#reblog if you want I think this is so interesting and important though

[lolab4t]

safe together - fluff, angst

pairing: bob reynolds x thunderbolt!gn!reader summary: you’re benched with a broken ankle, stuck in the tower while the rest of the team is out on a mission. the only one left behind with you is bob. what starts as awkward company and bob acting like your nurse slowly turns into something deeper, safe, and comforting. word count: 5.8k warning(s): light thunderbolts* spoilers, angst, fluff, brief nightmare , implied trauma, mentions of the void and past trauma related to him, injury (broken ankle), mutual pining, emotional vulnerability, awkwardness, reader likes to read (lol) a/n: finally wrote for my sweet boy! yelena fic is prob coming next... i really hope you enjoy :) and if you do, please feel free to like, comment, or reblog! <3 also, requests are open!

chihiro - billie eilish

you hated it. sitting on the sofa, wrapped up in a blanket, leg propped up on a pillow. you felt guilty for feeling so comfy. you felt lazy. like you were wasting time.

you had broken your ankle, and found yourself in a boot, unable to walk. so of course, you were forced to sit out of a mission.

bob, who was used to staying back, was clearly excited to have some company for once. he didn't admit to it, but it was obvious. the tower always felt so cold and lonely to him when the team was gone. he always tried to distract himself with books and chores, but none of it compared to having you there with him.

now, he seemed to be glued to your side, staying near you on the couch. still shy, still quiet, still careful not to hover too obviously. he didn’t say much, only asked how your pain was doing or what you needed. every now and then he'd glance over at you, like he was checking to make sure you were still okay. he was acting a little like your nurse. it was sweet.

"do you, uh… need some water or anything?" he looked at you for only a second, before directing his gaze back to the tv. his voice was quiet and hesitant.

you looked up for your book and smiled. "no, i'm fine. thank you though, bobby."

bobby.

he originally hated the nickname when walker called him that. but when you started using it… he grew to love it. maybe he just didn't like walker.

he didn’t respond, and just gave a tiny nod, the corner of his mouth twitching like he was trying not to smile.

you adjusted your blanket again and looked back down at the book in your lap. it was your favorite, one you'd read a million times. but this time, you found yourself rereading the same lines over in your head… your thoughts kept wandering. to your ankle. to the mission the others were on. and to him. quiet, careful, sweet bob, sitting beside you like your own personal shadow.

he watched you like you were something fragile. something important. it made you feel… safe. which was ironic, considering the darkness that everyone knew was hidden inside him.

the void.

he sat there, still as ever, arms folded loosely in his lap. he glanced over at the book that seemed to be stealing all of your attention.

his voice was quiet again, cracking a little at the end. “what book, uhm— what book are you reading?”

you looked up and closed it gently, turning it to show him the cover. “it’s my favorite.”

he blinked, leaning in a little. “really?”

you nodded, watching the way he scanned the cover. he seemed interested in it. he was interested in it because you liked it.

"do you wanna borrow it?" you asked, not sure if he would want to.

his eyes lifted from the cover to your face, surprised.

"are you sure? i don't want to take it if you're reading it…" he rubbed the back of his neck shyly.

"i've read it a dozen times. take it. i think you'd like it." you smiled as he finally accepted it, holding it in his lap like it was something precious.

you don’t remember much after that. you must’ve dozed off, giving into the sense of comfort and safety you were feeling.

what you do remember is the nightmare you had. it was painful, full of the memories and wounds that had been reopened when you went into the void about a year before.

when you blinked awake, you were sitting up, sweating and panicked. the room was dimmer now. it had likely only been a few hours.

and bob was still there. he was already leaning forward, not crowding you, just close enough that you could see the worry in his face.

"you okay?" he asked gently, scanning your face for any answers.

you swallowed hard, finally catching your breath. you wanted to say yes. you wanted to pretend it was nothing.

“nightmare?” he asked before you could speak, "i get those too."

you nodded slowly. “yeah. probably the painkillers.” you let out a half-hearted chuckle.

he hesitated for a second, then reached out, lightly brushing your hand where it lay on your lap.

“can i…?”

you didn’t know what exactly he was offering but you nodded anyway. he carefully took your hand in both of his. his palms were warm. steady.

"sometimes just knowing you're not alone can help." he smiled softly.

for a moment, comfortable silence stretched between you. then he gave a small, awkward laugh, pulling away slightly.

“sorry. i’m... probably making this worse, huh?”

you shook your head, managing a tired smile. “no, it’s… nice. thanks, bobby.”

he looked down at your hands, squeezing gently. “nightmares suck.”

“yeah,” you whispered, “but having you here is making it a little less… bad.” you giggled quietly.

he glanced up, eyes soft. “i’m glad i could help.”

you took a deep breath, letting the tension ease out of your shoulders. your eye caught sight of the book, sitting behind him on the couch.

“so,” you gestured to it, trying to lighten the mood, “have you started reading it?"

he looked surprised, then grinned sheepishly, letting go of your hands to grab it. “i, uh, already finished it." he held it out to you.

you blinked in shock, taking it, "finished it?" you opened the book, flipping through the pages.

bob had left pieces of post-its on almost every page, full of handwritten notes. you stared at them in a stunned silence for a second, then let out a soft laugh. “you annotated it?” you asked, shocked... but touched.

he looked flustered, cheeks turning just a little pink. “i—yeah. sorry, i should’ve asked first. i just… i kept thinking about how you loved it so much, and i wanted to understand why… i wanted to remember what stood out. i’ll take them out if—”

“no,” you interrupted, clutching the book a little closer. “don’t. i think i love it even more now.”

he blinked, clearly surprised by your reaction. then smiled, just barely.

for the first time in a while, you both felt comfortable and safe. with each other.

thanks so much for reading <3 as always, requests are open

[philsmeatylegss]

Have seen very little discussion on this website about the situation in Haiti and figured maybe I’d try to start the conversation?

For those who aren’t aware, Haiti is the only country that led a successful slave rebellion which led to the establishment of an independent country, and a day hasn’t passed where they haven’t been punished for it. The country never had a chance to flourish as the west made sure to suck it economically dry and then dip when nothing was left.

This has left the country horrifically unstable in every way possible. However, the last few years, it has been on the brink of collapse due to absolutely no political leadership and as of now, Haiti has completely collapsed. The country is mostly run by gangs all competing for power. There is no where for refugees to escape. The west has completely abandoned any meaningful intervention and it has mostly been South American, Middle Eastern, and African countries who only seem interested in trying to bring peace. But since 2024 has begun, it is a terrifying place to be full of completely innocent people being screwed over by the west for standing up for themselves.

Of course, this is heavily over simplified and I have no personal connection to Haiti. So under the cut, I’m adding much more accurate and insightful information, as well as fundraisers, books, petitions, and Haitian run businesses and social media accounts. As someone who is studying history, it doesn’t take long to realize most nations struggling today have been victimized for wanting autonomy and freedom. From Palestine to Sudan, to DRC to Ukraine, there is so much preventable tragedy. As someone from a country who has historically inflicted these conditions on a lot of these nations, it’s frustrating to feel powerless to the injustice. I truly find the only thing that puts my mind at peace is education and spreading awareness. Don’t let their suffering be in vain.

*please correct me if any of this information is inaccurate*

Basic information:

Wikipedia

HAITI: A Brief History of a Complex Nation

Britannica: History of Haiti

How Haiti Was Forced To Pay Reparations For Freedom

[video] A Super Quick History of Haiti

The Root of Haiti's Misery: Reparations to Enslavers

Timeline: Haiti’s History and Current Crisis, Explained

[video] Why Haiti is in a Constant State of Emergency

A Brief History Of Haiti

The Haitian Revolution and the Hole in French High-School History

[video] How the World Destroyed Haiti

A Timeline of Haiti

Haiti: a history of intervention, occupation and resistance

[video] Fighting for Haiti

How Toussaint L’ouverture Rose from Slavery to Lead the Haitian Revolution

The Disappearing Land : Haiti, History, and the Hemisphere

History of Haiti

A History of United States Policy Towards Haiti

What is the history of foreign interventions in Haiti?

Haitian history and culture: A selection of online resources

Books:

The Black Jacobins: Toussaint l'Ouverture and the San Domingo Revolution

The Haitian Revolution

Silencing the Past

Fault Lines: Views across Haiti's Divide

Awakening the Ashes: An Intellectual History of the Haitian Revolution

Haiti: The Tumultuous History

Written in Blood: The Story of the Haitian People 1492-1971

The Haitians: A Decolonial History

Why the Cocks Fight: Dominicans, Haitians, and the Struggle for Hispaniola

Outrage for Outrage: A History of Colonialism in Haiti and Its Legacy

Avengers of the New World: The Story of the Haitian Revolution

Black Spartacus: The Epic Life of Toussaint Louverture

The Black Republic: African Americans and the Fate of Haiti

The Farming of Bones

The Rainy Season: Haiti Since Duvalier

The Uses of Haiti

The Butterfly’s Way: Voices from the Haitian Dyaspora in the United States

Charities:

*rating of 80+ on charitynavigator*

Hands Helping Haiti

Heartline Haiti

Hope for Haiti

Haiti Outreach

US Foundation for the Children of Haiti

Hands Together for Haitians

Haiti Empowered

Mission of Hope Haiti International

Haitian Health Foundation

Haiti Partners

Haiti Cardiac Alliance

New Life for Haiti

Locally Haiti

Clean Water for Haiti

Meds & Food for Kids

Haitian Roots

Project Medishare for Haiti

Friends of the Children of Haiti

Childrens Nutrition Program of Haiti

Fundraisers

Haiti Crisis Relief Fund

Haiti Emergency Fundraiser

Urgent Need to Complete Our Haitian Adoptions

Desperate Plea to Help Haitian Family

Haiti Food Emergency

Help a Deaf Haitian restore his life in Maryland

Help a friend get her sister & 3 kids out of Haiti

Daniel Jean - Haitian friend relocate to the US

Help Support My Family in Haiti

Support Young Haitian Artists!

Haitian Artists Need Your Help

PLEASE HELP and PRAY for OUR FAMILY IN HAITI

Help My Mother and Brother from HAITI PLEASE

Urgent Help for Marc Henry and his family in Haiti

Help Michaël in Humanitarian and Political Crisis in Haïti

Lycender Chery & Family

Trapped in Port au Prince, Haiti

Help Rosemica have surgery for her tumor!

Help My Family escape from ruthless gangs

Haitian Orphanage School: Classique Mixte du Rivag

Help Support a Hard Working Mother of Two

Haiti Emergency Relief of artist community

Help Save Gabe's Life and get him from Haiti to US

Aid for Haitian Artist Mario and his Granddaughter

Haitian-Owned Businesses

Kreyol Essence

LS Cream Liqueur

Creole Me Up

Caribbrew

Tisaksuk

Fanm Djanm

Makaya Chocolate

Kòmsi Like

Créations Dorées

Aeva Beauty

Levie's Essential Care

Bel Ti Boujique

It’s Seasoned™

Cremas Absalon

Kreyol Pale Creole Konprann

VagEsteem

Bijou Lakay

V.BELLAN

[greenwitchfromthewoods]

back pain. l Joel Miller

Summary: Joel had back problems, someone had to help him

Warnings: smut (+18), unprotected sex (don't do that), breeding kink, oral sex (f!receiving), Joel has back problems, Ann shows up, Hazel is mentioned, a bit of jealousy

A/N: like many of us i also saw ep 2 tlou2. i had this chapter already written, i thought it might cheer you up. joel deserves everything and i'm trying my best.

your feedback is very important to me and I thank you for all the reblogs, comments and likes. 🖤 sorry for all the mistakes

short stories from life. [masterlist]

It had been going on for a while. It started with discomfort after returning from patrols, but Joel put it down to the time spent in the saddle. Then the pain came after a nap on the couch or a long day at the stables.

You couldn’t ignore it when Joel groaned loudly one morning as he got out of bed. You tried to help him. You massaged the aching muscles on his back and shoulders, applied warm compresses to ease the tension. It all helped, but only for a moment.

“Ann told me there was a woman next door who did professional massages,” you said one night. You were straddling Joel, naked from the waist up, lying on his stomach, accepting the touch of your hands. “She’s helped a lot of people in Jackson.”

"I don't need help." he groaned when you pressed a particularly painful spot. "You're doing great."

"I have no idea what I'm doing." You mumbled. "What if I only hurt you more?"

"Don't care. I'm not going there." He replied, and you rolled your eyes.

"You're so..."

"Old?"

“Stubborn!” He patted him on the shoulder. “Your back has been bothering you for a long time. You should do something about it. You want a baby, so how are you going to get up for it at night?”

You shouldn't have used that argument, but it was the only thing that came to mind. You had been trying to conceive for months, but you weren't panicking. Whatever was coming, you were just willing to accept it. Joel's aching back was worrying you, so you tried to do everything you could to help him. Even Tommy and Ellie had pitched in to convince him to rest, but Joel was... Yes, stubborn.

You hadn't brought it up since that night. Joel had been busy renovating more buildings in Jackson, and you had your hands full as well. It wasn't until you met Ann, who was with Elijah at the store, that you found out something was wrong.

“I’ve been seeing Joel lately,” she said, stroking the boy’s head as he slept snuggled up to her chest, a scarf wrapped securely around him. “I asked him what he was doing, but he was acting strange.”

"Strange? What does that mean?" you wondered.

"I don't know." Ann shrugged. "Do you think Hazel asked him for help again? She lives a few houses down from us."

You saw Hazel occasionally, sometimes at the Tipsy Bison or on the street in Jackson, but you didn’t talk. You knew she always felt more comfortable around Joel, but he hadn’t mentioned her in a while. A hint of jealousy rose in your heart, though you knew that if Joel hadn’t told you about Hazel, it was just so you wouldn’t feel bad. “I don’t know. He’s been pretty busy lately.” You replied. “Maybe he has a job in your neighborhood.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” She smiled softly and picked up the basket. “Are you coming over later? Shane’s going on patrol with two new guys, I don’t want to be alone. You know how it is.”

"Sure. I'll come."

You couldn't pretend that what Ann had told you didn't interest you, and where Joel was headed was starting to worry you a little. Every morning he'd say he was going to the construction site or on patrol, but you didn't really know if he was actually there. You didn't feel the need to check on him, because why would you?

Hazel entered your thoughts again. Maybe she'd asked him for help, and Joel just didn't want to worry you? No, you weren't angry. Just worried.

You were halfway through washing the dishes when you heard the door slam and the familiar heavy footsteps.

"Baby?" Joel's voice echoed through the house.

“Here.” You replied, dipping your hands into the suds and washing another plate. “Are you hungry? I have some more stew, Ellie and Dina didn’t eat all of it. We’ll have to start hiding food from them.”

You heard footsteps but no voice. When suddenly a solid body pressed against your back, almost pushing you into the sink.

“Jesus! Joel!” you squealed in surprise, pulling your hands out of the water and grabbing his arms that were wrapped tightly around you. “What happened?”

His low, deep voice resonated against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "I want you. Now."

He wasn't lying. The hard bulge pressed against your ass, you swallowed hard.

"Now?" you repeated, bewildered.

There was no response. A low groan tore from Joel’s chest as he released you, crouching down and throwing you over his shoulder in an instant. You were so surprised that you fisted your hands in his shirt dramatically.

"Joel! Your back!" you chuckled as he headed towards the stairs. "Joel! That's not safe!"

“Then stop squirming, for God’s sake!” he muttered as he climbed the stairs. Luckily, you listened, because the idea of ​​falling on your face wasn’t interesting. He kicked open the bedroom door, and a moment later it slammed shut behind you, and you landed with a thud on the bed.

“Joel!” you were too confused. It all happened so fast, and Joel looked like he was going crazy. His fingers deftly unbuttoned your pants and in a quick movement slid them down your back along with your underwear. “What the fuck?!”

"I already told you, I want you. Now." he replied, as if it was obvious. He came for what was his, for you.

You didn’t say anything else as he spread your thighs, his head disappearing between them. You took a breath, gripping the sheets in your hands as you felt him start to eat you out like this was his last meal, like he’d been starving for years. Your brain couldn’t process anything but the violent pleasure that was taking over your body. But it didn’t last.

Joel rose, his beard glistening with your juices, looking at you with nearly black eyes. The belt made a familiar sound and he pulled down his pants, freeing his hard cock. Maybe he had lost his mind, maybe something had possessed him, but you couldn’t lie—you wanted him more than ever.

Without taking his eyes off you, he took off his shirt, revealing his broad chest and strong arms. Despite his age, he still had it. And you still only wanted him.

When his hands grabbed your hips and turned you on the bed almost like a rag doll, you just squealed softly. He lifted your hips, his hand sliding down your back, pressing you to the bed. You knew what was coming, but when with a quiet, “So fucking sexy…” he slid inside you in one hard movement, you squeezed your eyes shut, unable to stop yourself from moaning. His cock was deep, all the way to the base. At that moment, Joel could do anything to you, because your brain and body had stopped working properly.

Every thrust, every movement, every sigh drove you crazy. The orgasm built in your body at a dizzying speed. You had made love many times before, in different ways and at different speeds, but this was different. Almost primal, animalistic, passionate. But at the same time, with Joel, you knew you were safe, even as his fingers dug into your hips as he pounded into you with all his might.

Suddenly he leaned down, his arm sliding under your body and lifting you up so he was pressing you against his chest. Joel’s hand slid under your shirt and bra, squeezing your breast tightly.

“Take it all... I can feel you close...” His voice was heavy as he whispered in your ear, “You’re squeezing me so tight, baby. Fuck, take it.”

You reached back, gripping his hair as he nearly bit your neck. A hard shudder wracked your body as you came, your throat aching. Joel was right behind you. His movements became frantic as he pounded into you. “I’m gonna fill you up… Until it fucking takes hold.”

He squeezed you so hard he could break you, and then he came deep, with a deep groan. You stayed like that, until the last twitch, breathing deeply, slowly regaining your senses. Finally, you managed to find your voice, despite your sore throat.

"What was that?"

He turned his head, kissing your neck, inhaling your scent. “That’s how babies are made, darling.”

You giggled, and after a moment, Joel did the same. His arms slowly released you, and you fell back onto the bed, feeling your limbs go limp. Joel collapsed next to you, breathing deeply and feeling completely at peace and comfort. Silence filled the room, and you steadied your breathing, trying to get back to reality.

“I’ve been going to that woman you were talking about for a week now.” You turned your head and looked at Joel’s profile. His eyes were closed, a few curls stuck to his sweaty forehead. “The massage lady.”

"That's good. Did she help with your back?"

He turned around and looked at you with a sly smile. "Didn't you notice?"

“Jesus!” you covered your face with your hand. “And I thought you…”

"What?" Joel rolled over and rested his head on his hand. "What did you think I was doing?"

With a heavy heart, you told him what Ann had told you, that she had done it in good faith, about your concerns about Hazel. Joel listened patiently, never once suggesting that what you were saying was stupid or irrational. Finally, he smiled and leaned down, lightly kissing the corner of your mouth.

"You're amazing, you know that?" he said and seeing your surprised look he added "The fact that you're a little jealous of me is really flattering. But you also know that I'm completely devoted to you. I'm yours, baby, no one will ever change that."

She stroked his cheek, smiling. “And you really think that kind of sex can produce children?”

"We could always do it again." He shrugged, "Just to be sure."

You pulled him closer and kissed him tenderly. He was yours, body and soul. And you were his.

☆☆☆☆

Thank you for your time.

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[barrenclan]

"The Vaster World"

Well! This is it! The very last epilogue of "Pinepaw and the Forgotten World"!

This epilogue in particular took me awhile to write, because I had to get it exactly how I wanted. Pinewing and Cormorantleaf's relationship is one of the main focuses of the story, and I really felt I needed to explore it the way it deserved. Especially important to me was showing that despite how much they love each other, there's still a ton of baggage and difficulities they needed to work out. I honestly think it would be unrealistic for two characters with so much trauma to just skip off happily together, but I also wanted to emphasize how they could still reconcile in the end. Not all relationships work out, but Pinewing and Cormorantleaf both felt that the other was extremely important to them, and the relationship was something they both wanted. So they were willing to put in the work of building it back up.

I had a ton of fun drawing older Pinewing and Cormorantleaf. I started doodling Pinewing with full facial hair something like a year ago, and I've been so desperate to finally get it into the comic since. It feels so right for him, like his perfect final form. After a life full of pressure and difficulty Pinewing just wants to be a happy old man who gets to kiss his husband every day, and sometimes profesy the future writ flesh. Goodbye, my little blue cat; I'm gonna miss you.

The title of this epilogue comes from "Mimsy Were The Borogoves" by Lewis Padgett: "They would survive, but they would not know how to swim downstream, to the vaster world of the ocean.”

In the end, the whole project wraps up at 64,501 words, 370 pages, and two and a half years of production time. I started this project expecting it to be a minor thing I occasionally drew on the side, something a few people might find interesting. The enormously positive response has absolutely blown me away and continues to do so, and I am forever so grateful that thousands of people can enjoy and meaningfully relate to this story.

Thank you, as always, to everyone who has commented, shared, reblogged, theorized, made fanart, made fanfiction, told their friends, liked it, or just read it at all. Though I won't go into the specific details, PATFW is an extremely personal and cathartic creation of mine, so the fact that many of you have also told me that it connected with you on an emotional level is genuinely heart-touching. I appreciate all your readership through these years. It means a lot.

-Raz

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[m4fios0]

introductory / important post : )

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;; basic rules, ›

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;; general info, ›

mod is a system! this blog will be run by a mafioso fictive.

mafioso's name on the blog is ettore (mainly maf/mafioso). modmaf goes by either maf or faust. : )

i am sex repulsed. please don't bring up anything related to the topic. lightly suggestive is fine.

bodily a minor . how i act on blog =/= how i act in-sys . i'm quite nice, i swear ! i don't !!bite !

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how i feel about. almost everyone i've talked with/recurring characters,

how i feel about the other killers :)

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– i'm still a killer by definition; i'm still doing my job as a debt collector and killing those necessary, but nobody else. i think that'd be a passive killer ?

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things given to mafioso; cheesecake, a leaf, cheese (?), a tooth, some screws, mac and cheese. lots of it, "one million diseases" , lavender in a pot, a bunny pin, a bunny, an orcaling, avocado toast, lemon tart, a lemon, emotional support brick, a singular mushroom , AN ENTIRE LEMON TREE (???) , a bat (as in the animal), a mountain of chamomile, seven bees, a grub, a crochet bunny, bag of sunflower seeds, two baskets of muffins, a noli bean, a jar of jelly beans, dead rat, bag of sour patch kids, lilies of the valley bouquet , a truck sized banana, pocket watch, a necklace, a drawing of a bunny, bunny sticker , three beetles , yellow rose, 15,000 studs, a jar, a cricket, care basket, "totally not a glitter bomb" , "pink" , a few bags of marbles , the entire state of florida?? (although redacted . soon replaced by jacksonville specifically), the STATE OF FUCKING ARKANSAS????? , washington , colorado , texas , luxemburg , sweden, california , taiwan , city hall of winchester indiana , tennessee , iowa , zimbabwe , a ddr machine , slugcat , police baton , a raccoon , a comic book, bunny plush, duck plush, a whole pack of monster energy

↑ i'm not counting bunnies nor flowers anymore. god knows how many we've gotten. nor pizza. we got, a LOT .

death counter: 0.5

draw 25 count: 2

uno cards in the metaphorical deck: 50

bricks thrown at me: four

reference made by yours truly. know who you're talking to! : )

updated last; 4/7/25 , marsh

[fixyourwritinghabits]

The Quick Guide of Taking Care of Yourselves

RIGHT ANYWAY, semi-functioning again. Here's some generic tips for Americans (and beyond) in these trying times.

Limit Your Social Media News Consumption

Seriously, you need to set specific times to be aware of what's going on, and then you need to put down your phone. Many of the things that are happening are beyond your control. Doomscrolling is paralyzing. Do not fall into despair loops. This helps no one and it especially does not help you.

Make a channel in your Discord group for dumping things in and leave it to that. Find ways to plug into your local community - talk to your local library, check your local subreddit, pay attention to local events. But you also must give yourself a break from all of the above for your own mental health.

Pick a set time at night and put down your phone. Don't scroll through it before bed, don't start scrolling the second you get up. Form firm habits that allow you to rest and take care of yourself. It's important to be aware of what's happening, but it does not require your constant attention.

Do Things For Yourself

In addition to making art, it's important to find ways to keep yourself grounded. Take a class you're interested in. Go to that book club. See if there's a local group into that hobby you want to start. Need to brush up on your technical skills? See if there's some online classes that you can take (and get a certificate for!).

Don't over-commit (I say, having signed up for three different activities this year), but it is vital to take time to do things for yourself to stay grounded. Having other things to focus on is going to help. I'm taking a strength-building exercise class and German lessons, and having to focus on squats and gendered nouns for certain hours of the day has been so helpful in keeping me going. Give it a try.

(You don't have to try German, just to be clear. I just think it's a neat language.)

You Do Not Have to Constantly Rearrange Your Priorities

I donate monthly to my local animal shelter. That's still going to be an important thing to do. I reblog things I don't have the funds to contribute to myself. That's still useful to do. I'm still going to pay for my patreon subscriptions, because I am supporting people I like and want to succeed.

There are some things you can do. If you are in a position to cancel Amazon Prime, you should probably do that. But some people can't, because they don't have a more reliable way to get certain necessities, and that's fine. If you're in a position to close your Meta accounts, that seems like a good call. However, while I've currently got mine locked down, I need my Instagram for professional reasons, and it's my only point of contact for certain people. I hate it, but I've made the decision to keep using it. There's no morally perfect options out there.

Think Local and Connect with Community

You cannot do anything about most of the terrible things happening. You can, however, make connections to the people around you and find ways to support yourself and others. You can find places to volunteer. You can participate in your local political groups and keep up-to-date on protests and political action. You can keep pressure on your local politicians with phone-calling and letter campaigns. Making connections to others will help you find ways to feel useful and help, even if it doesn't feel like you can.

Most importantly, though, MAKE SURE YOU ARE SAFE. If you're a vulnerable minority in a deep red state or desperately need to keep your head down at your job, you need to make decisions that are best for you. You cannot help others if you yourself are also drowning, and that is okay.

There are still some small things everyone can do. Boycotts of certain products and companies (shout-out to all of Canada, keep it up and I hope for nothing but the best for y'all) is something you can do that doesn't put you at risk. Stay connected to like-minded friends. Stock up on masks and get your vaccines. Have an emergency-prepared plan in cases of natural disasters (always a good plan).

Hang in there. Sometimes you'll spiral, everyone will. But keeping your head above water and building steps to pull yourself up from those holes will be essential.

[nightplvmes]

birthday girl

you'd always known you had a different side of Sylus, a side no one else had because you couldn't remember a time he hadn't made you feel special. he had made your birthday special after so many years. ☆ sylus x fem!reader — fluff ! MDNI! ☆ birthday special ☆ an: hi! so it's my birthday!! and i wanted to post a special. it's not a long one shot and it's not a big deal, i thought about making it a bit more personal, mentioning that Sylus' birthday was also close but i felt like that would be tooooo self insert. anyway, save this and you can read it when your birthday is close 🫶🏻 i was planning to do something with the rest of the LIs so you all can read them on your bday too but i didn't have time, especially because of Sylus' birthday :( anyway, if anyone is interested in a special like this from another LI, you can request it <3 – likes and reblogs are appreciated!! :) ★ masterlist here

your birthday wasn't something you liked. you'd done your best to hide it from Sylus because didn't want to celebrate it, especially this year. you knew your efforts to hide it hadn't worked when you got home that night. you opened the door, and the lack of light made your brows furrow, but the small flicker of candles caught your attention.

Sylus was standing next to a table, his hands behind his back, and beside him was a beautifully set table. it was a dinner party, and you probably would have thought it was nothing more than a date night, if there wasn't a cake in the middle of the table. "what... what's this?" you asked, a lump beginning to form in your throat, even though you knew the answer perfectly.

"you thought you could hide your birthday, sweetie?" Your cheeks turned red. you'd suspected it; you knew he was going to find out somehow, but something inside you hoped he wouldn't.

"I... it's not important. I don't like my birthday." you shook your head. you expected something from him at home if he found out, and maybe something like a forced outing the next day as a celebration. however, you didn't expect that. you had called him an hour ago, and he had said he'd be home maybe two hours later because he still had a few things to do.

"it's important." Sylus approached you, his arms around, pulling you close to his body. "I cooked for you and this is your birthday dinner." a small smile spread across your face, and you felt... a kind of tranquility. it wasn't a lie that you had never liked your birthday, but there was something intimate about just the two of you, about this being your birthday celebration.

"when did you do this? I thought you were working." you placed a kiss on his cheek as he moved away from you enough to walk to the table where he had prepared dinner.

"when I said I had things to do, I meant dinner." a laugh escaped your lips. you didn't even know how he'd found out about your birthday; you'd kept it a secret until... a memory came back to you. yes, you could remember Luke and Kieran standing around you asking questions.

"so... you'd say your stay at Onychinus was good?" you looked at Luke with a frown and then at Kieran, who was sitting on your other side.

"I'm not even staying here. it's not a hotel."

"you're the boss' girlfriend. you sleep here all the time," Kieran said, making your eyes widen in a mixture of embarrassment and surprise. he wasn't actually lying, but it still wasn't a hotel you had come to talk about your stay there. your didn't work for Sylus either.

"yeah, my stay at Onychinus is good," you replied, giving up. the twins were too persistent, and you knew you wouldn't be able to win against them. at some point, you stopped listening to them completely; even Luke's voice sounded so distant that you only just started answering without thinking.

"how old are you?" it had been one of the casual questions Kieran had asked, even though they knew your age perfectly well.

"when is your birthday?"

"those two..." you muttered to yourself as you narrowed your eyes, remembering all of Luke and Kieran's questions. they had inundated you with questions to the point of exhaustion, so you'd answered everything without even thinking about it. Sylus chuckled as he sat down across from you, he'd realized you'd already figured it out, and that there was no evaluation for Onychinus residents—it was just him trying to find out your birthday. well, he'd done a pretty good job, you had to admit. "I can't believe you sent your two shadows to get information out of me," you muttered, annoyed.

Sylus seemed to be searching for something in his pocket, and it took him a couple of seconds to answer. "they were gathering information for an Onychinus project." you rolled your eyes, knowing it was a big lie and you were about to say something, but something stopped you suddenly.

Sylus placed a small box on the center of the table. for a second, you thought it was an engagement ring, but then you realized it was a necklace as soon as he opened it. but it wasn't just any necklace, it was obviously expensive; it was shaped like a kitten and surrounded by red diamonds. "what's this?" you asked, still open-mouthed in surprise, despite knowing the answer perfectly.

"happy birthday, kitten." that was enough to know it was his birthday present. Not only had he taken the time to research your birthday and prepare an entire dinner, he'd bought something else for you. something that was actually meaningful.

maybe you were too excited or too stunned that words came out of your mouth, but you didn't even know what you had said. when you came back from your little bubble, Sylus was behind you, helping you put the necklace on. "you didn't have to, really." you shook your head as he placed a kiss on your forehead before returning to his seat across from you.

"how could I act like your birthday didn't matter?" you narrowed your eyes at his words, knowing they were something you'd said last year after throwing him a surprise party. he'd used your own words against you.

you looked down at the necklace now on your neck and circled the tiny kitten with your fingers, gazing at it for so many seconds. you'd always known you had a different side of Sylus, a side no one else had because you couldn't remember a time he hadn't made you feel special. he had made your birthday special after so many years.

[thelioncourts]

in the summer of 2023, there were many fic writers (mostly black fic writers, several of them trans) who were writing fem louis fics. those writers were put on a list as though they had committed a crime because a couple other people thought that their feminization of louis was wrong in some capacity (there were arguments about it negating canon, arguments about the feminization being too much, venturing toward other problems, etc.). when those writers - who, mind you, were just posting fics and reblogging and posting things predominantly here on tumblr - rightfully confronted the list, the backlash suddenly grew tenfold (backlash that hadn't existed up to that point, not until the list was made). those writers and fans received racist, misogynistic, threatening, and vile messages and there were even mock fics written and posted anonymously to laugh at their ideas. it didn't matter how logically people explained where their ideas stemmed from within the canon, the people arguing summed it up to louis is a man and you guys only see him as this because you're racist or because you hate white people (both arguments were used) or because you want to reduce louis to a love interest or because you can't accept other characters are important too (again, both arguments were used) and so on and so forth. and this has continued into as recent as just a couple of weeks ago when fans - again, predominantly black and several of them trans - on twitter were discussing louis with she/her pronouns and the argument became that they're both men and how can you try to view them through a heterosexual lens when they're in a queer relationship like this like the point is they're both men why can't you see that, etc. but now the conversation is about lestat and she/her pronouns and people that disagree with it need to take into consideration how other people feel and there's this flood of extended sympathy and energy toward supporting those fans who identify strongly there and who believe lestat uses she/her pronouns. and it really just hits you, y'know, how unbelievably racist and antiblack the whole thing is. and after almost-three years in this fandom, you would think that I, and others, would be used to it but it truly just hits you like a ton of bricks every single time.

[torasplanet]

being bruce wayne's controversially young gf is probably such a handful. with all the paparazzi, and new reporters and don't even get me started on that whole batman thing...you'll never forget the time you discovered the batcave in the middle of the night and neither will bruce. you were just sitting at the computers next to Barbara in your silky rope with a frown on your face just ready to yell at him for not telling you.

but that's not what we're here to talk about. we're here to talk about that little munchkin damian.

see at first, he didn't really like you. you were there before him but he still didn't like you very much in all honesty. the other batkids took a liking to you, some quicker than others (dickie) but they still liked you and told damian that you were cool and everything but damian found it disgusting how his father would date someone as young as you.

you were only in your twenties but considering bruce's age being early forties... he thought it was weird. damian was one of many who thought it was horrible until he didn't. you don't exactly know what made him switch but you weren't complaining well...sometimes you were because of his clinginess but you loved him too! damian was attached at your side the moment he started to like you and it was hard to get him away.

you always defended damian especially when he would go back and forth with bruce, which by the way he hated, but it didn't matter the topic because you'd still back him up. "father, school is a waste of time. training is far more important." "yeah! dami is too smart for that."

but don't get him wrong, he still found the age gap horrifying but it was more toward bruce than you now. as time went on, he stopped caring about it but he acted as though he did. damian is just a hater tbh.

anyways, back to him being the clingiest son ever! during galas, you are never seen without the middle schooler at your side either silent or talking to you about something he is passionate about. bruce thinks its cute and plus it makes the public not hate this relationship more but when damian actually needs to do things at the galas, it's pretty annoying for him...

"todd insisted that i play uno with him and the rest of the former robins and it was quite interesting. especially when todd jumped at grayson for cheating." damian ranted in your ear while standing at your side as you sipped at your wine glass carefully listening to him unaware of your boyfriend approaching.

damian noticed before you did and his silence made you confused "damian, you cannot stand next to her all night." bruce said with a sigh and his son only narrowed his eyes at him "why not? i don't find talking to these other wealthy families any sort of intriguing." damian argued while you only smiled brightly at the fact that he found you interesting!

"that doesn't matter, you still have duties."

"well ummi–[y/n]..." damian stuttered clearing his throat in embarrassment as the conversation seemed to go silent. bruce looked at you and you were close to dropping the wine glass because of how happy you seemed so he swiped it from your palm quickly. "...she doesn't seem to mind at all." the boy continued before looking up at you.

you barely registered him looking at you. you were just too happy about him referring to you as his mom!! even if it was just a slip-up. "oh yeah! i don't mind at all and you can call me whatever you want dami! i don't mind that either." you shrugged while rocking back and forth on your heels and damian seemed to be relieved with that but he quickly cleared his throat again and looked at his father with a careless expression.

"well, we'll be going now. grayson is better company than you anyway." damian said grabbing the glass from bruce's hand and grabbing yours with his other before beginning to walk away. you looked back at bruce and silently screamed to show your excitement. i guess he can let it slide this one time...because he was just as happy.

©torasplanet .ᐟ reblogs and likes are very appreciated! pls do not repost!!

[heartfeltcherie]

i had this idea pop into my head a couple nights ago and i finally put it into words! hope u all enjoy <33

wc 662

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yet another meeting.

charlie had gathered everyone in the hotel’s lounge area for a rundown of new team building exercises that she wanted to explain to everyone. it wasn’t that you weren’t interested in helping out, you were.

it was just the fact that the couch cushions you were currently sat on were providing the utmost comfort and it also wasn’t helping that you were trying not to nod off in between sentences — you swear you closed your eyes at “trust fall exercises” and opened them back up at “writing out your feelings is also important”

and then there was the red radio demon you were sat beside.

alastor.

everyone feared his presence, wouldn’t dare to even look in his direction. but the way he was with everyone else, he wasn’t the same way towards you. you didn’t know how to describe it; sitting beside him right now, you felt a sort of… warmth. and of course with that usual smile he has plastered on his face, you don’t know which emotion he’s feeling.

but it doesn’t make you wanna run away and hide. instead, you feel contentment. you feel safe next to him, even though you know that he could have you dead in cold blood within seconds.

and this is perhaps the fifth time he’s watched you, out of the corners of his eyes, nod off for what seems like five seconds, only to almost jolt awake again in what seems like… panic? oh you poor little thing.

“you know, cher” he’s not even focused on charlie’s tangent anymore, instead on you, the tired little doe that can barely keep her eyes open. he still keeps his eyes trained forward. “if you’re feeling so out of sorts, i could provide you with a tad bit more comfort, if you truly desired” his voice is a low whisper, careful not to disturb the other hotel stayers as he’d rather not bring attention to the fact that he maybe cares about someone. how preposterous.

you look up at alastor through your tired eyes. he has one leg crossed over the other, his hands resting on his kneecap — you think he looks so handsome sitting this close to you. he meets your gaze with a turn of his head, careful not to cause such a commotion as he glances between you and his shoulder.

oh?

it’s a very sweet gesture. especially coming from the radio demon himself because you know he hates when people invade his privacy. and even though you’ve always wondered what it’s like to fully be in his touch…

you’re scared, shy, all of the above.

and you think the dust of pink on your cheeks gives it all away.

“no need to get so bashful on me, sweetheart, it’s just a simple gesture. besides i can’t have a belle like you being exhausted all day, now can i, hm?”

alastor trains his focus back towards charlie as you shyly take his offer, slowly laying your head down on his suit-clad shoulder and it’s… very cozy, you decide. the small amount of contact feels very serene as you nuzzle your cheek against his shoulder. and god forbid anyone looks in your direction, otherwise you probably wouldn’t hear the end of it. especially angel dust who’s been bugging you about your little crush on the radio demon.

you decide to go a bit further and link your arm around his, only for a bit more warmth your mind declares is the perfect excuse while your heart fluttering in your tummy, watching for any disapproval alastor has. but he shows none. it’s the greatest feeling in the world to be this close to him. you shouldn’t get used to this… but god, do you want to, so bad.

“you gonna put me to bed too after this?” you whisper jokingly in alastor’s ear, seeing his ear twitch just the slightest. how can an overlord be this adorable?

“don’t push your luck, cher”

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[in-your-heart-shall-burn]

Veilguard Character Appreciation: Davrin

As mentioned on my Emmrich & Taash posts, this is a very self indulgent post for me to ramble about things that I appreciated about the companion characters in Veilguard. I'm planning to post one per character, loosely following the order of the Veilguard Appreciation Week prompts! Please feel free to reply or reblog with your own thoughts if you are so inclined c:

Davrin is one of the two characters that I was very excited to meet, even from the very little amount of pre-release material I saw. Suffice it to say, I am not immune to the allure of Grey Wardens, nor the allure of extremely handsome men, nor the allure of extremely handsome men with cat-bird sons, so I was super excited to meet him.

And it was funny, because as I got closer to meeting him, I was like, alright, every other character I've met so far has far exceeded my expectations. I love them all. So Davrin is going to have to be the disappointment, right? (Wrong. Very Wrong)

From his very first quest, you get a glimpse at the type of person he is - deeply passionate, deeply compassionate, and extremely self-sacrificing. The fact that in the first quest where you meet him, he reassures every griffin by name - even though he downplays himself as just the bodyguard, it's obvious how much he cares.

And he subscribes himself so fully to the Warden philosophy. This man lives and breathes In Peace, Vigilance, In War, Victory, and In Death, Sacrifice. He is so ready to die in Weisshaupt - the conversation afterwards, where your Rook can ask why it's a problem to not have died - it still gives me shivers, no matter how many times I do it.

And then there's the whole fact that he clearly is so torn on how best to raise Assan, and so passionate about his work as a monster hunter - he sees himself as a shield, as someone to stand in between innocents and danger, and it shows in everything he does. Even the fact that he wants to write his own monster manual, and carves his enemies - it shows not just a deep understanding of his enemies, but it shows a desire to teach, and to correct things that put people in danger.

The practicality of everything he does is so interesting. Like the reaction he has to all the revelations about the history of the elves - all he cares about is how it affects the elves of today if it gets out, which is such a valid take to have and really so important! He cares about advocating for the helpless.

He's also just so honest and frank with Rook. All the companions have levels of honesty, but Davrin is so up front about his past when asked? It's really refreshing - he's not afraid to say what he thinks or what he wants to, but he's also generally not an asshole about it.

I just want to give him a hug, honestly. So much of the game is him finding out all of these horrible, earth shattering things about his people's history, and the Warden's history, and the griffon's history, that I feel like he deserves it.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Angela Lansbury (The Harvey Girls, The Court Jester, The Manchurian Candidate)—The babe, the myth, the legend. In her own words her early hollywood roles were "a series of venal bitches" and they were all glorious. Half of them wanted to kill you and you probably would have thanked them. She even goes toe to toe with Judy Garland in The Harvey Girls! That said, she was chronically underused and misused during this era - she was just 36 when she was cast as Elvis Presley's mother in Blue Hawaii and a few years later commented that she'd played so many 'old hags' that most people thought she was in her 60s. She thought she was "all talent, no looks" but she was the full package! Post-1970 I hope we all know what an incredibly talented and compassionate badass she was, but I feel like not enough people know her early roles as a hot (often villainous) young thing.

Angie Dickinson (Rio Bravo, Point Blank, Ocean's Eleven)—Though it could be argued that overall her career leans more to TV, during this time period she was splitting movie title credits with the very top names in the business.

This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Propaganda for Angie Dickinson:

Propaganda for Angela Lansbury:

"Angela Lansbury might not be where your mind goes first when you think of hot leading women, because she had a later career revival. But she began acting in the early 1940s after leaving London due to the Blitz. In the first couple decades of her film career she has an openness about her. She said she never really fit in with the Hollywood crowd and to me she gives off a friendly, untarnished vibe."

"Most of us know Angela Lansbury as old lady sleuth Jessica Fletcher, but it's important to know that she was smoking hot in her younger days as well as a damned fine actress. Although she didn't get lead roles until her early 40s, at 17 she was a supporting actress in films such as Gaslight (1944), National Velvet (1944), and The Picture of Dorian Grey, for which she won the Golden Globe for best supporting actress and was nominated for the Oscar. Even in her memorable performance as the manipulative mother in The Manchurian Candidate, she is listed as a supporting actress as she does not play the love interest. She was successful both on stage and screen, and won the Tony for her lead role in the musical Mame on Broadway in 1966. TL;DR While Angela Lansbury mostly played supporting roles in films before 1970, she had what it takes to be a leading actress, which we know from her success on stage and tv from the mid 60s onward"

"She looked like a princess but bit like a viper"

"Is there anything this woman couldn't do? Act in comedy and drama, sing, dance, be a wonderful human being - quite simply a true and wonderful lady."

"god she had such an incredible career all throughout her life really but as a young lady she was just as incredible as she was in her later years. enchanting voice, amazing personality, and absolutely GORGEOUS. she lamented not having the looks to play leads in romance but that idea is so batshit because look at her??? she's one of the most terrific women of all time. also she's my grandmother's favorite actress and i truly get it"

"she is the fairytale princess of my dreams in court jester"

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

I Want You Back - Obscuary Edition

This was originally requested by Anon who asked: "Could you make headcanons where you have an established relationship with the Tokyo Debunker characters but your ex suddenly tries to win you back?" The links to the other houses are below.

Fandom: Tokyo Debunker

Characters: Edward Hart, Rui Mizuki, Lyca Colt x gn! Reader (separate)

Frostheim | Vagastrom | Jabberwock | Sinostra | Hotarubi | Obscuary | Mortkranken

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You're happily in a relationship with the Tokyo Debunker characters. So how will they react when your ex suddenly tries to win you back?

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Ed has been alive for a large and undisclosed amount of years. He has infinitely more experience in every situation that any mortal human could ever hope for. And your ex thinks you’d rather be with them?

He’s probably going to suggest you go and have a drink at Rui’s bar before confronting your ex alone. And boy, does your ex regret saying anything.

Ed can be scary when he wants and it’s pretty safe to say your ex won’t be bothering you anymore.

Once he reunites with you though, Ed’s going to be seeking some comfort. The unfamiliar feeling of self-doubt has started to creep in and he’s starting to wonder whether he’s really the person you want to spend your time with.

Give him some reassurance and he’ll be back to normal in no time. He will be a bit more subtly protective of you than normal for a while though, just to be sure.

The king of making everyone think he’s doing okay when actually he’s falling to pieces inside. He’s probably going to let you deal with your ex unless you look like you need help since he trusts you to make your own decisions.

If you do ask for help, he’s going to politely but confidently tell your ex that you’re very happy with him and that you’re no longer interested in a relationship with them.

But inside, he’s shaken. He doesn't think he deserves you and is terrified of hurting you with his curse. On one hand, he thinks you should be with someone - anyone - else.

But on the other hand, he can’t stand the thought of being alone again. He loves you dearly and wants to be around you all the time, even if he can’t show you the affection he wants to.

You’re going to have a very emotional Rui on your hands for a while. Just give him some reassurance and comfort and he’ll slowly return to normal.

Lyca doesn’t really get what’s going on at first. Relationships are a very new concept to him and the notion that someone you used to date (but don’t anymore) wants to get back together with you takes him a while to wrap his head around.

As soon as he realises your ex is trying to steal you away from him though, he’s going into full protective mode.

There’s no situation where your ex is getting out of this unscathed, unfortunately. Lyca’s barking, growling, and leaping at your ex to defend your honour.

Once the confrontation has died down, you’re going to have a very clingy Lyca on your hands. He needs some reassurance after that; his self-confidence isn’t high enough yet to be sure that you’re actually happy with him.

Much like Rui, give him some comfort and reassurance and he’ll be back to normal pretty quickly. He trusts you wholeheartedly so if you tell him you’re happy, he’ll believe you.

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second chance. l Frankie "Catfish" Morales

Summary: you broke up after a quarrel, now you've met again

Warnings: angst, mentioning drug addiction, crying, breakup, mentioned Santi, some fluff at the end

A/N: I had to clear my head. I'm not proud of it, but I had to write something. Be gentle. Thank you for being here and reading these scribbles.

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"Hi, you look good."

You didn't expect those words, but you knew that voice so well that your heart skipped a beat. A strange feeling filled your body, as if someone had suddenly stripped you of all your insides and left you empty. Even though the pub was filled with people, suddenly it was just you and him.

"Hi, Frankie." You replied, trying to keep your voice neutral. "You look good too."

A small smile appeared on his lips, he probably realized that it was just a polite greeting. A greeting for those who know each other. But you were more than that, right?

You didn't expect to meet him in this pub that evening. It was a strange assumption, because after all, you lived in the same city. However, when you break up with someone, and that breakup was like a hurricane and an earthquake in one, you don't usually try to meet them again soon.

And so it was with you and Frankie. Almost a year ago, maybe a little longer. And now he was standing in front of you. In a clean shirt and dark jeans, in a cap you knew so well. Brown eyes stared at you with the same attentiveness as before. He really looked good. Like he had a good night's sleep, eaten a few solid meals and... was clean.

"Do you come here often?" he asked, he noticed you looking around the crowd of people looking for someone with your eyes. "Um, are you here with someone?"

"With a friend." you replied. "Do you remember Sarah?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I remember. A girls' night out?"

"Something like that. But no, I don't come here often. I don't have much free time."

Frankie smiled, and a part of your brain woke up sending you a signal - you loved his smile so much.

"I always thought you worked too much." he said, winking at you.

"That's not it." you looked down and there was silence for a moment.

You felt embarrassed by his presence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. You had worked through all the bad feelings you had when you broke up, and you actually missed him a little. Did it make sense? You had broken your hearts, but you still missed him. Was it masochistic?

"I've been going to school for a while now. You know, I told you about it. Back in the day..."

Frankie's eyes widened with interest as he remembered what you were talking about. "No, shit! Really? That's great! You've wanted to do this for a long time, so good for you."

A warm feeling crept up the back of your neck, but you smiled widely. "Thank you."

Frankie bit his lip and nodded in appreciation. "I've always thought you were incredibly smart. So that's what's taking up so much of your time now? That and work?"

"Yeah. Sometimes I go days without a proper meal or... I'm sorry, that must bore you."

"No! Go on, darling."

The sweet nickname slipped out of his mouth naturally, and it was even more natural when he took your elbow and led you a little to the side so you could talk in peace. The smell of his cologne filled your nostrils, you knew it so well. Your body began to react with pleasant excitement to his presence.

"And what about you? How's life?" you asked.

Frankie adjusted his cap and let out a breath. "Good. Quite good." he replied. "I changed companies, and now I have really good conditions."

"That's great."

"Yeah, I think so too."

It was late when he got home, but he could feel something was wrong from the very beginning. All the lights were on, and the noises coming from the bedroom were rather unusual.

Damn it, you should be asleep already. He didn't feel like starting another row, and they filled these walls almost every day. However, he dragged himself down the hallway and gently pushed the door open.

Frankie didn't expect this. There was an open suitcase on the bed. He noticed a bundle of your clothes thrown into it in disarray. The drawers in the dresser and the wardrobe were open.

He cleared his throat and took a step, but at the same moment you came out of the bathroom carrying your cosmetics in your hands. You stood there paralyzed when you saw Frankie in the doorway.

Your eyes were swollen from crying, but there was something else in them. Anger and stubbornness, determination.

"What's going on?" he asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

You lifted your chin slightly. "What does this look like?" you asked as well, quickly approaching the bed and throwing your things into the suitcase. With a graceful movement you closed it "I'm leaving. It's over."

A cold shiver ran down his spine. He took a few more steps and put his hands on his hips watching you struggle with the latches.

"Come on..." Frankie began "It's late. Let's talk about this."

You didn't react. Something inside him boiled and he grabbed the handle of the suitcase, dragging it across the bed towards him.

"Leave it!" you hissed, catching it and holding it "I'm not joking, Frankie! I'm leaving! I've had enough!"

"What this time?" he replied a little too loudly "You're making a scene!"

Before the words left his mouth he already knew he had overdone it. Your eyes widened in a second.

You reached into your pants pocket and after a moment you threw something at him. The small bag bounced off his broad chest and fell silently to the carpet. He recognized it immediately.

"I found it in the car. You must have dropped it last time." you growled.

"It's not like that..."

"Bullshit!" Tears welled up in your eyes. "I've been hearing the same lies for months! I know exactly why you got fired! I wanted to help you, and you promised me you'd never... Ohhh!"

You grabbed the handle of your suitcase and pulled it to the ground, then headed for the door. You pushed past him without letting him grab your arm. Frankie had taken you to the edge. You'd been together for almost two years, and you really loved him. But his addiction was becoming more important than you. You asked, you wanted to help.

The therapist you found for him told you that Frankie had only been to see him three times before he stopped showing up at all. He told you that he went there regularly. Then there were the problems at work and he got fired, he started coming home later and later, and when you were looking for something that had fallen on the floor of your car and you found that damn bag - you already knew.

Your heart was breaking with every step, but you knew that Frankie needed shock therapy. You knew you couldn't...

"Frankie!"

You almost reached the door when you suddenly lost ground under your feet. Strong arms wrapped around your waist and Frankie lifted you up. You started kicking your legs.

"Let me go!" you screamed.

"You're not going anywhere! You can't!" he thundered, putting you down and turning to face him "You have to listen to me, it's not like that..."

"Shut up! You've been lying all this time! All this time!"

"Not when I said I loved you, hermosa."

"Oh! Cut this shit! This isn't love!" your face was full of rage, you wanted to hurt him, to stick a needle in him so hard that it would hurt him for a long time "You just needed someone to clean up the mess after you! Someone to pat you on the head and let you do all this! You needed a pussy you could fuck!"

There was silence. Frankie's hands were gripping your shoulders tightly, his eyes darkened.

"You know that's not true." he finally said.

"Yeah? And what of what you're saying is true? Nothing. Zero. I wanted to help you, but you don't care at all." you jerked away "Let me go, Frankie."

"You have to listen to me..."

"Let me go! Now!"

His fingers loosened and you slipped out of his hands. You grabbed your suitcase again and this time you reached the door.

"I love you." his resigned voice reached your ears.

"I'm not so sure about that anymore."

You took a sip of beer while listening to Frankie. He seemed excited about his new job, and the energy that flowed from him was simply positive. His hand would occasionally brush your arm or wrist as you both burst out laughing, his eyes looking at you with the tenderness you knew from the beginning of your acquaintance.

"I guess I'll have to go back now." You sighed, glancing at your phone. "I have classes tomorrow."

"Do you like it?" he asked, watching you text your friend back, informing her that you had to leave.

"What do you mean?" you looked up at him. Frankie shrugged.

"Your life. Now. Because it seems to me that you're different. More fulfilled? Happier?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it to be honest."

He nodded, his hand shyly finding yours. "Can I give you a lift home?"

You agreed. Maybe you shouldn't have, maybe it was a mistake. But Frankie had somehow found his way to your heart, and you didn't want to part ways with him yet.

"When you left..." he began as you drove through the empty streets towards your apartment "It hit me. Really hard."

You clenched your fingers, but you couldn't look in his direction. But Frankie clearly wanted to talk, maybe he had been waiting for this for a really long time and could finally get it all off his chest.

"I drank for three days. I don't remember much from that period. Santi showed up at my place and... He told me something I'll never forget."

You could barely recognize your own voice. "What did he say?"

Frankie cleared his throat. "He said it was all my fault. That I was dragging you down, and you were trying to keep us both afloat the whole time. He also said that if I wanted you back, that if I loved you at all, I should do something about it."

Something tightened your throat and your eyes stung from the tears that were seeping into your eyelids. The car turned, you were already close to your apartment.

"I went to therapy. Santi took me there twice a week. It was a terrible time. He had to take my phone because I wanted to call you every day. I don't know how I managed to get through it without you."

"But you did it." You dared to look at him, a weak smile appeared on his face. "I'm so proud of you, Frankie."

"Thank you."

The car stopped. Your journey ended, and you got out, feeling like your legs were almost giving out under you. You whispered a quiet "thank you" and "I'm glad I saw you, Frankie." and then feeling like your heart almost jumped out of your chest, you headed for the door.

"I still love you."

You closed your eyes. His voice was clear, determined. You stopped, feeling like you could fall apart at any moment.

"Frankie..." you whispered, but he wouldn't let you do more.

He was right behind you now, you could feel the heat radiating from him. Your body reacted to his closeness.

"I knew you'd be at this pub today."

You turned around and looked at him, surprised. Frankie seemed embarrassed, but he continued.

"I met Sarah a while ago. We talked..."

He noticed a small frown between your eyebrows, "She didn't tell me anything..."

Frankie shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans and shrugged, "I begged her not to tell you. Listen, all this year you were the only thing that kept me alive. I wanted to be clean again, but I also wanted to be able to look you in the eye again. I'm sorry, hermosa... I'm sorry you went through all that with me. It was hell, and you tried so hard to save me."

You couldn't stop the tears that began to flow down your cheeks. You didn't even react when a warm hand touched your cheek and he wiped the tears away with his thumb.

"I still love you, hermosa." Frankie continued. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to stop. But I know I can't expect that from you, not after what I did."

"You hurt me, Frankie..." you sobbed, you saw the pain in his eyes, the same pain you still felt in your heart. "I wanted to save you, I wanted to save us... Maybe I wasn't strong enough?"

"No, it's not like that!" he shook his head, taking your face in both hands. "It wasn't a job for just one person. I understand that now. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I let you down so much."

You instinctively snuggled into his chest. Damn, you missed him so much this year. Almost every day you wondered what was happening to him, or you thought back to the times when everything was fine. There were days when you hated Frankie, when you resented yourself for always having him in your heart. But now you understood - you had to fall apart to understand what was truly important to you.

Frankie stroked your back, repeating silent apologies, and you felt as if all the tension that you had in your body was slowly leaving you.

"You okay?" he asked when you finally pulled away from him, wiping the last tears with your hand and probably completely smudging your mascara.

You nodded, "Yeah. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

"Don't apologize, hermosa. You have nothing to apologize for."

There was silence for a moment. But it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, rather one where you were both trying to gather your thoughts. Finally, you were the first to speak.

"I'm so glad you managed to do all this. I'm really proud of you, Frankie. Now... Now your life will be different, better."

"You think so?" he asked, and you looked at him surprised. "I guess you didn't hear what I said earlier. I love you, and I don't know if I'll ever stop. But I know I can't force you to do anything. You listened to me, that's already a lot. Maybe that's all I deserve."

He must have already accepted it, except that he lost you, because before you could answer anything, he slowly moved towards his car. You watched him, feeling your heart pounding in your chest like crazy. You weren't even aware that you had opened your mouth, only the sound of your voice that cut through the silence brought you back to your senses.

"I'm finishing classes tomorrow after three. If you want to go for coffee, or..."

In an instant Frankie turned around "How about for lunch? You'll definitely be hungry, and you said you haven't been eating very well lately."

You smiled and nodded. "Lunch sounds good."

"Wonderful." He smiled too. That damn smile of his.

"So... Are we in touch?"

"Of course, hermosa."

With a slightly calmer heart you disappeared into the building, feeling that the smile didn't leave your face. 

Maybe a second chance really did exist? Maybe you too had a chance for a new beginning...

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[justwonder113]

Sharing a bed with Han

Chan; Lee Know ; Changbin; Hyunjin; Han; Felix; Seungmin; IN;

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Summary: While in your twenties you do lot's of crazy stuff like walking up to a stranger and claiming to him that you're dating now. One bed trope; Friends? to lovers; Idiots in Love. Reader and Han matching each other's freak Warning: CURSING It's me who's surprised there, one or two adult jokes. Please inform me if I miss anything. Not proofread. A/N- Hey my lovelies I'm sorry I was absent for so long. Apart from studying I also started to work which took much more time and energy than I thought and my mental health wasn't also the best. But thankfully I'm feeling much better now and I quit that shithole too so I have time to get back to writing, which I'm really excited about. I came up with some new ideas and I can't wait to write it. Requests are open too so if you have anything you want me to write feel freeto ask. Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated. Also I want to thank you all for all the love and support you have given me it means the world to me. Feel free to share your thought I just love knowing what you think about my work^^ Word count- 3k

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Inspired by this post right here⬇️ It immediately made me think of Han

Being in your twenties is surely an interesting experience. One might expect of you to be this grown up adult making this important decisions, being all busy doing important stuff, paving your own way in life making connections etc... and You do! There's no way you can escape all that grown up shit. But being in your twenties is also really awesome and interesting because despite being this hardworking people who have their shit together people in their twenties also have the tendency to do a complete 180 and to put it simply do some batshit crazy things and then carry on like it's just a regular Tuesday. Well you would know you're in your twenties and you really just proved yourself your point.

You considered yourself quite normal, rational with few crazyish tendencies because you were human after all. To put it simply you were an average person living their life. Like others you were trying to pave your own way in life, hence why you were here in this university working your ass off. You wouldn't call yourself impulsive or crazy even though you had done your share of let's just say some questionable stuff. Nothing special right? But sometimes the parasites the demon in you just took over. Like now, what the hell was up?

To paint the situation more clearly you were just finished with your midterms and came out of your last exam. Of course it took a lot of energy and effort from you, heck you were barely standing on your feet from fatigue of couple sleepless nights. Maybe it is what made you act up? Not sleeping for really long time made people lose their minds, you had read about the Russian sleep experiment who gave a fuck if it was a creepy pasta.

You were the first to come out of the exam room and obviously overjoyed from bending over the most difficult subject of the semester. You really outdid yourself, all your hard work and dedication paying off. Well being beyond giddy with excitement you wanted to leap from joy to express your happiness.

It's like you felt the adrenaline levels in your body rise, that's when you noticed a boy your age come out of the exam room next to the one you just left. He also looked really happy and pleased wit himself.

Unable to contain your excitement you walked up to the boy who looked quite handsome you might add, and raised your hands and yelled high five. Were you disrupting other students? -Maybe. Did you care? -No not really. The boy was confused for a second but quickly came back to his senses and high fived you. And this is when a really dumb idea stuck you and before you could even think it over and talk some sense into yourself you intervened your hands and got a little closer to him. A smile crept up your face, somehow amused at the poor boys visible confusion. To be honest you had never seen someone who looked so cute while confused. "We're dating now, love you bae." You couldn't believe this words left your mouth and before you could embarrass yourself even more you quickly left leaving the poor boy behind. God he must have been so shocked.

One might think that that's where thing ended up right? And who would blame you? Any rational person would think that you're crazy and/or delusional and would make sure to avoid you at all cost. But we're not talking about rational people in this tale and things didn't end up there. As it turns out the boy, his name being Han Jisung as you came to know him, was just as crazy as you if sometimes not more. For the past year since that happened, that semester and one more he never missed out and whenever he saw you walking in the hallway he always made sure to wave at you all excited and as dramatically loud as possible yell "Hey baby". It didn't matter what the distance between you was, whether you were on the opposite ends of the hallway of standing literally next to each other, everyone's eyes always would end up on you some amused, some annoyed but always all eyeson you two. You always felt torn between finding his antics absolutely adorable and this whole interaction being your highlight of Uni and at the same time wanting to die of shame for all that unnecessary attention. Honestly, at this point, you had quite not so (not at all) small crush on him.

That also lead to your dilemma. Despite basically half of the uni thinking that you and Han were dating you obviously weren't. But you were definitely friends. You first normally talked to him when you were at the party one of his friends threw. To be honest, you weren't completely feeling yourself that day, and when things got a bit too overwhelming you excused yourself and sneaked away to the balcony where you found him. He greeted you as per usual, not failing to put a smile on your face and suddenly you forgot you were feeling tired and shitty. You talked a little about how parties sometimes could be a little too much and then something just clicked! Both of you completely forgot about the party you spent hours talking about everything and nothing at the same time, and you felt so at peace while also feeling excited and completely immersed in conversation. You two got even more close when your friend started dating his friend. Naturally both your friend groups got closer to the point that now all of you decided to enjoy much awaited free time together, and here you were now in the beautiful beach house you had rented. Looking stunned at the double bed you and Han were supposed to share.

You really liked him, way much more since you got to know him better and got closer to him. You couldn't even imagine not having him in your life. Which is why you kept your mouth shut about your feelings. There were few moments where you thought that maybe he did reciprocate your feelings but knowing how flirty and goofy his personality was you decided to let it go and not to hold tightly to the frail branch. You wouldn't risk losing him as a friend. He was the person who made you believe in soulmates. He was your comfort person, someone you could lean on, your source of joy and excitement. You loved how he literally never failed to match your freak and vice versa and all the crazy stuff you did. He gave a new meaning to being alive!

God you were really going off topic, as you could tell you really liked him, which is why you felt beyond embarrassed when you got sorted in the same room as him, and especially now that you found out that there was only a double bed in the room. Yes you two were close and both of you were used to being touchy to each other but you had never once slept together in the same space.

You cursed yourself for agreeing to your friend to switch rooms with her since she wanted to be with her boyfriend Chan, who was supposed to be Han's roommate. You thought that it was not a big deal because you thought there would be two separate beds, you didn't really bother to check since all you wanted was to get sorted quickly and go to sleep as fast as possible. You would so smack her in the morning, you wouldn't risk going into her room now afraid of seeing not so pg stuff. This was the last time you were going to be considerate to your friends! Especially not after she whispered to you before heading to her room that this was your chance with Han and advising you use protection. Like you needed that on top of everything. Your mind already felt like blowing up!

God you were feeling so awkward you couldn't even fully enjoy how beautiful and perfect everything was, not even how this fluffy straight out of heaven bed was basically calling your name, it basically felt like it was tormenting you.

"Well this is interesting." You tried to break the silence and looked over at Han who looked like he wasn't breathing, God just what did Felix and Minho whisper to him? "Han?" you called out to him a bit alarmed when you noticed or maybe hallucinated who even knows that he was starting to pale. Well it did work and he quickly snapped out of it and gathered himself.

"Listen if you feel awkward about this I understand, I can go sleep in the living room." Han spoke with soft reassuring voice and it did help calming your nerves a little making you fell all soft inside. You had to pull yourself together.

"Oh no Hannie, that couch looked uncomfortable as hell, there's no way you can sleep on that your back will hate you for it!" You tried to reason, and Han thought for a second before bringing up another idea about sleeping on the floor but you didn't even let him finish the sentence. "Listen Ji, this is just as much your vocation as it is mine. You're here to relax and have a good time not to sleep on the floor! Thank you for being considerate, I really appreciate that, but I can't make you sleep on the floor. As long as you're comfortable with it we can share a bed. We're both adults let's not make a big deal out of this." Han looked at you in the eyes for a as if second making sure you were really okay with this then nodded his head softly.

"I'll take a shower first if that's okay with you? Han looked a bit dazed for a second but he quickly snapped out of it. "Yeah sure" He stuttered out and as if to distract himself went over to his bag to search for something.

You couldn't help but squeal on the inside about how cute he was being while heading to the bathroom but once it actually dawned on you that you would be sharing a bed you kinda wanted to bash your head against the wall it just felt like a right thing to do.

You made sure to thoroughly wash yourself to the point that when you got out of the shower you were convinced that you were sparkling. You quickly did your skincare, got dressed in your cute new set of pyjamas and even applied some perfume for that extra fresh feeling. Yup you were definetly sparkling. Also the way that Jisung visibly gulped the second he saw you enter the room? Just perfection, an ideal ego boost! Maybe sharing a room with him wasn't such a bad idea.

Han quickly washed up and here you were in the dimly lit room, in the same bed as him. The bed wasn't as big as it seemed, despite keeping your distance you could still feel his bodyheat, hear his every breath, smell his body wash and his natural a bit musky scent...God you felt like a creep! How the fuck were you supposed to sleep in here?

Han was also visibly nervous your bed was almost vibrating from his constant fidgeting and despite finding him cute and all that if he didn't stop in the next five seconds you would smother him with your pillow. Sighing to yourself you started bracing yourself that you two wouldn't get much sleep today.

Jokes on you you were out like a light switch in like 20 minutes. You only awoke because a suspicious sound coming from the next room, you know the one you don't really want checking. Also by the way his hands tightened around your waist Han was awake too. Wait what?

As if fanfiction gods were laughing at you from above you were all tangled up with Han as if him hugging your waist and you using his chest as a pillow wasn't enough. Oh yes you were both adults you could control yourselves nothing would happen, you just HAD to do a speech!

Okay back to important stuff, what the hell were you supposed to do now?- pretend to be asleep? There's no way Han hadn't noticed that you were awake you two were conjoined like Siamese twins! He probably could even tell the slightest shift in your pulse which went up a lot in this 30 seconds in fact you were pretty sure you would have either panic attack or would just simply pass out. It was 50\50.

God how did you manage to find yourself in this situation? And more importantly, who the fuck smells so good and feels this comfortable to hold? This was so not fair!

Han's soft call of your name brought you back from whatever the hell was going inside your head, his voice was warm asking you if you were awake.

"Yes..."You answered quietly your voice muffled a bit from your face still being smushed on his chest. There's no way you could turn to your pillow after this.

"I, uhm..." - Han begin to talk but stammered, unable to find his words, meanwhile you're stuck in the daze, your mind absolutely flipping over how hot his morning voice is. There was no need to mention the state of your heart, that bitch was a goner.

Feeling frustrated with himself Han sighed, his arms slightly tightening around you. You don't know what compels you but you looked up, maybe curiosity to know what was on his mind, thinking maybe you can read his face. The sight has you left in awestruck. His hair is all disheveled but somehow looking so fluffy and soft you really wish you can slide your fingers through his locks. His eyes which are unable to hold your gaze sparkle with the morning light. In fact you're convinced if you hadn't already you would surely fall for him from this sight alone.

'"What is it Ji?" You ask after a few seconds of awkward silence, after noting how his thumb on his hand which still lies on your waist twitches occasionally, how his chest is rising up and down quicker than normal, how his breathing isn't as even as is should be.'"What is it Ji?" You ask after a few seconds of awkward silence, after noting how his thumb on his hand which still lies on your waist twitches occasionally, how his chest is rising up and down quicker than normal, how his breathing isn't as even as is should be.

One second he is looking into your eyes the next he has his face covered with his hands whining about something you can't descipher.

"Ji?" - You couldn't mask your surprise.

"You can't look at me like that!"

"Sorry? Like what?"

Jisung looked through his fingers and scoffed as if the answer to that question was the most obvious thing ever. He sighed in defeat when he noticed that you in fact had no clue what was going on.

"All pretty and stuff." You couldn't help but grin once his answer actually dawned on you. God he was too cute for his own good.

"You think I'm pretty?"

He looked at you with unimpressed expression, then he took the pillow from right under his head and put it on his face and screamed into it like dramatic baby he was. Looking at his theatrics you couldn't help but laugh which resulted disapproving grunt of protest which backfired because it only made you laugh even more.

"Oh come on now, don't be mad! It's not everyday you hear your crush admit you're pretty!" You couldn't help but tease and you waited for your answer to dawn on him.

"Still you shouldn't tease!" Han whined from under his pillow. You wondered how much time would he need to actually realize that you admitted you had a crush on him.

"Come on Jiji! Take off the pillow!"

"No I'm dying here!" He really shouldn't spend so much time with Jisung.

And then there was a pause for a second , then two and by the third the pillow covering his face was thrown from the bed into the room somewhere and Jisung staring at you with his wide boba eyes.

"Wait a minute!"

"There it is! Took you some time pretty boy, almost had me worried." You immediately quipped back.

"Don't fluster me woman I'm having a serious moment here what do your crush?!"

"I meant that I like a pretty boy named Han Jisung but for some reason he is taking his sweet time to get that."

"You have a crush on me?" You couldn't really tell if he was teasing or if he was in awe but knowing him he could manage and do both at the same time. He sure was an unique person.

"Good thing that you're cute pretty boy."

"Stop flustering me!"

"Should I kiss you instead?"

The way Jisung whined was beyond adorable honestly how could you not tease him? Now it was your pillow that was stolen and covering his face and his little squeals,

"Hey Ji." You called after a second, he immediately answered a pillow still on his face.

"Does this mean that we're actually dating now?" You wanted to keep your teasing tone but you couldn't really mask your hopefulness. He immediately got rid of the pillow, the embarrassment long forgotten, in second Jisung had you in his arms hugging you tightly he even gave you an obnoxiously loud smooch on your cheek.

"Absolutely baby." There it was his sweet gummy smile. There's no way you could resist that, softly holding his soft cheek you leaned in and connected your lips into a short but sweet kiss. Jisung looked awestruck for a second but this time he immediately came back to his senses and leaned in to connect your lips into much more passionate kiss, well tried to at least, neither of you could stop smiling after all. You really had to thank your friend in the morning, sharing a bed with Han was surely one of the best decisions you had ever made.

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my take on ellie william’s birth chart

(warning, nsfw near the bottom. it’s marked in red. also there’s a little more nsfw info in the reblogs section of this post cuz i forgot to add it. also, talks of trauma and mental health issues!!)

if anyone wants me to go more in depth into anything i mentioned feel free to ask. also if u want me to break down certain scenes/dialogue/actions of ellie’s from the games through the lens of the chart i assigned, again, feel free to ask.

not going too into depth cuz blah. but she’s one of my fave characters ever and i want to dissect my ops on her natal chart a little cuz i lauve astrology. big pisces, bless up.

to clarify for those who don’t know astrology - i’m not just listing ellie’s character traits next to a random label, the things i mention are direct translations of the influence these specific placements can have on a person, hence why i assigned them to ellie. though, my guesses are kinda personal opinion since i’m basing them off of the way i perceive her character.

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Gemini Sun - i don’t rlly care about sun signs sorryyyy. find it kinda boring. BUT. ellie is obvi a very goofy, jokey person. she loves to tease and banter with people, it’s how we see her bond with joel, jesse, riley, and dina. she’s very smart and observent, matches people’s energy. she has lots of interests, is very smart but not arrogantly so. she loves to learn and be taught things, asks questions constantly. friends r very important to her. she has a very analytical, logical mind. she has a nasty side, very direct and damning with her words when she isn’t happy with someone or doesn’t like them. tendencies to shut herself away from people when she’s hurting. will cut people off if they fuck her over, no matter how much she cares for them (joel). but in romantic relationships she’s more likely to try and ignore the issues because she doesn’t want to lose the person. (seen with riley and dina).

Taurus Moon - stubborn asf. have very strong morals. enjoy having a home, will fill their home with items and decor that comforts, and express their personality. prefer intimate social activities, would rather stay in and watch a movie than go to parties n stuff. hold grudges fr. can be very dismissive, also when they set their mind to something you can’t sway them. form their own opinions and can’t be convinced otherwise by others (after the dance, dina tries to apologise, ellie has already decided that dina didn’t mean the kiss even when all signs point to the opposite. also with joel, after finding out what he did in the hospital, she holds that grudge for years, won’t rlly take his side into account and is focused on what she wanted out of the situation. also when she’s leaving dina, she thinks dina is coping better than her though they clearly haven’t spoken about it - “im not like you, dina”). taurus moons bond with people very strongly, and have intense urges to protect their loved ones - main reason she went so loco after joel died was cuz she couldn’t protect him/couldn’t save him.

sentimental yet stoic. very loyal and protective over those they love. don’t like to be patronised, or viewed as weak. feels connected to nature, likes spending time in it/drawing it. music is veryyy important to them. they need stability in relationships, don’t like not knowing or not being sure of things/people. pretty grounded in their emotions, knows what they’re feeling and why, but will try to dismiss themself and ignore their feelings. tendencies towards over-indulgence and substance abuse issues (especially with the influence of her other placements). as i said, taurus moons dismiss and ignore their emotions, hide them from the people around, along with the indulgent nature of taurus, this would present with alcohol abuse, self destructive/self harm issues (by s/h, i mean seeking out danger, violence, and harm. not taking care of herself, not eating, not sleeping, etc). values honesty.

to her core she’d be a very moral person - blinded by her emotions and anger, yes, but would still hold strong to her morals when she can clear her head a lil. (like not going through with killing abby at the end - i think because she finally had the power to end it after all her spiralling thoughts about it/abby. she finally had her hands around her neck, literally had abby’s life in her hands, and that was the only reason she could let go - because the moment ellie had been constantly thinking about was finally happening, it was finally up to her, and that comfort could clear her head a bit and open up a space for her morals to slip back through.)

she would value actions, not words. (joel constantly saying “things happen, we move on”, but still, when he’s killed, she can hardly even try to move on - despite those being the literal words of advice from the guy who was killed, who’s opinion she valued a lot.) (also never believed joel’s constant lies, had to go to the hospital herself to see what really happened there.)

methodical and hardworking. can get stagnant and stuck in their ways. great instincts. sleepy, loves sleeping, loves comfort, (unless they’re dealing with difficult emotions, when they are - food and sleep are the first things to check out.) sensual, intimidating, kinda mysterious ppl. once committed to someone or something, they stick with them for the long haul. (there were extenuating circumstances when she left dina, but she did try to stay and build a home/life with her.)

Virgo Rising - self-sufficient, independent, perfectionist, analytical and intelligent. a good problem solver, and tend to enjoy physical touch when in moments of deep connection. overly critical of others and themselves. other-think and doubt themselves. compliments make them kinda uncomfortable. very observent, and emotionally reserved. not very social, don’t like big crowds of people, prefer small, close social gatherings. tendencies to be very anxious. stomach issues and issues with food. love learning and discussing topics of interest.

they’re pretty sure of themselves and who they are to the core, but as i said, have insane issues with overthinking, self-deprecation, and doubts. they are reserved and practical, but will explode if pushed too far or feeling emotionally triggered. hard-workers, enjoy being praised for their achievements, though will behave awkwardly on the surface when complimented. again, perfectionist, and it can bleed into their opinions of those around them - they expect everyone to be almost perfect. they have a strong sense of duty, are highly reliable and responsible (again, unless overwhelmed by emotion). finds making choices difficult, can get overwhelmed with too many options - they prefer simplicity. good listeners when it really comes down to it, but can be blinded by their own opinions sometimes. prefer to have an organised living space, though not necessarily clean. pretty good at giving advice - they’re often the voice of reason. they love to be of service to others. they don’t like to dive into relationships, they prefer friends-to-lovers situations. they need to really get to know someone before feeling comfortable in romantic relationships.

appearance wise - they prefer simplicity and comfort over flashiness. youthful appearance, delicate facial features, expressive eyes, captivating gaze, slim stature, long limbs. child-like grins, plush lips. narrow chin, strong cheekbones. thick brows and lashes. calm and composed demeanour (nonchalant, chill guy).

Gemini Mercury - her journal is very gemini mercury to me, they like to lay their thoughts out and dissect them. pleasant and polite when meeting people. strong boundaries, won’t take shit, they will match people’s energy (was polite to bill at first but as soon as he started acting aggressive she chewed him out and was never pleasant to him again. was friendly to sam and henry from the beginning and all the way through, even when joel wasn’t.) rlly good at tactically insulting people, proficient in arguments and debates. logical and observant. quick-witted and very sarcastic. very smart, love learning, ask a lot of questions. blunt, honest, and always speak their mind. can be snappy when upset or provoked. when they feel ignored or hurt, they’ll detach and go silent, though might make little comments here and there. very passive aggressive. independent, don’t like to be pushed around. loves reading (comics and books / nonfiction and fiction). very resourceful and good at improvising.

not religious, tend to need facts and evidence to believe things. very curious, asks a lot of questions. fast-paced thoughts, big mouth!!! good with maps and maths. they hate boring people, and people they deem as stupid. nothing is impossible to them, they believe they can achieve whatever they set their mind to, and jump at the chance to prove doubters wrong. they are insistant and push others towards their goals, won’t let people quit or give up easy. very resourceful and knowledgeable. can be kind of manipulative / they know how to sway people, know how to argue their points and get what they want. cannot deal with boredom, they need action, fluidity, results. can be a little self-important, self-absorbed, and immature. they enjoy helping people complete tasks, and feeling useful. always strive for better, won’t settle for less.

since i assigned ellie a virgo ascendent, she is ruled by her gemini mercury. this means it’s a big part of her personality. her thoughts and words, the way she communicates, the way she views the world, the things she likes and dislikes - are a huge part of her personhood and self-identity.

Gemini Venus - i don’t even want to maim her with this placement but here we are. (no offense gemini venus’s. ur cool and misunderstood, but do struggle in love.) they enjoy teasing people they care about. connect on a mental level, need to be able to have interesting back and forth convos with someone when in a relationship. friendship is most important when in romantic relationships. can be very aloof and avoidant in romantic relationships, don’t like talking about their issues and traumas. has many hobbies and interests (for ellie - dinos, space, comics, music, writing, art, movies, etc). stealthy and sneaky.

takes them a while to be rlly romantic in a relationship, and still aren’t overtly fluffy or sappy. (prefers to banter with dina over compliments, quiet acts of love like painting dina and jj, herding the sheep for dina.) not overly empathetic or needy. love languages are acts of service, gift-giving, and quality time. super flustered and awkward when they like someone, but after confirmation their crush is reciprocated, they’re a flirty menace. can be very insecure, despite their strong nature. don’t like hearing about people talking bad about them, don’t like not being liked, but at the same time is kinda like fuck it then. they need mentally stimulating jobs and work, (so loves patrol duty, but hates the gardening shit and kitchen / inventory duties.).

not shallow - they need their partners to have a thrilling mind and personality. honestly have tendencies to crush on people they think they ‘can’t have’, because the chase is exciting. humour and intelligence is what they find most attractive and sexy, above all else. if the relationship gets boring or receptive - they’re out. (but, since i believe ellie has a taurus moon, if the person is interesting enough, she will want to settle down with them.) very playful people, they’re light-hearted and don’t take much too seriously. they love taking their time to get to know someone before diving into a relationship.

drawn to partners who are optimistic, humorous, can see the bright side of life and have fun despite circumstance. they love mysterious/unpredictable people. they are very open-minded, not quick to judge. they can be misunderstood easily by others, struggle with a sense of not-belonging, are often the odd one out. they like to distance themselves from others and from intense moments of connection with humour and jest. they aren’t great with intimacy - after a life of being misunderstood and judged, they become flighty and nervous around vulnerability. they need to be taught intimacy with steady understanding, patience, and compassion. they love to learn, and to learn through love. they are constantly worried about awkward moments, tense situations, doing something wrong and fucking everything up. they’re used to being independent and not needing people, so the notion of relationships sometimes scare them.

they aren’t inclined to follow the expected path of relationship - dates, marriage, kids, not their thing. they don’t conform, don’t subscribe to societal standards or expectations, they’ll love who they want, how they want, when they want. when in a relationship, they have a grating need to always know what their partner is thinking, and will ask questions and dissect answers. they’re fascinated by personhood - especially that of the ones they love. when they finally open themselves up to love, they will love you like you are a distant, undiscovered planet. something to get to know, something to explore, something to make a home on. they might sometimes expect you to act the way they want you too, but even when you don’t, they will love you all the same - because they value differences, a fresh perspective, a change in scenery. curiosity is intimacy to them, and finding is their love language.

can be very impatient people, though. they are fast-moving in all but connection. can struggle with trust issues and skepticism, hence the relentless question-asking and reassurance-seeking when in love. they enjoy taking risks and dive into the unknown and un-experienced. they are deeply provocative and expectant, they value change and flow - stubbornness aggravates them, and they hate to be put in a box.

Aries Mars - i mean, anger issues, hellooo. very quick to anger, (like at the dance, instantly turns around to confront seth.) constantly on the offensive, always looking for threats or taunts. very strong drive, very determined. if they set a goal they will do anything to achieve it. very blunt and won’t take shit, don’t like to sugar coat or beat around the bush and don’t like it when others do it either. they prefer honesty. not afraid to stick up for themselves and others. hard-headed asf. not afraid of conflict and confrontation. can be very antagonising and vindictive. super strong emotionally and mentally, but can act very immature and childish. stroppy asf.

again, very protective of those they love. very possessive of their partners but won’t show it. tries to reason with themself, but still, rlly uncomfortable when ppl look or flirt with their partner. rlly enjoys flirting when they like someone and knows they are liked back. they love the push and pull, the balance of power, the taste of passion and sensuality.

they struggle with authority!! hates people telling them what to do, how to act, telling them they can’t do something. desires to be seen as strong and powerful. are pretty intimidating when they’re mad, have explosive anger when they’re not acting totally aloof and distant. resentful ass person, will forgive but won’t forget. they’ll pretend everything is fine for a while but eventually will blow up on someone and give them a piece of their mind. HATES being punished.

hates boring, tedious jobs. needs to feel wanted and needed, like they’re a productive member of the team/community. prefers hands-on, stimulating, rewarding work. has a keen awareness of danger but most of the time will head straight into it anyway - they plan and think it through a little, but are always ready to dive right in.

they are incredibly bold people, and are proud of their boldness. they honestly might enjoy when people disagree with them or their actions, so they can stand firm in their opinion, and strive to prove themselves. they will demand honesty and mutual respect. they don’t try to be something they’re not - they are what they are, are who they are, and you can like it or screw off. they have tendencies to say the wildest things just to garner a reaction - they find it amusing. incredibly rebellious in nature, enjoy breaking rules and pushing boundaries. they find rules and regulations stupid and pointless. they can feel smothered easily, don’t like when too much is expected of them, don’t like being forced to do what they don’t want to do. they hate ultimatums. they very much dislike the feeling of fear, the feeling of helplessness, and will aggressively strive to be free of those feelings - to scare the fear off, to dig themselves in a hole to escape, to never ever back down.

they enjoy feeling powerful. they will fight tooth and nail to win, despite what harm might come to them in the process. in fact, they demand that harm comes to them - they hate easy wins, they hate the lack of tiredness, the lack of pain, the lack of substance to their victory. if it isn’t hard to accomplish; then it isn’t an accomplishment. they love watching someone’s face as they realise they’ve been bested, adrenaline is a drug to them. they love the power of freedom from rules, expectation, emotions. they love being challenged, being tested, being provoked. they cannot stand being ignored / shut out / discarded. they need a partner who can accept them, appreciate them, but still push back against their torrents of willpower. they find weak-willed, spineless people offensive and pathetic - though if it’s someone they love, will strive to protect them, and toughen them up in the mean time. they need a partner who is just as strong as them. they don’t like bullies, power hungry dictators, or laziness.

aries mars do not bend, they break. and when bested; they are wrathful. spiteful, resentful, vengeful. they will take back what was taken from them, they are relentless and swift in their rage.

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no water in her personal placements but i’d say some of her planets are in a water house or her water ruled houses.

mars or venus in the 12th house - (leo and pisces ruled) - feels extremely deeply but detaches when hurt or betrayed. pretends they don’t care and everything is fine when they’re in pain. issues with vulnerability in relationships, doesn’t like to seem like a burden. suicidal ideation in relation to trauma. avoidant issues. fear of being alone, trust issues, self-depreciation issues. is a hype-person, supports the people they loves with words and actions. fear of being misunderstood. can be avoidant, not very social, doesn’t like small talk, insecurity and self-worth issues. also can cause intense dreams and nightmares. deep and violently strong emotions are extremely hard for them to grasp - they will ignore the feelings, shut them out, and focus only on action and instinct. but those strong emotions will come back to bite, it will manifest in physical ways like a pit in the chest, a hole in the stomach, a strain in the muscles. it will hang over them like a storm cloud, stealing their attention and their personhood until all they can see is murk. it’s very hard for them to work through trauma and give in.

i’d say she has a pisces or a scorpio saturn, probably in the 4th house (cancer and sag ruled) - family issues and self-identity issues. death of family members at a young age, wishes for family and belonging but can’t achieve it. self-destructive and independent, doesn’t like to conform or be ordered around. focused on their own goals and desires, despite who it might hurt. would look down on people they view as “weak”, or not capable of surviving, but would still try to protect them, and maybe toughen them up a lil. wouldn’t like crying in front of people or showing weakness, even when in long term relationships. they hide when they cry, wouldn’t want to talk about their traumas or emotions. they see their problems as belongings, and don’t like to share. familial connections and belonging is a deep wound for them, which can lead to detachment and avoidant issues. if they manage to let someone in, and are subsequently betrayed, they are relentless in their dismissal - they will leave you out in the cold, despite the deep urges for reconciliation - they cannot allow you to hurt them again, and once you’re revealed as a threat, they will crush you with silence and insouciance.

also, her virgo rising would make her 8th house ruled by aries. 8th house rules trauma and stuff to do with death (amongst other things) - aries is head trauma, traumatic and sudden, violent deaths, and rage-fuelled vengeance (rip joel). impulsive actions leading to destruction. doesn’t care about getting injured, is very good a dealing with injuries etc. very suspicious and skeptical. prone to head, face, and back injuries. prone to violence, but can be a little affected by seeing it or causing it. they find great satisfaction in winning fights/battles, especially against people they have a… vendetta against.

NSFW - feel kinda weird doing this, idk why, i literally write vulgar smut about her. anyway.

we don’t know anything about ellie’s sexual life/history/preferences. we can glean hints through her general reactions and personality, but i don’t rlly have anything to bounce off of. below are the sexual translations of the signs i assigned to her, (so, you can decide if the above depictions of the signs i assigned match her personality and characteristics, and if so, the nsfw things below are just as accurate despite the placements being my opinion.) so basically, im factoring her gemini venus, aries mars, taurus moon, and gemini mercury into my predictions.

to clarify, i’m a sub-ellie truther, but due to the way she crawls on top of dina on the couch, and also the way she’s all over her at the farm, below is my opinion on her sexual nature based on the placements i guessed she has - so, i’m factoring mainly her (assumed) birth chart, and general demeanour. but she’s defo subby half the time - defo switchy.

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extremely horny. switch vibes. love dirty talk. loves to be praised. likes hair-pulling. enjoys risky sex (we’re not supposed to be doing this / public stuff (but she probs wouldn’t initiate straight up public sex, she’d like if her partner did tho)). but also, when deeply in love, enjoys romantic, passionate, emotional sex. uses sex as a way to express love and connect. acts of service (not strictly a top tho), loves to focus on her partner. but also, sometimes can be kind of selfish in sex, cuz (again, not strictly a dom) aries mars do like to be in charge and in control. in contrast, would also defo love to be used and advanced on (like she’d love the thought of a pretty girl/person on top of her. the only way i can think to explain it is like, feeling like prey, but not in a lack of control or scared way. she’d love knowing she’s wanted carnally by a hot girl/person - though she can be rlly shy about it sometimes.)

defo loves eating pussy and getting hers ate, more so than just fingers - but still rlly enjoys fingering cuz she can be all up in her partners face while she does it. i think she’d enjoy the idea of strapping, likes to fuck with something bigger than fingers and loves to watch her partners face as she fucks them, feel them scratch her back, their legs wrap around her, etc. but also tribbing, defo loves that even more. i think she’d enjoy being fingered more than being strapped herself, but it feels good so she’d still like it, (she just might be a lil shy and embarrassed and would need to feel a strong connection). she’d love getting her face sat on !!!!!!! so much!!! being smothered in her partners thighs, being able to see up their body as they ride her face - she’d love being used like that, but also would love making her partner feel so good they can barely hold themself up cuz it makes her feel powerful.

going back to dirty talk, prob likes taunting/being taunted - but not straight up mocking, humiliation, or degradation - just a tasteful amount of teasing. loves dirty talking in public, like whispering in each others ear n shiz. and secret touches. loves smacking butt, during sex but also just any time. loves boobies, obvi, she’s probs quite gropey (not in a weird way). also has an oral fixation, loves lips. and also necks, neck kisses, biting, hickeys (but only likes herself to see them, would be so embarrassed if joel or her friends saw hickeys on her or her partners neck.) likes holding her partners neck but not choking. again, loves hickeys, but prefers to leave them where others can’t see, unless ppl won’t see her partners neck for a while for some reason - but, on boobs, thighs, etc, would love to leave her mark on her partner, physical proof of their wild nights together.

probs enjoy rough sex but not violent, like a lil bit of pain (again, hair pulling, light slaps (not to the face), biting, scratches.) more inclined to groan, pant, grunt, curse, stuff like that butttt, when she’s rlly into it, HUGE WHIMPERER. and whiny too. she’d enjoy edging a lottt, and when it’s her being edged she’s so whiny and pleading. she’d feel powerful keeping her partner on the edge of bliss, it being up to her when she lets you feel it. and she’d love the gratification of being edged herself - it’s not an easy, quick finish - she has to earn it and she loves that. also, she’d secretly enjoy loosing control - she’s used to being strong-willed, staunchly in control of her life, always getting what she wants - so, when she’s close, she’d actually enjoy the pleading aspect of begging you to let her orgasm, and the explosive satisfaction of finally finishing.

dacryphilia kink perhaps, again not in a rlly violent way but a pleasure way, loves to see her partner totally fucked out and almost sobbing from pleasure. likes claiming - “you’re mine.” and likes to be claimed herself. when’s she’s feeling subby or caught off guard, gets rlly flustered and shaky - but not unsure, she knows what she wants. would enjoy watching her partner pleasure themselves in front of her, or want them touch themselves while she fucks them n stuff. also likes body hair on her partner!!! and herself obvi, defooo doesn’t give a shit about shaving. but she’d like to trim herself up, being a virgo rising and all. also, she’d like overstim a little. again, not in a sadistic way, she just thinks it’s cute when her partner gasps, twitches, jolts, and shakes.

again, i want to clarify, none of the sex stuff i mentioned would be in a rlly dominant way. more like she’s just a horny person and enjoys all those things in both a top/bottom way, but not overly dom, mean, or domineering. just an awkward nerd who has a slutty side, and it’s more of a fascination with the things i mentioned than a commanding or controlling urge. aries mars is very switch to me, because they love being in control and feeling powerful, but also love their partner to be similarly agressive and commanding. also she’s not totally serious all the time, she’d have a sweet side, and also would defo joke around sometimes during sex and be silly. don’t think she’d be big on porn, but would like sexual pics of her partner / pics of them partaking in sexual acts together. probs not filmed, she’d hate to watch herself, but pics, yeah.

she’d LOVE make out sessions. when she’s in the mood for it, could spend hours kissing her partner, dry humping, squeezing their butt and boobs, kissing their neck. she’d need freshness in her sex life - boring, sappy, cut and dry sex is not her thing. she’d love the unexpected, being surprised, being seduced. as i said, she would like ‘sappy’ sex sometimes, but more in the way of deep connection and the thrill of being in tune with one another’s bodies, being able to make each other shake and cry out and feel good.

like i said, aries mars & taurus moons have tendencies to be extremely horny people, very sex driven. BUT, sometimes they’re just not in the mood and want to focus on their interests, (reading, gaming, art, in ellie’s case), and just chilling and cuddling - watching movies n stuff. i think ellie would like being read to, laying on her partners chest while they read to her cuz she loves hearing their voice. sometimes gemini mercuries get super into their hobbies and she might accidentally ignore her partner cuz she’s so invested in her comic/movie/game/doodling. but a sure way to get her going would to be kinda agressive (not violent), like pulling whatever it is out of her hands, undressing in front of her, talking dirty until she can’t focus. then she’ll let you do what you want. if she’s not in the mood, a simple “i’m horny” won’t cut it - she wants you to earn her arousal, make it exciting, make it unexpected.

attraction wise - factoring her taurus moon, gemini venus, and aries mars. she’d like women/ppl who are very sure of themselves, so, similar to her - don’t take shit, stand up for themselves and others, strong, not overly emotional or needy. cuz she’s independent, needs her partner to be too - though she’d secretly love clingy behaviour sometimes cuz it makes her feel special, but she’d tease her partner for it. she’d need a partner who she finds rlly funny, can have interesting convos and banter with, and someone she can share her interests with and talk about them together. wouldn’t like immaturity or childishness (though she’d has those tendencies herself). wouldn’t like someone who beats around the bush, she likes her partner to speak their mind and be honest and straight up. defo wouldn’t notice someone has a crush on her unless they’re super up front about it.

but also, loves to be cared for. obvi ellie has mommy issues… ie, she never had one. so, she’d love acts of service and words of affirmation, she’d love being called “good girl” n shiz like that. loves to feel special, and cared for. probs wouldn’t go so far as to call her partner mommy (unless she’s very connected to her partner, rlly rlly overwhelmed by pleasure and immersed in the moment, it might slip out) would defo have freudian tendencies (not in a weird pedo childlike way!!! just, the caring aspect, and ‘motherly’ actions would make her feel all warm and gooey). so i think she’d love laying on her partners chest, getting her hair stroked and played with, getting her back stroked. she’d love handholding in public and in private. needs someone she can chill with, watch movies, have little picnic/nature dates with.

doesn’t rlly care about appearance, she’s not picky at all. but, she’d be drawn to ppl with darker features. she’d like quite rough appearances, loves ppl with battle scars and personality. she’d like ppl who rlly express themselves through their appearance; piercings, hair dye, tattoos, an interesting style. (though, again, it’s not a dealbreaker.) she’d like someone with a cool music taste. she’d like ppl with like grungy/emo/dark styles. she’d be drawn to more fem-esq girls, but would like them to still have a rough, strong edge to their appearance. like, she’d like toned muscles on a girl (but again, not picky with body types or appearances, she’d just be more drawn to the things i mention.) so she’d like ppl who are both fem and masc in certain aspects. if her partner is fem, she’d like seeing them in skirts n stuff, and them sitting on her lap while in a skirt. she would like tight clothing on her partners - but, again, doesn’t care too much about appearance/outfits. mental stimulation, personality, and conversations are far far more important to her in a relationship.

she’d like someone with a sarcastic humour. also someone who’s rlly empathetic and caring, but not to their own detriment. wouldn’t rlly enjoy people pleasers (though she has tendencies herself if it’s someone she cares about). she’d find intelligence very attractive. she’d pretend she doesn’t like gooey love stuff - like kisses all over her face, someone who’s very touchy, compliments, love letters - but secretly she’d love it. also would loveee a possessive partner (but not jealous, that would frustrate her), so someone who touches her in public (handholding, standing close, holding her arm), gives her lil pecks, is vocal about how ellie’s their girl, etc. she’d like someone who doesn’t care what people say about / think of them.

i think she’d like to imagine a future family with her partner, like kids and stuff, but she’d not too focused on it cuz obviously she’s a lesbian in an apocalypse. she’d have qualms about bringing children into the apocalyptic world, but she’d love to fantasise about having a family and having little babies running around. might even be a tender spot to her, how bad she wants kids in the future but feels she can’t cuz of circumstances. would defo adopt tho, like if she finds an orphan or something lmao. she’d be a rlly good mom (ignoring the fact that she left jj… there were extenuating circumstances…). would love sharing her interests with her kiddies, teaching them and showing them things. she’d be strict sometimes, mainly when it comes to her kids safety, but overall she’d totally be the ‘fun mom’. she’d love raising little peeps with her partner. if that were to ever happen tho, it’d be way into her 30s, cuz she’d be focused on being independent and living her life in her 20s.

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birthday ramble -

there are some different opinions on when her birthday is because it’s never actually mentioned. some ppl say the end of spring/start of summer (gemini), some ppl say end of summer (august/virgo).

for me personally i’m gonna assume it’s around july, bcuz i think gemini suits her but also, IF IM REMEMBERING CORRECTLY (probably not cuz im a pisces mercury), ellie was 13 in the scene with riley, and three weeks later when she meets joel she’s 14. and im pretty sure it was the start of summer, not the end of summer, cuz it takes them like 9 months to get to salt lake city, and when they do it’s the start of spring, and ellie isn’t 15 yet. (so they leave around may/june when ellie is already 14, get to slc around march time, ellie is still 14) also in the flashback to her 15th it looks like summer and they’re wearing summer clothes. and it’s kinda clear from their conversations that it’s only been a few months since they arrived in jackson. (left slc in march and got back to jackson end of march/april, ellie’s birthday would be around two months later.)

but i could be misinformed, either way, these r the placements i think she has due to her appearance, socialising, emotions, trauma, drive, intelligence, communication, relationships, etc, so it doesn’t rllyyyy matter when her bday is.

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sorry about changing tenses and unorganised rambles. i’m dyslekic and also just spew astrology shit out quick fire. formatting is horrible, again, i’m a pisces mercury, pls don’t expect sense, organised structure, or un-convoluted sentences from me. (apart from in my fics. no, actually i still ramble in those.)

okay, will probs do a Vi version soon if i feel so inclined. cuz she might be my fave character evaaa. jinx version would be fun too. and perhaps a joel version… if i can be bothered to focus on a man for more than 5minutes (i dooo love his character too tho.)