#srry this is still making me lose my shit

[zerzurianspy]

man i grew so tired of people portraying alexander as a manipulative heartless selfish evil villain and call him ooc if he doesn't lie to daniel for whole 0,0001 sec in fanfiction so right now right there i am going to explain YOU why YOU are wrong about this character!

and first of all, he is a complex character, just like daniel and has various traits that most people seem to forget. this means that alexander is not only capable of lying, abusing and torturing people near him, this means that he is also capable of sypmathise and care for people near him, just like he cared for daniel

most people seem to forget that alexander actually WANTED to save danny and even bring him to the other world, the only reason why he didn't is because he couldn't TRUST daniel(and because the portal could not allow more than a one person to go through it-) and not because he was so selfish and cruel that he easily left his friend behind.

and the reason why he forced daniel to torture those victims was because his efforts weren't enough and he "had to teach his friend to harvest vitae", not because he thought that it would be fun to watch danny lose his mind from seeing gore

people also do not pay the needed attention to the fact that alexander was betrayed by johann weyer and therefore he obviously lost his faith in people, which is very important, considering that at the end of the day he is still an otherwordly creature and not an actual human, however through the ages of living on earth he naturally managed to develop genuine connection with the humans, which his species perceive as a lower kind

what i am trying to say is that if you want to call anyone in this game a villain(which is, honestly, a stupid decision as everything in atdd is messed up and everyone were hurt by everyone + labels are shit) then you should be honest to yourself and remember that not only the protagonist was hurt by his trusted ones :^

and the way he was explaining himself to his wife in those capsules showed that HE IS AWARE of the fact that what he does to his victims is inappropriate.

and that he also regrets the atrocities that he commits to those people :)

however i defend him not because i see him as a pure and innocent soul, i am not blind either, and i realise that alexander tends to justify himself and refuse to agree that he might be wrong, but, unfortunately(or fortunately? :0), we cannot be certain as we have never seen the real things that happened before his banishment

and he also might be simply not aware of the fact that he is wrong(or might be aware :D) and that is why i can say that alexander / ayandra is a complex characters because he really has a personality and isn't "evil" for the sake of being evil, he has his flaws and there are many of them, but he also is a victim in some way, so calling him "bad", because he was manipulative and calling daniel "good", because he was manipulated is not really smart way of viewing the characters and lore in general..... just like calling alexander good, because he had intention to reunite with his wife and calling daniel bad, because he killed people to save himself what a bastard how dare he have an instinct of self-preservation)))

and uhh he also didn't know everything about the orbs and the shadow so it's logical that he made mistakes poor old man(( shouldn't have commited crimes in his world :(

i know that i may be wrong and that i may love the character way too much and therefore not see the things that make him really shitty person, but my reason is already written in the beginning of the post i am tired even of being angry at the half of the fandom, that see only ugly traits of alexander and generally see the characters as "good" and "bad", this black and white mindset just pisses me off srry

[pshyco-pshyc-fan]

•The Old Helps Form the New•

Summary—Buck has plans to meet up with an old 'friend' of his from college who had just moved to LA with his brother. After going their separate ways they lost contact and now he can finally reconnect with him. The day of a parking garage collapses and the 118 is on scene, where they find a teenage trapped with his older brother.

Ships—Buck/Eddie

CHARACTER DESCRIPTIONS

+sexuality headcannons•

Mac Simons

(Walker Scobell)

Age 15

They/He

Pansexual +Demi boy

"Can someone tell me what this shit says"

-Reading cursive-

Mike Simons

(Dylan O'Brien)

Age 30

He/Him

Gay +Cis

"That's bullshit I'm fine"

-Said right before passing out-

Evan "Buck" Buckley

He/Him

Bisexual + Cis

Eddie Diaz

He/Him

GAY+Cis

Henrietta "Hen" Wilson

She/Her

Lesbian + Cis

Howard "Chimney" Han

He/Him

Straight + Cis

Bobby Nash

He/Him

smth not straight+ Cis

Maddie Buckley

She/Her

Pansexual+Cis

Athena Grant

She/Her

Straight +Cis

The first chapter is set the day after Buck and Tommy break up(ep.6)

BUDDIE 2025 PLEASE 🙏

Ok have fun reading hope you like it

ps: this is my first time writing a fanfic so srry if it's bad lmao

•Lunch Plans•

Mike and Mac Simons were new to LA, only having lived there for about a month and some change. The two brothers had a 15 year age gap, and people would often confuse Mike for Mac's biological father. Mike was preparing a simple lunch for the two of them, his eyes lingering on his phone where a contact sat open the last message being from almost 5 years ago. As he was distracted making food Mac came up to him and looked over at his phone.

"Really Mike? You still haven't texted him!" Mac grabbed a slice of cheese and hopped up on one of the island stools. He sat head in his hands waiting for his brother's response

"No...it's too awkward. We haven't talked in almost 5 years" Mike gave his brother a plate with a sandwich filled to the brim with anything and everything that could go on a sandwich, besides mayo because 'it ruins the bread duh'. "What would i even say?" Mike starts on his own sandwich—a pretty plain ham and cheese—as Mac moves to the fridge to grab an ice tea.

"You're overthinking it, just say something like..." Mac sits down and stokes his chin for a moment, faking deep thoughts. "Hey Evan, i know we haven't talked in a while but i just moved to LA with my super cool little brother who would love to meet you. Would you like to catch up over some coffee?" He then takes a giant bite of his sandwich as Mike finishes his and grabs a coke from the fridge rolling his eyes at Mac.

"Is all of that necessary?" Mac looks up at him and nods mater of factly.

"Yup! everything, word for word. Nothing different" They both laugh a little until Mac speaks up again. "You should text him, like actually. I doubt he would be upset...he should understand why...you know" Mac put his head down losing that mood of teasing he just had.

"Hey...i chose to take you in Mac, nothing that happened with me or anyone else was because of that. Now finish your sandwich i spent way too much food on that for you to not eat it all" Mac smiled and looked up as his brother laughing a little.

"Ok loser, now text your friend before i steal your phone and do it myself. I think we both know how that will end up" Mac goes back to eating and Mike takes a minute to look at his phone. The contact reads 'Evan🦌'. He and Evan talked about his nickname one time before they completely lost contact so he thought it would help to remember it. His hand shaking slightly he picks up his phone and starts typing

'Hey Evan, It's Mike. Me and Mac just moved to LA and i was wondering if you were free to catch up over lunch sometime soon?'. After he clicked send his phone went face down on the table as he finished his food. A smug yet proud smile filling Mac's face as he saw his brother finally man up.

The phone buzzed not even 5 minutes later and Mike immediately reached for it clicking on the message

'Hey! long time no talk. I'd love to meet up soon does Saturday at around 7 work? Also tell Mac i said hi and i can't wait to actually meet him!'

A smile filled Mike's face as he wrote back a quick message agreeing to the time and mentioning that Mac was exited to meet him too

"Well? what did he say huh!" Mac piped up after watching Mike finish writing.

"hm? oh—Saturday at 7, and he says hi and that he can't wait to meet you" A smile sits with both of them for the next few minutes until Mac mentions something Mike had completely forgotten about.

"You need new clothes...i guess we both do" They had cleaned out old or just unliked clothes before moving and still hadn't gone to get anything new

"Shit-i forgot about that...well we could always go on Saturday before hand?" Mike was now moving to cleaning up the mess from lunch

"wow...and you wonder where i get the procrastination from" Mac smiles and helps out Mike with cleaning up. A nice plan and a fun day out for Saturday, followed by a possibility awkward as hell dinner with Mike's ex-best friend (and kinda ex but that's a separate thing to unpack)

•Confusion and Catastrophe•

It was finally Saturday and Buck was ready to get off work. It was currently 2 pm and a pretty q-word day, low priority cases, and an hour or two with no calls. Bobby was serving a small lunch, constantly looking at his phone when the bell rang and they all suited up. This was the first time all day they had a high priority emergency.

"Cap, what's the situation. You seem a little serious?" Chim was the first to break the odd silence that filled the truck. Bobby didn't answer for a moment looking back down at his phone.

"I can't get ahold of Athena or May, last i talked to them they were near the scene" The truck went silent as they all understood what this could mean. A large parking garage had collapsed with most areas being fully demolished, along with the underground shopping area attached being damaged in the process.

"I'm sure they're fine Bobby. They're probably just helping out" Hen piped in doing her best to keep Bobby out of his head and focusing on the dangers ahead. He only nodded as his phone lay open and only silence filled the ride.

—————

"MAC!" Mike shouted out trying to wake up his brother. His eyes closed as he didn't move an inch. "Mac i swear to god get up." Mike pushed him a little hoping to just get him up or somewhat awake.

"Hm—huh! Oh shit what time is it?" Mac was finally awake, rolling out of bed hair wrapped around his face flying in all different directions.

"It's almost 10, get ready. We'll get Starbucks on the way" Mike rolled his eyes at his little brother's terrible sleep schedule and went back to the living area to watch TV. Mac on the other hand rummaged through his closet looking for a decent outfit—he didn't want to look bad! What if he ran into the love of his life or something? After a few minutes of digging and tossing he found a decent enough outfit. His hair was next, but it was different to take care of in California. The weather was much different so his hair routine was too, anti-frizz uped about 6 times, and it took him almost a half hour to finish. He brushed his teeth and walked out into the living area to sit with his brother for a moment.

"All ready?" Mike tilted his head away from the TV when he heard Mac walk in. Mac nodded putting his phone in his pocket and grabbing Mike's keys for him. "I'm 30 years old i can grab my own keys"

"Sure...I just don't wanna get locked out again" Mike rolled his eyes and snatched the keys from his brother and they laughed about dumb jokes and stupid ideas as they walked to the car.

—————

It was dark when his eyes opened again and his head felt like it was throbbing. It took a few moments for realization to hit, for him to understand what had happened and where he was. The roof started to fall, then the floor, everything was shaking and they were too high up to run down the stairs now crumbling before their eyes—a loud crash and he was down, all he could remember was being pushed. Then it hit him. Where was his brother? It was to dark to see so Mac reached for his phone luckily still in his pocket and turned on the flashlight. Shining it around he saw two things.

1.He was trapped, looked like rumble had fallen around him and he got lucky enough to miss it

2. Mike was trapped a lot worse they he was. Most of his body was visible but beyond his hips was under something.

Mike was stuck under rubble that was crushing and cutting him up. He cried for longer then he wanted, the idea of losing his brother hit him hard and fast, as the world faded around him, and his hope went with it.

———

After arriving on scene Buck and Eddie were given the task of checking the 4th floor for survivors. Bobby was hunting around to find out about Athena or May, Hen and Chim were helping out injured outside the building. Eddie and Buck rushed up the stairs—until they had to climb a little to get up to the 4th floor. As they reached the 4th floor they scavenged around the area for any survivors, finding a dad and his two daughters they were sent down with two members of another station as Buck and Eddie continued the search. They looked for a good while pushing over rubble finding a few dead bodies and calling them in, along with a group of a few teenagers that also got escorted out by another station. Finally they had covered everything and called in to Bobby.

"Bobby, No more survivors found. You want us to head down?" Eddie radioed in as Buck continued to look around—he was being cautious ok? no harm no foul—.

"You're all good head on down" Bobby called back after a short moment. Eddie called out for Buck letting him know what Bobby had said. Buck was now gone.

"Buck? Where are you man" Eddie walked around to hear Buck calling out. "Buck? what are you doing?" Eddie look concerned by his behavior his arms crossed and he tapped his foot.

"I-i think i heard something—maybe. I-just listen" Buck put his finger up to Eddie, motioning for him to shush, they stayed in that silence when a small noise could finally be heard. A faint whisper of a cry, it was hard to hear but definitely there. "See! LAFD! PLEASE SHOUT OUT!"

Eddie radioed back to Bobby letting him know the situation before joining Buck in his words.

"Help....help—HELP!" The voice rose and fell, cracking filling every syllable. The voice was young and the caked in sound of tears plummeted Buck's heart. "I'M STUCK—with my brother!" The voice called out again barely getting out the full sentence. Buck finally found the source of the voice and let Bobby know they would likely need a medical team and some stabilization gear—given the very likely chance that anything moving could send everything falling down—Buck began to talk to the person stuck inside.

"LAFD, we're here to help ok? Can you tell me if you or your brother are hurt anywhere?" The floor was silent for a moment when a small voice responded back.

"I'm ok, it's my brother—he's stuck under something. I think it might be a car and some other stuff." Buck looked back over at Eddie realizing just how bad this situation was. Two people trapped in an unstable area surrounded by rubble, with one of them trapped under a car. There was a very likely chance this would not end well.

"Ok, can you tell if he's breathing?"

"Um, ya. He is... it's kinda weak though" Buck's face turned to Eddie both of them wondering where their medical and stabilization units were. Buck was getting tired of waiting, letting time run out for these two was killing him. So like usual he decided to be a reckless idiot and started to make his way into the small opening in the rubble.

"BUCK! The hell are you doing?!" Eddie called out as Buck slowly pushed his way through the concrete. "At least let me help keep it stable!" Eddie wasn't going to try to talk Buck out of this, it would do nothing for anyone so as Buck pushed past Eddie made sure nothing would fall and crush everyone involved.

As Buck made his way into the small opening he saw a gruesome scene. A younger kid sitting next to a bloody body tucked under the remains of a car. Their hands intertwined as the kid did his best to check his brothers pulse every few seconds. Tears covered the younger boys face, they glistened against Bucks flashlight when he rose his head to look at his savior.

"Hey kid, My name's Buck. How about you?" Buck worked his way over to the two brothers there in front of him, taking a short look to assess the older man's situation. His legs were definitely broken and he definitely had some serious blood loss, he would definitely need a shit tone of PT.

"Mac...is-is my brother ok?" Mac asked his only question, the only one important to him before he latched onto Buck. The real world flooded back to him, and with it came about his hope.

•A Question•

Mac held onto Buck like a scared cat, he was shaking as Eddie made his way in with the medical team—about time. Buck grabbed Mac and did his best to comfort the poor kid.

"Hey...you're alright—come on let's go get you checked out" Buck picked up Mac and brought him out of the rubble, whatever his brother looked like under that car was something Mac didn't need to see, but he still fought saying he needed to be with him.

"NO! I can't leave!" Mac yelled out and Buck had to do his best to keep a hold on him as they headed down and towards the exit.

"We need to give them space...they need all the room they can get to help him ok?" They were getting closer to the exit and Mac slowly nodded his head. Buck took the new calm to quickly check on Mac—he didn't seem to be badly injured, just rubble and a shit ton of small cuts. What really drew Buck's attention were Mac's hands. They were cut up and bloody, he probably tried to claw his way out—or tried to get his brother out—it made Buck's heart sink just thinking of it. He didn't know how long the kid had fully been conscious in there, but the idea of time spent in a situation like that not knowing if you would be found and Mac still seemed to only care about his brother. "Alright we're almost out, then i'll take you over to my friends to get you all checked out" Buck gave Mac a small smile as they finally reached the light. In clearer light Buck could definitely make out a mid sized cut on Mac's right arm, but other than that he was pretty clean, looked like his brother took the brunt.

"Ok...um—do you think my brother will be alright?" Mac asked and Buck really didn't have an answer, not one he felt right giving.

"I don't know...but i do know that everyone will to everything they can to make sure he makes it" Buck looked around for a moment spotting Hen and Chim examining a young boy and his mother, a few feet away he was glad to see Bobby talking with Athena and May—safe and sound—. "HEN! CHIM!" Buck yelled out to his friends and made a b-line to them, Hen swiveled around with worry that dropped for a moment when she realized he was ok, and returned when she saw Mac. Chim sent the two they were already treating to the nearby medical tent and motioned for Buck to put Mac on a gurney nearby.

"Buck, what's going on?" Hen questioned as Chim did a small look over on Mac.

"hm? oh! this is Mac, he was trapped in a hell of a situation on floor 4" Buck was still standing by his side as Chim continued checking for injuries.

"Ok Mac was it?" Chim asked as he wrapped up the cut on Mac's arm. Mac nodded. "Alright, how do you feel? Any pain—specifically in your head."

"I'm good...didn't even realize I had that cut till you were wrapping it." Mac laughed a little and then looked back over at the building. "I'm fine. I need to make sure my brother is ok...he has to be ok" Mac had a serious look on his face, and Buck looked at Hen for something.

"Ok...um how about we call your parents?" Hen finally spoke after a beat of silence. Mac turned to look at her and just shook his head as he hopped off of the gurney, when he hit the ground a small sound of pain left his mouth. Buck reached out to him instantly and Mac looked genuinely surprised at the fact his body reacted before his brain.

"Woah, you sure you're alright" Buck reached for Mac's shoulder being met with nothing.

"Yup, fine...i'm not sure why that—ya know" Mac trailed off like he really was surprised his body was in pain after such a crazy accident.

CRASH

A group of firefighters and EMTs rushed out of the building, Eddie among them. Before anyone could even think about getting Mac over there the ambulance was loaded up and on its way.

"no...n-NO" Mac shouted out as he fell to the ground. Buck went down with him trying to figure out why he had such a vicious reaction.

"Hey, we can get you there all we need to is a family member's number" Buck tried his best to reason with Mac but nothing seemed to work.

"He IS my family...all of it, I have nothing else" Mac sat back on his knees and looked off as the ambulance made a turn. "I have no way of getting there," Buck paused to think for a few moments.

"Any friends? of you or your brother" Mac looked over at Buck for a moment then back towards the street.

"We just moved here, My brother only knows one person but i don't know the guy's number" Mac slowly stood back up with his eyes slowly starting to well up with tears, the adrenaline of the past few minutes likely wearing off.

"Hey, it's ok we can figure something out" Buck helped Mac up and sat him back up on the gurney. Looking to Hen and Chim for some kind of solution that he couldn't seem to think of, they both looked back at him with the same face he wore. "Look, i'll talk to my captain and see if he can help ok?" Mac whipped his eyes and nodded his head at Buck's simple plan of action. Buck gave him a small smile and headed over to grab Bobby and explain the situation.

"Ok Mac, are you sure you don't have any other pain?" Hen started her base exam back up, a little worried about the pain he showed when hopping of the gurney.

"Ya, i'm alright...i'm good" Mac seemed a little annoyed with Hen's question and continued exam. As she worked she noticed no sign of injury-internal or external-and attributed the incident earlier to the fear and adrenaline. Buck made his way back with Bobby close behind him, as they reached Mac Bobby looked him over and gave what seemed like a "giving in" sigh—Mac was very accustomed to these—and nodded his head.

"Alright Mac, I'm Captain Bobby Nash, how do you feel about us giving you a ride to see your Brother?"

[borathae]

I think the frustration over their whole situation or at least my personal one is that he’s so clueless. Like he doesn’t even see how he’s wrong & how many times he’s put her in harms way or just doesn’t notice when somethings off with her. Where as Yoongi is on top of his shit, always so hyper vigilant about the oc’s feelings and body language. He truly caters to her every need, and it’s so nice to feel cared for and wanted. I think Tae is way too aloof and my main frustration rn is that I feel that as long as he has jimin he doesn’t mind not having the oc. When the whole thing happened back in SA, he was more hurt over jimin than over oc, which okay, understandable bcs you thought he was dead but if I remember correctly at some point he thought oc was dead too & didn’t react as badly as he did with the news about jimin. Not to mention he wanted to turn off his emotions because he was so hurt over jimin, even though he still had the oc and she was trying her best to get him through it. I feel like he takes her for granted and that’s what I hate because she deserves so much more than that. Not to mention how easy he disregarded her when Fringella came around!?! Time and time again he proves that she just isn’t that important, bcs if we’re basing his feelings towards her off what he says .. ? He’s a sweet talker by nature, honey coated words drip off his tongue anytime he has sex with someone. So atp, it’s not enough. I’m glad she has Yoongi to really make her feel loved. Atp I just feel like if the oc were to give up and break up with him he wouldn’t really care, he’d have jimin so in his mind it’s fine. Jimin is enough for him, the oc is more dispensable. Even now, he’s choosing jimin over her, automatically called her a liar, just wasn’t there for her even though she almost died & is now completely MIA. I hate that I feel this way bcs I really did like tae but lately I feel as though his love is bluff :( srry for my ranting lol

Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me! istfg that's the typa energy I CAN get behind. I'm so into people analysing my characters and sharing their feelings for them with me afdsfsdk this was such a great read and I agree with you on many points.

Tae rn feels as if he doesn't really care for OC. And yeah obviously I won't ever invalidate his grief over Jimin and I understand why he is as clingy with him now (because yk he doesn't wanna loose him again), but it just sucks that that means he will disregard everybody else and even go as far as to stop caring for their feelings :( I think what Tae needs is for OC (or anyone else for that matter) to really tell him that "hey dude, the way you are acting lately? it's not okay and you'll lose people if you keep this up" no sugar coating and sweet words, just the blunt and harsh truth.

[emmamushi]

Tags that didn’t make the cut but still made me chuckle

#absolute salvador dali of a dog #bro got stretched #century old sack of beans #character popsicle from the ice cream truck in july #clumbo dog. i think #content aware scaling #dog named finger #dog that goes hrumph!! Hrumph!!! #dogs that look like Jedi robes #dude looks like he invented tartan #earthbound encounter #flesh muppet #fuck the apple newton shouldve just pointed at this beast to prove gravity #girl give that dog some clothspins #god i just know he sings the loudest songs #he doesn’t need all that skin #he has the side profile of the titanic #he is made of pasta dough #he looks like a deflated tardigrade #he looks like a smear frame #he looks like a taxidermy #he looks like a vertically stretched PowerPoint image #he looks like an old quake texture that got stretched #he looks like he folds and unfolds like an accordion #he needs to be reinflated i think #he's got that labia majora swag #Hes like If slime had thoughts #hey man can you put your dog back in the freezer or something its melting all over the place #his face was put in to one of those hydrolic presses from TikTok #hoooly shit That's Slop #i bet if you poke him he sounds like a whoopee cushion #i bet its fucked up when this thing sneezes #i have rhis picture on my phone but instead it says dogs when you wont let them eat pure uranium #I mean this in the nicest way possible but he looks like a chewed up tootsie roll #I would like to put him in zero gravity and see what happens #im sorry master bruce i cant let you do that #in version 2.0 we'll increase the skeleton and reduce the skin #it’s like if that giant stretchy Mario head was a dog #italian mob patriarch #its cause he hasn't forgiven you for putting him through the taffy puller #it's him the opposite of lemmedoitforyou #kinda pussycore ngl #knuttsach jones #looks like one of those old vacuum cleaner bags #mans is losing pressure. quick someone get an air pump #Mfs turned my dogs local gravity up smh #mitch mcconnell ass dog #my coat when i throw it haphazardly on a chair #my grampa smudge #my rubber man <3 #my son wrinkle who has every disease #nice walrus #oh fuck sorry i accidentally lengthened your dog image #oh my god they fucking stretched him like a png #oh wait is this that flesh creature in that national park pit everyones always talking about #omg iron him out.... #One of my dogs Leonard looks like this #oooohh… sloppy joe dog #paper bag come to life #put him back in the taffy puller. he’s not done yet #put him on the ironing board #roast boof #sentient ham slices #Shit SWANGING #spell of loosen him skin #srry abt your floor when he drinks watwr #stretch arfstrong #take him to the tailors please #that soggy doggy #that’s why old people get wrinkles they need to track scents and small creatures more as they age #that's a mediaeval monk #thats a stalactite #the splodge... #THEY PORTED VAGINEER TO DOG!!?!?!?$?!?! #this dog is experiencing 9Gs and you're laughing? #this should be illegal #this weiner dog got caught in the event horizon #unmovable npc #WALTER BITE? #what a frighteningly symmetrical creature #who deflated him #who put this poor dog on the y axis #why bro lookin like vagineer #why he look like maters fursona #yo your dog looks like labia

[s4lt-p3pp3r]

I fucking hate it sm when people say “it’s not that serious” when it comes to people walking and parking on a bike lane (or saying that to anything) cuz it kinda is.

I grew up and still live in the suburbs but I was and still am in and out of the city (NYC to be exact) for school, work, visiting family, etc and normally took my bike cuz I didn’t have a car, anyone to take me and/or didn’t want to pay for public transportation cuz it could cost a bit at times and if you live or have visited NYC before you know that people could give less of a fuck of what you are doing or who you are to actually stop and give a shit.

People will always park and walk on the bike lanes thinking that no one is using them or that those on the bikes will care but we really do. I have almost been hit by a car or almost have hit a person or car because they decided to park or walk on the bike lanes. Like i understand that the sidewalks can be crowded at times but please don’t use the fucking bike lanes ur not a thing with two wheels.

they also walk or cross the street or drive while being on their phones and because of this I have almost hit others and people’s cars (and have unfortunately been hit and hit others cuz of this) and they just don’t watch what they are doing and most of the time come out of nowhere and I don’t have enough time to stop or I’m going too fast and can’t stop on time because they weren’t paying attention to see that I was coming. I will say I am at fault here cuz I should know to slow down if I see others at a crosswalk but yall should fucking know and understand to not cross or at least look up to make sure that you aren’t going to get hit by something while crossing and not staring at ur phone the entire time.

Ive never said anything to anyone in person abt it like if I almost hit someone or a car or if they almost hit me and the person was not paying attention ill say sorry but not anything abt them not looking cuz Im scared that they��ll hit me or something even though that’s kinda unrealistic (but could happen it’s fucking NYC) but I’m going to if something happens again cuz holy shit I’m not paying ur hospital bills cuz you can’t get the fuck off ur phone and pay attention to ur surroundings.

people please just remember to not walk or park on bike lanes, stay off your phone while driving or being on the sidewalk/close to a road, not use ur phone while driving and crossing the street, make sure that the light is green before you cross and stay off ur phone and look both ways before doing so.

I promise that most people on bike lanes actually riding bikes that yell at you for being or parking on bike lanes aren’t assholes but just sick and fed up with almost or actually getting into accidents and having to pay for their medical bills or someone else’s just because the other person wasn’t paying attention or caring abt others.

Srry abt my shitty grammar and writing but I’m actually fed up and tired of this I need to go back to sleep before i actually lose it.

[lokidoctorpug]

I hate companies that can fire you whenever and then turn around and expect you to give a 2 week notice like why don't u keep that same energy for me bud do you think it's convenient for me to get fired on some random ass day because I ain't willing to put up w/ ur bullshit, so knew rule ya ever feel like quiting ur job don't give them 2 week notice, infact don't give them any notice, just stop going, oh oh but it's inconvenient for them I hear people say, but have you ever considered that Idgaf, Facebook, Google, Tesla, apple, and all these other big companies can take their meta tech, subscriptions, "self-driving" dipshit mobiles, and motherfucking phones that don't have any goddamn headphone jacks and shove it up their fucking tight asses, you want me to give 2 week notice, how about you pay me to give a shit first, u want me to genuinely care about the company, I can do that , 25 an hour is all it takes, want me to do the bare minimum living wage is the key to my heart baby, but you want any of that and our paying me minimum wage, srry Jeff, u ain't paying me to give a shit, so go buy some hair with ur goddamn money you lex Luther having ass, meanwhile you have zuck, wanting to know my state ID Info, but excuse me if I don't trust the guy that makes C-3po look human, the dude who, Cyberman walk past, the motherfucker who could go to a human looking competition were he is the only one that shows up, and still lose, don't even get me started on Elon, never did anything ever, the only thing he's good at is taking companies from other dipshit Rich assholes, and has managed to make Twitter worse, TWITTER, the guy who made fun of a disabled worker, looking like the character build classified as wrong, the type of dude who has the belly of santa and some Twink legs on their.

I'll be leaving whenever I want I'll show up and leave while I'm serving a customer and never come back try me you Rich corporate fucking capitalist pigs.

[lailakotori]

hii do you have any yan!diego headcannons from ua? I loved ur five writing anddi was just wondering lol

Headcanons Sparrow!reader | Yan!Diego Hargreaves x Sparrow!Reader

I have many Headcanons so… which one? /J

If you ask about Headcanons in this fandom especially Diego, I glade to write about him because look at that! He so sweet(???)

Summary: When Yan!Diego meet sparrow!Y/n

TW: Fluff? Maybe, Diego is yandere, Y/n is mama’s person. Y/n live in sparrow academy.

First of all, Your power are shape-shift. And your number is eight.

When he meet you in The academy, In his mind was fully mad cuz why were those shit in his house??

But negative things were down when he saw you are the only one who treats graze like she’s human.

when the battle starts, You do not join this fight. Just watch the show and try to protect graze but, seem like Diego want to talk with you.

Then finally he meets someone who can make his heart bloom as a flower, as boom like a war. Someone who treats his mom well, Someone who acts like a brat but the soul still respects people.

The someone he means is you, Y/n Hargreaves. You so perfect for him.

When first fight done. He lay eyes on you before gone. And you didn’t give any shit that umbrella.

When Diego know that Stanley is his son.(But nuhh, look at Diego and Lila's skin, bro) He so angry himself and her, because he have sex with someone who didn’t make he feel love.

He meet you again in Obsidian hotel, Talk with staff about thier day and make sure that someone won’t know your secret room.

He stalking you until he saw your secret room. It’s about your escape shit hole, you make a plan that you will pack your and mom's things, run away with her in (Your dream country or The country want to live) and live in peace not the name sparrow or speacial person, Just a normal person.

And he want to help you but… you fight him and detroy a plan, shape shift be humming bird fly away this place.

That make him want you more… want everythings about you if it’s so lest.

The second battle, When Harlan kills Jayme and Alphonso, It’s makes you angry so much to make you shapeshift being a sad siren and scream. Make The umbrella hurt expect Diego who look at you like love sick.

If you can make Diego lose consciousness, Congrate that you can make your plan escpace done, But if not, I so sorry to tell you that he kidnap(?) you in your room.

He will not let Allison or anyone in your room. He believes you want some space and believes that you want someone understand, So he try to talk at clam voice, no threaten, no touch or harassmant.

I forgot to told you, Diego is soft and protective yandere. That why he respect you, if he so hunger on you or you shape shift in person form, animal or things.

He serves food and water, notice what you like or hate. Sometimes he will ask reason cuz, he wants to learn your things.

When the sparrow family invites his family to stop big BALL- (/J, srry for my brat), Diego will let you come with him to meet your mom. (He always cares about this)

You still don’t trust him until graze dead.

The death of her make you depressed, no one will listen you talk about maid robot. But not with Diego, He always stay by your said. Even you want to live alone but he still.

While you still awake you will heard his sod and mumble about graze. That make you start trust him.

When the world turned upside down, It’s make you and him keep closer more.

Diego knows Lila pregnent, So he promises that he will take care her as friends and will take care this kid. (And he gonna let this child call you mama)

In luther’s wedding, You’re drunk as hell. Play some cringe joke or recomment your step sibilng. Diego adore you, hold your hand and kiss forehead.

Next moring, you still wear your outfit but have bite mark on neck. You try to refuse last night but it’s seem didn’t help much.

“Y/n, Will you mad at me if i said that mark from mine?” “Of corse no- wait… you???” “Yep” “….NUMBER TWO DIEGO HARGREASE” “I’m sorry! ok? I didn’t gonna rape you. I- Damn it” He blush

At first you angry but while he nerves stutter that make you clam.

When the apocalypse end, Diego holds your hand and smile gently. Lead the way about your and his future.

but… as you know, He will protect you no matter what. if you are in a safe place or with his family. Easy word, become jealosy.

[microwaved-toast]

Legit SO fucking true. And it only got WORSE with time. The only reason I even WANT it to stay *UP* is because 1. 10-50 friends aka the few ppl who havent left and are still actively posting are on there, and unlike most of my followers that are still on there, they actually care and 2. i want my studios (specifically Vocaronpa) to stay up because me n vinnie worked (and are STILL working) *SUPER* hard on that studio and, if it shuts down, we'll lose a lot of image & idea storage as well as comics we made and all our hard work and the time we have spent working on that studio. The only GOOD management they've done is banning Leafy, but she(??? their friend who actually HELPED kept reffering to them as she, so im assuming their pronouns are she/her) who got unbanned for like a month but never came back. Oka got banned for a WEEK for "riling up" a fucking whiny AL kid because of a mature JOKE in the DESCRIPTION of a COPYPASTA COMIC???? that was PART of that copypasta????? like omg. and cloudyy got all her comics removed and got her alt and herself banned because (and she DMed me this when I asked her) "I was told if I type in a banned users name and a random password i could see how long they are banned for, so then a bot banned me for ban evasion" ??? fucking ass moderation smh. syrup does NOTHING abt this site's shit, Kaz and Jay get away with *EVERYTHING* (and i *MEAN* ***EVERYTHING......***) and, most of the time, people ignore others' vents and posts in general and only seem to care abt themselves. had a "friend" block me bc of the Jay drama and block my alt when I tried to *calmly* ask if we could talk it out. theyre going on the DNI list with leafy n maki <333

CS users & former users. Bash me for this opinion as much as you want, but I agree with Oka 100% now. There's vents almost every day. If you need to vent to someone, don't do it on a site that doesn't give a FUCK abt u. ask someone who truly cares abt you (and you truly love &, platonically or romantically, care abt them) if you can vent to them. keep in mind if theyre in a bad position and aren't feeling good themselves, they may say no. try to comfort them if you can. and if you feel and/or don't have anyone who cares abt you, family, friend, or even teacher/an actually GOOD counselor/therapist that wont tell your parents everything and respects most, if not all, of your views and positions in certain areas even if you don't agree with them, ask someone who comforts others if you can vent to them! it could be on a vent pinterest pin where others are venting & being comforted in return, or as an anonymous tumblr ask!! just make sure to put TWs if the person is sensitive to certain topics, and, if its in a ask and ur an anon, link the previous ask you asked if you could vent in! you can *always* vent in my asks (and/or dms if ur a moot of mine) if you need <3333

tldr - CS sucks ass and even twit (not calling it X, i refuse. that shit sounds like ripoff onlyfans lmao. fuck musky <3333) is better than it imo. Oka, Tammy, Marz, Mikn, and ABG? 1000% right abt that site. wish i could quit if it wasnt so addictive and i wouldnt lose my irl and/or bestie westies n pookies who only have cs to communicate w/ me and others :(((( the only time i even 50/50 enjoy being on there is under a secret acc. not even as args bc i like never get recognized most of the time under those atp :( im sososo srry for everything thats happened to u, me, n others + moots on that site abg :((( hope ur doing ok!!!

but yea pookie wookies um i platonically luvluvLUVVVVVVV u all!!!! byebyeeeeeee!!!!!!!! stay crrrrunchyyyyyy !!! <333 mmmmmmmwah!!! <33333333

Comic Studio is a hellhole, and ive been saying this for a year now,

I get banned for trying to defend my post from criticism. It might seem that i escalated it, but no, i didnt. I simply hit back from the backhanded insults i got. But, the bigger creator gets away scotfree. And thats just how cs runs. and its not fair, whatsoever. You just have to get lucky. People who make actually good content are just left in the dust, and 10% of the time they get actually recognised.

And, i know i did some fucked up shit, and i apologise. But. You cant just make fun of me and try to ridicule me and even tell me to fucking KILL MYSELF or make jokes about DOXXING ME, someones even GOT MY FUCKING IP. Its incredibly unfair. I checked up on the site and someone who is a severe harrasser and a transphobe got banned for a MONTH. Im banned PERMANENTLY. How is that fair in the slightest?? Its really just a hivemind to be honest.

Think back to this post too.

[naffeclipse]

Shit this is almost 2 pages shjavsns I def failed at summarizing this I'm so srry shjsvsjsvsbs you don't have to read it tho shsjvsnsvsbsvsbssvbsvsbs

But okay, first, for context, I guess you have seen my oc before? But here's normal Polar

They were basically in the role of the Y/N before they were killed by Vanny (wrong place wrong time) and ended up accidentally and unknowingly possesing an animatronic and losing most of their memory

So I kinda tried to adapt their story/situation to the Sleuth Jester's universe

This was back when Time to Bow was the latest chapter released I think? So I mainly thought up to that point hsjsvsjsv but basically, first, they needed to know Sun and Moon beforehand, so started looking for roles they could have worked on alongside them, trying to avoid detective bc variety is more fun, but bc of the time and a lot of positions being condensed in like only one or two still landed on that lmao, so ex-detective (yeah I did research for this don't look at me SHJSSVSKCDNSVSNSVSSJ) (also that's it, that's the doodle, their design as a human for this au, that's the only decent one I'm srry Naff shsjscsnscsjshjsbs I was thinking of doing more since you wanted to see but I'm still not sure of their design so A) But yeah, as a human, they would have been a detective, ocassionally working together with Sun and Moon, the three of them eventually becoming good friends

Here sgsjvsjssvsns the real thing I'm giving you is the info bc hsjssvsbsbsvnsvssbvs

Anyway, their inevitable death should have come from the inside, soo what I was thinking was that, again being in the wrong place at the wrong time, probs with their guard down, they happen to catch one of the corrupt cops doing smth incriminating and, having been spotted, are taken out before they can actually do smth

Nnot sure if their cause of death would have been faked or what (I guess???), but their body is found and they are pronounced dead. Sun and Moon finding out later

Now, wasn't sure how to go abt the whole possesing an animatronic body bit bc in the pizza plex it can happen a lot more easily than in this setting dvsjvdsj (and there's also their celestial design oops) but I basically thought of 3 possible scenarios: since Eclipse has parts just in case and has to get them from somewhere, was considering the possibility of an animatronic body being transported to extract them or even worse, going off of that one ask, a scenario in which he does plan on keeping y/n alive after they die and, actually finding out abt the ineffectiveness of scooping them beforehand, decides to get a body built for them. Polar's animatronic design is a celestial one, so since idk what eclipse would actually do in this scenario and I'd need to justify this anyway dvsjdvnsvd let's just say that in this case he decided to go with that to make it more likely for y/n to stay with him bc of the rarity of the parts or to match or some shit idk lol. Going with either of those would mean, however, that Polaris, by accidentaly possesing the body and escaping before it can get to Eclipse, stole smth from him (the scenario in which it was supposed to be y/n's future body making it muuuch worse and I bet personal, but in the other one they'd still have stolen a good bunch of valuable parts so dvksvdkd) and soo I bet he'd be after them.  Scenario number 3 and the most unlikely, is that maybe there just happened to be an animatronic body around there somewhere for some reason vssjsvsjsvs and a celestial one at that SHJAVSNSVSMVASNV yeahh I don't think so lol But anyway, like in the original version, they'd only remember bits and pieces from before they died, but in this case I think they might be able to put together that they at least had worked closely with the police at some point, aaand, even if they can't remember who or anything specific, that a cop tried to kill them (killed them but they don't know that vdjdvj) So, I'm guessing they'd end up going into hiding just to be safe and try to figure stuff out from there

Bc of their sense of justice and desire to help but distrust of the police, I think eventually they'd start stocking up on stolen medicine, parts & tools, and the like to be able to help (to the best of their abilities) those that need it but, for one reason or another, can't get help anywere else; after some time starting to be known by some as a safe space where one can get some medical help (and even some information and more particular supplies, but even less people would know abt that part ;) ) They probably thought abt more direct/hands on work, but decided against it to keep a low profile (specially if they actually stole from eclipse vdjdvdj)

Soo eventually they'd meet y/n through this and I imagine they'd become someone y/n might go to on ocassion

They'd probably wear smth to cover their face so their identity isn't as exposed, and here's where I got kinda stuck with the design, bc depending on the scenario it'd be how and how much it'd vary from their original one (for example, normal Polar's rays aren't retractable, so those would have to stay uncovered, but in this version they might be??? Idk) But anyway, I imagine at some point y/n might have gotten to see them without the mask or smth and, after finding out abt the rarity of parts like the celestial wire and seeing as Polar looks similar to the three celestial animatronics they know, I bet they would have gone to them before actually risking going to Eclipse, they wouldn't be able to provide them with it tho and y/n would still have to go to him (I'm... not even sure if they would know what that is vjdvdjdb it would be smart to, but idk how easy that information is to find?)

So basically, the main storyline would stay p much the same, they'd just be an added bonus lmao

I imagine y/n wouldn't mention Polar to the detectives? At least at first and not in any significant/traceable way, bc of the the way y/n works + the secrecy of it, but idk

In theory, at some point they'd find out abt eachother and eventually learn the truth abt Polar's identity, even thought they could also just not find out depending on how everything were to play out vsjdvsj idk but Polar would probably get a sense of trust and familiarity from them that contradicts the way they feel abt the police, being kinda ???? abt it

(In the scenario that the body was made for y/n, if Eclipse were to mention smth identifiable abt it, y/n could internally be like "wait, isn't that..." which could eventually lead to questions abt how they came to be if the body was in theory just that, a body)

And I'll just leave this here and scuttle under a rock ahjsvsjsvssncsnsvabs

Oh my gosh, I love them!! That's such a tragic tale but I find it very fitting for the Sleuth Jesters story!! Oh man, that would be so cool to have Polar and Y/N interacting, and even see Polar with the detectives!

This is just my two cents, but I really dig the animatronic body being meant for Y/N, commissioned by Eclipse but gets unwittingly taken by Polar!! I just find that super compelling and a story just lying in wait right there! Not to mention the lost memory!!

[hellsfirekeepsyouwarm]

Personal Apocalypse

So here is my first ever Frank Castle story. Daredevil really get me into writing again, dark questionable vigilantes does that to me. I hope this reaches the audience, it would like to have some feedback. This wasn't a request, i was just obsessed with the thought of Frank Castle on my couch needing a helping hand (no spice this time, srry).

Frank Castle X Reader

TW: Blood, injuries

This was your end. Your very own personal apocalypse. He was. He made sure you never forget his face crunched up in pain, his eyes shining in the dim kitchen light, his rough hands finding your thigh when the needle in between your fingers sinks into his skin. You’ve done this too many times to count. Patching him up, tending to his old and new wounds like your life depended on it. In some sense it did.

This night wasn’t different. Blood already dried on your hand, mixing with fresh when you hopped from injury to injury. This time? Knives. Last time? You didn't even asked. It looked bad, too bad to suffer under your inexperienced hands, hell, even he could do it himself better. But he showed up anyway. He was too tired to do it, or simply didn't wanted to.

“One day, you are going to bleed out on my couch Castle.” He chuckled deeply, like it’s something to laugh at. His voice fills the otherwise quiet room.

“I wish.” That’s all he says, his head resting on back of the soft leather, his eyes are closed, heavy dark circles deepening around them in the fair light the kitchen lamp gives. The new reading lamp serving you right, illuminating his abdomen where you worked soundless.

“There’s nothing funny about this.” You whisper bitterly.

“Sweetheart, I won’t die on you, I promise” A sincere smile displaying on his cheeks shows that he’s enjoying this too much.

“Yeah, and how those promises worked out for me so far?” His face turns serious, he knows very well you’re done with his shit. At least at the moment.

His silence speaks volumes, it’s louder than any other word he said to you. You stopped kidding yourself a long time ago, you know very well who he is, and you won’t try to change that. You love him, for who he is, not for who he can be. But on night like this, you forget it. When all you can see is blood, flesh and pain.

“I’m serious Frank. We should come up with a plan, just in case. I can do stitches, but I can’t stop internal bleeding. I’m not a magic nurse or some shit. “

“You’re the best I've got.” He says with a grin on his face, his fingers drawing circles on your bare leg.

“No pressure.” If that’s true, he’s screwed. Big time. “I think i'm done.” You clear the damaged skin around the stitch before you cover it with gauze.

“Thank you Y/N” You manage a shy smile for him, then you head to the sink, your nostrils filled with the smell of blood and alcohol you used. Hands are covered in his blood, tinting the water just as much red as it is on your fingers. You feel dizzy, the thought itself makes you lightheaded. You are no stranger to blood and nasty things, but damn, when it’s his, you lose your sanity so quickly.

You scrubbing your skin away with his blood, but it won't come off. The water is hot, the brush is sturdy against your hand but the water is still red. You look like a maniac, trying to get rid of the very last drop of his blood, before you faint. From the spinning in your eyes, from his scent on you, or the images of him battered and beaten up.

The next moment, big hands are on top of yours, hissing from the hot temperature, his breath fanning over your temple. You feel him on your back, legs touching yours, arms collecting you in his embrace. He's massaging your hands in a fresh towel, you let your head fall back on his chest, only focusing in his movements. He buries his face in the crook of your neck. Lips moving against the delicate skin, his stubble leaving tiny burning sensations all over, and in another case, you would giggle and laugh at how tingly it feels. But now you are just exhausted.

"It's okay love. It's okay." He whispers. You are not sure if he wants to convince you, or himself. It doesn't matter, tonight you just might believe him. It's easier to just give in to it, to him. His calm moves stops your erratic trembling arms.

He puts the once white towel to the side, letting you go just for a second, before taking you into a crushing hug. Hugs like this are rare, and you cherish it with your whole heart. You can never know if it's the last time you feel him this close.

"What's going on in that stubborn head of yours?" He murmurs, his voice vibrating on your skin, rings through your whole body.

"You." You say simply. There was a time when you felt awkward admitting it to him, but not anymore.

No words for respond, just light kisses along the way of your jaw, down to your neck, settling on your shoulder. The loose t-shirt hanging off gives him easy access to the soft skin.

He's gentle, and it almost makes you laugh out loud how crazy it sounds. Frank Castle is the most ruthless man you have ever met or heard of. Still, he holds you in his arms like you are made out of glass. Sometimes you think you might shatter like glass, but he's there to hold you together.

He sighs, dragging you out of the haze, your eyes flatter open, focusing on your red stained fingers. You leave the warmth of his body, you let yourself to be a little vulnerable, and you are not sure can take more of that tonight.

"I need a bath." You say under your breath. You try to step away from him, but he has no intentions to move, or letting you out of his arms.

"Hey, no, not that fast. Talk to me." He spins you around, deep brown eyes trying to read your mind, palms keeping you in place on your waist. Talk? Frank Castle and talking. For once, you are the one, who does not want to talk.

You can't take your eyes of off the scar on his lips he busted a couple of weeks ago. He was a pain in the ass with it, complaining about how he can't eat because of it. The memory of him sitting at your small dinner table, looking at the lasagna fresh out of the oven, thinking how he can consume the food without touching the cut. It wasn't the pain that bothered him, he barley felt it. It was the blood that started pooling out every time he touched it.

Your fingertips touches the corner of his upper lip, brushing the healed gash.

"Are you hungry?" You ask, voice way more smaller you thought it would be.

A smile appears on his lips, eyes taking in every inch of your face, like he's trying to memorize the details. Your hands finds their way up to his neck, steadying your body against his.

"Mhmm." He mumbles, licks the little scar you are fixated on, and with that, pushes down his lips to yours. His fingers digs into your skin on your hips and waist, while yours finds their way to his hair, leaving soft scratches along the way, the texture of his hair pleasingly slipping through your fingers. He moans into your mouth, pulling you closer. If that's even possible.

Air leaves your lungs, then he is the air. You would pass out before breaking away from him, so he does it for you. You are out of breath, almost panting, bathing in his dark energy that slowly but surely seeps into your skin and mind. His forehead rests on top of yours, your inhale and exhale happening simultaneously.

"Now i'm starving." He breaks the silence, and you can't help but laugh, giving him an ear to ear smile.

Gosh, he was your end.

[geffenrecords]

u should give ME recs of the bands u like

srry i take 4ever but OF COURSE 💪

first of main recommendation 4ever is flatsound I KNOW he has popular stuff but he gets me like no one else my bff since i was like 13. he gets a bit overbearing and a bit like. idk too much occasionally buttttt i pgive him a pass. generally id recommend anything from his 2011 album "i clung to you hoping we'd both drown", GOOD SHIT on there but scotland i wish you had stayed/last minute cycle/four songs for losing you/if we could just pretend/losing intrerest and the trust i had in you r all reallly good. heat death, eight months, computer wound, soap, prayer beads, syrup, old lumina, i lost control, meow meow meow, last minute cycle, im so concerned about the ending that i dont even know the plot, cute stuff like that. theres probably more but thats just off the top of my head. idek. he has some good instrumental albums too :)

speaking of if u like instrumental stuff -> BUCKETHEAD. HIII. hes so funny i love him my fav album by him is colma my mom and dad used to play it in the car all the time and it still makes me cry. i wouldnt say his stuff is lifechanging but i use it for bg drawing noise all the time and its sweet stuff + hes really really fun to watch live and play. cool guy.

be your own pet is. well honestly im not relly sure what they are but they are fun ive only listened to their one album and it wasn't the best but it doesnt need to be. theyre so loud i need like ibuprofen if i ever listen to it full length again but the 2 songs by them i really really like are "stairway to heaven" (not a led zep cover) and "bog" (if my chem did a cover of this it would be unbelievably lifechanging).

megadeth I WILL RECCOMEND TO YOU idk if ur a metal person but uhmm give it a shot ? i dont really know how to say this in a good way so here. i think dave mustaine would really strike a note with you. in some aspects. HES FUNNY WEIRD ! and also hes really all you need yto know about them. they've switched out sm guys just keep him in mind. my fav lineup is peace sells bc chris poland was sweet looking and i just like gar samuelson for no discernable reason. they had a good ass bass player with GOOD ASS basslines but well he fucked that up! i honestly have no idea whos even in the band now. im basic w them i like rust in peace a lot and so far so good so what. they generally have a good few songs every album, enough for you to buy it but id never say theres like. an actual ass album thats like. i like every single song on it forever. SRRY LOL but i do really like his voice. song picks for them would be hook in mouth, 502, into the lungs of hell, honestly anything from rust in peace (ESP dawn patrol), peace sells title track, good mourning/black friday, n whatever else. im not the biggest fan of them but they have some good stuff. first album isnt bad either :o

KITTIE you should try rn. im fake i only listen to their first album but im working on it...lol. a bunch of 14 year old girls who met in highschool gym class and said hey lets make a band and well. it actually turned out super good. theyve also had sooooo many lineup changes idek but listen to the entirety of spit and the title track for until the end.

for a real dumb stupid emo band -> nightmare of you. i STILL ALSO havent listened to their other album but their self titled is very cute lol. theyre sooo fucking cheesy and stupid but theyre so fun. saw a pic of mikeyway with the lead singer once and also i reccomend watching their music vids bc theyre funny as FUCK. songs picks are thumbelina, my name is trouble, why am i always right?, i want to be buried in your backyard, and in the bathroom is where i want you. silly.

one of my favs ever EVANESCENCE. or at least their fallen album )are u noticing a pattern yet). i used to drive around and have that one playing on repeat like literally for weeks straight i luvv her sm. going under, whisper, tourniquet, and imaginary are the top Hits from there.

also im not sure if you want like mcr or fob hits BUT ill give them to you because i have the best ever taste are years of soul bonding with them. mcr hits -> drowning lessons, our lady of sorrows, headfirst for helos, early sunsets, best day ever, CUBICLES, helena, to the ed, not okay, interlude, fashion statement, cemetary drive, i never told you, dead, how i disappear, sharpest lives, i dont love you, famous last words, bulletproof heart, only hope for me, save yourself, SCARECROW, boy division, ambulance, heaven help us, burn bright. fob hits -> grenade jumper, patron saint of liars & fakes, sixteen candles, our lawyer made us change the name, 7 minutes in heaven, get busy living, im like a laywer, HUM HALLELUJAH, golden, after life of the party, youre crashing, ive got all this ringing in my ears, DISLOYAL ORDER, shes my winona, headfirst slide, 27, w.a.m.s and west coast smoker. srry people are about to get on my ass but i dont care very much for their stuff post hiatus. I DONT THINK ITS BAD its just not for me. i listen to it with simone all the time though it has my respect blah blah blah.

okay i hope that waz good enuf for you. have fun <3

[mrstsung]

My self ship with shang in a nutshell

*may be subject to change because im still working on it fully*

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In my au. Shang after a certain amount of times he got his ass kicked by liu kang (my hc verse the whole thing in aftetmath did happen but things got "reset" and everyone sorta lived but don't remember shit cept in vague dreams n visions well the gods do at least. Therefore i can keep some things while rearranging the furniture so to speak. The crown is rewritten as an elder god artifact and shang only added to it not created it. And kronika gets killed off waaaaay before any of that shit. And is rewritten to be an elder god of time(of future) and geras(of past) because f that stupid titans bullshit. Cetrion is rewritten to be a main antagonist and more important. And basically I'm making this way better than canons shitshow of a so called "plot" ). He got sent to gay baby jail . And now is fighting for his freedom. Many years go by. Every 10yrs or so he can challenge for his freedom. In a minor tournament of mortal kombat. No fatalities,no powers,only fists. Basically a normal martial tournament however fatalities are not required,only suggested. However you still only get 3 mercys/friendships/sparings. Because rule of 3. Anyways. Basically shang is lonely,desperate and tired.

So....here comes me. Washed up randomly on his beach. (I haven't come up with any true background before yet. So go easy on me.) And shang's like owo whats dis?! Because look this binch aint got none in how long? And also is hella desperate to get free like i said. Theres more to it but I'll leave it at that for now.

At first he's like

You can check out any time you like,but you can never leave. Hotel California head ass.

Then he's like

I would be happy to train you. Because he needs help. He definitely at first tho before this plays the "cute helpless old man" because of course shang would. -_-

But I'm not gonna make it easy on you.

Then i train hard. A few years go by. Things heat up between me n shang. And well feelings develop. And he's not sure if he wants me in a tournament. Because he's scared of actually losing me.

Cute ol man. Look don't judge me. Old man shang is hella cute too. Like i love all shang tsung ok? Im a shang tsimp.

And then somehow,some way anyway. Entered into a minor tournament. Either snuck in or he gave in. Either way.

Shang isn't happy. But he allows it,under close supervision.

But somehow. By a miracle. I win

This pleases shang. Now he has his freedom. Lucky for them thats all he got. And nobody truly died. But shang is now a free dude. And no longer bound to his island.

But of course shit dont stay so sweet because its mortal fuckin kombat.

This asshole gets resurrected somehow,and kidnaps me because reasons.

Bald ahh binch.

Shang isn't happy

But it's ok because he saves me. And that's when things get super serious for me n shang. And he of course gains his youth and vitality more back(which would be jarring for me ngl but its all good). And of course after that close call he trains me slightly in magic,only enough for defense of course. Nothing major. As he doesn't want me to not only surpass him.(its shang ok you knew this was gonna be a problem) but also because he wants me to not end up like him. The one pure soul he cares for. That and some dope ass magic armor.

And after that pretty much we live on the island for the most part in peace.

Minus the occasional outside problem or two

(Srry for the mk legends shang tsung spam tho. Because bruuuuuh. He is hella cool in that movie. Nothing beats tagawa,he's the og after all. But mk legends BOTR and SR shang tsung is dope af design. The voice is ok. I always imagined shang to have a lower set voice tho. Mellow and snakey and almost hypnotic. Like fr. Smooth like butter. Because how else can someone so notoriously snake tongued be not having a voice that sound delicious? And also knows Exactly how to treat someone? Or exactly what to say or comfort. Like fr. This is basic 101. (I do believe shang tsung can love deeply. And genuinely. Its just been a hot ass minute since that and he dont trust easy due to a lot of factors but a majority of that is when he was in service under shao Khan)

But yeah that's basically it.

[underkita-archive]

s.o learning/teaching how to skate

a/n: this was my first work for the fandom but it wouldn’t show up in tags :’) i think i figured out the problem tho~ anyway no proofreading/beta we die like men im srry if this is stupid!!

warnings: some cuss words

summary: s.o learning/teaching how to skate w/ iwaizumi, matsukawa + hanamaki

he notices the bruises and scrapes on your hands and legs and it immediately makes him go !!!

“are you okay do i need to throw someone?”

and you’re just like no?? and explain to him that you’ve been teaching yourself to skate

which still makes him go !!! bc he knows how dangerous it gets n he’s also seen you trip over your own feet (it’s only happened twice he needs to stop bringing it up)

out of concern he states he will be watching your next skate sesh n you just shrug n say ok bc why bother arguing plus it’s more time spent w him

“are you sure you don’t want me to buy you elbow and knee pads?” iwaizumi’s eyes flicker between you and the board under your foot.

“i think i can survive a few more bumps and bruises hajime.” you stick your tongue out at him and start to push forward, away from the skeptical look in your boyfriend’s eyes. you hear him inhale sharply as you take a wide turn and smile as you pass by him, blowing him a kiss. feeling a bit more confident, you take a bit of a sharper turn and feel yourself begin to wobble trying to regain your balance but immediately losing your footing the second one of the wheels hits a pebble. as you fall off the board you brace yourself for the hard impact but feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and pulling you against a warm body.

“just what the hell am i supposed to do with you?” he hisses it into your ear and sets you back on your feet, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“continue to love me and catch me?” with a roll of his eyes he presses another kiss to your forehead, “hey how about you try?” he shakes his head, scowl deepening with each plea but you have him wrapped around your little finger so it only takes one more ‘pretty please hajime’ before he agrees. he hops on the board with ease and starts to circle you, grinning as you realize this isn’t his first time.

“okay how come this has never been brought up before you look so hot right now.” he stops in front of you and takes your hands in his.

“yeah?”

“mhm.” before he can reply you pull him in for a soft kiss.

you’ve been skating for nearly a year at this point so you’ve grown quite confident

and mattsun thinks you look so mcfreakin hot when you skate so he insists on being there pretty much every skate sesh

he’ll sit to the side in the shade w your water bottle fawning over you, clapping whenever you land a trick and running over whenever you fall

he begs you to teach him but you’re hesitant bc you don��t want him to fall and injure himself and risk having to sit out any games

but he states that he can get injured anytime during volleyball what’s the difference??

you give up on trying to pick at his flawed logic and finally tell him you’ll let him try riding your board (haha riding)

mattsun is beaming as you walk hand in hand to the empty basketball court at the park by his house. he woke you up at 7 am on a saturday just so you could skate and you can’t help but be endeared at how excited he is and how he looks like an overgrown puppy. it’s rare to see him make such an enthusiastic.

“watch me do a kick flip i bet i can do a kick flip and i’ll look good while doing it.”

“absolutely no kick flips for you headass.” you poke at his side and he laughs pulling you along. you set down your board and tell him to put on his knee pads (that he fought you on bringing but of course you won).

“okay now figure out which foot you’re more comfy with having on the board and the one you wanna push with,” you watch as he tests both feet and laugh as he gives you a thumbs up with his right foot on the board, “god of course you’d push goofy.”

“why does my foot have to be on the front why not the back.” you watch in horror as he places his foot farther back on the board.

“baby that’s called pushing mongo, and i will break up with you if you try to do that okay?” he laughs at you and nods. he starts practicing pushing himself along and you can’t help but hover hands ready to steady him. he gets more comfortable and tries to put both feet on but the motion makes him wobbly and his hands reach out for yours. you intertwine your fingers and help him regain balance.

“wait wait y/n pull me!” you mutter something about him being lazy but the sparkle in his eyes makes you concede. you pull him along on the board giggling together as you move around the basketball court. after going around a few more times he hops off the board and pulls you tightly into his arms.

“you suck at skating.”

“you still love me though.” you nod fondly and bury your face in the crook of his neck.

“i’m gonna do it, i’m gonna live life by our national anthem”

“makki????”

“skater boy by avril lavigne”

which is how you two ended up throwing some money away on skateboards and helmets (of course yours are matching)

neither of you have a clue as to what you’re doing so you hunch over makkis phone at lunch watching beginner skate videos ignoring the heckling comments from mattsun and oikawa

and after watching all of one and half vids you two feel like it’s time to give it a try

you watch as makki almost falls for the fourth time since starting your skating practice and this time you’re able to stifle the giggle that builds up in your chest. you make your own attempt at pushing yourself forward on the board, only wobbling slightly.

“hey sweet ass.” makki sings as you scoot by him, you flip him off and grin as he shoots you finger hearts. you both awkwardly roll around trying to stay on your boards longer and longer.

“makki lets race,” he quirks a brow at the challenge, “loser buys dinner.”

“oh baby you are sooo on.” you both make your way to one end of the park.

“okay so whoever makes it to that tree first wins,” you declare, “and no pushing.”

he pouts at the accusation but nods in agreement. you both ready yourselves, foot planted firmly on your board you count to 3, pushing the best you can and desperately trying to keep your balance. you risk a look at makki to see his brows knit together tightly. you’re only slightly in front of him but it’s enough to win. you move to push again when you hit a slight dip that cause you to lose balance and the board to shoot out from under you causing you to fall backwards right into makki. it’s not a pretty fall but your saved from the brunt of the impact by makki who falls backwards while hugging you tightly to him. you scramble out of his grip and straddle his hips as you start to pat at his head.

“oh my god, is your head okay love?” you slip your fingers to the back of his head and feel for any blood, you can feel a slight bump forming causing your heart to sink but you’re relieved at the lack of blood.

“please i’ve not only had oikawa serve to the back of my head but have been bashed by iwa and mattsun’s spikes,” he knocks on the side of his head, “shits solid, and has been empty for years.”

you let out a exasperated laugh at the statement and peck his nose. you help him back and up and the two of you go and retrieve your runaway board.

“cmon my handsome savior, i’ll treat you to ice cream after we go halfsies on dinner.”

[mythiccheroacademia]

Okay bcuz this manga has me fucked all the way up,I need me some happy headcanons with Shigi and Dabi,like how would they be if they had a childhood sweetheart s/o that stayed with them ever since they knew each other?Knew each other better than anyone kinda deal?

A/N: The way this manga is fucking with my emotions don’t sit right in my spirit. I hope these headcanons add a little fluff to your life. Sorry it’s not all the way fluffy. I had to stick to character. But, they're as fluffy as a homicidal maniacs can be🥺     

Warnings: implied sexual activity, toxic relationship dynamics, death?, idk man

Tomura Shigaraki:

if there was one thing shigiraki’s enemies saw redeemable in him, it was his care for his friends

yes, he had a hard time trusting people (who can blame him), he wasn’t patient, he threw temper tantrums at his big age, and he barely showered

but he cared about his friends bc the only genuine love he felt, besides his sister, was from his friendship with you

before his quirk manifested, he and you would play with heroes all the time!

even when his dad would yell at him and give you dirty looks, you were still his friend

he never really forgot about you after his disappearance

your love and presence would always be in his heart

he was just busy dealing with, y’know, psychological trauma and world destruction

then, one day, you both saw each other when he was doing his daily walks and took time to catch up

you meet up all the time, and in those moments, you start to fall for one another

he was frustrated that he started becoming self-conscious about his skin, but you never failed to tell him how he still reminded you of the cute, shy, boy back in the day

then you’d recoil in embarrassment and tell him to forget you said that

it was annoying, but you actually made him blush

wears half gloves so he can touch your hand

he even stole a phone so he could text you

he doesn’t feel the need to wear the hands with you

at first, shigaraki kept you away from the LoV bc he didn’t know if he could trust you

and he didn’t want you a part of the violence, but he eventually couldn’t hide it when you started questioning him about his whereabouts—and it was so hard to lie to you

not when you still looked at him like he looked at you—like you were the world

little by little shigaraki starts to reveal his history, his thoughts, ideologies, and plans to you

at first, you’re horrified, and you immediately try to convince him to stop his plans

it ends up in a fight and he walks away before he does something he regrets

he laughs at the pain coursing through his chest bc why would you agree with him? he was a fool for thinking you’d join him. how could you? you were miss perfect

doesn’t cry but is noticeably angrier

heartbreak is a bitch

but then he gets a text from you to meet him at your apartment

it’s cryptic and so fucking dramatic but he shows up only bc he wants to set you straight

he’s surprised to feel you connect foreheads, just like you two did when he got nervous as a child, and tell him

“i don’t agree with your methods, but i’ll follow you if it’s to keep you safe. i lost you once and i refuse to lose you again”

in a moment of weakness, shigaraki kisses you

and the deal is sealed

it’s true he wants to destroy everything

and it’s true he doesnt want to be around after he does

but, at least he’ll enjoy the time he has with you

you mask your identity to everyone but shigaraki, only showing up to save him

throughout your time, you watch him grow, mature, and truly fit into the role of a leader when he becomes the head of the Paranormal Liberation Front

finally keeps up with his hygiene lmao

you spend countless nights talking, kissing, and other not kid-friendly things

you two knew everything about the other

you start to see his POV as you observe the poor actions of heroes and the civilians

soon, you’re always by his side—there’s never a time he’s somewhere and you’re not and vice versa

people catch on that you’re not just some bodyguard

they start treating you like they would shigaraki based on your power and their leader’s own demand for them to

many try to ask about your identity and shigaraki is quick to shut that shit down

you even dutifully watch him as the old doctor takes him through his torturous transformation

and when the heroes come to capture him, you’re in the shadows waiting…

Dabi:

he’s a Todoroki

no, I don’t accept criticism

anyway

when he was young, you and the older todorokis would hang out together

you only knew each other bc you were rich and your parents were internationally recognized pro-heroes

you were dragged to so many boring hero events

you’d talk so much shit about how two-faced heroes were

that’s how all four of you bonded

there were times touya would disappear and you’d be confused

fuyumi and natsuo said he was “training”

you didn’t really think much of it so you went on with life

every time he came back, he was covered in bandages

after the fifth time, you ask him about it and he just breaks down and tells you everything

he tells you all about endeavor’s harsh training, how much he thought of him as a failure, and about how he was literally burning from the inside out

you were young and could barely process this

your life was perfect, how could you ever relate?

however, you promised to always be by his side

you wouldn’t let him feel alone

even after a day of abuse, touya would look forward to texting you

you’d talk about movies, comics, who was the best hero, who would win the world cup this year, etc.

would sneak into your house to play video games

it’s ended up in cuddling more often than he’s willing to admit

it wasn’t long before you two knew everything about one another

even about the dark thoughts in his head

it worried you, but again, you didn’t think much of it

how could you know it lead him to faking his own death?

something you didn’t know he had done until he appeared at your door years later

who the hell was this and why did he look like an overcooked omelet?

you didn’t even believe it was him until he told you he was right about Barcelona winning the world cup in 2009

you spent half the day crying and the other cussing him out for letting everyone think he was dead

goes, “lol, yeah that was wild. help me dye my hair?”

what an asshole

your relationship is weird and toxic

you guys are best friends teetering on lovers but it’s confusing bc dabi is cryptic is hell

he confessed that he liked you but tells you that he’s too dangerous for you

like this was some Twilight fanfic

like, okay Edward Cullen

but he’s serious bby, my mans is out here committing homicide

not good

he’ll text you from time to time and randomly shows up at your apartment like he owns the place

you’ll talk, have sex, and talk some more

eventually straight up tells you about his end goal and you’re like

????

you: touya, no???

him: dabi, yes

speaking of which, makes you call him dabi when he’s not in your guts

despite him being a dick, he’s quite charming when he wants to be

takes you to the best spot to see the city lights

or the stars on the beach

always tells you not to worry about him and that he has everything under control

very very protective

won’t like if you're involved with anything hero or villain-like

if you’re a civilian, ensures that you stay that way bc he’ll be damned if you get involved with what’s happening

stalks you (for “safety purposes”)

you two always fight when you catch him snooping around

but has the audacity to ghost you and come back like nothing happened

it’s so toxic

hates knowing that you cry when he comes back battered and burning from fights but he’s got a mission, srry bby

someone’s gotta take out endeavor

being close to him is not for the faint of heart, but you have to take it or leave it bc he’s set on his life’s purpose

the night before the war takes place, he’s suspiciously touchy

makes you promise that no matter what happens, you’ll find him if society starts to crumble

you're like…what the hell, dabi? stop speaking in riddles. just say you wanna marry me and go

but honey, he’s 100% serious and you’ll find out soon enough

[graveyarddeer]

I love you, because you are love

Just a tiny drabble bc i have to be up in like 4 hours but i cant go to bed also the end poem makes me emotional

Srry if this is bad i wrote it on my phone

@baybreamers-binb not a chapter update but i thought you'd maybe like reading this

Tommy welcomed the comforting veil of black that Death gave him. He wasn't mad, he swears.

Well yeah he swears but he was pissed off.

He was pissed off and so, SO tired.

At least he was away from Dream...

Prime he really let that green teletubby take his last life. Damn it.

Eh, he was already dead. Might as well see if there's a 'turn into a ghost and haunt the fuck out of your abuser' button anywhere.

There wasnt.

There was only this faint humming. It sounded nice to Tommy. Reminded him of life before everything went to shit. The Lab wasn't nice in the slightest but he could faintly remember one of his 'caretakers'-they were his favorite, he could remember that much- always humming to him after a particularly gruesome experiment. Yeah... This was nice. Would've been greater if the place was colored something other than dark blue and he could actually see but eh, beggers can't be choosers. He was so totally going to complain to whoever ran this shitshow either way.

"And the universe said I love you, and you have played the game well,"

What the fuck.

Tommy was NOT expecting a smooth and deep voice to practically make itself home inside his brain but here it was! For the love of Prime even in death he was still losing his shit. Not to mention how fucking WERID that sentence was.

"The universe said everything you need is within you, and you are stronger than you know,"

Okay, mark Tommy down as scared but intrigued. Meh, he's never had self preservation, why start now in his death? An almost urgent pull tugged his hands, practically guiding him through a maze of never changing hallways.

The humming was growing louder though, and he could now hear a thought out tune. It seemed... familiar.

"The universe said you are the daylight, you are the night."

More guiding him, and he could almost pin point the tune. It reminded him of Wilbur. Before everything went to shit.

"The universe said the darkness you fight is within you, the light you seek is within you."

Now a garden. At least he could see now. Pink carnations and lillies dotted everywhere. The tune became louder and Tommy could place it now. Wilbur always hummed it the few months he stayed with Phil before Wilbur dragged him to the Dream Esempii. Wilbur never awnsered him when he asked of the origins of the song. But the voice wasn't Wilbur's... Techno's? No, he wasn't dead. Fucker probably couldn't even sing.

"The universe said you are not alone,"

Deeper into the garden he went. It got warmer. Not stifling, just warm. Like in the morning.

"The universe said you are not separate from every other thing,"

Deeper. The fruit trees grew tall now. Tommy had half the mind to pick one of the clementines-how did he know it was a clementine? He never had one...- but shook off the idea, the invisible force still pulling his hand.

"The universe said you are the universe,"

A clearing now. Crows dotted the trees and the grass. A large river cut it in two. Beyond his better judgement, the force gently pushed him to sit at the bank of the river and promptly disappeared.

"Tasting itself, talking to itself, reading it's own code,"

Someone sat next to him. Turning his head he saw a woman. Not Puffy nor Niki. He recognized those eyes though... they were the exact same as Wilbur's. Dispite the pleasant setting, his chest constricted and his throat closed up at the site of not only her eyes but the large raven wings on her back. Phil's memory still hurt. The woman seemed to pick up on this and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, gently threading through his hair with blood stained claws. It was at this point he realized it was her who had been talking as a gentle smile broke out on her face.

"And the universe said I love you, because you are love."

Shit, he really was crying now. The women didn't seemed to be bothered, wiping his eyes eith the hand that wasn't petting his hair.

"Hello, Tommy. You've had a good run, haven't you. My son's told me a lot about you. Dont worry, he got a firm talking to," The woman gently laughed, it was nice. It reminded him of his favorite caretaker, "Humor me, Tommy. Who do you think I am?"

Tommy stopped. He wasn't really expecting to be talked too, much less ask for his input. Thinking for a second, he answered honestly, "You're Techno and Wilbur's mum... You worked at the Lab."

Another smile. And a nod.

"My name is Kristian. I am the goddess of death."

And then Tommy woke up, surrounded by his family. Michael burrowing into his secondary feathers, Ranboo purring up a storm to his left, and Tubbo to his right, clutching Michael and Ranboo's hands over Tommy's chest. Damn his memories were acting up again. He still hated remembering his own limbo but he had to admit seeing Mumza was nice.

As he lay there, he immersed himself into paying attention to both Ranboo and Tubbo's purring and found himself falling back asleep.

If Ranboo and Tubbo noticed Tommy showing Michael old pictures of his family, more specifically ones dated far before Tommy arrived at the Minecraftia family, they didn't say anything. But Tubbo's extra tight hug and Ranboo going out of his way to braid alliums into his hair were nice.

Maybe the next time he dies he'll be happy. Maybe he'll join his family in the afterline, introduce them to Mumza, watch Michael live and grow old, eventually joining the family.

As Tommy stiched up one of Tubbo's jumpers later in the day, he could almost feel a clawed hand threading through his hair and the unspoken endearment it portrayed.

I love you because you are love.