6 ((10 81) What would you want to be written on your tombstone? “Finally”. ((”i’ll be back” 82) What is your favorite word? Glub! ((intricate 83) Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart. Zi-Zi. ((organs 84) What is a saying you say a lot? Glub! ((”for fuck’s sake” 85) What's the last song you listened to? Girls and Boys by Good C)(arlotte ((same 86) Basic question; what's your favorite color/colors? Baby pink, lig)(t blue, lilac, mint green. ((rose gold, burgundy, olive, turquoise, black, eggplant, fuchsia 87) What is your current desktop picture? Zi-Zi. ((on my laptop? default mountains. on my PC? Mother Mother 88) If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be? ??? I don’t know! ((Donald Trump, probably 89) What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on? ...t)(ere are a lot. ((”are you straight” 90) One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What do you do? Go back to sleep. ((flip TF out and run 91) You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power? W)(at would I want t)(at I don’t already )(ave? ((flight 92) You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again? Being revived. ((??? none of it? leave that shit in the past my dude 93) You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? --Everyfin from t)(e time I was revived onward. ((what did i just say? 94) You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be? T)(ere are so many options... ((??? 95) You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? New Zealand! ((Paris 96) Do you have any relatives in jail? I mig)(t, w)(o knows. ((probably 97) Have you ever thrown up in the car? Yup! ((no, but i almost did! 98) Ever been on a plane? Yup! ((yup! 99) If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say? Most of t)(e fins I already say. ((”i can’t wait for the apocalypse”

#long #fis)(canons #((it's a long boy but it's both IC and OOC be prepared

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hun pls go to therapy

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yeoldontknow · 7 years ago

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do you have any tips for writing? Your writing is the best i've ever read, and I'm not exaggerating. I really want to be better, but i don't know how to improve. Is writing something you can improve in or is it just something you're born with?

hello anon~~

heres the thing: some people are born with a natural proclivity towards a certain skill. like you can be born with a good singing voice if it runs in your family or something - but that does not necessarily mean you are born being celine dion. you still have to work to hone your craft, practice, engage in ongoing trial and error. every talent or craft is something that needs to be continuously worked on - like a muscle! if you dont do the thing for a while, itll revert back to a previous state you might not be happy with. so, while you CAN be born skilled at something, no one is born perfect. AND YES. there are many things you can do to help yourself improve

- read. honestly, most of the authors/writers i admire are also avid readers. when you read a book or a fic or something, your vocabulary naturally expands. certain authors use certain words to describe things, others have various stylistic choices that determine how their story is paced. someone like hemingway might use very brief, short sentence with words that have high impact; while someone like isaac marion might use many sentences to get the same feeling across. its important you read BOTH authors because this will help you develop a style in your own writing, will help your own vocabulary grow - hemingway might say ‘the red seat looked like a feast’; isaac marion might say ‘the seat looked as though it were bleeding, and it made R terribly, terribly hungry.’ same sentiment - different way of explaining something (*note: those are not actual quotes, im just using an example idk)

reading also helps your imagination expand!!

- consume various forms of media/art. what i mean by consume is just engage with different types of arts. listen to music - music ALWAYS helps me get inspired, either in the sound or in the lyrics. and its to a point where i cannot write if the music/soundtrack isnt right. watch tv or films - i can assure you that hero is only as gritty as it is because i was watching sense8 while writing it. show is dark and foreboding constantly, and it definitely helped me structure my mindset to be in that world.

for both reading and tv and music - i dont mean copy the work. dont ever do that. that is plagiarism. but these things all help a person get inspired or feel creative or help them visualize a certain thing for their story.

- destroy the blank word doc. its easy to fear a blank document. EVERYONE fears the empty word doc. something about all that white is terribly imposing and threatening and you immediately start to doubt yourself. its like looking into a void. so how do we combat that? put down a sentence or three. WHO CARES IF THEY ARE GROSS? the void certainly doesnt, the void is just like ‘wtf these words are so itchy’ and youre like ‘fuckin...deal with it.’ put down sentences for your story and get rid of that blank page. these are not final sentences, you are going to edit them. do you know how many times chapter 13 of hero has been edited? literally, over 5 at this point. i cant seem to get it right AND THATS OK!! because i will! and you will too! just throw some shit onto a page and then go back and change it. (more on this later)

- start in the middle. while its also easy to be intimidated by a blank word doc, its also easy to be intimidated by not knowing where to start. if you have a great idea of the middle of your chapter - WRITE THAT PART FIRST!! if you get inspired by a dialogue or by a vision you have, you will kill it almost instantly by going ‘ok but i have to get them there first’ and then trying to wrap your mind around it. immediately, the mood dies and it feels like pulling teeth to get some words down because thats not what your muse wants you to be thinking about. so, write that cool scene first. i PROMISE once its out, more will come. the ending of chapter 7 for hero was written before chapter 6 AND before even the start of 7. WRITE WHAT INSPIRES YOU AND I PROMISE MORE WILL COME!!

- edit, edit, edit. so. you started in the middle, drafted your Cool Scene and burned the white doc down. AMAZING GO YOU!! but youre not done. you have to edit that. the first thing your mind brings forth will not (not saying it cant but when youre trying to burn down a doc it likely isnt) be the final thing you release to the public. once you have your cool scene down, go back and edit. fill it in. make it better and pretty. change some words, fix your typos. when you think its great, move onto something else and THEN GO BACK. AND FIX IT AGAIN. i edit at least 3 times before i post something. no one ever puts a perfect thing down that they like first time round, and the only time thats ever happened to me was when i wrote pusher in a fit of GLORIOUS INSPIRATION THAT LIKELY WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN.

- have a friend read your work/be a hype man. rome was not build in a day and certainly was not built by one man alone. if you have a friend in the fandom or community, or even just a friend you trust enough to share work with, SHARE IT WITH THEM. my housemate likes kpop, but does not care nearly enough about it as i do, and also has no inclination to write fanfic whatsoever. BUT. hes super supportive of me and LOVES reading whatever i write - especially hero. sharing your work with a friend to get their opinion is the most vulnerable you will ever be but its EXCITING. i shared hero with him and all at once he was giving me tips on weapons and how the ear responds to gunfire and like his random interest in military strategy has helped guide hero so much. so while you might be shy, your friend might be dumb excited and become an incredible plot bunny.

and lastly the biggest tip i can give you is:

do not compare yourself to other writers. EVERY SINGLE PERSON has a different life experience or reason of interest that drives them to writing. for me and a few others, its therapy. for others, its simply a way to pass the time. for all of us: it is fun. keep this fun. comparing yourself to someone else almost instantly ruins any enjoyment you can get out of it. if i walked into this fandom expecting to be The Best, i certainly would not ever be that (gross, who does that anyway) and i certainly wouldnt be having fun. comparison pressures you unnecessarily and also taints your enjoyment of the fandom. write, enjoy what you write, DO NOT WRITE FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF PLEASING OTHER PEOPLE, and accept the fact that sometimes its going to be hard. BUT IT WILL ALWAYS. BE. FUN. so pls dont compare yourself. im an old fart who has been writing for a long time. walking in here and going ‘omfg im not that i cant be that jesus’ is not good! no, my hun. you will not be me. YOU WILL BE YOU. AND THATS EVEN BETTER!!!!

i hope this helped you dove

#the cutest anons #writing advice #Anonymous

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