#she rlly understands his reasons but that still hurts :(

[ednaeflowers]

she loves him very much, still does—but she's always going to have a sliiiiight grudge against big brother for leaving. the time when he left home is the time when she's felt genuinely the most hurt, even more when she ( + s.orey ) have to kill him, because while she already knew he would have to be killed, she never knew he would leave home.

[ivyasproperty]

You take my breath away.

wanda.m x fem!reader, wanda.m x vision, natasha.r x reader ( platonic, brief )

summary — you can't help with the way you feel, it's like you're being pulled towards her. but all you can do is watch from afar as she falls into his arms and your lungs can't help but grow with roses.

warning(s) — vision ( yes he is a warning. ), hanahaki disease, angst to fluff, i think that's it..

word count : 2.1k

A/N : this is my first fic! let me know if you have any suggestions or advice cuz i think i'd rlly need it >< enjoy!!! xoxo

men / minors dni!

You watched in silence as Wanda was once again swept away in his arms. She was once again cancelling movie night on you to go on a date with Vision. You'd expected this, her leaving you by yourself as she has the time of her life with the love of her life. As much as you wanted to hate her, you couldn't. Your heart longed for her.

As you watched Wanda get ready for her date with Vision, you couldn't help but feel breathless, but you didn't care, since you already knew the reason why. But maybe it was because of how stunning she looked tonight, her red satin dress reached her ankles, paired with black heels that elevated her look. She looked like she'd just got back from the met gala or something. You couldn't stay for long though, as your throat started to itch and you started getting the urge to cough.

You couldn't ignore it forever. The roses in your lungs were growing like vines climbing up an old tree. The petals red, just like her favorite color. It was quite ironic, you thought. The rose petals always reminded you of her whenever you coughed them up. The vibrant red of the them would always bring a smile of sadness on your face. You loved and hated it, you loved it because it reminded you of her, but hated it because you knew she didn't love you back.

You and Wanda had met before she even joined the avengers. You were a Hydra experiment, just like her. Whenever they would want to hurt her, drag her or maybe do even unspeakable things to her, you'd always be by her side to defend her, receiving the gruesome acts instead. After all the beating up, Wanda would always come out of the corner she scurried off to after yo defended her, checking up on your wounds, both physical and mental wounds. After making sure you weren't injured to the fact you'd bleed out, she'd pinky-promise you that'd she get you guys out of there. You always felt a fluttering feeling in your stomach whenever your pinky finger connected with hers, but you never thought much of it at the time since being locked in since you were a child, you never really knew what the feeling of love was.

After the Ultron incident and being accepted as avengers, Natasha Romanoff took you under her wing, training you and taking care of you whenever you felt like shit after Wanda dumped you to be with Vision. You couldn't understand why you were so upset at that, so you confided to Natasha about your feelings, she had told you with a pitying smile that you were in love, deeply in love in fact. You felt blood rush to your cheeks, you've never felt love, especially not when you were with Hydra, so this feeling was still new to you.

Back to the present, it was a few months after that conversation. You had already excused yourself to the bathroom multiple times to cough out the pedals. You bet that you would've been able to make an entire bouquet of flowers with the amount you had spit out. You felt light headed from all the blood you coughed up as well, and it showed because of your pale skin and dry lips. Wanda still hadn't realized though, too engrossed in picking out which necklace would bring out her jade-green eyes. 'The necklace on the right', you would've said, if not only for the roses climbing up your throat. You couldn't bear it anymore, running to the bathroom with teary eyes.

Wanda watched you bolt off with concern, her worried eyes watching you as you locked yourself in the bathroom once again. She sighed, not knowing what was wrong with you. She didn't want to read your mind, knowing it would be an invasion of your privacy, she'd pinky-promised you ( once again ) that she would never use her powers against you. She sighed once again, checking the time on her phone, realizing it was almost time for Vision to pick her up. She called out to you, telling you she was leaving, but received no reply. She frowned at that, no matter where you were in her apartment, be it the kitchen, the bathroom or her bedroom, you'd always reply to her. She left feeling a heaviness in her heart, not knowing why.

Once you heard the front door close, you started to cough more loudly, more violently. You held back when she was still in hearing-radius, and being the kind person you are, didn't want to worry her, so you kept your mouth shut. As you coughed up the pedals that were increasing by the day, you couldn't help but notice a new detail. Roots. Roots were starting to be coughed up. 'Not too long now', you thought. You've been preparing yourself for the worst already, knowing the end was unescapable. Hey, maybe when you do die, you could have a nice chat with your long-term friend, Lady Death. You'd had met Rio multiple times, on mission or when you were at Hydra. The near death experiences were no stranger to you.

Your coughs were loud enough to be heard from the kitchen, but you didn't care. Wanda wasn't here anyway, she was with Vision. Just thinking of him brought a different bitter taste to your mouth. You would always think to yourself, what does he have that you don't? Maybe it was that stupid stone in his head. But as long as Wanda was happy, you'd be satisfied. You continued to cough and spit out blood and roses, not knowing Wanda had come back inside the apartment after realizing she left her wallet behind.

As Wanda entered her apartment, she could hear the violent coughs you were letting out. She ran to the bathroom door, knocking violently, asking if you were okay. You wanted to reply to her, but you couldn't let out any noise besides the sounds of your coughing. You felt tears roll down your cheeks, not wanting Wanda to hear your suffering. If Wanda wasn't worried when she heard your violent coughing, she was worried now as she heard your not only coughing, but wheezing through the door now. She didn't know what happened to her but she felt a surge through her, and before you knew it, she had ripped the door down. Her gaze quickly laid on you, and the roses in the toilet bowl. She knew right away what it meant. You looked at her, bewildered at the fact she had just ripped her door down. You followed her gaze to the toilet bowl, now noticing another new detail. Or maybe details, plural tense would suit it better anyway since they were not only leaves but thorns too. It was a full and complete rose at this point.

Wanda got on her knees, not caring that her dress might've ripped from the impact. She shouted at you, telling you to tell her who did this to you. You looked at her with you tear stained cheeks and bloody lips, giving her a tight lipped smile which you'd showed her so many times. You heard another pair of footsteps not too long later, looking up just to see Vision. 'Oh, that's right, they were supposed to go on a date', you thought, you couldn't help but look at Wanda with a blank stare, the ringing in your ears too loud to hear what she was saying, or shouting, you couldn't tell. And before you knew it, all you could see was pitch black.

You woke up to the blinding lights of the medical room in the compound, you were used to it, being in here multiples times after missions has made you feel at peace in the quiet atmosphere. You could hear the faint beeping of the heart monitor, but you weren't focused on that, what you were focused on was the weight on your side.

You craned your neck down, surprised to see a sleeping Wanda by your side, you couldn't help the fluttering in your chest from coming back, but that feeling very quickly turned to confusion. Wasn't she supposed to be on a date with her dearly beloved toaster? ( i couldn't help it. ) You looked around the room, your eyes laying on the clock, ' 9.30 PM' it read. You looked back at Wanda, surprised to see her already awake and looking back at you. Her eyes quickly welled with tears, knowing she almost lost you to some disease caused by one sided love. She didn't know why but she felt like her world had almost crashed down on her when you passed out on the bathroom floor with petals and roots still in your mouth. She had never felt that upset before in her life, ever. Not even when she had to blow a whole through Visions head, which she didn't do after finding a way to stop Thanos without killing her love. But she felt on edge, she had never felt this upset before. Not with Vision, which was supposed to be her soulmate, but with you, her partner in crime, her defender, her best friend. Wanda didn't know why but she felt a sting when she said the last term. It was then that she realized, she was in love with you. Not with Vision, but with you, she always had, and always will she concluded.

"Who is it?" "What? What do you mean?", you replied. "The person you're in love with, whoever they are, they're a full for not loving you back. Because of them you have this diseas-", you tuned out her voice halfway through her sentence, sure watching her rambling on was cute as hell, but you were focused on her worried face, why was she worried? Sure you were her best friend, but there was a different look on her usual worried face, it was as if it was full of love.... 'No, it can't be', you thought. But your thoughts were cut off as yo were sent into another coughing fit. Wanda shut up immediately and assisted in your breathing with her powers, the itchiness and soreness of your throat fading away, but still lingering there.

"Why are you here?", you said. "What do you mean why am I here? You literally passed out on my bathroom floor!" "Yeah, all because of you!", you shouted. You looked at her with widen eyes after realizing what you had said, she had the exact same expression on her face. "M-me? What do you mean because of me?" You looked away, not wanting to face her. Wanda clearly didn't like that, and used her fingers to grip you chin to make you look at her. Her eyes screamed at you for an explanation. You sighed, guess it was time to finally let the cat out of the bag. "Fine, the reason I even have this godforsaken disease is because of you. Yes, you. Don't act as if you're so surprised, you should've known, but no! You were too busy spending your oh so precious time with some red fucking toaster. Do you not get it Wanda? I love yo-" You couldn't even register your surroundings as Wanda pulled you in for a kiss, the feeling of her soft pink lips colliding with yours was a feeling you never wanted to forget.

After parting lips, you looked at her in a daze. Wanda lightly giggled at that, your dazed look embedded into her mind. "W-what was that?! What about Vision!? Why are you even here anyway, you're supposed to be on a dat-" "Do you ever stop talking about him? I cancelled the date with Vision, I never loved him, I've always loved you." You looked at her, still trying to register her words, after doing so, you started to panic, just as you were about to say something, you felt your chest become lighter, the itchiness and soreness in your throat disappearing into thin air. The amount of fresh air caused you to cough again, not used to breathing in fresh air after such a long time.

The feeling of fresh air in your lungs caused to to look up after your coughing fit, looking at Wanda with shocked eyes. She looked at you with a smile that screamed just what you wanted it to scream, "I love you, I always have, I always will". You didn't hesitate to pull her in for another kiss, one that took both her and your breath away, but in a good way.

She was finally yours, your Wanda. And you were finally hers, her defender, her hero.

A/N : i had so much fun writing this!!! i hope you guys enjoyed this, but since this is my first fic there's for sure some errors, feel free to give any advice or suggestions!!!

[turtle-steverogers]

i rlly like ur posts abt how steves rough time with his dad as a little kid affects him later in life. i was wondering do u think the other avengers notice? and if they do what do you think they think/do about it?

also tbh i rlly like ur posts in general lol. i hope you have a good day!

I think the other Avengers notice after some time, considering most of them have similar experiences. I imagine it's sort of an unspoken thing, but it's almost... more notable on Steve, because he's so goddamn young and because when he wakes up from the ice, he's so goddamn stretched thin, that the reserves he usually has to shove all those old habits into a box are low. He's jumpy, the others notice. A raised voice-- especially male-- makes him flinch before he smooths out his face. Making requests is hard for him, and mistakes-- even small ones-- are met with scrambling apologies and frantic attempts to fix the problems.

No one says anything, because they know what it's like, and they don't want him to feel cornered. But there's a hard mission, and he and Natasha are alone in a motel room, and Steve is so clearly low. Kids had been involved. And Natasha had seen the way Steve had shut down to see the marks and bruises on the little boy and girl they'd gotten out of a trafficking situation, and she understood. Albeit for different reasons, but at the core, the pain was the same. They'd both just been kids when they were hurt. Young and lost and wondering what they'd done to deserve the grown ups around them squashing them down and making them feel no better than the dirt.

He doesn't say anything, so she doesn't either. But that night, she can't sleep, and neither can he, and when she hears him shift, roll over. Curl onto his side as the silent tears start, she can't stand it anymore.

Her bed creaks as she slides out, ignoring the rough crunch of the carpet as she pads over to Steve's bed and climbs in behind him.

She crawls onto the bed behind him, stretching out. "Can I hold you?" she whispers. Steve shrugs. He doesn't care. He doesn't understand why she would want to be the big spoon to his hulking frame, but if she wants to, he won't stop her. He's too tired to. He feels her wiggle close and slides an arm over his chest, hugging him flush against her. Her palm rests over his heart and she rubs, soothing.

It eases some of the weight. Some of the ache. He breathes, shaky. She kisses the back of his neck. It's quiet for a long time.

Natasha's voice is soft and private when she speaks. "It hurts, what they did to us, doesn't it?"

Steve freezes, listening. Natasha holds on. He doesn't move her.

"Why would anyone treat children that way? Hurt them that way?"

Steve clenched his jaw, resignation in his gut. "How could you tell?"

Natasha sighs. "I put it together, more or less."

Steve nods and doesn't say anything. It's quiet here, outside the city. The world dark and lacking that telltale bustle. Steve hates it.

"It's alright that you're hurting still," Natasha continues, and Steve wants to beg her to stop, but he's too curious, too desperate for someone to see him that he doesn't. "It's okay that you're still scared. You're safe, darling... you don't have to believe that yet."

He starts to tremble.

"Shh, baby, hey," she soothes and her voice is easy to stomach. Easy to understand. "Breathe for me."

He sucks in a deep breath.

"Did they hit you in the Red Room?" he asks.

"Sometimes," Natasha says. "It was calculated, though. Discipline."

Discipline. Steve doesn't think his father meant for his hits to be discipline. They were just... correction. To get him to shut up. Or maybe so he could get his anger out.

"Breathe," Natasha reminds again. Steve takes another measured breath. "You don't have to tell me anything. But you can. I won't get it all, but I might understand."

Steve considers that. "How old were you? When it started?"

"I don't remember," Natasha said. "Very young. Four, maybe? You?"

"I don't remember either," Steve whispers, and he's furious. Suddenly, he wants to set the world on fire. For the little girl who just wanted a chance to see the sunshine, and for the little boy who just wanted to play. "Maybe the same."

They fall back into silence. Steve can feel his teeth chattering. Natasha starts humming a song, simple and soothing under her breath. He knows he doesn't have to say anything else; she understands. He lets his eyes fall shut again.

[canthelpit0]

Skinny

Pairing: bf!Chris sturniolo x Reader

Wordcount: 700

Summary: you talk to your boyfriend about the internet (literally just the song skinny, by Billie Eilish)

Warnings: really short, angst(?), body image, the internet, hurt/comfort (?), direct quotes, idfk

(Litterally wrote this during a 1h car trip, so it’s rlly short. I was listening to the song while writing this. Hope you guys like it tho <3)

I recently met the triplets in LA. We quickly became friends, but I always felt drawn to Chris the most.

Sure they’re all considerably hot, but there was just something about Chris that made me feel something..

Turns out I wasn’t the only one that felt it, and soon enough Chris confessed to me. Wich meant a lot, considering he has commitment issues, but he was willing to commit… for me?

We dated for a while until I realized,

I fell in love for the first time.

I may only be 20, but those 20 years felt so eternally long. Chris was everything I’d been waiting for all my life, being the hopeless romantic.

I started to go to the gym more often, and eat healthier. Not for any other reason then, I was happy.

I also started to notice that Chris’ Pepsi habits got better, and he started to eat healthier as well.

We were talking one day, both of us sitting on opposite sides of Chris’ bed.

“People say I look happy, just because I got skinny.” I sigh.

The only reason why I look happier is because I have a working healthy relationship, because I’m in love. Not because my body changed.

Chris tilts his head to the side his eyes slightly furrowed as if asking me if I’m serious.

But the ‘old’ me was still me. Maybe even the real me, my actual personality when I’m on my own, And I think she is pretty.

I never really had body image issues. I never struggled with eating.

I got famous pretty young, like 17 or so. And back then I was a kid, of corse I liked to eat. I wasn’t even that big really. I was just a kid, I didn’t care about it too much.

I’m not magically happier than I was before. I still cry.

“People say I’m acting my age now.” I sigh. “Am I already on the way out, am I ‘falling off’?”

Chris tilts his head not saying anything just trying to process my words. As if my words are outlandish to him.

“I feel like a bird in a cage, you know. With all these expectations and rumors.” I sigh softly. All these things have been bugging me for a while.

“I’m sorry.” He looks at me with not pitty but understanding. “You were my secret,” when we started dating we hadn’t told the internet. “- and I didn’t get to keep it”

But like couples do we would go out on dates. With both of us being touchy people, PDA was big. But a random fan took a picture of us kissing and it spread like wildfire.

I sigh heavily at the memories. How betrayed I had felt by those so called fans looking into my business.

“The internet is hungry for the meanest kind of funny, and somebody’s gotta feed it.” I purse my lips closing my eyes briefly.

“I suppose that’s true” Chris breaths out his eyes locked on mine.

“People really think suddenly all my problems are gone and I’m all happy, not because I’m in a healthy and stable relationship but because i got skinny.” I huff working myself up, and getting angrier and angrier at something that seems like nothing.

“Do you still cry?” I ask rhetorically, my previous breathy and small voice now loud and clear. “I mean I do.” I reply to my own question.

I look at my boyfriend and the way he looks back at me with such understanding.

We look at each other in silence. “I love you. And I’ve loved you for so long. And that’s not going to change.”

Chris says firmly a small gentle smile forming on his lips. Chris opens his arms waiting for me to come to him.

I’m not upset per se, it’s just annoying seeing people comment on my body and happiness and whatnot. It’s none of their business.

I’m a content creator. I didn’t ask for them to criticize me.

I sit up shuffling over to Chris. I let myself fall into his embrace.

But in Chris’, the love of my life’s arms, like this, it doesn’t matter anyway.

Masterlist

A/N: hope you guys like this style of writing. If h goys want to be on the taglist comment. Asks & requests are open 💕

‼️please don’t copy my work/idea‼️

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[rowarn]

I’m so happy i found your blog ;___; your soft simon/konig are literally a breath of fresh air like the other anon said😍💕 you write them so well and so tender and caring, they’re literally dream men tbh😮‍💨💕 what are yiur thoughts on how they’d be w a reader whose inexperienced?? both when it comes to intimacy and love in general (im thinking of a feral and skittish cat 🐈‍⬛ who mistrusts every approach and touch and backs away 😭) i always read abiut these men when they’re w a reader who is very sure of her self/sexuality and confidently engages w them (and don’t get me wrong i love reading it regardless!) but what abour when reader has no clue how to act/what to do and is kinda ashamed about it bc she doesn’t want to let her partner down bc she still possesses the v card🥴

(im totally not projecting 😭🙊 btw it’s totally fine if you don’t want to answer this!! wouldn’t want to overwhelm or cross any limits!)

HI MY LOVE IM GLAD UR ENJOYING MY STUFF!!!

hmmm i think both simon and könig wouldn't actually rlly say anything about sex unless you brought it up.

simons very perceptive, he can tell that you're a little shy and skittish about anything too intimate so he keeps his touches pg and simply follows your lead. he lets you guide the pace and he won't bring up getting his dick wet unless you do first.

if he catches on that you may actually want to properly discuss it (even if u don't flat out say it, again he can tell if somethings on your mind <3) then he'll be SO patient and soft with you as he listens. if you're embarrassed or scared, he'll do his best to reassure you that he's not some bumbling idiot who doesn't know how to make it feel good. and he's also not the type to really care about the idea of virginity. doesn't matter to him; he'll guide you and teach you everything snd he'll be so careful and sweet with you, you don't need to worry. he's not great with words but he does his best to get his thoughts across to put you at ease!!

könig wont bring it up bc he's kind of nervous. his thoughts sort of race when he doesn't get a black and white answer so when he notices you're a little skittish about him touching you, he goes thru 400 different reasons why and doesn't want to ask and scare u off by thinking he's some sex obsessed maniac (he's a pro at catastrophizing!!!)

will not ever bring it up avtually, you definitely will have to sit him down and spell out your thoughts to him. he'll noticeable relax in relief when he realizes you're not scared of him you're just....embarrassed?

unlike simon, he is pretty good with words. he blunt and gets straight to the point. he'll tell you that he's...big....everywhere and that he knows how to prep you so it won't hurt and that he would be SO careful if u felt like you were ready. he also assures you that it's nothing to be embarrassed about. contrary to simon, he does understand that some people view their virginity as something special and that if u want he can make it a rlly romantic evening for u!! it's up to u!!! just tell him what u want and he will follow your lead without a single thought <3

overall, simon isn't rlly the type to just jump into bed unless he gets the idea that you CLEARLY want to have sex with him. he's had his fair share of bedmates and he will definitely be able to pick up on any flirting. if he thinks you might not want to have sex, he wont say anything. he's a grown man who doesn't need to get his dick wet (: he's got his hand (yum) <3

and könig is.....könig. he's just happy to be here <3

I HOPE I ANSWERED UR QUESTIONS!!!!!

[spaceagebachelormann]

Platonic hcs for Adam Frankenstein and a gender neutral reader that befriends him? hope you’re having a great day btw!

platonic adam frankenstein hcs !

✧ warnings: some swearing

✧ additional info: oh my god i got so excited when i saw this request by all means pls send more for my classic monsters m.list and/or phantom of the opera (if you’ve seen it ofc) this made me so happy ur an angel. also can be read as either the book or movie versions <3

✧ m.list — nav.

so like

he’d probably be intimidated when u first come across him

like he doesn’t trust you but he isn’t going to hurt you because he doesn’t have a reason

you probably need to show him ur not gonna do anything before he stops trying to get away from u

and when that happens he’ll still be a bit suspicious

just start by introducing urself and explaining ur intentions and he’ll calm down

he finally introduces himself to u as gently as he can cause he doesn’t wanna like. scare u away ofc

once he gets comfortable he’s such a good friend

one of the first things he does is ask u abt ur life cause he feels like it’s important to know what ur friends lives are like (he’s right go check up on ur friends rn if ur reading this 😒)

he knows he can’t like stay with u (probably) and u can’t stay with him so he gets kinda sad when u leave

goodbye hugs absolutely happen!!

and he’s super gentle cause he’s really strong and could easily crush u

also def gives head pats

erm anyway

typa guy to walk into ur house like he lives there (if u live alone)

but if he doesn’t i feel like you would be going to wherever tf he is more than him coming to u

and he gets so happy if u just show up unexpectedly

like that shit makes him more happy than showing up on scheduled time

and if ur ever late cause u had a problem for someone else oh my god

a) u came to the right person because he’s very sweet and understanding and will listen to u and give input if u ask

b) he’ll stomp that mf like a bug if u want him too

c) his hugs are fucking amazing

he’s so good at comforting <3

other than that he’d probably know how to cook from living alone so he’d like making u food

even if u don’t ask he has something ready for u

and you WILL eat it or i’m gonna come after u 😒

would also randomly bring u gifts as a thank you for befriending him because now he isn’t as lonely and has someone to talk to! <3

the thought of him like getting all happy when u come through the door to see him is making me so happy and sad at the same time he’s such a cutie patootie

this one might take some time. but once he’s rlly rlly comfortable he’ll prob tell u abt what happened with victor

was mainly afraid of telling u cause he wasn’t sure how u would react

has so much more respect for u when u aren’t rude to him abt it <3

if u have any random drama bro is invested

“SHE DID WHAT” core

will think ur in the right literally no matter what

u could’ve done some shit scandalous and he’s defending u

u could probably help him come outside more cause he’d always be inside

just say to him “hey we should go for a walk!!” and with a bit of convincing ur suddenly outside in the woods on a walk

THE ANIMALS LOVE HIM SO MUCH

like it’s so cute he’s sitting on the ground trying to pay attention to 15 animals at once

even if he’s deformed they know hes rlly sweet and wouldn’t do anything to them

also he’d fucking love picnics

like just sitting there and listening to u talk abt whatever

he loves it <3

[star-girl69]

Love your work!!!!! Can I please request a Jake x Neytiri x reader (who was previously an avatar and there already in an established relationship) there at a communal dance but Jake and Neytiri are busy doing chef stuff to readers dancing with other Na’vi and one of them (any gender doesn’t matter) gets quite close and touchy but readers a bit drunk so dosent rlly notice but Jake and Neytiri do. Can it just be protective fluff and ants plz with a little bit of 🍋

Somewhere Through the Haze

Jake Sully x Neytiri x Fem!Reader

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a/n: thank you so much for requesting anon and i hope you all enjoy!!

warnings: reader gets drunk, mentions of alcohol/drinks, slightly intimate touching?, reader doesn’t really consent to it, swearing, mentions of reader having hair, tell me if i missed anything!!

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The bodies around you swayed back and forth, all training and discipline forgotten, just people dancing aimlessly. No routines, no choreography to remember, just you in the light of the fire- surrounded by faceless people.

You throat still burns from whatever concoction your friend gave you.

When you asked her, she simply smiled with a twinkle in her eye and said it was homemade. It burned, but it distracted you from the pain in your heart.

You probably shouldn’t be mad. You should be the perfect, understanding and adaptable mate. You should know that Jake and Neytiri have duties beyond taking care of you, but it’s late and the days have been stretching on lately- and yet they are not next to you.

They should be here, to catch you when you lose your balance, to laugh at your slurred words.

You send another glance to the high table, circling your hips wide, but they are still there. Jake talks with the olo’eykan of the Ikran People, and he hides his boredom well, but you can see right through it. You sigh, watch his arms flex, his muscles become visible as he leans back and stretches. He should be here with you.

You look to Neytiri next, only to find her bright eyes right on you. She smiles, but doesn’t risk the wave. In the crowd like this, you blend in, and she knows- without you even having to tell her- that you need this break. Pointing you out for everyone to see, guiding polite conversation and people hoping to climb higher in the ranks, she didn’t want to do that to you.

You try to smile back, but it comes out forced, more like a grimace, and you have to look away, not wanting to see her confused and hurt face.

You don’t mean to, really, you’re just jealous and petty and selfish. You just want them there with you.

Cy’a’s hand touches your shoulder, pulling you back to the moment, the music growing louder and louder. She’s probably drunker than you, but two cups still lie in her hands. One full, the other half-empty, she gives you the full one and shouts that it’s from a man named La’in, but everything is much too loud.

You must have a strange look on your face, because she rolls her eyes and points, and you nod, smiling, barely recognizing a hazy figure in the distance.

The drink burns less than the ones she gave you before, but it’s like a little fire in your stomach, a hot stove. Warmness in your belly, in your heart.

Your eyes widen, and Cy’a leads you through the crowd, to the man who made it. He greets you, bringing his hand to his forehead, I See you, and you do the same.

Cy’a let’s put a giggle for no reason, her arm looped with yours.

“What do you think, Y/N?” she hiccups, and you smile.

“The drink? It’s very good. Burns less,” you say, feeling slightly ashamed, wishing you could be free and unbothered like Cy’a.

You look up to La’in, but his eyes are already on you.

“Thank you,” he smiles, looking almost shy, “took many years to get that effect.”

You nod, about the spill some polite nonsense about how it paid off, when Cy’a suddenly gasps and whips her head to the side.

“It’s Teysu!” she says, smiling giddy, like a little girl, and she squeezes your hand before letting go and plunging through the crowd. “Bye!” she shouts over her shoulder, and you cannot help but laugh, hear La’in do the same.

Now, you truly feel awkward.

You want to leave, go back to Jake and Neytiri, but La’in grabs your hand.

“Come,” he smiles, “let’s dance.”

And you want to dance anyways, so why not do it with a partner?

You sway your hips exactly like you did before, laughing and talking to La’in about useless things, a story about how he spilled the early design of his drink all over himself.

You laugh and lean closer, and his smile turns into a grin.

His hand slides onto your waist, but all of the drinks you’ve had have gone straight to your head. His hand feels different, wrong, but you don’t even have the energy to push it away.

When you look at him, smiling wide, feeling like Cy’a, he looks a little surprised.

When you inhale, he presses closer, and when you exhale, he presses closer. Now he’s flush against your back, and you’re drowning in the movement and in your head.

Then, a shadow comes over you, towering over you, blocking the light of the fire. When you look up, it’s Jake, and the part of you that would always know it’s him squeezes. But his eyes aren’t on you. He keeps them narrowed on La’in. But the need to be close to him, that’s been rearing it’s head all night, overcomes simply staring at him.

“Jake,” you mumble, La’in’s hand dropping from your waist as you press yourself against Jake, head on his chest, his heartbeat filling your ears. He wraps one arm around your shoulders, lazily, pressing you even closer. He hums, and you want to simply crawl inside him and stay safe there forever.

“La’in,” he greets, voice cold, but you just like the way his chest vibrates. “I See you.”

La’in repeats the action wearily, hands wavering.

When you next open your eyes, Neytiri is there, standing next to Jake with her mouth pulled into a disgusted sneer.

“We were just dancing,” La’in gasps, and you watch as Neytiri’s fangs sink into her lips.

“She is not your mate,” Neytiri responds, the indents on her lips clearly the result of her holding herself back. You want to call for her, reach for her, but Jake is so comfy and your mind is hazy, like you’re trapped in fog and Jake is the only clearing.

Neytiri’s voice is like a beacon, guiding you back to that same clear patch again and again.

“We’re going,” Jake says, moving you to position where you can walk alongside him, your smaller body tucked under his arm.

But, before you can leave, you hear the unmistakable sound of Neytiri hissing. Torn from her throat, like it’s a manifestation of her deepest emotions. Rage, jealousy, worry.

But when you look at her, she is only looking at you, and you feel the warm touch of her arm looping with yours. She presses a kiss to your shoulder, smiling, all remnants of her anger gone.

“You’re very drunk,” she coos, resting her head on your shoulder. You smile and lean your head against hers. “Very drunk and very ours.”

“Of course I’m yours,” you huff, your voice returning, the smell of the fire growing fainter, footsteps crunching over fallen leaves.

Neytiri hums, and Jake’s arm around you squeezes, turning left and then right until you reach your kelku.

You hum happily, safe with your mates and in your own familiar home. There’s no fire here, no fog to be guided through, just the three of you.

Neytiri tilts your head to the side, presses a feather light kiss to your neck. You giggle, pushing past her and the light feeling, climbing into bed.

She only follows, mumbling to Jake about how there’s no threat here, only their mate, and the anger, the tenseness you felt against her chest before seems to fade, because when he climbs in next to you, he’s softer.

You laugh as Neytiri plants more kisses, trying to push her away, and she only smiles against you and pulls you right back.

When the kisses turn harder, when her teeth graze your skin, you’re already half asleep.

Jake tucks your hair behind your ear, mumbling, “so pretty” as he does so. He presses a kiss near your ear, then your cheek, your jawline, trailing down and down until he presses his teeth to your neck.

“Going to make sure everyone knows, right?” Neytiri hums, leaning back to look at your neck. She presses her fingers into the damp skin, and you shiver, feeling a wave of good pain spread through you.

“Know what?” you ask, Jake’s mouth going lower and lower, teeth harder and more. Whatever marks they’re making growing darker.

“That you are ours,” he says, and you can only hum before the fog rolls over you, but why would you care? You’re trapped with them.

—-

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[goldenlol]

also this is sword anon again and honestly your cookie run art is partially why i wanna get back into it after a long time but i remember some drama circulating around that darkmilk has a significant age gap n stuff and in extension so does yammilk (ik your pinned post doesnt include them I just added that since that was part of the discussion) so whats your take on their age thing cuz idk what type of shipper you are lol

HII AGAIN LFMAOO BUT OKFG RLLYYY?? YAYYY

I don’t talk about milkyam cause I just don’t like the ship, or most of its shippers. I don’t like a lot of choco ships tbh..but all I will say, is milk would protect choco from yam BUT THATS IT. THATS ALL.

for me, I hc young prince as 15 and milk around the same age, idk maybe 13? I cant see how people think young prince choco was an adult...?? Yes she went out to find a sword by herself but I think she was only allowed that because she is a good fighter and can survive on her own, it’s obvious cacao had trust that choco will return safely.

She just looks tall or mature for her age ig?? I think it’s because how she was raised, never allowed to be a child and trained to be better but yea no, I fr can’t see her as an adult here

edit: I forgot to add but she still kind of had that “oblivious” mindset I guess? Believing she can save her kingdom and could change her fathers mind even tho he’s so stubborn and that mentality of being “a hero just like his father”, I’m sure thats associated w younger people because “ur just a child you don’t know any better”

after she comes back she sees what her father rlly is and basically calls him a coward. It’s fr someone maturing and seeing someone for what they rlly are, not blinded by the child mentality anymore and only seeing someone as perfect when they’re not at all (not saying cacao is a coward mb minty, but bro wasn’t the best father 🙏😔 I love cacao) but also choco is manipulated easily because of her weak mentality.. my girl.

I know a lot of people are iffy or just hate chocomilk and that’s alr ig but god pls enough w tagging the ship and making threads telling people to hate it.

I know someone whose too afraid to draw it because of what people say and I’m like !! I got you bro I’ll draw it for us!!

Also I don’t think devsis would even allow such a ship to exist if it was wrong?? (it’s funny cause they make art of it n even make captions like that one where choco and lico go to an amusement park together, w “don’t tell milk” )

also I just hate how mischaracterized milk is w choco... my god y’all are weird as fuck w him. Milk wouldn’t harass choco or stalk him pls stop that, it’s uncomfortable..

he respects his space and choco’s life. When he met choco in that cutscene, people took choco being “uncomfortable” around milk, he wasn’t? He was just shocked or just “?? Rlly??” Kind of reaction because this man hasn’t been told anything nice after he became “bad” or whatever, so having someone tell him that he was the reason they became stronger and “want to be just like him” is obviously shocking to her, she wouldn’t believe that she made someone life better because she thought she only hurt people and deserved to be hated and treated in any way.

Anyway yea, they def both met as teens, didn’t see eachother til adults and it’s obvious milk is in love w choco idc (me too bro)

this is long as fuck sorry but GOD I NEEDED TO SAY SHIT!!

Take the cute art tho I love them sm (I think choco just has the mentality that no one could love him after what he’s done so he doesn’t understand why milk faints all flustered n shit but the idea of her being oblivious is cute too 😭 fuck it shes both!!)

also what type of shipper I am?? Wym

[spoilmesweetieforficssake]

Hi can I please request a Melissa x reader where Mel is meeting the readers parents for the first time and perhaps the reader doesn’t have a good relationship with her mom and her mom keeps making snarky comments about the age difference and that rlly upsets Melissa and the reader can tell so the next time the readers mum does it she shouts at her mom and they end up having an argument and then the reader grabs Mel and they storm out and maybe when they get home the reader breaks down at Mel comforts her. Also based of what happened when I took my bf home 😂😂. Tysm

You've been very patient with this request - which has been loitering with intent in my inbox for a while now! As promised, it was not forgotten. I hope this was what you were hoping for and that you enjoy it!

~*~

You’re both nervous.  You’re trying your best not to let your own nerves show, but you know by the supportive smile being aimed at you that you’re failing badly.  You know Melissa is trying just as hard to hide her own nerves by the way she fidgets, toying with anything in reach from the napkin to her necklaces to your bracelet. 

The restaurant is neither of your favourites, and chosen for that reason specifically.  You know there’s a good chance tonight isn’t going to go down well and you don’t want to ruin one of your favourite places to eat with bad memories.  You hope it won’t.  That your mother will see how happy you are with Melissa, and maybe just for once, she’ll play nice.  You’re not counting on it though.

You’ve warned Melissa multiple times tonight might not end well.  You’ve apologised for feeling as though you have to warn her.  Every time you’ve told her, she’s been nothing but patient with you, telling you she understands difficult family dynamics, reassuring you that whatever happens she’s not going anywhere. 

Seeing your mother enter the restaurant, you take a deep breath, motioning to Melissa as she approaches.

“Are we still waiting for your girlfriend?”

You frown at the greeting, as you stand to meet your mother.  Turning towards Melissa, you find her halfway out of her own chair.  She’s blatantly at the same table as you, and hasn’t yet run for the hills so why…

“Oh sweetheart, she isn’t a girl,” sneers your mother.  “She hasn’t been a girl for long time.”

Your mouth opens in shock.  You hadn’t exactly expected hugs and kisses, but this?  “This is Melissa.  The woman I love,” you manage, through clenched teeth as your hand finds the red head’s arm, a silent plea for her to stay. 

“You’ve never exactly had the best taste,” quips your mother as she takes the seat opposite you.

Half sitting, half falling back into your own seat you offer Melissa an apologetic look, your fingers gently brushing over the exposed skin of her forearm.  You can see your mother’s comments have riled her, but you also know her well enough to see that behind her stern expression, there’s hurt in her eyes too.

The age gap between you isn’t inconsiderable, and you know it sometimes plays on the red head’s mind.  For you, it’s never been all that much of an issue.  Since the day you met her you’ve always found her the most beautiful woman in any given room, and when she finally let you get to know her, you realised you found her personality just as attractive.  You love her.  All of her. 

For her part, Melissa tries her best to suppress the urge to lean over the table and unceremoniously drag your mother across it by her neck.  You had told her, quite a number of times, that this might not go well, but she hadn’t expected your mother to be quite to vicious right off the bat.  Come to think of it, she wishes she had one of hers. 

*

You had hoped that after your mother’s horrid opening gambit the evening might improve.  Instead, it only gets worse.  You’ve barely even ordered and already you want to cry, scream and inflict serious bodily harm with the cutlery. 

Melissa excuses herself to the bathroom.  She flashes you a quick, forced, smile before she does, honestly not wanting to leave you to face your mother alone, but needing a moment to collect herself.  She wants to scream and shout and raise her fists, but she won’t.  She knows your relationship with your mother is tenuous at best and she won’t do anything to make it worse.  That doesn’t mean that every awful comment aimed at you that she doesn’t shoot down doesn’t cause guilt to build in her chest.  It also doesn’t mean that the barbed comments aimed at her don’t hurt. 

She glares at herself in the mirror, trying by sheer force of will to stop the tears falling from her eyes.  She knows you don’t believe any of the words coming from your mother’s mouth.  She does know.  She knows because she knows you. 

She’s watched tonight as you’ve tried to be patient.  As you’ve quietly countered every insult thrown at her, trying not to make a scene but making it clear that you’re firmly with Melissa and no amount of derogatory comments is going to change that.

She manages a small smile in the mirror.  You love her.  You’ll get through this.  A little bruised and sore, sure, but together.

Exiting the bathroom, she’s within hearing distance of the table just in time to hear your mother throw out her latest taunt; “Sure you don’t want to check she hasn’t broken a hip, the time she’s taking?”

Pausing, she takes a deep breath, biting down the retort that threatens to spill from her lips.  It’s during this moment she sees you stand, planting your hands on the table.

“You know what?” you shout, no longer caring about making a scene.  “I don’t have to sit here and listen to this, and I should never have subjected Melissa to you!”

You promised yourself you wouldn’t make a scene tonight, but that was before you realised your mother seemed intent on insulting Melissa at every opportunity.  “I hoped you’d see her the way I see her, as a beautiful, funny, supportive and kind girlfriend.  That you might even be happy for me but all you’ve been in mean and hurtful and she doesn’t deserve that.  She deserves the fucking world and that doesn’t include you!”

You toss your bag over your shoulder, yanking yours and Melissa’s coats from the back of your chairs before leaning down to grab the red head’s handbag.  Without looking at your mother, you turn to go and find Melissa, only to find her a few feet away, looking stunned.

Still fuelled by anger and adrenaline you stride over to her, catching her hand with your own and leading you both out of the restaurant.

“We can’t just walk out!” she hisses, not wanting you to hurt your relationship with your mother by ending tonight on such bad terms.

“We damn well can,” you tell her as you push open the door, leaving the sounds of the restaurant behind.  “I’m not sitting there listening to her insult you with every other breath!”

As you reach the parking lot, you’re beginning to run out of steam, your anger faltering as tears of frustration start to gather in your eyes.  You let go of her hand, pacing as you take a number of deep breaths, trying not to cry. 

You stop as Melissa catches your hand as you pass her once more.  “I’m sorry tonight was so shitty,” you offer, your voice barely a wobbly whisper.

“You warned me it might not go well,” she shrugs, though you know she’s trying to play it down.  You know tonight has been just as horrific for her as it has been for you.  That she’s tried to be on her best behaviour for you and you hate yourself for it. 

You let out a sigh, turning to face her, managing a sad smile as she takes your other hand and tugs you close, wrapping her arms around you.  “I didn’t think it would go quite that badly.”

Resting your head on her shoulder, you loop your arms around her waist, breathing her in.  “Can we just go home?”

-

You pull up outside Melissa’s apartment.  Home, you realise, with a small smile.  Turning to face the woman in the driver’s seat, you take a moment to just drink her in.  It’s a habit you have no intention of breaking any time soon.  “I don’t deserve you.”

She turns with a lopsided smile.  “You put up with plenty.”

So does she, you think.  Tonight more than ever before.  You start to tear up again as the evening’s events play through your mind.  “I’m so sorry about tonight.”

“You couldn’t have known she was going to say those things,” Melissa says softly.

“I shouldn’t have let her!” you quickly reply, angry with yourself all over again.  “I should have left when she made that first snarky comment!”

“You didn’t just leave when I made my first snarky comment,” smirks the red head. 

You manage a watery smile at that.

 “Come on, lets get inside and drink good wine and forget about bad people.”

You reach across and put a hand on her arm before she can leave the truck.  “You know what she was saying was all nonsense, right?”

The smile being aimed at you is forced.  You know Melissa too well not to see it. 

“Mel, seriously,” you tell her, your thumb stroking over her forearm where your hand still rests on her arm.  “You’re the kindest, bravest, more passionate woman I’ve ever known, and I love you.  I love every bit of you.”

“I love you too,” she replies, trying not to let her own tears fall.  She quickly wipes her eyes with her free hand.  “Come on, the neighbours don’t need to see us crying in the car.  They’ll think we’re breaking up!”

You’re not letting her away so easily.  “But we’re okay?  You’re okay?”

She smiles at you.  A proper smile this time.  “Yeah,” she nods.  “We’re okay and I’m okay.”  With a squeeze of your hand, she slips out of the car, coming around to your side and opening your door for you. 

“Well if it isn’t the hottest couple on the block!”

You both turn at the cheerful greeting, waving back at the elderly gentleman who lives across the street.  He’s known Melissa as a neighbour for decades, and apparently approves of you more than he has any of her previous partners.  He likes to playfully flirt with you every chance he gets, always chuckling at the raised eyebrow from the red head and winking at you when she gets possessive. 

Melissa takes your hand and grins.  Your mother might be your flesh and blood, and there’s going to be some healing from this evening on both sides, but she’s one single, small minded woman.  There are bigger, better and happier things to focus on.

“And good evening to you too, Mr Rees.”

[pumpkinsy0]

Hcs for if Ponyboy for WHATEVER reason (be it like you said to a previous ask, getting separated in a rumble or something else) Pony is spending a night at the Shepard house?? (maybe even a few hcs for if Pony was HURT and spending a night at the Shepard house and some pookie ❤️ Tim ❤️ lecturing Pony but also being there for him ((very normal about Tim Shepard ofc)))

most normal reaction to tim tbh completely understandable

•lets sayyyy that there was a rumble, cops arrived and pony ran to who was closest (which was tim), a storm hit and it was unsafe to drive pony back to his house so tim told him he could hunker down w em

•lowkey tim aint even notice pony was w him, everyone just kinda packed into the car n dipped, it was just on the way home that he realized, everything was a blur till that moment😭

•pony was petrified, NEVER been over to their house, he wanted to get out so bad, no offense to curly and tim but their house is scary as hell!! he wants out of here!!! and angela dont want him over either so its just so AWKWARD

•as he was patching him up, tim gave pony the quickest run down on what and what not to do while he was over at the house, and its not bc tims running that house like the NAVY, its just that hes doing it for ponys safety so he doesnt encounter their mom, their dad???? couldnt rlly care much about nobody in that house rlly cares what he thinks

•ponys took his second ever swig of alcohol at that house too, not bc tim was #irresponsible but bc he said it would take the pain off ponys wounds for a lil WHICH IT DID, but ponys a lightweight, he felt woozy and a lil sicker, he wouldve preferred just feeling the pain but its tim shepard, cant say no to em

•darry was worried about where in the world pony was of course, so tim called darry as soon as he could and let pony just talk to darry for a few, tim PROMISED to make sure that pony was safe, tim is a stepfather fr

•pony was basically locked away up in curly (and angelas) room, which tbh best case scenario for him he wasnt in the mood tonight. curly was excited to just let pony sleep in his bed tonight

•tims talk w pony had him terrified about encountering his mom, like he SAID she was wayyyyy to passed out to wake up and notice him but pony doesnt know that woman, curly HAS to either accompany him or go down for him

•pony could feeelll the dirty looks angela was giving him from across the room, just the cherry on top of y he couldnt sleep, usually pony would like cuddling huddling up to sleep w curly, but atp it just felt suffocating, it was pretty cold tho so look, he aint pushing him off anytime soon

•periodically, tim checks in on em, he knows curlys LOVING this cause wooooo ponys “over and im at home yeaaaaaa” but he can see how off put pony is by everything, and he doesn’t blame him

•they got caught in the storm a lil and pony got sick, pony came back home wearing half curlys clothes half tims, and a bottle of sprite they picked up on the way, pony STILL got those clothes

•ever since then tim and curlys joked about when hes coming back over, pony laughs it off but he would love not to go actually

[yakultii]

@alwayschasingrainbows hi hi thank you sm for all the questions <33 I appreciate u sm ik u accidentally asked on my main but I’m gonna answer them here :))) also thank you for sending ur own answers too I loved reading them and learning more about you and found them super interesting!!!!! <3

1. What is your favourite childhood movie and why?

Strangely I’d never been big on movies or tv as a kid or even now (I want to get more into it now but my adhd still says no) my mum even told me that when I was young she could sit my brothers in front of the tv to be entertained but not me, I’d lose interest hella quickly… probs the first time I got into anything tv related was when I was 10-12 and was invested in the drama of the tv series “dance academy” on abc3 Ive actually met the producer! other than that I didn’t mind a reality show as a kid but then most of that wore off after I studied media in school and we went as live audience to “reality” shows and I realised how set up everything was and couldn’t care less afterward -

If I had to pick any movie that I loved and that still strangely brings me some sort of comfort.. it would have to be the 2010 Jaden Smith Version of Karate Kid ahahaha idk why (well I kinda do there’s lots of reasons but then I’d go on another whole tangent so I won’t) I was like 11 when it came out so I think that can count :) I can weirdly watch it over and over whereas most other movies I watch once and never again.

2. Do you have a favourite book or book series and why?

I talked about this in some previous posts on here but my fav book of all time is “Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine” by Gail Honeyman !!!!! I also am very passionate about “The uncaged sky: my 804 days in an Iranian Prison” by Kylie Moore-Gilbert (the audiobook version narrated by Kylie herself) and fav wholesome series has gotta be the Heartstopper graphic novels!!!! AHAHA again I could go on and on and on about why I love them all individually as they are all VERY DIFFERENT from each other, but I’ll literally be writing like 3 giant essays so I’ll stop myself now!! I will say, while it’s important we consume and love media that we don’t relate to to broaden our perspectives of life, it’s obviously easy to consume and love media that we see a small part of ourselves in and think this has a lot to do with why I love these so much!

3. The colour that makes you happy

Probably a dark green which reminds me of the rainforest:))))

4. Your favourite cereal?

I honestly don’t eat cereal and never really have :,) cereals were kinda demonised in my house as a child (almond mum tings?) but then eventually they weren’t anymore but I never rlly enjoyed their taste - this is such a sad answer but probably Kelloggs sultans bran LMAO. I haven’t had it for years but I rlly don’t mind it … I think it’s probably very different to American cereals cause it’s not sweet … one time I went to an American food store here in Aus and everything I tried taste like pure sugar and hurt my stomach so bad LOL never again I’m hoping and praying that Americans have other food options not featured in this store 😭 cos I understand some of it as a one off dessert but like everyday breakfast omg noooo I hope ur stomachs are ok

5. Your favourite gemstone?

I’m ngl I don’t have a super passionate answer about this one off the top of my head (sorry I’m such a boring person!!) I think they’re all so pretty!!! I gave them a google to try decide which I like most but it’s impossible .. I think I love any of the blue ones!! I’ll tell you one thing I rlly don’t love the yellow topaz cos I’m born in Nov and I see it on everything and I swear it’s the worst one imo like liteeally any other one I love! But I can still appreciate it ig :,)

6. Any activity you liked as a child and do you still like it now?

My biggest pain as a child was athletics!!!! I used to be competitive in 100m, 200m, long jump and triple jump :) sadly I no longer do athletics or compete but my passion for running/competitiveness lived on and by 15 I ran my first half marathon.. but from 17 onwards I got quite sick and was unable to run (minus a few little months of getting back into it over the yrs only to have to stop again) and now I’m 24 and finally getting back into it again.. kinda.. cos my health is still kinda shit but I’ll go for a lot shorter runs a couple times a week and hoping and praying my health gets better so I can proper get back into it.. not to compete anymore just for myself cos it’s one of the only things in this life that brings me joy :) I’ve also always loved taking photos although I’m not professional or anything it’s just been a fun little hobby I guess.. I have a few diff cameras but in currently trying (failing) to save for this new different one.. just waiting for my uni scholarship money this tri bc I’m too unwell to use it to go on a holiday atm I’m gonna use it to buy this camera I’ve been wanting oop :,) I’m a much bigger a fan of film photography over digital but the camera I’m planning on buying is kinda a combo of both eg. It produces images of a similar vibe to film photography but is actually digital so u don’t have to worry about wasting film :) it’s also a point and shoot, super small and can be taken anywhere which is much better than my current digital camera which is bulky and has a million settings idk how to use lol.

7. Have you ever read Lucy Maud Montgomery books?

I was about to say no I’ve never heard of her but then I googled it and saw Anne of Green Gables which I read when I was like literally 8… and as I’ve said in a previous post I never remember what I’ve read even if I read it two minutes ago bc adhd tings but I always remember how it made me feel - and I remember really enjoying it! Maybe I should give it a reread cause I barely remember what it was about :,) as for the rest of her books I don’t think I’ve read any! I love so much that you have a fandom page omgggg I wish I was that passionate about something !!!! PLS PLS give me recommendations if someone were only to read 1 of her books .. okay maybe 2 for now!!!!! I might actually give them a read :)))

Thank you thank you again for all ur kinds words I hope u have the most amazing day/night <33333 I appreciate u a lot!

[henrysglock]

Hi! You said I could ask you questions if I had any (I’m sure you explain stuff I’m about to ask in other posts but I don’t have the time to go through alll of them rn SORRY IF IT FEELS REPETITIVE TO EXPLAIN)

So I read your big timeloop post (super super cool post btw LIKE OMGGG MY BRAIN IS BRRING) and you mentioned some stuff that I don’t rlly know about (guessing it’s TFS stuff) anyways! I wanna know what you’re talking about because I wanna make sure I fully understand everything you’re talking about. And I’m sure I could look some of this up but I’d prefer hearing your thoughts/personal takes on it because it helps me understand stuff better

Anyways I was wondering if you could explain more about “The Attack on Mr Newby” ? As well as tell me what we know about Brenners dad so far? you explained quite a bit of it in that post- I’m not sure if you covered it all, and sense Brenners dad seems to have to do quite a bit with his motives I wanna know as much as I can abt him

ALSO whose inmate 58361 and what purpose did they have in the story? Was it just someone Henry killed to appease the MF?

Okay yes!! Absolutely. Buckle in. So the attack on Mr. Newby was an event in The First Shadow. Patty and Henry are in the Creel attic using his powers to search for her mother. Midway through, the Mindflayer attacks and possesses Henry/puts him into a vision. Hearing Patty's distress, Mr. Newby comes up to help. He ends up being the target of Henry's powers (while he's possessed, much the same as it was with Prancer earlier on). Although Henry fights the Mindflayer off (with some help from Definitely Not Patty), Mr. Newby loses his eys and breaks several bones falling through the attic floor after he's dropped when the possession connection is severed. He later tells Patty, who was completely convinced that Henry did all of that of his own accord out of malice, that she has to save Henry from the Mindflayer because he was fighting it/it wasn't his fault at all.

All we know about Brenner's dad is that he was the captain of the USS Eldridge, which was the ship in the Philadelphia Experiment. It vanished into Dimension X when our Brenner turned 15 (October of 1943...yes, on our Brenner's birthday), and Captain Brenner was the sole survivor. He returned to our dimension with an altered blood type (the same weird blood type Henry has...which sounds like a development that came about when he went missing in a Nevada cave system about a year before moving to Hawkins, around the same time that he began having hallucinations and violent tendencies from the Mindflayer) that caused his body to reject all transfusions of normal blood types. We're not given a reason that the blood type changes after exposure to Dimension X, just that it happens. Captain Brenner told our Brenner everything he knew about Dimension X, and succumbed to his injuries shortly after. Evidently, our Brenner didn't like his father very much, given that Captain Brenner tells us that our Brenner told him he hates him. However, Captain Brenner's disappearance and death is, supposedly, our Brenner's motivation irt Henry and the lab kids: Finding someone who will let him into Dimension X so he can solve the mystery of what, exactly, happened to his father.

Inmate 58361 was a prisoner that Brenner brought in for Henry to "feed" on, since he surmised that Henry gains strength from killing Vecna-style after hearing about the animals. Henry refuses to hurt 58361, and Brenner makes a pitch at him about how animals can't consent to testing the way people in the prison system could. Fucked up, huh? Anyway, all this happens after Henry agrees to break out of HNL to meet Patty at the school play so they can run away from Brenner together. Henry, still resistant to Brenner's demands that he kill and worked up by Brenner's psychological tormenting (the hollering, the insults, the Everything), lashes out to escape. 58361 gets caught in the crossfire as Henry goes after Brenner and the guards (though mind you—Henry stops short of killing Brenner or the guards, despite EVERYTHING). 58361's eyes go, which we can see in the bloodstains on the sack over his head when the attack happens. This makes him super important, because it shows that Henry's natural killing style is not Vecna-style. It's actually far more similar to El's style that we see in ST1 with Connie and the lab goons, which has major implications about what we see in the massacre irt One's kill-style. tl;dr: 58361 was meant, by Brenner, to be a food sacrifice to the Mindflayer/Henry. Henry refuses to kill him, but ends up hurting him by accident while trying to free himself from the lab.

Whew. LOTS of stuff. Saw the play 4 times in person (and like 5 more times on tape...for legal reasons this is a joke) and it's STILL a lot to take in especially when it comes to fitting it into filmed canon.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

jjk chapter 253 spoilers under the cut !!

WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS CHAPTER…….. 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 one of my favs in a while i think IT WAS SO SO GOODDDDDD

FIRST OF ALL. GOJO CRUMBS 😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞 I CRIED I SOBBED I STARTED WRITHING ON THE FLOOR IN AGONY……. OUR SWEETIE………

HE’S SOOOO CUTE…. :(((( blindfolded gojo is my favorite ever he’s SO baby…….. i miss him sm it hurts i almost teared up seeing this panel that isn’t normal human behavior 😔😔 ”don’tcha think?” SIR PLS STOPPP…….. :((((( silly little goose…… i need to kiss him all over his pretty face just to hear him giggle (doctors surround me w syringes from all sides)

ok but gojo aside (come home baby the cats miss u 💔) MAKI????????? MY GODDESS?? i ADORE the fight between her and sukuna …. she looks completely feral i’m so enamored <333 wild raccoon coded <3333

and also…… the dynamic between these two……. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 maki being the only one since gojo who sukuna seems to be taking seriously/having genuine fun with???? (all the parallels between maki and gojo have been KILLING me i’m so glad akutami agrees w me that she’s his daughter ever <3) LIKE THAT’S SOOO SICK??? maki nation getting fed silly rn

”at its core, sorcery is all skin and flesh (…) that body of yours is all marrow and bone” BANGER ASS LINE EXCUSE ME??????????? AKUTAMI??????

but it’s also soooooo interesting isn’t it….. sukuna has always had a very specific view of sorcery and how it should be, and maki’s very existence completely goes against that ideal while simultaneously acting as a genuine threat to him… i think it’s so . insanely cool that he essentially views her as an alternative to sorcery?? and it forces him to revert back to the sorcery that he favours, just to prove that it’s superior (which is why he uses black flash for the first time!! at least that’s my read of it rn)…. IT’S JUST SO GOODDDD I’M EATING IT UP‼️‼️‼️

also sidenote kinda but but but . the sukuna theories…. abt him eating his twin……… if those are true then the sukuna/maki parallels are even MORE insane bc she had to sacrifice her own twin for the sake of survival/power but would undoubtedly choose mai over her newfound strenght every single time :(( while sukuna willingly chose strenght over companionship….. yeahhhh they make me ill

what else is there to say ……. kusakabe was there. PHDJDHDJF NO BUT WDYMMMM HE’S THE STRONGEST GRADE 1 SORCERER…… SINCE WHEN 😭😭😭 ??????

jokes aside i think it makes sense considering kusakabe just so happens to Know abt a bunch of stuff he shouldn’t know abt + somehow keeps surviving ???? but i still think it’s so funny how everyone is hyping him up while he’s like . I Am Not The Strongest 💀💀 he’s so funny actually…..

….. this is smth my fuckass brother said that unfortunately made a lot of sense + made me go completely insane but. maybe the reason kusakabe keeps trying to run away is bc he wants to stay alive for his sister….. :((( bc he needs to take care of her/doesn’t want to die and leave her alone the way her son did. sob. T_T that would be kind of a genius move on akutami’s part bc it changes his comedic moments to very heartwarming ones…. i’m actually rlly excited to see where this fight goes wahhhh

anyway back to gojo .

HE’S LITERALLY SOOOO BABY I CAN’T STAND HIM …. 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i don’t think akutami will ever truly understand how perfect this design is . like. there isn’t a single other character who perfectly manages to strike the balance between cute and handsome the way blindfolded gojo does . i’m sorry but it’s true. this is what the ideal male form looks like

[rebelcharmings]

🪞🫶💕📍 RAAAAAAAAAAHHHH

hello gummy !!!!

🪞 which character is most like you and why?

oh this is a tough one right off the bat…. i’m probably gonna go with lizzie not Just bc she’s my fav character but actually there’s probably a good reason for that . i also kinda have a temper i try to control. and also my fav colour is red. yea see we’re practically the same person. also i like to be dramatic just for the lols

🫶 otp?

ohhh if you’ve seen enough of my posts u already know this . DIZZIE. AKA DARING AND LIZZIE. AKA THE ONE CANON SHIP THAT HAD SOO MUCH POTENTIAL BUT DIDNT GO ANYWHERE!!! if you’ve read the wonderlandiful world book you’ll especially understand where i’m coming from. literally even a snippet of it is in my header. it’s just sooo!!! idk!! i like the drama of everyone expecting daring to be with apple or at the very least a “Proper Princess”.. but here comes this wonderlandian princess who threatens to chop people’s heads off and there is just . Hearts in his eyes (pun intended). he’s completely smitten. and lizzie is just like Ugh this guy again but secretly finds him intriguing and likes the fact he likes Her for Her. my fav ship dynamic. obviously not biased but i think it’s the best out of the daring ships mainly bc i cant personally imagine cerise being attracted to men and i already told my thoughts on darabella.. i have many more thoughts on dizzie i should probably make a post on that.

this ship is just so criminally underrated there’s rlly not enough fics on this. i have soo many unfinished dizzie fics that will hopefully one day see the light.. who knows

💕 any other character dynamics you like (family, friends, ships)?

oh u already know what i’m gonna say. CHARMING SIBLINGS!!!! the books especially portray their dynamics so well. which is why i have a bone to pick with fics or interpretations where dexter or darling, specifically dexter, get rlly annoyed at their brother or daring is rlly condescending bc while dexter mayy be a little tired of being in his shadow they all still love each other!!! daring and dexter playfully wrestle, daring laughs as darling swings on his arm like a monkey bar, daring is proud of “dexter” suddenly improving in hero class and reassures him later that he knows this isn’t his thing but he isn’t going to hurt him while jousting…. i also find it entertaining to read about dexter and daring shooing off all of darling’s suitors, it’s nice to see how protective they r of her. and that one diary entry of darling remembering a memory of the three playing in the mud and then running away into the forest, making fun of their mother. it’s so cute . so good.

i reckon my love for this sibling dynamics and most sibling dynamics in media is bc of me being an only child and projecting bc i’ve always wanted siblings like this but anyways…..

📍 favourite eah location?

ooh interesting question . is it weird to say the castleteria LOL. i’ve always wanted to be in those american school type cafeterias and the different levels in the castleteria just seem even more fun. so that or the study lounge bc i’m a Nerd and like to study in environments like that.. i liked to study in my high school’s yr 12 study room especially when it was quiet, but it was also Just as fun to just chat about anything with friends and other classmates

[funnywormz]

i think that it's kinda annoying that seska's baby in voy turns out to be culluh's instead of chakotay's, like i understand the practical reasons behind the decision but also......... i feel like it could've made a rlly interesting storyline if it actually HAD been chakotay's kid and he'd had to properly deal with that. like he ends up accepting the child as his and going to all that trouble to rescue it and then the show is just like "oh it's culluh's kid nvm" it feels like a let down.

i would've loved to see more exploration of it, like how chakotay would love his son and want to take care of him but also have so many complicated feelings bc the kid only exists bc of seska assaulting him and she deceived and hurt him, but also he did once love her and she loved him even if that love was harmful and abusive, but also it's not the kid's fault that he was born into that situation................ also grappling with the child being half cardassian, how he'd no doubt LOOK visibly part cardassian as he grew up, and how chakotay spent so long in the maquis structuring his life around fighting cardassian oppression but now his son, who he loves, looks cardassian, and how even though that isn't the kid's fault it would undeniably bring up some uncomfortable feelings..............

aside from the specific circumstances of the child's conception etc, they could've also explored what it's like to raise a kid on a starship in the middle of nowhere, but also what it's like to BE a kid in that situation. idk yet if they explore that with ensign wildman's kid yet........ but i hope they do. like imagine being a little kid on a starship thousands of lightyears away from other kids like you. the only home you've ever known is a completely sterile ship floating in the vacuum of space. your parents and their friends say that they're trying to get "home", but what would home even mean to you in that situation? what about schooling, who would teach you when everyone on the ship is needed to perform their duties? what would you do for fun?

it would've also been cute to see ensign wildman's little kid have a friend to hang out with. like i said i'm still in early s3 so idk if that does happen but i suspect not............

[seiwas]

hi sel! can I request 21 and 24 for the ask game? super curious because my other favorite part of your writing is seeing people go feral in the notes lol

iris!!! thank you for sending in 🥹

send me a number from this end of the year fanfic writer ask game!!

#21. most memorable comment/review

omg 🥺 YOUR favourite part of MY writing is seeing the notes??? 😭😭 i am gonna hug you PLS

i think i have been so extremely blessed with such generous readers 🥺 i reblog every memorable comment/review with the tag #shotorus.feedback if you would like to peruse!!! 🥹 but hmm... i'll put this under the cut bc for sure it's going to be long!!

#24. favorite some memorable fics you read this year

i answered this here! but 😼 this just gives me a reason to give ANOTHER set of fics hehehehe 😋 beware!!!! this'll be 15 total recs hehe

and!!! like i mentioned, i have a lot in my tbr so there are a lot i probs haven't gotten to yet + the fics i reblog are more or less ones i recommend anyway!!! 🥹 (will also put this under the cut)

for #21.

niku's and sera's reblogs on 'do you believe in love?' really tickle a spot in my heart!!

niku's because back then, col wasn't even a thing yet!! 'do you believe in love?' was just a silly little one-shot born from me thinking about whether gojo believes in love. in a way, this rlly inspired me to take the story further!! and so col was born 🥺 so really, col is all thanks to @stellamancer 🥺

sera's because sera's gojo is one of my absolute favourites and i've been reading her stuff since way way waaaay before i even started writing!! she's also one of my first moots, and is such an inspiration to me when it comes to writing 🥺 so seeing her comment on this lil fic of mine rlly made me feel so 🥹🥹🥹

midi's reblogs are always hilarious and she takes apart my fics like she's deboning a fish 😭😭 (this is how we became friends!!! i messaged her to thank her for her tags on my earlier works and it was even in her native language ashfbas so i google translated it to understand 😭)

ari's reblog on 'tell me about love (show me how)' had me sobbing last night omg 😭 i swear we're writing NOVELS for each other atp

+ a writer i really love and admire commented so many nice things on my megumi fic the other day, i'm still not over it (i won't link them here bc i don't wanna be exposed LOL)

but!! i am truly!! so thankful for each tag/comment i receive 🥺 i think it's so nice that people are not only taking the time to read, but also taking the time to write smth about how they feel or what they think 🥺

for #24.

hq!!

stoplights by hajimio (iwaizumi hajime x reader) [1k. established relationship.] i think about this fic all the time and remember so vividly how i felt the first time i read it.

no matter what by shibaraki (miya atsumu x reader) [1k. established relationship hurt/comfort.] teared up a little reading this 🥹 clutched my chest too.

a piece of you with me by heich0e (kageyama tobio x reader) [1k. established relationship.] this was the cutest thing and i love how op writes tobio.

jjk

dancing with your ghost by wanderwithme (nanami kento x reader) [9k. kind of exes to lovers.] the concept is so good and so creative. executed so beautifully and achingly.

cantor's paradox by hawnks (gojo satoru x reader) [3k. ambiguous relationship.] one of my favourite gojo fics ever; i reread this all the time.

dawn instinct by lorelune (gojo satoru x reader) [6k. ambiguous relationship.] so tender and raw. really beautiful 🥺

i could fall asleep or stare in your eyes (you’re right by my side) by seoafin (gojo satoru x reader) [2k. ambiguous relationship.] the dialogue hits heavy and there's so much in the unsaid (i am crying).

in between by threadbaresweater (fushiguro megumi x reader) [3k. friends with benefits.] so tender and raw (2). there's such an ache and i love how megumi was portrayed.

the king is but a man by petrichorium (gojo satoru x reader) [series. usurper!gojo] one of my favourite gojo series!

cruel summer by seravphs (gojo satoru x reader) [collection. friends to lovers.] explores dynamics with other characters so wonderfully and really does give off that 'last summer with friends' feeling

bnha

carve it into the soil, carve it into me by gardenofnoah (todoroki shouto x reader) [series. gardener!reader.] puts shouto under a microscope and i love that. so beautifully written.

couldn't utter my love when it counted by c4ssiopeias (bakugo katsuki x reader) [5k. exes to lovers.] so vulnerable and so raw. cried reading this.

it takes a strong hand, and a sound mind by gardenofnoah (bakugo katsuki x reader) [5k. friends to strangers to lovers.] the pacing is beautiful and the there's smth abt it that's just so tender 🥺

on my way (to you) by ofmermaids (bakugo katsuki x reader) [12k. strangers to lovers.] one of my favourite bakugo pieces; i think about it all the time and is such a creative concept executed perfectly too.

you feel like home (you're like a dream come true) by willowser (bakugo katsuki x reader) [3k. ambiguous relationship.] the dialogue is everything omg. i ached so much at this!!!