#stuff wont get better if we keep picking at it

[andr0nap-wf]

1999 cant come fast enough i need to know how albrecht thinks going to that year is going to fix anything

wouldnt it be easier to go back in time to the moment before the void dive and beat some sense into yourself? whats another paradox, it beats pissing off god and causing reality to collapse

[berryliciouspie]

ᢉ𐭩 nerd!ellie williams sfw hc's !

⠀ ୨୧ authors 📝 : hey guys ! first ever headcannons so im sorry if im not good at writing im getting the hang of this app ( PLS READ IT THO DON'T SCROLL AHHHH!!)

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masc women hmu pls dms open .. ahaha who said that ! !

₊ modern au! , shy!nerd!ellie , flirting , bold(ish) ellie , men dni , high-key cringe , not proofread, a little short , probably loser!lovergirl! ellie is a better fit lol , fluff , all that good stuff ! <3

⟢ fluff hc's

ᯓ nerd!ellie is SO down bad for you . and when ur on ur period its no different . she practically kisses the ground you work on , spoiling you in every way .

︎︎⤷ "baabbyy... don't leaave mee.. m' so cold.." you'd say after she gets up from holding you in bed. she was keeping you so so warm , but she wanted to surprise you with something.

"i'll be back silly, stay right there okay? call me if you need me but i'd be home fast." she gives you a kiss on ur forehead while you pout in pain that ur girlfriend is breaking up with you (shes going to the store for 15 minutes max.) while ur in ur death bed (you are in ur shared bed with ellie with 3 blankets , plushies , a hot water pouch , heated blanket , and her laptop playing ur favorite movie).

you'd take a small nap and she'd come home to you're sleepy self. she'd slowly open up her bag of ur favorite (insert sweet treat here). you jolted at the noise of a bag and see ur pretty girl with sweats, a tank top and her adorable glasses you loved so much looking at you while shes on her gaming chair around her set up with the bag.

"you can go back to bed, sleepy girl. it wont go away" she says with a soft laugh.

"ellie .. give it to mee .. " ur hands come out the blankets and ur hands start doing a grabbing motion for it.

she'd chuckle, "how can i say no to my precious baby."

ᯓ when nerd!ellie see's random things on tiktok / reels / pintrest / anything she always says "us!" or sends you videos like that.

︎︎⤷ "baby , look its us!" she'd come running to the kitchen while you are getting water for her.

"mhm els, we are those two french fries." you'd say and you give her a cheek kiss that leaves her cheeks in a deep hue of red. she kissed you back on the lips and then smirked.

"are you a french fry? because i want to eat you out from top to bottom !" she'd giggle and almost die of laughter from her own joke, and you follow as well.

"you fucking corn ball!" ellie would catch her breath before picking you up and putting ur legs around her.

" i love you sweetheart ."

"awww els! i love you dork."

a few days later , she showed you kittens cuddled up together forming a heart while you two were cuddling.

"aww! ellie this is so freaking us, how cute is this!!"

"i know how much you like cats and this is us cause we love each other and they are forming a heart which means they love each other and so thats us and they are super cute and ur super cute baby and-"

ellie would be shut up by you crashing ur lips into hers, and she'd let out a small whimper from how sudden it was. you pulled back and she looked like she was ready for more.

"what was that for princess?" she'd adjust her posture to look as calm and collective as she could (as if you guys haven't kissed many times before and are already dating..) and she covered her face slightly with her hands.

"you looked too cute pretty girl - why are you covering ur face?"

she only replied with a small pouting noise. cute.

"els, cmon look at me."

you held her hands gently and pulled them away from her face so you can see ur beautiful girl. she was so flustered, her face was beet red to her ears and her eyes looked like those of a pup.

"hehe.. ur so cute all flustered."

"shut up." she'd adjust her glasses before laying on ur chest. "s'not my fault ur super hot."

"i know . . its hard being this sexy els!" you'd say mockingly.

she'd rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face. "what if we tried making that heart shape?"

"you serious?"

"hey! i'm always serious!" you could only laugh and say " later. "

- nerd!ellie def puts on scary movies (that she is so nerdy abt) just for you to jump on her when shes scared (she also get scared but shhh)

- nerd!ellie geeks out when she yaps to you about dinosaurs, when you just look at her for too long saying "mhm" over and over she literally tweaks in the middle of her sentences and stutters (AUGGHSHHS I LOVE NERDS)

- nerd!ellie is just a girl . in public she'll have a cold face not because she wants to be nonchalant she's just awkward (MY SHAYLAAA💔💔) she just wants to go to her baby (you 😅)

- nerd!ellie sometimes asks to go on late night walks to see the starts and yaps about space and star facts and she'll bring a journal to draw the sky

- nerd!ellie loves to do acts of service , quality time , and physical touch !! she looooves taking care of you , she even leaves the game when you call for her (even when she cant pause💔). when ur doing anything she'll have to be all over you so she'll shut up. whether it be her laying on ur lap or her head is on your shoulder, her hands pulling ur waist so ur closer and random kisses every now and then.

- nerd!ellie loves giving you princess treatment.. need i say more. shes such a cutie aughfhshs

- this is random but my girl def got some corny ass dino boxers HELP

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heyoo guys !! thanks for reading my first real post lol , i got a very interesting (nerd ellie smut LMAO) fic idea for my next post hehehehe stay tunnneeddd!!! (at 30 likes? WHO KNOWS!!)

- berry pie ! <3

[t0msvi4gra]

PLS WRITE A 2008/2010 SMUT F!READER WITH TOM WHERE UR BEING REALLY BRATTY AND DISOBEDIENT SO HE FUCKS THE ATTITUDE OUT U WHILE BEING REALLLYYY DOMINANT LIKE OVERSTIMULATION AND/OR NOT LETTING READER CUM AND CALLING HER NAMES LIKE CUMSLUT, FUCKTOY, CUMDUMP, GOOD GIRL, STUFF LIKE THAT WHERE HE EATS HER OUT AND DOESNT LET HER CUM THEN FUCKS HER AND DOESNT LET HER STOP CUMMING PLSPSLSPLS THIS MIGHT BE A LOT SORRYRY

THIS IS SEXYY AND ITS NOT TOO DETAILED I LOVE DETAILED ASKSSS!!!

HARSH PUNISHMENT | TOM KAULITZ X FEM!READER

a/n this does contain forced sex. it is NOT rape so dont be in my comments telling me that it is. you dont like it? scroll and block. that easy.

you were on a date with tom and the waiter comes over.

“hi my name is corey and i’ll be your server for today. can i get you any drinks to start off with?” he asks holding his pen and pad up.

“uh yeah i’ll take a (drink)” you say looking at the menu but then looking up at him.

“and i’ll take a coke.” tom says and nods before looking at you.

“alright i’ll have those out.” he smiles and heads to get the drink.

tom looks at the server and glares at him as he walks away. “what the fuck was that?” he asks leaning in and whispering.

“what? i just looked at him.” you ask confused.

“bullshit, i saw the way you looked at him.” tom was always like this. jealous, protective and so very possessive of you, he trusted you he just had a feeling in the back of his mind you would leave him. “babe, i was just being nice thats all. i promise i would never ever do anything else with anyone.” you say trying to reassure him.

“okay whatever.” he scoffs and rolls his eyes.

the server comes back with your drinks. “you guys ready to order?” he asks softly, noticing toms death glare.

i nod, “yeah im ready, i would like the (favorite food) please.” you say softly, closing the menu. “of course, and for you sir?” he asks looking at tom.

“yeah i’ll just get the chicken alfredo.” he says coldly. “uh yeah i got you. alright i’ll be right out with those.” he nods and leaves.

after you get done eating tom pays and you and him head back to his car. but on the way there a college guy drops his books, “oh let me get those for you.” you pick them up and you hand them to him. “thank you” he nods and smiles and walks off and right when you turn around tom stands behind you and looks at you angrily, you know what this means.

“get. in the fucking. car.” he says quietly and lightly shoves you. you gulp and you nod and get in the car.

“youre too fucking nice you know that? you always say “oh hey im never gonna leave you, blah blah blah” but youre such a goddamn people pleaser!” he continues to yap about how much youre too nice and you need to stop being so nice to other people. and you have NEVER talked back to him because you knew what would happen but you got so sick and tired of his shit.

“TOM SHUT UP! YOU ARE ALWAYS FUCKING LIKE THIS! IM SORRY YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A DICK! MAYBE YOU SHOULD LEARN HOW TO BE NICE TO PEOPLE THAN BEING SUCH A STRAIGHT UP ASSFACE! YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND I COULD NEVER AND WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU BUT IF YOU KEEP THIS SHIT UP, IM FUCKING GONE!” you say and the silence is so loud.

tom pulls into the parking lot of his penthouse. “when we get inside, you better hide, and hide good because when i find you, i’ll give you the most excruciating punishment i have ever given you. and ill count to 5. 1… 2…” youre eyes widen and you run inside and you go upstairs and you hide in the walk in closet between clothes. you hear the door open. “gotcha” he roughly grabs you and throws you on the bed. “tom wait, im sorry, im sorry, it wont happen again.” you plead, though you secretly loved when he was like this. “you should’ve thought about that before you started talking back. youre such a fucking brat.” he rips off your clothes and he covers your mouth, and whispers in your ear, “im not going to stop until im done, you hear me?” he says almost threatening. you nod fearfully. “good.” he moves away and he spreads your legs and he shoves his middle and ring finger inside you, fucking you with him roughly.

you cant help but moan and you whimper. “fuck!” “it feels so good, doesnt it, pretty girl?” he says and he leans down to suck your clit, causing you to scream loudly. “tom s-stop.” you try to move away but he pins one of your legs down with his free hand. he leans up. “you taste so damn good. gosh i love your pussy, too bad its not gonna cum.” you instantly shake your head. “no babe, i need to cum. please.. please please!” you cry out before he pulls his fingers out of you.

he roughly tosses you on your stomach.

“you are going to take every inch of this cock. i will make you.” he says with gritted teeth.

he lifts your ass up and he spanks it hard, causing you to yelp.

he shoves his thick cock in your pussy from behind and he pounds you. “fucking take it you slut!” he groans, as he slaps your ass cheeks with both hands repeatedly until its super red. “take that you bitch.” he groans in anger and pleasure.

you moan loudly and the bed creaks and creaks. “t-t-om” you manage to get out.

“shut up and take it you bad girl, youre such a bad fucking girl.” he slams his cock inside you over and over, not letting you cum. “you never gonna cum! my bad fucktoy will never cum!” tom ends up cumming inside you. but he doesnt stop. he moans and he pulls your hair. “if you cum without my permission its going to be so much harder for you.” he says through gritted teeth. “st-stop it… i can’t t-ake it.” you weakly say, nearly passing out. “i need to cum.” you whimper. “you can take it… you wanna be my good girl right?” he asks with mock innocence. “mhm” you hum out. “then take it”

he continues to drive you mad and he groans and rubs your pussy. feeling your pussy clamp around him. “you wanna cum now?” he asks spanking you. you nod eagerly. “words babygirl.” you nod “yes, tom please i need it.” he smiles and you cum hard and he cums with you. he pulls out.

“on your knees sweetheart.” he says pushing you to your knees, slapping your lips with the tip of his big thick veiny cock. “suck it good. you can do it” he pushes his cock down your throat and fucks your mouth as he holds your head in place.

he groans and slaps you. “youre so pretty when you suck me. your throat is so tight.” he cums hard down your throat and he pulls back and he helps you up and lays you down, and lays down beside you. “youre such a good little girl.” he pulls you on his chest and strokes your hair. “im sorry i yelled at you.” you say sweetly.

“thats okay sweet girl. im sorry for yelling at you.”

[icarusredwings]

Obedient demons, devlish Angels.

Wade is so bad at his job he almost starves to death. And Logan is so bad at his, that he makes sure He dosn't.

Tw: depiction of rejection sensitivity, vauge sex, open/closed relationship dynamics, sick/ill demons, "eating" problems, what the title says.

@nuggetpool-hi

No one:

Wade, rubbing up against Logan like a cat: Plllleeeeaaasseee?? Pretty please? I'm staaarrvvinngg Loagie!

Logan, sitting in a chair reviewing the bible: You just ate yesterday; Wade. You aren't starving...

Wade: Yes, I am! You left me here to go spend the night with kurt so Im hungry! Honest! Please?? I'll be quick! You won't even know im down there-

Logan: Enough! I'm tired of this. Stop. Every time I come back, all you wanna do is have sex and I know you kinda have too but I dont want to! Do you ever think about that? Do you ever stop and wonder if I even want to?!

Wade, backing away, tail tucked: ......i-.. I do all the time...

Logan: Apprently not because I already said no! And you just keep-.....

Wade: *anxiously picking at his nails, head down and clearly ashamed to just exist* ....sorry...

Logan: No... Wait- Wade no... I didnt-

Wade, already crying, streaks of red coming down his neck and cheeks: n-no.. Its okay.. i-I wont ask anymore..

Logan: *sighs* I didn't mean it like that... Im just.. frustrated...

Wade, hurt, tears falling: I-its fine.. really. I Just..y-youre so nice to me when-.. when we do it and..and..

Logan, getting up: *reaches out a hand* No, Wade, I didn't mean to- You dont have to find someone else. Ill do it, Just.. just gimme a second okay?

Wade, shaking his head, backing up: No.. I-i wont ask anymore. It's fine.. dont worry about it..

Logan, watching Wade lay down and curl up on his side of the bed, now feeling terrible: ...so... y-you aren't hungry anymore..? Or.. cause we can! I dont mind Its just... *another sigh* Look. Wade.. I don't want you to be hungry..

Wade, whispering: I'll be okay...

Logan then puts his stuff away, trying to pull Wade close. He's squirming, trying to shy away but Logan forces him to stay in his chest, kissing his forehead and softly apologizing. Wade's bloody face heightens Logans primal angelic insticts, fighting the adrenaline rush of battle to keep his touches gentle, rubbing his back with slit yellow eyes. Being a warrior of the lord was difficult when demon bloods scent alone activated the strong desire to overcome evil, esspecially when the one in your arms isn't evil at all, just forever hungry.

*The next day*

Logan: Waade. Im back! Let me eat real quick and ill feed ya.

Wade: *streatches and yawns* Mmh Nah.

Logan: Nah? But yesterday you were whining about how hungry you were.

Wade: Im not hungry anymore. Got some pathetic sap in the chapel.

Logan:...... you..got someone else?;

Wade, non sarcastically, if anything simply explaining: Yeah. Thought you were getting tired of feeding me so.. you know. Besides. Gotta keep the sinners coming back right? Heh heh."

Logan: .....Yeah.... yeah.. thats fine.. thats.... who was it?

Wade: i...I dont know? Just some guy. Fuck, Angel, If I didnt know any better Id say you're acting.... jealous~"

Logan, biting his tounge: No! I just dont-...nevermind..

Wade: You don't like what?

Logan, thinking, his chest tight: I... I don't like you feeding on others.

Wade, gasping: Really!?

Logan: B-but its not like that!! I-i just mean- what kind of an angel would I be if i let a demon feed on the innocent?

Wade, now giggling: Ohh yeaahh suuuree

Logan, finally coming to lay down: Im serious!! You might accidently drain them too much and then what would that make me? A terrible protector. Thats what.

Wade, now pulling his face close, holding his cheeks lovingly: D'aaaaaww~ Loagie baby dosn't want me sleeping around on him? My big brave strong angel boy wants this demon ass all to himself? Hm??

Logan, blushing: No!! I didn't say that! Im just doing my duty as an angel to protect citizens and-

Wade is smirking: Oh yes, your civil duty of fucking a succubus every day, right? Liks you Sooo dont love my tight ass? Hm? And when I nip your balls or when-

Logan, completly red: ENOUGH! ..S-shut up..

This bickering and banter goes on for a while longer before they end up cuddling and falling asleep in each others arms. Wade feels loved in an emotional sense, it feels much better then the other 'love' he got ealier.

*the next x 7 days*

Logan: Hey Wade. Service ended early today and Kurt has a meeting. So im all yours. What do you w-.... Wade? Are you alright?

Wade, weak, curled up inside of the blanket: ....

Logan: Wade?? Come on, don't trick me. Whats wrong? *puts his hand on his forehead. He has a fever but he's shaking. Or was he just hot cause hes a demon? Either way, hes too warm for Logan's liking.* Do demons get sick?

Wade, clinging to his hand with his own, desperate for attention and affection: .. Please..

Logan: Please what? What do you need?

Wade, whos clamy, breathing uneven, and who is now whimpering: N-nothin... i-im fine.

Logan: Wade... tell me whats wrong.

Wade, shaking his head: N-no...I-i dont want to ask anymore..

Logan, finally getting it, realizing that this last week has been all cuddles. He hasn't fed Wade in an entire week: Come on. Get up, Ill-

Wade, whining as if it hurts to talk: I can't..

Logan, now worrying: Y-you cant get up? Oohh.... fuck wade!! Why didn't you say anything!? When I said I didn't want too at that moment I didn't mean starve yourself to death!! Shit!.. okay.. uhm..

Wade, tearing up, silent and holding his hand, logan is squeezing it: ...Im sorry... i-i didnt want to make you upset...

Logan, panicking: Why didn't you just-?!

Its now Logan remembers telling Wade he isn't allowed to feed on the church goers or clergy anymore. He feels terrible.

Logan: You... you listened.. you obeyed an angel?

Wade, eyes closed, trying to ignore his pain: Only my angel...

Logan, smiling, feeling himself tear up. One drops onto Wade.

Wade, whining because angel tears are holy water: OWCH!! W-whhhy??

Logan: Sorry! Sorry I just.. *wipes eyes* Im going to fix this. I promise. Can I fix it? Please?

Wade: If youre asking consent to fuck me then Yes.

And so Logan does. Connecting their foreheads, their tears softly mixing into a slight diluted sting each time they touched one another, kissing like it was the end of the world, the passion and adjustments Logan had is slow. Tender. And passionate. The kind you only really gave to a loyal lover who you've just returned to. A farmilar feeling of home and satisfaction feeding Wade back to health. They must have fucked at least three times that night because in the morning Wade was springy as ever, like a spring chicken being put into a new pasture, the old tired cock trailing behind just happy that the hen was healthy again.

[valentine-cafe]

May I have a some churros and a egg tarts please!??!

[Afab gn reader]

Just thinking about "dumb' human reader again!! But they get you sick after taking care of them for so long!! And they really should have expected this, humans have such weak immune systems!! It just gets harder to leave your side when the tears fill your eyes each time they leave!! And it gets harder to breathe when your nose stuffs up more from all the crying!!:( You'll always deny their kisses too, afraid of getting them sick again but you'll hold their hand!! But your bottom lip starts to wobble when they have to leave!!

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˖⁺. ﹙ rockstar punk bf  x afab reader x naga mechanic. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . we should've known it was coming !! 🍒 :  alessio: rockstar ˖ enigma ˖ punk ˖ jingyi: naga ˖ grim reaper ˖ mechanic﹙ verse 1311 alessio & jingyi. ﹚

reader catches a bad virus after their boyfriend's recovery

“You can’t kiss me Jìngyí. . . You’ll get sick all over again.” You murmur quietly, frowning at the small attempt from your boyfriend. He watches as the tears well up in your eyes once more, the aches and pains of the virus you contracted is so painful you can’t take it.

It makes sense, it’s not something humans are used to, often one seen in enigma most. The only thing is, you’re always around a pair of enigma!! Of course you will get infected and with it at the end of the day.

“Baobei. . . It’ll be okay, I wont get sick.” The naga attempts to persuade you, yet you look away. Lips moving away from his. Your head shaking.

Meanwhile, Alessio is putting soup on the table, taking the cold pair of hands that wave at his fiancé and warm them in his.

“Cariño it’ll be okay.” His voice is as soft as the blankets that are wrapped around you.

A hand pushes up to your forehead to feel for the ugly fever you had an hour ago. Yet you burn just the same.

The man sighs, grimacing.

“It just aint gettin better huh?” He whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead. The only acceptable place you allow them to.

“Gonna have to go get stronger medication for them. . .”

You start rasping quietly, your eyes looking at both of them with a plead in your eyes for them not to go.

“It’s for the better, baobei.” Jìngyí nods along, before turning his gaze to Alessio as he speaks as well: “We need to get you up and going, we won’t be long. . .”

“I know. . .” You murmur and sob quietly, your nose becoming stuffier than before. It’s so hard to breathe.

“Hey— hey hey, it’s okay, don’t cry. Happy feet will keep you cosy, it’ll be alright. Please breathe.” The enigma’s words spill out of his mouth with worry evident, trying to make you stop crying. While picking up the penguin ( puffin ) that has been wandering around the couch. Putting him up to you and letting you cuddle him with a frown directed to your boyfriends.

You dumb human. Making both of them soften up . . . you dumb, stupid human.

They have to make sure you feel better as soon as possible.

[luvvnai]

Unrequited Love 

rapper y/n keeps hurting chris but he cant let go

you and Chris had a very interesting situation going on you two had met at summer smash last summer your set was before lil skies and ever since then Chris was in love with you, you did to but just not enough to want something with him you didn't see yourself in a relsonship

the first time he had confessed his love you to where in your car eating McDonalds Chris had constant Butterflys when with you, the way you grabbed his arm when laughing so hard that made you curls bounce or the way you mixed gold and silver jewelry and how your braces shined when you talked out whatever you where rambling bout

you were eating your nuggets when he couldn't stop looking at you, he felt like he was stuck in a trance he had been positive you felt the way about him you let him yap your ears off cuddled with him showed him your music that haven't dropped yet always ready to pick him never making fun of him for not being able to drive, so he took a deep breath said it "im in love with you y/n" you choked on your nuggets and didn't say it back he went home and cried to nick

you loved music, being on tour, being in the studio meeting other artist anything that had to do with it honestly sometimes you felt like music was your soulmate but you felt that getting into a relationship would be too distracting and there wasn't anything you could get out of Chris but some dick in your mind which led you to be friends with some more

nick and matt tried to tell him on many occasions that this would hurt him and was doing him worse than good, but he didn't care you could have hated him but as long as he was with you, he didn't care he loved taking you shopping watching you at the studio seeing fans ship the two of you he just loved you and as bad as it sounds you loved the attention and how much he spiled you rarely you wished you loved him back but there was only room for one in your heart and music won every time

currently you and Chris where on a "break" again you felt that he was pushing a relationship on you it wasn't that you where the whole problem Chris lets his commenmnt issues onto you it made you feel untrusted and controlled you didn't like that he wanted your lo to know all yours plans for the week what time you left and got back to your house

you had done an interview at the red carpet and timothy shalmon was the interviewer you and him are very similar flirty and talkative people the fans went crazy so did Chris he went on a 2-hour rampage watching every edit watching your body language at one point he even had it up on his tv

and fans had made many edits and ship they had also shipped you and Chris but not as much as they are with timothy and Chris in fax didn't like that why would they think you and timothy looked better than you and him did you think the same did you do the things with him you also did with chris he went crazy.

chris🤦🏽

soo whats up with you and timothy? cos you seemed really happy

oh my god Chris what are u on about

nah just wondering because everyone saying you two dating

chris you always do this stuff I can't look at a guy . without you going genuinely crazy

he cant fuck you like i do tho he dont love you like i do no one will i dont understand why you wont let it be and be with me .read 2:15

read he goes to text you again typing you are in love with him you just don't know it yet 'Chris get a grip you sound insane" Chris looks over at matt on the couch "Chris this has been going on for months how many times are we going to have to tell you she doesn't love you" Chris ran his hands though his hair throwing his hair back "shut the fuck up guys you don't get it this is what happens" nick laughed "may that kind of love never find me" Chris threw one of the pillows at nick

you on the other hand where unbothered by Chris you knew no matter what you said or how you treated him he would always come back to you like a lost puppy this was a game to you see how many times you could win you took it so far to the point where you didn't even follow him back on insta but had a highlight for you named 👩‍❤️‍👨 and you hid your face in every pic

it's been almost 3 weeks since you texted Chris, he's called you and texted your multiple times, but you didn't respond and for a second matt and nick thought you were finally done with him as they had to hold their little brother all most every night it was like he was going through withdrawal he couldn't sleep barely eating even nate tried to help

but just as he started getting a little better and accepting that you were never coming back, he relapsed you texted him one night at 4 am when you were at the studio bord you genuinely forgot about the poor boy

chris 🤦🏽 . * your lo* come over imy

ill be there in ten

*yn❤️ liked message*

i missed you to baby

as calm as he sounded in the messages, he was so relieved to hear from you he ran to matts room busting through the door "matt yn just texted me can you give me a ride to her" matt sat up from his bed smacking his forehead "Chris don't go isn't this draining for you" Chris feeling irritated pulls the blanket "come one matt I need her please" matt not wanting his brother to get a uber at 4 in the morning gets up grabbing his keys "thank you" Chris says softly

he got your privet studio that had a gate in the front that needed a code to get in he texted you to come open it matt saw you walk out the building in a white tan top and long gray short to the gate this being the first time he'd seen you since rolling loud you walking to the car as Chris rolled down his window hey you can just drop him off here the inside is full Chris walked out the car hugging you

you didn't really hug him back just kinda sat there this pained matt knowing how hugs where Chris's love language "so how long you need him till you go ghost again" his mattaude sticking out very hard Chris shots him a look you as you smile at matt "idk ill drop him off when I'm done with him" you say as you walk away Chris quick to follow you

you and chris get into your studio he sits on the office chair and sits you on his lap rapping his arms around your waist and his head into your neck "I missed you baby" you put your hands in his hair rubbing his scalp "you wanna here this new song i just made" he lifts his head up "mhmm" you tap around on your computer and play a song https://open.spotify.com/search/the%20cut ( please just act like a girl sings it)

in the middle of the song Chris picks you up placing you onto the table kissing you he pulls you into a kiss he knows he shouldn't be doing this and that he will be hurt but there is that side of him that truly thinks he can change you and maybe one day you will love him back, he kisses down your neck starting to leave Hickeys as you pull onto his hair Chris no hickeys I have a show next week

he Growns onto your neck as he listens to you pulling your shirt off and going for your tittes sucking on one as he toys with your other nipple pinching and slapping it, he moves down kissing your belly and pulling your shorts off he sits back down into the chair as your heat sits perfectly Infront of him he kisses and bites your inner thigh pulling you panties off and blowing into your clit

Chris, you whine like music to his ears he loves the way his names sound so perfect in your mouth when you pull him by his hair into you, he happily follows diving into you rapping his hands around your thighs putting them over his shoulders

you moaned out as you felt him spell something on your clit Christopher that's when it hit him, he didn't care how many times you ghosted him or didn't say you loved him back this was his favorite place he would go through all that pain all over again if it meant ending up in-between your legs

[vulpixisananimal]

<Null> {Mal Du Pays} [Loop] (Siffrin)

(You breathe in, and out. In, and out. In. . . Out. . . . . . In. . . . . . . . . Out. . .)

(Last night, Isabeau brought something up to you.)

("So, you know Vixul? Tall? Silver hair? Me and Ramos have been training with her together, a-anyway! I, got to talking, and, well, she's like you. I asked if SOMEONE I know could talk to her about it and, she said, well, yeah!")

(You were standing in front of the door to her room. You had been standing there for about five minutes. Your heart was pounding. Your head hurt. Your mouth dry. Why did this feel scarier than anything else you had ever done? You raise a fist.)

("Just knock on her door and say Isa sent you, okay?")

(You pause, take your hand back, breathe, then try again. And. . . You knock.)

(. . . Step, step, step, door unlock, twist of the handle, and, it was open. That tall girl, Vixul, stood there. Silver hair in a ponytail, bandage over one eye, winter clothing. She blinks seeing you, surprised.)

"O-oh! Hey, uh, Siffrin right? Caaaaan I help you with something."

". . . I, uh. . ." (You paused for a second, wishing you grabbed your hat to hide. You look away.) ". . . . Isa sent me."

". . . Oooooh, right, okay. C'mon in, bud." (She opened the door and stepped back into her room. You follow. It was like before, but a little more organized. And like before, it was chilly.)

(Vixul went over to the desk and sat down.) "Close the door, take a seat on the bed."

"Okay." (Door closed, locked, you get on the bed and sit legs crossed. Looking away.) ". . . ."

". . . . .So." (She's looking away, too.) ". . . It's. . it's alright. Hard to talk to someone about it, isn't it."

"Y-yeah. ." (You hang your head.) "Like, just, it doesn't sound. ."

"Doesn't sound real?" (You look up, Vixul continues.) "Like maybe you're making this all up or something?"

". . . Uh, y-yeah."

"And then a few seconds later there's someone screaming in your head that you're not?"

". . . Heh, yeah, that too."

"And then you wake up a few days later and suddenly oops, you just missed a whole week."

"Or being bullied for making a simple mistake?"

"GODS all the TIME." (Vixul threw her hands up dramatically.) "Please, I'm the host how about one of you take over for a bit."

". . . Huh?" (You tilt your head.) "Host? Like, the one in charge?"

". . . . Oh luna you don't know anything about this do you."

"N-not, not really. Kinda. . ." (You scratched your head.) "There's, there's four. Some of us are, a-are better at things than others. Separate memories, b-but we can share some of them. Having a kind of, mind, space, getting dizzy, it's, all so much."

"Well, you're halfway there already." (She rubs the side of her head.) "Alright, one thing at a time. What're their names? What're they like?"

"Oh, well, there's me, Loop, Mal du Pays, and Null. I'm, well, I guess the one in charge? Host?"

"Host is right, the person who deals with the day-to-day stuff."

"O-okay, then, Loop. Loop helps remember stuff, and takes over a bunch too. Mal Du Pays is, is very introverted, protective, a bit self destructive. Null is. . . Rash? Just, he just wants to get things done. Doesn't care about anything else, I think."

(Vixul nods at each name.) "Sif, Mal, Loop, Null. I nice round four, but don't feel bad if you get more, okay?"

"I-I could, get more?!?" (You tugged at your cloak.)

"More likely you will then wont." (Vixul turned to the desk and began going through it while she talked.) "There's four here, too. Me, Vixul, host. Major, takes care of the body and not here to make friends. Addeline, very carefree, makes sure we don't burn out. And Orcane, who, uh, does things that need to be done. Here" (She turned and tossed a notebook to you.)

(You caught it and opened it. Blank.) "Huh?"

"Keep a journal, it'll help." (She picked up her own.) "Put a message on the first page that anyone new can read. Try and make sure it's updated every day, ask your friends for that, it'll help. A lot."

"R-right. . ." (Odile had suggested before you keep a journal. Well, you had an excuse now at least.)

"Oh yeah, and you can write down things that get certain headmates in control." (She sees your blank expression, and sighs.) "If I hear some upbeat music, Addeline will show up. Some triggers are good, some bad. Make sure to list them down.

"Rrrrrriiiighhht. . ." (Your rub your temple, that was, a lot.)

". . ." (She looks away again.) ". . . Sorry, I know that's, a lot."

"I-it's fine!" (You say, half-true.)

"Sure, buddy." (She shakes her head and takes a breath.) "Right, sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself a bit."

(Vixul turned back to her own journal and began flicking through it.) "The term for what you and I are is 'Plural', the other people in our heads are called 'Headmates', y'know, head-roomates. And as a collective you're called a 'system.'"

(She turns back around, now holding her book of notes.) "We're like this 'cause as kids, our personality is still getting itself together. If something traumatic happens to us, it'll stop that from happening. Skip forward a few years and suddenly your head's fractured into anywhere from a couple, to a dozen, to hundreds of personalities."

(You blink at that.) ". . . Hundreds?"

"Yeah, I know. Not common, but it happens." (She continued.) "Usually each part has their own job; Hosts, you and me, take care of the day to day, memory holders are- well you can guess. Caretakers make sure basic needs are met, protectors step in when the body or mind needs defending."

(Memory holder sounds like Loop, Protector. . . Kinda like Mal? Not really though, Vixul continues.)

"Littles are, well, repressed childhood emotion. Persecutors are personifications of, uh, abuse." (She looks to the side.) "Not inherently evil, it's complicated. O-OH! And if someone doesn't know if any of these fit that's okay!"

"R-right. . ."

". . . You should write this down."

"O-OH!" (Vixul tosses you a pen and you open your new journal. You choose a page near the back and start writing. She waits for you to catch up.)

"Then there's Introjects" (She taps her chin.) "Sometimes when a new headmate is trying to form, they latch onto a personality you already know. Fictive is based on a fictional personality, factive is from, well, real life. They might have phantom memories from their 'source', and, other stuff."

<You pause for a second. That's, that's you.>

(Null?!?)

<Quiet. You look up at Vixul.> ". . . introject."

"Yep." <She tilts her head.> "Everything alright?"

". . . No, not exactly." <You look down at what you had wrote, you had been in the background, but that shook you in controll- Siffrin. . . ? Stars, great.> ". . . I'm sorry, I think I just kicked Siffrin out. I'm Null"

"That's fine, sometimes you just get forced to the front. Good to meet you!" <She wasn't phased for a second.> "Need catching up on anything?"

<You shook your head.> "No. Although I wanted to ask, what about that place in our head? That's not normal, apparently."

"No it isn't, some non-systems have them, but for us it's just, there." <She started messing with her coat sleeve.> "It's how the mind organizes itself I think. It, can feel very real sometimes."

<You nod.> "So I've gathered."

"Oh yeah! Do you get headaches? Or dizzy spells where you can't think? Dissociating?"

"Yes. We do." <You remember multiple times when looping a few days ago that caused that.> "When it happens, we have a breathing exercise. And for me, listening to music helps.

"Good grounding techniques, try and find out what else can help, oh and write it down!"

<You roll your eye, but write it down. You had already filled up a page with notes, stars.> "This is quite a lot."

"It, it is." <She gets up, walking over and sits next to you on the bed.> "It's, it's complicated, confusing, and there's a lot to take in. That's because nothing is universal."

<She continues.> "It's like. . . Well it's like trying to compare those little Change God statues. None of them repeat, but they do rhyme. Right?"

"Right." <You nod.> "So, something we experience another may not?"

"Exactly! Actually, I might have an example. Can you see your headspace right now?"

"One moment." <You breathe in, and out. You're still see the bed. But in flickers you can also see the lightless sky.> "Yes, I can."

"Alright, lets try. . ." <She taps her foot for a moment.> "I know, I'm dropping an apple at your feet."

<?!??!?!!?!?!?!!?>

<You reach out, there's an apple on the ground. It's flickering like the rest of your headspace, but, it's, there?> "How did you do that?"

"Phantom touch." <She smiles.> "I don't get that, but you do. If someone phrases something just right when you're in the right mindset, it'll trick your head into thinking it's happening in your headspace."

<You blink a few times. You still had the apple. You look up at Vixul.> "This seems more unreal the more you talk."

"It does, doesn't it." <She reaches over to pat your back, but notices you wince, and stops.> "W-well, it's, real. Even if it sounds crazy, or people call you crazy, it's real and we gotta live with it."

"Mhm." <You look back down at the journal.> ". . . Any more words of wisdom?"

"Lets see- oh! You could name your little system, too!" <She points a thumb at herself> "We're called Snowflower system."

"Heh, cute." <Your mouth twitches into a smile. A funny little collective name, that could be fun.> "Oh, I did have a question to do with combat; I can't use the others crafts."

"Right." <She nods.> "Well, it's about personality and just, your own skills. Major is good at holding his ground, Addeline is fast, Orcane is sneaky. Just like how you might want to tag out so someone else can deal with something better than you can, you can do it in a fight too. Craft types change too."

<Like how Mal wasn't scissors type. Like how you didn't know any craft skills at all. Like how you could loop on demand, unlike the others.> "It also helps resist mind control."

"Learned that the hard way." <Another nod.> "Thanks again for helping with that, by the way."

"No problem." <Like you helped much in the end.> ". . . Anything else?"

"Just a few notes; make sure to communicate problems with your headmates. Don't get worried if there's times where you don't hear from any headmates. And if someone new does show up, try not to deny their existence." <She looks away.> "That one is mostly for the host."

". . ." <You look directly at Vixul. She coughs.> ". . . Do as I say, not as I do?"

"Well I don't anymore." <She grumbles.> "U-uh, any last questions?

<You shake your head.> "None come to mind. Do you have any last words of advice?"

". . . Just, just one." <Vixul turned to look directly at you.> "Look at me."

<You turn.>

"I want you to listen to me, I need you to remember this and write it down in big letters, okay?"

<You nod.>

"Okay, listen. Above everything else, I need you to do one thing. And that's to give yourself grace. Don't be hard on yourself. Don't try and fit some definition or other peoples idea of what your experience should be."

"Talk to your family, talk to your headmates, figure things out. Experiment with your headspace and see what's possible. See who's better at what. See if there's other headmates hiding in there. But, above all, I need you to remember to just, go easy on yourself, please."

<. . . You nod.>

"Do you promise?!?"

<Another nod.> "I promise."

"Write it down-"

"I'm going to!" <You turn back to the journal. And just like she asked, big letters, underlined three times. "Give yourself grace." You get the feeling this is something she learned the hard way.> ". . . And, that's it?"

"By Luna I think it is." <She's rubbing her temples again.> "Tell ya what, you're still here for a few days, I'll get to writing a booklet or something you can flip through if you're confused about anything."

". . . You don't need to do that." <You stand up.>

"Don't be an idiot." <She stands up too.> "It's not like I have anything else to do. Plus it's the Vaugardian thing to do."

<You chuckle at that.> "When in Vaugarde. . ."

"Do as the Vaugardians do." <She, laughing, then cuts herself.> "Oh craaaab wait, relationship stuff."

"What?" <You turn, confused.>

"Well, you're dating Isa, right?" <She crosses her arms.> "And, well, do you all like him?"

". . ." <Siffrin without a doubt. Mal, you had learned recently, does. Loop kissed him a few days ago so you have no idea. And you. . .> "Everyone bar me. I'm still figuring it out. Although. . ."

<You sigh, rubbing your head.> "We learned a few days ago another of our companions, Ramos, has feelings for us. Siffrin is the only one who may having feelings back." <You pause.> ". . The rest of us neither like nor trust Ramos."

". . . Yikes." <She bit her lip.> "Well, first off, congrats on hitting the lottery; most of you like Isabeau, that is not the norm. Second, uh, well. . . You're, you're doing the right thing already by, talking about this. But you all should be clear with eachother and Ramos. If, Sif and Ramos become a thing it should be only if you guys are okay with it too."

<. . . You nod, and sigh.> "Thank you."

"Can I ask why you don't like Ramos?"

"We were enemies for a time." <You say flatly.> "They were controlled by those who did the same here, yes, but I don't trust them."

"Right. . . Gooooood luck with that?"

"Mhm." <You rub your neck.> ". . . Thank you, Vixul, Snowflower?"

"Vixul's fine." <She goes to sit back at her desk, back to work.> "It's snowflower if you're talking to us all, but, you're welcome."

<You wave, and go to leave. That went well, you weren't sure where Siffrin went, but. . . Actually. . .>

<You stop.> ". . . How did you know Polaris' name?"

<Vixul pauses for just a moment.> ". . Pardon?"

"Polaris." <Your voice was flat. You felt something was off.> "How did you know his name"

"Because. . . That's his name- wait when did you talk to Pol about that?" <She turns to look at you again, her eyes changing from kind to suspicious.>

"His name is from an island that has been wished out of existence." <You press on.> "You're not from there, your accent is unplaceable, and you're using the moon as an expletive. Why?"

<She stares at you in disbelief. You've clearly caught her off guard. She's hiding something more. What was it, Vixul? What did you do?>

<There's a cold, long silence, before she sighs, and turns back to her desk.> ". . . I can't tell you, It's a secret."

"Can't, or won't."

"Won't." <Vixul held up a hand, it was empty.> I won't tell you for the same reason you wouldn't tell me about your time craft."

<She snapped her fingers, and a pair of coins fell from thin air into her hand.>

<There's a second of silence, then she tosses the coins to you. You catch them, and hold them up to the light- No. . .> "How."

"It's not hard to spot a paradox if you know what to look for." <She's still not looking at you.> "Relax, I'm good at keeping secrets."

<You huff, and tuck YOUR two coins back in the pocket they were in a few moments ago. Space manipulation? This explained one thing, at least. When you first broke into her room, she snuck up on you without open the door or making any sound. Hm.> "The people we're chasing used some transportation craft, do you-"

"No clue." <She interrupts.> "Pretty amateur stuff, though, I've met children that could do better."

<You squint.> ". . . Have you?"

<She simply hums in response.>

<You stare at the back of Vixuls head, as if looking hard enough might decipher the enigma of her existence. Nothing about her made sense. What kind of journey has she been on? What can she do that's as dangerous as your time craft? Do you even want to know?>

". . . Fine, if whatever your doing is comparable to what we're doing, I'll leave you to it."

"Same to you." <She turns back to you, finally.> "This world's gone through enough broken time, I do not want to know how it's done."

"Good. It sucks." <You reply flatly.> ". . . Thank you, Vixul. And good luck."

"Right back 'atchya" <She does a half wave.> "And kick that 'Perci' assholes butt for me."

[rain-day-today]

A few more baby fairytail headcanons because their the found family that haunts me in my dreams🫶🏽 these are a little more natsu and gray centric cause those are my favs

Gray and Natsu did not have a place to live until they were in the guild for like a year . There were too many parentless orphans running around and not enough people to keep track of them, so It was couch surfing hot potato like nobody’s business.

Natsu’s stuff was scattered to the high heavens. You would find his sandals in Laxus’s room, bag in the Strauss Siblings place,any clothes were scattered between Erza, Cana and Levy. Really its a miracle he had clothes at all considering the fact he also refused to wear a shirt his first month( “you don’t needs shirts in the forest snd their itchhhyyy” ) . Gray was a bit better and just had a card board box that he took to people’s house when he decided (without the person’s permission) to crash there for the next week. Ironically,The two would always end up trying to crash with the same person on the same night. Natsu would be climbing into the room through the window right when Gray was breaking in by picking the lock.

Speaking of which, Everyone but erza can pick locks. Lissana is the fastest followed by Cana and then Natsu. Mira just broke the door down.

Whenever they were smaller and Erza went on a job with Levy they had an unspoken understanding to only speak like they were from medieval times. There were alot of questions afterward and more lost in translation.

Little Cana would cut and dye everyone’s hair. She Once dyed natsu’s hair black, mistaking the hair dye as extra shampoo-y shampoo

That was the worst week of Natsu and Grays life. Whenever they were out in public together they got mistaken for brothers.

”WHAT DO YOU MEAN BROTHERS?! HES A BROODING EMO STRIPPER! WE DON’T LOOK ANYTHING CLOSE TO RELATED. ”

*cana and laxus dying of laughter*

*maco and wakaba choking*

“BROTHERS?! BROTHERS?!?? ARE YOU BLIND HIS FACE IS FREAKY! FREAKY ! AND LOOKS COMPLETELY STUPID, HOW COULD YOU THINK THAT ME AND THAT THING SHARED ANYTHING?!?!”

natsu and gray couldn’t look at each other that entire week.

EmoTeen!Gray discovered the girls taste in books after being locked in the library closet during “book club”

Natsu knows exactly what Erza and Levy read. super hearing y’know? He wont admit to it but he knows not to be in the guild whenever those high pitched giggle start.

Laxus gets severely motion sick. He used to deal with it by using those stupid looking motion sickness glasses every time he got on a train. Now he just sells his soul to the devil (mira) for a bottle of magic elixir ( straight vodka) that lets him pass tf out.

Erza lost an Erza look alike contest once

Mira lost a Mira look alike contest

Lissana won both of them back to back

Natsu has a collection of hand me downs that he refuses to wear or get rid of. Most of them are Erzas old armors or things gray stripped and forgot about, but he has a little of everyone. His favorite one is Laxus’s old big coat.

Elfman does a little quote of the day thing in the guildhall

Elfman once got all the fairytail kids including s-class Laxus, Erza, and Mira to Jump Guildarts. No one knows the outcome because at some point all the smaller kids got knocked out with only Erza,Mira and Laxus left awake and they wont tell who won.

When they were younger there was a cute skate park the girls would visit often, thats why they can do all the cool skate board tricks.

Levy bought a motorcycle after getting the money from her first “big” job

Natsu once put a tin full of mentos in multiple buckets of coke in the guild hall infirmary

One time gramps was feeling really down and kids did a little play to cheer him up. They did sleeping beauty with Levy as Sleeping Beauty, Cana as the prince, Mira was maleficent, and Laxus as the prince’s horse. Gray, Natsu, and Elfman were obviously the fairies. Erza wasn’t in the guild at the moment much to her dismay. The play genuinely went incredibly well except instead of waking the princess up with a kiss, Cana head butted Levy so hard it caused Levy to pass out.

Little Valentines Day scenario

(No i do not care that its may)

The first year they were all together, Natsu and Gray got in trouble with Erza the day before valentine’s day. Them hearing everyone gush about wanting someone to give them something, decided that the best way to apologize (save themselves) would be to give her a bunch of valentines day candy and presents. They gave them to her at the guild with cute cards and she was so so happy she started to tear up. This marks Erza as the first person among them all to get a Valentine present.

The others were silently seething, which turned into alot of teasing “ Aww looks like Grays got a crushhh,” “ Look at natsu being all gentlemen like , Erza must be a special special girl,” Erza promptly beat them all up for it, and Gray and Natsu were successfully in their mission to save themselves!

They did feel kinda bad afterwards seeing the others look longingly at Erza quite large pile. Natsu sneakily went out and bought some more chocolates to hand cheer everyone up, gray joined in because “No way am I letting flame brain be liked more then me!” They obviously fought, which melted the chocolates. No fear however! Natsu tempered the chocolates to perfection and gray used his magic to make fun molds.

The next day they handed them out and now its a tradition. On Valentine’s day you get candy from the boy of your dreams, the next day Natsu and Gray give you a creepily detailed mini you made out of chocolate.

[plxnetn1ne]

since everyone in this fandom and their mum seem to be giving their piece about the ‘update’ coming to Hogwarts Legacy on the 6th, i figured id give my piece even if no one has asked

ive been seeing a lot of posts and replies about how “we should just take what we get and be grateful” and “the devs are working hard, do you know how hard game development is?”

im very aware of how difficult game development can be and how mentally taxing it is. i dont doubt that they’ve been through the mill.

the update is trash. its that simple. we’re allowed to feel upset about it, and for people saying that its not fair to be upset — it is fair. we shouldnt have to expect the bare minimum from a game that sold 22 million copies and reached nearly 2 billion dollars in revenue, a game that had 14 nominations for awards and 3 wins.

we were told we were getting a summer update alongside the Haunted Hogsmeade quest — the quest they promised to release to PC and Xbox in march when the game celebrated one year of release. they said, and i quote;

“As we near the one-year anniversary of Hogwarts Legacy, we wanted to let our community know that the Hogwarts Legacy PlayStation-exclusive content will be available on other platforms later this summer, along with additional updates and features for the game. Stay tuned in the coming months for more details on what’s coming to Hogwarts Legacy this year.” copy and pasted straight from Hogwarts Legacy’s official twitter page. along with additional updates and features to the game.

yes — i know, thats a very vague statement. it could have been taken in any way, but typically when additional updates and features — plural — is put into a sentence, you assume that there will be more than one new feature. it wasnt wrong for the community to assume that there was more than a few new additions coming to the game.

okay, we got photo mode — thats great for console players, but it isnt new for us PC players. im happy for my console buddies that finally get to bring their mc to life in the way ive been able to. im looking forward to seeing the uptick in photos upon the updates release. PC and Xbox got the new haunted hogsmeade quest, and thats great, considering the release of it was delayed by 3 months, but atleast we’re getting it. but basically. PS5 was fucked in the process, because everything minus photo mode is stuff they already had, and honestly, thats not fair. and double honest — thats not an update. thats the release of exclusive content plus a new addition.

for several months a summer update was hyped up, and the result was…. ps5 getting fucked, a photo mode that im going to bet my ass on will be buggy as all hell, and some cosmetics. so no — i wont be grateful. especially when we keep getting promised things and then getting fucked by a hot iron in the process. because i havent forgotten the documentary that was supposed to come out, and i still remember during September when they hyped up a digital surprise for Back to Hogwarts day and it ended up being 30 percent off on a game most of us already had, only for the game to go on sale for half off the following Nov/Dec for the holiday sales.

since the release of the game, modders have been basically picking up the slack by working their asses off to create bug fixes, better cosmetic options, enhanced schedules, companions, and so much more to keep the community somewhat entertained. this as well as the file miners that are constantly digging things up that we were robbed of, like the relationship list for companions, gaunt manor, other house specific quests, more quests concerning Isadora, on and on. on top of this, ive seen first hand how much of the outer parts of the map was developed only to be cut out. i spent a solid hour and a half today using free cam to fly around the outskirts of the map — buildings, caves, entire areas laid out for towns or poacher camps, all thrown out on top of all of the discarded quests and content.

and while im at it — ill be one of the few to say it, but Hogwarts Legacies storyline was not well thought out, or at the very least it wasnt very well portrayed. there were hundreds of questions we were left with upon beating the game. where did Anne go? what happened to the keepers after the final battle? why wasnt Isadora in her portrait? what were the keepers hiding? did inhaling the magic actually make a difference or was it just for shock value? how much of Isadora’s story did we miss? how was the undercroft tied in with Isadora when it was apparently a Gaunt secret? what even really was the undercroft?

yes, i know — “well arent they making a second one?” and yeah, im pretty sure they are, and maybe thats why we’ve gotten nothing more than a pile of bricks in the last year and a half. but, they should probably finish the first game before starting on a second.

this doesnt mean i dont love Hogwarts Legacy. i love the people ive met, the stories ive read, and i love capturing the screenshots i take from that game. the entire situation is just frustrating to no end.

[greenlightbulbonawire]

Misfits (yeah like the Arcane song) LIII.

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Summary: From the dark musty cell of Stillwater all the way to the very base of Firelights, but where to from there? Guess you'll just have to let fate lead you.

Author's note: Soooooo, breaks over! And I've decided how I wanna put s2 into this and finally have a proper story line too, took me only what, 5 months to figure that out? ToT Anyway I'm gonna get an English certificate C1 level soon so I wont have any excuse for my bad spelling and typos no more (english isn't my first language but honestly I speak it better than my mother language so...) Well I hope the wait wasn't so bad and that all of you enjoyed s2 as much as I did (even if I'm traumatized for life now) and that you'll enjoy this chapter. Also I wanna thank you for all the incredible support I've recieved because honestly, when I started this fic, I never though it would gain this much traction and I'm really grateful!! (also what the hell was the spotify wrapped bs this year)

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He walked up to you and the makeshift gramophone and put the disc into the circular platform. This use of the machine definitely made more sense than what you previously thought it was. Ekko took the spiky spoon thing and placed it onto the black disk and spun it and after a moment of some weird noise, a song started to play from it. You did hear some music in your lifetime, but right now you felt like it had been ages since you last listened to something. For a moment you just stared at the device and let your brain process it all. The thing that finally brought you back to reality was the leader’s hand placed on your shoulder as he looked down on you with a smile on his face. “So, I was thinking, and since you spend a lot of your life in prison, you probably never got to experience a lot of stuff, buuut I was wondering if maybe, you wanted to learn how to dance?”

He took a few steps away from you and offered you a hand, his other one hidden behind his back and he bowed down a little. You stared at him in awe for a good few minutes and he just let you process it all, patiently waiting for your answer. Finally, you shook your head and took his hand with a grin painted onto your lips. “Don’t expect me to be good at it.” You warned him as he pulled you closer to him and put his free hand on your waist. Obviously, you didn’t expect this and your eyes widened as he did so, your mouth left slightly agape. “I taught you how to fight, I think I got this.” Ekko rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrows at you, even if you hadn't meant it that way, this was now a challenge in his eyes, and he wasn’t going to fail.

“You know, you have to put your hand on my shoulder right?” “How could I? I never danced with anyone.” The boy let go of your waist and grabbed your arm, helping you put it into the right position and when your hand rested on his shoulder, he returned his arm back to where it previously was placed. “Excuses is all I hear.” He poked at you back and shrugged, then he looked down at both of your feet, thinking about how to best explain to you how to dance. “So there’s like a lot of traditional dances, but I think you’ll be fine if we start with Waltz, not even you can mess that up.” You nodded in agreement and followed his gaze, looking down too as he lifted one of his feet up and tapped it against the front of yours. “Keep your expectations realistic Ekko, please.” Ekko chuckled a little at your comment and tapped your foot again, now realising it might indicate that you have to do something, you picked up your foot too.

“Look at that, you can read my mind too. Okay, okay, so, at first you’ll have to watch your feet, like a lot, but once you get the grip, you can look up. But for now, just follow what I’m doing okay?” “I can definitely try to do that, yeah.” He nodded and slowly started to drag the foot he had previously tapped yours with against the floor in your direction, and so you did the same, but instead of going in his direction, you went backwards. Ekko made sure to tell you when you did something right and when you did something wrong, and also to have a firm grip on you, since he knew that balance wasn’t your strongest forté and the possibility of you losing it was almost as high as when you were learning to hoverboard. Of course you stepped on his foot more times than you could count, but Ekko didn’t seem like he minded at all, in fact, it almost looked like he was enjoying himself.

When Ekko felt like you had gotten a pretty good grip on how to do the basic steps, he decided to mess with you a little and incorporate a simple spin into it. Which definitely threw you off your balance, just like he suspected it would, and if he wasn’t holding you, you would’ve fallen onto your ass. Not that you’d mind since you were pretty much used to it by this point. But Instead of falling back, you were pulled closer to him, your chest pressed against his. “Careful.” He warned you in a low tone, almost whispering it into your ear and in that moment, you didn’t even register what his words were, your mind busy with concentrating on something completely different at the moment. Ekko seemed to know that, it was like this was his full intention. Or maybe he was just saving you from your clumsiness.

The boy patiently waited for you to snap out of it yourself for a few moments longer, but when he felt like he gave you quite enough time to think, he stepped away and gave you a look that you could only describe as a winning smile. “Right, okay. Again?” You stared at the ground for a little longer and then you finally looked at his face, creating eye contact with him. “You haven’t had enough yet?” Ekko chuckled a little at your words and raised an eyebrow at you. Part of him was surprised that you wanted to continue as he had never painted you as someone who likes things like this, but the other part of him knew you were stubborn, determined and persistent, well in some cases at least. “You know me, I don’t give up easily.”

[ender-reader]

DP X DC/Marvel Prompt 1#

sooo I've had this mind obsession about giant fluffy monsters so why not jam Danny and DC/Marvel into this mess to make a cool prompt?

Summary: Danny's been sealed away in an ancient temple. someone (could be a hero or a scientist that deals with ancient stuff, i forgot what they're called) finds the entrance but cant go past that. they call Batman/Tony and/or Constanaine/Dr.strange for help(probably along with one of the batkids or Spiderman). Chaos ensues.

What exactly happened to Danny: Danny's been sealed away in an ancient temple during a a time mission from CW that caused him to go in his eldritch horror form and getting sealed away in a temple using chains and of course: Blood blossoms but not to the extent that they continually hurt him, just enough to keep him sealed away, after all: if you hurt a baby ghost, it probably wont end well.

Note: this can be ghost king danny if you want.

and i know i got the characters wrong but im trying, its been a while since i watched marvel

onto the somewhat detailed prompt:

DP/Marvel(or DC, just change who the characters are):

Wang (i think that was his name? the guy that always doubts dr.strange but helps him anyways) has picked up a strange magic signature somewhere around Egypt, after he decided to go and investigate himself, he found an entrance to a sealed ancient temple with a few dead bodies nearly hidden by sand. When he tried to enter, he felt death magic pulse through him and he quickly moved his hand away, whatever was in there, whoever put the seal on this temple wanted to either keep whatever's outside out... or whatever's inside in. he didnt like this not one bit, he does the one thing that would make sense (kinda in his deep opinion): he goes to Steven Strange.

"So your telling me, that you found an ancient temple that's radiating 'infinite realm' kind of death magic and tried to enter it ON.YOUR.OWN?" Strange said rubbing his nose bridge with a sigh. "I dont get whats wrong with that? Death magic's still magic and you two are wizards." Tony said raising a judgemental eyebrow at Strange.

"yes thats true, BUT, infinite realm magic's not like normal magic, not even normal death magic." Wang explained raising a finger at the 'but'. "so? its still magic? or does it have diffrent properties?" Peter, tired of only listening decided to start asking some questions to understand the situation better.

"to understand infinite realm magic, first you need to know what are the infinite realms" Strange countered with a heavy tone, looking at Tony and Peter.

"Strange, we are not to speak of the dead so openly" Wang hissed turning to look at Steven. "oh come on, they're gonna find out eventually and you know it, better they know or one of them gets killed trying to find out." Strange said furrowing his brows glancing around him as if expecting something to attack him. Wang only grumbled sitting on a chair that was not there before.

"the infinite realms is a realm between worlds, like a pocket dimension. it is also known as the realm of the dead, the realm of ghosts, souls, and spirits. it is neither heaven or hell, it is were the dead go when they have too strong obsessions that keep them going, it is where the dead go when they don't want to let go of their life. it has its culture, rulers, ghost types, Gods and Goddesses called Ancients, islands of different shapes and sizes. it also has: A Ghost King, one who rules all the kingdoms, tribes and all ghosts in the infinite realms. they have the title of High King. They run on a substance called ectoplasm, which can be considered the main source of infinite realm magic.

Do not mess with the dead and they will not mess with you. Don't engage with infinite realm inhabitants because the risks are far too high. The last high king was Piriah Dark, he went mad and devoured worlds, not much is known about the new High King, all we know is that he was only around 2 death years old which in on its own baffling." Strange said crossing his arm, his voice was heavy with danger and seriousness.

"so we DON'T mess with the temple?" Peter asked curiously. "..." Wang and Strange didn't know how to answer that.

i cant help but imagine this scene happening:

Danny: *giant chained eldritch horror* *narrows eyes and hisses*

Bruce/Tony, Constantane/dr.Strange and Zatanna/Wang: "..." *intimidated and are ready to fight if needed*

one of the batkids/Peter: "...omg its like a giant kitten!" *proceeds to pet said giant eldritch horror*

the adults: "..." *horrified

Danny: "..." *purrs*

if someone uses this please tag me and maybe send the link please?

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

“Hey, Izuku?” Ruggy asked as she flipped through a book.

“One second- just because you had a powerful Quirk doesn't mean it makes you an automatically perfect person!” Izuku said to the man in front of him.

“Oh and what do you know?” sneered the male soul in front of him.

“Because your file shows how awful of a person you were! The cheating, the stealing, the abuse you've inflicted on co-workers, the fact you tried to murder someone because they got into a hero course and you didn't?” Izuku spread his arms out. “Pick one?”

“And what were your Quirks?” the man sneered.

“Well I'm the only one here from a world with Quirks but I was Quirkless and I actually work here. I have a paradise.” Izuku said to the man who scoffed, looking like he was puffing his chest up, freezing when nothing happened.

“What…” the man stuttered.

“Yeah, you only get your Quirk back in paradise. Not here. You're just as Quirkless as I am. Now, level six.” Izuku glared at the man who scowled but obeyed, shaken by the loss of his power. “Yeah Ruggy?”

“You plan on reincarnation right? I overheard you talking with Lily and Penny,” Ruggy closed her book, looking nervous. “Can I ask why? I mean you're the adopted son of Greg. And I know Sharkie was offered deification, so… “

“Ah, well… there's a few reasons why I want to reincarnate at least one time.” Izuku said. “I never got to experience a mortal life. I died age eight. I never got to grow up in the mortal world, got to be raised by my mom. I miss her so much and I've always wanted to get the second chance for her to be my mom you know? She was a good mom. A bit smothering, and she had some shitty friends but she… she loved me more then anything.” Izuku sighed. “She was Buddhist and got reincarnated right after death, and I like to check in on her. Which brings us to another reason I want to reincarnate. I have a… destiny.”

“A what?” Ruggy blinked in confusion, tilting her head to the side.

“A destiny. Its not uncommon but its not common either? It means I have a greater purpose as a mortal and I never met said destiny. My original world actually went to well…” Izuku spread his arms out to indicate where they were. “Hell.”

“Yeah,” Lily agreed. She shut her own book. “You get people like Izuku here whose entire destiny was connected to the survival of his world or you get people destined to eat seventeen hot pockets in an hour.”

“Due to this, I kinda feel that I need to reincarnate?” Izuku said with a shrug. “I’ll end up in a world just like my original one. I'll be Midoriya Izuku again, Dad said he arranged it so my mom IS my mom again. One of the people in charge of reincarnation owes him a favour. I'll fulfill my destiny, then come back and be deified so I can hang out with Dad and everyone here.”

“Huh.” Ruggy frowned. “That's kind of a lot on your shoulders.”

“Eh, not really. Like oh yeah it's a big destiny but I have the choice to go back. I choose to do so. I'll make new choices and stuff. Maybe I'll make better friends then the one I had,” Izuku sighed. “Hey, Lily you checked in on him right? Thanks again for that.”

“You’re welcome Izuku. And Bakugou is doing good on level two. He's moving up to level one next week,” Lily smiled.

“Oh good. I think I'll drop by then,” Izuku said thoughtfully. “I wasn't willing to while he was on level two but if he's made enough progress I might.”

“Will he get reincarnated to?” Ruggy asked.

“Not to the same world I will.” Izuku said. “They try to keep people with powers to their usual worlds but I think given his entire thing was that he'd been taught for years he was the best and sure he'd made attempts at being a decent person before he died, even if he failed, they probably will put him into a world without just to limit the chances.”

“They will,” Lily confirmed. “While we hope he wont backslide, Quirks are connected to souls and if he gets out into a similar situation… well, the risks are high.”

“All the therapy in the world, even if it remains part of his soul, can be broken,” Izuku agreed. Ruggy got quiet, looking down. “Hey, Ruggy-”

“I… I don’t want to go back to being her,” the former Karen confessed.

“You won't. No one gets set up to fail here- you will be allowed to grow up in a better family.” Izuku told her. “At your core you are a good person, and you don’t want to hurt people. You just… hurt and it came out in an unhealthy way. You fully realize where you went wrong and are trying to make up for that. No one would test you by putting you in a situation where you would end up repeating the same mistakes in your hurt again.”

“Exactly. The universe isn't that cruel,” Lily said. “Or the people in charge of reincarnation aren't. Sure controlling where people go in their new lives isn't always allowed but for people like you? They make sure there aren't repeats.”

“Can we request universes to?” Ruggy asked, obviously wanting to change the subject right then. “I think superpowers would be nice.”

“Heh, maybe we’ll reincarnate together then. Be friends in our mortal lives and after lives,” Izuku nudged the woman who smiled back widely.

[littlest-bugz]

I have a question! What are some questions you can ask to figure out which alter you are? I know we tend to get really blurry, and you seem to know a lot, so you have any advice?

HELLO NONNY! Thank you for the ask!! Im not necessarily knowledgeable, cause Im not the most well read on research, BUT I’m more than willing to give my advice from a system to system standpoint. It does depend on level of knowledge of your system tho, so I will go through a few ways- particularly the ones I use.

1. The Questions Game

Ask yourself ABOUT yourself. What gender do you feel like? What pronouns would you prefer? Do you know your name? Do you even have a name? What’s your favorite color? Favorite anything? Stuff like that- BE WARNED ; this can cause greater dissociation if you think too hard about it. The appropriate amount of time taken on a response should be mere seconds. Think of it like this; blurting out the first thing that comes to mind, as opposed to mulling and going “who am I really???” It’s gotta be like a Pop Quiz you aren’t really prepared for. This works even better if you have a gatekeeper you’re in contact with!

NOTE: Sometimes, it may be a new alter! Dont freak out and just try to contact the system externally or internally. I can give advice on either, but it wont be much different from what youve likely already heard.

2. Santa Clause Moment

Check your alter list once, check your alter list twice- If you keep track of alters who front via any means, checking through it can help! Simply Plural, Pluralkit, Journals, Lighthouse etc etc are very beneficial for keeping track of alters and helping with identity confusion. When going thru the list, there’s sometimes an immediate “hey! Thats me” but it can also cause confusion like “am I really xyz alter?”. Best thing to keep in mind is that, even with a fixed identity, things change! Sometimes you might find a new label that fits and you forget you labeled urself like that- My best example is sexuality; Some of our alters are questioning their sexualities, so they go thru different labels as they find what fits best, but they can forget sometimes that they changed language or something.

3. Internal Communication

If you have any level of internal communication, talking to other alters can, and will, help. Your alters, your system, will help you- Yes, there may be liars afoot. Alters are much like people, and people lie, but setting up a set of system rules can help with keeping up an honors system.

4. Master The Art Of Not Giving A Fuck Who You Are

Sometimes, it’s just not important to dwell on an identity crisis! Push it to the side typa thought process. One of my big examples is doing things outside of the body! Like picking up medications or going to the store. Does it really matter who I am to pick out a bag of shrimp chips? NO! I just want the damn shrimp chips! This is best used with non-serious issues, as I believe systems should communicate when it comes to big things, but u do u. I like to think of it with daily chores too- Does it really matter who I am to clean the litterboxes? No, I just need to clean them. You can set it aside until the thing is done. Once the thing is addressed, whatever it may be, THEN you can dwell again- You might find its actually easier to do so! You get very grounded when you focus on the thing.

I could come up with more but these are the ones we use often!

[donniesbabygirl28]

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Parings: Dallas Winston x Fem reader with a younger sibling.

Summary: Dallas realizes that kids aren't so bad if you meet the right ones :)

Warnings: Mild cursing

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Introducing your little sibling to Dallas was definitely a trip.

Asks him to attend her tea parties.

MAKES HIM WEAR A TIARA OML

Karaoke? Sure.

Comes out of her room with 3 tight bracelets, a tiara barely on his head, and cookie crumbs on his face.

"Them cookies must have been good." You said, playing with the remote.

DRAWS STUFF FOR HIM ALL THE TIME.

"Oh uh..who's that?" He says, pointing to a guy with a jean jacket and brown hair.

"It's you! You're holding hands with my sissy." She smiles, pointing to the picture.

He thinks it's so cute.

"Aw thank you, love. It's great."

Keeps all her drawings. :)

It's so hard trying to put her to bed.

Mostly because Dallas is trying to play while you're trying to get her in bed for real.

Dallas chases her with a smile on his face, hiding behind the counter to jump out and scare her as she giggles.

She runs around for a bit more, before walking up to Dallas with a tired expression, arms up for him to pick her up.

Introduces her to the most DISRESPECTFUL songs she was bound to know if you were with Dallas.

We aren't gonna ignore the fact that Dallas is a cuddle bug.

He really is.

But he just isn't open about it.

Dance parties at 3 in the morning.

Will show up to the school house if he has to.

She got in a fight?

Oh well she better have won.

Wont let anyone talk to her sideways.

What did you say?

Didn't think so.

Makeout interruptions.

"Dally-oh." She said, her small hand on the door handle.

He looks back at her, trying to hide his embarrassment as you and him laugh to yourselves.

"Ew." She said as she walked out, leaving her conversation on the dresser.

Actually thinks she's funny.

Been around Dallas and you for too long.

When you and Dallas are together, y'all act like the crackheads you find at the corner of gas stations.

She thinks y'all are weird sometimes.

Teaches her bad words. Like Fuck, shit, ass, bitch, cunt, slut .etc.

"Yeah. Stop being an asshole, Y/n."

Sneaks candy into her backpack for school.

Goes to all of her performances.

Like school play?

He's the loud mom that's cheering her kid on.

Takes her out for ice cream after.

She thinks you two are so cute.

"Awwwww y'all are hugginggg. Y'all are so sweet."

Witnessing play fighting and she actually thinks you're kicking his ass.

"Wait! Stop!"

"What's wrong?" He asks

"Oh nevermind. Proceed."

Honestly the trio nobody knew they needed.

Hope you like it! Also please request because I'm bored asf

[lemonine]

might delete this post later but its 3am and i keep overthinking this so im just gonna ramble here about the seasonally appropriate topic of family members saying shitty things

so we were watching tv and there was this show on by this tv person who happens to be intersex. and my mom made this comment using their deadname so i was like. no mom theyre called [name]. theyve been called that for a few years now.

so my mom goes "but isnt her name just [deadname]?"

no mom. also its they not she. they use neutral pronouns.

and then she starts complaining because thats too hard and theyre all going a bit far with the pronoun business and then my sister chimes in to say hen/hun isnt grammatically correct

and then i get mad! and i tell them to say it right because even if its a person on tv, you should still be respectful and use the right name and right pronouns. my mom wouldnt like it if i suddenly started calling her by her full name right? or if i used 'he' to refer to her right? youre supposed to try to be nice. and at least Try to get it right.

but now im suddenly the LGBTQIA police and being too difficult and now were arguing and she keeps claiming "No i dont have anything against trans people! you can still bring your trans friends home with you because theres no way i would say anything bad about them!" (ignoring that time my friend came to pick me up and they were like Haha shes definitely a girl because she cant park)

and at this point i get upset and i know im not acting very nice or kind anymore but i just. Dont understand. why people always act like its Too Hard. no. fuck that. skill issue. just do it, even if you mess up sometimes. just Try.

and like. when im at a family birthday and my uncles start to complain about woke or something. i just go hide out in the kitchen for a while until that conversation is over. and i roll my eyes but im not gonna argue with em bc i know i wont win and i only see em like once a year anyway so im like. whatever.

but with my mom... i spend every day with her... and its always such a disappointment... she says its just her opinion and i should respect opinions but i dont feel like "im not gonna treat people with respect" is an opinion thats good or valid. its just mean. and then i try to rationalize it by going okay but theres a generation gap and shes just old but that doesnt make me feel any better. bc even a 5 year old can understand that you have to be nice to people and call them by their right names

idk man its not the first time this kind of stuff happens but it always makes me so sad. and mad. and then i turn into the most crabby person on planet earth so my arguments dont even sound valid anymore bc i cant phrase them in a nice way.

anyway uhhhh sorry about all that. if anyone knows how to deal with this id like to hear your thoughts but otherwise id like to send my hugs to all the people that have to deal with family saying dumb shit at thanksgiving/christmas dinners. stay strong pals

[nerves-nebula]

Has the overall story of Loose Stitches changed significantly since you started drawing it?

BOY HAS IT. ITS LITERALLY CHANGING AS WE SPEAK. anyway this got long so. under da cut

so, like most stories, it's changed a lot since the beginning. i was technically drawing it years before i started on the comic you see before you nowwww HOWEVER i get what u mean so i wont post any old art of atchkie or anything to make a point

TO GET TO YOUR QUESTION: since i started drawing and posting it, things have changed SIGNIFICANTLYYYYY. for example, hanheppi culture (which wont be relevant for years) was basically nonexistent when i started. the only reason you guys know hanheppi people and loose stitches are related is because i literally didnt have a name picked out for the hanheppi, so i had to file them under "loose stitches related" thinking i probably wouldnt post much about them anyway. and ppl started noticing that because i got around to developing them ON THIS BLOG WHILE POSTING LOOSE STITCHES. lol

as for the characters, they've changed too in a lot of ways. dotty's whole deal was generally outline before but i filled it in over the last few years and now it's like. genuinely could be its own novel lol.

ATCHKIE'S personality has been kind of hard for me to get a handle on because they are a kind of person who i don't have much in common with. but i think i'm getting a better idea of them as time goes on.

Reg Willow and Eden are still being workshopped cuz they're gonna appear later on and i haven't written them very much, so they're actively changing as we speak.

and then of course the entirety of part 2 has undergone major changes and is still actively shifting in huge ways. i see part 1 as basically set up and foreshadowing and getting to know the MC's and part 3 (if it can be called that, im prolly gonna break up part 3 into different chunks tho) as the pay off/explanation portion.

but part 2 is kind of more like a road trip adventure that the characters take on the way to trying to find things out about themselves and their goals. they run into a bunch of weirdos and its basically just the part where i get to have a ton of weird shit happen and then they run away. half of it is not even plot relevant and i'm SO EXCITED FOR IT!!!

and because it's way more flexible and is basically just a "author gets a free for all to do whatever it wants" card, it changes rapidly and often. I've brought in characters from past stories to fill in spaces, and i've combined certain plot points and storybeats. i've cut shit i didn't think was fun and then added entire towns just for 1 scene i wanna do. so thats probably the part thats changing the most.

other minor things that have changed is the near spontaenous creation of characters like professor silk, leilah, and mia. what happened with them was that i had points in the script where characters would talk and then i realized that if they were gonna have all these interactions with characters, they should probably be reoccurring ones instead of a bunch of one offs. Now professor silk is a minor but recurring characters, and Leilah was upgraded to full on girlfriend almost on a whim. Mia was the most spontaneous one tho.

in the scene where Mia throws dotty off the balcony, that was SUPPOSED to be Leilah and just some random friend atchkie was hanging out with. but since Mia had appeared before i was like fuck it, why introduce a whole new friend when i can reuse what was a one off character? and then while blocking out the fight it was just easier for me to imagine someone accidentally throwing dotty via strings than Leilah pushing them off in the struggle like i'd planned.

i could keep going on with stuff like this but the tl;dr is: yeagh. shit is changing constantly and all the little changes end up with the finished product being vastly different from the start.

and thats why i love serialized stories. there's an inherent jank to it that i cant get enough of on both the process side and the reader side.