#thats the state he 'lives' in now. forever.

[hand-face-chan]

Uhhhhhhhh..... I have some........ thoughts.

Whoops! Sorry everyone!

the thomas thorne affair is clearly better than redding weddy. this is not a judgement on redding weddy but the thomas thorne affair is the third-best episode of the show and redding weddy is not

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

déjà vu

[penisbilt]

the bittersweet but absolute flood of relief that comes from admitting defeat at living independently, to have to move back in with parents. we tried! we gave it our best shot for almost 3 years! but living like this (being on our own) is just not possible for us at this time of our lives. we've finally proved it to ourselves that we can't do it. it'll be okay to let ourselves rest now

[roaringheat]

godddd there's so much dialogue where someone calls Arthur good/kind/caring and he shuts it down by saying he's a bad man or something similar. I didn't really think anything of it at first, just thinkin it was the game reinforcing the whole outlaw thing but when you look at how often it happens on top of the times Arthur bashes himself even in private it's like god damn!!! this man has self worth issues!!!

[with-my-calamitous-love]

KISS ME IN A WAY THATS GONNA SCREW ME UP FOREVER

rockstar! chuuya nakahara x pop star! reader

after acting in a music video of his right after a breakup, the media has many speculations about you two.

part 1/3

inspired by suburban legends

once the flight had flown, your feet touched down on the new, big city. it was a kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats, hidden underneath the fabric of fashion trends of large coats. the world in this corner smelled like want.

you weaved your way through the crowd before finally reaching the studio. you open the door, unpack your things with a hug and kiss to your manager, before finally seeing him.

chuuya nakahara was perhaps the most famous man in the world right now. a deep, gravelly voice with hands that slid across his guitar like skates on ice. he was the living, breathing definition of the word heartthrob.

right now, he’s tuning his guitar, his messy orange hair tied into a cute messy bun. he’s concentrated, the fabric of his black muscle shirt clinging to his obviously well toned muscles. you know you’re staring, but you can’t help it. and its not even just because he’s famous and talented.

you had been making a name for yourself in the music industry. slowly but surely, the name [Y/N] [L/N], the world’s new pop princess! had been making headlines. the general public considered you a sweetheart, with your fresh-faced beauty and edge paving the way for new found fame. the paparazzi adored your voice and your lyrics. you had only begun your receive the recognition you deserve.

upon winning best new artist at the vma’s, your song feather garnered billions of listeners. but perhaps the most shocking of them all, was gaining the attention of the one and only chuuya nakahara.

and thats how you ended up here. standing face to face with the embodiment of every women’s dream man.

“hey, [y/n].” he greets you, his sultry voice breaking through the mist of your fantastical mind. you snap out of it with an awkward laugh and a firm (but surely sweaty) handshake. he brushes it off, giving you a wink and thanking you for coming all this way.

“i love your studio.” you manage to compliment the rockstar despite your winded state. he hums a thank you, walking you towards the stage. his team works diligently, and you swear you can feel all his gratitude towards them. everyone in first name, high fave and shitty joke basis with each other. it was hard not to feel like an outsider.

“i don’t know if michizou gave you the run down on the video.. which he should have!” chuuya playfully jabs at his producer and good friend, who was currently fixing up the stage lights and blowing fat raspberries back at his boss. “basically, its for my new single. you’ll be playing my girlfriend.”

you wish you could hide the embarrassing scarlet tinge that blooms onto your cheeks at the mention of girlfriend. he seems so nonchalant, so casual about being so intimate.

once he’s distracted, your whisked away by a beautiful girl with a short black bob. her butterfly clip hung loosely just beside her bangs. she was the one person here who didn’t make you feel like a complete stranger on the outside looking in.

“hi, [y/n]! i’m yosano, i’ll just be doing your makeup.” she hums, and you happily take refuge in her cozy dressing room. the two of you hit it off almost immediately, allowing you to get your nerves out. however, something comes up that throws you off your game.

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“oh and.. i guess, someone should tell you, honey.” she says, making your eyeliner as sharp as humanly possible. “chuuya’s been… he’s having a hard time. a bad breakup.”

this information churns in your stomach. “how long ago..?”

“3 weeks ago, give or take.” yosano explains, applying the setting powder. on one hand, you were thankful someone had warned you. but on the other, it made you nervous that you would be playing a romantic partner to someone who had just gotten their heart broken.

“why did they break up?” you ask, cautiously looking over at yourself in the mirror to make sure you were hiding your anxiety well enough.

“i don’t know… the rockstar over there never really talked about it.” yosano huffs, sitting on the counter to get a better angle at applying your lip liner. “all i know is… he hates betrayal more than anything now.”

a million thoughts run through your head. who? when? why? but most of all, who in their right mind would cheat on chuuya nakahara?

but you lost all the time for your nervousness. next thing you know, yosano is rushing you onto the set with words of encouragement. there, you meet chuuya, who’s been waiting for you.

the first scene is simple. just two people dancing in the living room set.

he walks over to you, placing his hands on your hips like its second nature. he chuckles at your nervousness, the way you tense up as you instinctively place your hands on his chest.

“what? don’t know how to dance, doll?” he teases, that shit-eating smirk on his face.

“uhm… no.” you admit, sheepishly.

he looks surprised, before a genuine smile reappears on his face again. “thats okay, just follow my lead.”

and with that, you two start swaying. he takes the lead, using his body to direct your movements. and for the first time in your career, maybe ever, you actually feel comfortable. you gain your fluidity back, dancing with chuuya in a way that words couldn’t explain. like two figures in a snow globe, you acted out a miniature expression of love thaf spoke volumes.

the rest of the filming process goes on smoothly, your favourite of the bunch being the kitchen scene. chuuya washes dishes while you snuggle up to him from behind, the overflowing of the sink being unscripted but ultimately charming enough to keep in.

finally, it was the scene you were most nervous about. the infamous kiss scene, and the segment yosano had failed to warn you about.

“i’ll say this again.” chuuya says, his voice in a hush tone. “i am not gonna make you this, doll.”

you’re nervous to kiss him, but the thought of turning him down felt like a complete loss.

so you bite your lip, and give chuuya the greenlight.

“three…two…one… ACTION!”

the camera pans in a circle around the two of you, capturing every small detail. the moment he cups your face, the moment you lock eyes… before finally, you two kiss.

and its the kind of kiss that saves you and that screws you up forever. that day, chuuya nakahara kissed you like the most gorgeous rose you had ever hoped to pick, with a million thorns sticking out from the side.

it was as though just front that simple contact, you knew the kind of guy he was. a gentleman, a man polite too a fault. time seems to stop even as you two pull away. you honestly consider breaking your own heart so you can move on from the love of your life (aka the famous man you met just a few hours ago.)

“thats a wrap!” tachihara announces as the team celebrates. this song, though you hadn’t heard it yet, was sure to be a hit. and chuuya assures that the music video will bring so much of the spotlight you deserve.

after that, the team breaks with some cake and beer. you, however, sneak off to the balcony, getting some much needed fresh air. you’re almost granted the moment of peace you craved when suddenly, someone addresses you.

“hey pop star.” chuuya says, walking up behind you and offering you a beer. when you politely accept, he stares out at the city-scanning sunset. finally, you two were alone, away from the editors and cameras.

you ask whats been on your mind since the beginning.

“…what song was this for again?” you nervously ask.

chuuya lets out a hearty laugh, enamoured by your sincerity. he digresses, opting to take you to the rooftop instead. there, he picks up his guitar and begins playing a few notes. it seemed like such a douchebag move, but if it was, you loved douchebags.

“can i tell you a secret?” he asks, strumming the acoustic strings with calculated talent. you nod, fiddling with your fingers.

“..i don’t really have a title for it yet.” he chuckles. now its your turn to laugh at him, and he takes it.

“why’s that, rockstar?” you ask, sipping your beer.

chuuya ponders for a moment, his eyes never leaving his guitar. he shrugs, continuing to serenade you. a thought crosses your mind.

“why’d you choose me, anyway?”

though he can’t think of a song title, he seems to know the answer to that question.

“cause you’ve got edge, and talent.” he says. “the industries gonna want to ruin you. you can’t let that happen, alright?”

you nod apprehensively. you’ve heard the whispers, how female stars were held up to a higher standard. how one wrong move, one hair out of place, or one breath too loud could cost you your career. hearing it from an established star made your hands shake.

maybe this would screw you up forever.

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[chuuyaheartz]: new MV is out!! starring [y/n] [l/n]

[soukkvo]: pov me replaying the kiss scene:

[lovechna]: idk who i’d wanna be more 😍😍

[asagir1]: wait wtf he like just broke up with higuchi… don’t you think its a little soon??

[chzai09]: they’re my roman empire

new star [Y/N] [L/N] kisses chuuya nakahara and new music video!

who is [Y/N] [L/N]? meet the new pop princess:

[Y/N] [L/N] is chuuya’s new girlfriend? heres whats happening:

#[Y/N] [L/N] trending

[inmyheaddd]

walkin’ out the door with your bags - grayson hawthorne x reader - part two

⤷ “can you see me using everything to hold back? i guess this could be worse, walkin’ out the door with your bags.”

summary: you and grayson can’t avoid eachother forever, and end up ditching the party to stay in each others company — just like old times. a/n: the text sequence at the end was so fun to write i’m giggling, (gc saw it first!!) wc: 1.9k masterlist || part one || part three

you were attending a hawthorne event, a large charity-gala of some sort. they were all the same to you, if you were being honest.

on the topic of being honest, you had been avoiding grayson for the past few days after that incident, as much as you denied it to your best friend gigi, who you just recently moved in with. 

the ballroom in the hawthorne house was decorated to the max, glittering silver ornaments with a live orchestra playing gentle music. the lighting was soft, along with the quiet chatter of everyone in the room.

grayson was standing with a drink in his hand with someone talking to him— but none of his attention was on that. 

he wasn’t even looking at the guy, he was looking at you. he ditched that unreadable expression he always wore at these events for a moment as he watched you interact with his half sister, gigi. 

the smile on your face was unmatched, gigi always brought that out of you. she was by far one of your favorite people to ever exist; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say you’d walk to the ends of the earth for her. 

her wide eyes kept flickering somewhere behind you, when a sly grin slowly grew on her face. 

she trailed off on the story she was telling, raising a singular brow in question. 

"why is my brother looking at you like that?" she teased, leaning in a little closer, "you know, that brooding, sad-but-also-angry at life and longing face he does?"

you furrowed your brows at her, confusion tugging at your features. "what? what are you talking about?"

she just gave a pointed look over your shoulder. reluctantly, you turned around, and there he was— grayson's eyes were already locked on yours.

you felt frozen for a moment, until you managed a small smile, which he returned with a subtle nod. nothing more.

you let out a long exhale when you turned back to gigi, who was looking at you inquisitively like you were a puzzle, searching your whole face for a tell on what was happening. 

and after a split second, her mouth fell open in an O shape. 

“oh, is this about the awkward almost confession you told me about?” she sighed, “you guys are besties! you have been, for even longer than we’ve been besties, don’t overthink it.” 

she was giving you that look—the one that said she knew way more than you wanted her to.

“no— i mean, i don’t know. i’m overreacting, i know, but…” you trailed off, “thats the thing gigi, we’re best friends, and things keep getting weird, i don’t want to ruin our bond.” you sighed defeatedly, wishing you could articulate the swirl of emotions you felt just a little better.

 “it’s sort of getting hard to not overthink it.” you added with a forced chuckle.

 gigi gave you a sympathetic look but didn’t push further. she didn’t have to—you were already glancing back toward grayson again. he was at the bar now, his back to you, looking more distant than ever.

you felt the sudden need to talk to him. you knew you couldn’t avoid him. not here. not ever, really.

“go get him, tiger.” gigi whispered loudly as she nudged you.

that brought you out of your trance-like state, laughing in amusement as you looked at her. “gigi,”

“what?” gigi laughed in that oh-so—gigi way, “i’m just being supportive.”

 “go,” she continued, giving you a gentle shove. “talk to him. you’ll feel better.”

“okay, okay,” you grinned, more to ease yourself than anything, then glanced back at her. “i’ll be back.”

you said, sending gigi a small smile before you turned and made your way through people. or rather, them moving out of your way. 

“and then there were none,” you heard gigi mutter and sigh, just before you heard another voice behind you. 

“well, if it isn’t none other than my favorite half sister, who’s not quite my sister! how ive missed you.” 

“xander! how i missed you!” you heard gigi squeak out as you kept walking away, the smile on your face residing into a resting, semi-forced one as you drew closer to grayson, the familiar rhythm of your heels against the marble floor grounding you.

he turned to look at you before you even made your presence known, icy grey eyes nearly freezing you in place.

“hey stranger,” you managed, smiling as you sat beside him. you tried your hardest to ignore the way his eyes travelled all around your face and down to your outfit for a moment.

you had zero idea what to talk to him about. “it’s a big night for you hawthornes, huh?” 

he was silent for a second, “i suppose so. ” he said, almost stuck in time for a moment as his eyes stayed glued to yours.

“i’ve realised, we haven’t had the chance to talk much recently.” he didn’t linger on the small talk for a moment longer. straight to the point. that was grayson hawthorne for you.

“yeah, it’s been a weird week.” you sighed dramatically, picking up your glass that a bartender served to you without having to ask and swirling it in faux melancholy. 

grayson smiled with his eyes looking a lot less cold now, looking down at his lap for a moment. 

when your eyes met again, he tilted his head slightly before speaking. “your glasses?” he asked simply.

“i’m not going to wear glasses to an event like this, gray.” 

he studied your face for a moment with a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. “shame,” he said, after a second of silence. 

your heart felt weird at that, so like always, you covered up whatever you were feeling with some type of joke. “you’ll see them when we hang out tomorrow, don’t sulk too much.” 

one of his eyebrows raised, almost in amusement, as he spoke again. “we’re seeing eachother tomorrow?”

“of course we are, idiot,” you said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “i haven’t seen you all—“ 

you cut yourself off a wince as the classical orchestra of violins and piano swelled louder behind the murmurs of the crowd. you and grayson exchanged a glance— he looked like he was committing the way you laughed at the absurdity of the moment to memory.

—

the music proved to be far too loud for you to hear your own thoughts, let alone continuing any attempt at talking with grayson. 

you suggested your favorite spot to go to at events like this; the stairs. 

it was unusual, but it was yours and grayson’s thing. 

well it was yours originally- leaving suddenly when an event got too boring, and soon grayson just began to tag along.

his grandfather did not like you for that reason.

you sat down first, the cool marble sending a shiver up your legs, and as grayson settled beside you. he seemed to notice the way your dress rode up just slightly, leaving you a little exposed. without a word, he shrugged off his suit jacket and leaned over, draping it over your lap

“you’re cold,” he said quietly, almost like it was a fact, not up for debate.

you opened your mouth to argue, but stopped yourself. there was no point. grayson hawthorne didn’t ask—he observed, and then he acted.

you turned your head to look at grayson. 

he was looking straight ahead with his elbows resting on his thighs, leaning forward slightly with his hands clasped in front of him.

you just muttered a soft “thanks,” adjusting the jacket a little, the warmth spreading quickly through the fabric. his eyes cut to yours as you looked at him for a moment, a strand of blonde hair falling in his face.

he didn’t say anything then, just nodded as he back looked down at his hands for a moment before loosening his collar. there was a silence, it wasn’t uncomfortable. it was… something else.

alright, maybe it was a little uncomfortable, because now when it was just you two; no comfort of other people’s simply being there, or gigi’s motivational words there to push you on, you felt stuck, and a lot more awkward. 

you couldn’t stop yourself from blurting out the words that have been plaguing you all week.

“hey, we’re good, right?”

he finally kept his eyes on yours for more than 5 seconds, “of course we are.” he said, his jaw tight like the thought of you being anything else hurt. 

"we’re always going to be good," his tone softer now. "we’ve gone through too much together much for us to be anything else."

us, what a word. 

“yeah,” you breathed out, “way too much.” you said with a smile as you reflected back on seemingly your entire friendship. 

to take some of the edge off of the moment, you continued, “if we stopped being friends,” you added, laughing to yourself as you looked at your hands, “i’d tell everyone your embarrassing stories.”

you just knew his eyebrow arched, “i do not have any embarrassing stories.”

“yes you do,” you finally met his amused gaze, and that one blonde strand was back in place now. “and your reputation of being mysterious will be ruined.”

“i have a reputation of being mysterious, now?” his brow rose even further, and you couldn’t hold back your laugh.

“oh please, don’t act like you don’t know it.” 

grayson’s lips twitched into a small, barely-there smile, the kind that made you feel like you were the only one who ever saw it. he opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by the fast clicking of heels — someone was running very fast.

your heads both turned in silence as you watched gigi run up to you, calling out your name repeatedly.

“oh,” she panted out of breath as she put a hand on her chest, leaning forward. “hi guys. grayson, what a surprise seeing you here!”

grayson furrowed his brows, as if to say, ‘i live here,’ but your roommate was already on her next agenda as her wide blue eyes focused on you.

“hey, we really have to go now.” she spoke with excitement in her voice as she put her hands on your shoulders, “i lost xander,” she said, a frown overtaking her features for a split second before she smiled with excitement again.

“but i found this super cute guy with a super cool car, and he said he’ll drive us home! he really loves cats, and he said his favorite movie is superbad!” she spoke out of breath, almost at the point of wheezing, as grayson stood up and adjusted his sleeve cuffs. 

his voice was suddenly level and stern, and it reminded you that to gigi, he’d always be her big brother. 

“you are not getting in anyone’s car, no matter their favorite movie or how much they claim to like cats.” 

and that to grayson, she’d always be his little sister.

“why are you so skeptical? gray, his phone wallpaper is his pet parrot! try and tell me that’s not the most precious thing ever.” she called for you, widening her eyes, “back me up here!” 

you were still sitting down on the stairs as they both stood infront of you, one narrow eyed stare, and one wide eyed-excited one. 

“how cool of a car are we talking?” you asked.

“oh, so cool-“

“you’re not serious.” grayson’s cold voice cut through, the look on his face making you laugh out loud. 

sometimes all a girl really needed was a really bad idea, and a best friend to go with it. 

“sorry grayson, priorities call.” you stated simply as you stood up, pushing his jacket into his arms which he caught swiftly. 

gigi clapped excitedly, “we have to hurry! he said hes leaving soon— has work early tomorrow!” she exclaimed as she held out her hand for you to take. 

a long exhale escaped grayson’s lips as he shook his head, “i worry for you both.” he said as you began to run off with gigi. 

“don’t forget, tomorrow!” you called out loudly as you turned your head to look at him with gigi tugging you along.

he ran his hand through his hair, jacket draped over his shoulder, and even from afar, you could tell there was that not-quite smile on his face. 

the second you stepped into the guys car— noah, who actually seemed like a perfect fit for gigi— a chain of texts came from grayson, who was usually an avid single-word texter.

grumpy blonde 👎 — What is this man’s name?  — Please tell me when you’ve arrived safely.  — I’ve found the car model and license plate, if anything goes wrong, don’t hesitate to call. you — omg grayson — how the hell did you find the car model and license plate?? — you hawthornes scare me — btw… gigi and this guy are really hitting it off 😇 grumpy blonde 👎 — You’re not funny. you — thanks ❤️  — we just arrived!! — gigi gave him a kiss on the cheek, i thought you’d like to know that 💘 grumpy blonde 👎 —I did not, actually. you — glad to be of service  — alsooo bring ur pretty camera pls — be prepared for my glasses grumpy blonde 👎 — Will do. — Counting down the seconds. Can’t wait 🙃 you — i can’t tell if you’re just really dry or being sarcastic — you stress me out  grumpy blonde 👎 — Take it as up to interpretation. Whatever you’d like. you - — LMAOO ur funny sometimes  — … — i hate when a man makes me laugh  — goodnight grumpy blonde 👎 — Goodnight, see you tomorrow 👍🏻

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[lexsssu]

hello! i just read your mash fic and i wanna request a mash x (preferably fem) reader oneshot if thats ok with you. maybe something simple like the reader has known mash since childhood and is confessing to him (first kiss too??).

thanks <3

TAGS: Mash Burnedead/Fem!Reader

It's still a bit weird to me seeing how much traction my smol mash/reader drabble is getting even until now, but it's very much appreciated HAHAHA Also, sorry for taking so long to get to this and hope you like it!

"I love you, Mash."

Mash stared down at you without blinking, only making your already overwhelming anxiety practically skyrocket. You could feel how clammy your hands were as you clutched at the hem of your shirt, every molecule in your body screaming at you to run away and hide your face forever yet at the same time you were frozen in place.

"I shouldn't have said anything," you thought to yourself, biting your lower lip as regret swirled within you. Why did you even think doing this was a good idea?

While childhood friends falling in love and getting together isn't anything new in both real life and within the pages of your romance novels, it didn't guarantee that your own childhood friend would happily reciprocate your feelings and live happily ever after with you.

Because why would he?

Even if he didn't have an ounce of magic flowing through his veins, Mash was handsome, honest, and even if it might not seem like it at first, he had a heart of gold that cared for and protected his loved ones fiercely.

Meanwhile, you were just...you.

"Maybe I should tell him that I was just joking--"

"I love you too."

You don't get the chance to run away when Mash's toned arms wrap around your waist to pull you into a tight embrace. You were so close that could smell the faint scent of soap on his skin, fresh from a shower after his daily workout.

"I was planning on telling you before we started school, but...you beat me to the punch."

His statement drained out all the anxiety and fear that'd been brewing inside, leaving only warmth as the meaning of his words registered in your mind.

"Mash...you big dummy!" You laughed, an honest and unrestrained laugh as you realized that all your fears were for nothing.

Despite wearing his usual deadpan expression, you could pick out a certain softness in his gaze as he stared deeply into your own eyes. It feels like you're falling in love with him all over again when he looks at you like this. Your cheeks lit up at the attention.

"I'm gonna kiss you if you keep acting so cute, creampuff," stated Mash, voice lowering into what you could only describe as a husky purr.

His lips are so close now that if you so much as tilt your head, your lips would inevitably meet. Your heart throbbed at the mere thought.

"And what if I want you to kiss me...?"

Mash doesn't waste another second.

It becomes only just the first of many more kisses to come.

[pinazee]

First season wrap up:

Okay, to start, i should mention my general opinion on first seasons for shows, especially cable shows, is not to read too much of it as canon. The writers, producers, actors- everyone- are all trying to figure out what works and what doesn’t, so i give them latitude, particularly when it conflicts with later seasons. That being said, i do enjoy jumping through the hoops to make it all fit haha

So heres a few leftover notes i had as i revisited the eps to rank them:

I bet part of Lassie was craving the father figure in Henry, since we find out later his own father passed away when he was quite young. I wonder if thats part of the reason why he became a cop, as they are portrayed as the protectors and in the 80’s they were mainly men (i don’t really remember if he states his reason later, i suspect he did and im just not remembering). So when Henry didn’t meet up to the expectation he had in his mind, i bet it hurt a little more as it reminded him of what he lost :/

I think the other reason Shawn plays dumb so much, besides hiding his genius so ppl believe hes psychic, or for laughs, is because its how he gets people talking. Like in Shawn vs. the red phantom, he purposely guessed the wrong room number so the boys would correct him. My apologies if someones pointed this out before, i haven’t combed through the internet for everyone’s theories 😬 i only now noticed. I’m not the quickest at picking these things up lol

If i had to guess, Shawn didn’t want to be a cop for halloween, he probably wanted to be something star wars related to go with Gus’s Lando. So i wonder at what age Shawn stopped trying to please his dad. But also, why didn’t his mother ever stand up for him?? I’ll come back to her later -_-

I somehow missed it the first time, but shawn clearly asked Gus to come to the dinner and Gus even points out that it was a big deal for henry to reach out. Soo, yeah, shawn obviously didn’t wanna be alone with his dad, and even henry seemed nervous about it as hes pretty drunk.

Shawn has a right to be afraid of pointy things, his dad hid his easter eggs under glass when he was 6! Not to mention he later gets stabbed 3 times! (Also its just a legitimate fear???)

So far the list of Shawns knowledge (things i wouldn’t expect an average person to know) includes (beyond the obvious observational skills, deductive reasoning, reading people (poker), and all things police (marksmanship, police codes, etc.)):

Incredible spatial and physical reasoning skills (knowing how much money could fit in the duffle bag, knowing to rotate the water pitcher to catch the reflection from the tv)

Kurt Vonnegut (well, I didn’t know who he was at least)

How to spell aggiornamento (and probably all words because of his photographic memory)

Handwriting expert

Casually spoke and understood german

Has every road he’s driven mapped in his brain, and likely all of Santa Barbara

Familiar with paint (enough to know to mix latex enamel for no messy drips)

Animal tracks (i went back and forth on this but ultimately decided he must have known what to look for)

And heres a list of Gus’s niche interests:

Forensics

Spelling bee

Safe cracking

Historic rifles

Comic books

Astronomy (even though he was going to the planetarium for the girl)

Law

Local tennis

Online poker

Lastly, Ive decided instead of ranking them, im putting them in tiers. I feel like too many of them are hitting at the same level and I can’t differentiate:

Sweetest, Juiciest Golden Pineapple Tier

Scary Sherry, Biancas toast (ohmygod i just got the biancas toast 🤦🏽‍♀️)

Blue Psych Logo Tier

Weekend warriors

Forget me not

From the earth to starbucks

Poker? I hardly know her! (Sorry @pineapple-psychic!)

Pepto Bismo Pink Tier

Spelling bee

Pilot

She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me oops hes dead

Who ya gonna call?

Shawn vs the red phantom

Oops Canadian Flag Tier

Cloudy with a chance of murder

9 lives

Game set muuurder

Speak now or forever hold your piece

Woman seeking dead husband, smokers okay, no pets

[bonezonejpg]

୨୧ : INTRODUCING MY INK VARIANT INX

Based off of my personal experiences. A year ago I was in a pretty bad headspace and had created him to help cope with my situation. Came upon him again and decided to make a ref+ revamp !! Anyways !! Some info about him <3 Inx deals with Chronic anxiety and Derealization. Despite the fact that knows the world around him is real, he struggles to fight with those irrational thoughts that its in fact not real. He feels like he's in a dream while existing which causes him to panic, and will get intrusive thoughts about him or others around him not being real. These intrusive thoughts can trigger panic attacks which happen to him frequently. Instead of using close range attacks, he specifically sticks with using long range attack as much as possible. Getting close to his targets causes him to panic, and most of the time he's not in a calm enough headspace to react on time and make strategic battle decisions. He tries his best to support Dream and Blue from the sidelines. He shrunk from stress.. LOL Dream is one of his comfort people. The two of them now live together and he spends most if not all of his time with Dream. When not around the other he can panic or go into spirals which take a very severe toll on his mental health. Because of this Dream makes sure to stay close to him and tries his best to accommodate him. He does have medication he uses sometimes, but he only uses it when having severe panic attacks. The viles are extremely hard to continuously manufacture so he has instead developed coping skills to deal with his issues best he can instead of taking his "medication" 24/7. The viles basically help him calm down and sort of reset his magic nervous system or whatever it would be so his panicking starts to cease. It doesn't last forever, but its a really good feeling when he takes it and it reminds him of how he used to be before dealing with all of this. These issues completely popped out of nowhere and the root cause is unknown by him and others around him. He had a thought that the world "wasn't real" and then got triggered into his first panic attack which then spread out into the issues he now has. [Literally exactly what happened to me except I'm okay now! Well sort of, not the same but def a LOT better :3] His eye will flash a bunch of different colors when he's about to have a panic attack or having one. This is a telltale sign that his stress has pretty much reached his limit and he's at his breaking point. He will leak and spill Ink from his mouth when trying to express the thoughts going on in his mind or his emotions. This is because his anxiety causes him to assume others will think he is annoying or attention seeking so he literally becomes choked up on his own words. Inx deals with constant paranoia that no one likes him and everyone finds him to be a burden. Despite others and himself trying to reassure himself, the sinking feeling that no one truly loves him also resides deep inside his bones. He doesn't get a lot of his sleep because of his derealization and anxiety. Constantly being in a state of panic makes it quite hard for him to rest because his body can't calm down enough to actually relax so he can fall asleep. He usually can only rest when with another person with some TV playing, or when he is so exhausted he literally cannot stay awake anymore.

Inx still enjoys to draw and visit AUs, it just has become quite difficult now because of the amount of stress he deals with. Obviously this has caused him to become pretty depressed so he has a really hard time picking up his hobbies, but he still attempts to use them as coping mechanisms even if he can't really make anything detailed anymore. Inx will constantly think about how he used to be before all of this and will wish that he could go back in time and just be normal again because he's so exhausted from everything.

Alrighty... For now thats all I can really think about!! I probably will look back at this and be like "awh dang why didn't I add this.." So expect me to most likely edit this little post at some point !! Also, all of these facts are 100% based off of experiences that I have went through. If you have any questions then feel free to send me an ask and I'll totally answer !! Plus some old art from when I first made him in 2023 when I was having that EP

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy reading all this despite it being super long... heh.. I'LL SEE U LATUR !!

[elkieanddoppo]

as i scroll through the kunichuuzai tag, i laugh at myself. bc the other writers is consistent with their tags (like if it's angst, fluff, or smut. i usually see fluff tho). and then theres me who usually write or think of angst ideas (mostly of kunikida) bc i live for angst.

for example, established kunichuuzai where kunikida is feeling left out.

chuuzai do their best in not leaving kunikida out because why not? hes the reason why three of them are together in the first place (bc chuuya and dazai are in a situationship and then they fell in love w kuni and was in a competetive state for a while until they realize they like each other too. thats when they decided to ask kuni out. kuni was surprised too, at first, but he thoroughly thought about it before he agreed to it)

ANW, every night after he comes home from overtime work, kunikida goes in a state where he overthinks (and tonight was no exception) and mostly he overthinks about their relationship. esp about how dazai and chuuya has known each other the longest.

kunikida doesnt understand why theyre both with him. was it pity? did they pity him bc hes the only single member left in the ada (excluding kenji and kyouka)? was that it?

he sighs every minute and enters the room where both of his lovers are. they were arguing with each other. but at the same time, theyre laughing. theyre happy. if kunikida breaks up with them, will they care? will they run after him and tell him that it isn't a break up if not all parties agreed to it?

or will they be happy that kunikida is finally gone and now, it's only the two of them? the two of them. dazai and chuuya are perfect of each other. he shouldn't have been here. HE SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN HER--

his thoughts were interrupted when chuuya called him from where he is. he snapped from his thoughts and blinked, realizing that both of them were looking at him worriedly, with dazai approaching kuni.

"kunikida-kun~ is everything alright?" dazai asked him as he hugged him.

startled, kunikida stuttered: "y-yes. *coughs* im alright". he never stutters. even when against the port mafia. so that alarmed both of his lovers.

chuuya approached the both and carried them with the help of his ability.

"oh, the slug is showing off" dazai smirked

"shut up, mackerel." chuuya rolled his eyes.

whenever this happens, kunikida usually chuckle but now he's just staring at nothing.

when they reached their bedroom, chuuya put dazai and kunikida down gently. dazai continues to pat kuni's head to calm him down while chuuya climbs up the bed and crawls up to them.

"doppo?" chuuya started. "you know we're here for you."

kunikida is embarrassed. he cant believe hes getting emotional over this. so what if thats true? what if they only pity him thats why theyre together? what if he--

"doppo." it was dazai this time, who was currently twirling kunikida's hair.

kunikida sighs. "im sorry. it isn't a big deal. dont worry."

chuuya raise his eyebrow. "you think you can fool us, doppo?"

"what?" kunikida coughed. again.

dazai snickered at this, "you've been coughing since earlier. you dont even have a cold. doppoooooo, you /know/ you cant fool us!!!!!"

...

" im just overthinking.."

"about what? hm?" -chuuya

a tear dropped down and it startled dazai and he stopped twirling the blonde's hair.

"doppo?! whats wrong? you know you can always tell us when youre ready. i- we want to know what's troubling the love of our life but we also dont want you to feel uncomfortable." chuuya said as he wiped the tears from kunikida's face

kuni lowers his head. "do you.. do you ever regret dating me? did you two just pity me? was that why you suddenly asked me out? im not even special so i dont know why anyone would love me esp you two. you're already perfect for each other. i know you've loved each other since forever. what, 6? 7 years? before i came into the picture.i feel like im just intruding..." kunikida was cut off by chuuya kissing him on the lips and dazai kissing him on the neck.

"w..what."

"sorry, i wanted to kiss the ridiculousness out of you."

"would have still teased the living hell out the slug if it wasnt for you, kunikida-kun."

"huh.."

"you still do mackerel.. well anw, doppo. time doesnt have anything to do with the intensity of our feelings. plus, i wouldnt date that bandage trash if i couldnt have you too."

"you wound me, shortie!! but yeah, i agree with him, kunikida-kun. i think i'd kill myself if you rejected me even tho i already knew back then that i l- that i appreciated the slug and vice versa. i dont think i could ever live without you, doppo."

kunikida was blushing the whole time. he didnt know his partners felt this. maybe he has been too selfish this time. he didnt think of his lovers' perspective.

" im so sorry if you ever felt that we dont love you back and were leaving you out. i promised it isnt anything like that. it's mostly just this trash is super clingy.."

"im not!" dazai said as he clinged to kunikida (hugging him). chuuya looked at him and smirked, "sure."

"you.. havent. it's just my head saying stuff...." kunikida mumbled.

chuuya smiled and snuggled closer to kunikida. "if it makes you feel better, i sometimes feel jealous that you two are in the same organization. not like i'll ever quit the port mafia though." chuuya chuckled

"awww, chuuya is such a baby." dazai reached his hand to tickle chuuya's waist. but it was unsuccessful bc he couldnt properly do it. chuuya stucke his tongue out, teasing the brunette.

kunikida giggled. HE GIGGLED. OH MY GOD THAT LAUGH WAS SO HEAVENLY. dazai and chuuya almost died.

"i love you both." kunikida said as he kissed both of their forehead.

"i love you too, doppo." chuuya smiled sweetly and cuddled closer.

"love you, kunikida-kun!"

and then they slept with content smiles.

[andieperrie18]

happiness in exile

series: that vacation you're looking for

pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader

warnings: None

a/n: I'm just gonna write... thats all

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Stockholm wasn't the first place that would pop into Chris's head when looking for an ex-government agent who recently quit due to personal reasons, one that he was very well aware of. He would have assumed that Y/n would rather be out somewhere in a rural area, in a cottage and a garden. Rehabilitating her heart and mind from the stressful job of fighting off bioweapons all while dealing with her breaking her engagement with Leon. As much as the male wanted to leave the woman alone, she was the only one capable of attaining information on his current target right now. 

"Claire, are you sure you're giving me the correct address?" 

Chris stared back and forth between the piece of paper in his hand and the residence before him, or a bakery instead. The walls are colored a dirty mustard yellow with a wide window with various pastries and a singular door beside it. Above it was an intricate sign, 'Gütiokipänjä Bakery' it read.

"Yes, it's a bakery and if you're standing in front of one, then you've found it," she replied through the other line. The buff male stared at the establishment. There was a pathway beside the bakery that led to a yard. He dared not to enter the said establishment but did take a look through the glass window display.

No Y/n, just a female cashier with a rather unusually large red bow holding her hair in a neat ponytail, she was taking a few customers' orders and a baker with rather red hair and big round glasses putting freshly baked pastries through designated baskets and racks on display. Having had enough of just eye scavenging for the woman he walked towards the door. The male slowly treads to the bakery's door to inquire until he is called.

"Chris?" he spun to see who called him, it was a woman. It took him two squints to finally acknowledge who it was.

"Y/n," she just smiled radiantly at him.

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Chris was jealous, well a tad bit envious. Envious of Y/n current state in comparison to his. Despite wearing a typical tourist outfit to blend in the crowd, his tired frown had forever etched itself on his face through years of trying to fight against monsters and people who created them for their benefits that had cost him countless lives of his men and women.

And then there's Y/n, who has been a close acquaintance of his after working together in various missions where the BSAA and the US Government needed to work together. And like him, this battle had taken its toll on her too, that was before she left for a rather long vacation.

He wasn't clueless of the sudden end of her and Leon's relationship, aware of the unusual relationship the male has with a female mercenary. 

"Soo… its been a while,"

Y/n took her seat across from him at a small dinner table in a relatively spacious room he didn't know the bakery had, it was an apartment space connected to the bakery. It was a bit dim but the slightly large window and the fresh morning sun lit her room without effort.

"It has. I guess you're doing quite well," he replied as he took a small sip of the hot beverage in front of him. 

Y/n exhaled as she rested back against the chair a soft smile grew on her lips, and he stared. The usual bags under her eyes were gone, her skin no longer sickly pale, a bit more meaty frame through her simple button-down dress, and her hair is neatly kept and put together, showing her rather radiant features.

“So… You bake?” he asked, as he smiled at how bright she looked.

Y/n chatted to him a bit more about small and simple things. Like how she learned to bake and so, sometimes pulling his sister's name through the conversation. A carefree conversation, devoid of any kind of topics involving zombies and terrorism. Rather refreshing in Chris's ears, whatever Y/n placed in his coffee to have him get laid back at that moment was working. The fresh sea breeze of the Swedish country sweetly crawled over his nape that left him to surrender his back fully on the sturdy wooden chair, the sent of the freshly baked pastries entering through the window. He could've swore that he might have dozed off for a few minutes and Y/n knows it.

"What brings you here anyway?" 

Chris heaved a breath as the question he was waiting for came, his lips shut close as he leaned forward, as his usual military demeanor returned.

"We need your help," he muttered with a little struggle, his gaze meeting hers, waiting for her expression to contort.

"We're looking for a weapon dealer who's currently involved with another virus. We don't know its effect, but we think it's related to bioweapons too," he trailed, torn by the slow fading of her warm expression. It was as if he was pulling her back to the reality of where her real occupation lies. 

"I'm sorry if I had to barge in through your vacation like this, and I know this isn't a typical one, a lot of things happened to you and I would leave you alone if I could but, I really need your help,"

Chris wasn't necessarily begging, and Y/n wasn't exactly a simple government agent. She was on the job two years before Leon was recruited. And she has a higher status than her ex-fiance, even now. That's why she was able to basically blackmail the higher-ups to give her a break. She's one of the best.

Y/n leaned back and crossed her arms, lips puckered to the left with squinting eyes. Chris felt blue, he didn't really want to force her back to duty but considering her resignation from DSO, he would be lying if it didn't cross his mind to recruit her. Surprisingly, his sister invited Y/n as field advisor for Terrasave a few months ago. So there goes his recruitment.

"I know it's sudd-" he starts, "When do you leave?" she pops on.

Taken aback by her quick reply but he never got to answer back as she left the chair and went to a closet beside her bed. She pulled out a duffel bag and placed it on the bed. 

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there'll be happiness after you

[writeyouin]

Hwello! How are you? Could I please request tfa Bumblebee, Optimus Prime, the jettwins(poly) and maybe shockwave ans Blurr too with a reader thats a bender.(The benders from Avatar and the legend of Korra)Maybe they're also the Avatar, if so then how would they react of they go into the Avatar state and started going rampage. They're angry because someone hurt their s/o or because someone is constantly insulting/bullying their s/o (coughsentinelcough).Thank you so much and your work is AMAZING!

Transformers X Reader-Insert - Avatar State

A/N - I hope you don't mind that I've done this as headcanons since there were a few characters to write this scenario for. And ooh, yey, I get to write for my fave TFA bot, Blurr.

Warnings - None

Rating - T

Bumblebee

It was always so cool that you could do what other humans couldn't. You could bend the elements to your will; it was awesome.

Throwing rocks at Bee for Target practice? He loved it.

Manipulating water to win in snowball fights? What a hoot.

Blasting grit at Sentinel then using Bumblebee as a getaway car? Incredible.

Or those rare quiet nights, when it was just you and him, and you would light up the sky, turning fire into moving images, perfect. He particularly loved it when he described something from Cybertron and you turned it into flaming pieces of art.

Bumblebee knew you. You were fun. You liked to play, but this... This wasn't playing anymore.

He had been in danger, and something in you changed. He'd seen you fight before, but this was something else. You- You weren't yourself as your eyes shone white and you roared with the voice of hundreds of past lives.

Bumblebee wanted to beat Megatron. Hell, the whole team did, but this was wrong. You were going to tear him apart, piece by piece.

"(Y/N)!" Bumblebee screamed your name. When you ignored his call, he became even more desperate. The truth now is that he doesn't care if Megatron is sent to the scrap heap. He just wants you back, and he's scared you're gone forever.

"(Y/N), HE'S DOWN. HE'S NOT GETTING BACK UP. IT'S OKAY. I'M OKAY. YOU- YOU ALREADY SAVED ME!"

Finally, thankfully, you lower yourself to the ground, and turn to look at him, almost not seeing behind the whites that have possessed your eyes. You mumble his name, tears spilling at the thought of almost losing him, and he rushes forward to catch you as you crumple to the floor.

Bumblebee calls for backup to imprison the unconscious Megatron, and he cradles you to his chassis, promising you that everything's going to be okay.

Jet-Twins

Oh, how exciting. There was a human just like the twins!

You were the only human who could command the elements, and they were the only Autobots who could fly (at least until command replicated the experiment, but that wouldn't be for quite some time.)

You could make lightning, they could make lightning.

You could hurl big rocks, they could hurl big rocks, or cars, or anything they picked up really.

You could race on a ball of air, they could jet through the air.

What wasn't to love?

Then, they learned there was even more fun to be discovered with the Avatar state. Though you knew you really shouldn't play with it, you couldn't help it as your loving boys begged you to play with them, racing one vs two, you in your heightened state, them using their advantage as a team to whip each other forward.

Everything was so amazing.

Then, there was a battle during which their lives were in danger, and they saw what the Avatar state could really do.

"Brother," Jetfire called, as he saw you put yourself at the forefront of the battle to save them.

"Da, I know," Jetstrom rallied to his brother's aid, immediately understanding what Jetfire wanted.

You weren't the only one with a superior alt-mode.

Together, they formed Safeguard. You wouldn't fight alone. They would also help protect you.

Optimus Prime

Optimus was always curious about your power. What a heavy burden that must be... much like leading a team.

Except, where there are many leaders in the universe, you are entirely alone in this power.

Becuase of this, Optimus liked to know everything about what you can do.

He has learned that there aren't only four elements, but also your affinity to the spirit realm, which (in a dire emergency) could lead you into the Avatar state.

During a particularly bad battle at Sumdac Industries, Optimus saw you enter the avatar state, yet with him by your side, you remained relatively in control, dealing with the enemies you faced succinctly, and also using your abilities to keep civilians out of harm's way.

Because of that incident, Optimus thought you would be in control at all times. He never imagined that you would lose your temper later with Sentinel of all people.

Sentinel had been his usual self, taking too much enjoyment in the power he had over others, and putting Optimus down because of their bad blood, none of which he would take responsibility for.

You were already in a bad mood upon seeing that. Then when Optimus objected to Sentinel's poor treatment of his team, Sentinel made a move to push Optimus down and place him in stasis cuffs.

After that, you lost it.

Optimus' optics widened in shock. You had gone into the Avatar state... for him. He knew the toll such power took, and he also knew that sometimes, that amount of power scared you. You rarely used it in combat, but now, your emotions had overcome you, and you had trapped Sentinel in a vortex.

You didn't respond to Optimus' calls. He had to crawl his way over to you, using his axe to pick his way up to you, like a mountain climber buffeted by impossible winds.

You jolted in shock at the feel of his servo on your shoulder. Then, upon looking over your shoulder at him, your eyes cleared, you lowered Sentinel to the floor, and Optimus abandoned his post to take you home.

Shockwave

A human who can manipulate the elements? How useful.

Well, if you can manipulate the elements, then it's only fair that Shockwave should manipulate you.

He goes through all the social graces of human courtship, and never once does he mention your abilities.

No, it's not about them, it's about you. He loves you, he would do anything for you.

It's only when he's certain that you are completely devoted to him that he begins his real experiments.

All it takes is a few pyrotechnics, a pipe which he could lift off himself at any time, and a feigned injury, then boom! You're in the Avatar state, just like he wanted.

Not only have you defeated a few enemies he lured into the area, but you've also performed wonderfully for his drones which are recording everything. If he can successfully replicate the data, a new generation of Decepticons will be forged.

And if he can't? No matter. You would do anything for him, and all for the promise of something as pathetic as love.

How easy it is to manipulate emotional fools led by their hearts.

Blurr

When Blurr first met you, it was only because he had plans to recruit you to the Autobot faction - the first human among Autobots; what an honour that would be for you.

Upon agreeing, you and Blurr began spending a lot of time together.

Blurr spoke a million miles a minute, asking you everything about your abilities. He was gathering intel.

Through various training sessions, he learned all your moves, with the exception of the Avatar State, which you declared too dangerous and only described, stating it wasn't something to be toyed with.

Blurr accepted that. He appreciated your professionalism and regard for safety.

Over time, Blurr became fond of you. He grew to care about your answers. It wasn't about intel anymore. He liked knowing about you. He wanted to be with you.

Your relationship was an unexpected one, and the two of you kept it secret from Autobot HQ. If they ever found out, Blurr would be posted elsewhere, and you would be given a new intel operator.

Much later, when it was too late to do anything, you heard word of Blurr's demise.

Through your despair, you were overtaken by the Avatar state. During your rampage, you rushed to the Decepticon base on Earth. There was nothing there to defeat since Megatron's capture, but that didn't stop you from tearing apart not only the base, but the entire island.

Nothing would ever grow there ever again.

When you came to your senses, there was no happiness. You had lost everything that mattered, and to make things worse, you despised the mindless destruction of an island that could have at the very least been reclaimed by nature if you hadn't been so destructive.

Without the comfort of your soulmate, you wept into the dead earth, feeling all too alone in the universe.

[powerpolyculeshowdown]

Do you have recommendations for shows/books/whatever with canon/basically canon polyamory?

ok the only media w officially canon polyam i personally consumed are Iron Widow and Hades.

Iron Widow is a mecha scifi/chinese fantasy book, it has pacific rim mechanics, so it takes 2 ppl to pilot the mecha but its more dystopian in that the pilot (male) usually drains the life force of his concubine (female). the mc has a guy shes interested in from the start but she pushes him aside to seek her goals to become a concubine pilot (theres a very good reason for this but i dont wanna give too much away) ends up being forced to work w the most dangerous pilot (spoilers hes actually a misunderstood sweetheart and i love him), her first love somehow finds his way back into her life so he can be their ally and its very clear from the first time he meets the other guy that this bitch is bi af. At one point he literslly saves their lives and i wont elaborate on that cause again spoilers but someone mentioned it in a propaganda ask. They canonically fall in live w each other and start dating. Please look up the trigger warnings first cause theres some heavy subjects addressed in this book. The book itself has trigger warnings listed at the start so if u find it at a book store u can check them this was too.

Hades is a roguelike videogame w dating sim mechanics (ish) -you give gifts to characters to learn more about them, and theres two romance options but you can romance both at once, they're both aware of and okay with it, hinting that they mightve had a past even before zagreus was born (its greek gods one is death incarnate the other is one of the furies, they've basically existed since forever)

From the submissions I got:

ive been told Leverage is like the korrasami of polyam, as in they were as polyam as they could be in a show from 2010, so it sounds like its canon but not explicit because they couldnt get away with that.

The girls from Amphibia are apparently in a similar situation, heavily implied canon, someone told me it was confirmed by people who worked on the show, but i dont think its explicitly stated.

The Kane Chronicles apparently also has canon polyam, although its 2 bodies, cause I think one of them has a god in him or something? I never read the books, but I was told Sadie (i think thats her name? The girl) is in love w both of them, and kinda dating both too i think?

I dont know if Singing in the Rain is canon but theres that kiss gif that got prrtty popular on tumblr where kathy kisses one of the guys then the other, so it looks canon? or at least implied canon?

Sense8 as some people have mentioned has 1 officially confirmed to be canon throuple, 1 that has a lot of hints to confirm but a lot of ppl see it as a gay couple w a very supportive friend ig and someone else said in general because of the plot u could kind of see the 8 of them as a big polycule, although that one isnt canon

HoneyWorks/Heroine Tarumono is one of those songs turned novel turned anime. i dont think its confirmed canon but theres a lot of stuff pointing to the possibility, you mightve see @non-fantasy telling me about them in a few asks. im obsessed and ive yet to watch anything

Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel has Rilla/Sir Damien/Lord Arum, i also haven't listened to this one but a lot of people told me rilla and damien were in a pre-established relstionship, both got crushed on lord arum separately, talked about it and worked things out to now be a canon polycule

im She-Ra (netflix) theres a trio that is implied to be a polycule at the end, a lot of ppl called them canon in the notes but i dont personally ember it being confirmed? i am very forgetful tho. It's Rogelio/Kyle/Lonnie, unfortunately they lost the prelim round

I believe people submitted some others that were canon but im very forgetful so i cant remember right now

[lovelyrotter]

okay but i actually kinda wanna know ur take on stridercest being canon compliant O_O <- autism stare

oh hey i am also hitting you with the autism stare. ill try to get my thoughts down in a way that makes sense to more than just me hahaha

bear in mind that im an epilogue lover and i think Meat/Candy are really valuable pieces that further all of the characters and are also hard canon in the sense that we're looking at just 2 post-game universe outcomes out of an uncountable number (the book in the picnic basket representing post-canon fanfic). i think the characters actions in the epilogues make sense and are satisfying to me. yes even jane (i love alpha jane and i will not do her the disservice of 'cleaning her up' w/o showing her work for it. thats not how you depict a character who grew up with fascist programming). i could totally go on a whole tangent about this specifically but thats another post lol we'd be here forever and its also not stridercest

but okay. canon stridercest. under the cut cause it got kinda long

basically it has to do with the cherubs and how their relationships and mating rituals are pretty obviously incestuous leaning even though cherubs dont have the human concept of Siblings or blood family. the cherub who predominates will search across paradox space to mate with another cherub who closely resembles the cherub they predominated which is like textbook Freudian sexuality. theres a lot of Freud and Jungian stuff in HS imo even if im kinda [wobbly hand gesture] at the validity of these theories applied to real life and real people. but theyre super fun tools and lenses to use in fiction and i mean. gestures at all of dave

so the incest aliens cherubs. the whole reason why im talkin about them is bc Caliborn is so incredibly interested and invested in the Striders in particular. caliborn as both Lord English and Lil Cal shapes earth NOT OVERTLY but more so embeds himself in earth society, but again, the Striders lives in particular. dave is full of incest jokes. hes even apparently got a list of his friends arranged in order of how likely theyd incest-elope with each other (thank you epilogues for this amazing factoid). he seems to think about it often enough to, yknow, Do That. have a good solid think about that and construct an organized list about it. bearing in mind dave makes jokes about stuff thats a) bothering him, or b) generally camping out in his brain. hes not even really aware of it most of the time (as we see in one of the openbounds where hes all 'why am i thinking about puppets???' after seeing dirk for the first time in that dream bubble. he is thinking nonstop about dirk at that point and going off his only frame of reference for ANY dirk, which is his bro. his bro who was most likely deeply warped by Lil Cal)

sorry for the long blocky paragraph lol. but now onto the next thing

Caliborn as Lil Cal is the centerpiece in the beta strider apartment. dave cant escape him and beta dirk grew up with him. what the fuck do you do when youre childhood comfort item is also the most evil creature across all of paradox space? if youre a dirk you try to fight it. but how long can you keep fighting something like that. its safe to say that bro was affected by Caliborns particular brand of perversion and sfw kink. i dont think i have to say how insidious abusive and toxic he is about those things. and looking at the truth of beta bro (16yo alpha dirk) you can start to see just how warped beta bro became. beta bro is a false dirk (still a very Real dirk but not the Truth of dirk. beta bro has been toxified and made infinitely worse by an absolute evil influence over decades of life. in 80s fuckin texas. presumably in the system. anyone would be fucked up after that)

so for this analysis/theory im stating beta bro as a false persona. using jungian terms he is apha dirk's shadow

both dave and dirk live with a fake, carefully manicured version of their bros. they live with personas (or shadows of their guardians on the walls. hello platos allegory of the cave). they dont actually know e/o and they dont until the striunion

alpha dirk especially grows up embedded in the Public Persona Of Dave Strider 400 years post mortem and completely alone with unlimited internet access. hes a self admitted expert on his bro and we dont get to see a lot if any of his early childhood but i can hazard a guess at how much he clung to that persona of his bro. he fuckin idolizes dave. he LOVES dave. right off the bat he is in some kind of love with dave and i think if you try to argue against that then thats you slippin. i think youre a fool and have to reread homestuck because i wholeheartedly believe the striders loving eachother is part of the win state

once again this is speculation cause we get barely anything about alpha dave, but from what we already know about him im guessing this bro-persona is

achingly effortlessly cool

oozing masculinity (toxic or not, not really interested in categorizing that although toxic coolboy masculinity IS something the striders contend with & is an important facet in their lives)

a skilled fighter

a dedicated moviegoer (hes a director need i say more. this one is probably the only genuine thing about his on-screen persona)

and now lets look at jake. someone whos grown up on pretty much nothing but movies, whos doubtlessly been influenced by hollywood and its idea of gritty 'main character' masculinity through that, and who also clings to more old-school ideas of manliness (think victorian/edwardian era gentlemanly-but-loves-a-good-scrum kinda manly. moustache twirly with a monocle kinda manly. basically everything that grandpa harley is)

but okay lets look at what jake wants to be. lets take a look at his teenager persona

achingly effortlessly cool (his own 'hollywood star' kind of cool also def influenced by his favourite characters like lara croft who is indeed achingly cool. you see him succeed in inhabiting this hollywood star persona on earth c)

oozing masculinity (the old school manly mans-man kind)

a skilled fighter (two pistoles always. harder to aim cause you cant use a free hand to make up for kickback. that takes skill)

a dedicated moviegoer (again one of the only genuine parts about his persona. his questionable-to-wretched tastes aside. but bearing in mind that the SBaHJ movies are intentionally bad which is what makes them loop around to good. such is the nature of intentionally 'bad' art. jake fuckin lives in this perpetual bad-good art loop. okay enough with the art tangent keep focused man cmon)

because dirk has obviously way more contact with jake i dont doubt he sees through jakes own (admittedly way more flimsy) coolboy persona but the point still stands i think. different flavours but the same kinda guy. dirk has a type and i dont think its a stretch to say that hes looking for aspects of the bro-persona he grew up looking at in other boys, much like the winning cherub looking for the one they lost in the cherub theyll mate with

also wtf is with dirks obvious boner for dave chasing him across paradox space to decapitate him huh?? the last few sentences in Meat are about that very thing. he wants to fuc fight dave sooo bad. haha remember how the cherubic mating ritual is one of the most violent and long running spectacles in paradox space? i sure do

[reformedcoolgirl]

hi! could you write about reader meeting tom’s mom (stepfather too maybe?) and she loves her so much and she’s so happy that tom found the right girl?

ahh of course thats so cute !! thank you for the request love :) im so sorry its short also... :(

cherished moments

"what if she hates me!?" y/n fidgets with the laces of the shoes nervously as toms car became closer to the house, tom scoffs sarcasticlly and stops the car, unlocking the car door and quickly running to open y/ns.

the air filled with toms excitement and y/ns nerves as they approached his mothers home. stepping on the mattress,

y/n softly knocks on the door making it swing open, revealing his mom simone, her eyes instantly lighting up with joy.

"ah!, you must be the wonderful y/n Tom can't stop talking about!" she exclaimed, pulling you into a warm hug as toms cheeks slowly turn pink. meeting his stepfather, who wore a welcoming smile, added to the heartwarming atmosphere.

they let you and tom inside as you admired the house, the cozy, welcoming and warm home tom used to live in before you two moved in together. toms mother, a beacon of maternal warmth, couldnt contain her happiness.

"tom always said he'd find someone special, and here you are, dear. i can see why he's so charmed with you!" she squeals, taking you to the kitchen and sitting you on the couch next to her. "tom, go get your brother." she tells tom, he nods quickly walking upstairs. she fluttered her eyes as she stood up quickly, again, taking you by the hand,

"come, dear, let me show you something special." she pointed to a wall adorned with framed pictures capturing toms childhood and teenage years. each photograph told a story of a boy who grew into the remarkable man you now knew and loved.

as you two kept looking at the pictures of tom and his twin brother bill, with her explaining every picture and y/n listening, tom quickly comes back downstairs with his brother bill by his side, "hey! your the girl tom cant stop talking about!" bill slightly bounces and runs up to you, giving your a gentle hug,

y/n hugs him back gently, keeping a distance between their faces and giggles, tom rolling his eyes dramatically as everyone exposed him today, bill releases the hug and nods at you excitingly as their mother waits for her to show more pictures, y/n runs up to her, looking at the pictures in 2005,

"oh my god that would be amazing! tom! why not?" y/n smiles widely at his mom grabbing pictures from the counter, as if she was ready for this.

"mooom!" tom groans at his moms explaining and boredom, "what? look how cute you were!" his mom points at the pictures as y/n laughs softly, "Oh right! y/n! I have some spare pictures of younger tom if you would like to keep them?" his mom states, "mom! stop it!" tom whines,

as it became dark outside, toms mom puts the dishes away and clears her throat smiling kindly, "y/n meeting you was a pleasure and im glad tom found someone like you. your a sweet and pretty girl."

"of course, hes gonna be stuck with me forever mrs. kaulitz, don't worry." y/n smiles innocently making everyone laugh, "seriously y/n, we're glad tom found someone kind and caring, thank you for everything." his step-dad rants

"it was pleasure meeting you all, your son is a hübscher junge (handsome boy), all i need, thank you again." y/n smiles, hugging his mom and shaking hands with his dad again, "bye mom! bye gordon!" tom waves as they walk out the house,

"see, did they hate you?"

[calina12]

Also, holy FUCK, was episode 4 massive for Charlie's character!

Yes, she REALLY needed that reality check about how bad the lives of the sinners are she tries to help, but it also lead to Charlie taking her proper role for a solid second when she get angry at Valentino.

It's quite obvious to me that Vaggie will be the one to actually run the hotel, so it's Charlie's job to not only use her unique position as princess of hell to deal with heaven for her people's sake, she's also supposed to be protective mighty force her guests can find the save haven in they desperately need to escape their circumstances.

When any of their powerful abusers dare to enter the hotel it's HER job to put them in their place and away from their victims.

Her place isn't running the hotel, SHE'S supposed to be the hotel's and people's protector, and I'm so fucking hyped to see her growing into that role. To see her rip open that portal between hell and heaven for good to free her people herself if she fucking has to.

But episode 4 is also so important for Charlie because it showed us just how massive of a toll it took on her that her mother just up and left 7 years ago, and we were already told that Lucifer ain't the dad of the year either.

Angel forgiving her at the end of the episode meant so much to her because she feared so fucking badly that she ruined everything, he would hate her and leave forever, into a life she would have had had a hand in making worse.

Obviously she has massive abandonment issues and as Husker correctly stated: she's a bleeding heart who wants to solve everyone's problems except her own.

And she does that because very clearly she was highly neglected by her parents in her emotional needs, even if I don't put into question at all that they love her.

She desperately tries to help and find in others what she didn't get from her parents, to get a group of people she can finally trust and who won't abandone her, so she tries everything she can to solve everyone else's problems because that way she thinks she will "earn" being worthy of being loved and not abandoned.

So when she just showed up at Angel's work place to talk to Valentino without checking with Angel beforehand what she has to do to NOT cause him hell, and caused an absolute fucking disaster HE had to pay the whole price for and NOT her because of her privilege and immunity as Princess of Hell, that was literally one of the worst things for her she could have caused.

It hit all her insecurities in the worst ways possible. And I'm so glad that they had Angel say "thank you for caring about me" and not "thank you for trying" because that's not the same and what Charlie needed was indeed the former.

She really desperately needed to hear from him that the reason why he forgives her is that he understands that she did all of this because she CARES for him. That his reason for forgiving her has nothing to do with him prioritized anything else she can GIVE or provide over seeing HER.

Mind you, of course this whole disaster she caused can't be justified and it has no business ever happening again to such horrific degrees, she NEEDS to work through her own problems ASAP because the people who depend on her as the privileged and basically untouchable person in power who promised them protection can't continue paying the price for her actions

But this is a fictional story, so I'm talking about the narrative when I say that both Charlie's and Angel's characters needed this to happen for their development.

Just, good fucking God, let this have been the peak of Charlie's naivety and the incident she needed to start healing a deep scar in her heart. I love Charlie to pieces, please give us the pay-off now from the emotional development and what she learned by now so she can grow into the mighty mama bear she is meant to be without her unintentionally continuously hurting her adopted hurt cubs.

Because thats a factor I can't and won't ever ignore in her type of (main) character and in her leader role and privileged position/ status in all of this.

Fingers crossed, cause I'm so fucking ready to love this sweet broken girl with the heart of a lion, with every inch of my being.