#so basically I know it'll most likely never ever happen; but hey at least I can have the dream

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I'll forever dream of being able to try out DnD with friends.

[chrrychills]

heya! do u think u could write about the sbg characters confessing to reader and how you think theyd do it?

i'll never love anyone the same .

main six « confessing!

ashlyn banner:

•she acts nonchalant, but she's internally freaking out.

•she's spent days weighing the pros and cons of confessing, and it got the point taylor had to beg ashlyn to just tell you already. her crush on you was so obvious (at least to your friends) that it hurt.

•you two will spend at least five minutes sitting in complete silence until ashlyn starts talking.

•she's not great with words– we know this. but she's spent a lot of time figuring out what to say, how to convey just how she feels about you.

•ashlyn's a realistic person, she knows rejection is in the realm of possibilities and dreads the scenario of it happening.

•she's a naturally blunt person, and that doesn't change while she confesses. it's charming, in a way.

•eventually, she'll just come out and say it because the overthinking is starting to frustrate her.

•"...i like you. i have for a while."

aiden clark:

•he's either super cryptic or really forward, it just depends on how he's feeling that day.

•it's most likely a spontaneous confession– he listens to his impulsive thoughts way too much.

•if he's nervous, he doesn't show it. he's staring at you with that stupid smile like he didn't just confess to you.

•unless you're a little brain dead, you probably noticed he had a crush on you. he didn't make it super obvious, but his eyes always found yours after he made a joke, and he was basically always by your side, regardless of where you were.

•aiden's observant. if you liked him back, he knew. he didn't comment on it, but he knew.

•it wouldn't be surprising if he confessed in the middle of a conversation, which there's a 99% chance that's what'll happen.

•if you were talking, he'd cut you off with "will you be my girlfriend?"

•if he's talking, he'll absentmindedly slip it into conversation and not realize what he said until you react to it.

•"that bio homework kicked my ass... hey, will you be my girlfriend?"

ben clark:

•he's so nervous and it's so sweet. he'll plan everything out because he's a sweetheart and wants it to be perfect.

•when he invites you to hang out, he seems a bit on edge and can't look you in the eye because you're so gorgeous and he will freeze up.

•100% gets you flowers. will also get you your favorite food– better yet, he'll make it. yes, his hands are trembling when he gives them to you.

•he'll spend the entire night before drafting up the most heartwarming message you've ever read. he feels kinda bad that he can't tell you directly, so he makes sure to communicate how he feels the best he can.

•blushing the entire time you read what he wrote. starts internally freaking out while you read because he's so scared you're not gonna like it.

•is literally giddy when you accept his confession. he gives the best hugs ever, so expect one of those.

•goes into detail explaining what he likes about you (pretty much everything) and how he feels about you. if you cry easily (me) there's a good chance you'll get misty-eyed.

tyler hernandez:

•it took him a while to accept that he had feelings for you, so it'll probably take him months to even think about confessing.

•honestly, you'll probably end up confessing before he does. if you don't, though, there's gonna be a lot of unspoken tension.

•he'll end up confessing for a couple reasons. one, taylor will not stop pestering him until he does because it's so obvious you two like each other. two, he gets so fed up with all the uncertainty and tension. he hates it.

•during the actual confession, he's a mess. his face is pink and he's obviously flustered but he'll get so defensive if you point it out.

•he's lowkey fumbling over his words until eventually he just blurts it out. he thinks it's the most embarrassing thing he's ever done– you think it's sweet.

•"i'm in love with you, okay?!"

•"...shut up– stop laughing!"

•he'll be so butthurt until you assure him that you feel the same way. he's still gonna be butthurt after, but he'll be too distracted to really care.

taylor hernandez:

•taylor's really in tune with her emotions, so she'll know pretty quickly when she develops feelings for you.

•she'll give it a month or so until she confesses, just because she's nervous and she really doesn't wanna mess anything up.

•her confession would be really thought out. she'd have your favorite movie, snacks and drinks laid on her bed.

•she'll try to keep it short and sweet, but taylor has a tendency to ramble. there's a good chance she'll go off topic and you'll just sit there, smiling and listening to her talk until she realizes.

•just like her brother, her face will be pink the entire time. she won't get defensive if you point it out, since you most likely look the exact same way.

•"i've liked you for a while now, but i just didn't wanna say anything. y'know, in case i messed something up between us or you didn't wanna be friends anymore- you still wanna be friends, right?"

•you'll have to tell her you wanna be more than friends. she doesn't wanna accidentally overstep by asking.

logan fields:

•he's the type of person that will go through every possible scenario before making a decision. that's why it took him so long to confess to you– he was nervous you'd reject him.

•when he does decide to confess, the first thing he's doing is hand making a bouquet from his grandparents greenhouse. taylor helps him by asking what your favorite flowers are.

•he's also a rambler, but he doesn't go off topic. he tries to keep it simple because he doesn't want to overwhelm you, and it works! he has to physically stop himself from rambling from nerves, though.

•when you accept his confession, he's smiling from ear to ear for a good week.

•his heart melts when he sees that you've put the bouquet he made in a vase, sitting proudly on your kitchen counter.

•audibly sighs from relief when he realized you didn't reject him– and gets embarrassed when he realizes that you heard him.

lacey's notes: guys i've actually never confessed to anyone before so idk...

i'm also running on a 20 oz redbull and two hrs of sleep ignore any spelling/grammar mistakes.

...maybe i'll edit this later (no i wont)

also thank you all for 100 followers yall are crazy ilyilyily

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Hey, could I request Bi Han/Sub Zero romantic headcannons with a male reader who is his right hand man and childhood friend?

Bi-Han / Sub-Zero with a boyfriend who's his childhood friend

Note(s) : I'm gonna be honest, I don't really like him, but I want to try and be a better writer by writing about characters I don't like. Please, give me critiques on how I wrote him!

First of all, he was incredibly moody as a child already, not exactly of his own volition having a dad like his would ruin any kid, so if you can't handle people who are mean on purpose? You'd have a REALLY hard time getting along with him.

Bi-Han was always brooding, in the corner with a frown, he eats with a frown, sleeps frowning, talks to his brother's frowning, the only time he's ever smiling is either in private or when it's just him and Kuai Liang, but it doesn't happen that often any more after his dad died.

To befriend him, you'd either need to be a part of the Lin Kuei, either born into the clan, maybe the son of one of the lower Lin Kuei members, or found and taken in by the clan, or somehow be involved with one of the Lin Kuei's missions.

It's a long and slow process, but even just talking to him once a day will eventually gain a semblance of trust, it'll be hard to show it, and he mostly does by standing next to you and sometimes agreeing with you, but these things will take time.

By your teenage years, you two began training together, maybe he tends to be a little rougher than other Lin Kuei, and maybe he's broken your nose once, twice, possibly even thrice before, but he did apologise, eventually.

He would confide in you about troubles with his brothers, well, he insists that Smoke isn't a brother and more like a stray even though that's just not true, but Bi-Han would be awkward and reserved about talking with you.

He feels that this isn't your business, and not only that, he feels like you just... Wouldn't get it? While he understands you may have issues of your own, his situation is rather unique.

His troubles mainly consist of Kuai Liang and Tomas upholding tradition, Bi-Han believes that his brothers view tradition higher than him, and even though he's grandmaster, that they don't take his opinions into account.

Of course, this is ludicrous, his brothers follow his every word and typically offer little resistance, though, if you try to tell him that he will just storm off and claim he was right all along and that you don't understand. He'll eventually come to his senses and realise what you said was true, but, won't apologise.

If you agree with him, or at least say you do, he'll murmur a gruff complaint about his brother's and then you'll sit in silence for a while.

By the time MK1 rolls around, he's fairly jaded, he doesn't like talking to his own brothers, he dislikes them a fair amount actually, but he still loves them, or, at least he holds love in his heart for Kuai, he still hates Smoke.

Bi-Han doesn't know exactly what he feels for you, he knows it's not friendship, but at the same time, he's never really had friends before, so, he can't be sure. All he understands is that he values you, and more importantly, your opinion, if you disagree with him it may hurt his pride, but please, stay firm, he comes around eventually, only with you.

He wants to wait for something, that maybe proves you may love him, because when that rolls around, he can fully decide whether to act on his emotions or not.

You most likely accompany the trio to stop Shang Tsung, and you'll most likely be there when Bi-Han betrays the Lin Kuei. Obviously, you choose to stay with him, and, it breaks Smoke and Scorpions heart, they may not have known you too well, but, they knew you were one of the only things that would stop him from going down that path.

In a way, you both failed them that day.

Now, after proving your loyalty to him, you're basically his right hand man and oversee a lot of the clan, you train young and old recruits, you maintain a harsh schedule everybody is expected to follow, you help Bi-Han with whatever he needs, and sometimes need to force him to take a day off.

By the way, he won't let you say his actual name, you always have to either call him Sub-Zero or Grandmaster, depending on if you're on a mission or not, his name is personal to him, a core part of his identity, and, until you're closer, he feels awkward letting you call him Bi-Han.

During this, he becomes even more angry, even more distant, even with you, and it may take pushing, reminding him of your childhood spent together, for him to crack.

He won't come crying into your arms, he doesn't beg for forgiveness or want any, he just sits there, and begins to rant. He rants about how he feels like, if he was a better grandmaster, his brothers would have joined him, if he was a better grandmaster, maybe he wouldn't have joined Shang Tsung, and wouldn't have been tempted by his lies.

You hold a hand to his shoulder, and you confess, you tell him what you think about him, how you feel about his temptation into evil by Shang Tsung, and even though he doesn't want forgiveness, you give it.

And, with permission, you hold his hand. It's a small step, but, it's the most contact you two will have together for a long time.

Now, he gives you small smiles in private, nothing wide, but something so tiny it's hard to differentiate from not having an expression at all, he gives you some time off, more than he gives himself, anyway, and more importantly? He feels himself relaxed around you.

Telling a joke that would once make him scoff and walk away now makes him let out a gruff and amused noise, it's a mix between a laugh and breath of air, and he only does it for you.

Dinners with him are less awkward, when before you would sit in silence, hesitantly taking bites from food. You two now chat quietly about your day, each recruit, and sometimes about each other. You can actually enjoy the food and his presence.

He lets you call him Bi-Han now, not in public, but, when you two are alone, in a hallway, in your rooms, having dinner or breakfast privately, whichever situation calls for you two to be alone, he lets you call him by his name, and, it makes him feel vulnerable. It makes him feel loved.

He's always held your opinion in high regard, but now, it's honestly the only one that matters besides his own, and he does, silently, hope you aren't so tempted by power like he is.

Bi-Han may take longer to kiss or cuddle you than what most would consider normal, he loves you, he knows he does now, but, he's nervous, no, he's afraid. He knows he's a rough man, and he knows how uncaring and even violent he is and can come across as, so, naturally, he tries to avoid the subject. He doesn't want to do anything without your consent, but he's also far too afraid to ask.

It will take you to ask him, you'll need to make the first move, and when you do ask him for that first kiss, he gives you that small, hardly noticeable smile, and you both lean in, closing your eyes...

It's awkward. Maybe you know how to kiss, maybe you don't, but Bi-Han definitely doesn't, and, it shows. He feels slightly embarrassed at how lost he is, but, you two can learn together, and even just telling him, hey, maybe it wasn't the best, but, we can learn together, lifts his spirits an unnatural degree.

For the next week, the schedules become less strict for most Lin Kuei members, and any mess ups are met with less harsh, but still kind of harsh, punishments.

Kissing is basically ingrained into your schedule now, once in the morning on the cheek before breakfast, maybe once at lunch if it's a tough day, and always a peck on the lips at night before bed.

It takes less time to cuddle if you've already kissed before, sure, it still takes a bit long, but, so do most things with this man. Maybe it starts with holding his hand, or, sitting on his bed and talking about things, training gets hard sometimes, so perhaps you're just a bit tired.

You look up at him and quietly ask if you can just lay down for a while, or, maybe you just lay down yourself and wait for any objections, either way, he lets you lay down, and eventually, lays down next to you. Your hands hold each other tightly, your head is resting on his shoulder and it feels strangely perfect, despite how stiff his shoulders are.

This becomes semi natural in your schedule, but only after a long day, cuddling each other until you or him are on the brink of sleep, and then you return to your bed. You two still sleep in separate beds, that's just how he prefers things, no matter how much he trusts you, it's just more comfortable.

I'd recommend cuddling in summer, because, he's insanely cold and the winter is not at all suited for cuddle sessions between you two.

It takes a bit for you two to start calling each other 'boyfriend', not because Bi-Han doesn't consider you his lover, and therefore boyfriend, but because he sort of just assumes that kissing, cuddling, all of that, makes you together automatically, and, he doesn't like announcing his relationships.

It's not like he's embarrassed of you, he seriously isn't, but, you're the only person who sees the vulnerable side of him, and he prefers to keep it that way. None of the other Lin Kuei members, god forbid any one else, deserves to know your relationship with each other.

Dates are rare, extremely rare, you two have major responsibilities within the clan, and, Bi-Han doesn't trust anybody enough for them to run it while you two are away, so, the most date-like thing you'll experience is eating dinner together after every one has had theirs and left.

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BACK from the void to present to you: Nico, who wears the most absolutely ridiculous socks ever because no one can see them.

Gods, he has so many.

Most of them are thick and warm for maximum comfort, and they go up to just under his knees with the stupidest little things and patterns on them. For summer, he has an equally impressive collection of crew socks that are still thick enough to not get easily worn out, but don't make him sweat buckets trudging under the sun.

Nico knows that he'll forever be a collector at heart but it's not like he wanted to choose socks of all things as his next prized possessions. He didn't wake up one day and decide "man, these things are pretty great, let's go amass an army's worth of SOCKS!" It just happened. He had no control over that. They just feel nice, okay. And perhaps the colour combos and sheer variety of everything makes him happy.

Is it kind of embarrassing? Yeah. Would he cease to exist if anyone found out? Holy shit, maybe. But it's not like anyone has been able to tell underneath his daily go-to of heavy jeans and combat boots, so he's been in the clear so far.

Until he gets distracted for a split second while sparring with Percy and riptide cuts a huge slash across his leg.

Nico's fast, so he's able to jump back just enough so that the sword barely catches any flesh, but his jeans unfortunately don't come out unscathed.

"Keep your head in the game, Neeks!" Percy teases with a grin. He's got an annoying glint in his eye to match and Nico just knows he's about to say something worse. "No matter who walks in."

And—shit. Nico feels his face flush scarlet despite him screaming internally at his body to not react. He pointedly does not look at the new blob of neon scrubs sitting next to Kayla in the stands. "Shut up, Jackson. Like you're any better when Annabeth so much as blinks at you."

Percy shrugs. "Hey man, at least I acknowledge it."

And—fine, he does. Nico will give him that. Jackson was peak levels of embarrassing about his girlfriend on a good day.

"I think you should go get that patched up," Percy smirks. He then makes a big show of squinting at the stands, pulling a similar face that Jason makes trying to read highway signs without his glasses. Basically, he looks really fucking stupid. "Impeccable timing, too! Whaddya know? There seems to be a free medic right there."

One day, Nico will kill him. It'll fix almost all of his problems, and gods know he'll always have too many at any given point in time. But he'll do it. Maybe Annabeth will even take pity and give him a pass.

Before Nico can even open his mouth and retort with something snarky, Percy raises his hands and hollers. "Hey, Will! The King here is in need of some dire medical attention!"

"No, I'm not!" Nico shouts when Will's eyes grow wider. "Nothing happened, I'm fine."

Percy snorts and claps him on the shoulder. "As if that's worked before. Good luck, little man. Same time tomorrow?"

And he doesn't wait for a response, just gives a one-handed salute and begins to make his way to the stands. Percy says something to Will as they pass by each other and Will's brows furrow.

One day.

"What happened?" Will asks as he jogs over. His blond curls rise and fall with every step and if you zeroed in on only them, the loose coils look like they're in zero gravity. Bouncing with an impossible grace as they get closer and closer.

Not that Nico was looking. Or that he'd even noticed at all. Man, is it getting hotter here? He should definitely drink some water soon.

"Nico?" Will waves a slow hand in front of his face. "You alright? Percy said his sword mostly caught your jeans, but you never know."

"Huh?" Nico chokes. Right, this is the dire medical attention part.

Will gives him a wobbly smile, like he's trying not to laugh but failing miserably. "Okaaay then. Can I check your leg?"

"Um, sure."

He's still so out of it that he doesn't hear his subconscious screaming at him why Will kneeling down to lift the denim is a terrible, horrible idea.

Nico feels the lithe fingers carefully cut down the fabric with scissors that have seemingly appeared from nowhere. He feels them gently peel back his jeans with a confident precision, minimizing the disturbance to the wound. He hears the faintest of gasps and he feels the other boy go completely still.

He tilts his head down to see what the issue is—surely Percy hadn't slashed him that bad—and then, like a statue, he freezes in place too.

In the most obnoxious shade of yellow possible, rows of mischievous rubber ducks beam back at both of them. He says mischievous because they've got annoying smirks and eyebrows strong enough to rival the Stoll brothers on the first of April. Which is quite a concerning amount. The smallest flecks of red from his cut take the whole "sinister menaces" thing to an unholy level.

Neither of them breathe for the next 30 seconds. Or maybe it's 30 years. Hell, if Nico knows now, his damn heart stopped working properly ages ago.

Then, either his saving grace or the final nail in his coffin, Will sucks in another shaky mouthful of air and clears his throat.

"You know," he starts, scarily neutral. Not a single waver in his voice. "I'm beginning to think Kayla's got a point."

Kayla talks a lot, running through an average 5 conversation topics in a record of 7 minutes with Nico himself, so that narrows it down by exactly nothing. "Uh, about what?"

Will doesn't reply, simply carrying on with cleaning and dressing his injury like he hadn't said anything. It drives Nico crazy, but he knows Will's priorities, so he holds his tongue. Will had drilled them into Nico's brain during his first infirmary stay; treat first, talk second.

So he waits. He lets Will dab the tiniest bit of nectar across the cut and wipe away blood. After a minute or two, his leg is wrapped neatly with a bandage, and suddenly, there's no more treating to be done.

"We're matching," Will finally says.

Nico blinks. Because—what.

"I mean, it's a slightly different shade, but eh, close enough to count."

Nico breaks out of his stupor when Will traces one of the ducks with his nail. Soft but accurate, light but impossible to ignore, like everything else he does.

"Yellow?" Nico whispers. He can't seem to muster up his voice to be louder than that.

Will looks up at him with a particular glint in his eye, and Nico's heart stops a second time.

"Mhm," he grins, dusting his knees as he stands up. He winks and it has no right to kickstart the thumping in Nico's chest. "Same wavelength."

"You're ridiculous," Nico lightly shoves at Will's shoulder and prays that his face isn't burning red.

Will just laughs and catches his hand, holding it in place. "Sure, but I'm also right."

"Are not."

"Are too."

"Are n—"

"Okay," Will interrupts, "I hate to break it to you, Neeks, but we're both wearing obnoxious shades of yellow. You've got the added bonus of sly rubber duckies, and my scrubs glow in the dark. Ergo, we're both ridiculous and both on the same wavelength."

Gods, who the hell says, "ergo". Why is Nico so enamoured with such an idiot.

"And how, exactly, does Kayla have a point here?" Nico sighs, ignoring that his hand is still on Will's shoulder and that Will is still holding it there. He'll take his silent wins as they come.

Now, Will's cheeks become a rosy red. It makes Nico want to trace a finger around his freckles to check if his skin has become warmer, too.

"Well..." He trails off. He glances down to Nico's leg again, where some of the damn ducks are peeking out behind his jeans.

With a grounding deep breath, Will shuts his eyes for a moment. When they open, he meets Nico's gaze head on, calm yet confident once more.

He's beautiful like this, like he always is.

Against his own will, Nico smiles. Will shines underneath the sun and his stupid blond curls are golden.

"She said we're soulmates. And I think she's right about that."

And Nico thinks she's right about that, too.

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Chaotic Best Friend Headcanons with Hidan

Tags/Warnings: No Reader Pronouns, Canon-Typical Themes and Violence, Partying, Mutual Physical Violence, Name Calling (bitch/asshole/bastard)

𓆃 It quite literally doesn't matter how many brain cells you have on your own. It doesn't even matter if you have a completely different demeanor to Hidan.

𓆃 When you're together, you pass one (1) brain cell back and forth, and the base of your friendship is mutually doing stupid shit together.

𓆃 Hidan will suggest ditching an Akatsuki meeting while someone's mid-monologue, and all it takes for him to start heading toward the door is a nod and a shrug from you.

𓆃 You're constantly dip from places without warning. It's become common knowledge to keep an eye on you, but then again, if someone's keeping an eye on the both of you, it'll only encourage more of your antics.

𓆃 You're constantly hitting each other, or at least trying to. If Hidan says something stupid, it's within the nature of your friendship that you just slap him. Punch him if it's really stupid.

𓆃 He's not afraid to break out the weaponry if you're having a serious fued. All kinds of injuries are fair game.

𓆃 But no matter how heated your argument gets, they never last for long. You're making up pretending nothing happened almost an hour later, if that.

𓆃 If anything, you'll talk about the injuries you gave each other in a half-complaint and half with admiration.

𓆃 You're almost never separated, and the time you spend together is usually spent playing made-up games with obscure rules.

𓆃 One of these games, most commonly played on missions, includes the highest kill count per outing which includes bonus points based on where the kill shot landed.

𓆃 This game has been outright banned by the leadership, because oftentimes to even the score, you make kills that are outside of the target demographic.

𓆃 Not to mention how at least Hidan tends to call out his points loudly.

𓆃 He oftentimes needs his calculations corrected, and will turn combative when you imply that his numbers are lower than they actually are.

𓆃 It's likely that you'll end up engaging in combat with each other until you inevitably realize that your catch got away. Then, it's an even more insufferable game of chasing the same target.

𓆃 The survivor will meet their end while you're fighting over them.

𓆃 You'll also bicker constantly over information, whether it's right, and what the details are. Doing tasks together is almost impossible given how often Hidan misunderstands basic information.

𓆃 But for as much as you fight with each other, no one should dare fuck with either of you and expect to survive.

𓆃 Sure, Hidan can call you an asshole and a bitch, but if that random guy at the bar dares call you names, Hidan isn't wasting any time making a killing blow.

𓆃 "Hey! I'm the only bastard who can call that asshole a bitch!"

𓆃 Hidan's also down to roll with whatever idea you ever have. If you want to go burn a whole village down because your date stood you up, Hidan is picking himself off the couch and grabbing his cloak because, "What else is he going to do?"

𓆃 He's also 100% ride or die and willing to go along with the longest plans if it means fun. 3 day bender? Hidan's not doing anything else.

𓆃 Don't want to go to the club alone? Hidan already knows the bartender and can get you free drinks.

𓆃 Want to make your ex jealous and pretend you have a new boyfriend, Hidan is down for a photoshoot.

𓆃 He can be a little too ride or die. He's bound to get arrested at some point for picking fights, but it's undeniable that he makes plenty of exceptions for you and your word.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: The soundtrack for theses headcanons is "Aliyah's Interlude - IT GIRL" on repeat. I had to find this song to write these headcanons to and I set it on loop until I was done.

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You know I had this real random au I made on discord on my other account that I logged out of and subsequently lost!

Where Vlad was a priest and Plasmius is his contractually obligated partner.

Except, said contract is actually 50-50 all the way on the scale of a good deal, but meh.

So baaaaaaasically, Plasmius was (I think) a demon that appeared before Vlad while he was in the hospital suffering from Ecto-acne and basically gave him a:

"Bind yourself to me or die."

Offer.

Like, literally. Vlad became Plasmius' vessel in the mortal world and Vlad is free to live his life. Well, whenever Plasmius wasn't living his life that is.

Which is pretty rare but anyways.

Vlad was a goddamn workaholic who spent most of his time working away on whatever little thing he could, before the rest of that time was spent with Plasmius taking over his body and doing whatever he wanted.

Most of which, due to having a mortal vessel and not as durable as his demon body, ended up with Vlad being injured a few times than not before Plasmius got a grasp on what Vlad's body could and couldn't take, well, compared to his other human vessels he's had in the past of course.

Then, a few years later, or whatever, Vlad and Plasmius have been going around killing a multitude of priests. Mostly the ones that have a high position and the like, and having Vlad replace them and work there for a while.

Why?

Because Plasmius wanted to find a suitable vessel for his son.

Which Vlad was totally a-okay, the killing priests part and taking their place he means. Taking over their roles were surprisingly easy, and he's memorized enough verses that he could recite the entire thing back-to-back from book to book with no real difficulty.

Oh, and he also found how to make holy water! And he could even confidently say that it works because, hey! He's literally the guy being possessed right now, and if it works against him then it'll definitely work on your probably possessed child, miss Samantha!

(He doesn't tell about the demon possessing him part of course, because that would be more paint something that most surely works in a negative light.)

It quite literally never even became a thought in his mind to try and use said holy water against, well, you know. The literal demon possessing him.

But hey, Plasmius brought it up once and Vlad just gave him the most, blank-eyed stare he's ever seen, and then just moved on with his life.

And Plasmius?

Well shit, he's realized he's picked a wonderful vessel.

(Usually, they would try to eject or kill him at their first opportunity, which is quite rude since he helped. But y'know, past is past and what not.)

So then comes time, after Vlad's like, 25th switcharoo they managed to find a picture perfect vessel for Plasmius' son, and he's like:

Plasmius: Kill him.

Vlad: What-

Like, kill priests? Sure no problem Vlad legit does not care, but killing a child? Not something he can do, he gets some shade for his decision, of course, but he's adamant about it.

So Plasmius, powerful demon from hell who is used to taking what he wants.

Lets him.

At the cost of the boy becoming his son's newest and first ever vessel of course.

And Vlad was kinda on the fence about this, but due to the contract- in which he stated that he'll do anything so long as he lives- is, well, there, he had to chose between the two.

And that, was how one young Daniel Fenton, was made the vessel of demon going by the name of Phantom.

Of course, he wasn't happy about such a thing, but it was going to happen eventually, so at least compared to the original plan he'll live.

(Can't remember if Danny's fam was alive or not here, so I'll just say they dead as hell in that Nasty Burger explosion. Cept it was more of a celebration thing, and Danny was running a little late on his way there and then BOOM.)

Vlad tries to make Danny as comfortable as possible after the possession, and of course Danny isn't happy about it, give all three of them snark and sass and being a genuine little shit. Except Phantom doesn't like that, and since Danny is the equivalent of a newly gotten toy, it doesn't end well for him.

Mostly, in the form of numerous injuries that leads to Plasmius lecturing his son about how fragile mortals are and some- looking at Vlad- even more fragile than some others

You know, since he was trapped in a bed for years and all that.

So then Plasmius and Danny wander around, dragging their vessels along behind them. Vlad and Danny do get a quiet a bit closer during this time, Vlad explaning that hey, he didn't want to subject a child to his fate, but it was either that or death so.

And that kinda thaws the ice a little between them.

Vlad says that it'll eventually get better, he's been at this for years and Plasmius regards him as either his most loyal henchmen.

Which is an upgrade from being viewed as a pet since he can actually add his opinions now, well, he could before but now Plasmius would actually take them into consideration if Vlad doesn't wanna do this or that.

Danny is very obviously bummed out about that, and also kinda pitying Vlad but is also still dealing with the trauma of his family and friends exploding and then having to share (Not really even THAT) a body with a demon who leaves him injured far more often than not because of his stunts.

Well, you could say he isn't having a good time.

Then, cut to a while later, and Vlad managed to make these things that allow for them to be separated, but not past a certain point.

Why?

Because Vlad was getting tired about Plasmius' wants for his body getting in the way of working through Vladco (a business idea he pitched and Plasmius backed once he found out he needed money) and there's only so much mental calculations he could do before he tries to find a way around this.

Plasmius thought that Vlad was finally about to do the expected 'fight back against the possessor' and was even a little hurt, before realizing that no, said thought still hasn't crossed his host's mind and he's just upset that he couldn't work on Vladco because of Plasmius' need of his body.

Plasmius, once again. Realized he picked a wonderful host, though this time he thinks there may be a little something wrong with him.

But that's okay, he still loves his henchmen regardless.

Meanwhile, Danny and Phantom are ecstatic, more so Phantom than Danny, and instantly use them. Thankfully, unlike the rings Vlad and Plasmius have, they have bracelets, the point extends city wide comfortably, a fair bit while past that if they strain it though.

So, Danny has been having the best time of his life now, able to spend it doing normal teen things instead of stunts that'll injure him or kill him and having fun.

Phantom?

Well.

He joined the Super scene.

If I remember correctly, he was a hero and his father played the villain, mostly because Phantom wanted to play as a hero, but he didn't have a nemesis like everyone else or something so-

Then for Phantom and Dann's birthday (Phantom kinda declared Danny's birthday his because it was the day he came to the mortal plane), Plasmius decided to kidnap various heroes to participate in an escape game that's really just an elaborate ploy for said party.

Some balloons here and there, confetti, a few gifts and a lot of things you wouldn't expect when kidnapped by a villain. Then at the end there was a birthday cake and a Happy birthday sign hung up there.

Then a Tv turned on and it showed Plasmius, sitting there in a classic villain chair with Vlad standing next to him- a surprise to most heroes there since Vladco was relatively clean actually- and then Plasmius going Happy birthday and then waving over at Vlad saying that he planned most of it.

Kidnapping various heroes was his idea, of course.

But everything else, from the design of each room to the traps to gifts and all of that, and Phantom excitedly shouts a thanks Dad and Papa, with Danny giving a quieter thanks Dad, which leaves the two of them shocked. Then Vlad, who was currently standing to Plasmius' side and working through Vladco investments and business opportunities, tries to play it cool but everyone (heroes included) can see the pink dusting his ears.

While Plasmius is just laughing his ass off at Vlad's reaction.

That's all I can remember right now, of course with a few tweaks here and there because, well, you can probably tell why.

Oh right, there was also this funny thing where, because of the matching rings that Vlad made and the two were wearing. The heroes thought they were married lmao.

[limeade-l3sbian]

I've seem some people showing disappointment in the fact that Kurtis Conner is still supporting his friend, Dean, even after all this racist shit (racist tweets, blackface) came up about him. And Kurtis' response was, "Do you really think I'd still be friends with him if he was still like that? He's changed. That was a long time ago. If you don't like him, don't watch him." And my whole thing was...is this surprising?

Kurtis Conner is the definition of "doth protest too much". This grown ass man (that people love to infantilize) must take at least five minutes every video to remind you, "Hey, I'm actually really open minded male feminist and I think that women deserve basic respect. Amiright, ladies?" And he does this because he knows his audience is extremely liberal women.

And I'm not implying that he started off edgy, because he didn't. He's always had that "safe, golden retriever" bullshit persona from the jump. I'm not even implying that the guy is secretly a Nazi or something.

But what I am saying is that he's still a Youtuber. He's still a media figure. He's still a guy making money on how he's perceived. He's the silly man with the mustache and mullet, so you should go see his comedy show and listen to his terrible podcast (it is absolute garbage, he is shit without a script). Media personas will always give you the version of themselves that sells the most.

"But why aren't you shitting more on the guy who actually did the blackface?" Because people already did! He got "cancelled" for something completely unrelated a while ago and this only affirmed people's dislike of him. He's never really come back since. And not to mention, he's not even really that big of an internet "celeb." Most, if not all, of his exposure came from Kurtis. Kurtis brought him on his channel, and Kurtis went on tour with him.

This generally happens with white feminists (male and female). They will go to war over slights and attacks against the LGBT, but because they have no true connection to racism, don't hold as much ire for it beyond what is socially acceptable.

They might speak out against it online, but it's not crossing their mind all that much once they click "post". But more internally, they might also be thinking, "Was it even that serious?"

And listen. Nothing is going to happen to Kurtis Conner. He's going to be fine. He'll apologize for something like "I'm sorry if you felt like I didn't care" or whatever and then it'll be business as usual. 2+ million views a video and all that stuff.

But I just found it interesting that people were surprised he was defending Dean. Don't put your trust into media personalities. Because that is what they're selling to you. A personality. And nowhere in this social contract did they ever insinuate it was their real one.

[arokel]

10 questions for 10 writers

thank you so much for the tag @strangethings-everywhere ! secretly I've always wanted to do one of these

1. Is writing a hobby or a way of life?

Way of life for sure; I'm basically never not thinking about it. I start to feel awful and purposeless if I go too long without writing at least something.

2. A journal full of notes or a clean completed manuscript?

Clean completed manuscript, unfortunately. I wish I could be less persnickety about my first drafts but so far that hasn't happened. I do sometimes make extensive outlines though and those are always by hand, but they're usually pretty clean too :/ no scribbly scribbly for me

3. Who or what inspired your writing?

I've been writing since I was five years old and telling stories since I could talk, so I guess I'll say that when I was first reading chapter books I asked my parents why books always have a few blank pages at the end and they said it was so you had space to continue the story yourself if you wanted. They made it up on the spot and they don't remember saying it at all, but it's always stuck with me.

4. Which is worse: Someone you ‘idolize’ reading your first draft or listening to you sing?

Listening to me sing, 100%. I post my barely-edited first drafts on ao3 all the time lmao. But I also feel like with a first draft it's easy to say hey this is a first draft, if there's stuff you don't like I'm happy to hear criticism! Whereas with singing, that's just your voice. You can practice the song but at some point whether they like it or not just comes down to something about you that you can't change. (Although I am a hashtag classically trained singer so my feelings of needing to live up to that might not be universal.) (Don't ask me to sing opera for you because I don't actually like opera.)

5. Has writing from someone else’s POV changed your perspective?

I think most of the perspective changes that have come out of stories have been from reading for me? Like the first time I was really exposed to the idea of transness was a Harry Potter fic (suck on that, JKR) and that obviously really stuck with me. But I think the desire to write from queer povs really helped me come to terms with my own sexuality, maybe more than actually doing it. I guess writing narrative essays, which I do less frequently than straight up fiction, is usually a way for me to explore things I feel about myself and about the world.

6. Tumblr, AO3, LiveJournal, or FFN?

AO3 foreverrrrrrr. I was on ffn in my misspent youth and Very briefly on lj, but ao3 has been my home since 2014 and it would take a lot to get me to move.

7. AO3 word count? And are you satisfied with it?

646,046, and soon enough it'll jump another 100,000. Honestly not sure how I feel about that.

8. What movie/book gripped you irrevocably?

I will never not love Tamora Pierce's Tortall series. I know they're kind of dated and don't hold up in some places, but they've been in my bloodstream so long that they're basically a part of my understanding of the world. They shaped so much of my ideas on literature - how to create compelling characters and relationships, what makes a world believable, what fantasy even is - and honestly I think they're responsible for about 50% of my sense of humor and at least a quarter of my relationship to gender. They were my first fandom and in the end I'll always come back to them.

9. What’s the highest compliment you could ever be given, and have you been given it?

One of my plays deals with a very difficult emotional subject and is quite frankly pretty depressing the whole way through, and after the premiere a friend of mine came up to me and said "it was so so funny; I was laughing the entire time." That's what I always want my writing to do, not so much in fic but out in the world - I want to give people catharsis, and I hope they leave the reading or viewing experience feeling a little better than they did going in. And also I want people to laugh at my jokes.

10. What defines your writing style?

Can I say inconsistency? No but really it's definitely dialogue. I struggle with descriptive prose sometimes, but I never have to work at dialogue. I think it's my strongest area and people always tell me it's snappy (thank you Tamora Pierce). Other than that uhh... too many commas probably.

tagging @violasmirabiles @fregata-magnificens @kjxlll @borealopelta @uwu-dowoon @teaforarteza @icegreyrose @shadowquill17 @ris-d-deridex and using my 10th tag for anyone else who wants to participate!

[thessalian]

Thess vs Understanding Asexuality

Sometimes I go on Reddit. Sometimes it goes ... interestingly.

There was an AITA post - a guy started going out with a girl and he found out about a month in that she was ace. No mention was made about whether she knew when she first started seeing him or she figured it out at the point that she told him. Either way, he thought, "Well, it'll be fine, she'll get more comfortable with me and get over it!"

Spoiler: she did not get over it. He was upset because she would masturbate on occasion but was not interested in sex with him.

So basically he was asking if he would be the asshole if he broke up with her because she wouldn't have sex with him. Okay, some of the ways both parties handled things wasn't ideal, but no - that doesn't make anybody the asshole. That makes them sexually incompatible, and breaking up is for the best. So I said that, and added my own experience on the matter. Because, seriously, I didn't even know that asexuality existed for a long, long time. And every single one of my romantic relationships imploded as a result. Because I assumed that the sexual feeling was somewhere in the romantic feeling, but I was very, very wrong. And if I'd known then what I know now, I probably wouldn't have got into those relationships in the first place, and if I'd found out during those relationships, I would have broken up with them, so they could find someone who could meet their needs. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I just didn't get it, because the assumption is always that romantic feelings and sexual feelings go hand in hand.

Now, of the few responses I got, most of them were pretty affirming. But one? Oooooooooh that one. That one was, "There's a word for romantic feelings without sexual feelings - it's called friendship".

...Which ... noooooooooo? At least, not ever in my experience. The way I feel about my friends and the way I've felt about my romantic partners has been very, very different. I don't want to kiss my friends. I don't want to ... well, be romantic with my friends. Yes, the best romantic relationships have friendship at their core (I still believe that if you did not marry your best friend, you did you and your spouse a disservice), but ... there's such a difference between how I felt about my last partner and how I feel about the folks in my D&D group, who are almost certainly my best friends in the whole wide world. I can't entirely explain how it's different, but it's different.

I mean, that whole theory doesn't make sense anyway. If you can be sexually attracted to someone without being romantically attracted to someone, why couldn't it go the other way around? Seems perfectly logical to me. To this individual, not so much.

I guess that's the whole problem in the end, and why being ace is so hard. Like, you assume that the romantic feelings and the sexual feelings go hand in hand because that is what basically the entire fucking world is telling you, and then you find out that no, you're having the romantic feelings but you don't want sex, or maybe only occasionally want sex, or aren't really all that keen on sex in general but will have it sometimes because hey, why not? And then somebody tells you that no, apparently you've never had romantic feelings because ... well, because romantic feelings and sexual feelings go hand in hand and are you seeing the vicious cycle here?

I would love to have a romance. I want someone to kiss and cook for and snuggle up to and shower with confetti on the public streets while shouting "It's BEST PARTNER IN THE WORLD DAY!" But because of shit like this, I figure it's never going to actually happen. It's too hard to navigate that minefield, and I burned myself and others too many times when I didn't understand that romantic love could live apart from sexual attraction, and it doesn't feel worth it, however sad that makes me. For all that my relationships imploded, I did love all my partners, and I wish I'd known that I was ace before I got involved with them, as much to spare them the ugliness of how those relationships ended as to spare me all that. And it wasn't the same love I have for my besties. They're like my siblings. It's love, but it's not romantic. I know what romantic love feels like, even if little shits like that one say I don't, or can't, or whatever.

I try to be kind to people like that. I mean, I won't put up with their bullshit, but I get that it's hard for them too. You can't describe a negative. When you describe an empty box, you're describing the box, not the nothing that's inside it. So all they have to go on when I try to describe the nothing is what their box looks like.

Still pisses me off, though. So I said the thing about how romantic love and platonic friend-love have always felt like two entirely different things to me. I didn't want to speak for anyone else; it didn't seem fair. No responses to that one, but eh. It's not like those kinds of people believe asexuals about what they feel or don't feel anyway...

[tectco]

Hello, just wanna start this off by saying that I love your art. I've decided to ask my favourite artists for art tips as I wanna get into it, but no matter what I do it never looks right. So, any tips?

WARNING YOU JUST OPENED THE FLOOD GATES GET READY FOR A LONG ASS POST

WOOOOO BOY, first off huge fucking compliment i honestly didn't think i was anyone's favorite artist (despite what my friends say) and i find it super cool of you to try and draw

Anddd nowww the cowards will run out as soon as you read more

okay so first things first, disclaimer! I AM NO PROFESSIONAL BY ANY STANDARDS, IM JUST SUPER INTERESTED IN ART, DO NOT TAKE MY WORDS AS GOSPEL AND YOU DO NOT NEED TO TAKE MY WORDS OF ADVICE (you didnt say i was but just to cover my ass)

I am still learning as an artist so this will just be advice that helped me, lets just hope i can remember what got me here, and this will be just me jotting down my thoughts as they come so maybe im not the best person to come to about this (i may repeat what other people say in terms of art so bare with me)

SO WITHOUT ANYMORE DISCLAIMER! YOU WANT ART TIPS FROM ME? WELL GET READY FOR SOME BULLSHIT FROM A PERSON WHO'S BEEN SO ARTSY FARTSY IN THEIR ENTIRE LIFE AND HAS NO IDEA WHAT THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT, WELL COME INTO THE SHIT TRAIN!!

Now i dont know if you are an intermediate artist, beginner, need help in specific areas or whatever the hell else but! here's the three main points i always wanted to scream at artists who are just starting out!

Your art WILL look like shit in the beginning

References and inspiration are YOUR FRIEND

DONT be afraid to trace

(I know I know this feels like regurgitated and it probably is BUT HEY STICK WITH ME)

does your art looks fucking trash? THATS GOOD!! KEEP DRAWING!! My art looked fucking ugly when i started and some might say (me) it still does, but thats okay!! You learn more and more from just drawing without any tips, art is a pure skill that builds up, do not be discouraged!! The point of art isn't to be the greatest in the world, it's to be at peace with what you create so if your art looks good to you and you are in a happy place in your progress, you are basically successful in my eyes at least (this doesn't mean to quit learning obviously but it'll come in time, be patient, do not push yourself! that's how you stop loving art and we don't want that happening!)

Ever find yourself asking "man why the fuck does (include art shit here) not look accurate??" well here's a tip, USE REFERENCES! DO NOT BE LIKE ME WHERE YOU JUST WING IT OR ELSE YOU'LL BE CRYING OVER YOUR DRAWING TABLET LIKE I DID AT SOME POINT!! Pay attention to the shapes of the reference, break it down and draw over it if you need to, shapes are very important in art and you need to be able to draw whatever you want in the most basic forms (im no good example of this, i really need to practice more aughhh). As well as references, inspiration is KEY!!! Everything is inspired off each other, nothing is original, so steal from your favorite artists!! Look at their speedpaints, look at how they use colors, analyze how they draw anatomy in their style, see how they use shapes, etc etc, learn from who you consider are the "greats of their times"!! USE ALL THE INSPIRATION YOU HAVE AT YOUR FINGERTIPS!!LITERALLY COPY THEM IF YOU WANT EVEN IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DID THAT, YOU'LL LEARN WITH TIME!! just whatever you do, don't compare yourself so heavily against other artists, i know its hard, i do it myself even! If there is an artist who has a style you so so want, don't crumble if you can't draw in their style perfectly, you'll never win against someone in their art style. I suggest taking inspiration from multiple artists and mashing them together until it looks good in your eyes!!

That actually leads me to my next point! TRACING IS OKAY!! Now obviously I do not mean directly tracing over like some lines, showing it off/posting it and calling it completely original. I mean tracing over the references i mentioned before, or like what i said before, i believe you should actually trace from your favs! (don't call it original like i said before), tracing can help build memory on how to draw certain things like how i took a photo of my hands before, traced them, and then put it to the side to redraw it, making me understand futher how hands work! OR like how i traced a piece of art that i liked to understand how the artist drew their bodies, tracing is used by total professionals in the industry so do not be afraid!! You have total permission from me to trace my art and learn how to draw my wack ass bodies

and for a little extra bit, little bit of a hot take (I'm actually not sure how much of a hot take this is), i don't think you HAVE to learn the fundamentals to get into art. NOW BEFORE YOU RUN OFF SCREAMING AND SHITTING, IM NOT SAYING YOU DON'T NEED THE FUNDAMENTALS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!! I'm just saying that if you want to get into art as a complete hobbyist and just want to draw to yknow draw and be happy, you should just go for it! Again don't make art something you hate! I completely encourage learning the fundamentals but don't ever feel like you're failing just because you don't, get into it when you have the time! be patient with yourself, this goes for any hobby/skill but just sink some time into it, i promise you will get further in you hobby than if you push and rush yourself into complete burn out

OH AND HERES MY ULTIMATE TIP! THERE IS NO WRONG WAY TO DO ART!!

Uhhh i think that's everything? Im not exactly sure how comprehensible this is or how the spelling is since i am not beta reading this! But apologies if this wasn't what you were looking for! (if anybody even read this far) and i hope that if you asked your other favorite artists they answered with anything better than whatever this is! I wish you alot of luck in your art journey and thank you for giving me an excuse to talk about art! OH AND REMEMBER TO TAKE BREAKS

[kyne-grotto]

Round 1 Match 1: Silhouette vs. Soulthirst Sans

Left: 

Name: Silhouette ("Silo")

Age: 24-28 (still deciding..)

Job: N/A; he would be a technician or builder if he had one as building technology is a hobby of his.

How He Comes Off to Most People: Most people will see him as arrogant, smug, and a risk-taker. Which he is all those things... So basically a pra-

Has He Ever Flushed a Hotdog: Silo stares at this question, looking at it for a good solid 5 minutes. "...What?" (No lol he has never flushed a hotdog... Either down a toilet or down his throat. He'd see it as unsanitary pft-)

Favorite Colors: Although his color scheme is black and lilac, he actually likes the colors teal and maroon... Though he's also blackmailed himself that he likes black and lilac, so who knows?

Has He Ever Killed Before: N/A or a very small amount of non-important characters cough- He does fight a good amount though.

Does he play an instrument: Not that I know of; but he would probably play the piano.

Entrance:

Silo ends up kicking the door open as streamers of light go off from two seeming 'speakers.'

"Your winner has arrived!" Silo would announce, striking a pose. A few moments would pass and the lights as well as his pose casually dropped. It seems he was the first to arrive, and the person at the desk looked unamused. Silo abruptly tapped something on his gloves, the 'speakers' turning into two small 'gaster blasters' as he strolled to the desk to sign in.

"Why hello there.... Did everyone forget to show up or do I win?" The desk clerk looks unamused, but gives him a slot. He gave a dashing smile and thanks to the desk clerk, who just rolled their eyes. He then turned to the right, sitting down on one of the comfy chairs as he took out his phone, the facade dropping. Although he seemed to just be biding time, the phone also was scanning the area for any power sources or important building materials... Hey, if he didn't win he wanted to at least take something from here! Right:

Name: Sans (soulthirst)

Age: older than 20, younger than 30 (idk it's never stated in undertale)

Job: N/A

How He Comes Off to Most People: Stressed out, Sad, On edge

Has He Ever Flushed a Hotdog: No

Favorite Colors: Black (like the void)

Has He Ever Killed Before: Probably (dark things happen in soulthirst)

Does he play an instrument: No

Entrance:

He's gonna nervously go get something to eat, but he ain't got no money, so it's gonna be very awkward and it'll finish with a shrug and an (oh well hehe-)

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Silhouette by MajjesticSquid

Soulthirst Sans by Mistdrawz

The poll booth will close at 9PM CDT on 10/3/2023: www.deviantart.com/grotto-kay/…

[bunny-hoodlum]

Saw you mention ADHD inattentive? And I had not heard the specific kind of adhd but what you described sounds true to me (also can’t do a diagnosis right now). But I’d consider myself a very creative person. I want to create freely like I did as a child, improve, and excel but I struggle with the motivation. I end up scrolling on my phone or watching tv. How do you manage that or deal with it without being hard on yourself? Thank you for your time!

So I've been looking into ADHD more seriously in the past three years. I've had bouts of anhedonia and the most recent one last for two years and it got to the point where I couldn't even watch or read two-seconds of anything without it feeling utterly painful and I had no idea what the hell that was about. But I at least had the awareness after it happened often enough that my attention span was fucked and I genuinely didn't seen to latch onto or enjoy anything anymore and I thought 'Wow, guess this is adulthood for me, sheesh'.

I also thought back to myself as kid growing up, some things I knew I did and some things I did that had been told me. Apparently my dad thought I might be autistic when I was 4, but never followed up on that. Nobody cared that I was a good test taker but rarely ever turned in homework. Oh, ooh, she must just not care, wah. My mom told me stories as an infant that align with me being an HSP baby, and I def have Rejection Dysphoria which is kinda getting better but sometimes still results in petty Splitting spirals. 😅

Sorry, none of this has to do with your question but maybe it'll useful to someone else. 😅

So the funny thing is, I am not addicted to social media. 😭 I barely use it. So I don't have anything personal I provide about that, but you could try going minimal on your phone. Just dummy the hell out of it. Remove apps, etc. I know companies be breaking how their shit works on mobile browser, at least for me, the site gets app-blocked basically. "Open in App", "Get our App", ugh. 🙄😮‍💨 But when you make distractions harder to get to, you can readjust your reliance on it. Backtracking slightly, I used this method to cut off my 'addiction' to Reddit. I still rly don't get hooked on socmed otherwise. 🤔 I always bookmark stuff or keep the tabs open, and say I'll get to it later. 😅 I'm always accruing things for myself or some creative endeavor. I kinda relate to Markiplier in that way, that the only time he hangs with his friends or makes friends is if it's during a project. His whole life rotates around the next idea and the next idea. 😅 Forgive me, I'm rambling quite a bit.

Tldr; make distractions more inconvenient, lol.

If you feel like your symptoms are unmanageable, their could be other disorders that you need to take care of. Some ADHD-havers need stimulants and others need anti-depressants.

I'm a stimulant-type. I started taking a $30 B-complex supplement when I noticed that Monster energy made me feel better. I get high caffeine blend plus 2 shots of espresso from my preferred gas station. As a female, I had to pay attention to my PMS symptoms making me sleepier than ever. Some shit got out of balance and I was a goner for the following two weeks.

Your next question about not beating yourself up. My suggestion is trying meditation, maybe getting an ONO roller or something like it, something to make your hands busy when you're trying to devote your attention to something. Just focus on clearing away the background processes of anxiety in your internal task manager and try to visualize how you'll feel when you get that thing done.

Like, I still procrastinate on folding the laundry. It'll literally take me 20 mins or less and I can watch videos while I do it, but I just don't for rly no good reason. 😅 But it's better to feel guilty while doing the thing you've been avoiding, then feeling better after becuz it's done. And then maybe the guilt lessens becuz you've created this routine and positive association, 'Hey, I can do this thing. Hey, this actually takes no time at all.' You know?

I'm no expert and everyone's experience is different. But I recommend looking into it more for yourself. The HowToADHD channel is a pretty good one to start with. They are like the definitive channel for sure. I know that Dr. K put out smthn a couple years ago as well, but all in all, you can only do your best and try to retrain how you do things. There's stuff too like the Pomodoro Effect... 🤔 Just try to find what works for you! Even rn I'm so distracted with writing that I haven't been drawing at all, so I'm just managing myself, pretty much just scraping by. 😅

Oh yeah, I started opening all the cabinets to make putting dishes away easier. Idk if that's useful to you, lol. ADHD requires quirky solutions, haha.

Sorry this turned out so long! I'm wishing you all the luck! 🙏🤗

[perpetual-fool]

Limbo

Had another exchange with Cat. It seemed like she might've been willing to explain things this time. At least, that she'd provide some clue. She did not. I don't even know what she was saying. And that's really not okay. I was considering, back at the beginning, with the first person I ever trusted. What should have been the turning point and made it very, very clear that things were not going to work, was her refusal to understand anything I was saying. And concretely, her refusal to confirm with me what she thought I meant. Hypothetically, I'd say something like "I don't like chocolate, but I like things with chocolate in them" and she'd say something like "Oh, I know what you mean". Whatever, I'm wasting my time explaining. Effective communication would entail the sending party sharing the abstract pattern as well as a concrete example, and the receiving party confirming by at least rephrasing the abstract in a non-trivial way. Like, just replacing words with synonyms and parroting it back defeats the purpose. And I can't even attempt to confirm with Cat because she hasn't given me enough to work with. She's been keeping me floating in limbo, perpetually unclear on what exactly she's saying. I'm starting to think it's intentional. I'm not willing to keep going along with it.

And hey, that's kind of the whole problem: others constantly poisoning my ability to understand even the most mundane things for some reason.

Further, I think I've been getting strung along with pretty much all my behavior. My internet connection went down for a bit, a little while ago. Maintenance or something probably. It forced me to stop and think about what I was wanting to do. And yeah, it's my lifeline to the only companionship I have and I'm insecure if it's not there even though I'm not going to talk with her again for at least a week. But being desperate for this constant stream of information, I think I'm doing the same thing I do with people. I think I'm feeling like things almost make sense, and that if I get just a little more information on the subject (any subject) then it'll all come together. But in my two decades or so of being online that has never happened. And similarly, that's not how figuring things out would work. Like, say there was a video where a guy was explaining what he thinks is the best way to stack cups. What happens is like "you want to stack left to right, for optimal stackability" but he never defines what 'stackability' means, and intuitively you would assume 'ease of stacking' except that that doesn't reduce down to a single concept and so doesn't really mean anything. (I'm not elaborating on that further, see "stopping power" if curious.) But a genuine explanation would lay out each concept step by step. Like "when you place a cup down this way, the base is wider which makes it more stable more stable, so it's less likely to get knocked over. Next…" et cetera. Or say, when I'm trying to figure out a game, the design intent of each element should be obvious at a glance. Like, I've been comparing New Vegas' skill system to VTM:B. In Bloodlines it's very straightforward: when you complete a quest you get a point, you choose where to put the point, and in so doing indirectly choose which way the story unfolds. But in NV it's very fuzzy, the points required are generally inconsistent so you don't know how much is enough. And I'm tempted to consider what the point of that is, but as I'm saying, that line of reasoning is a trap. (Also I might be misremembering Bloodlines, which I've never played myself.)

But yeah, the basics of how a thing works should be immediately obvious, else they're probably not there.

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How do you think the Rise turtles would react to a person that’s impenetrable to manipulation? They have a memory of steel too, so gaslighting is also a no. If one of them makes a comment like, “Your friends shifty, I don’t trust them” they’re like “bffr I’ve known them since 1st grade”. And when their friend is like, “hey (turtle) threatened me to stay away from you…” all timid bc they don’t think y/n’ll believe them, but they DO, bc they’ve seen signs of the turtles being crazy and they’ve slowly backed away from them. They finally cut them off with no warning and will fight TOOTH and NAIL to ensure both theirs and their friend’s safety. Like, I’m talking they have weapons at the ready bc they KNOW just how dangerous the turtles can be. Anyways, thanks for reading my ramble, I hope this wasn’t too much of an inconvenience

Rambles are fun! Especially if they're about my hyperfixation(s)~

Feeling a bit sad so what am I gonna do? That's right, write about my favorite characters.

Tw: violence, mentions of murder, kidnapping, unhealthy glorifying, and obv manipulation

Turtles with MC who isn't Affected by Manipulation

(Before I move on with the headcanons, a reminder that only Leo tends to manipulate, maybe a little bit of Mikey, but mostly our blue homosexual)

✦Raph✦

He doesn't manipulate in the first place. In fact, if he's too far in his dependency, he can be the one manipulated.

However, if you can see any problems (his clinginess and violent nature) and distance yourself from him, it'll cause havoc.

The person he adores so much is leaving him! That can't happen at all!

If he's calm enough, he'll stalk you until he knows exactly what weapons they hold. Then, he strikes at your most vulnerable moment; sleeping, and relaxing are when it'll be.

If he goes full-on rampage, it could go two ways. Either you kill him, or he destroys your defenses and kidnaps you to the lair.

He won't stop until he's hugging and snuggling you again. Even if it means he's injured in the process.

I know it's not explicitly stated in the show (or at least I don't remember it being) that he has separation anxiety. So distancing yourself basically means death to those around you and a big reptilian teddy bear who never leaves your side.

"I'll never let go! I can't even bear to think about it!"

✦Leo✦

You already know he's busting out the big guns.

Right away, he's going to teleport you to a locked room or the lair in general. While he does so, he's going to take your weapons away, so now you're helpless in that term.

If you fight him with only fists and legs he'll tie you up and watch you tire yourself out. It's amusing to him, knowing very well everything would be easier if you just let in. Let him take care of you, let him show you that he's not useless and suited to serve you.

"There's no reason to struggle...I only want to keep you safe, keep you happy, keep you away from people who dirty you."

Then he's going try the manipulate you until your own mind tricks you into thinking that "this is the way it's supposed to be". He is definitely not the most patient person, but if it's with you, he'll do whatever it takes.

(Ok maybe I kinda got indulgent but it's fine. Everything is fine)

✦Danielston III✦

First of all, he's the most lucid of the four, so he's already planned out many solutions to several scenarios. Which can only mean he's prepared for what's coming to him.

By the time you start gathering your defenses and start separating yourself from him, he's already got your room set up in the lair and has microbots ready to destroy the weapons.

So when you wake up in an exquisitely comfortable room and vulnerable to everything. He'll begin talking about how there is a rational reason for his actions and that you aren't seeing it from the right perspective.

He tells no lies, only dark thoughts.

Also, not to mention that he has military-grade bombs and missiles.

"I don't get why you even try to overpower me when I not only have the best tech you'll ever witness but the fact I have the advantage over you: both intellectually and physically."

✦Mikey✦

I think he's the most likely to manipulate after Leo.

He wants to change the way you see yourself. When I state this I mean that he wants to glorify you.

He says things like, "You are so perfect, so breathtaking, so lovely! This is why you are my divinity, my god~"

You can say no, and stop obsessing over me but he doesn't. He'll keep pushing and pushing.

So when you pull the 'fuck you' card he's going to take the message in a completely other direction. He'll believe you don't feel worshipped enough which pushes him more to do his unhinged characteristics.

He does have a weaponry advantage. His nunchucks give him the perfect long-distance range to bind you with it and stop your attacks so being careful is one thing you must keep in mind.

Brings you to the throne he built and decorated with no thoughts going through his head.

Consider him your loyal servant from then on.

Except you're never allowed to leave without him.

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Sorry if MIkey's is messy. I'm kinda sleep deprived haha.

- Celina

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We Fell in Love in October, Chapter one - October 1st: The Deal

Shout-out to @gaelic-symphony for beta reading for me

Summary: It's October, and Emily Prentiss doesn't feel like being single for unofficial "lesbian month." What happens when she asks her friend, Tara Lewis, to be her girlfriend for the month? Will it last longer, or will a beautiful friendship meet its bitter end?

Word count: 1266

Can also be read here on Ao3

"Happy lesbian month," Emily Prentiss muttered as she slid down the wall to sit next to her friend, Tara Lewis, as they ate lunch.

Tara looked up from her psychology textbook questioningly. "It's October? Not June?"

"Exactly. We Fell in Love in October. Girl in Red."

"Oh, right. You know, for a lesbian, you don't seem too thrilled about it being 'lesbian month.'"

"I'm single, Tara. A-fucking-gain. I want someone to fall in love with me during October!"

"Okay, felt," Tara admitted.

That was when Emily got an idea. A terrible idea. A wonderful idea. A dangerous idea. This described most of her ideas. "Okay, hear me out…"

Tara groaned. "Emily, you are my friend, and you know I love you, but nothing good ever comes of you saying 'hear me out.' Ever."

"No, this isn't that bad, I promise!"

"Okay," Tara relented. She had never been good at stopping herself from being roped into Emily's shenanigans. It was something about the other girl's charm. "Let me hear it."

"So, you know how we dated for August first so that neither of us would be single for National Girlfriend Day?"

"Yes…" Tara said, unsure as to where Emily was going with this.

"So what if we dated for October so neither of us are single for lesbian month?"

Tara's eyes went wide. "Emily… you do realize that there is a huge difference between a day and a month, right?"

"Yeah, so? It'll be fun!"

"You have been reading way too much fanfiction."

"There is no such thing. Catradora and Tardarcy are my everything."

Tara shook her head, laughing. "You are insane. Seriously. This is not a good idea. Dating for a month? The chances of actual feelings coming out of that are high, that's basic psychology. What do we do if that happens? I don't want to lose my friend because we were both lonely touch-starved gays who wanted to live out a lesbian fanfiction."

"If that happens then at the end of the month we'll have an actual discussion on if we want this to continue like the mature almost-adults we are."

As sudden as this was, Emily seemed to have thought through the consequences, at least briefly. Tara didn't really have another argument other than I'm already in love with you, and this will absolutely destroy me if you don't end up feeling the same way, but she didn't exactly feel like saying that at the moment. With a sigh, she gave in. "Fine. Yes. Okay. Let's do it. I will be your girlfriend for October."

Emily's face lit up. "Really?"

"Yes," Tara replied, reaching over to take one of Emily's fries. 

Emily slapped her hand away. "Hey, what?"

"A good girlfriend would share her fries, Emily," Tara teased, shoving a handful of fries into her mouth.

"Oh fuck you," Emily teased back.

"That's very forward of you, Emily Prentiss. I didn't realize you were that kind of girl."

Emily's face went bright red. "I– that's not what I– can we just agree that for the purposes of maintaining our friendship… that won't happen?"

"Oh no, obviously it won't," Tara agreed. "I was just teasing."

"Okay." Emily stole one of Tara's chicken nuggets.

Tara's jaw dropped. "Oh you did not."

"A good girlfriend would share her chicken nuggets, Tara."

***

"Tara," Luke admonished.

"I know," Tara groaned into her hands. As soon as she had gotten to class she had spilled the details of her deal with Emily and their new relationship to Luke Alvez and Matt Simmons, her best friends. "I know, it was stupid, but I just…"

"Couldn't say no?"

"I couldn't say no."

"Tell me why I'm not surprised," Matt said. 

"Because you've known me for years and know I am in fact a useless lesbian who becomes absolutely stupid when a pretty girl even smiles at her?"

He laughed. "Yeah, that's about it."

"It's okay," Luke said, shoving her playfully. "We still love you."

"Oh you're one to talk," Tara said.

"What do you mean?" 

"You think you're much better when a certain captain of the coding club even breathes in your direction?"

His face went noticeably darker by a few shades. "Shut up," he whispered.

It was at that moment that said captain of the coding club, Penelope Garcia, walked into the room. "Hey, Matt. Tara." She faux-sneered at Luke. "Newbie." He hadn't even been the new kid for years, but she called him that and it stuck, and he secretly loved that she had a special nickname for him.

"Chica," he returned with a smirk.

Penelope rolled her eyes and kept walking.

Matt had to stop himself from bashing his head on the table. "I need new friends."

***

"Oh, Emily, you didn't," Derek Morgan laughed.

"I did."

"I'm impressed. I didn't realize you had it in you. Hey, Pretty Boy," Derek called to Spencer Reid as he sat down beside the pair. "Want to fall in love with me this October?"

He laughed. "Derek, we've been dating for three years now. You can stop using pick-up lines on me." Spencer was a year younger than the rest of them, but wicked smart, so he'd been bumped up a grade.

"Never," Derek said, with a kiss on his boy's cheek. 

"Gay people disgust me," Emily said, averting her eyes.

"Emily, babes, we've talked about the self-loathing," Jennifer "Call me JJ" Jareau said as she sat down behind her best friend.

"Derek and Spencer are being gross again."

"You're just saying that because you're sad you're single," JJ told her.

"Actually…" Derek said, a cheeky grin on his face. 

JJ gasped. "Emily! Do you have something to tell me?"

Emily relayed the whole story back to JJ, who sat there shaking her head the whole time.

"When I told you to do something about your crush on Tara, I did not mean propose the plot of a rom-com," the blonde said. "I meant ask to get coffee or something over lunch break. Jesus, Emily. Are you always this extra?"

"JJ, do you know me at all?"

JJ let out a small snort of a laugh. "Fair enough. So what are you going to do?"

"Well I can't exactly back out now. I'll just take it one day at a time. See where it goes. Enjoy the time I have with her, even if it's temporary."

"Simp, " Derek teased.

"Says the man who sat through the entirety of Star Trek with me while I added my own commentary because someone picked on me in the cafeteria one day," Spencer pointed out.

"Boy, shut your mouth."

Spencer grinned, cheekily. "Hmm, no, I'm good."

Emily groaned. She loved her friends, but sometimes their flirting could get a little much. "Get a room or shut up. Please."

"Technically," Spencer said. "A classroom is a room."

Emily glared at him. "I am giving you three seconds to rescind that comment."

"Comment rescinded."

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

***

"So, as your girlfriend for the next month, at least," Tara said when she showed up at Emily's locker at the end of the day. "Is it my job to walk you home at the end of the day?"

"Well you don't have to, but I certainly wouldn't complain," Emily replied.

Tara extended her hand. "Well then, shall we go, m'lady?"

Emily placed her hand in Tara's. "We shall."

When Tara dropped Emily off at her house, she also dropped a kiss on the back of Emily's hand. "See you tomorrow, girlfriend." Emily grinned and fought to keep herself standing. "See you tomorrow." Oh she was so incredibly fucked.

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Hey, for the bts of Fic Writing : 4 10 12 15 17. Thanks and Happy New Year🥰❤️

LOULA! Thanks for playing along. I'm so flattered you care to know. Here are my lengthy answers because I do not know how to be concise.

4. Do you outline before you start writing? If so, how far do you stray from that outline? I outline but I stray A LOT. Wait, let me explain that more accurately. It’s more like a continuous cycle of outline, write and stray, publish a chapter, re-outline the next few chapters, write and stray again — and on and on like that. Usually the straying happens because I can’t commit to secret pining as long as originally intended. Like, I give in and let my characters reveal some feelings too soon, then I have to figure out how to make the later plot points I have planned fit into a different emotional context. Which sometimes means changing the plot points. And then! Because the other changes that have occurred, I often feel as though I can no longer include some gut-wrenching conflict I had planned. I'm like, “They've come too far for that buffoonery now." So I have to soften the blow instead. Basically, I’m not as good at letting my characters suffer as I’m “supposed" to be according to typical writing advice. But that’s when I remind myself it’s fanfiction and I'm here to have fun! So it's all good. ❤ 10. Do you enjoy writing dialogue, exposition, or plot, the most? That’s a question for me. I think I’m pickiest about dialogue because I value it the most. I mean, these are romance stories I'm writing, right? And people fall in love by connecting emotionally which happens in large part through dialogue, right? That’s how I see it anyway. So it’s a double-edged sword. Dialogue is the part I like least because I put pressure on myself and then overthink it. But it's also the part I like best because it’s so important and feels SO GOOD when it turns out well. Plus I just LOVE making Jon say romantic things to Sansa — in both understated and over the top ways. It's my favorite thing ever. BUT! I’ll also add that I have some stretches of exposition I’m really proud of. In Chapter 1 of Inevitable I did a big background information dump right away, which (to bring up typical writing advice again) is a no no, right? But I don’t care. I think the whole chapter flows really well and it sets up Jon’s characterization perfectly. AND! Him thinking he can never be as good as Ned or offer Sansa a relationship as good as her parents is the whole crux of the story dammit! And it’s all subtly included right there in Chapter 1. Hell, it’s all right there in the first sentence! And I’m proud of that. 🤪 12. Is there a trope you haven’t written yet but really want to? I had a S7/8 Fix It Fic that I took down while it was still a WIP. I re-worked and re-published the first half, ending it in a happy but intentionally ambiguous way. Mighty Love & Better Dreams — one of my less popular works, about 25k words if anyone is interested. But anyway, I’ve got another 12,000 words or so left — the second half of the incomple version I took down — that I’d still like to clean up and get back on AO3 someday. To finish it, I have to lean further into Political!Jon and Dark!Dany than I’ve done before, which I find intimidating (especially writing Dark!Dany. I agree that's how it'll go in the books, but how do I write it!? Someone help!) But like I said, I’ve got about 12,000 words already and a lot of it I really like. So it would be a shame to waste it, so to speak, by never finishing. So that’s my answer: Fix It trope featuring Political!Jon and Dark!Dany. 👀 15. A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics? Which fic would you want it to be?

Sorry, this answer might not be fun because it isn’t a Jonsa fic. Also I'm going to cheat and say I want it to be a TV show not a film. No that that's out of the way... I have a Dramione story I took down quite a while ago, Between the Lines, because I want to eventually rework it and republish it. It’s got the makings to be a 300k word epic told in a non-linear way (which is an idea I revisited recently when I wrote A Good Chance) and a teen ensemble cast type thing, which is popular on TV, right? Also... okay I’ll admit it, I daydream about changing that fic enough you can no longer recognize it as fanfiction. Then I could publish it as a traditional, original book (slim chance but that's why I called it a daydream).

I’m pretty over Dramione though, so maybe if I started thinking of it as a Jonsa AU it’d be easier to to craft it into something new but with some of the important plot points I still like. Maybe?

Woof. Really letting my true self show here. How embarrassing! ☠

17. What fic are you most proud of?A Boy in His Cups might still be my favorite fic I’ve ever written — my first Jonsa one-shot. IMO, the emotional beats are a tiny bit rocky towards the end, but otherwise it’s a very polished fic (maybe because I’ve gone back and edited it so many times.)

It’s Jon’s POV with pining and angst and fluff and confession of feelings and it fits so well with canon concepts. So bascailly all of my favorite things rolled into one. I am the target audience and I just love it!! Maybe someday I’ll write a sequel from Sansa’s POV and call it A Girl in Her Cups. 💋 Holy cow! That's a lot of words. Did you even read it all? Won't blame you at all if not. Thanks again for the ask, Loula. You're a gem. XO.