#the universe really said here ya go bitch you need this

[mouthingfuckyouforever]

my 🍃 gummies 🍃 got delivered today and after the worst day in work, someone up there is looking out for me

[bxtchycaprisun]

obstinate (4) | a. anderson

summary: you’re a new medic in the WLF base. you’re young, hardworking, and the thing that abby anderson hated the most, stubborn.

notes: fem!reader, medic!reader, protective!abby, soldier!abby, mentions of injuries, civil conversation (for once 😮), mutual pining, this might be my fav chapter i’ve written so far

taglist: @caitlinisfruity @shaemonyou @mattm1964 @vigelvictoria @liabadoobee @shady-lemur @sweet-lover-girl @sweet-cow-nectar @anxiouso @novadanversss @paleidiot @makepastanotwar13 @juneswonderlust @ratdungeon @elliesrealw1fe @feelsoseencantdream (striked text means i can’t tag u)

an: here it is folks, eat up

MDNI!!

abby’s head hung low as she was hauled to the infirmary.

the bullet that was currently lodged in her shoulder hurt like a bitch. there were beads of sweat adorning her forehead and collarbones, and her brows furrowed from the sharp sting in her arm. but that wasn’t what mattered at the moment. she could care less about the pain.

what she did care about was the fact that her patrol had almost been over, and she was going to enjoy her full day off tomorrow, when she was ambushed, and shot. she had spent the entire day blowing off some steam, and planned to get a well needed night of sleep before an important conversation tomorrow.

believe it or not, she was going to pay a visit to your doorstep that upcoming day. not to apologize, obviously, that wasn’t her style. instead to make a proposition.

but of course, the universe had other plans for her. instead, she felt herself slipping in and out of a pained consciousness as her fellow soldiers lifted her onto a stiff hospital bed.

a familiar hand brushed her face, a thumb pressed firmly against her cheekbone as another finger peeled her eyelid upward, shining a bright light into her pupil. as she squints up at the ceiling, eyes adjusting to the bright infirmary lights, she heard a small chuckle before her.

“christ, anderson,” you shake your head, quick fingers cutting away her t shirt with your fabric scissors. “you’re not looking too hot.”

abby groans, instantly recognizing your familiar voice and soft hands. of course it would be you to treat her. she must have some really damn bad karma.

“don’t-” she shakes her head weakly, voice small, “don’t even start.”

abby was fully conscious now, eyes blown wide and face red as you cleaned up the wound, prepping it for surgery. she watched you with shallow breathes, simply accepting your taunting. she knew she had it coming.

“what was that you said, yesterday?” you ask slowly, voice dripping with sarcasm, “you haven’t been hit on the field in over a year?”

“shut up,” abby says in a hiss, her face pinching as you sanitize the wound. her fingers grip the edge of the bed, knuckles whitening. you notice her pain, and mumble “m’sorry,” as you clean her up. as much as you wish you did, you really didn’t enjoy seeing her like this.

“don’t think.. don’t think this’ll mean i’ll change my mind ‘bout anything,” abby brings up a weak hand, pointing at you with narrowed eyes.

“course not,” you shake your head, biting back a smile. you couldn’t even be upset by her comment. you were stubborn, and so was she. the last thing you wanted to be was a hypocrite.

“listen um-” you bite the inside of your lip, “the bullets shattered.”

she hums frustratedly, “figures.”

“i’m gonna put you under general anesthesia,” you move swiftly, prepping her forearm for an IV as you call over mel to control her dosage.

“try not to kill me while i’m under, will ya?” she says with a frown, but her eyes crease as if she’s smiling.

you laugh quietly, glad to see she was the same old abby, even in her worst.

“another time,” was the last thing she heard before going under.

. . .

abby woke up with little feeling in her body. she didn’t know what time it was, but judging from the dimly lit halls of the infirmary, and quiet buzz of conversation just around then corner, she could tell it was night.

she sat up with a grunt, gripping her left shoulder and feeling around at the intricately wrapped bandages. her eyes travel around the room, landing on the small table beside her. she picked up an orange pill bottle, reading the label carefully.

it was vicodin.

her eyes widen a bit. either mel was feeling generous today, or you had gone out of your way to get her extra good opioids. she furrowed her brows at the thought of the latter.

her gaze lifts as she hears footsteps entering her mostly empty tent. you rub your eyes as you step into the room, and full glass of water in your hand.

you walk to her bedside, smiling tightly. “you’re awake.” you say softly. you place a hand on her uninjured shoulder, and push her back against the bed gently, ignoring her mumbling protests. “you shouldn’t be sitting up.”

you grab the bottle and open it, dumping a single pill onto your hand, whispering, “open”

she nods, accepting the pill you set on her tongue and taking a sip of the water. her voice is hoarse as she speaks. “i’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

you breath in sharply, “you’re talking.”

“no i mean..” she begins, but you cut her off.

“abby, you really should just rest.”

“i’m fine,” she insists, craning her neck forward as she goes to sit up again. you click your tongue, pushing her back down. “please?” she whispers.

you snap your mouth shut, eyeing her suspiciously. “you gonna apologize?”

she scoffs. “no.”

“alright,” you chuckle dryly, “then please just rest.”

“why would i apologize?” she snaps, titling her head. “you should thank me, y’know, for keeping you out of the serevena. i mean, if this is the state i’m in, i can’t imagine how you’d have ended up.”

you roll your eyes, scolding yourself for thinking she’d have been any different today. “thank you, abby” you whisper sarcastically, “for saving my ass, healing my shoulder, and caring for me as i recover.” you take a long pause for dramatic effect. “oh wait. that was me.”

abby opens her mouth to bite back, but looks down. “thank you.” she says quietly. “i did mean to say that sooner. thank you.”

you nod, smiling slightly. “just doin my job.”

abby can’t help it as she says, “you give vicodin to every patient as a part of said job?”

you clench your jaw, feeling exposed. “you’re a top soldier, abby.” you respond slowly, “of course you’re going to get the good stuff.”

she nods, a smile creeping on her lips at your obvious discomfort. “right.”

a familiar silence falls upon the room as you step back from the bed. she watches you with parted lips, looking as if her words are stuck in her throat. “i have.. i have a proposition for you.”

you nearly snort at her choice of words, and you look down at her with an amused smirk. “a proposition?”

she snickers weakly, “i know that sounds weird, but, i need you to hear me out.”

you nod, tensing up a bit at the seriousness of her voice. you didn’t want to begin guessing what this was about. “okay… i’m listening.”

“you want to be able to go on patrol, isn’t that right?” she begins slowly, her voice low.

you nod carefully, humming “that’s right.”

“but from what i’ve seen, i can tell you’re not ready for that, is that correct?”

you inhale with a frown. “that’s what you think, yes.”

she chuckles at your clever remark. “you heard what isaac told the both of us. if you don’t get an okay from me, you can’t patrol.” she says with a grin.

you feel your face growing a bit hot. “what’re you doing abby? you just saying that to rub it in? trust me, you made your point pretty clear when you practically tackled me.”

tackled wasn’t exactly the word you used for it in your head, but it was safer to say than the alternative.

when she pressed you against a wall. when she held you to the ground. when you could practically feel her lips against your neck as she whispered to you. yeah no. tackled it is.

“i’m not trying to prove a point,” she hums, sitting up a bit once again. when you open your mouth to order her to lay back, she hushes you with a hand in your face. “don’t.”

you purse your lips and step back, giving up as she leans forward, large hand on her knee. “you couldn’t fight me off last night.”

your eyes narrow. “no abby. i couldn’t.” you throw your hands up, and cross them over your chest. “but majority of scars aren’t built like y-you..” you gesture at her arms, but trail off, your internal monologue telling you to just stop talking.

“built like what?” her smile is now wide and beaming. her fingers clutch her knee, and you can see her muscles flex. real subtle abby.

“never mind,” you huff. “what i mean, abby, is that most of our enemies aren’t like you. they don’t have a fully equipped gym, high protein diet, or even a steady roof over their heads. just because i can’t handle you, doesn’t mean i can’t handle them.”

“can’t handle me, huh?” she smirks and you nearly boil over.

she didn’t know why she was doing this. she shouldn’t flirt with you right now. she needed to convince you, not fluster you. but seeing the red tint on your cheeks, she just couldn’t help it.

and for you, watching her lick her lips, toned stomach exposed as she sits in only a black sports bra, you became weak.

“stop that.” you say quickly, your lips pulled into a stern pout.

“stop what?” she cocks her head.

“you- you know what- just.” you groan. “just get to your point, anderson.”

“you only call me that when you’re trying to act mad at me.”

“i don’t need to act mad, i am mad.”

“sure you are,” she puts a pretend frown on, “so mad.”

“abby…” you say her name warningly. “i don’t know what you think you’re doing, but it’s not working. get to your point.”

her smile softens a bit, and she sighs, humming your name. “you really won’t ever let me try to get along with you, will you?”

her questions catches you off guard a bit. you sit down on the edge of her firm bed, tucking your hair behind your ear. “that’s a two way street, abby.”

“what do you mean by that?”

“i mean.. you don’t let me get along with you either.” you say with a small shrug, “i feel like every time we have a conversation, you always find something to get on me about. and we end up fighting.”

abby sighs. “well that’s because… you always give me a reason to be upset.”

“or… because you overreact about things.” you say simply.

normally, abby would argue further. but watching the way your expression remains calm as you speak makes her soft. you were trying, and maybe she could do the same.

“maybe i do.”

her sentence is short, and her voice is firm. a lot was said in just those few words. it was more than she’d ever been able to admit in the past.

you surprise yourself as you hear the next words leave your mouth. “and maybe i… was a little too hard on you when you talked to isaac. i… didn’t mean what i said in the cafeteria.. about.. you thinking your better then everyone else.”

“i don’t.. think that.” she shakes her head with a grin, “only that i’m better than you.” her voice is playful, and it makes you crack a smile in return.

you look away from her, taking a deep breath as you listened to the whir of the fans in the tent. you could feel her eyes on you, and it makes your face hot.

you were still angry at her. you still couldn’t give her the satisfaction of thinking she was let off the hook.

she may have been charming, and her voice may be smooth, and she may make you nervous. and it was hard to ignore the fight in your mind as you look at her face, struggling to decide whether to memorize every freckle on her skin or just stare at her lips.

but she jeopardized your role in the WLF. she humiliated you, and she underestimated you, and she made you so desperately miss the girl you had first met.

she was acting awfully like that girl right now.

she wasn’t yelling at you, she was smiling at you. it made your stomach hurt.

you take a deep breath, finally meeting her eyes. “you… had a proposition,” you begin, “what was it?”

a part of you prayed that she would say something that made you mad again. it was easier that way. she was so much easier to be mad at when she wasn’t staring at you like she never meant a thing she did.

abby smiles. “you want to go on patrols, you have to train with me.”

you inhale from your nose, shaking your head. “abby, no.”

she whispers your name, followed by a “yes.”

“i’ll help you learn to shoot. i’ll help you learn to fight. i’ll make sure you can protect yourself.”

you frown, lowering your head. you couldn’t do this. you couldn’t be around her like this. she made you crazy. she made you want something she couldn’t give you.

you practically scream in your mind, yelling to snap the hell out of it! the two of you are constantly bouncing from simple conversations to jumping for each others throats. if you wanted to keep your sanity, and your dignity, you needed to avoid.

“that’s not gonna happen, abby,” you shake your head.

she doesn’t look surprised, nor does she look disappointed. she was determined.

“you’re never gonna go on patrol if you don’t agree to this.” she states.

you exhale through your teeth, rolling your eyes. “you’re… impossible.”

she chuckles, leaning towards you. “i’m not,” she laughs, “it’s a simple request. then i’ll leave you alone forever. free reign on the field.”

“i don’t have time for that, abby,” you shake your head, “i work too much here in the infirmary. it’s not gonna happen.”

“that’s exactly why you need me,” her voice is almost pleading. “you’re going to go insane in here. how long have you been here, anyways?”

“what do you mean?”

“how long have you been working? you were here before i came in, and you’re still here.”

“i’m used to it.” you respond quickly.

“how long,” she pressed with a raised eyebrow.

you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose between your fingers. “it’s a 24 hour shift. i’m almost over.”

she watches you through her blond lashes, her eyes softening.

she had always been praised for her work in the WLF. she got so many special privileges, attention, and respect. her work was rewarded, and people looked up to her.

and then there as you.

worked to the bone. face sunken from lack of sleep, yet a smile still so beautiful. you never got the recognition you deserved. you never got the love you deserved.

but from the way she was looking at you alone, you felt more appreciated than ever before.

“you don’t deserve that,” her voice is soft and gentle.

you remain silent as you stare at each other.

“when’s the last time you left the base?”

“uh-” you pause for a moment, “since the patrol with you.”

she sighs, leaning back a bit as her tongue rolls on the inside of her cheek. “you’re gonna go crazy if you stay in here.”

“yeah,” you answer, “thanks to you.” you instantly frown at yourself. why was this all you knew? why couldn’t you be civil?

abby doesn’t flinch from your words, however, only smiles more.

“you need me.”

you instantly break eye contact as she says this, your cheeks warming up.

“i-,” you exhale quickly, “what- what does that mean?”

“i mean, you need me to help you. i promise you, if you just train with me for a little while, i’ll let you go on whatever patrol you want.”

you shake your head, looking down, but she presses on.

“please? i just- i need to see that.. that you’ll be okay out there.”

“i will be.” your voice is shaky, meeting her same level of desperation. “just let me go. you’ll see, abby, you’ll see.”

“i’m not going to take that kind of risk,” her voice is more stern, “not when you can prove that to me here, in the safety of the base.”

“i’m not doing that, abby, so you can just forget it,” you can’t hide the frustration in your voice.

“why are you so god damn stubborn?” she raises her voice and you widen your eyes.

“i’m a grown woman, abby,” your tone is low, “i don’t need your help. and i don’t need your approval, so you can just forget it. i’d rather stay here at the infirmary, and go crazy.”

abby’s jaw clenches, and she rolls her head back. “you- just let me.. please?”

“no, okay?” you stand up. “look… i’ve gotta get back to work.” you reach to grab your bag, preparing to leave.

abby’s voice is sharp, and almost mean as she calls out to you. “are you even happy?”

you look at her with raised eyebrows, completely dumbfounded. “what?”

“you heard me.”

you stare at her, mouth open slightly. all you did was work, struggle to fall asleep, and suppress your feelings. happiness wasn’t something on your mind. it didn’t seem achievable.

“that doesn’t even matter,” you turn around again, but her voice stops you. your back faces her as she speaks.

“you need me.” she says quietly.

you don’t turn around as you respond. “what.. what are we even talking about right now?”

your question was bold, but so was her statement. were you reading this wrong? her words made you feel so light headed.

“i think you know what i’m talking about,” she says, tone low and sultry. you swallow hard, trying to stop your body from shaking.

when you don’t respond, abby takes it as a rejection.

“i’m sorry- that was.. that was out of line- i just mean, i think getting out of this place will give you some peace of mind,” she sounds almost insecure, “you need it.”

you can’t risk turning back around, fear of her seeing your red face, or the way your legs squeeze together. why’d she have to take it back?

your response is slow and soft. “i’ll.. i’ll be fine, abby. you should rest.” and you leave her with that as you exit the room, not daring to breath until you were out of her eyesight.

. . .

to your ultimate despair, you didn’t see abby anderson for an entire week.

you didn’t return to her bedside until she was admitted. you didn’t see her in the cafeteria, even when you went during normal breakfast hours. you didn’t see her stop into the infirmary. you didn’t see her anywhere.

and you knew it was purposeful.

you had shut her down, turned her away. and she didn’t know how to accept it.

even when she tried to be nice, and understanding, and patient, you still wouldn’t agree to a thing.

she didn’t want to see you, or talk to you, or spy on you anymore. she knew if she did, she’d just start begging again. and she had to stop doing that.

so she did the only thing she knew how.

she avoided.

but for you, on the other hand. you didn’t even have the time to make sense of it.

with a weak total of 30 hours of sleep in the last week, and 3 consecutive 12 hour shifts the last few days, you were truly going out of your mind.

you were, once again, a walking corpse. you slept during the entire day in your dungeon of a room, and woke up in the night to slave away in the infirmary.

you rarely saw sunlight, rarely went outside for fresh air. you barely ate, or showered, or even spoke.

and ever since abby had asked you if you were happy, that’s all you craved. to feel happy.

you’re body ached with both the need of something different, and from the soreness of your neck.

you treated countless soldiers with minor injuries, beaming smiles on their faces as they cackles with their counterparts, sharing stories of their excitement out on the field.

your heart stang with jealousy.

one soldier mentioned how abby had found a way into an old record store, collecting dozens of practically untouched records and bringing them home to distribute based on who she knew liked the artists.

she kept the Siamese Dream album by The Smashing Pumpkins for herself.

that night you dreamed of listening to it with her.

you woke up at midnight, your shift only hours away. only this time, you didn’t plan on going to it.

your body was hot and your skin felt tingly as you emerged from the covers. your pajama shorts hung loosely by your hips, swallowed by the old t shirt on your shoulders. you ran your fingers through your hair, and let out a groan of frustration.

you wanted her. you needed her.

and you wanted out of this damn base.

one of those things, you knew a way to make happen.

you told yourself to turn around as your slippered feet padded down the halls of the base. you told yourself you decided that you wouldn’t do this. wouldn’t give in to her demands, and deal with your job in the infirmary.

but your head heart from your lack of vitamin d, and your joints ached from your lack of movement.

your frown was nearly cemented onto your face from your lack of abby.

abby.

which is why you shut down your doubt, and brought your shaking fist to her door, knocking gently.

she didn’t open at first, and you wait with a trembling figure, eyes wide and desperate. but eventually, you hear the lock click, and the door swings open.

“what do you-,” she begins as she scratches the back of her neck, but stops when she sees you before her, her hand dropping to her side.

she takes in your state. your hair is messy and wild. your eyes are glossy, and you smell like sleep and cinnamon. you part your puffy lips, and she feels weak in the knees as she watches you. she whispers your name, and you finally speak.

“i- i need you.”

[vxlkirayaxo]

Thantophobia

Character: wanderer (referred to as Kuni)

Tags ig? : angst with comfort, mention of suicidal thoughts, slight cursing, reader needs therapy fr

First fic on here ^^

Enjoy ~

To say that you had a phobia of losing someone you love was almost an understatement...

So when your boyfriend Kuni started drifting away due to the stress of school [which you didn't know]you began to overthink things a bit, like you are now as you sit on your bed staring at the ceiling and desperately grabbing your chest at an attempt to fill the empty feeling in your heart.

You glanced at your phone anxiously as it alerted a new message. It was from your boyfriend, your hands slightly trembled with a feeling of anxiety and excitement.

"we need to speak. Do u have a moment?" You read quickly. You were about to reply when your thumbs wouldn't move, you were frozen. Last time that one of your partners tried to talk to you they broke it off with you.

After multiple heart breaks you started developing a never ending feeling of Thantophobia.

Oh how exhausting it was overthinking over the slightest sentence or action, your mind always went back to what your parents taught you.

And just like now, you were overthinking. Your teeth chewed on your bottom lip as your eyes scanned the message for a hidden meaning, you tried to imagine his voice saying it to see if it was in a good or bad tone.

Actions speak louder than words.

Your mind was overtaken by the thought of him breaking up with you, being lost in thought you didn't notice that he double texted you after a minute of him being left on read.

"babe? Everything alright?" He sent. You glanced at the phone slightly taken out of overthinking when he called you 'babe', your hands tightened their grip on your phone as you typed out a message.

"Yup :3"

"what do ya need?" You stared at the typing icon, it was like it was the only thing in the universe, you needed to know what he was going to say, if he was going to break up with you...you wouldn't survive. Maybe it was your fault for being so attached and clingy, no one would love you as deep as you love them right? Maybe you should just end it all so that no one would have to deal with you? You slightly grimaced at the thought

The typing icon disappeared for a second before popping up again. Did he just delete the message? Is he trying to make the break up text nicer? Your mind spiraled as you found yourself slowly sinking in your bed, oh how you wished it was water so you could finally drown out these thoughts of abandonment.

Thantophobia sucked, you wished you never had it. Fuck, you had problems no wonder he was trying to break up with you.

"Psychotic bitch.." you mumbled to yourself as you curled up slightly in a ball, your hand went to your hair and slightly tugged on it as if it would take away these thoughts. When you heard the 'ding!' you immediately sat up over your phone. You tugged at your hair as you started to read.

"We need to talk about our anniversary plans, do you want to meet up at the park or should I ride my bike over to your home? Either is fine my luv." You glanced at your attire. Would he care if you weren't exactly glammed up right now?

"Can you please come and get me?" You typed before tossing your phone across your bed and hugging your pillow, scared that he'll change his mind about it being fine, after all he lived a few miles away, would he really be fine with biking all the way here?

'Ding!'

"Alright, be there in ten :)" you slightly smiled, the thoughts weren't as bad when you knew he'd be around you soon, you still couldn't find the strength to get out of bed though. You felt too disgusting to move, you hadn't taken care of yourself in days since Kuni has been growing distant.

....

About ten minutes later there was a knock on your door and you heard one of your parents open it. Light laughter and chatter was heard from downstairs before your door opened.

"Babe, I'm here. Your parent is worried for you they said-" he stopped speaking when you turned in bed and looked at him. A small sigh left his lips as he walked over and hugged you.

"What are you overthinking now?" He asked in a gentle voice. You immediately snuggled your face into his shoulder.

"I thought you were going to break up with me because you were being distant and I'm sorry...it's just a fear of mine.." you mumbled as he gently patted your hair.

"I promise I didn't mean to be distant, school has been stressful lately since it's the end I've just kind of been tunnel visioned on it. I'm sorry, I love you and I'm not breaking up with you ever. You're stuck with me." He slightly smirked at the last part as he spoke. His hand brushing your tangled hair.

"I'm sorry too, I jump to conclusions too quickly." You sat up and looked him in the eyes. He then peppered kisses all over your face.

"I know, Thantophobia is very valid. I wouldn't judge you over something you can't control. I have it too." He smiled at you before giving you a kiss.

.....

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I Can Be Your Antidote Tonight (You Were Finished Universe)

I Can Be Your Antidote Tonight (You Were Finished Universe)

Indie Rocker!Eddie Munson x POC!Indie Rocker!Reader “Sug” x Fuckboy!Steve Harrington

Early 2000s Indie Rockstar AU

Summary:

Sometimes you need a reminder that we’re all at least a little broken inside. Time is fleeting. We should be making the most of it living instead of just surviving. 

Warnings:

18+ MDNI, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Feels, Notes of Fluffiness

Notes:

Just a reminder this is a universe where the reader is a singer. This little series is dirty and naughty but also very heavily inspired by music and will feature performances. Whether you can carry a tune or not, just know in this world you hit every note. That being said this fic is HEAVILY inspired by Disease- The Antidote Live by Lady Gaga. I do not own the rights to this song and any lyrics used will be bold. Please go listen to the song as it really does enhance the experience. Happy Reading Heathens.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Banner by @cafekitsune

Eddie and Steve have been working themselves to the bone. Leaving little time for anything else. D&D and the band are on pause due to Eddie's erratic schedule. Date nights are practically non-existent as your boyfriends have become like some type of work vampires. Dead to the world when not on the clock. As if the sun had just risen in the sky.

Now, you like to think that you’re an easy going partner. Low maintenance if you will. Life's a bitch and all that, so all you require is that when you're together they’re present and in the moment with you. 

That's hard to do when they're barely here. 

You feel the ghosts of their presence more than the warmth they used to fill this home with.

Their workload is taking its toll on more than just your love life. You can see the bags formed under their eyes. The hollowness that has crept back in and muddied the chocolate pools of brown that used to sparkle with joy. See, the thing with our demons is, they never quite go away. They sit and wait for the perfect moment to weasel their way back into our veins and wreak havoc on our souls once more.

Eddie's demons have always been loud. Attacking the soft fleshy bits when he's most vulnerable. He thinks you haven't heard the night terrors take control when he is deep in sleep.

Steve has to pop a pill just to be able to slow down his mind enough to sleep. A dangerous game of how many will it take tonight.

You feel helpless. Like you’re watching them slowly be poisoned behind the glass of an exhibit. 

This disease needs to meet its end. If you've learned anything from your time on this little marble floating through space. Music is a powerful tool. A magic all its own.

You are going to need to call on that magic sooner rather than later.

Voice don't fail me now.

“I can’t thank you guys enough for getting the boys each a day and night off. I don’t know how you did it but, I am in your debt.”

“Don’t worry about it, really. Steve was starting to freak me out.” Robin replied.

“And Eddie looked like he was one minor mistake away from a car falling on him. It needed to be done.” Dustin added in.

“Hopefully after today things will get back to normal. Wish me luck.”

“Like you need it.” Robin scoffed. “Go fix those boys and dont get a hold of us until everyone is returned to normal.”

“Catch ya on the flip side.” Dustin calls out before you all hang up.

With a calming breath you head to the kitchen to start your plan while your boyfriends catch up on some much needed sleep.

As you plate the last pancake there is a soft knock on the door. Wiping your hands on your apron you rush over to open it. A smiling Argyle greets you. Arms laden with a keyboard piano and stand.

“I have brought the goods you requested. Be gentle with them.”

“Thank you Argyle. I know the rules. I work at the same store, remember? I’ll bring them back when I return to work in perfect condition. Promise.”

He just gives you that goofy smile of his and places the instrument on the couch for you to set up yourself. Letting himself out as you go to check the bacon cooking in the oven. It has just the right crispiness so you pull them out to cool down. Allowing you to get the keyboard in place in the living room.

Content with the placement you head back to the kitchen and begin setting two plates. Sneaking in bites for yourself along the way. Just as you are finished setting the table your alarm goes off on your phone. Throwing off the apron, you head down the hall to your bedroom.

The boys are still blissfully slumbering. You hate to wake them but you’ve let them sleep in long enough and you are eager to get through what you have planned.

Leaning over, you kiss Eddie’s head first then Steve. They stir but settle back in for more sleep. So then you kiss them on the mouth until they start to rouse and reciprocate.

“Rise and shine boys. I made us breakfast. Tables already set. Let’s get some food in ya and then I have something I want to show you both.”

Eddie’s stomach chooses that moment to start growling.

“No objections here, sweetface.”

“Can we stay in our sweats? I really don't feel like getting dressed today.” Steve yawns out.

“Clothing is as optional as you want.”

They quirk a brow in your direction as you saunter out the room.

“Hurry! Before the food gets cold.”

“What’s with the keyboard in the living room? That part of what you need to show us? You been working on a song without me, sweetcheeks?”

“It is part of that, yes. And how could I work on any music with you when you’ve barely been here and when you are, you're half dead?”

“Fair. Fair.” Eddie nods.

“Why don’t we put our dishes up and I can show what I’ve been working on okay?”

“Sounds good to me.” Steve agrees.

Once everything is put away and the boys are seated on the sofa. You take your place at the keyboard and turn to them.

“Now. This is still rough. I haven't perfected the music yet but the lyrics are what’s most important. So please just sit back and listen. Any questions or comments save for the end okay?”

They look at each other and then nod their agreement.

With a steadying breath you close your eyes and begin.

There are no more tears to cry I heard you beggin' for life Runnin' out of medicine You're worse than you've ever been   Screamin' for me, baby (Ah-ah) like you're gonna die (Ah-ah) poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight (Ah-ah) screamin' for me, baby (Ah-ah) like you're gonna die (Ah-ah) poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight   I could play the doctor, I can cure your disease If you were a sinner, I could make you believe Lay you down like one, two, three Eyes roll back in ecstasy I can smell your sickness, I can cure ya (cure) Cure your disease   You're so tortured when you sleep Plagued with all your memories You reach out, and no one's there Like a god without a prayer   Screamin' for me, baby…  

You continue to let the emotion flow from my vocal chords as you lay yourself bare before them. Offering them a respite for their inner torment while you expose your own. You’re unaware of the tears leaking from your eyes until they choke you up as you sing your final notes.

Placing your hands in your lap, you turn towards your boyfriends. Unable to cast your tear stained eyes upon them just yet.

Like a broken spell, the fog weighing them down lifts. Finally able to see the evidence of your combined pain before them. Begging them to let you cure their afflictions.

Eddie reaches you first. Falling down on his knees. Tears in his eyes as he lifts your chin and presses his forehead to yours.

“Oh baby girl. I'm so sorry I let myself get lost again.”

“It's not your fault.”

“Maybe so, but it's still not fair to you.”

Steve moves to join him on his knees. Pulling your hand out of your lap and lacing his fingers with yours.

“I'm sorry too. I was just trying to get through to the other side where I could have my life and time back.”

“Just like I told Eddie. It's not your fault.”

“Don't make light of the situation to spare our feelings. We neglected you.” Steve corrects.

“Now let us make it up to you.” Eddie wipes a tear from your cheek. “We can be each other's antidote tonight.”

A small smile emerges at the glimpse of your Eddie finally breaking through.

“What was that one line? Lay you down like 1,2,3. Eyes roll back in ecstasy.” Steve adds.

“That sounds like the perfect place to start.”

It’s like some kind of switch has been flipped by your little musical intervention. Your once sullen and worn out men have seemingly vanished. Allowing for their more lively and sinful sides to resurface.

You don't quite remember how you ended up sprawled across the tossed covers of your shared bed, but right now you couldn’t care less. Not while their hands roam across your skin. Eddie's dexterous fingers tracing delicate patterns along your thighs that ignite a symphony of sensations from his well earned calluses. 

Steve’s thick fingers dance across your collarbone and down your decolletage, before teasing circles around your areolas. Making your nipples tighten and stand at attention as they go ignored. 

Every tender caress is a silent promise. Each specifically placed love bite, a mark of passion and desire. 

It’s a slow dance of intimacy, you have yet to feel from them together before. 

Has Eddie spent an entire morning worshiping your pussy? Yes. Devouring you whole, and draining every sweet drop he could from your honey pot until he had his fill. All without asking for anything in return. There was no need as the act alone of you coming undo from his talented tongue had him making a mess all his own hands free.

Steve enjoyed spoiling you in places you’d least expect it. Where the risk for exposure was high. His fingers buried deep in your cunt while you tried to have a conversation or order food. Making sure you soak his fingers before he finally removes them and finds a reason to lick them clean. Taking every chance he has to run them under his nose to get a fresh hit of your essence. Until he gets you underneath him where he could gaze into your eyes as he loses himself inside of you.

To be at the center of such love and devotion is slightly overwhelming. In the best of ways. 

You are surrounded by their warmth. Right leg hitched over Eddie’s thigh for comfort as they take you at the same time. Eddie filling your pussy while Steve buries himself in your ass. The air is filled with quiet moans and soft pants. Echoing the rhythm of your hearts beating in staccato. 

Time seems to dissolve around you. The late morning leaking into the afternoon consumed by the essence of your reconnection. A moment that feels almost magical. 

Your reunion deepens. An exquisite harmony of trust and exploration as you renavigate the boundaries of pleasure together. Creating something new where intimacy reigns and every touch tells a story. 

A sacred space that binds your souls together in a tapestry of desire and devotion.

You can feel yourself drawing closer to a powerful climax. One heat will pull you apart and reform you anew. You want to take your men along the ride with you. With a graze of your hand along Eddie’s jaw, you pull him in for a kiss. Dancing your tongue along his until your lungs ache for breath. Only to turn your head and pull Steve down to do the same.

As much as this seems to be all about you, you feel the need to remind them that they need each other too. So you bring Eddie’s head up to Steve’s and watch with rapt attention as they share a much needed kiss.

You can’t help but squirm at the display. Practically fucking yourself on the cocks still buried within you.

That gets their attention. Breaking the kiss they turn to you with devilish smiles. Eddie grips tightly to your thigh. As Steve slides his arm between your breasts and rests his hand around your throat.

With a glance to each other they begin to pick up their pace. Working your already primed muscles into overdrive. It’s not long before you’re coming apart around them. Voice unrecognizable as your overcome with pleasure.

Their rhythm becomes erratic. Groans of pleasure surround you as you feel the first splashes of warmth filling your insides. Setting you off once more as you milk them for all they are worth.

A slight sheen of sweat covers the three of you as you lie in the rumpled mess you made of your bed. Content smiles and labored breaths shared between you until Eddie opens his big mouth.

“You sure you're not some kind of Siren, baby girl? That alluring voice has the power to bring a man to his knees, determined to right his wrongs.”

[trashlama]

Heeeeeyyyyy.... guess who's ADHD can't let them write for shit?~ This bitch✨~

I suuuuuucck guys I know! I did a poll and everything just so I would have to write some of these! I just couldn't help but get side tracked.... My brain is in the LMK and Spiderverse fandoms!!! Though I will say I basically got this Rise Donnie x Big Mama Assistant req almost done. Almost I say. We'll see if I post it in the next two days and not something else random instead.... I suck lol

Anyways— here's my 3am thoughts from the other night that I'm finish up tonight ironically at 3am again. Soooo bare with me these are basically a bunch of summaries/plots/not fully flushed out possible one shot ideas I might do. Probably could've re-read it a couple more times buuuuttt it's about to be 4 now so....

I hope you guys enjoy!

Sorry this is long↓ I don't own these memes. I've never claimed to do so. I just come across them on Pinterest when I'm on break at work and think they're funny so I like to share them. If I mistakenly put one on here that I shouldn't have please let me know! I like to respect people's wishes. And if you could add the creator names too that would be great so the same mistake isn't made twice. Sorry for the inconvenience that my sharing may cause. I hope you have a good day.

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Sooooo I was going through the Across the Spiderverse tag(specifically Miguel O'Hara) because you know he's hot. Priorities— Anyways— I kinda had an idea. Brahhzz what if I just took the whole Miguel kidnapping his dead wife/lover's alternate dimensional copy deal that everyone has been throwing around and introduced a new take on this tale?

We all know that the Spiderverse is very open to a wide selection of possibilities and versions of Spiderman and we're all aware that the same thing applies to other characters as well. Soooo who said that Y/n has to be a civilian/or a version of Spiderman for this idea to work?

My fellow peeps I introduce to you Earth 2099 Miguel O'Hara x  Villain/Alchemax worker/Morally Grey scientist Reader!

I can kinda see this playing out in a few ways.

1.)Villain reader investigating the strange phenomenon that occurred a couple months before hacking the multi verse and stirring up trouble. Miguel intervenes and takes what he wants.

For the last year since the bizarre phenomenon in downtown Brooklyn you've been stirring up more trouble than you typical due to collecting the materials needed for your "experiments" to figure out what that phenomenon really was and what the hell was Alchemax —your ex-employers— were up to with your research. With some finessing of the illegal kind you figure out what the corporation was up to. Before being fired you had discovered the existence of the multiverse however before you could investigate any further you were let go. Now that you have your research back you're able to Doc Octo this shit and break into the multiverse. If you could pull this off nothing was stopping ya' from fulfilling yer goal and maybe scoring some fame while you were at it. After some convoluted ass science mumbojumbo. You manage to Doc Octo this shit and break into the dimensional web that held the spider verse. Inside the alternate universe you immediately start messing up shit straight off the back as soon as you fly through the colorful portal. Miguel is quick to pick up on this anomaly and sends some Spiders out to handle the issue. Long story short— they fail. Forcing Miguel's hand to go and correct the anomaly himself. Only to find that it was you. Her. His dead wife/or dead lover. The only problem is that you're obviously not a good guy. Miguel being Miguel will try to rationalize it to himself as he demolishes your equipment/suit that you're not his Y/n, you're a villain, he can't keep you without risking a whole universe just for his selfish desires. However as he stood over your defeated helpless form. He decided. If one anomaly can exist and not destroy existence why can't another? There were ways around this. There had to be. Holding you in his grasp again the hero wasn't sure if he could let you go once again....

2.) You're an inventor/scientist that works at Alchemax/or your another rogue scientist . Either way you're looking to get into the Spider verse. Since the phenomenon from a couple months ago you've been intrigued by the strange occurrence. The news labeled it a "strange weather occurrence" however you knew that wasn't the case. If you're working at Alchemax you've known about the phenomenon since the beginning. If you're an inventor/scientist (with some grey morals) you found out after some research and trespassing. Either way your tinkering pays off thanks to the help of some stolen tech from Alchemax and an interesting glitch from the hacked tech. You eventually have yourself a fully operational universe hopping watch. And where do you end up? Right in the middle of Earth 2099. Miguel is immediately alerted of your presence. An obvious stranger to this Jetson world you find yourself quickly apprehended by a small group of spiders/or Miguel. Either way the red & blue leotard nosferatu as soon as he catches sight of you the dude is all over you. Miguel may be a man who would like to believe he is in control of himself and his rash decisions buuuuttt that's gonna be a nah. Never had the Spiderman ever expected to speak to an alternate version of his dead wife. Especially in person. Every time he's stolen a glance it was from a distance or behind one of his various monitors. He couldn't risk ruining another verse. However somehow regardless of his attempts to keep his desires at bay you've still managed to break past that last thing that was keeping you from him. Now that you're here the thirty year old wasn't sure if he could let you leave him again...

3.) What if instead of breaking into the multi verse. Alchemax employee/Morally Grey scientist Reader! is lured into the multiverse? In your home verse the Miguel who you had married was dead. Struggling with piling debt and depression you choose to bury your problems under research into the weird phenomenon that occurred in downtown Brooklyn a few months before. During this time of trial and error you figure out how to access the multiverse thanks to some misplaced Alchemax files and risky choices. The documents aid in building the device that would aid in your plan to find your ex-husband's alternate universe copy. All the while you were walking right into Miguel's clutches. Cause like you Miguel was having an equally hard time getting over his family's death. Although they are gone the widowed father couldn't help but, search for his loved ones amongst the various worlds that rest at his finger tips. He needed them. He needed you....and you needed him. Although you guys weren't from the same earth you both can replace the pain that was birthed from this tragedy and regain something more. Just be a family.... Hopefully you want to play his game because Miguel couldn't watch from the sidelines any longer.

Alrighty guys that's all for now! Sorry if they're a little all over the place. Regardless I hope you guys liked them and I hope you guys have a good week!

[disneyanddisneyships]

Get Down

Warnings: Alastor being OOC. This is in no way supposed to be in Canon universe yall. This is purely for fun. I know Alastor is Ace.

Pairings: Alastor x aponi

Summary: Alastor confronts aponi after what he saw the night before. Aponi proves she doesn't need him anymore. (Part 3 of "me too")

Taglist: @gyubby99

After the events of the night prior Aponi found herself more closed off to Alastor than usual.

Which Alastor noticed, of course.

All day he had been trying to get her alone to talk. After witnessing her breakdown last night and realizing why she broke up with him, he felt as if he needed to confirm.

He hated the feelings in his stomach. He hated that somehow she was the only one to bring these feelings onto him. And he hated that at times, he didn't mind it.

"Lilly," Alastor stated as he appeared in front of her, his smile ever present.

Aponi rolled her eyes. "What do you need?" She asked as she helped to position a dancer.

"I was wondering if we could speak... alone," Alastor all but muttered.

Aponi scoffed. "Why, you wanna yell at me in private?"

"Why must you be so stubborn?!" Alastor asked a but louder thus time.

"HAH. you're one to talk," Aponi replied as she walked away to get her water bottle.

"Look at me," Alastor commanded.

Aponi rolled her eyes, ignoring him.

"You would be nothing without me! Admit it!" He shouted, his smile straining.

"Admit what?!" Aponi asked, finally turning around.

"That you miss me!" Alastor stated sith a cocktail smile as if it was the most obvious thing in the room.

At this point everyone in the room was staring.

"HAH! HAHAHAHAH!" Aponi laughed. "You wanna see how much I miss you?" She asked.

Alastor stayed silent.

"Music," Aponi stated as her dancers moved to put on music Aponi had picked out to teach them today.

Sittin' here all alone On a throne

Aponi sang as she sat on a chair that her dancers brought out for her.

In a palace that I happen to own

She sang, gesturing to the whole room and in return, the whole building.

Bring me some pheasant Keep it on the bone

She sang with a glare.

Fill my goblet up to the brim Sippin' on mead and I spill it on my dress With the gold lace trim Not very prim and proper Can't make me stop

As she sang, her dancers brought her a wine glass, filling it with wine before she took a quick sip of the drink.

I wanna go hunting, any takers? I'm not fake 'cause I've got acres and acres Paid for with my own riches

She sang as she pulled out some coins from her purse, letting them clatter to the floor.

Where my hounds at? Release the bitches (Woof)

Her dancers surrounded her, singing along before aponi stood up and began walking toward Alastor.

Everyday Head back for a round of croquet, yeah 'Cause I'm a player And tomorrow, I'll hit replay

She stated with a smirk before walking around the room as the music picked up.

You, you said that I tricked ya 'Cause I, I didn't look like my profile picture Too, too bad I don't agree So I'm gonna hang it up for everyone to see And you can't stop me 'cause

As she walked, her dancers followed, dancing in perfect harmony as if they had practiced this. (They did)

Aponi made her way back to the middle of the room, sitting back down in her chair as her antennae sprouted from her head and her wings grew from her back.

I'm the queen of the castle Get down, you dirty rascal

She sang as the lights turned off, the spotlights highlighting her features as her dancers moved her around the room in her chair.

Get down Get down Get down you dirty rascal Get down Get down 'Cause I'm the queen of the castle

As the music went on Alastor rolled his eyes before his grip on his microphone got tighter at the sound of Charlie behind him.

"Shes really cool," Charlie stated as she watched the performance.

Hey When I get bored I go to court

Aponi stated with a wink before moving to dance again.

Pull up outside in my carriage

She sang as she and her dancers pranced around in perfect rhythm.

Don't got no marriage

She held up her hand, absent of the ring alastor had gifted her.

So I have a little flirt with the footman As he takes my fur (huh!)

She stated as she threw off her sweater.

Her dancers gasped as she stood like that for a few beats, a smile on her face as she looked to alastor.

As you were

She winked again.

Making my way to the dance floor

She sang more as she walked into the middle of the room, striking a pose.

Some boys make an advance I ignore them As my jam comes on the lute

Her movements paused as the sound of a lute played.

Lookin' cute Das ist gut

She giggled as she started dancing.

All eyes on me

Her dancers kneeled down, looking at her as she sang.

(No criticism) I look more rad than Lutheranism

She moved her hands to pose as if she was praying.

Dance so hard that I'm causin' a sensation

She stated as she danced to the beat.

Okay ladies, let's get in reformation

She sang with a smirk as her dancers lined up next to her.

You, you said that I tricked ya 'Cause I, I didn't look like my profile picture Too, too bad I don't agree So I'm gonna hang it up for everyone to see And you can't stop me 'cause

As she sang she began dancing even more.

Alastor's smile strained in a small amount of heartbreak. He hated these feelings.

I'm the queen of the castle Get down, you dirty rascal Get down (yeah, hey) Get down you dirty rascal Get down Get down 'Cause I'm the queen of the castle

As the music went on, aponi continued to dance, the look on her face free as she smiled through the lyrics and music.

Hey, best friend, here's the thing

She stated as she saddled up next to angel before turning to Charlie.

Now, I ain't saying I'm a gold digger But check my prenup, ahh! And go figure

Aponi giggled as she sang.

Got gold chains Symbolic of my faith to the higher power In the (fast lane)

Aponi gestured to her outfit, a gold accentuated top with gold jewelry she wore for the performance today.

My horses can trot up to twelve miles an hour Let me explain I'm a Wienerschnitzel, not an English flower

She and her dancers moved to the beat, smiles on all of their faces as they had fun.

No one tells me I need a rich man Doin' my thing in my palace in Richmond

She yelled in alastors face, rage on her features.

You (hey), you said that I tricked ya (tricked ya) 'Cause I, I didn't look like my profile picture Too, too bad I don't agree (no) So I'm gonna hang it up (hang it up, hang it up) for everyone to see (Henry!) And you can't (no) stop (uh uh), you can't stop me, 'cause

Her dancers began to sing as well as she danced, performing flips and twirls that were too advanced for some people.

'Cause I'm the queen of the castle

As the lights went down for effect, aponi smirked at alastor.

Get down, you dirty rascal Get down (ah, you get up, get up) Get down (okay, okay, that was cute, that's enough) Get down, this is my song, honey (ge-ge-uh-ge-ge-uh-ge-ge get) Get down

As the song went, aponi encouraged others to join the song.

After a while everyone in the room was dancing except for alastor.

"Cause I'm the queen of the castle," aponi stated, crossing her arms only a few inches away from Alastor.

All the dancers in the room applauded and supported one another as aponi and alastor continued to glare.

"Lilly, I-"

"It's Aponi, to you, radio demon," Aponi stated before walking away. "Alright Charlie let's see if you and your friends have been practicing!" Aponi stated with a smile as she walked away from alastor.

[jeweledstone]

More vaguely Pizza Tower related bullshit with everyone’s favorite yandere twink cunt bitch god I hate him

DATE: 10/31/2023 - 11/1/2023

Oh boy, it’s that time again folks! Time for some unhinged self-insert fan fiction-esque nonsense that’d make a wattpad user shudder in fear.

So basically, more shenanigans with Pizzahead/Totino from the hit indie game Pizza Tower and his attempts to kidnap me and turn me into Peppino cause the REAL Peppino doesn’t love him back or some shit like that. For the hopelessly confused, here’s a link to the previous dream post I made regarding this particular plot point. For everyone else, click the read more for the rest of this recounting :)

So, despite my hoping he’d just give up and start stalking someone else, ya boi is still being haunted in his dreams by the cartoon pizza man. RECENTLY he’s even gone as far as BREAKING INTO MY ACTUAL HOUSE to try and abduct me (in-dream of course, not in real life lmao)

One of his more recent appearances happened in a dream I had on Halloween night that was honestly, kinda Halloween themed outta sheer coincidence.

In it, me and my family were camping (a common theme/trope in my dreams for some reason) at this national park of sorts that was famous due to this massive cave it had in it that was EXTREMELY haunted. Like, it was very common for visitors to encounter at least one ghost (or phantom as they were called in-universe) while exploring said cave. My family was stopping to visit said cave before going home when The Bastard™ showed up. I remember he had on this sorta human disguise so my parents wouldn’t recognize him (cause again, mf tried to break into my house in previous dream). He somehow convinced them to let me go in the cave alone with him, claiming we were friends or some other bullshit, and that’s when the shit show truly began.

Now, first thing you need to know about this cave, is how massive it is. At its deepest, the cave went down to about 5000 meters (16404.2 feet for my fellow Americans) below the earth. Naturally, park guests weren’t allowed to go that deep in, you could only go about 10 meters (100 if you’re over 18) before there was some kinda blockade keeping you from going further. Aside from the obvious safety protocol stuff, another reason was because the deeper you went into the cave, the more ghosts you’d encounter, and the more aggressive said ghosts would be.

Either the ghosts or the cave itself also had these strange, reality-bending properties to it that would affect guests who stayed in the cave for a prolonged period of time. One way they liked to fuck with people was by transforming them in ways that often depended on said person’s most prominent personality trait (often causing said trait to be exaggerated as the person’s mental state changed along with thier body). Said changes were reversed once the person affected left the cave.

And…

Guess what happened to my anxiety filled ass when they got a hold of me!

Yep, back at it again with THIS BULLSHIT. Idk if this happened because of PH was there or what, but yeah. Now here I am, once again tf’d into Peppino against my will, trapped in a cave with someone who’s been obsessively stalking me for months now, and one wrong move away from a full blown panic attack. Said panic ended up happening when, at a really deep point in the cave, me and PH were cornered by some really large and threatening ghosts who were definitely planning on not letting us out of that cave alive.

I kinda-sorta blacked out around this part, but from what I could figure out, it was about then that Pep kinda… “took over” and beat the shit outta the ghosts (apparently killing a few some-fucking-how) before making a break outta the cave. I remember “waking up” outside the cave, having already changed back to normal.

After that…incident… life mostly went back to normal after my family went back home, save for some supernatural entities (which were commonplace in this verse) becoming afraid of me due to the whole killing an unkillable entity thing that happened in the cave.

So that’s basically it. I haven’t really seen much of PH since then, but I know he made it outta the cave and is still out there (unfortunately). So, yeah, that’s all folks. See ya.

[icommitedcrimesasatoaster]

My Top 5 favorite ships of all time 😎 (with bonuses)

hello. the demons in my head said to do it and i will do it now. (read it in the number 15 foot lettuce guy voice) also , they are not in a particular order , just they are on the same level (also this is an indication of what ill be prob posting on my page )

Number 5. LeviHan (Hange x Levi , from AOT)

what can i say , i sometimes do enjoy 50% straight romance. its not fully 100% because hange is a demigirl , you cannot disagree , it is in all religion texts.

Anyway , i just love the absolute idiot x emo fuck dynamic. warms my heart and size difference , what cant ya love?

Number 4. Beiguang/Eimiko (Ningguang x Beidou / Yae Miko x Ei , from genshin impact)

Ah the classic lesbian ships , my beloved. I couldn't decide which to put so i put them on the same spot! look at my monkey brain go.

Eimiko is a classic for a good damn reason. They gay as fuck for each other , and i just love the "takes no shit" lesbian and the "i DONT give a flying fuck " lesbian you just love it

Same with Beiguang. They are a classic for a reason. Them being gay ass fuck can also explain but the free gf and takes no shit gf my beloved.

Number 3. Zukka ( Zuko x Sokka , from ATLA)

You know , as i said previously i love emo fucks and goofy bitches being together. And additional points from finding the ship in memes. Its just... SOO GOOD. mhm.

Also both missing mums less gooo

Number 2. Bowuigi ( Bowser x Luigi , from... Mario universe idk)

If you follow me or what bullshit i post , you know i AM OBSSESED with these FUCKERS. THEY BROKE INTO MY HOUSE , STOLE MY HEART , GOT ME TO BED AND KISSED ME ON MY FOREHEAD.

they have me floating in the air , magic on my titties , and you know. I am not complaining. like someone else 😼😳 (also like... size diffrence.) also monster fucking less go.

Number 1. Xiaitto , AraXiao? idk anymore (Xiao x Itto , from Genshin impact)

I got you bowuigi shippers here in my grasp , and you cannot escape me from talking about my fav genshin ship.

... words cannot describe how I AM IN FUCKING LOVE WITH THIS SHIP. But i cant usually express that because , theres no fucking xiao x itto posts. Anywhere. Even on twitter or pintrest. I am truly disappointing in humanity because of it.

Now first of all , one of or my favourite dynamic is goofy hoe x emo bitch. and as you can see , they are the infact definition of the himbo x emo trope.

second of all , JESUS THE SIZE DIFFRENCE IS KILLING ME. YOU MEAN THAT PEOPLE DONT SHIP THE TALLEST AND (maybe) SHORTEST MALE CHARACTERS? WTHHHH

third, the actual interactions in game make me wanto cry and scream and want them to live happily ever after in the mountain house or something (2.7 really is amazing guys)

and fourth , the aus this parring can be is truly amazing. I can put them in a royal au , with babysitting au and it works perfectly. (im thinking of writting a fanfic based on that , because into you is good omggg)

Honorable mentions

Any oc x oc parring i have. People wont get you my loves but i love you none the less . (need to get on writting a work on them)

some mha ships , including kiribaku , todomomo , jiromomo , and todojiro (idk emo x deppressed kinda slay)

thomato and chili , couldnt fit you guys but you guys are a high 6th place :(

anddd yeah thats the end of my rambling. thank you for reading it , and if any of the ships intrest you (mainly itto x xiao) please talk to me , i need someone to talk about them with me.

adios

[violetfoxviolarose]

N.E.R.D.S. Incorrect Quotes pt. 4

Back on my shit once again lmao. I really need to write some prompts for these guys.

Anyway, whatever. Enjoy my friends!

Ruby: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch. Jackson: What changed your mind? Ruby: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you. ~~~~~ Heathcliff, to the Squad: I’d die for you. Matilda: Then perish. Julio: You will. Ruby: Please don’t. Duncan: Cool. Jackson: I’d die for you first. ~~~~~ Julio: We need to distract these guys. Jackson: Leave it to me. Jackson: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss. Duncan & Heathcliff: *immediately begin arguing* ~~~~~ Julio: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie. ~~~~~ Jackson: We’re having a moment, aren’t we? Heathcliff: If by 'a moment' you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, then I guess we are. ~~~~~ Heathcliff: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming? Julio: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"? Matilda: Ya know… it might be. ~~~~~ Ruby: So I was just having a conversation with Julio about Star Wars; particularly, about the choice of architecture. The amount of people who die from falling down bottomless pits is TOO DAMN HIGH! Like, who designs architecture like this? Catwalks with no guard rails whatsoever, just zigging and zagging through enormous voids. Giant holes to nowhere! Julio: It's by design. It's a cleaner look, for a more elegant time. Ruby: Like… who the fuck put this hole here???? And why???? Julio: Exhaust? Ruby: Darth Maul falls down a hole, Palpatine falls down a hole, Solo falls down a hole, everyone falls down a hole! Star Wars universe needs OSHA. Julio: Luke falls down a hole, Boba Fett falls down a hole… Ruby: Yes, yes, I forgot about those! R2-D2 falls down a hole in the Millenium Falcon after he fixes the hyperdrive. Julio: We're onto something here! Ruby: Obi-Wan almost falls down a hole. Julio: C-3PO falls off the barge into the sand. Pretty close to falling down a hole. Ruby: His lightsaber does though. *Julio thinks hard about what other Star Wars Characters fall down holes* Julio: What if the hole is symbolic? The hole represents the dark side. Ruby: Nah, doesn't work. Luke chooses to fall down the hole instead of joining Vader/The Dark Side. Julio: Fair point. ~~~~~ Duncan: HEY HEY HEY! DON’T TOUCH THOSE! Matilda, touching a figurine: Why? What’s wrong with touching a doll? Duncan: THAT IS NOT A DOLL! This is a figurine, thank you very much. Julio, from afar: IT’S JUST A STIFF DOLL! Matilda: FIGURINE MY ASS! IT’S JUST A STIFF DOLL— as Julio said! Duncan: I hate all of you. That is a limited edition figurine I got from a conventio— Matilda: *Drops figurine on the ground* Duncan: —n. It was $100; all my money just went down the fucking drain. ~~~~~ Heathcliff: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are. ~~~~~ Jackson: Go big or go home! Duncan: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Jackson: I'm going big! ~~~~~ Ruby: Given the circumstances, I will let you hug me for four to five seconds. Jackson: Forty five seconds?!? Ruby: No! I said four TO five seconds. Jackson, hugging Ruby: Too late ~~~~~ Ruby: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Jackson's birthday invitations. Duncan: Well, what are they supposed to say? Ruby: "Jackson's birthday" Duncan: So what do they say instead? Ruby: "Jackson's bi" Duncan: Duncan: Works either way. ~~~~~

Ruby: I do two things and two things only. I devastate sorry motherfuckers, and get shit done as an awesome leader. ~~~~~ Duncan: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under. ~~~~~ Heathcliff: Do you ever feel bugs on you when really there’s nothing there? Matilda: Those are the ghosts of the bugs you killed before. Heathcliff: Heathcliff: *sob* Jackson: You fucking scared him, you idiot ~~~~~ Julio: You know the sound a fork makes in a garbage disposal? That's the sound my brain makes all the time. ~~~~~ Jackson: If you want my advice- Duncan: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your girlfriend. Multiple times. Jackson: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, she’s also tried to kill me. Heathcliff: It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder. ~~~~~ Jackson, Heathcliff & Ruby: *screaming* Duncan: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Ruby?! Jackson: Wait, why are you asking Ruby that when Heathcliff and I are also here? Duncan: Because Ruby wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance. ~~~~~ *Squad reactions to being told ‘I love you’* Jackson: Thanks fam! Matilda: Oh no. Duncan: *cries* I love you too. Heathcliff: Sounds fake, but okay. Ruby: *A flustered mess* Julio: Can I get a refund? ~~~~~ Julio: *walks to cabinet, removes oreo box, takes half a sleeve, throw empty box out* Hi! Ruby: Hey- what are you doing? Julio, shoving an oreo into his mouth: I am saving space! :D ~~~~~

Jackson: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to? Ruby: Schrödinger's boys. Julio: FUCK! Heathcliff: What about cracking open a cold milkshake? Duncan: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do. Duncan: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison. Jackson: … Ruby: … Julio: … Heathcliff: … Duncan: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town. ~~~~~ Ruby: Stressed. Matilda: Depressed. Julio: Possessed. Jackson: Obsessed. Duncan: Impressed. Heathcliff: Chicken breast. Everyone: ... What? Heathcliff: I just wanted to join in.

[impala-dreamer]

I just feel like annoying you so tell me, what are your favorite things about:

cas

sam

dean

benny

rowena

gabriel

crowley

chuck

ALWAYS ANNOY ME!! (you're not actually annoying me, I love it!)

Sorry this took so long, I was cleaning the kitchen in between answering asks. lol. OK- here goes-

Cas, Castiel, Angel of the Lord… Castiel… My favorite thing about Cas is that he’s this incredibly powerful being shoved into this little package that is utterly confused about the world and humans and it’s so endearing. And he’s a bad-ass-motherfucker. Absolutely do not cross him, he will rip your head off with a flick of his wrist and not even break a sweat - He does not sweat under any circumstances, ya know. And he’s just… pathetic and lonely and needs to be loved and he’s so strong and his eyes are so blue and i just need him to protect me no matter what. He’s always always there when I need him. My Cas <3

Sam is smart and sassy and full of himself and so soft and loving and passionate and needy and my poor baby boy i miss you. He could literally break your neck but he’s so tender and hesitant and… he’s cursed but hopeful and I love him.  

Dean Winchester is the bravest, most selfless, most loving, most caring, fearful, passionate, smart, brilliant, beautiful soul in the entire universe and to not love him would be a crime against all of creation. To not care for him, to soothe his pain, to tell him how much he is loved and cherished would be… well, we all saw how that played out. I love Dean because he is a truly beautiful soul. And, ok, he’s kinda hot. 

Yo- Benny? The VAMPIRE? Benny. Ok. Listen- he’s just cute and that accent and he’s like… Bro- we’re gonna be bros and help each other out of purgatory. Oh wait, this was a mistake, bro- we gonna be bros and imma go save your bro ok? He was just like… a really hot plot device. . . Oh, and he’s a vampire and i always like those. Hehe

Rowena was, is, and always will be THE QUEEN of whatever room, realm, universe she is in and I love her. She’s brilliant and cunning and bitch can wear some eyeliner like lemme tell you- also like who just walks around in sparkling gowns on a tuesday? ROWENA. That’s who. Love her to death and beyond. Always a fave. 

Gabriel is I think pretty close to who I’d be if I was in that universe. Scared to death, hiding from my family, having a shit ton of fun with magic. 

A few years ago, I went to a con that was, at the time, to be Mark Shepard’s final Creation Con, and it had been announced he was leaving the show too. When I went for my op with him, I hugged him and said “We are going to miss you so much. You’’ll always be My King.” And I meant it. I loved Crowley. Crowley was mischief but he cared for the Winchesters, he really did. And I miss that man. 

Chuck, Chuck, Chuck. You little bastard. You adorable psycho. I’m not supposed to love Chuck, but I do. He can just live in my hoodie pocket along with my chapstick and I’ll cuddle him all day and beg him not to destroy planets anymore. Oh, Chuck…

[theuniverseawakens347]

side tracked : so the grow op… you being weird with time Tristan and money.. ASK ME on a date but telling me pay my half - w.e nigga I know you checking my pockets bc I’m too saying I need to make money and I got x y n z business going but you want me a dumb bitch “ start lash or beauty business for quick money” … um NIGGA DO I WEAR THAT DUMBASS SHIT - ugly ass Daisy. NO SO SHUT THE FUCK UP. it’s VERY few times I give you aggressive attitude- I ASKED YOU YOU LIKE ME HOW I AM WHY YOU TRYNA GET ME TO BE LIKE OTHER BITCHES … that’s weird go fuck on who you fucking “ friend” .. ALSO YOU ASK ME ON A DATE AND MAKE ME PAY MY HALF OR FULL MEAL FOR US - EXCEPT that one bagel night I slept at ya spot … also idc about Shanyce ratting to Jamal bc again JAMAL WE NOT TOGETHER AND IM MANNING SHIT AT HOME - I TOLD YOU WE NOT GETTING BACK TOGETHER 6 MONTHS AGO SO WHATS THE ISSUE - U OFFERING TO PAY RENT WE GOING HALF ON - THANK YOU EDD my shit didn’t stop and get funky til 2021 when I kicked Tristan out. DICKWADS .. ALSO OCT NOV AND PART JAN I PAID WHEN YOU MOVED OUT FUCKING OCTOBER 2020 BITCH. … so Tristan I said I’m my video I TOLD YOU I WANA BUILD A FRIENDSHIP N BREAK GENERATIONAL CURSES.. this now everyone out the house… SO WE STARTING OVER BEFORE THE GROW OP .. you telling me you might have to pick up work again but you rather not go back to universal the drive and everything you doing.. so I’m like okay let me make it easier on you MY SPOT RIGHT ACROSS FROM YO STUDIO LOT - you got a long night and early morning you can crash here … sho … you ain’t really take it - whatever weird nigga …. But again you on weirdo time so I’m asking anyone else Tristan cause we at that weird shit ago - no - okay you can go back to being friend boo …. - you WANA do a gro op together … sure you clearly don’t got space in UR SPOT and mine I got a whole room..I paid you $400 for equipment THATS end of Oct early Nov … so it’s like 2/3 weeks since everyone moved out … anyways we gather up everything build it and start the journey you on some “ this op go up you’ll have more of my time” - THATS cute but I bet it’s a fu king lie .. - “ I’ll reimburse you for fat burger thru the plant equipment reimbursement “ - nigga you ain’t even give me money for that talking bout you’ll pay my electric I’ll too .. since um ya know U DA GUEST DOING THE MOST … - Christmas come I give you a gift early .. “ I clearly know you got me in competition w lames it pointless but I’ll win the game” - hers a SENTIMENTAL GIFT how you break it nigga… - ima get you a gift two just cause you got me something nice and I know I’m being an ass but ima do the least to fix it..- cause Tristan why we still talking bout the same dumbass shit … where’s the forward movement - 2 steps forward 4/5 steps back .., - U NOT TALKING TO ME BUT LEAVING SIGNS some weird shit going on… anyways asked you to Christmas light view w me .. said you going w homie coworkers..that’s wird that’s a bitch thing.. liar ima step back friend. - don’t touch me when you come over ima be picky n choosy then too ho.

[cashaywallace]

Oh I hurt jessika feelings yesterday bc I exposed her

“She talked about my body”

Bitch no I didn’t

Again YOU MAD CAUSE I DONT FIT UR EXPECTATION OF GOD that’s one.

I’m not coddling your short comings - why you move out mamared- SHE WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU FROM BECOMING A HO. - HI CAM GRL BF.

And if you not sexting on camera you giving pretty girls a naturally mean AND “I’m better than you just cause light skin” aesthetic - red not racist she prolly said some weird shit cause you being weird about yo heritage mixing - finding yourself on a 1/2 scale of black and white- I fucking get it but YOU ZEALOUS AND DONT GOT REASON TO BE- ya looks is average why you use all that make up - UR ACTUALLY VERY FUCKING PRETTY BUT YOUR ATTITUDE IS A REFLECTION OF HOW MUCH POINTLESS MAKE UP YOU BE USING ON A DAILY. - mama red not crazy bitch Yal from the south HAY BLACK N WHITES GET ALONG - what is you doing jessika.. - dating a white boy who wana be black - Yal perfect for each other - YA BOTH MISSED THE MESSAGE GIVEN TO YOU IN YO UPBRINGING AND IT SHOW IN YA DAMN CARS - “we trying to sow both worlds go together” BUT YOU DOING A YOUTUBE ROSE OF KINGSNQWEENS BLACK GIRLS W WHITE BOYS ARE BETTER // BETTER TAKEN CARE OF - NO YOURE PREJUDICE TURNED RACIST - congrats that’s sad. Why YOU GOT KICKED OUT THE HOUSE AND STEALING OFF RED NOW. W/O BF KNOWLEDGE. - UR A SCAMMER DUMBASS. … THE REST OF GIRLS WHO LOOK LIKE YOU YOU IN COMPETITION TO BE BETTER THAN VS FINIDING INSPIRATION TO LOVE YOURSELF - why you got goldenkurls leg tattoos and India love hand but Marie nails 🙂🖕 - UR RUDE N LOST N NASTY INSIDE N CALL IT CUTE - JASMEAN ( why is that yo fucking name - bc I got long hair than most black girls 😒 - why corri leave you ( besides me liking his photos when YOU was stalking me 💋 HI DADDY - SINCE YOU PETTY DUMBASSES )

You trying to become em / ME - BLASPHEMY KARMA. - where’s UR BRAINS / individually … what man told you he need you slutty clothing and long nails n toes done 24/7 w ya hair did - INSTAGRAM FAKE WORLD COATING YO BANK ACCOUNT. - ROBBING THE WHITE HOUSE. - YA DONT CHECK THE CAR FAX

“Well why she get to post her body photos”

BC THERES CLEARLY CONFIDENCE N SELF LOVE IN MINE. IM IN COMPETITION WITH MYSELF THE GIRL IN THE MIRROR TO BE MY BEST FUCKING SELF W SELF LOVE IN TACT ALWAYS.

Went from scrawny little kid ( yes we got caught up on is my ass this or that enough) THEN I BUILT MY BODY I WORKED FOR IT HARD N SHOWED THE PROGRESSION ALWAYS.

You bitches say you in the gym - LIFTING 5 lbs or over doing shit with dumb form saying that’s how you got ur OH SO OBVIOUS ENHANCER ASSES. - WHY YA QUADS XARRYING YA ASS BUT UR MEAT OF THE LEG DONT EXIST - WHERES the real support - not ur core either.

T.hooww you got WASH FLAT ABS … WHERES UR SURROUNDING MUSCLES - you use enhancers not weights to get it

Then you in competition w women who don’t even fit in the lane you trying to take over 🤯

When a nigga and a female really on they shit and sit back and obverse that it really shows Yal lacking brains so you OVER HIGHLIGHT qualities you deem gon be long lasting to a man // woman - why ya relationships ALWAYS FAILING. - WHO WALKS AWAY FIRST , ME.

- a bitch been at the lib for 10 months and ain’t cracked a single book open here or Ventura county

- what was that day Obama I wrote the dna malfunction in medical research and the hydrogen bomb in space you put in my fucking head to make me SPECIAL NEEDS AND SEEM LIKE A CRACK HEAD - FOR THE BOOK WORM BITCHES BUT STOP DOING THE MOST 24/7 SHOWING OF YA BODY IN A WAY THAT DONT BALANCE YOU.

- YAL WANT ME A LACKING HO CLEARLY , IVE TACKLED EVERYTHING IN THE UNIVERSE AND SMSHED IT SO NOW IM BORED MAKING FUN OF WHY YO HISTORY STUCK ON COWS BRAIN REPEAT

- if you see me post a body photo now it’s MANY REASONS BEHIND IT 1. I’m bored and reminiscing 2. I’m bored yo hos is tired and played out 3. I’m bored KAMALA TAKING HER SWEET DAMN FUCKING TIME. 4. IM BORED TRISTAN A SLOW OVER PLANNED LOSER 5. IM BORED LEE N HOWARD IS SLAVE OWNERS HOW MUCH DEEPER WE NEED TO GO 6. IM BORED PAULA A LOSER N TRYNA HOLD ON 7. TAYLOR SR DONE. 8. IM BORED WTF IS YOU NIGGAS SCARED FOR 9. IM BORED YOU WANT ME FRIENDS W A HOMELESS MAN TO RAPE ME 🫤 BITCH THATS NOT MY BABY DADDY TF MENTAL ILLNESS YOU GOT. 10. IM BORED SO IM SHOWING WHO IN A “aspiring limelight” NEED A DAMN PSYCHIATRIST 11. IM BORED SHOWING REAL MEN A REAL EQUAL WOMAN ON THEY ARM 12. IM BORED SHOWING WOMEN HOW TO BALANCE THEY BEAUTY AND BRAINS 13. IM BORED SHOWING GOD DONT LIKE UGLY N ITS NOT ALL THE GAYS* 14. IM BORED AND SHOWING HOW TO BE COPESTETIC IN ALL ENVIRONMENTS WITH WHAT YOU DEEM DONT GO TOGETHER BUT FIT TOGETHER WHEN YOU GET OUT YA BOX 15. IM BORED SHOWING HOW AMERICA IS A ADDICT STATE ADDICT TO PAIN N MISERY AND CODEPENDENT ON SAYING SOMEONE ELSE THE FUCKING BAD GUY

- YOU HO•es NEED WONDER WOMAN BUT YOU CHICKEN

- the aliens is bored waiting to eat and you standing next to em 😹😹😹😹😹🤯🤯🤯🤯

[ggblasts]

Diagnosing Elise

Spotted: Elise van der Woodsen was seen wearing a wig and sporting a casual outfit while walking to the hospital. Not so van der Woodsen of her. She really thought she could trick me and keep her secret with a lousy disguise.

Have you forgotten that you're a van der Woodsen and an influencer? Of course, someone will recognize your face.

The one who sent the tip in turned out to be a nurse at the hospital she was going to and I guess they weren't a fan of the van der Woodsens!

So let's get the facts straight. Why the hell is our mini Serena going to the hospital? You're in for a treat because I know everything about it.

Elise went to get a check up. What kind of check up? A pre-natal check up! She's pregnant! What a turn of events! She sent that fake tip about Waverly being pregnant and now that is exactly what's happening to her but it's real this time!

Who could be the father of her child, you may ask? It's none other than her boyfriend she left in LA. Like really who else would it be? Max? I don't think so.

Congratulations to our new teenage mom! The nurse sent a picture of additional info about Elise and her check up and I'm putting it here.

You can't keep a secret from me, Elise. You should know that by now.

XOXO, Gossip Girl

@elisevdw @maximusxwolfe

NewYork-Presbyterian The University Hospital of Columbia and Cornell AUTHORIZATION TO DISCLOSE PROTECTED HEALTH INFORMATION MEDICAL RECORDS

Doctor Diagnosis Form Name: Elise van der Woodsen Title: Miss. Age: 18 Date of Birth: October 20, 2005

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Diagnosis:

Hello, GG. Got ya! Just as I thought, you would take the bait! So how does it feel to actually get tricked? Credits to @charlottexscott for the pic!

I meant what I said and I delivered but I will not be delivering an actual baby any time soon. Did you forget that I used to be the queen of schemes? I still got it but for you exclusively since you need to get your butt kicked sometimes to take you down a few notches.

This is for everyone who got hurt by you and your blasts. Better get your guard up because I'm not done. Now which tips are real and which ones are meant to mess with you?

You scared yet? We both know that there are so many people in this damn city who hate your very existence and who knows what they'll do after they see this.

Toodles, bitch.

XOXO, Elise a.k.a your archenemy.

[saturngoldenchild]

Protecting stars of astrology:

These are just observations on certain placements, not saying the opposite about others 😵‍💫 okay enjoy.

“Desde el día en que nací, traigo la estrella que llevo. Ya que a nadie se la debo y solo me protege a mi”

- Rosalía, A Palé

Translates to…

“Since the day I was born, I carry the star that I have. I know that I don’t owe it to anyone and it only protects me”

ur karma:

- right off the bat, Saturn ruled people. It’s kind of a double edged sword cause these people’s karma is insane 😭 but girl. The people who fuck with them really end up miserable like. I’ve seen it first hand

It’s already been said that where Saturn is in the chart is where people who fuck with you get their karma. Here’s my advice: under no circumstance fuck with someone with the Saturn in the 5th, 12th, 1st house. You want no happiness? No mental stability? An identity crisis? Didn’t think so. Saturn ruled people usually have people try to harm them and then they disappear off the face of the earth it’s insane. It’s like the universe says let’s get rid of them to the point where like even the Saturn ruled person will forget 😭 like bitch you no longer exist.

- I wish grand trines were spoken about a lot more on here because they are really important. These people are very talented and if they work on their talents they can get very far. But that’s for another post 👀

Grand trines are associated with divine protection but to help you and myself I will give some examples. Chloe Bailey has a Star of David in her chart. Bro. Nobody is touching her as much as people talk online. They stay watching her but they have no access to her. (Regardless of placements known that nobody can touch you don’t play with me🤨). Another example 😵‍💫 bro have y’all seen BTS members charts, 4 out of 7 with grand trines. And their debut chart has a water grand trine. They are literally that Nicki Minaj (another person with a grand trine who’s career has survived lots of scrutiny) quote “you can’t get rid of me bitch, IM NOT GOING NOWHERE”. Really quickly, they also have their Saturn in Pisces or Aquarius…the Internet babes, fanbases. Do it need to say more??

- let’s also talk about Jupiter. this planet is about expansion and luck so u already know:

People with this planet well aspected, meaning no hard aspects in sight……….y’all I’m jealous. You guys are lucky like just beyond. Things will work out for these people and it’s like well how did that happen bro like this story doesn’t add up. It’s just them I guess 🥳 that luck is extended to when mfs try to play them.

- 12th and 8th house placements difficult sometimes but here we go:

12th house people tend to find peace working with their spiritual self. Remember this is all about what is hidden, what we can’t see. These people have their guides protecting them even if they are not aware, they have a strong presence. They have a spiritual team working in their favor, they just have to catch the hints 😵‍💫 eighth house people just their ass beat all the time huh. The lessons they get are tough but they are eventually rewarded when they cut off that friend that’s not really a friend cause they can’t show love without insulting u 24/7 so why u keep them around????? answer…QUICKLY

Made that short to talk about Pisces (Jupiter):

BRO never in my life would I fuck with a Pisces. Look, most of the time these people are divinely connected, no matter their culture, whoever protects them takes their job seriously 😭😭 they be so quiet too while that one person who was talking shit about them is in shambles. Them fishes are built different. I wish I knew more Pisces people. PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT THIS LIKE WHAT IS IT??

[absolutebl]

I have a somewhat specific recommendation request. I'm looking for angst or action or something that isn't a romcom (I love them but I'm full up on sweet and sugary with terrible sound effects). But I'd like to avoid unhappy endings or ambiguous endings. Basically Angst with a Happy Ending?

Oooo, what a challenging question. A bit dark & gritty even? 

This is not something I personally watch for but it IS something I track. Or can figure out. So time to get out the big old spreadsheet. 

So I think you're thinking like Manner of Death? What about Until We Meet Again? Does that qualify? One of the couples doesn’t have an HEA. Imma assume you’ve seen that one. Everyone should have seen it by now or I’m a total failure as a blogger. (That no sound effects rule is a good one, helpful.) On the flip side, what about Light On Me? That’s high angst, but I guess it’s a bit bright and a little romcomy. Humm...

I think I need to divide this into two. I’ll do the high angst one here and the action ones in a different post. Okay? 

This is in order of my personal preference, so highest rated at the top. But remember this isn’t my favorite kind of BL so take my judgements with that codicil in mind. 

BL + GRITTY HIGH ANGST BUT STILL HEA

Japan could easily own this category. With Japanese BL half the time I'm like: were is all this angst coming from or is it just general ennui over the state of the universe? They so emo. But Thailand had a surprising number of offerings and Taiwan just does gritty SO WELL. 

We Best Love (Taiwan) 

Specifically the second season, but I think of this BL as a package deal and would never watch season 1 without season 2. There’s a tiny hint of romcom but not really because its such an aching pining seme meets tsundere uke dynamic (and that’s never gonna be gentle) and it’s higher heat Taiwan at the helm, so it’s bound to have an essential grittiness to it. It’s GREAT. I love this BL. 

A Tale of Thousand Stars (Thailand - YouTube) 

I have to assume most people will have seen this but it’s gotta be at the top of this list. High angst, check, lots of drama, check, little bit of action even, check. Also great cast, killer acting, and a good story. It probably should win this category. But also, most of you will have seen it. If not, what are you doing on tumblr? Go watch it, ya chump. 

Love Sick 1 & 2 (Thailand - Netflix & Youtube)

It's a massive buy in since the HEA comes after what? 50 episodes? 100? It seems to go on forever. But if ya want a gritty high school coming of age soap opera, it's there waiting for you - ready to take over your life for DAYS. 

Given (Japan) 

Japan’s recent classic BL entry adapted from the wildly popular yaoi manga series. An angst filled high school BL about the boy with the magic voice and tragic backstory, and the other boy who is fascinated by both. The singing is... NOT good. But the rest of the music is okay. 

Dark Blue Kiss (Thailand - YouTube) 

Look it ranks for this. It’s a highly dramatic long term relationship between a bad boy and a good boy, full of miscommunication and trying to stay in the closet and all kinds of unnecessary obstacles but it’s TayNew so do we care? No we don’t. And it has a lovely ending. 

HIStory Obsessed (Taiwan - Viki) 

This one starts off with the uke lead being killed in a car accident and then rebooting his life. The first time around he was obsessed with this seme and gave him everything but was betrayed. The secodn time around he’s not gonna let that happen again. But fate’s a bitch because the seme just becomes obsessed with him instead. It’s all push/pull drama, classic yaoi tropes, and trauma avoidance tactics, but it ends happily. 

The En of Love: Love Mechanics (Thailand - YouTube)

Messy cheating disasters and the origin of YinWar. Part of the reason I love these two is they aren't particularly sweet with each other. That said, this is still a Thai uni BL, so there's very much THAT element which might not be what you are looking for.

Life: Love on the Line (Japan - Viki)

This is probably the best installment for this category. It’s a truly great BL and the only reason it’s not one of my favorites is I don’t like high angst and this much tortured self-reflective trauma. It follows high school sweethearts through their early romance, co habitation, and then (basically) divorce and eventual reunion. It is the very definition of hard fought and high angst and if that’s what you want, you’ll love it.

Second Chance (Thailand -  Line TV)

High angst Thai BL pulp with a slightly confusing story and way more drama than is called for but elevated by some solid acting and good kisses. It’s enjoyable. It’s also being put onto YouTube right now. So you might as well watch it. I was just thinking about a rewatch myself.

Follow My Sunshine SAU VẠT NẮNG (Vietnam - YouTube)

Neighbors and best friends edge around becoming more than that complicated by the usual high school issues and seme is a disaster bi. Stay all the way through the credits for that happy ending, okay? Don’t forget. 

Theory of Love (Thailand - YouTube) 

Also ranks, although I will assume you have seen it. It isn’t all that gritty, but it is VERY angsty. In fact this is the angst to beat all angst. If you just wanna watch the gay boy cry, SUFFER, and pine for his straight best friend.. then this is your jam. I’m not wild about this BL, but it fits the brief. 

Irresistible Love: Secret of the Valet & Irresistible Love 2: Uncontrolled Love (China)

You didn't put quality restrictions in place so yeah, this one qualifies. This is an early Chinese BL with the whipping boy trope. Young very rich kid basically decides this other kid belongs to him, convinces his family to adopt said child, and they enter a 20 odd year master/servant dynamic. As they get older it gets sexual, but so much drama happens. They do end up together but it's rough going and very hard fought. All the triggers.

That said this is classic Chinese BL of the kind they just don’t make anymore so almost worth watching for that.

My Gear & Your Gown (Thailand - YouTube)

There’s a point with this BL where I’m not sure i’m judging it fairly because my expectations were so high. Believe it or not this is a GMMTV offering. It’s a messy angsty story of two boys who fall in love and then just go all over odd about it, the pacing is way off but the angst is way high and it does end happily. 

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Obscure ones in case you’ve seen all the ones I suggested: 

Does the Flower Bloom? (Japan) -Super atmospheric and a little slow about a talented artist and recent orphan in deep depression who falls unexpectedly in love with a much older man. It’s been a while sicne i watched this one but I am 90% certain it ends happily. 

Junjou: Pure Heart (Japan - YouTube) - High school crushes (or something) reunite unexpectedly because of work. Start an affaire.

Innocent (Taiwan - Gaga) - This one tackles mental health and a long term relationship, high heat.

Light (Taiwan - Gaga) - Every trigger you could possibly want but also very high heat and well acted. It’s about an undercover cop and a rent boy plus it’s Taiwan, so the very definition of gritty.

Together with Me (Thailand) - And only this one installment of the KornKnock saga. The series before and after don't count. It's a crazy-town plot line... erm, would we call it a plot line? Anyhoozle, but it is hella angsty so basically it qualifies.

The Yearbook (Thailand) - Atmospheric, slow moving, sad, and pulp level quality this is a story of parting and the reuniting, I disn’t enjoy this very much but it does rate to your specs.

So Much In Love (Thailand - Line TV)- Okay, so this is a pretty classic Thai BL pulp and it has all the expected issues, but it also didn't have the budget for sound effects so that's not one of them. I actually like the main story line, it's paranormal and rather original. It's a mess, and acting is all over the place, but the leads are good, and it does end happy.

* I gave you links/sources when I have them, otherwise you’ll need to search grey sites. 

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[all-about-kyu]

𝑵𝑪𝑻 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐����𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕

Warnings: mentions of being high/ drinking, language

This is all jokes, guys!! I know there are mentions of being high and drinking, but I promise my orchestra prof is amazing, and these are all things she’s said out of context. Please don’t take it the wrong way :) Lucas is included in this. If you don’t want to interact with this post because of it, that’s fine. Do not attack me for including him.

Johnny: designing marching band uniforms “So up close it looks like feathers cause you know... we’re the Profs (they’re owls if you didn’t know) but from far away it’s just a ✨pop of color✨”

Taeyong: “YOU NEED TO GRAB THIS PIECE BY THE HORNS AND GO ‘YOU’RE MY BITCH NOW’ ….. Sorry French Horns no offense”

Yuta: “Do you ever see the colors of music in front of you like it’s a visual experience?” // “are you high?” // “NO! I’M DEAD SERIOUS AND VERY FAR FROM HIGH”

Kun: “yeah, I studied music, but I also was an athlete, and in this club, and-”

Doyoung: “Y’all… let me just say being the most sane one in the room is so hard sometimes…”

Ten: chucks a drumstick across the concert hall

Jaehyun: is being dead serious rehearsing a piece “Okay… fuck that we’ll figure that out another time… just… do it.”

Winwin: smacks music on the podium “Happy fuckin’ Tuesday everyone.”

Jungwoo: “CAN YOU GUYS HEAR ME OVER THERE??? YOU’RE REALLY FAR AWAY” // “we’re just on the other side of the room…”

Mark: giggling about a footnote in the music score “guys- I- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”

Hendery: “I was scared to tell my lesson professor I broke my wrist (especially as a percussionist), so I popped a few pills the hospital gave me and told him… he went, ‘are you high right now?’ and I went ‘........no?’”

Xiaojun: “You guys are like dementors trying to suck people!” // “.......” // “WAIT!! I MEANT SUCK SOULS”

Renjun: “ya know… don’t be a shithead… it’s fun sometimes”

Jeno: pressing things on the soundboard “I have no idea what I’m doing……”

Haechan: belts out the upper woodwind part just because

Jaemin: “WOOOOO WE ARE CAFFEINATED TODAY MY FRIENDS LETS RUN THIS PIECE AT 200 BPM” // “[insert prof name here] no…” // “[prof name here] YES”

Yangyang: “sometimes you just need to punch a tuba in the face” // “tubas don’t have faces…” // “Yes. They do.”

Shotaro: “Okay, okay. Serious university professor time…” proceeds to start giggling at a TikTok

Chenle: “guys… I’m wearing a hippo costume for the last piece of the winter concert. No one’s stopping me.” (yes my prof actually did it)

Sungchan: “[insert music librarian’s name here] HUMAN WE NEED HELP SEND BACK UP NOW THE SHIP IS TAKING WATER FAST” // sighs “You could’ve just asked me to help out in the flute section normally…” // “No :D”

Jisung: “My dad is coming to watch you guys rehearse! :D …….. Please don’t embarrass me…”

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