#scared to put this in any main tag tbh

[paracosmic-murdock]

days of the new avengers* lives

episode seven: pets

you and yelena watch french movies that aren't dubbed, so you ask valentina for a french tutor to learn. alexei buys pets for the team. bucky training bob goes wrong.

careful who you assemble

pairing: new avengers* x fem!new avenger!reader

tags/warnings: new avengerz assemble, found family kinda, bullying john (maybe affectionately), mockumentary, sapphic reader, eventually mel gold x reader, using y/n as little as i can, this one has some feelz there around and lots of platonic bucky x reader that could be misunderstood (and was by certain someones), reader and bucky get caught in the void!!, tony stark mentioned, reader's position on civil war revealed, past wanda x reader (romantic + unrequited) mentioned, mentions of wanda's death, russian as sokovian, reader likes dogs, more to be added bc i'm going with the flow tbh

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✰ days of the new avengers' lives masterlist

✰ mila's anthology (main masterlist)

Yelena and you had started a new tradition: movie night.

Your newest idea was to watch French movies. Thus far, you have seen Les Misérables, Persepolis, and Benedetta. Your difficulty to understand it well enough was stealing the magic from it, so you considered something.

Something that would require blackmailing and dedication.

As nobody else ever joined you —in all honesty, you wouldn’t want it any other way— you could put your plan in practice without much trouble. That way, you could also watch sad movies, cry in French, and not worry about John's mocking looks.

Because John is kind of an asshole and he finds your emotions funny.

“Can you imagine if John was there when we watched La La Land?” Yelena laughed.

“I think he would’ve cried, too,” you replied. “Unless he and Olivia are doing well.”

“Wait, they're talking like that?”

You looked at her, amused. “Are they talking like that? You bet things have been happening in John F. Walker's routine.”

“Things?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Things indeed,” You gave her a knowing look.

“Wait, what does she even know about my routines? I only go pick up my son!”

“Which son?” Ava asked with a smirk. “Your second-born in the making?”

“Shut up, Starr,”

“If it's a girl, call her Ava. If it's a boy, Bucky.”

“Beep off.”

Yelena and you grinned at each other as you worked on your conversation exercise to introduce yourselves. The greetings, deciding whether to be formal or informal when talking, wondering how it would be to make up new names were probably the most fun you've had in months.

The French lesson lasted two hours, and Thérèse, your teacher, even left you homework for the next class. You two were getting ready to do it when the elevator rang to announce Alexei's arrival from a mystery shopping session.

“Team!” he yelled, almost distressed, catching your attention immediately. “I brought gifts!”

“Dad, you scared the beep out of me!” she complained and stood up, looking at the ungodly amount of pets he was carrying. “What's all that?!”

“I brought pets!” Alexei exclaimed, putting the tanks and cages on the floor. “You take the yezh.”

He encouraged you to walk towards it and pointed at the hedgehog in its cage. “What?”

“This is Josh,” he said. You looked at the camera in awe. “I named her Josh because it sounds like yezh. But it's female.”

“Yezh is hedgehog in Russian,” Yelena explained.

“I know that,” you replied. “I meant what the beep.”

“Dad, why did you bring animals here?”

“For you to learn responsibility,” he said.

“I already have Sweet Cheeks and I'm very responsible, mind you.”

“And I basically co-parent Sweet Cheeks and Alpine,” You shrugged. “I- I can't-”

He smiled and put his hand on your shoulder. “You will be an excellent hedge mother. Where are the others?”

Soon enough, Bucky, Bob, Ava, and John were in the common room.

“I don't think this is a good idea, you know?” Bucky mentioned.

“Bob will have the lizard,” Alexei instructed, pointing at the very small leopard gecko in its tank. Bob approached it on the table and started looking at it carefully. “And Ava will have the fish.”

Ava made a disgusted face at the half a dozen of cardinal tetras, but accepted her unfortunate fate.

“John, the hamster will be yours,”

“Beep no, Alexei!”

He frowned. “Do you prefer the dog?”

“We will be returning those, Alexei,” Bucky said. “We can't have so many animals here. There's enough work with Yelena's guinea pig and Alpine when we go on missions.”

“No problem, we'll have them for a week only unless you decide to adopt them,” He grinned. “And I keep the dog. The pet person said this gets along with cats.”

Ava frowned. “I'm sorry, how did you manage to get that dog? I'm pretty sure that's a ridiculously expensive Charles Spaniel here.”

“I got a credit card from Valentina.”

“Uh, can you take care of a dog, Dad?” 

“We'll find out,”

You shook your head. “No, we won't. I take the dog. John takes Josh. You take the hamster.”

“What are you doing? Why are we entertaining this beep?” John questioned.

“I'll name them Maple,” You smiled and took the puppy in your hands. “Is it a girl or a boy?”

“Female.”

“C’mere, my baby,” you whispered to the puppy and then left her on your lap. “I think I'm keeping her, though.”

Bucky shook his head. “We're not keeping any of them.”

“Beep off, Bucky. I literally fought for Alpine to stay,” you reminded him. “And, calm down, you won't have to be Maple's uncle.”

He rolled his eyes.

“The gecko's name is gonna be Syrup,” Bob commented with a smile. “Like maple syrup.”

Your face lit up. “That's so cute! You are Maple's favorite uncle.”

Bucky huffed and stood up, leaving the common room.

“It's okay, baby, Uncle Bucky is just super grumpy. He'll get over it. Let's find Alpine before he takes her to his room!”

“See? The pets were an amazing idea.”

John, Ava, and Yelena groaned in annoyance.

“That beep hedgehog is nocturnal.”

Ava snorted, smiling amusedly at the camera. “Sorry for that, Walker.”

“At least we aren't She-Hades and her dog. She's the one who'll have it hard.”

“Totally,” she agreed. “And I'm not particularly planning on taking care of those fish. If we go on a mission, the only person willing to take care of them is most likely to be on said mission with me or in charge of her own torment. Or worse, of all the pets: Maple, Syrup, Alpine, Sweet Cheeks… I can't add to the reason she goes insane, that's what John is here for.”

“We can never have a civil conversation, can we?”

“If you want one of those, you're looking at the wrong place to have one.”

“Yeah, I should know better at this point,” John rolled his eyes. “Anyway, let's go now. Alexei wakes up at ten.”

“Me and John are going to return our pets,” Ava announced, pointing at the tank and cage John was carrying. “Don't you snitch on us, Chad.”

Bucky, John, and Alexei believed that your lack of presence in the training room meant they could work with Bob themselves.

Since the mission had been very smooth and Bob had been great, they thought he was ready for ruthless fighting techniques. To teach him moves so he could later apply his brute force into them. To improve.

However, they were failing miserably.

“I beep told you that it would be too much!” John yelled at Bucky. “How many soldiers have you trained, huh? Huh?!”

Bucky groaned in annoyance. “Oh, and how many did you train?”

“Like, dozens!”

“Were any of them enhanced, Walker?!”

“What difference does it even make?! We're not training Sentry right now, this is Bob! You want him to turn into Sentry suddenly and use enough strength to kill us in one punch? No, right? Then stop pushing too much!”

“You are acting like he's Hulk.” Alexei said.

“Actually, emotion does trigger transformation,” Bob noted. “Y/N and I found out the bad way.”

“The bad way?” John frowned.

“Yeah, you don't wanna know,” he replied, trying to look unphased.

“What? You punch her?” Alexei asked.

Bob shook his head. “I wish it was something like that,” and he sighed. All three looked at him in acknowledgement and wondered how you had the guts to leave the training room without giving away the fact that you spent hours in the Void only to help Bob, as if it was nothing. 

But Bucky knew. He knew why you did it: because you cared. Because you had been where Bob was: taking that ‘chance’ to be part of something bigger, maybe to help in a way that mattered, not in control, having something anyone would call a gift being closer to Hell on Earth, on the wrong side before earning a choice, redeeming yourself as if you could make up for everything you've done one day. And, if you could do something to help ease Bob and support him in his journey, you would. You would go to lengths beyond you if you knew it would help him. Bucky knows that too well because you've done the same for him.

The connection you and Bucky share goes way beyond the people and spaces that link you. It goes beyond Steve and beyond Wakanda. It is there in key moments: being HYDRA's favorite toys to break, you leaving everything behind so you could be there for him despite not knowing him—not really at least, realizing that the only thing keeping you from solitude and insanity was having each other, facing the loss of the people you loved the most together, crossing the line of morality to protect each other… the things you have done for him and he for you, the things you are still willing to do without hesitation; that is what connects you.

“You guys don't have to do any of this, you know? Just because I felt like training today doesn't mean I had to.”

So, maybe it was the Bucky that loves you and wishes to protect you above all, or maybe the Bucky that was jealous at the thought of his best friend going through all that trouble for someone else. Like, is he not the special one anymore? 

He doesn't know which option was more embarrassing for him.

“Yeah, I honestly think we have to be heavily trained first,” John noted. “But I'll talk to Y/N.”

“I'll help,” Bucky said. “We can do this, Bob.”

“Are you sure? I know you knew what I meant when I said I hurt her worse than physically. I don't want to do that to you.”

Bucky raised the corner of his lips in a kind, small smile. “You won't hurt me, Bob. I'm not scared of you, I trust you.”

Chad congratulated them for the meaningful shot and left.

“He totally shouldn't have trusted me,” Bob said with embarrassment. He looked anywhere else to avoid the camera, eyes landing on Syrup.

He sighed.

“I guess I should learn to be in control.”

“Shit, fucking shit,” you murmured to yourself, running into the training room and closing the door behind you in hopes for Bob's relapse not being bad enough to spread much further to the point it could exist or be seen outside the room. “Fuck…”

You threw your bag anywhere and ran into the shadows, getting ready to spend the possible worst couple hours of your month there.

Once you were inside, you appeared in your room. The one you got used to by now.

And you knew the drill: ignoring your family's bodies, turning the man crouched and about to find you under the bed to stone before he saw you—before he took you, getting under the bed and in front of a smaller yourself, wiping your ten-year-old version's tears, and kissing your own forehead. “Vse budet khorosho, detka.”

Telling yourself that ‘everything will be alright, little one’.

It hurt, but not enough to harm all that much.

When you opened your eyes again, you were in your old room at the Avengers Compound. This one? It was new, and you already hated seeing Tony that last time and sensing the disappointment in his voice he tried to hide as he said goodbye.

“I heard it's too hot in Wakanda,” He shook his head. “And that there's not much to do.”

An eighteen year-old you grinned. “Actually, I think there's a lot for me there, you know? Like… too much happens in this fuckass city. A little peace will do no harm. And you can call me, you know? I can always come visit if I'm welcome.”

“Are you one call away?” Tony asked, a bittersweet smile on his lips.

“As long as nobody throws my ass in jail,” You saw yourself shrug. “I'm sorry for… leaving. I feel like staying out of it was choosing the side of indifference, but I never wanted to be against anyone. I was never sure what was the right thing, I don't think I'll ever be, I just know I never wanted to hurt my family. That includes you and Steve too.”

“And Wanda.”

You pressed your lips tightly. “She got dragged into another war. When she was gaining as much normalcy as an Avenger can get, Lagos happened. This happened. I don't blame her, even if you do.”

“But it hurts,” Tony pointed out the thing you knew too well.

“She got away,” you murmured. “I thought we had had enough war for a hundred lifetimes, that we could just leave and start over. She thought otherwise, so… now she's gone and overthinking it is of no use.”

“I'm sorry about this. I shouldn't have let this happen, let it come this far.”

You sighed. “We are all at fault, Tony. I'm sorry about it, too. I'm sorry for leaving.”

“But you're still a kid. You don't have to be sorry for choosing yourself for once.”

That was the problem. You weren't choosing yourself—you were choosing Bucky.

You were choosing the man who killed his parents over him and he knew it better than he would've wanted to. He knew why. He knew you saw in Bucky the darkness left by the light HYDRA stole from both of you. He knew you enough to catch it from the moment you backed off and decided to leave them to fend for themselves instead of signing the Sokovia Accords or choosing teams.

Tony felt your betrayal, you knew he did. And he saw that silent awareness in your eyes as you let him live in your lie. He knew how it killed you to leave it all behind, so he chose someone other than himself for once and just went with it to spare you.

And, if he knew that would be the last time you saw each other, he would have hugged you before closing that door without looking back. You, however, knew that it was probably the last time, but didn't have the guts to stop him.

You just cried without realizing it before blinking and appearing in Westview that day, when Wanda's hex was finally lifted and she chose to leave instead of picking you. She rejected your love like you knew she would, because you meant little compared to the grief Vision left behind. That day haunted you because you could have done more. You could have insisted she stays instead of blaming her for leaving you. You could have offered comfort instead of telling her she would lose the one person who loved her through everything, that not even Vision knew her like you did, that nobody would love her like you always have, that she was making a mistake. You could have had some dignity and respect instead of making her feel guilty for trying to find her own path. If you hadn't been so hard on her, you know she would have stayed.

Because she loved you, too; maybe not like that anymore. But she loved you. And your words were what pushed her to the edge that one day, what caused the detrimental solitude that drove her mad.

And now she is gone, and you have made peace with it despite who you turned into the moment she walked away from you, but you could never forget her or the mark she left on you.

So you turned around and, when you did, you saw Bucky breaking down. You saw him look at himself as the Winter Soldier, telling Steve he was his mission, hitting him as if he were a punching bag in a rage room, hearing his best friend say he would never hurt him back because he was with him ‘til the end of the line, whatever that meant. So you ran to Bucky like you have learnt to do by force of habit.

“Buck, Bucky, look at me,” You got in front of him, interrupting his view. “I'm here. I'm right here. I'm…”

Suddenly, the void perished. Bucky was still on his knees, crying in silence, a vacant stare you hadn't seen in a while.

You didn't look away, you didn't care for it.

“Bucky,” you whispered, meeting his eyes. “It's over. You are here, you are safe, you are safe with me.”

His breathing was ragged, soon turning into desperate gasps for air. You only held him, driving his head to your chest so he could mimick your breathing and his ear could catch your heartbeat.

Steady, alive, there.

You hushed him and caressed his hair. Gently, softly, careful, with a fondness that grounds him, especially when he has felt it for long enough to remember he is too privileged.

Just then, he held you tightly as if you could slip away any second. As if the moment he let go of you, you would go somewhere more important. As if he was just lucky that you stumbled onto him first.

But it wasn't like that, because Bob was at ease already. Mel, appearing like God himself had summoned her, was standing beside him and staring at the whole thing.

And when you looked up and noticed it, you caught no one other than Chad there filming the scene of you and Bucky.

“Chad,” you called him. He cut immediately and showed you a thumbs up, like congratulating you for the show. “Listen to me very carefully because I will not repeat myself: if you don't delete that video right this fucking second, I will kill you. I am not saying this just to say it, I am not joking, and this is not a warning. This is a threat, and you might as well report this to HR or even the police, because I am dead serious.”

“Delete it, Chad,” Mel ordered. “The views or whatever you want, they're not important. This is.”

Once Chad had shown her that he did indeed delete the footage of you calming Bucky down, Bob escorted him out of the training room.

But Mel stayed for some reason she ignored and witnessed first hand how deep your connection with Bucky was. She realized that you couldn't live without each other, and that whatever she was feeling and whatever you might feel too, if anything at all, would never be anywhere as great.

“I'll be heading out,” she informed, taking a step back.

“Mel,” you called her and, against her better judgment, she stayed. “Thank you.”

Mel didn't know for sure what she was expecting, but it certainly wasn't you thanking her. Maybe the delusional in herself wanted you to tell her that it wasn't what it looked like, asking if she could wait for you and talk. But it wasn't that, which only meant that you saw her as her actions, not as her.

All she ever wanted was for anybody to see her. The Mel she is outside of Val's assistant, the Mel she might be.

She thought you didn't.

But you certainly did, just not right this moment where the only person who had never left you, who had always accepted you, needed you the most.

Mel also valued that. Seeing you being so caring made her like you even more, made her wish so bad she could get that version of you for herself.

But does she have to be a broken thing to get your attention? Or would just Mel be interesting enough?

[unforth]

Alright not to like liveblog my breakdown on main but yesterday was a really bad day after a really bad, like, 4 months, and I've hit a bit of a breaking point and one of the only things in my life that can give is running @mdzsartreblogs , @tgcfartreblogs , @svsssartreblogs , @erhaartreblogs , @tykartreblogs , and @cnovelartreblogs , so that is what has to give. It's been a 99-out-of-100 days thankless job. A small number of people do say thank you and yall I appreciate you so much (HUGE shout-out to the artist I met at Flamecon who gifted me a zine when I said I ran these blogs, @bonesblubs you rock) but I have never done an act of fandom labor simultaneously this labor intensive yet this invisible before and, uh. It sucks. I spend an hour or more a day on this every day, if it's under 2k hours since I started the first of these in September 2020 I'd be shocked. And I do it because I love it but doing it means I don't have time or energy to do other things I love. And I really don't want to just quit, but I can't keep this up.

In a last-ditch effort to try not to just give up, I'm making the following changes:

1. Only watching one tag per fandom for the MXTX fandoms. I am going to check *only* #tgcf, #svsss, and #mdzs. Artwork posted to any other tag, I will not see unless a mutual reblogs it.

2. Reduced tagging (even more). I'm only going to tag characters and maybe overarching au type (eg, "modern au," "fantasy au"). I'll no longer tag creatures. I will continue to tag the same common trigger warnings I already tag.

3. If a work's appearance doesn't make it obvious what it is AND the tags aren't clear, I'm not going to reblog. I can't keep spending 5 minutes or more trying to figure out what I'm even looking at, scared that if I guess wrong the artist will get mad at me for mistagging their work. If I do reblog, I'll tag only the artist name and/or whatever else I can identify for sure.

4. I am no longer going to follow #link click. The fandom is just too big. I've started dreading checking it. If I was more into it and less busy I would make another spin off just for it but neither of those is true. (The art is so good, I hate to do this, but. If you love link click, highly recommend the main tag, lots of great stuff there.)

5. I will no longer tag any non-cnovel content in the art/post. Like, if someone draws, idek, Xie Lian and Marinette from Ladybug, I'm not gonna put any tags for Marinette, just for Xie Lian.

6. Basically if I run into something hard to tag or confusing or unclear, my new policy is I'm not gonna fricken bother.

I think those are everything but idefk, I cried for 3 hours last night and got 4 hours of sleep so I'm mostly fueled by exhaustion and desperation right now and my memory is even more fried than usual.

How artists can help. This is obviously all optional. You do you. But since some people might want to know what would make my life easier, I'm sharing. I'm not claiming I feel entitled to dictate how people fandom or anything like that.

1. Put the tags for the character(s) and ship(s) early in the tag list.

2. If you make art for a fandom that isn't one of the big ones (right now the only big danmei fandoms on tumblr as far as I can tell are the MXTX fandoms and maybe 2ha) I am begging you to use my tracked tag #cnovelartreblogs

3. Do mdzs art? Tag #mdzs. Do tgcf art? Tag #tgcf. Do svsss art? Tag #svsss.

4. Not only artists, but everyone, *please* stop tagging fandoms not discussed and/or depicted in your post. It's gotten to be stupid common for people to blanket the danmei fandom tags with posts only about one fandon (like, svsss-only works also being tagged mdzs and tgcf and 2ha for some damn reason). This isn't about just my sideblogs tbh this is just fandom etiquette that seems to have been forgotten or never learned by many. Tagging unrelated fandoms isn't "reach," it's annoying. People go into the #mdzs tag to see mdzs, not whatever not-mdzs stuff people have decided to tag for ~reach~, and seeing the same post in 8 tags, none of which it's related to, is so damn irritating, and makes scrolling the tags looking for content that IS relevant take that much longer. Knock it off.

Okay. I think that's as much as I'm prepared to meltdown where everyone can see. Thanks in advance everyone for your understanding, and apologies to everyone about to see this 8 times as I reblog it to each sideblog.

At least I'm not tagging it to everywhere. 🤣🤣🤣

[tsoberi]

2: Living with weird Casper

Pairing: Scara & Reader

Summary: hcs + drabbles on what it's like to live w your roommate as a ghost

Tags: crack, a sprinkle of fluff, cussing, ghost!reader

Scara & ghost!reader mlist

You like messing with the lights :D making it flicker during the night (especially when he has to go to the bathroom) to try and scare him a little like the previous tenants

When you realize flickering the lights don't do much, you try scaring him in the bathroom (you just stand in a corner and hope it works👍).

It kinda worked the first two times but when you tried to scare him for a third time while he was showering, he just stares at you, hides his junk awkwardly and asks (not really) "do you mind... 😕"

so you just shuffle into the wall, the disappointment in your face isn't visible but the silence in the air speaks for you

something something scara putting his pencil down to get something but once he looks back at where it was last seen, its gone

You think he doesn't see the way your eyes look from left to right slowly while you hold onto the pencil behind your back.

He blinks at you, waiting to see if you'd return it but he decides to search for an extra pencil instead. Just when he picks a new one up, you put the pencil back right where he left it.

He sighs.

Ever since you started pulling out the plug to his computer whenever he's working on something, he just saves all his progress whenever he sees your hand slowly moving towards the plug. Its muscle memory atp 👍

Trying to scare him by writing something on just about any surface but you don't know what to write or what to use to write

He comes home after buying some groceries one day, he kicks off his shoes and spots something written in red on the mirror. Inspecting it closely, he reads the message you left for him "I can see you and you know what you did."

Huh. Girl what? He doesn't really care about it, its just another one of your ominous messages that you write every week or so. It's getting old really, its been happening for almost a month. He just grabs a tissue to start wiping it off but he pauses mid way when he recognizes that shade of red. He looks at the message closely. He takes one sniff. He swipes his thumb against the red substance and licks it off. How did he not notice this sooner? "Is this where my ketchup is going?!"

You've grown to like his company bit by bit so you do him small favors like finding lost items for him, nudging things he can't reach closer to him, keeping the power in the apartment up during a power outage.

You're not always a weird piece of shit [smile], you help him without even meaning to sometimes 👍

You set the mood by making the air colder as you hid under his bed. You listen to him snore softly as you get to strike in..

Three...

Two..

One!

You grab his hand with your cold one while hes sleeping...

But he ends up pulling it closer to his chest instead of pulling away.

You just stare at him for a bit, hoping that he wakes up and realizes that this is suppose to be kind of alarming🧍🧍but when you think of why he's doing this, you realize the air conditioning in his room is broken.

So now you're his backup AC whenever the main one is busted 💪

A/n: hskahjs ghost reader brainrot... might write this au w a diff characters some time..

You're kind of his weird cat tbh. 🤷‍♀️

Whenever I use something like [smile] btw I'm talking about the tiktok emojis 🙏

[transmascgarfield]

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yotsuba&! ✮ hunter x hunter ✮ garfield ✮ arcane ✮ project edens garden ✮ danganronpa main 3 games ✮ vocaloid ✮ bandori ✮ cookie run ✮ don't hug me im scared ✮ your turn to die ✮ sanrio ✮ moshi monsters

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[femboyclownpierce]

a song-by-song explanation/analysis of my roscumber playlist, your options are violence or hope. this is definitely the first time i've made this post mhm yep no accidents have ever occured

“Rhiannon” - Fleetwood Mac no one can resist her girlfailure allure. so many people come to her and are instantly like “damn girl you’ve got ISSUES. can i help?” meanwhile she struggles to decide who is worth putting her full trust in, teetering back and forth on trusting or not trusting all the people who come to her.

She rings like a bell through the night And wouldn't you love to love her? She rules her life like a bird in flight And who will be her lover? All your life you've never seen Woman taken by the wind Would you stay if she promised you heaven?

“Empty Page” - The Crane Wives ros often feels inferior to her peers, especially in the kingdom. she doesnt see her contributions as worthwhile, and compares herself frequently to sneeg and clown, considering herself weak.

I’m just a ten cent copy Of people far more advanced than me Every thought that I’ve ever had Could be ripped from a magazine

I am an empty page A muddled shade of paint I am a light that’s burning out

“From Eden” - Hozier a lot of people look at ros and see something broken. they see someone who is naïve to a fault and overly trusting and stands for nothing. they look at her as a tool to achieve their own goals, either by trying to project their beliefs onto her or by manipulating how easily she trusts.

Babe There's something wretched about this Something so precious about this Where to begin? Babe There's something broken about this But I might be hoping about this Oh, what a sin To the strand a picnic plan for you and me A rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree

“Mad Dog” - The Crane Wives i put this very well in a set of tags before so i’ll just copy-paste that right here:

#I FEEL LIKE IM GOING INSANE DOES ANYONE UNDERSTAND ME #WHEN YOU FEEL CRUSHED UNDER THE WORLD YOU'VE BEEN FORCED INTO. WHEN YOU DONT WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE BUT YOU HAVE TO. #WHEN YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ANYMORE. HWNE YOU JUST KEEP DOING THINGS HOPING IT'LL MAKE YOU HAPPY IT'LL MAKE YOU SATISFIED BUT NOTHING #WORKS

Brace yourself You're gonna drag that rock around the rest of your life You're dancing on the edge of a knife Hoping someone else will decide I've been takin' on water We both know the ship is gonna sink But I keep reaching for the shore Never seems to get any closer

“Caught in the Middle” - Paramore the part of this song that i actually have this for is the bridge, which i think speaks for itself tbh.

No, I don't need no help I can sabotage me by myself I don't need no one else I can sabotage me by myself I don't need no help I can sabotage me by myself I don't need no one else I can sabotage me by myself

“There’s A Honey” - Pale Waves where to fucking START on this one. okay. ros questions all her relationships so much. i specifically had aimros in mind with this song, with how the two were constantly having the same arguments that did nothing but hurt each other in the process, but this can easily be applied to how she approaches her relationships with clown and sneeg. she doesn’t know if they care for her the same way she cares for them, and she’s scared she overburdens them.

I know my heart is killing you, killing you I can't help it 'cause I'm feeling you, feeling you Oh, honey, please don't say you're gonna leave me Honey, please don't say you're gonna leave me

I would give you my body But am I sure that you want me Am I sure that you want me?

“prom dress” - mxmtoon i have a specific vision in my head of ros at the ball, sobbing on the castle’s main stairs in her beautiful gown because everything has gone to shit. ros also is often worried she’s overemotional, and struggles with reaching out to people for the help that she needs.

I hold so many small regrets And what-ifs down inside my head Some confidence, it couldn't hurt me My demeanor is often misread

“Misery Meat” - Sodikken ros please stop literally offering to die for people. please girl stop letting everyone else cannibalize your good will. she so often puts other people’s wellbeing above her own which is frequently to her own detriment and distress.

And the more that I am in pain, the more that you'll gain And to me, that seems like a pretty fair trade You bite, my nervous system ignites The tormenting spite, sacrifices must be made

One thing that you'd never hear me say Is that I'm tired of living Funny thing that statement change today Good thing that I'm forgiving

“Figure 8” - Paramore ros has a very flimsy, sometimes nonexistant sense of self, and has a tendency to not think through her actions too deeply. she just goes along for the ride of whatever someone else suggests.

All for your sake Became the very thing that I hate I lost my way Spinning in an endless figure eight

I won't miss the feeling My flimsy spine, unsuspicious mind I was only being kind But you mistook me for weak

“Holy Water” - Zippermouth this song makes me think of ros and pili’s “final” confrontation, when he killed her twice while begging her to fight to back/stand up for herself. ros, in that moment, knew exactly what she wanted, and it was to deny pili the satisfaction of a fight.

I don't want you to save me from the demons only you seem to see But don't you dare take my pride away and strip me of my sanity

“Ollie” - The Brobecks this is specifically an owen situation song to me. owen doesnt exactly tease ros like the song, but nonetheless he gets under her skin and seems determined to make her snap.

Ollie, ollie, oxen free Come on out where I can see you Just because you don't like me It doesn't mean I walk like a fool

“Kiss With A Fist” - Florence + The Machine aimros fight, when they killed each other.

My black eye casts no shadow Your red eye sees no blame Your slaps don't stick Your kicks don't hit So we remain the same

“The Garden”- The Crane Wives

LOSA. listen listen listen hear me out hear me the fuck out. when ros gets herself into a situation that she cant dig herself out of, when all her solutions fail, she has sneeg and clown ready to drop everything and help her. when pili killed her twice, clown was there to hunt him down and kill him for her. when she left the kingdom, sneeg and clown were there to help her sort thru her thoughts about owen and do what they could to make it right. they are her solid backbone, allies that will stay with her no matter what she does.

My stone My shield, my steady hand Hold your light To the darkness in my head

Lay me down Pour the dirt into our bed Tell the crows They can have their pound of flesh

Get on your knees and Dig up the garden Won't you throw down that spade and Dig up the garden, darling? Get your hands dirty and Rip up the garden Won't you cut down that apple tree for me?

“We Will Commit Wolf Murder” - of Montreal

this song can apply to literally any of ros’s conflicts. any of them. it is such an all-encompassing song for ros’s interpersonal issues. from being terrorized by pili, to everything that went on with aimsey, to owen, to her doubts in the kingdom, this covers it all. girl with 1000 problems. ofc the only person they believe in is clown bcuz i will be a rospierce endgamer until the day i die :3

I want to get all fucked up and tell you how I really feel ‘Cause your vibrant blackness coco augury is so unreal When I die I want you to die too Not trying to stay in this or any dimension without you Spit on this planet without you I envy you because you can believe in things like I never could

Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even (to get even) Lately you're the only human I believe in (I believe in) I suffered pompous death to find her kingdom razed (find her kingdom razed) Cherub corpses in the vapor Martyrs wrapped in butcher paper

[cuppajoel]

big (personal) thoughts about that episode of tlou from someone that hasn’t watched it

Being on tumblr for the past few days has been like when you need to get something from the basement and all the lights are off and you feel like something is gonna jump out at you.

So I haven’t watched the episode.

I’ve been simultaneously avoiding and spoiling it for myself. How? I’ve put filters on tumblr but then revealing the posts so I can see it.

There’s so many reasons why I haven’t watched the episode and so many reasons why I am drip feeding spoilers to myself via tumblr/instagram/ tiktok.

First, the extremely violent and brutal nature of Joel’s death. I’ve seen the gifs, tiktok edits and it is absolutely brutal. In a way I feel like I’m trying to desensitise myself to it (spoiler: it’s not working) but I don’t think it’s possible given its brutality.

I understand that the source material allowed/ permitted/ encouraged the episode to be violent but I don’t believe it needed to be that graphic given the fact it was a remake with real, human actors?

Also, if you’re gonna reblog gifs of brutal violence please do use the appropriate tags.

The second reason why I’m simultaneously avoiding and spoiling the episode for myself is because I am in a state of active grief from losing my own dad last year.

I’m scared to see Ellie try and save her dad but they cant reach each other.

I’m scared to see Abby in a state of grief that shapes her into a vindictive murder.

I’m scared that a part of me might sympathise with Abby because she is grieving too.

To conclude, idk if I’m gonna watch episode two or any of the rest of the season. From the stills I’ve seen of the next episode, I don’t think it’s for me. Not because Pedro isn’t the main focus but because I’m protecting my peace.

I want to speak into the universe (this fandom) that if you’re also in this boat of avoiding tlou your place in this fandom is still valid. speaking to myself here too tbh

here is a post about the racism/ neocolonialism within tlou which I think everyone should read.

[fat-packer]

Weirdest thing happened the other day. So instagram has their TikTok knockoff called Reels right. And you can save them to reference later, and there’s also an option to save them to “collections” which is basically different folders. And you can also share these collections with other people.

So me and my abusive ex had some collections that we shared with each other, one was called “movement” which is was like physio exercises and stretches and stuff. And you don’t need to open up your messages to see the shared collections, they go to your saved reels section like any other. And also I’ve been operating under the assumption that I’ve been blocked on instagram. So I’ve still been using the movement collection via where all my other reel collections are.

But I didn’t want to add anything new to it, I’m honestly pretty content with the amount of exercise I’m doing and anything fitness-related that I want to save is just gonna be recipe ideas for the most part. But I saw a reel of one guy’s circuit and I thought it looked cool, so I saved it to the movement collection.

What a way to find out I wasn’t blocked. At some point later I opened up my instagram messages and I saw his name at the top. I thought it must’ve been a glitch at first because I had blocked another person earlier that morning for unrelated reasons. But I opened it just to check and I realized that saving that reel to the shared collection sent him a message about it.

Tbh I panicked. I got really scared of how he might retaliate against me for doing that. But I still believe I’m owed an apology so I didn’t block him. I just “restricted” him. But then the weird thing is that once I did that, our entire chat just disappeared. Like our entire history of instagram DMs is gone. Nearly 2 years of it. I don’t really know how that happened.

I went through an instagram chat recovery process which means requesting a record of your data and downloading it. Which puts me a little bit at ease because of how much gaslighting he did during my relationship, I really wanted to have that record. There are a bunch of folders to look through and so far I’ve seen pictures and voice notes, but not the written messages yet. They’re probably in there somewhere.

Honestly what’s more concerning to me is that I have no idea how long I’ve been unblocked and what he did that for. Because he’s already making new Grindr accounts to view my profile, knowing full well I can’t look at his back because I never pay for premium on anything. Someone came into my work when I wasn’t there and asked if I was working that day. My coworker told me about it and told me their name, and I don’t recognize the name. I have no idea who this supposed “friend” who walked into the place I work at and asked for me is. I’m bad with names but I asked a few of my friends if we know anyone named that and they all said no. I’m being watched and I have no idea to what extent. No apologies, no trying to reach out and make things better. Just watching me.

Tumblr was one social media where we didn’t follow each other. Tbh I felt like it was healthy to have at least one social media where we weren’t connected. He could probably guess what my main blog is based off of other social media accounts I have and the usernames I have with those. But this is an entirely new blog with a name I made up on the spot. I haven’t shared it with anyone I know, my first followers just found me through tags or if I reblogged something from them. There’s no reason for him to know to find me here.

I’m thinking of writing a long google doc just describing the timeline of our relationship and how things went downhill. Mostly to clear my head but I also feel like I need something to share with anyone who might confront me on speaking out because I know for a fact he’s denying his abusiveness and lying about me in all sorts of ways.

[digital-sigil]

ive been failing miserably at promoting my pkmn irl rp discord server on my actual pkmn irl blogs so. ykw? fuck it. im posting this shit on main.

dont be scared! 80% of the server isn't even active at all! the rules are lax because its small rn and i cannot be assed to be strict ever. yes its pokemon focused but you can do whatever tbh. crossover? self insert? as long as you acknowledge that pokemon exist you can do whatever the fuck you want! join the trainer connection hole today!

im putting the rules below the cut incase you wanna take a look before you pop in

General rules

No transphobia, homophobia, racism, etc. Fantasy racism is to be limited.

Respect others' boundaries.

Respect the blacklist. Tag your stuff.

Be respectful towards others. In-character issues stay in-character.

When posting other people's art, always credit the artist.

Pluralkit is NOT to be used for RP. Use Tupperbox.

You can say fag, dyke, tranny, etc. IN LIGHTHEARTED CONTEXT ONLY! No racial slurs.

RP rules

Above rules apply.

You can somewhat imply and mention things, but cannot have on-screen sex.

Do not hijack RPs or characters.

Any text rp style is welcome, just make sure it can be easily distinguished when you're narrating vs when a character is speaking.

Keep in mind Pokemon battle mechanics if battling is brought up.

Canon characters and duplicate canon characters are welcome, just make sure people can tell the dupes apart, and if you want to make a dupe, make sure the person who already has the character is okay with it.

OCs are welcome.

Fallers from other medias are welcome.

OCs that are fallers are welcome.

This is a Pokemon centered RP. Don't stray too far, but have fun with it.

People will have different canons and headcanons. Take this into account and don't force others to adhere to yours.

No godmodding. Don't have characters immediately state what's going on just because you know OOC.

Putting a bio for your character in ⁠character-info is not required, but encouraged.

[scattered-shadows]

As seen on my FF.net

Following the events of fifth year, a new adventure awaits for Norah Lee. Boys, exams, school events, common room parties, and old foes outside of Hogwarts. Even battling pensieve guardians was easier than this.

Main Pair: OC/? Genre: Adventure/Angst/Fluff (it's a little of everything, tbh)

KEEP IN MIND: Characters are aged up (even if the story's got them in sixth year) to make it more appropriate. Time period is leaning towards the modern day so in case you might find anachronisms in the dialogue or references, this is why. This may also be quite a lengthy fic too.

BE WARNED: Social anxiety, mentions of blood and injury, grief, drinking, kissing but nothing more than that, death (this is Hogwarts Legacy, after all)

P.P.S: Sorry in advance for any mischaracterization and other mistakes. Tag list is open if you would like to follow this story on here. Reblogs are much appreciated.

Masterlist

Chapter 3

"6th years, you've now managed to make it to NEWT levels," Professor Sharp addressed them all that afternoon. "Well done, I must stress that everyone pay attention, and assume that you've all done adequately the previous year to be able to take this subject. All of the potions I will discuss from here on out, you will be required to make and know like the backs of your wands."

Norah was reading along to Professor Sharp's description of the first potion they were to make this year: Veritaserum, which made the drinker tell the truth. Along with the confused hums coming from everyone else, Sharp explained that it was because today, in particular, was the start of the new moon. The ingredients seemed simple enough as she rummaged through her own stock of ingredients.

"There won't be any need to drink these potions, however, lest you look forward to a visit to the hospital wing or even St. Mungo's, so for your safety and everyone else's, avoid doing so. The grade for this will depend on what it looks like after 28 days."

She chuckled, looking over her own kit of ingredients when Professor Sharp signaled for them to begin. Carefully measuring each ingredient, she took her time in brewing the liquid.

"Psst! Norah!"

She looked over her shoulder, seeing Samantha Dale, the Ravenclaw she helped return a crest into her troll-infested family tomb. "Hello Samantha," Norah nodded. "I see you're taking NEWT Potions too."

Samantha was grinning. "Anyone ask you to the Yule Ball yet?" She said, keeping her voice low.

Norah shook her head. "No,no one's asked me yet. It's still quite a long way away, isn't it?"

"Yes, and no," The Ravenclaw replied. "But people are now wondering who might be the lucky guy who takes the Hogwarts heroine to the ball, you know."

Norah looked back at her own cauldron, quickly stirring the mixture until it reached the desired color. Sebastian, who was sharing a table with Norah as well as Amit, glanced at Samantha when she said it. "I'm not expecting anyone to ask me, let's put it at that. I might've scared them away knowing what happened last year," She mumbled, crushing two sopophorous beans with her blade. "What about you, has anyone asked you yet?" She turned it around.

"Oh no, but he will ask me soon, I know it," Samantha was confident. "He might just be waiting for the right time. I'll see him in the common room."

Sebastian and Norah tried to stifle their surprise when Samantha glanced at Amit, who was absorbed in getting his potion right. Or at least gave the impression that he was focused, as the blush in his cheeks became evident.

Norah bit her lip to keep herself from giggling. It was cute. "This is what hanging around Norah feels like, I'm getting more than I bargained for," He mumbled, the blush on his cheeks becoming even more visible.

"Amit is blushing," Ominis quipped as he carefully added his own ingredients in.

"You don't know that," Amit tried to shoot a look at the blonde Slytherin.

"I don't have to see you to know, and I know."

"You're lucky we're not doing amortentia," Sebastian quipped, making the two of them snort, Norah nearly spilling some of her ready made potion as she poured the liquid into a vial. "You'll be in trouble then."

They stiffened up when Professor Sharp approached their table. "I hope all the snickering is that you're all done with brewing your own veritaserums," He said, giving the side-eye to Sebastian and Norah, who presented him with her vial. "Well done, Miss Lee. You've managed to stay focused."

They sighed in relief when Sharp walked away. "So," Norah decided to change the subject. "Are we looking for our first table tonight?"

That made Amit look up in delight. "Yes! But..." His shoulders suddenly sunk.

"But?" Sebastian asked.

"But the nearest ones after the tables we found here in Hogwarts are in the Forbidden Forest," Amit frowned. "I hate to think of what we might encounter in that forest at night."

"You say that like you didn't fight goblin loyalists with me in that mine, Amit," Norah raised a brow. "You're a lot braver than you give yourself credit for. And besides, you're not looking for those tables on your own. If anything happens, we can handle ourselves."

Even though it wasn't directed at him, Sebastian felt assured by her words. It was true after all. The previous year tested her relationship with each of them like no other, and certainly proved that they were going to be lifelong friends. Amit also seemed assured, yet still wary about heading into another adventure with Norah after the mine incident.

"Not every goblin is bad. I've come across quite a few of those goblins last year, helped them with missing art carts and mooncalves. They love life and beasts just as much as we do," Norah remembered those moments fondly, smiling to herself as she cleared out her cauldron by pouring the remaining contents of her potion into one other vial to have in handy. If only Ranrok spared his own brother, they would've met again for a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks by now, celebrating thwarting Ranrok's plan, she thought.

That made Amit mutter something that they were sure was him wanting to improve on his Gobbledegook. "Well, Lodgok was one of the nice ones," The Ravenclaw glanced at her.

The mention of Lodgok made Norah think about something she thought of doing now that she was back. Once class was dismissed, Norah cleared out her cauldron and left the room, focused on what she was thinking. It took her a week or so to finally learn how to apparate, with some help from Professor Weasley and practice from Poppy and Natty. In a flash, she was at a mausoleum at the Hogsmeade graveyard.

Professor Fig's grave was next to his late wife's, and next to his late wife's was the grave of the goblin Lodgok. Norah had gotten some flowers nearby, carefully placing some on each grave stone. She immediately wiped the tears that quietly fell down her cheeks as she stood back up. Each time she wiped her cheeks, more tears came out, as if her grief had only caught up to her now, the sadness finally sinking in.

"I'm pretty sure the three of them would've been proud of you, for finally putting an end to Ranrok and for discovering what they worked for."

Norah didn't want to look over at the Three Broomsticks barkeep herself, Sirona Ryan, standing a few paces behind her. Her eyes were likely so puffy already. Sirona knew the goings on in Hogsmeade and was perhaps one of the most-liked shopkeepers in all of the village.

"You think so?" Norah sniffled and wiped her face with the tea towel Sirona handed her.

"At least I know Lodgok would and Professor Fig too."

With a wave of her wand, Norah made sure to clean the tea towel she used before handing it back to Sirona. "I hope so."

Sirona patted her shoulder. "You're in need of butterbeer, dear. Come, we'll raise a pint to them," She offered. "And if it's any further consolation, several people would want to be there for you right now."

When they entered the Three Broomsticks, Norah was met with the faces of her friends, all of whom seemed relieved. Yet, even with their concern, they each had pints of butterbeer in their hands. Much like her, they were already dressed quite casually, with Amit being especially excited. "We figured you'd be back there again," Sebastian got up from the stool and approached her.

"What do you mean?" Norah raised a brow at him.

"Whenever you suddenly leave without saying anything, we know it's you going back to the mausoleum to visit Professor Fig and his wife, and Lodgok," Sebastian pointed out, handing her a pint of the drink Sirona just poured out.

"This has apparently been a habit of yours, hmm?" Sirona said with a knowing smile. "I've been hearing Timothy Teasdale call you all sorts of nicknames. At first I thought you were just hanging about again, possibly shopping for more fertilizer from him. Apparently, he's seen you go into the graveyard and the mausoleum twice, three times a month."

"The Troll-Slayer," Natty chimed in.

"The Absconder Assassin," as did Poppy.

"The Hogwarts Heroine," same went for Amit.

"The Mongrel Murderer," Ominis piped up with a grin.

"The Dugbog Dropper," Sebastian added.

"The Bane of the Poachers' Existence" Natty said again, making them laugh.

"I must ask who calls me those last three names," Norah's brows furrowed at the absurdity of the names. Yet, it did bring some levity to how she was feeling. All of them laughed.

"Well then, shall we raise a glass?" Natty steered the topic back, raising her own pint of butterbeer. "To Lodgok, to Professor Fig, and to his wife, Miriam," she said. "But also, to Norah."

"To Norah!" The rest of them cheered as they clinked their drinks before taking a sip.

Norah sipped the warm drink, already feeling a lot better. Yet, the last moments of her and Professor Fig kept playing in her mind. The last moments of her and Lodgok in that mine. She made her choice, and she hoped she could stand by it until she couldn't. It was becoming more clear that it would be insulting to their memories if she continued with the choice she made at the caverns. Norah could only hope it wasn't too late.

If only she could access the caverns again. But how would she do it? Only the keepers seemed to know how to do it. Now, she would practically be considered one herself.

"Norah?" Sebastian's voice suddenly snapped her out of her thoughts. "You okay?"

She glanced at their expectant faces. "Hmm? Sorry, I was thinking about heading to our first astronomy table outside Hogwarts," She tried to explain.

The rest of them exchanged looks. "You were staring so intently at your butterbeer," Natty pointed out. "We've all agreed, Amit, we're going to the tables in the Forbidden Forest."

"In that case, I'd like to remind all of you to be careful. There are still people and creatures there that don't take kindly to witches and wizards. Even ones that did some good," Sirona eyed each of them.

After another round of butterbeer, they sought to walk back, but not before they stopped by 's for extra stocks on certain potions. After Norah told them what to arm themselves with, they sought to do just that. While they each had an idea of what she had been up to whenever they weren't with her, Norah filled the blank spaces of the stories they knew. At least most of the blank spaces.

Unsurprisingly, Amit offered to write those escapades in a book.

"I will say it was a good idea to have this incredibly miniscule satchel," Amit was referring to what looked like clutch purses on each of them. The purses were enchanted to hold anything and everything no matter the size. "I love being a wizard. If we were muggles, we'd be bringing a lot."

"Yeah, I was wondering how many Chinese chomping cabbages I could fit in here," Poppy looked inside hers.

When they finally stopped in front of the entrance of the forest, they exchanged looks. "So the search begins," Sebastian said, while Norah cast lumos with her wand to lead the way. "The first table should be nearby."

"I'm not too keen on climbing up those rocks," Ominis frowned.

"You'll be fine. We'll lift you up if we need to," Natty assured him.

The six of them walked down the dark path, with Norah's and Sebastian's wands the only ones illuminated so as not to draw too much attention to themselves. They didn't have much time until they had to return for curfew. They trekked up the small hill, with Norah standing by Ominis in case his wand didn't pick up the land they were treading on.

"Can you hear that? I hear a low humming, it's coming from that stream over there," Ominis said, his head tilting toward the direction he heard it from.

"Just a dugbog, Ominis, it's alright," Norah assured him. "It's not going to get us from up here. Amit, you might as well get on with it."

"Gladly," the Ravenclaw clambered up to where the table was and set up his telescope. "Wow!"

The rest of them set up a little blanket to sit down on, with Norah bringing in a few sandwiches and snacks from the kitchens for them to eat while they waited for Amit to finish stargazing. From all of them, only Amit took NEWT-level Astronomy.

"So, my mother is excited for the Yule Ball," Natty glanced at the girls. "She wants to take me shopping for a nice dress. Do you two have something to wear?"

Poppy hummed. "Not yet, but my gran was excited when I told her."

Norah shook her head. "I guess I'll figure it out, won't I? Maybe look through what I have. It's all in the room."

"Did anyone ask you yet?" Natty looked especially excited upon asking. "I know two boys who have been arguing in our common room to see who gets to ask you first."

"Please tell me they're doing that as a joke," Norah said.

The Gryffindor girl laughed. "Norah, lighten up. Amit's not the only one among us who's getting a date to the ball. What about the two of you?" She turned to Sebastian and Ominis.

"Well we'll see, won't we?" Sebastian quipped, taking a big bite into the sandwich he had.

"Adelaide Oakes and Nellie Oggspire are waiting," Norah teased, remembering the fleeting comments the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor girls made when they talked to her. The two Slytherin boys shrugged it off. Natty and Poppy laughed.

Norah smiled to herself as she ate the rest of her sandwich, glancing at Amit, who was frantically trying to fill out his star chart - a new one after filling up his other chart. No doubt that Sebastian and Ominis would have girls fawning over them by now. She was also sure that Natty and Poppy each had admirers of their own.

Her mind drifted back to what she planned on doing in the map chamber. It needed to be a priority, at least for her. A chance to make things right. She wouldn't have time to think about boys and who might be interested in her and who she might be interested in, not that there were many. But a glance at Sebastian and Ominis seemed to make a convincing argument that yes, she did have time.

"So, Norah, between Garreth or Leander, who would you want to ask you to the Yule Ball?" Natty pressed, almost making the Slytherin girl spit out her sandwich, cheeks tinged pink.

"Why did I know it was the two of them?" She muttered, wiping her mouth with a napkin. Natty and Poppy laughed, while Sebastian let out a snort. "I don't know. They seem like nice boys, though."

"If I recall correctly, Weasley made you go to Honeydukes for him and you bested Prewett in Summoner's Court and in Crossed Wands," Sebastian pointed out. "And Prewett still thinks of asking you to the Yule Ball?"

"And what about it?" Natty raised a brow at him. "Leander's a nice boy, he's just a sore loser at times."

Norah smiled. "Maybe I'd consider it. He showed me around the greenhouses too during my first Herbology class."

"You would consider going with Prewett or Weasley?" Ominis suddenly asked.

"It's not like-" Norah wanted to say something, but she bit her lip. "Never mind. I don't think what happened to me in those caverns made me any prettier or something. I wouldn't be surprised if I scared boys away."

"We're still here, aren't we?" Sebastian said. "Even Amit."

"No one would be surprised if the two of you were friends with me one bit, though," Norah side-eyed him, and he nodded knowingly. "Besides, you like to live your life on the edge," She teased. "Not sure about Ominis."

"My last name already gives off danger," the blonde boy retorted.

"That is true too," The three girls nodded.

Amit cleared his throat. "Alright, I'm unfortunately done. The sky is so beautiful tonight," He sighed, helping himself to the last remaining sandwich. "The stars are out there, as clear as ever."

"It's quiet too..." Norah muttered, looking up. "If I could just stop time for a moment, just not think about what lies ahead of me, that would be really nice..."

She felt her eyes suddenly feel a little prickly, tears threatening to come out. Not now, she thought. No one must see her like this, she kept thinking to herself. "We should probably go back to the castle now, before the prefects go on their rounds again and we'll get caught," Ominis suddenly suggested, making her glance at his direction. They knew this was to remind Sebastian not to get himself in detention so early in the year.

"The next table we can find is further into the forest, Amit," Poppy reminded the Ravenclaw male.

"It's okay, I'm not completely terrified now that I'm certain we all go there together," He said, with renewed confidence as they gathered their things and one by one, made their way down.

[swoopswrites]

hehe tagged by @diamondmeadow so here have some info abt me

🍓 How did you get into writing fanfiction?

uhhh need for comfort + desire to be an author in my old age so I started practicing by writing the silly little stories i wanted to read when i needed a pick me up

🍇How many fandoms have you written in?

two? i think?

🍈 How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

i started at 17....? and i'm 21 now so uhhh you do the maths xx

🍎 Do you read or write more fanfiction?

read more for sure !!!! whenever i undergo a big life change or experience something stressful (which has been relentless this past year between moving countries twice and dealing w some insanely traumatising stuff) I hope on ao3 for some comfort

🍌 What is one way you've improved as a writer?

plot?? like i feel like i can actually tell a story with a proper 'beginning, middle and end' now, and write developed characters outside of the main pairing

🍑 Do you have any bad habits as a writer?

the minute i hit a hard scene i give up lol

🍍 What's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

crime of varying types (scared i'm on some sort of list at this point tbh)

🍉What's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work?

all of them!!! but for sure once that are either 'i had a bad day and this made me feel better' bc AWWW??? and also ones that engage with the story!! seeing people's theories and reactions is so lovely

🍐What's the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

uhhh idk england and identity issues? i guess? crops up a lot in my work (write what you know huh)

🥭What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

probs anything that isn't a muggle au like i feel safest just writing a silly little story and putting my silly little characters into it. the minute i attempt magic and canon compliance i go awry

🍏What is the easiest type?

the ones i want to write!!! like writing just what i want instead of worrying about what people might want to read

🍑Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

my little desk, wherever that may be

🍋What is something you've been too nervous/ intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

probably something with a proper plot and magic? like an auror crime solving au or something like that

🍇What made you choose your username?

its a variation of a nickname given me at school

open tag! i wanna hear all abt u

[citrus-blade]

20 questions for Writers thing

I got tagged by the wonderful @mistythedritten! thank you!

How many works do you have on Ao3?

Sixteen! I added like 7 due to the Citrus Dreamnoblade Week lol

2. What is your word count?

250.818! honestly more than I thught lol

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Dream SMP! :] (I used to write for Good Omens on another account a bit ago but have abandoned this lol)

4. What are your top 5 fics? (stats)

I'll go by Kudos! :] Infinitesimal, Home, Treasure, Hiraeth - Part 1 and Chains! :]

5. Do you always respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to! Sometimes when I don't know what to comment and it would just be a 'thank you', that i already wrote 3 times to a different person I won't. usually I try to always bring something unique to a comment to show how much I appreciate them!

However, when someone comments on a fanfiction that has long been finished I usually don't reply cause I'm not sure if that would be seen as weird or not. I'm really insecure when it comes to replying comments cause I don't wanna be annoying

6. Angstiest ending for a fic?

Oof... i think it's Home (but it's more on the bittersweet one) or Time. But if you put them next to each other it's deffo Time. Hubert is also kinda angsty but the story is kinda fast paced that it doesn't feel angsty lol

7. First Fic with a Happy Ending?

Golden! My first ever DNB fic and therefore also the first one with a happy ending! :]

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Yeah! That's why I have to agree to comments for them to be public on my fanfictions! It's always anon and usually just people calling me names and slurs, trying to tell me what a horrible person I am lol

Can't really take this serious tbh

9. Do you write smut?

Yes! I really enjoy reading smut and also like writing it! I'm not good in it and I'm always frustrating a bit but I still enjoy it!

10. Do you write crossovers?

Ehhh, not really? But also yes...? I wrote a pokemon crossover, but I don't think that doesn't really count cause it's more an AU and none of the main characters of the anime/games appear except for Team Rocket. I think. I don't remember which villains I took, there are a lot.

I usually don't write crossovers because I'm unsure how good I can represent the other show. I'd love to write a Star Wars one or a Hogwarts one, but I am NOT into those movies and am too scared to write something that doesn't make sense. So usually I try to take apsects of those universes and try to turn it into my own kinda thing.

For example my Dragon Rider-AU that I am working on was supposed to be a Hogwarts AU with magic, but it kinda turned into it's own thing with focus on Dragons but still with magic! :D

11. Ever had a fic stolen?

Don't think so? If anyone ever sees any of my fanfictions somewhere that's not AO3 please tell me! But as far as I'm aware none was stolen! :]

12. Ever had a fic translated?

Yes! I think Infinitesimal was started to translate in two languages, but I'm not sure if that's still happening. I know some chapters were uploaded? And apparently someone wanted to translate Apocylapse into russian!

13. Ever co-written?

Nope! Don't really know how that works tbh lol

14. Favorite ship?

Dreamnoblade and DNF!

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but probably never will?

OOF. I have sworn to myself to always finish what I start to write so not sure. Some ideas probably will never happen, but usually when I start writing something I will finish it sooner or later, specially when I started posting it somewhere

16. Writing strenghts?

No clue, I don't know if I have a specific strength. Sometimes I like something I write and then I read it and hate it lol

17. Writing weaknesses?

FIGHT SCENES MY ABSOLUTE ENEMY!!!

18. Thoughts on dialog in another language in a fic?

I write in english but think about including german sometimes lol When Attack on titan can do it in their openings I can do it in my fanfiction! Usually I like it as long as the translation is given atp in the fanfiction! :D

19. First fandom you have written for?

OOF. Eeeehm. I think Good Omens. I orphaned all my stuff there though lol

20. Favorite fic you have written?

Infinitesimal and Home :] (I also like that pokemon one lol)

And that's it! That was fun! :]

I'm too insecure to tag someone so whoever wanna do this, do it! :]

[venacaava]

tagged by @slimeybee !!

putting the divider cause shit is long

what’s the origin of your blog title? i already made a post like this one but it’s literally just the song “ready to blow” by kmfdm because i love kmfdm and i love industrial music

OTP(s) + shipname: if i actually started making a list of all my ships this post would be three hours long

favorite color? take a guess… + black and white even if they technically don’t count but LET ME LIVE

favorite game? tie between silent hill 2 and devil may cry 5

song stuck in your head?

weirdest habit/trait? i cant stay completely still except when i really have to so i always fidget with something. most of the time its my hair, my fingers or my vertical labret piercing (LMAO). when i get nervous it’s even WORSE. + sometimes when i get too nervous or overwhelmed or whatever i bite down on my fingers and/or my hand + im obsessed with certain numbers and i have to do things or list things down in 3 or 5 (like. 3 fav movies or 3 things about me etc) or else i’ll feel weirded out and my brain will act weird (3 is my lucky number!!)

hobbies: writing, cosplay, art (i guess), sometimes gaming + other stuff that idk if you can count as a hobby. and being insufferable on the internet ofc

if you work, what’s your profession? currently searching for a job! shit’s been a little hard lately

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be? something that involves cinema or theatre in some way… maybe acting, but that might only stay in my dreams

something you’re good at: i’m a pretty good listener… i guess. i don’t really know what to say to this one

something you’re bad at: anything involving maths and having to do calculations. + remembering stuff. i have big memory issues.

something you love: fashion and being able to express myself however i want, music, my close friends, my boyfriend and my cat :3

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: any of my big main interests tbh. which are like. music, fashion and cinema

something you hate: stupid people, every one that did me wrong in my life, the fact that we’re in such a horrible situation politic wise and that we are pretty much fucked and many other stupid things cause im a hater at heart

something you collect: physical media (cds/dvds), action figures, trinkets, dolls (only some), merch of my fav bands

something you forget: EVERYTHINGGGG.

what’s your love language? on the giving side, i’m more of a gift giving and quality time person. and also showing stuff that reminds me of the people i love to them. on the receiving side, i’d say all of them maybe

fav movie/fav show: i can’t pick just one so i’m gonna list like three for each one.

movies: the nightmare before christmas, perfect blue and nowhere (1997)

shows: midnight mass, arcane and (if animes count) death note

fav food: brownies…….. but if were talking about actual food then i’d say anything with chicken in it

fav animal: cats, seals and bats :3

what were you like as a child? more extrovert than how i am now, certified yapper and i wasn’t scared to be as weird as i wanted to be. didn’t have many friends as you can guess except the ones who were as weird as me

favorite subject at school? english

least favorite subject? maths and (most of) history

what’s your best character trait? i’m a very empathic person

what’s your worst character trait? unresolved anger issues, can be jealous sometimes, tend to isolate myself when i’m upset

if you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be? be in a better mental state

if you could travel in time, who would you like to meet? Wayne Static from Static-X, singer of my favorite band ever and one of my biggest inspirations. I would tell him how much his music means to me and how much it helped during the years.

tag as as many mutuals as you want!

@peachfuzz-nygma @riverphoenixsgothwife @primalsldge or anyone else that wants to do it, no obligation ofc!

[greyedian]

maybe this is a hot take™ so I'm too scared to put it into any of the tags, but I just read Camille's lore and tbh I think she should've been the main villain in season 2 of arcane

[elaichoi]

the v v v first time i saw ur acct was when u had the yeonjun prive alliance layout ^3^ those reincarnation aus made me saur emo T^T

i luv that for u agghh<3 not that there's anything wrong w it,but i find it most satisfying when ppl get into kpop from kpop-genre songs rather than western-sounding kpop songs lol my first kpop artists were b2st (highlight) and t-ara hehe

mhm yea mayybbe! i know 100% why i don't post them and its cos i used to be consistent w posting on both kpop & personal socmed accts but mental health happens and i kinda stopped bc numbers make me want 2 cry lmfao

except im slightly less mentally ill since that time now and yk i actually genuinely do rlly want to start all my socmed accts up again but im putting it off bc im a bit of a perfectionist and so im lazy to be doing all dat... all of nothin :D don't call the orderly i'm fine ^_^ /lh

2019-21? ah probably not then i'm pretty sure i was in and out of the school roster (pls tell me if i am oversharing/trauma dumping/crossing any boundaries bc i genuinely do not know i no longer have any social skills T_T /gen /srs)

hm i'm not sure tbh i only followed the one 😭😭 i haven't been on wattpad in a long ass time and i remember i tried seeing what wattpad was like nowadays and was v disappointed w the ads and paid stuff (i think i don't remember). booooo 👎👎

omg wait that's so cool aaaaah!!! i changed my user a lot so i honestly could not tell u bc i have goldfish memory ;__; i do remember i had a user like taempons(_) i think it had an underscore idk don't remember but i changed it (kinda wish i saved it ngl) and oh one i do remember was peachyjihoons (my wannaone phase lmao) but yeah im pretty sure my most recent user was some based on some tumblr shit like svnshine or something idfk 💀💀

u are already a talented writer save some for the rest of us 👺 /j if u could also draw u would be too powerful 👁️👄👁️

omg THAT WAS MY FIRST LAYOUT TOO!! this account isn't that old tbh i still haven't gotten the feel of writing smuts as of yet that's why i havent been much active on it BUT WAIT REINCARNATION AU?!? from my main???

DUDE I LOVE B2ST!!!! and t-ara!!!!!!!! i really got into kpop slowly because i fell for kdrama at first (found replay in one of the kdrama edit lmao) so like my music journey has been very, very kpop ish. i think the global influence in most of kpop songs started to become mroe prominent during 2018?

bro i get you like the fear of starting the stuff you love because you feel like you won't be able to give it all and starting it and feeling it like you're gonna disappoint yourself. i hadn't started anything since like 2017 until recently because i was scared i was gonna stumble, or it won't be good ( well mostly that) or i won't be able to finish that. me and my bff still has this one project we started around like 2018 lmao we both still haven't finished it or picked it up bc we developed the idea sm and got so close to it that we fear writing it now.

not OVERSHARINH I WANNA KNOW!!! NO but like FR wattpad went through the biggest glow down IVE EVer seen like. it's legit LEGIT inhabitable. like at first you take away the newsfeed?!? like how am i gonna pine over other accounts now?!? and then everything became paid and shit like wtf is that?!

omg i wonder if I ever saw you on my explore page or tags bro fr this is so interesting my ig handle has always been one tbh it's @celestialsoo ( my intense love affair with kyungsoo era) like since the dawn of the day.

YOU LIE!!!!! i wish i could fr draw tho i want to draw my muses :///

[scrambled-eggsed]

We've only seen Raine's character for two episodes but many people are already drawing their present-day self as younger with softer features and more slender than they are, which are all well known stereotypes of non-binary people. But I don't think y'all are ready for that conversation

[crazychaoticizzy]

Cast of Characters

A Phantom of the Opera AU…

AOT Masterlist

Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Opera Singer!Reader, whose father died when she was young and was promised to get sent an angel of music.

Opera Singer!Reader, who received lessons from a mysterious voice and went from chorus girl to main star in one day.

Opera Singer!Reader, who sings like an angel and captivates those around her with her voice.

Opera Singer!Reader, who always rolled her eyes and scoffed when any rumors surrounding the ghost that haunted the opera house were passed around, knowing full well it was nothing more than a fairy tale.

Phantom!Eren, a musical genius who’s works are the only ones performed in the opera house.

Phantom!Eren, who is the voice that taught Opera Singer!Reader and the angel of music that took her under his wing when her father died.

Phantom!Eren, who quickly developed an obsession with his pupil, and pulled strings to get her a starring role in his operas.

Viscount!Jean, who sponsors the famous opera house and knew Opera Singer!Reader as a child.

Viscount!Jean, who fell for Opera Singer!Reader upon seeing her debut performance.

Viscount!Jean, who vowed to protect her from the voices in her head and her own nightmares

Ballerina!Mikasa, who is Opera Singer!Reader’s best friend.

Ballerina!Mikasa, who had grown an odd interest in the phantom the opera the janitor spoke about.

Ballerina!Mikasa, who, despite being obsessed in knowing more about the phantom, knows it’s nothing more than a child’s scary story.

Ballet Instructor!Hange, who’s parents forced them to become a ballerina when they were little.

Ballet Instructor!Hange, who had met Phantom!Eren when he was still a young boy in the circus.

Ballet Instructor!Hange, who felt a kind of pity for the small child and protected him in the basement of the opera house.

Ballet Instructor!Hange, who set this whole thing in motion when they introduced Opera Singer!Reader to the man in the mirror…

Janitor!Levi, who’s worked in the opera house the longest and knows all the secret passages and everyone’s story.

Janitor!Levi, who knows about Phantom!Eren but decides he’s nothing to be concerned with.

Janitor!Levi, who shares dark rumors about the opera ghost to scare the young ballerinas and singers.

Managers!Erwin and Armin, who bought the opera house when their junk business suddenly skyrocketed.

Manager!Erwin, who took Armin under his wing when his grandfather shared his interest in money management.

Manager!Armin, whose logic and intelligence are always underestimated because of his age.

Managers!Erwin and Armin, who gradually begin believing in the opera ghost when strange things continue to happen.

Stars!Historia and Ymir, who played the main roles in all the opera house’s productions before Opera Singer!Reader came along.

Stars!Historia and Ymir, who became the first famous lesbian couple in the country.

HONORABLE MENTIONS

Reiner and Bertholdt who’s roles I couldn’t figure out in this au so now they’re part of the stage crew and occasionally play background props like trees

this is an au I thought up a while ago and now I’m finally posting about it

y’all I’m gonna put so much work into this please don’t let it flop 😭 reblog and comment to let me know how you feel about it please 🙏🏼

and also: DON’T BE SCARED TO LEAVE REQUESTS FOR THIS. cause tbh I have some ideas but I wanna be more interactive with y’all and want to know your guys’ thoughts on this

and let me know if you wanna be tagged anytime I write for this!

thank you and love y’all

-Izzy <3

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