#posts that could be a vent but No I Swear I'm Fine

[angeltism]

HAVING A FP SUCKS MY EXISTENCE IS PURROBABLY JUST MAKING US BOTH FEEL LIKE SHIT !!!!!!! WHY AM I LIKE THISS

[hg-aneh]

Yo, I don't know if you know this but your work is being posted on Pinterest

I sort of knew but never really cared about it until now-?

-lots of angry feed up whining below... and a bit of a breakdown-

Just a few hours ago I saw the comments on some of them and holy shit tiktok children are some of the most braindead individuals i have ever seen

I'm fine with reposts, and if I wasn't, I know I wouldn't be able to stop them

What's pissing me off rn is that my stuff is getting attention from *that* crowd, the booger eating snot nosed mocosos de mierda who are so privileged their main problems are "what's skrimblo skromblo doing now? omg is it problematic??? omg theyre like so evil 💀💀"

I- they're still fucking going with the Crowriel thing- How cool, how fun, totally not making me want to disappear again bc of all the trauma from that particular mess, nope, not at all

And the angel crowley x demon crowley thing- i swear to fucking god i- they're so dumb- they're so stupid- how is it incest you- they're the same person🙉🙉🙉🙉🙉🙉🙉🙉

I even saw some little shit saying "omg i used to like that artist until i found out they draw nsfw" ... WHAT IS HAPPENIGNJDNGKDBG??????¿?¿¿????¿

I swear I'm going insane, I wish I could take my shit away from those people, they're so-??????

Like I'm legit about to enter another joker era, I can't believe this is what fandom spaces are now, what is wrong with people

Sorry I'm using this as a vent post or whatever but honestly I'm tired of being subservient when it comes to these fucking people, at one point a bitch has gotta explode

"Why do you care so much about what ppl say abt you online"

Because I have Seen what happens when you shut up about it. You either address it indirectly or become tiktoklovr103892's punching bag, there's no in between. Each second of silence is an admission of guilt for these motherfuckers

And I know that at the end of the day it doesn't matter but bro just allow me to be emotional over having an online space where I can have fun and take a break from life, be riddled with people who I've seen talking like they're praying for my downfall

Seriously what the fuck

What. the fuck.

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Now if you'll excuse me

[cottonlemonade]

Actions Have Consequences

word count: 729 || avg. reading time: 3 mins.

pairing: post-time skip Daichi x chubby!Reader

genre: smut, established relationship

warnings: mdni, nsfw

synopsis: Daichi is having a day at work and you’re not helping

He had spent the day running after the new recruits, trying to get them to behave and properly put away their gear, but they didn't take anything seriously and so most of the morning and afternoon was filled with face palms, exasperated sighs and desperate wishes for a quick end to his suffering.

So, to cheer him up, you had sent him uplifting messages throughout, ranging from venting along with him to sweet encouragement to promises of a delicious dinner and a new episode of your favourite show waiting when he came over after work but nothing seemed to really help.

And so, towards the early evening you tried something a little different and sent him a picture. It was innocent enough, you were sitting on your bed, in a cream-colored, silky nightgown you knew he loved, smiling angelically into the camera, showing just enough cleavage that it still could be considered an accident.

He smiled at the photo and told you he missed you.

You then took it a little further. The next picture he got a few minutes later showed you now lying on the bed playing with the strap of the nightgown, still that adorable smile playing on your lips.

He had to swallow when he saw that one, knowing exactly where it would lead and he was not pleased that you were teasing him while he was still dealing with the rookies.

He told you to have patience and to wait for him, promising to make you feel good as soon as he was done.

When Daichi’s phone buzzed in his pocket a third time, he expected you urging him to hurry, maybe even a little neediness, telling him how much you wanted him. What he didn't expect was a picture of his barely dressed girlfriend on her bed, biting her lip with her hand somewhere he very much had forbidden her to go without his permission.

Daichi: You better not be doing what I think you're doing, princess.

You: What if I am?

He felt himself grow harder at the thought of your gorgeous figure in your big bed, enjoying yourself. The silk hugging your delicious curves just right and your hard nipples pushing sinfully against the fabric.

But not without him. Especially not today.

"Are you alright, lieutenant?", one of the rookies asked, looking concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Daichi’s voice was more tense than he would have liked.

Having to leave you on read he tried to resume the training, but was so distracted that he asked a colleague to take over. The rest of his shift he spent at his desk, glad that the wood of the table was disguising his own, counting the minutes until he could leave.

When it was time, Daichi quickly grabbed his jacket and keys and jogged out of the building to his car.

The harsh rap on your door was enough for you to know who it was. You jumped out of bed and purposely slowly made your way to the front door.

You couldn't resist to call out, "Who is it?"

Your boyfriend's low voice came from the other side.

"I swear to god, babygirl, if you don't open up in the next five seconds, you're not gonna walk for a week."

You suppressed a chuckle as you unlocked the door.

He had his hand resting against the frame and a hungry look on his face when he pushed you inside, closing the door with his foot, pressing you up against the opposite wall.

His kisses were rough and sloppy and you could feel the outline of his already hard cock straining against his pants, making you smirk into the kiss.

"You know the rules, princess.", his voice was calm, but he licked his lips as his eyes bored into yours.

"Yes, I do."

His hands cupped your breasts through the thin fabric of your nightgown. You hummed.

"Yes what?", he murmured.

"Yes, sir."

Daichi rarely got like this. Usually when you made love it was sweet and passionate. But every once in a while the stress got to him and he got needy and rough. Impatient.

He dragged his lips across your exposed neck, grinding his thigh between your legs and giving your plump ass a tight squeeze.

When you started to moan, he stopped and looked at you again.

"On your knees, princess."

[westwingwolf]

Why the Chenford Break Up Era Needs to Come to a Close Sooner Rather than Later on The Rookie...

I've expressed my opinion on the Chenford break over several long posts in the Chenford Discord. I'm sure I've annoyed them plenty with my thoughts, but I needed a place to vent so thank you for being patient with me and letting me rant. I swear I am trying to do better, but maybe getting all of my thoughts out in once place will finally calm the beast inside me enough to hold back any further ranting. This post will focus on what should come next after the break up, and not my opinions on whether the break up should have happened at all. It's over. It's done. We're here now, and I have to accept that so I can move on to enjoy what comes next.

Anyways, I thought I would collect all my thoughts here for those of you who are not in the discord. Whether you agree or disagree with me, that's fine. I'm making this public so I know I am opening myself up to disagreements. Just know I'm likely to respond if I can, and I'm less likely to give up discussing my opinion until long after it is necessary. So fair warning, everyone should proceed with caution.

On the highly unlikely chance that someone involved with the show sees this and it makes them think about what stories the show wants to tell, then feel free to share.

I foresee this getting long as the introduction is already this long, so proceed behind the cut if you dare... (Spoiler alert: it is very long.)

First off in most typical break up storylines on television (Because keep in mind I am strictly talking about how these storylines are portrayed in fiction for maximum dramatic effect. Real life is a totally different thing.) , there are certain elements that play out in a break up that is always meant to be temporary. And make no mistake, I do believe this break up is temporary. I refuse to believe otherwise. It's just a matter of how temporary will it be. I must also commend the writers for hitting these elements in a quicker fashion than I expected. (Whether that turns out to be a good thing or not depends on what comes next, but for now I like it.)

Avoiding each other and thereby avoiding fixing the issues that caused the break up. This element is the biggest key in determining how long the break up can last. The longer the characters avoid talking to each other, the longer the break up can go on without being resolved. As we saw in 607 Crushed, Tim didn't want to talk about it while Lucy did. This set the stage for avoiding the issue. This could have gone on longer with Tim digging his heals in to avoid addressing the issue by first refusing to admit to it, but Tim actually did the adult thing and sought out help. Because he had been thinking about needing help all day and because Lucy gave him that final push to get it when he still wanted to avoid talking to her about their issues. That dramatically cuts into the waiting time of couples getting to the point where they can talk about their problems.

Pining for each other. I will admit I thought 608 and 609 were going to be episodes where Tim and Lucy avoided each other entirely to prolong more of this break up by not having them interact at all, but I was pleasantly surprised and glad to be proven wrong. They had their nice pining and awkward moment in Grey's office in 608 Punch Card. Tim spends time thinking about Lucy and being reminded of her birthday. That leads to the very sweet Kojo Birthday Card moment which leads to an even bigger moment of pining for each other in the hall.

Putting aside the relationship problems to help each other and be vulnerable with each other. In 609 The Squeeze even though Lucy is still hurt by the break up, she knows Tim is going through a lot, and so she does what she can to comfort him. Thereby showing that Lucy is still the one who brings out the most vulnerable side of Tim. He put on brave face for Grey and Angela and everyone else, but that moment of melting into Lucy's arms and answering that he is okay now that she's holding him showed just how much he was trying to hold it all in. And he immediately goes back to his brave front once the elevator doors open. Tim has always been his most vulnerable with Lucy and that doesn't change whether they are together or not. Like the Kojo Birthday Card moment, this shows that they still care about one another and they don't let anger from/resentment of/shame about the break up stop them from showing that they care.

Working together in spite of the break up. I was surprised by how quickly they had them working together after their break up. I knew thanks to spoilers that they would have scenes together in 610 Escape Plan, but I expected group scenes. I didn't expect the car scene. Talking about Tim's therapy. Joking about their sex life. They seemed more at ease together after a break up than I thought they would be. Which makes it hard to believe they can go back to any of the major awkwardness from before. A scene like where they can barely speak to each other in Grey's office coming after this kind of moment won't make much sense. Therefore they have to be out of the awkward post break up phase. Again something that significantly cuts down the timeline in delaying getting back together.

Having the talk about their issues or at least getting close to the talk. Now, Tim and Lucy haven't had the full discussion about the breakdown of their relationship and all of Tim's issues. But they are closer to having it 610 then they were back in 607. With Tim going to therapy, with the sense that he wants to continue therapy despite having a psychotic blackmailing therapist, and with the apology he gave Lucy in the elevator along with his promise to repay her kindness in whatever small doses she'll allow; all of that indicates that he is finally in a place to have the necessary discussion about why they broke up. And Lucy wanted to have this talk back in 607 so there no longer seems to be a reason to delay it.

So now with all the steps that The Rookie has already shown through the Chenford break up, it's time to think about what comes next. Typically once the characters finally have the talk about why they broke up, they tend to talk about if they can get back together. We know the show is going to have do a little bit of time jump. A couple of weeks at most. If they want the audience to see this discussion, they'll have to come up with a reason for why they delayed it instead having it almost immediately when the door was open for them to have it at least the next day after that elevation conversation. Which I will allow if only because I really want to see it. If you remember when Wopez broke up in season one; they indicated they needed to talk about their relationship, then the talk they had was off screen and the next time we saw them they were back together. Great for them, but after the emphasis on how important is is that Chenford needs to talk to each other about why Tim broke up with Lucy, I want to see it. So I'm willing to go along with Lucy needed a couple of weeks to wrap her head around the idea and gather her thoughts to confront Tim.

What I will not understand is if Lucy or Tim decide to delay this talk for a long period of time. Lucy wanted to have the talk from the beginning. Tim wasn't ready but there is clear indication that his ready now. In order for Lucy to have agency in this situation and regain the balance that she lost when Tim unilaterally decided to break them up, I do think Lucy needs to be the one to say she wants to talk about their relationship. I don't want it to be like Tim saying "I'm ready to talk about our relationship" and Lucy to respond with "Oh, now you're ready?!" Because she would have a right to be mad. And if Tim is being true about letting Lucy take the lead by accepting his proving how much he appreciates her in however she will allow, then he has to wait for her to make that decision. I can't see Lucy delaying for whatever reason for too long. Even if she is still hurt by his actions, her curiosity about the cause of the break up is too much for her to let it go indefinitely. Think about how she was in 607 where she was desperate to know why. Think about her behavior after Emmett broke up with her, and this is Tim. She cares about Tim way more than she ever cared about Emmett. If nothing else, that need to know why is strong in her.

Having the discussion about the break up has a huge impact on whether or not the break up storyline can continued to be prolonged or not. As long as they avoid having the discussion, the longer they can delay the characters getting back together. But Chenford has already reached the logical point where they should have the discussion. As I've shown above it doesn't make sense for Tim or Lucy to want to delay it, so it cannot work for character reasons. It also doesn't make much sense for storyline reasons because they've already done everything else they can possibly do during a typical break up storyline as I explained above. This is literally the last step. Any delay would strictly be done to drive the viewers crazy, and when your writing becomes so obvious as to manipulate an emotional response from the audience it veers into bad writing territory. Always try to keep the writing more subtle so that it works for a character or a storyline, and not so you can see the pipe laid out easily for the viewer.

Now that I've explained why they have to have the discussion right away, I will talk about how I think it should be handled and what I would like to happen because of it. And when I say right away, I mean season 7 premiere. I'll give them until 702 if they have a lot going on action wise, but no more wasting time after that.

As I said, I want Lucy to have agency. That means she decides when they have this discussion. That also means giving her a lot more control in what happens because of the discussion. I understand her heart is broken. Her trust in Tim is broken. However, I do not believe the answer in fixing any of that is by her deciding not to give Tim another chance right away. Her agency isn't going to be affected by her deciding to stay broken up with Tim. She doesn't somehow get more power or power back because she decides they can't be together right now. I also don't see Lucy punishing herself or Tim because she is hurt and angry. That's Tim behavior, not Lucy behavior. If she loves him, if she wants to be with him, then she will want to fight for them. Also she has a psychology background, is she really going to let Tim suffer because he was going through an identity crisis? Is that at all true the nature of one of the most empathetic characters on the show? Lucy's agency comes in guiding the story and taking control. If anything delaying getting back together, only keeps her level of agency in the relationship/break up at where it was before. If she chooses not to get back together with Tim now, then what will drive her to make that choice later? Something he does to change her mind? Some unknown time when she suddenly feels "ready"? Neither of those options show me she has control. True agency in her relationship is her saying "I want to be with you, but things in our relationship have to change for the better, and this is how I want to make those changes happen."

Which leads to the what I hope comes next. I want to see Tim and Lucy actually working on their relationship. I don't want them going the route of "Everything is better now that we had that break up and got back together so we never have to discuss the problems that led to our break up again." Like what was essentially done to Wopez. Or how every now and then Nolan kind of snarkily brings back up the fact that Bailey hid the truth about Jason from him, and when he does she looks like she wants to beat him over the head with a bat. Actually working on fixing the relationship is more interesting a storyline that prolonging a break up as long as possible only to pretend like everything is okay afterwards because getting back together somehow miraculously solved all their problems. The writers and actors told us the importance of this storyline was to show them as a real couple with real problems. Well, a real couple that wants to be together is going to work on their problems if they have any hope of staying together so show me Chenford working on their problems.

One way to show me Chenford working on their problems is through couple's therapy. I think watching Tim and Lucy in couple's therapy would be funny, heartwarming, and dramatically tension filled with angst when necessary. And there doesn't have to be a lot of sessions. At least not a lot shown. Alexi mentioned not wanting to do the static, almost repetitive nature of Tim in therapy even though theoretically he does want to show ways that Tim has continued therapy. So really all that is needed is one episode of Tim and Lucy in therapy. Bookend the scenes of the episode with the first meeting is them being funny and awkward about it. And the final scene has the more raw and emotional moments that are tough to watch but get them understanding each other better. Then the rest of the episodes all they have to do is talk about what they learned or discussed in therapy or trying some exorcises to improve communication and intimacy.

No matter what Tim and Lucy do to fix their relationship, one thing that is absolutely necessary is to show Tim's growth. He started showing this in the elevator scene in 610 by willingly be more emotionally vulnerable with Lucy. It's never been about that Tim can't be emotionally vulnerable with her. He's more vulnerable with her than anyone. It's about Tim willing to put himself out there without Lucy having to ask or work to pull his feelings out of him. He pushes his feelings down so much that he doesn't ask for help when he needs. He needs to learn to ask for help. And he needs to learn to accept that help when it is offered. I would like to see Tim have another personal crisis, but this time instead of hiding and ghosting Lucy, he tells her about it immediately. She doesn't even have to ask or notice that something is off about him, he just tells her that he has problem and he wants her help in whatever way she can help him. That shows that Tim has grown and that he trusts Lucy to allow her to see the messy parts of himself. We know Lucy has seen plenty of the messy side of Tim and still loves him, but there is a part of Tim who is still afraid Lucy will walk away if he causes too much trouble. That's part of the reason he broke up with her. As much as he wanted to protect her, he also wanted to protect himself by not having her walking away from him. In his mind he lost Isabel because he didn't do enough and she said that living up to his standards was too much for her. He lost Rachel because he couldn't move for her job, and she couldn't give up that opportunity either. He lost Ashley because he couldn't give up being a cop, and she couldn't deal with that kind of life for him. Time and again has shown him that he isn't enough for people all the way back to probably feeling like is some kind of disappoint to his dad. And anyone who stays with him is going to be dragged down by him. The sad irony in that Lucy feels the same way in how her parents treat her. Lucy is the person who can understand Tim the most and love him for all of it. So an opportunity for Tim to willingly put himself out there for Lucy would be a great turning point in their relationship to show it has changed for the better.

Now you are thinking, well once everything is fine between Tim and Lucy isn't that going to make things boring again and put us right back to where we were before? I would argue that things were never boring, but if you are asking if it is not better to prolong the break up so that at least Tim and Lucy have a storyline filled with tension rather than things going back to being good between them again, I say no for these reasons:

Because the working through their problems storyline is filled with tension and needs to happen. It is still wrought with tension of whether or not it will work out. Arguably more so than just waiting to see if they will change their minds about getting back together. Working on their issues means putting all those problems right back in the forefront. It means talking about them instead of avoiding them. It's raw and messy and potentially shows all the cracks in the relationship that has to be repaired.

A longer delay in getting back together means we are less likely to see them actually work on their problems. If God forbid, they take a whole season for Tim and Lucy to decide to get back together, then we don't get any of that. If we manage to get a season 8, and Tim and Lucy don't get back together until the season 7 finale, then what is likely to happen is we come back to season 8 with them saying they worked it all, are fine, and will go on happily with their lives. Which is great, but I'm still going to be pissed that I had to endure a season and a half of a break up and I didn't even get to see the effort of them working on their problems. And if we don't get a season 8, if the writers find out near the end of this season that it is their last and they spent so much time on this break up, then what we get is a rushed getting back together to leave us satisfied that they are together but not particularly happy in the execution of it.

Once they are back together, and even if they are happy, they still have other issues that could cause them problems. One is Lucy wants to work undercover. The other is the chain of command issue. These problems only have significance to Tim and Lucy's relationship if they are together. If Lucy goes undercover while her and Tim are broken up, Tim is probably still worried about her, but there isn't much he can do about it. If they are broken up, Lucy not being around because of UC is no different than Lucy not being around because they are broken up. It doesn't really capitalize on all the problems between them if they aren't together to make it an issue. Same with the chain of command problem. Doesn't really matter if they aren't together. Neither of these issues can be tackled to their full extent by the writers is Chenford is not back together first. And if these problems are solved before Chenford get back together, then it's taking away a potential storyline when Chenford inevitably gets back together. Becomes a little too easy for them if Lucy get a job out of being under Tim's chain of command and decides she doesn't want to do UC anymore before she gets back together with Tim. So get them back together sooner, and they can address the storyline sooner.

Now here we are at what storylines can Tim and Lucy have after they are back together, have worked out their problems, and seem to be in a good place.

1.) The chain of command issue: I get that it was a whole thing in 5B and eventually led to Metro Tim. Sadly, because I think the writers really do want to put focus on either Patrol or Detectives, that means no more Metro Tim. If we are all honest with ourselves, as much as we love Metro Tim, the show wasn't really do enough with him in Metro. They spent just as many storylines, if not more, figuring out how to get Tim back on Patrol and/or working with Lucy as they did doing his own Metro thing. For this reason, I think Tim is going to remain on Patrol until the end or when they promote/retire Grey so Tim becomes Watch Commander (which I hope also isn't until the end if they decide to retire Grey.) They came up with a storyline that still doesn't make any sense to me to keep Lucy from getting promoted to Detective in order to keep her on Patrol so I assume that means they want her to remain on Patrol for as long as possible too. (Seriously, Primm, you got promoted and presumably a position you wanted because of Lucy so take your male ego and shove it up your ass.) So that means Tim and Lucy both on Patrol for the foreseeable future. As mentioned above this isn't an issue for them until they get back together so it's not an issue the writers need to address until they get back together. And no point in fixing it prior to that if they want to have the storyline. But how to fix it?

Simple answer: Sergeant Grey says it is okay for them to date. Yeah, that seems to fly in the face of making it an issue the first time around. But Grey was also there for that time. He saw what Tim and Lucy were willing to sacrifice to be together. He saw what those sacrifices ultimately led to. He paired them to work together even when they were dating and knows they can still work together well. They weren't too terrible even during the adjustment period of their break up so he didn't have to say anything more than once about making it work. If he sees them working just as well together as they are broken up, and none of it causes problems, then he can make the call to let them date. Chain of command issue be damned if he says it is not a problem. Especially if he doesn't want to lose one or two of his best officers. At this point, Chenford has been through enough so who is really going to care? Are the fans going to put up a big fuss if it means if we get to see Tim and Lucy not only dating but also working together? If the writers insist they have to remain on Patrol, then this is a concession they have to give us to make it work.

More complicated answer: Promotions As unlikely as it seems, I say just give everyone the necessary promotions. That starts with promoting Grey to captain. (Shh. I don't care about Lieutenant. ) Grey has been treated like the show's captain since Captain Andersen died. He is always in charge for the big events. Angela and Nyla go to Grey to talk about cases even though he isn't their boss anymore because they work in the Detective department. When Tim got promoted and worked in Metro, he was the same rank as Grey and answered to Pine, and yet somehow he usually answered to Grey anyway. The LAPD is currently going through a big shake up; some higher ups were probably compromised with this whole blackmail scandal. I'm sure one or two captains could have lost their jobs/rank. Promoting Grey wouldn't really change anything storywise in terms of what he does, but it would make more sense. Once Grey is promoted, Tim becomes Watch Commander. During this time Lucy takes the sergeant exam and passes easily. Grey creates a position in which Lucy is now his aide. She becomes his right hand woman when crisis mode. She can work on Patrol as sort of a liason role like Tim had in Metro so she can keep doing Patrol storylines. And if Grey is okay with it, she can even do some undercover work when necessary. It keeps Lucy available for all potential storylines while also giving her a well deserved promotion. And she will officially be under Grey's chain of command only and not Tim's.

2.) Tim and Lucy moving in together storyline. Once Tim and Lucy are back together, things get awkward for Celina as she now takes over Tamara's role of constantly catching Tim and Lucy in the middle of kissing. And maybe other things. Only a thousands time worse for everyone because Tim is Celina's boss and they all work together. Celina doesn't want to know that much about her boss/coworker's sex life, and they wouldn't like her knowing about it either. So after some very humorous and awkward moments, Tim and Lucy discuss moving in together. Are they prepared for this? Are in they in a good place after their break up? (Which is another reason they should get back together soon rather than later so there is more time between being in a good place and moving in together so it makes more sense.) Do they want to move in together to a place they already have or find a new place all together that is all their own? If they find a new place, they don't have to worry about Tim's home looking different yet again. That's at least two or three episodes. Build up the awkwardness with Celina, have the discussion about moving in, finding a place and moving in.

3.) Lucy getting a longterm undercover assignment opportunity. This storyline would ideally happen just as Tim and Lucy feel happy and secure in their relationship and have taken a big step like moving in together. They finally have to discuss what this means for them and if they truly can handle it. I think Lucy will have to take it and they will be able to make it work because they've put in all the effort that came before with working on repairing their relationship to make it stronger. If the show gets an 8th season, I can see this as a cliffhanger so that they can use the break between seasons to be a time jump so Lucy can be UC for months without having to isolate her for too long from the rest of the characters. Come back in the season 8 premiere with the end of the assignment winding down to an big action packed finish worthy of a premiere. And then Lucy decides she hates the isolation of longterm UC because she is a social person who needs to be around the people she loves. So she never does longterm UC again, and it is no longer an issue for Tim and Lucy. If this is the final season, then same storyline and outcome but sped up over a few episodes with an even more dramatic conclusion of Tim & Lucy hating being apart so they decide to get married.

And finally, I present you with the additional benefits of getting Tim and Lucy back together sooner rather later:

Secret Dating Era Redux: Tim and Lucy hiding their relationship once again, but this time it's more difficult and potentially more funny. Tim sneaking out of Lucy's apartment early in the morning without getting caught by Celina. Tim and Lucy having to act sad about being broken up even though they are back together. Other people trying to set them up in front of each other, and having to come up with excuses to say no. All coming to the ultimate conclusion where everyone finds out they are dating again. Just want the fans wanted: the everyone finds out reveal. I say Nolan should still be the last to know.

Tim finds out out Lucy dated Nolan: Maybe it comes up in their therapy sessions. Maybe Lucy mentions it when she talks about the issue with dating a cop. Whatever the way it happens, it's best if Tim and Lucy are together when he finds outs to really milk it for a potential issue. Also great to see Tim finding ways to take out his annoyance about it on Nolan. Bonus points if it if happens during the secret dating era redux so Nolan has no idea why Tim is mad at him.

Tim and Lucy having fun arguments again: Comparing their first date to their second first date or whether it's their second second first date. What counts as their anniversary? When they started dating? When they started dating again? Do they have two anniversaries? Does Lucy only want two anniversaries because she wants twice as many presents? The list goes on and on for how they can try to put humor into the idea of the break up once they know they are going to be okay after getting back together.

So there you have all my reasons for why and how Tim and Lucy should get back together sooner rather than later. I know we all want them pining for each other. I get it, but ask yourself how much time do you really want to wait to see them get back together. After the initial break up, there was a three week break of no new episodes, then four episodes where they are broken up, and now we wait 8 months just to see season 7. So that's 10 months of dealing with this break up already, and we don’t even know how much longer it will take. Do you want to wait even longer or do you want to see Tim and Lucy fix their relationship as soon as possible?

As a treat for those who suffered through this long ass rambling of my thoughts, I present you with a snippet of my new multichapter fic which I hope to finish soon so I can begin posting it in July. It's a Chenford fic based on the Once Upon A Time tv series concept. Basically if fairy tale characters were in the real world.

After they finish their meals, Lucy brings Tamara a pillow and a blanket for the night. When Tim sees that she has brought a second pillow and blanket for herself, he asks, “What do you think you are doing?”

“Staying the night with Tamara,” Lucy answers plainly like that should be obvious.

“This isn’t a slumber party. She is still our prisoner. You actually have to guard her,” Tim insists.

Lucy scoffs in disbelief. “You don’t trust me to do my job?”

“I trust you implicitly. I don’t trust her,” he points at Tamara, “not to give you some sob story that tugs at your heartstrings and has you handing over the keys.”

“You know what? Fine.” Lucy takes said keys and opens the cell. Stepping inside she throws down her pillow and blanket on the other bed. She then reaches her arm through the bars to lock the door from the inside before tossing the keys back to Tim. “You can let me out in the morning, and not have to worry about our prisoner escaping in the middle of the night.”

“And what are you going to do if there is a fire or an earthquake?” Tim asks smugly, thinking he has the upper hand.

Lucy shrugs as she challenges him on that unlikely scenario. “I guess I’ll have to trust that you can race back here quickly enough to let us out before the building crashes down on us.”

Tim doesn’t respond. Instead he leaves, and Tamara thinks he is admitting defeat and going home. But he quickly returns with his own pillow. “Just how many pillows does Smitty keep in this place?”

“Enough to build a fort,” Lucy answers as she sets up her bed. Not surprised at all that Tim is choosing to stay.

“Figures,” Tim responds as he puts his feet up on the desk while situating his pillow between his head and his chair. “Don’t stay up too late gossiping. We have a trial to attend in the morning.”

Lucy shakes her head, but fondly tells him, “Goodnight, sir.”

Tim answers with a grunt and nothing more.

Lucy seems less interested in gossiping and more interested in telling ghost stories. “Have you ever heard the one about Gracey Manor? It’s a local legend about the mansion that rests on the highest hill at the edge of town.”

Tamara and Lucy spend the next couple of hours talking and playing with a deck of cards Lucy brought with her. When they finally do go to sleep, Tim’s eyes are still closed, but Tamara has the sneaking suspicion that he is only resting his eyes. That if any trouble were to happen in the middle of the night, he would awake alert and ready to perform his duties. She knows her own experiences have kept her mindful of never allowing herself to fall too deep into sleep, but she can only wonder why Sheriff Bradford would learn such behavior.

[yuu-kumeii]

Heeello, hru?

i want a tsukishima kei × fem!reader, NO TIME SKIP, i want his reaction on the reader hugging him suddenly without saying anything and the reader doesn't pull away from the hug (aka gives him a long hug)

(Reader is clingy and doesn’t want to vent, but at the end she let it all out)

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, crying

Omg hi anon❗❗❗ I'm doing fine when I got this, but now I'm like a deflated grammar balloon 😭😭😭

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO FINISH YOUR REQUEST I SWEAR I WAS THINKING ABT IT THE WHOLE TIME AFTER I GOT IT, I just didn't get the motivation at that time so I waited for inspiration to strike. But then inspiration hit me too hard and this ended up going waaaay off track ⚰️ PLUS I wrote the middle part during a campus tour and boy am I glad to have friends who are willing to be my beta readers bc past Yuu was NOT having a good time there 🥹. So sorry again in advance if this isn't exactly what you were expecting 🙏

Btw, your all caps red NO TIMESKIP is kinda funny to me bc it's like telling me to REMEMBER THAT THIS IS A PRE TIMESKIP THING NOT POST since I'm someone who mainly writes for post timeskip 💀 ntm how you probably had your own timeskip waiting for this thing 🧍‍♀️but anyways I hope you still enjoy this monster of a drabble fic hybrid 🫶

Also heads up, it's an established relationship, yeah sorry I didn't know if you would be ok with that but uh yeah sorry 😭

Word count : 3.5k (How did I get here)

There wasn't any indication as to why you started to feel the way you do, maybe you were tired. It could be from stress, school work has been piling up so it wasn't a stretch to say that you might've been feeling a little burnt out. But deep down, you know exactly why. You're just too embarrassed to say it out loud, because what kind of person would you be to think that your friends were that shallow? A bad manager and an even more awful friend, that's what.

Everyone has been asking about you, concerned for your lack of response as of late. You barely look up from your notebook, something about a 'full proof strategy for their next game'. One so full proof it apparently doesn't need any input from the team or Kiyoko...or the coach... It's obvious you're trying to avoid them without being absent. Which makes it even more strange, usually you'd want to get away from the people you're avoiding. So why aren't you?

"Oh no, [Y/N] lookout!" A voice suddenly calls out, snapping you out of your thoughts just as you see a ball coming straight for you.

Before you could react, someone beat it to you, "I got it!" A hand reaches out and blocks the ball, you don't register who it is until—

"Nice save, Yacchan!"

Of course.

Yachi was the one who saved your face from getting pummeled while you sat there with your head in the clouds. All the more reason the team should just— just—

Just kick you off the team.

Ah.

There it is.

That's what's been on your mind. Why it was so hard for you to actually avoid them, you were scared to be pushed aside while trying to encourage them to do so. Thinking you were being good at your job, only to see someone new do it better.

You feel like you've been lacking as a manager, despite being in the club for longer. It felt like the newcomer, Yachi, was doing a lot better in the short time she's here. You know it was unwarranted, she's been nothing but helpful. Picking up all the little things you and Kiyoko taught her. The team also welcomed her with open arms, as did you.

It was a gradual realization on your end, with 3 managers on standby, it's easy to lose track of who does what job. But more and more it felt like you've been doing the least out of the 3 of you. It really affected you, even without you knowing.

You start to forget routines, things like after school clean up duty, homework, even going as far as to forget planned hangouts. It felt like all you wanted to do was finish the day as quickly as possible, you don't even get up from your seat much anymore. Your indifference in class is mostly likely why no one tried approaching you for stuff, which makes sense, you probably look unapproachable anyway.

Well, almost unapproachable. If it weren't for Tsukishima, who chose to come up to you on days you fully ignore the team.

"What's up with you?" His words were short and lacked any poise, fitting for the only first year keen on riling up opponents and allies alike.

"...Nothing is, I'm fine" Much like Tsuki, your words were curt. Hoping that the less you answer, the more he's inclined to leave you alone.

Giving you an unconvinced look paired with an equally unconvinced once over, he shrugs and turns to leave you be.

"Suit yourself"

That hurts more than anything your own mind can throw at you, because all it does is convince you further that they're better off without you. All you've been doing is feeling bad about yourself, starting to forget everything important in favor of ignoring the problem.

But strangely enough, even when you forget, nothing seems to have any big consequences. When you realize you forgot about cleanup duty, your class partner just shrugs, saying your friend stayed behind and helped them instead. You think that it could've been Yamaguchi, he sometimes helps with cleaning duty when someone's partner goes home early.

It makes you feel worse about your moping, inconveniencing not one but two people. All because you can't convince yourself that just because Yachi is doing a lot better than you, it doesn't mean you're useless.

Right?

Not to mention the heartwarming messages from your friends when you don't show up to a hangout, they seem so understanding in spite of how you don't even tell them anything. The messages telling you to "Take care of yourself" and "Work things out at your own pace" could honestly make you cry.

Even the team tries their best to cheer you up, or at least to get your attention. You can't lie and say you don't see Hinata trying to get the other first years to pull some cool volleyball stunt he saw once, hoping that you'll congratulate them. It's hard to ignore it, especially when you can just feel his occasional stare, trying to get a reaction from you. But, as much as you want to cheer them on, you just can't do that. And yet, they're still so understanding. Trying to raise your spirit, Yachi even tried to start a conversation with you by asking for help on different managerial duties. But to no avail, all you do is point her in the right direction before going back to your place in the stands. Her efforts weren't in vain, but not enough to really get to you.

But it doesn't add up, how would they know you're going through a tough time? Are you really that obvious? You probably are. Either way, it's sweet of them to still think about you even when you're basically ditching them.

What does make sense to you is the homework, which you still end up submitting on time. All thanks to, you guessed it, Tsukishima. He just started reminding you about homework due in 2 days, complete with the pages and formulas needed. A smart comment about your recent forgetfulness is always attached to the message, something to remind you that it's from Tsuki of all people.

Someone you got to know through Yamaguchi, a mutual friend of yours, and if that's not enough, then being on the same team definitely is. As a manager on said team, you were always there for whatever sarcastic quip he had at the ready. Complete with every short joke ever made and that snide smile of his almost everyday. Needless to say, it didn't take long for a friendship to bloom. No longer hanging out only when Yams was around, you both built a routine for when you have each other. Yet you were always one to break routine for something new, a habit the tall beanpole never fails to challenge.

"Why do I have to come with you? You can just go alone" He says, not too keen on the idea of skipping your usual bakery visit for a cafe.

"Because I don't want to go alone and you're the only free one" You were always so sure he'd come with you anyway, to the point where you don't even try to convince him anymore.

He did end up going with you in the end, even if he did have his complaints here and there. But overall, it was one of the few times you can visibly see him having a good time. You chose a cafe themed around the stars and space in general, which you knew Tsuki liked quite a bit. Sure it would've been better to go to a dinosaur themed cafe, but the ones you know about are all the way in Tokyo and Fukui. Nevertheless, that space cafe visit was definitely a core memory in both your and Tsukishima's friendship, no matter how much that salt shaker wanted to deny it.

Though you did promise that one day, both of you would go together.

As friends, cause that's what you are, right?

Wait, actually do you even remember what happened after the space cafe? Wasn't it really important?

It feels like you know exactly what it is, it's a *fact* that you remember what it is. But much like everything else around you, it as well, whether you mean to or not, is pushed to the back of your head. Your thoughts start to discourage your resolve in this self-driven solitude of yours, built upon claims with no support. But why would the evidence matter if the claim itself is enough to make you believe?

It really felt like you were going to keep up this ruse forever, nothing really served as a consequence to you. The only thing keeping you in this state were the small glimpses of the team above your notebook, always up to some dumb fun. Something you always looked forward to in spite of the grueling practice ahead of them, well it was something you looked forward to.

Your eyes catch onto the other first years happily chatting with each other, except for Tsuki who preferred to stand on the sidelines, only chiming in to add a sprinkle of sarcasm into the conversation. That seems fun, you knew it was. As you watch everyone laugh at something Yachi says, something in you starts coiling around your heart.

You're suddenly aware of every breath you take, your thoughts start to repeat 'breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out...'

Your surroundings start to feel heavy, like you were tethered to your place. The sound of your own breathing feels louder than the voices in the gym. So focused on your empty notebook that everything else blurs at the edges of your vision.

It wasn't until you caught golden-brown eyes staring at you from across the court, genuine concern masked under a nonchalant gleam. You hold his gaze for longer than you'd like, unsure if there's anything else hidden under the bespectacled stare.

Tsuki only tilts his head in the direction of the other first years, probably telling you to come with them. You can only refuse, solemnly shaking your head. They can't possibly want you there with them, not after ignoring them for the better part of a week. It wouldn't be right to just butt in like that.

He probably knows that you're still not giving in, because it looked like he let out a sigh before walking towards them. Not before one last stare down with you, his gaze asking if you're sure about your decision. You can only hesitantly nod, you're not sure, you don't want to pick this decision, but you've convinced yourself that you're backed into a corner.

A corner you made up.

Well, no use in thinking about it now.

"Oi [Y/N], I'm gonna lock up the gym now! Better get going" Oh coach Ukai, you forgot he was still here. Taking your notebook and pen into your arms, you nod at the coach before heading towards the exit. Body slightly hunched over when you pass him, unable to look at him in the eye.

"Whatever it is you're going through, you know they got your back, right kiddo?" Ukai suddenly says, right before you leave. It makes you stand in your place for a while, thinking. You know they do, it just doesn't feel right to, especially when you didn't give them a valid reason for your distance.

"Y-yeah…Thanks, coach" You mumble, fully facing away from him. Turning to leave, when you catch a glimpse of the orange sky outside. Realizing how late it got, you break into a sprint back to your classroom.

Through the now empty halls, doused in ombre. No other soul in sight, leaving the sounds of your footsteps to be heard. The sky is beautiful today…wouldn't it be fun to experience it together?

Your pace slows right in front of your classroom, 1-4 written on a sign next to the door. Putting your hands on your knees to catch your breath from all the running, you stop to admire the light that passes through your classroom door.

And that's when you heard it, the faint scratching of a chalkboard being erased, you'd know that sound anywhere. It's soft, you could barely hear it over your own breaths, who could be cleaning it at this time? You know your partner didn't come to school today, they were sick. You yourself forgot, so why would anyone be there?

Slowly peeking through the door frame, you see a lone figure standing by the chalkboard. Short blond hair, a lean figure, headphones over his neck, the wire hanging loose. It's him, the one you felt the most guilt for. You watch him for a while, lazily swiping the eraser across the chalkboard.

So that's who your cleanup partner was talking about.

It wasn't Yamaguchi…

It was Tsuki.

He's been the one filing in for you, the one picking up after you. The one who kept pushing you to just talk to the team from a distance, he was looking out for you. The one that's been trying to reach out in his own way, you feel so stupid. Running away while your…

Your…

Your...

Own boyfriend looks out for you even when you unfairly pushed him away.

Your eyes glaze over and your breathing interchanges between short huffs and long shaky sighs. Feeling like you owe so much to him, keeping you afloat in an ocean of your own solitude. Step by step, you make your way over. Speeding up the closer you got.

Reaching him, you immediately press your face into his back. Arms wrapping around his waist, grabbing at the fabric of his school uniform to keep yourself in place. You can feel him tense, before slowly relaxing and going back to his cleaning. The guilt eating up at you even more, you clench your fists around his uniform, trembling in your place. Your lip trembles slightly, making your words sound even more pathetic than they already are.

"I'm…I-I'm so-so-...so-sor—ry—!" You sob, voice breaking off the same way you are. No words could express the mix of relief and remorse you feel, relief to be able to express your true feelings and remorse for your actions that didn't. Your eyes fill with tears that linger at their edge, waiting for a push to get them down.

"You better be, do you know how much they miss you? Those idiots won't stop asking me about you" Kei's words striking right through your heart, the coil no longer tight. Your tears finally fall as your cries get louder. You press your face further into your boyfriend's back for comfort, letting out all the pent up feelings you've harbored the past week.

"I…I just f-felt like—like I wa-was u-useless!" You whimper, sobs reduced to short intakes of air between big breaths.

"Idiot…" Turning to face you fully, Kei's hand settles itself on the top of your head, sliding down to the back. Pushing you further into an embrace of his own, refusing to look at you. One hand on the back of your head, the other fiddling with his headphone wires.

All that you've done, the distance you tried to make, it all came tumbling down. All at once. It was never supposed to take hold of you the way it did, so all you needed was something to justify ending it. Kei, is that something.

"It's just tha-that—Yachi is such-such a good mana–ger…be-better than me…" The words flow out before you could stop them, a confession to your actions. Hearing it out loud, you truly realize how weak your reasons are. It just shows how little it took to have you questioning your worth as a member of the team, laid out in front of the both of you.　

"..." His silence causes you to meekly look up at him, afraid of what he might think. Kei was always good at keeping a neutral face, never making it easy for you to know what he's thinking.

"I don't want to stop being your guys' manager…" You lower your head, voice a whisper, lip still quivering slightly.

"Then don't, no one's telling you to quit"

Huh.

"But—" You quickly look back up at him.

"But nothing, Yachi's great and all but when will we ever get another clutz like you who pays for my drink?" He has a smug look on his face after saying that, eyes filled with nothing but mischief.

You say nothing, words stuck in your throat. Still staring at his stupid smile, he's probably so proud of himself for that. But, you knew he said that to cheer you up. Something to keep you out of your own head, and it's working.

"Way to ruin the moment…" You mumble, "Could've been a bit more dramatic" A soft smile takes over your expression, already feeling much more relieved than before.

"You can do that by yourself," Kei retorts, looking at you from the corner of his eye.

"But you'd still do it with me" Your smile grows, eyes filled with adoration for the pretty face in front of you. After being alone for the better part of a week, it was nice to finally talk again. Even if you had so much making up to do, to everyone in the team, maybe you could start with the one who still held you close.

"Oh? You sound so sure of yourself for someone who's been running away from me" Eyebrow raised in faux skepticism, waiting for your answer.

"I promise I'll make it up to you first" You tell him, before burying your face back into his front, basking in his familiar scent and warmth where you feel most at ease.

"You better"

And you will. To all of them.

Walking home from school during sunset is a special kind of rare to you, barely anyone on the streets. Your newfound goal for the following week, circling in your mind. Beside you was Kei, matching your pace with long strides contrasting your own smaller steps.

"Kei…Do you want to stop by Paprika heaven?" You suddenly ask.

"Paprika heaven? Really?" Kei is not convinced you're being serious, you can practically sense that raised brow.

"It's a cafe! I know the name isn't the sweetest sounding but trust me on this!" You insist, letting out an exasperated huff.

"Shouldn't it be closed?" He questions further, still doubtful.

"It closes at 9, I checked" You proudly exclaim, crossing your arms with a content look on your face.

Kei rolls his eyes at your antics, "Alright, I yield" he raises his hands in surrender, yet a smirk still makes its way onto his face, "But you're paying"

You freeze, realizing that he's right. You are going to pay for it, with your own money. Immediately, your figure deflates dramatically. Slouching forward with an exaggerated groan.

"Right…" Your wallet will never forgive you. But not because Paprika Heaven was too expensive, a piece of your soul just dies whenever you take out a remotely large amount of money from your wallet.

This apparently amuses your boyfriend because he starts laughing, so much so that his shoulders move in time with each laugh. He turns to look at your stunned figure, which only entertains him more. Hearing his mocking laughter, it shakes you out of your stupor. Irritation starts to take hold of you, wanting him to stop laughing at your obvious misery.

"Wha—?! Stop laughing!" Your fists make contact with your boyfriend's chest, repeatedly hitting him to get him to shut.

"I'm serious! I might become poor after this!"

"That's your own fault" In between laughs, Kei is still able to call you out. Seriously, can't he take this seriously?

After a while he calms down, wiping a single tear from his eye. You also calm down, arms tired from the repeated attacks on your boyfriend. Leaning your forehead on his chest to rest, eyes closing on their own from the change in atmosphere. Kei only stands proud, hands in his pockets and a grin spread across his face in content.

Comfortable silence wash over you, the sun still peeking just beyond the horizon, lighting up the road just enough for you to see the way ahead. It's way too late for a bunch of high school students to be out, let alone ones who plan on staying out. But that doesn't matter, you can take the worried lectures from your parents later. Right now, you want to make up for lost time.

"Kei—," You raise your head to face him, taking a deep breath,

"Thank you" A closed eyed smile appears on your face, "For still putting up with me"

"...Whatever" He looks away from you, eyes gazing over the road in front of you.

But no matter how much he tries to hide it,

You can still see that small genuine smile on his face.

[importantchaosgiver]

Where Loyalties Lie:

Truth Now Seen

Summary: With a whole new revelation, (Y/N) is left confused, upset and angry. And she needs to vent. And, so... she does...

Warnings: Canon typical swearing

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No One's POV

(Y/N) held onto a rope as the ship bobbed along the waves. They were heading to High Tide, to Driftmark to meet with Corlys in hopes of betrothing Ser Laenor to Rhaenyra. Unfortunately, most people knew of Ser Laenor's... preferences and most didn't see this working at all. Then, Lord Strong walked up to her. The newly appointed Hand of the King after Otto had been dismissed from his post after rumours concerning Rhaenyra's virtue. "How is he?" (Y/N) asked Lyonel. He sighed softly. "He shouldn't have made this journey," he muttered. She looked down sadly. He was getting worse. And she couldn't bare that thought. "What of you? Are you well?" Lyonel asked gently. He had noticed her usual distant glances and stern, confused stares into the abyss. "Perfectly fine, my lord," she said calmly.

"You're not. It may not be as clear to others, but I can see it," he muttered. (Y/N) turned her head, glancing at Viserys who was coughing into a handkerchief. Then, she looked over to where High Tide was visible. "I've learnt something. Something... that changes everything," she muttered. Lyonel said nothing after that.

When they finally arrived, the winds had calmed somewhat and it was rather beautiful. Laena and Vaemond met with them as they saw Ser Laenor and Joffrey practicing. As Lyonel and Viserys went to go see Corlys and Rhaenys, (Y/N) stood on a balcony, overlooking the sea and High Tide. She then turned her gaze to the skies, to the gods if she could. "Viserys is resting," Rhaenys said from behind (Y/N). She didn't flinch. "Aye. This journey has taken a lot out of him. He should have never came. But, your husband is stubborn," she said. Rhaenys noticed her tone of voice. "Something troubles you, Lady (Y/N)," she stated. The female knight looked at Rhaenys and sighed.

"I've learnt some things... I wish I didn't," she muttered, rubbing her eyes. "Viserys's sickness?" Rhaenys guessed. She wasn't blind, she knew how (Y/N) felt for Viserys and him in turn. "No, well... partially. I learnt... my mother is actually barren. She found me... at the base of a Weirwood tree. Newly born, naked and crying. The face of the tree crying its red sap. A Child of The Seven," (Y/N) explained, looking at the older princess. And Rhaenys was stunned. "You're... a demi-god?" she whispered. "No... yes? I don't know!" (Y/N) said angrily, rubbing her face. "Everything I thought I was. A bastard, the daughter of a whore, a knight and protector... it changes now that I know this. The gods created me for something. And I fear what," she whispered. Rhaenys was of course, flabbergasted at this news. But, gently placed a hand on her back. "It will make sense," she reassured. "But it won't!" (Y/N) shot back, walking away from the balcony and inside.

"I have seen the most terrible dreams. And I don't know when it will happen, but it feels so real. I saw a boy with a crown upon the Iron Throne. And I couldn't mistake him for what he was. Everything about him said Lannister. He was hurting a girl for some reason. An innocent young thing. Then, I hear things. I heard... Winter Is Coming. And... Rhaenys... I'm scared," (Y/N) whispered, her breathing slightly quicker. Rhaenys noticed and moved forward, hugging the knight. "It will be fine. It will all make sense eventually," she said gently. Although, she was just as lost as her friend. She had no clue what it all meant. But, whatever it was... it wasn't anything of comfort or good...

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Sorry if it's short and the next bit will be the timeskip. Hope you like it!

[mattdrawssometimes]

Tw for $h/$u1c1de mentions/4buse mentions/ky$ "jokes"/doxxing/HUGE VENT POST

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Holy shit, I didn't really think I would be this affected by the hateful anon going around, but oh boy I was wrong. Like, I didn't get any asks, which I'm grateful for but this situation really reminded me of something that happened to me and I'm getting super paranoid.

Like, this is really hard for me to tell, but I wanted to let my amazing followers know why I'm going to take a break from Tumblr (and get things out of my system), because I swear that this is just bringing memories.

So, it's something I don't hide much, I am a minor. I am 14. Two years ago I started going through a horrible phase in which I started suffering from a lot of suicidal thoughts and even started sh (I am not proud of it and can gladly say I had gotten out of it), and I had a super low self-esteem plus I even tried twice to starve myself, yet I decided to date two people. Things with the first guy were okay, they didn't end that well but with the other one? It was horrible.

Well, things went by, two failed attempts of suicide two. We lasted 4 months. From December to April. When we broke up (I was 13) everything was fine, but suddenly he started spreading rumors about me having abused him, saying that I really had never loved him and just dating him because why not and things like that. I forgave the guy (horrible mistake) and everything was fine.

Everything was fine until fucking June, it was around the last days of school. In a gc with one of my best friends and this guy joined someone that just started saying stuff to scare us, I just thought it was a troll and didn't mind it. We kicked this person out and a few hours later the guy joined a friend of his that had the same banner as the pfp from this "troll". I was suspicious at first, but anyways. This person that joined soon started sending messages to me and shit talking about the guy. The guy was my friend, so I sent him screenshots. Well, turns out they were on a fucking call. The random person started calling me a lot of transphobic slurs and generally calling me a prostitute and a slut/bitch/whore. They sent a picture of a whorehouse and told me I worked there. Then they started telling me to go and finally kill myself, that there were knifes on my kitchen I could go ahead and use to end with my pathetic life. This affected me way too much, the worst thing? That person had my fucking full name (name and both last names), my city and my school because my ex told him. I was fucking 13 and this person was around 21. That was the last time I attempted something. I spent a whole week super paranoid only to find out it was all a "joke" my ex and this person had settled.

This anon thing is really reminding me of all this, that's why I will be taking a break, so, goodbye y'all until I come back. I won't tag this because I don't feel like it. Take care y'all<3.

[mrs-monaghan]

i know you aren’t a hater and you’ll probably not post it but I wish you will so I can feel seen because I am bursting with so many emotions and no one in my real life would get it. if it’s true that tae is dating that girl, i’mma let hate paralyse my mind. I swear there’s no coming back from this. I mean y’all telling me jimin being hated, slut shamed, defamed, threatened and sabotaged was all for nothing. I’m trying hard to ignore both jk and tae in this mess but y’all are telling they sat there and let your so called friend be dragged for years. There’s no way bighit don’t know about this.

This isn’t even about jikook because deep down I know it’s jimin over anyone else. I will cry for real so I’m hoping it’s not true. After all the mess jimin has gone through, the least taekook should have done is to at least kiss so as to justify all these hate. I know this is a jikook blog but I follow you because I’m curious about him and I am ready to support him in anything. But truly I am sad. I always thought if any of vminkook announce their relationship I will be relieved because jm will be free but today I realize that it’s the opposite. I am angry, I am sad and I feel so hurt on behalf of jimin. All those dc inside, YouTube hate video, death threats, report for jm. I’m going to sort out my feelings for taekook because deep down I don’t hate them… never😭😭

Anon. It's hard to be a PJM in 2023 so I understand. Trust me, I get it. I love this man an unhealthy amount. I see why you're getting affected by the Jimin hate. But here is the thing that I need u to think about before you take the anti route.

Here are the most recent Vmin hugs we have.

This was not part of the choreo

I mean look at Jimin's face

And the very most recent ot7 content. Again look at this hug. Look at V's face.

What I'm I saying? I think these motherfuckers love each other. That's what I think. I think V loves Jimin and Jimin loves V. Do I think they are as close as they used to be? No. But do they still love eo? Absolutely.

3 things 1) An anon made a point that I've been thinking about. The Tannies probably don't see what happens on I-twitter. They probably have their twitter curated and only shows what Karmy are saying. And Karmy are not the ones hating on Jimin. So for all we know V might be missing all this fuckery. I really don't see him seeing the pigmin and bangmin stuff and him being okay with that.

2) Jimin is no push over. Never has been. If V was being a dick to him or if Jimin had issues with V, he would have cut him out of his life. I honestly believe that.

3) Jeon Jungkook would never in a million years hurt Jimin on purpose or let someone else hurt Jimin. Ever. Like that's a thing that will never fucking happen. It doesn't matter who it is. This man defends Jimin even when his man doesn't need defending. Jimin can handle himself but when JK sees some fuckery going on he steps up. So aint no way he would be hanging out with V if the dude was being malicious.

I let u guys vent here and I hear and understand where you're coming from but my stand has always remained the same. As long as Jimin and Jungkook continue to love V, so will I. Clearly there is alot we don't know.

From the outside looking in, it looks bad but I really do think they're fine. If Jimin had an issue with what V was doing, not only would he shut it down, but so would JK.

I'll give you an example. JK came live and V told him to go to insta. A very awkward live happened but that's neither here nor there. What also happened was that live made noise even in the Karmy side. So this is what happened.

Tkk live ---- Jimin comes live for the shortest live he had ever done at that time. And he was busy. But for some reason he still stopped by. It seemed like it could have waited till he finished work---- V shares a Jikook photo for Jhope's birthday.

I think these 3 things are related. I think someone wasn't happy about the tkk live and that was V making it up to him.

I, think if Jimin has an issue he lets it known and handles it.

Jimin is not weak, anon. Jimin is quite strong. Stronger than people give him credit for. I guarantee if V was an issue he would have handled him by now. For all we know the dumpling incident got physical and u know Jimin won that fight.

So, its important to pause. Breathe. Its okay. Everything is okay. I'm about to say something extremely blunt now. Anon, it helps no one when u get affected mentally by Jimin hate. He doesn't know u and he will never hear about it if something happens to you. He and his millions will be perfectly fine. You gotta look after yourself first. Alright?

Love Shazy,

[nrdmssgs]

A heart full of pity (part 3)

Masterlist Part 1 Part 2

Part 4 (final)

Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

Summary: Cruelty leads to cruelty. This circle is difficult to break apart, sometimes it ends up breeding monsters, chimeras. But if one participant finds the strength to show compassion: there is hope for everyone.

TW: Mention of scars left by an injury (burns). Swearing. Thanks: @homicidal-slvt opened this portal for me and helped me share something very personal. I can never thank her enough. Check out her absolutely beautiful Nik drabble. @sofasoap created Lastochka series and got me absolutely enamored by a character I, could barely stand before. This is the real power of writing. And my dear @gamergirlbones who woke up one morning and decided to be the best, most supporting and encouraging person out there.

Authors note: Guys, Im sorry, I have to split ending in 2 parts! But I will post both right away.

Others slowly but surely noticed the changes. Of course Price was the first one, when he saw, how careful was Nik while helping her out of the car. Their debriefing was short. The documents that they brought back from the mission spoke for themselves: 141 got into a big fight, which they knew very little about before. 

“How are you?” Price skimmed through the papers and looked up at her. She glanced warily at Nik, but he was clearly not going to interfere in the conversation. “I'm going to be fine, captain.” 

“Yeah, so why every time I hear that, we are talking major injuries in the tf?..” Price muttered under his breath, giving one final look at the documents. “Nikolai, a friendly favor: take this one to the hospital right now and make sure she doesn't exit it the next minute you turn away.” Captain stopped them at the door of his office, calling her name. "Impressive work out there. Keep it this way."

For a while they drove along the night country roads in silence. Both were lost in their own thoughts. Outside the car was pitch darkness and only rare pointers reflected the headlights. “I think Price hates, how I executed the whole thing.” She almost didn't expect Nik to answer - just wanted to say out loud, what was on her mind. “How we executed it. And the last time I checked, he called our work impressive.” He pats her shoulder, not looking away from the road. 

“That's the thing. You ever heard him calling anybodys` performance impressive? Clean, effective, messy - yes, he uses that. But “impressive”? I worked with the man for many years, and I hear it for the first time.” She's clearly venting, and Nik just lets her go, comforting her with his hand on her shoulder.

***

The first time she reunited with others from 141 was weeks later, when she was out of the hospital, and others from the task force came back from yet another mission. Their plane was descending on the landing strip. 

Gaz notices her sitting on the ground near hangars, her arms buried up to the elbows in the open belly of Nik's helicopter. He nudges Ghost and nods at the porthole. "World War III begins in 3...2...1..." Ghost eyes her for a moment, then looks to the far hanger, from which Nikolai emerges. “I'm not standing between those two, when they're on each others` throats,” Simons` voice is muffled, but he is clearly not amused by what might happen, when two of his colleagues might start a full-blown fight over that helicopter.

"My twenty says that they will now peacefully dig under the hood of a copter side by side." Price suddenly intervenes in their conversation.

“Thirty and you deal with them if there's blood,” answers Gaz.

When they finally land and exit the plane, Nik sits beside and helps her, explaining something, pointing to a few spots on the helicopter and giving her a reassuring firm grasp on the shoulder. “What the hell just happened?” Gas is utterly confused.

"I just made 60 pounds - that's what happened." Price has the most cocky and satisfied grin, a man could ever master. “I didn't bet,” mutters Ghost.

***

Since then, she and Nik are often spotted together. Sometimes they are working in one of the hangars on Nikolais` bird, sometimes they just sit on the steps next to the barracks and chat. Sometimes he grins, leans closer to her ear and quietly says something in Russian, and she bursts out with laughter. They develop inner jokes, they are unable to explain to others, little gestures of care, reserved only for each other. But most importantly: the tension that appeared earlier in any room where they were forced to be together disappears.

She still can't participate in the operations, since they grew much more heated. So all she is left is to sit in the office, doing paperwork and greet others after missions. And of course, there are hospital visits. Her least favorite part, because she is so eager to be back in the game, to fight along them. And instead, she gets check up after minor operation after check up after yet another operation. Nik tries to make it better, cheering her up, saying his ‘do svidaniya*’ and furtively stuffing sweets into her jacket pockets so that the hospital diet doesn't finish her off. He finds himself missing their chats, when they are apart, so he makes sure to write her time to time. Usually she gets just a nice encouraging message, something like “You survived soviet medicine*, at this point you're gonna make through anything, little one”. But sometimes Nikolai lets himself be more sincere. “The base looks empty without you.”

“I've left just a day ago. It's your way to say, you miss me?”

“That… And I may or may not look for anybody, who could give me an alibi, while I talk to one particular Sergeant, that got way too creative with customizing his seat in my heli.”

“... Nik, radi vsego svyatogo, ostav` vospitanie Maktavisha ego kapitanu*.”

When Nikolai leaves 141 for a long time for private business - something changes. It doesn't happen overnight: she just gradually starts responding to his messages more rarely. Although he knows, there may be many simple reasons for that - he can't help, but worry. Nik knows he can always make a call, and of course Price would alert him immediately if anything serious happened. But his gut tells him that something is wrong, way worse than “she slipped back into ‘oh he is a bad mean FSB-guy, i'll ignore him’ paranoia”. 

***

So naturally, the first place he visits back in the UK base is Prices` office. After talking business, Nikolai asks captain, how is she. “I was hoping, you'd tell me…” Prices` face darkens by a scowl while he is rummaging through a pile of papers. Finally, a document falls on the table in front of Nik's face. Letter of resignation, signed by her. “Don't worry, I'm not certifying anything, until she uses our insurance to a full advantage. This may take months. But it's the least I can do.” “She's here?” Nikolai slowly lifts his gaze from her letter. “No, she has another screening session in the hospital. Rents a tiny apartment, so that she doesn't have to lie in a hospital bed all day. Think, I've had her address somewhere.”

Nik tries to not break speed limits, he really does. But a rage, rising somewhere deep inside his chest, doesn't help. He is angry at himself for being so ignorant, for not noticing that passion in her eyes burning out. How many times he witnessed her volunteering for a mission and Price turning her down, because he couldn't risk her? And that was before he left, so he doesn't know, how many more times she met that wall with her forehead. He left her alone at the exact moment, she needed him the most. Arriving at the house where she temporarily rented an apartment, Nikolai forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down.

She quickly answers the knock on the door. Despite the hot summer evening, she wrapped herself in a huge sweatshirt. First, she looks at Nik incomprehensibly, as if she did not recognize him. But then she shakes her head and speaks jazzily. "Hey, what are you doing here? Come in, I was just thinking about you!" “Considering the late hour, I hope, your thoughts were sinful.” Nikolai chuckles, letting her drag him in the apartment, but almost stumbles, when she plainly answers him. “Well, actually yes.” As he follows her to a compact kitchenette, she adds, “I was about to indulge in the sin of gluttony and was trying to remember how you prepared that thing on a mission ... Great, I even forgot the name of it.”  

He softly pushes her away from the stove and looks at the set of groceries. "I might just have an idea, what you had on your mind. Go sit, I'll figure out your ‘thing’, little one." Before she goes, Nik feels her hands clasping around his chest in a short, tight hug. “Spasibo, chto navestil. Ya tak po vsem vam skuchaiu, ti ne predstavlyaesh*.” She is so lively and bubbly in comparison to the last time, he saw her, it's almost easy to decide, she is happy. But Nikolai feels, she is not relaxed. Her smiles, jokes and touches - everything feels like a facade, hiding something. 

He is patient though: he cooks and shares diner with her, then tells her about the places he went to, some people he met. It's only when she yawns and stretches, he finally asks her. “So, what are your plans for the future?”

She frowns, smile still plastered to her face, yet eyes growing cold. “Price told you?” 

“Don't be mad at him. I'd find out one way or another. Captain just saved us time. And by no means I came here to lecture you. It's your life, your decisions. All I wanted to know is why and what's next.” Nikolai speaks in a friendly tone, easing her into conversation. 

She brushes the crumbs off the table and sits beside him. “Why? Because for years I've begged Price to accept me to the team. For years, Nikolai! While the rest of his crew got invitations from him, I climbed up the walls so that he would notice me. It means, Price was doubting me, but still gave me a chance. All I had to do is to prove myself worthy of his trust. And instead I throw a tantrum, refusing to work with you, then I almost go KIA. And after that I, a proud member of the 141, start a freaking street riot, even though I know very well that Price and the others always work nice and quiet!” She squeezes and spits the words out of her throat, trying to not raise her voice. “All I did for the last few months - I costed Price a great deal of money. I do nothing. Moving papers along his desk doesn't count, you could teach a goat to do that. This is not the way you thank someone, who gave you the chance of your life.” Niks eyes are glued to her face. He doesn't interrupt, although he disagrees with her. He just lets her share this pain. When she goes silent, he rubs her back. “Looks, like the Captain is your hero of a sort…” 

She hides her gaze somewhere between a countertop and a wall. “What, you want to get jealous now?” “My plans, my dear, never included becoming your idol or role model.” His breath rolls hot just above a tip of her ear. “You know, I have another perspective on your situation. With all your respect, I've been working with the Captain long before you met him. And let me tell you one thing: Price picks his men very carefully. But if he lets you in: he won't turn you down ever. You are in 141 till the end, you like it or not.” She turns to him, but Nikolai doesn't let her question him further on the topic of Prices` personal traits. As a professional negotiator, he understands, that the only way, he may get the answers, he needs, is to push for them right now. “Now, to the part, I'm most interested in: your plans.” She goes silent, trying to come with anything. After an obviously too long pause, she finally confesses. “Nikolai, there are… no specific plans. I just get out of military, find some place to work… I don't know, maybe someone looks for a personal assistant or a secretary.” “A personal assistant to help you sort through your paperwork and take your business partner hostage if the meeting don't go according to plan? Sounds like a great CV."

"Stop scoffing!" She slams her palms loudly on the tabletop. "What do you want from me? I have enough self-respect to stop feeding of Prices mercy, since I let him down. I'm just trying to figure out my life without 141. Or are you suggesting that I put on a mask on my face, take an edgy call sign like "phoenix" and go solo to get revenge on all my offenders? Don't be ridiculous, I'm too old for that sketchy shit!”

Nik looks absolutely unbothered, he gives her time to hear and analyze her own words and tone. Only when a guilty blush appears on her cheeks, he answers. “Someone's got teeth, I see. But you can't just drop something like that and pretend, you don't know, John Price took this guy, who was believed to be absolutely uncooperative. When they started working together, no one even heard a name ‘Ghost’.” 

“Don't compare us. With his skills, Simon Riley can overthrow a few governments a week and Price would still want to keep him. Gods, anyone on Prices place would frankly want the same. Lt is on another level, and it's too late for me to even try to get there.”  She holds her open palms up in a gesture of conciliation. “Look, Nikolai, I`m sorry. I hate it more, than anyone of you guys, but this just has to be done. I will not drag the whole team to the bottom, I will leave quietly, no drama. I promise we'll all meet in a pub sometime in a few years and have nothing, but laughs about the times I pretended to be a soldier."

“Little one, maybe you can manage to escape Price, but I'm not letting you anywhere that easily. What you need is not jolly reunions on a grave of your career - you need… Oh, and I just might be able to provide it…”  She doesn't like the smile with which Nik says it, but she doesn't have time to get a word in before he gets up and walks out into the hallway. "How much longer might they need to screen you? A couple of days?" She jumps up and hurries after him. "Yeah, I guess. Wait, what are you even talking about?"

Nikolai stops at the door. "I'm talking about a little break. You can think of it like a vacation. I'll pick you up in 2 days."

“Remind me, what state of mind I was in, when I agreed to this?” She flicks through the magazine in annoyance, as if such an action might magically reveal anything other than a couple of uninteresting travel articles and a list of duty-free goods.

“I'm a charmer, and you just can't say no to me.” Nikolai purrs, leaning back in his seat. “Are that the same words, you marched with in Prices` office, when you convinced him to let me with you?” She looks him up and down and takes her plastic cup of water.

“Getting jealous? Don't worry, you are my only one. Besides, what happens in the Caps office - stays there.” For the next 10 minutes straight she fights for her life, choking on a water, she was drinking. It looks like anything but a vacation. They move from city to city, attend meetings where Nikolai negotiates, argues, trades in several languages simultaneously. She is left to silently sit in the far corner and make a stern face, because Nikolai for some reason introduces her as his business partner. In fact, she has no idea what these meetings are about. Knowing Nik, these could be harmless contracts, or they could be deals for the resale of weapons of mass destruction. This is more interesting than loitering around the base or sitting in line at the hospital. But every day she gets more and more nervous. Nikolai promises her that he will need her help soon, but the next day comes, and she still silently follows him, wrapping herself in thick warm shirts and cursing the scorching sun.

One morning, when she is already beginning to confuse where they were yesterday and where they got last night, he stops their car by an old unkempt park overgrown with wild grass and low sparse shrubs. “The stage is yours now: this meeting is on you. We either get this contract or not.” Nikolai opens the door and holds out his hand to her, helping her out of the car. "What!? What meeting, what kind of ‘we’, what contract? Nikolai, you're out of your mind, I don't understand what's going on here at all!" She yanks her hand out of his with force and presses her back into the car seat.

“The kind of ‘we’, that starts with you and me. Now come on, we don't want to make our client wait. You can always turn the deal down if you don't feel, you can do it.” She is amazed at this incredible ability of him to give detailed answers that somehow do not carry any information. But now there was not the right time to appreciate his many talents, as she saw a lone figure standing beside an old tree. As they approached ‘the client’ Nik introduced them. “Farah, this is the one, I was talking about. She is the best, I could ever offer for your task.” He turns and goes on. “This is Farah, a dear friend…” “No, Nik, that is not the way you introduce the Farah Karim.” She looks down on a woman, she heard so much about and never even dreamt to met. “You know me?” Farah eyes widen in surprise. “Had a pleasure to work with mister Keller on one of our missions. Safe to say, I know you better than him after all his stories.” She speaks to Farah in a completely different voice: soft and caring. Convinced that they got along well and fast, Nikolai backs off and lets them talk things over in private. 

She and Farah wander together along old paths covered with layers of dry grass. At first, they do not even discuss future objectives, but simply talk about life, get to know each other. But then she asks Farah ‘why not Price or Alex? Why me?’. “Nikolai said, he'd trust you with his life. And Price and Alex are exceptionally good, but… we are talking your territory here.” Farahs` gaze darkens, becomes heavy.

“My territory? You need to extract someone or something from Russia? I guess, Nik didn't tell you, It's a long time I haven't visited my home country?” She understands, this confession might cost Nik his contract, but she could never lie to such a client. But when Farah starts explaining the whole situation, lays out a map of her hometown on an old bench and traces a large area with her fingers with the words "the man, we are looking for… we got his phone ping from this area", her face changes. She takes Farahs` hand and moves it a good 10 centimeters left. “Here. If he is valuable to Russian superiors, they'll keep him here.” After that moment there is no way back, as she understands, that she's going to find the man, Farah needs, at any cost. That insect thought, he could hide in Russia. Well, he should have thought better. 

When she comes back to their car, Nik asks, how it went. “Looks like you and I have a work to do.” He smiles to himself: everything is going just as planned. *** “Just of interest: is it Farah or specifics of the task, that got your attention?” Niks` voice wakes her from a peaceful slumber, when they arrive to an airport. “Well, it turns out, you are not the only charmer, I can't say no to.” Her answer is vague, but Nikolai doesn't mind: in her place, he would rush to help Farah as eagerly as she did. At the check-in desk, they are given tickets to seats at opposite ends of the plane. Nik is about to move on when suddenly she grabs his arm, pulls him closer and presses her soft lips against his cheek. He freezes for a moment and looks from her to the airport employee. "After this flight, I will have to part with him for several months. Can we sit next to each other? I cherish every second i'm close to him. Please!” She coaxes the employee behind the counter with the most innocent look and gentle cooing voice. Nik doesn't hesitate to play along: he hides his smirk, burying his face in her hair and embraces her with all care and tenderness, he could demonstrate. When they walk away with new tickets, he leans in and whispers. “Oh, what a drama, ‘my love’. Don't know, how will you make it through several months without my loving hands.” She grins. “Ok, Nikolai, next time I'll be straight and admit, that I have a kidnapping to discuss with my business-partner.” “I'm not discussing work with you on that plane. I have a poor girl to comfort as she is about to part her ways with me, remember? What a lover would I be to trade that for your boring planing?” “And what for did I play out this tragedy there at the registration in the first place? For you to ignore me?” She stops with a bewildered look.

“Never said, I'd ignore you - I just won't talk business.” He gently pushes her forward to their gate. “As for your reasoning? Don't know, maybe you're aiming for BAFTA award, maybe you're developing separation anxiety…” As they board the plane, she catches herself thinking that she has lost count of their flights and moves over the past week and a half. But she finally feels alive, and it's worth every time he woke her up before dawn, every meeting where she just propped herself up against a wall, every half-joking half-flirting that Nik allowed himself to confuse her more and more. “One question.” Nikolai hears that and turns away immediately, but she doesn't surrender. “Just one, I promise. And after that you are free to go comfort whoever you want. Funding. If you want me to get in this fight - tell me, what we have.” Instead of answering, he pulls out a heavy folder and places it on her lap. There is a small inscription on the first sheet in the corner. "Project C". She flips through the pages and her hands go cold. At first glance, the folder is filled with accounting records, financial plans, personal profiles, and some dry statistics. But she had seen similar documents before when Laswell visited their base.

"Nikolai, I needed a pair of good men, maybe some techs and wheels, and this is a full private military..." “It's just a club for friends.” He cuts her off, brushing hair from her face. “But you could help me to grow it into something big and beautiful. That is, of course, if you don't change your mind about quitting 141.” Suddenly everything Nik has done for the past weeks starts making sense. All those meetings, he dragged her in - it was business pitches, where he not only discussed his plans, but also showed off his partner, demonstrating, that his organization is being approved by the famed Prices` TF. Even Farahs` contract now looks suspiciously lucrative for Nikolai: the perfect "trial run" mission. By no means was it a vacation: Nik just hunted for a new team member. For the rest of the flight, she doesn't let go of the folder and reads sheet by sheet without missing a single digit. 

*do svidaniya (here and below Russian) - Goodbye.

*soviet medicine - Russians sometime refer to any medical procedures or Russian medicament as to "soviet" hinting that their quality has not improved since the days of the Soviet Union. So here Nik is just saying, she is a tough one and will overcome everything.

*Nik, radi vsego svyatogo, ostav vospitanie Maktavisha ego kapitanu - Nik, for heaven's sake, leave Mactavishes upbringing to his captain.

*Spasibo, chto navestil. Ya tak po vsem vam skuchaiu, ti ne predstavlyaesh - Thank you for visiting. I miss you all so much, you have no idea.

[safyresky]

Been thinking about CS!TSCS for a month at this point. Please enjoy these lil' doodles about it!

[ID in ALT and typed dialogue under cut :D]

Numero 1

Jacquie: Up the CHIMNEY?! Carol: RIGHT UP IT! MID DISCUSSION! Jacquie: GIRL, DUMP HIS ASS!!!!

Numero 2

Santa: How did you even GET that vest, huh?!?! Jacqueline: I MURDERED my PREDECESSOR. Santa: you what

Numero 3

Jack: Good day at work today, little flurry? Jacqueline: Mmmmmm yep! Told Santa I killed you for the vest and the title >:) Jack, turning around sharply and full of pride: HA! NICE!

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These were the doods I meant to post last last Thursday after this scrimbly Jacqueline, lol. When I tell you that Crystal Springs TSCS has been IN MY HEAD, I AM NOT JOKING!

The reason I didn't post these sooner is bc I really wanted to draw the last one and hadn't gotten around to it as of yet, and I also wanted to colour these PROPER scrimblies because holy SHIT I LOVE COLOURING 🤩🤩🤩🤩

More fun facts about CS in TSCS:

Carol and Jacqueline have regular vent sessions. Mostly Carol; Jacqueline's just there for the TEA (and emotional support)

Her catchphrase could very much be "CAROL. DUMP HIS ASS" in this cs au

"Don't you mean tscs au?" NO. TSCS IS AN AU IN ITSELF AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL

She frustrates Santa to no end bc A) She's Jack Frost and he has previous biases, and B) she goes OUT OF HER WAY to bother him.

When I say Jacqueline dislikes tscs!Scott, I am not joking. It is not hyperbole. She can't STAND him. And she tells him that to his FACE. MULTIPLE TIMES. And adds insult to injury bc she's buds with Carol and Buddy and Sandy, lol, and all the new gen elves are like, chill with her

(I have a silly hc that Betty is a Bernelle kid and Jacquie's her godmother, lollllll)

She and I both dislike people who need change and refuse to work on themselves/believe they're FINE and it SHOWS.

After she made the claim about murdering Jack, Santa was TERRIFIED on top of his usual distaste for Jack's successor lmao

She was quite delighted at how Santa took that tale. Elaborated a bit. I imagine it went something like this:

"...you what?" Her murderous look intensified. Santa could easily picture the darkness gathering around her the way it did in cartoons when the evil character was. Well. Being evil. "You heard me!" She sounded way too delighted, Santa noted. "I killed my predecessor! You know, the guy before me? Yeah. Stabbed him right dead. Pulled the vest out of the melted pile of slush that was once Jack Frost the first and put it right on." "...Jesus Christ."

Anyway, after that, she goes home and Jack pops in for 4 o'clock coffee and the final image ensues, lol. This interaction follows that:

"And he believed you?" Jack asked, pulling out the chair next to her and plunking down, stretching out his legs and crossing them at the ankles. "Damn near shat himself about it, too," Jacqueline confirmed, looking sly over the top of her mug. Jack laughed. "Oh that's, that's marvellous." "Mm! It was! THEN I elaborated. Told him I took the vest like a war trophy, you know? Didn't even wash it or anything. Shame I said SLUSH instead of BLOOD because I bet he would've like. DIED on the spot picturing me putting on a blood soaked vest, ehehe. I swear Jack, I could see his soul leave his body. Definitely top 5 best days at work. Maybe top 3, even."

Jack is deffs enjoying retirement in this au! Going full vacation mode, spending most days in various hot spots on various beaches with various drinks, usually popping by the family home for 4 o'clock coffee and cocoa--and a break from the sun since he burns and Winter worries

YES he IS still wearing his suit pants. I thought that'd be funny and just about died picturing him in khakis

With every Jack I draw his hair grows more powerful, AS IT SHOULD BE!!

I DID draw a chair behind Jacqueline but her poofy hair ate it~

I think she is A) older in this au than she regularly is and B) is already married to Dite. I'm still on the fence about both those things, but she feels older in this au--probably because the entire cast is older lmao

Late night post is late bc I finished colouring this and wanted to share it asap, DAMN THE TIME!!!!

[crystalsandbubbletea]

Vent post

CW: School shooting mention, swearing, suicide mention, war mention

I can't, I just fucking can't

I wish I had online school

There was a fucking shooting at a school nearby, and it doesn't help that my friend that I knew since DIAPERS goes to that school

I didn't even process that it was at her school until THREE MINUTES LATER!

I ended up spending the rest of my final class worrying about her, I could only think about "Is she safe? Will she be okay? What if she's hurt? I'm going to lose another loved one"

I found out from my mom that she was fine, thank God. But I'm still worried. She says she feels indifferent, I don't know how long that's going to last

People in my class are making fuckin' gun jokes too, they're joking about how everyone should have a gun

GUNS AREN'T GONNA SOLVE ANYTHING, YOU DUMB FUCKS!!!

People fucking DIED from a gun and YOU'RE ACTING LIKE MORE GUNS ARE GOING TO SOLVE EVERYTHING! I COULD HAVE LOST MY FUCKING CHILDHOOD FRIEND BECAUSE OF A GUN! FOUR PEOPLE FUCKING DIED FROM A GUN!

If my friend had been one of the victims, I don't know what would happen to me. I already lost a very close friend to suicide, and my girlfriend to a war that's basically a genocide, I don't want to lose my childhood friend to a gun.

I don't want to lose anyone else I love.

Please, whoever is out there, stop making me and everyone I love suffer.

[a-mess-of-a-crow]

The discord update is a hot mess and here is why=

New Ui. You had everything in one scroll bar, a bit annoying sometimes you but you didn't need an extra tap. Now if you want to talk between server and dms, you need 2 extra taps, if you go to dms. Because it doesn't keep you in the same dm. Btw, it also doesn't autoscroll down in dms and servers. It keeps you where you were (more tapping by the arrow on the side) I get the idea behind it, but that is the same unnecessary scrolling as you had before in the server list, less even. Also= when you are in the server and get pinged, it showed a little @ thing in red that you could click and it transported you where you got pinged. Still there! But it doesn't transport you anymore = more scrolling. And then technically unnecessary.

Also bad reception. When you had bad reception before, in the servers that had roles that restricted messaging, you couldn't message for a hot second but then you were fine. NOW IT TAKES FOREVER AND YOU CANT WRITE ANYWHERE. Thanks discord, I'm sitting there, takes 10 full seconds. They tried to make things simpler by making it more complicated. I hate this new update and want to get rid of it, but apparently they patched it so people can't undo the update. Fml.

This has to be my first vent post, and I'm sorry for it. I'm so sleep deprived that I'm very emotional right now.

Edit= THE LAGS! IT LAGS SO MUCH! YOU THINK YOU ARE WRITING IN THE SAME CHAT AS BEFORE BUT ITS A DIFFERENT ONE WHEN YOU LOOK AT THE TOP! YOU TRY TO SEND A MESSAGE BUT IT DOESN'T LET YOU. I SWEAR TO GOD, IF BY THE END OF NEXT WEEK THERE ISN'T A WAY TO UNDO THE NEW UPDATE I'LL DELETE IT. IT ROBS ME OF EVERY SINGLE BRAIN CELL MY SHITTY BRAIN HAS LEFT

[hontou-baka]

relationship ranting idk

blurgh i hate when im slapped with similarities between my ex and my current bf

I got married without a wedding, or rings, or anything traditional, to my ex so I could use my own tax info for school (plus it seemed like a safe risk in a seven year long relationship lmao). The semantics of it were clearly unimportant to my ex (i had to buy us both rings, and again, no wedding) and i felt embarrassed bc those things are important to me, so we never told anyone about getting married really.

Now that I'm close to getting the divorce done before baby comes, my bf is talking marriage. But in the same "just for the legal benefits" way. And i do want to get married... And i know it would help his taxes and whatnot... But my heart breaks thinking about doing the exact same dumb thing again, and idk i can make myself do it. Like... Sorry, prove im important enough to you to spend a couple hundred on a cute ring, get some photos of us taken together, hell even if he saved money for a nice elopement trip thats fine! I feel like aggretsuko with the donkey guy... Tadase? Idk i dont remember. Im sorry im kind of basic but as a cisgendered white woman that was raised mormon, ive dreamed about a beautiful wedding and feeling loved and celebrated since childhood... I think i should stand my ground on this :/

Another thing. Both have sleep issues and expect me to get up with them in the morning to help them get ready so they can sleep in as much as possible. And im made to feel bad about it if i complain because i dont have sleep issues. Im sorry you havent bothered your whole adult life to find a way to manage with your sleep problems, and im happy to make you food while you shower here and there, but that should not just be expected of me! And its not reciprocated! Its not like i make him get up with me, i would just leave him be and let him sleep because... I love him? Want him to be comfy? Ugh.

While im venting, ADHD IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO NOT DO CHORES REGULARLY!!!!! I DONT CARE!!!!! IF HIM AND I DONT WORK OUT IM GONNA HAVE ADHD BE A RED FLAG I SWEAR TO GOD BC EVERYONE I KNOW W IT REFUSES TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO LIVE WITH IT!!!! Im getting beyond furious that he has to be asked FOR EVERY. LITTLE. THING. You eat and use dishes. You put your dishes with the other dirty dishes. Thus. YOU ARE LOOKING AT THE PILE OF DIRTY DISHES... MULTIPLE TIMES A DAY. YOU CANNOT USE THE "OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF MIND" EXCUSE IN OUR TINY ROOM!!!! YOU CAN *SEE* THE FULL LAUNDRY BASKET THREE FEET AWAY FROM YOU!!!! YOU CAN SEE THE GOD DAMN CHORE CHART TWO FEET AWAY FROM YOU I MADE SO YOU COULDNT USE THE "BUT IDK WHAT TO DOOO OR HOW TO HEEELP" EXCUSE!!!!! YOU CAN SMELL WHEN THE CAT TAKES A HUMAN SIZED SHIT AND KNOW YOU NEED TO SCOOP TOMORROW!!!!!! YOU!!!! JUST!!!!! DONT!!!!!!! *WANT TO*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And the funniest fucking thing is i TRULY wouldnt mind having a more "traditional" setup, id be fine doing 90% of the chores if he even worked 20 hours/wk consistently. But im thinking as soon as i feel recovered from birth i want to find a job myself because he just lets his anxiety win too much and cant hold a job, and i have actual goals in life lmao 🤪🤪🤪 but if i made him a stay at home parent im sure id be coming home to a world of frustration (things that need done never being done). Im just at the end of my rope bc with chronic mental and physical health issues, i get he cant do what most people can (same goes for me, not as severe on the physical side tho) but god it so often feels like weaponized incompetence. And i think it partially is. Ive talked to him about this over and over and it always ends with "just tell me or ask... Even though you shouldn't have to..." BUT THATS THE POINT!!!! IM NOT GONNA BEG YOU TO HELP ME KEEP OUR LIVING QUARTERS NOT MISERABLE, MAN!!!!! USE YOUR EYES AND YOUR HEAD!!!!

I joked about banning war thunder for a week post birth and he seemed shocked id even think about asking him to not game for a week (his only hobby/leisure activity). Idk.

ok that feels better i guess ill get back to my mashed potatoes

[sxturn-to-mxrs]

vent ahead. if you don't want to read it, you can just delete this. it's fine.

i don't want to intrude or anything, or annoy you with this--i know you're going through a lot which is why i'm kind of venting over here. i thought you would be the most likely to understand.

i do have moots i could vent to privately over here, but half of the time whenever i talk to them they seem like they would rather be anywhere but talking to me, so i just let the conversation fade.

my home feed has a lot of blogs, and i follow loads of them, and you know, since everyone who's running these blogs are human, they post some rants and vents too, and their moots comfort them, trying to make them feel better. and i try my best too, even though i'm not really friends with them.

but i just can't help thinking that if i posted a vent or a rant or anything like that, it's not like i think no one would give a shit (maybe i do) but i feel like no one would even see it. it would just be there. and it makes me feel worse because internet friends are supposed to be better than irl friends and all that, but i feel like my internet friends are talking to me for the sake of talking.

and i do try. i try and try and try by asking the constantly how they're doing, reminding them to drink water but it seems so insignificant to them. i stopped doing it for a while. nothing.

i don't know. just needed to get this off my chest to someone who would listen. thanks for listening. sorry if it bothered you. you can just delete the ask.

i read through all of it and i just want to give you the biggest hug ever anon

im honored you chose to speak to me about this, and if you want you can dm me. i may come off as someone who's annoyed but i swear on my life im not. i'll try to help you, or just be there and comfort you the best i can.

if you are my mutual, please, please dm me whenever you want to rant. im not justifying my behaviour, but i follow a lot of blogs and its difficult to keep track of each and every person.

and you should definitely try venting. people will care, and if they don't, they're assholes. if you chose to reveal yourself, i'll turn on notifs for your blog so i get notifs when you post. and yes internet friends should be there for you, like, if not better than irl friends. and if someone made you feel like they weren't there for you, they're shitty. if its me, im sorry. im very sorry.

i believe friendship is a two way effort. if they stopped talking to you when you msged them everyday, it's better you. if it was me, again im sorry.

thank you for venting. it would never be bothersome.

[damnfandomproblems]

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As the anon who originally responded and upset the op, I'm kind of amazed how many responses I caused.

First off, I want to talk about my comments on the tone of the post. I don't care if people swear, I swear like a sailor in my personal life, but I also try not to swear when talking about complicated issues. I also know and am aware that this is a fandom vent blog, not an academic debate, so the tone really shouldn't matter. I didn't intend for the comments to be passive agressive, but reading it back I can see why it came off that way. In hindsight, I don't think those comments were necessary or constructive, and I apologise.

The original intent of my ask was to clarify what the AI people in fandom spaces talk about, because in my experience a lot of people don't understand what it is. The last paragraph was added afterward, and reading it back I don't think it got across the point I was trying to make as well as it could have. I was trying to say that there are grey areas with "AI" in fandom spaces which leads to people having differing opinions about them, not that I think the examples I gave are okay. I agree with a lot of your points about both of them, and also about fandom being a space for people to make art about a thing they love. As an artist myself I absolutely hate the rise of "AI" art and other generated content, but I also understand that other people will think differently. Even if I disagree with their opinions, I can understand that there's nuance to things and someone who's lived a different life and has different biases than me might think differently. I see too often in fandom spaces (and non-fandom spaces) a tendancy to villanise anyone who's opinion we disagree with, without trying to understand their perspectives. An example I forgot to give in my original post is an artist using "AI" as inspiration for their art. I can understand having trouble composing a piece and wanting inspiration, and I don't know wether or not I agree with using "AI" to do it. I don't, but I don't outright condemn anyone who does. The generative image generators that are used for that are primarily built on stolen works, so is it right to use it at all, even if just for inspiration? I don't know. You could argue that any use of it at all is supporting art theft, but you could also argue that it's similar to scrolling down google images for inspiration. I tend to agree more with the former, but I understand people will disagree, and that's fine.

Anyway, this once again has gone on way longer than I intended. I apoligise for the comments I made about the tone of your post. I did not mean them in a passive agressive or elitist way, but that's how they came off, and I'm sorry. I hope this response can clarify some of the intent of my original ask, and I hope you have a good day! =)

Posting as a response to a previous problem.

[masterjedilenawrites]

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Can you elaborate on some personal headcannons about Echo? Preferably post-Citdal, but Pre is fine too!

He's my husband, I swear!

To make up for all the torture I'm creating with Echo in Clone Force Omega, here are some wholesome, fluffy, comforting headcanons for our dear clone husband...

First off, there are some differences between pre and post citadel Echo.

Pre, Echo was very practical, by the book, and uptight. He placed more value on following rules and keeping up appearances.

Post, he became much more at ease. His second chance at life helped him reset his priorities. He started questioning things more, and saying things like "why not?" After all, he's already experienced death, what worse thing could possibly happen?

But in many ways beyond that pivotal moment, Echo is still the same man. He is still unwaveringly dedicated to all that is good, right, and just. He genuinely wants to help, wants to protect. He believes in the power of hope. He treats others in a firm but patient manner. He is trustworthy and steadfast. He is good.

He is a good friend... He will lend an ear to whatever troubles you need to vent about. He will drive across town to pick you up if your car dies. He will keep your secrets and help you hide a body, though he may have some questions and will definitely keep an eye on you afterwards.

He is a good citizen... He supports several charities, more in a hands-on way than financial. He is often seen about town, doing odd errands, chatting with any visitors, picking up trash or helping in the community garden. His home has an open door policy, though much to his chagrin there ends up being more stray animals than people who gravitate to him.

He is a good partner... He is all about communication, even when it's awkward or difficult. He doesn't want to leave anything up to interpretation. He is understanding when they mess up, patient when they need space, and supportive whenever they have a passion to pursue. His love is a devoted and calm one.

Now for some random headcanons...

Used to always have cold feet. Fives would steal him extra pairs of socks during their cadet days, which Echo grumbled about but still wore. He's secretly glad for his prosthetics so he doesn't have to deal with that anymore.

Loves the smell of lavender. The only way you'll get him into a bubble bath is with lavender bath salts.

Allergic to eggs. About 15% of the clones actually have an egg allergy, oddly enough.

If he was granted one wish, he'd want all the flies in the galaxy to disappear. He doesn't mind any other bug, but flies are just pesky and annoying and surely it wouldn't ruin any ecosystems right?

More of a mountain guy than a beach guy but he won't complain no matter where he travels.

Lives a more minimalist lifestyle and is generally very tidy. His idea of "letting loose" is leaving a pot to soak overnight.

I've mentioned this before but felt it needs pointing out again: he's a damn good singer. He may or may not have an EP album floating around out there somewhere...

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