#they werent expecting actual scars

[elysiae]

hear me out here. hex member(s) of your choice seeing Drifter shirtless for the first time and nearly having a fucking heart attack over the amount of stab wound scars they have

[ymiko0]

Tw: manhandling, edging, degradation, afab!reader, breeding, dacryphillia, brat reader, and uh implied scars! ( from nails )

Dazai who pins you against the wall fucking into you relentlessly. He holds your knees to your chest giving him more access to your slippery entrance. The sound of wet skin slapping with both of you melodic grunts and moans can be heard as the sweet scent of sex fills the air around you both. His dick fucking into you, deeper with this angle as he holds you against the wall mercilessly pounding into you.

" fuck- fuck—! You're really liking this arent ya? You fucking slut— clenching around me while I hold you up against the wall yeah? Ya like that? Oh—~, Fucking whore. "

Earlier he saw you being openly flirty with kunikida, he knew you did it just to tick him off but God— he wants to just ruin you infront of his co-worker. But he was patient, he knew hed have his time with you later at the comfort of your homes.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you away from your conversation with kunikida, no one from the agency had no idea about your relationship. It was all supposed to be hidden by secrecy. —yet Dazai couldnt just stand there and look at his girlfriend, rubbing her beautiful smile on his co-worker. That's something meant for him and for him only.

" bella~ I know what you're doing. Ya better stop now or I promise you. You'd be limping by tomorrow. " he said in a sweet tone, yet it almost sounded like a threat (it was). And yet still, you werent planning on stopping soon.

You had this coming. He drags you away from the party and decided that it's time for you two to come home. When you both finally arrive at your apartment, he pins you to the wall, finally fed up of your shit.

" you want me to treat you like a whore right belladona? Then be my guest. " he said. He was determined to teach you a lesson that night.

That's why you see yourself like this right now. Pinned to the wall, hair disheveled, eyes overflowing with tears and dazai holding you up with no intentions of stopping.

He had denied you of your release again, you've lost count. It's just so unfair how he gets to cum inside you so many times yet you havent even reached tour first high yet— you're so sensitive to the point that the slightest touch from your clit could make you orgasm right then and there.

He grips your knees harder as he continues his thrusts into your wet cunt, his pace unrelenting while he moans freely because of the feeling. You feel your high building up again, and you're desperate. You need to cum or else you'll break.

" F-fuck—! P-leasee~?? Dazai, please I-I'm so close–! Just let me cum—! "

you spoke between gasp, stealing air as much as you can. You feel it closing in, your high is almost there.

And then his hips stops.

His thrusts halt, and so did your high. Feeling robbed of your pleasure, you claw into his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin while your tears overspill from your lashes, giving him a sense of euphoria.

" ah-ah, not yet. I didn't remember saying yes now did I sweetheart? "

Oh how you hoped you shouldve just listened to him.

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[leincendiaire]

anyways salty thoughts. dont expect me to be nice

this is the one problem not exclusive to the finale, god ed's character arc just. didnt do it for me at all. I excused it before cuz I thought it would pay off as the season went on but nope. he never had a genuine apology moment, just that youtuber apology like gag and the cat collar joke. like they literally show us how the crew was completely scarred by his actions but theyre later just completely fine with him on board???? and stede keeps being his biggest stan when I think he would have been like hey what the fuck!! im sorry I hurt you but I am not responsible for your actions and you hurt my crew whom I hold very dear!! I love ed but Fuck he really went too far those first episodes and he never makes up for it. they only ever focus on His Own self journey, not how he hurt and traumatized practically every other character.

"well, I think narratively izzy's death made sense but—" no!! no it fucking didnt!! im sorry but it was just lazy writing!! they didnt know what to do with him so whoops he gets shot in the dumbest way possible. like, this aint my first rodeo, it aint the first time ive seen a character start off on their character journey to happiness only for writers to give up on it and kill them off. it's a tiring fucking trope tbh and I really wish they hadnt fallen into this trap. like his death scene wasnt good either, if youre gonna do it at least focus on his relationship with the crew, you know, the people he came to accept as family? not the man Who Shot Off His Fucking Leg And Almost Killed Him? I know they had an important relationship but that shit should have been talked about way beforehand, it deserved closure. they should have acknowledged they werent good for each other and made peace with it. izzy deserved a death with people who actually made him happy. ALSO THEY BURY HIM ON FUCKING LAND?????? he spent his life at sea!!!! he is the most devoted out of everyone to being a pirate and you bury him next to your fucking inn???? fucking twats istg

lastly I swear they forgot stede is the main character. they forgot literally everything about how to write him. he gets No Focus in the finale, and every scene he is in is bullshit. I actually wanted to punch my screen every time there was a joke about him being incompetent or whatever. like, hello??? thought we left that shit in s1??? he had Multiple Episodes about learning to be a pirate and adjusting to his new life and gaining more skills but no. he is just silly old loserboy for his cool war criminal boyfriend now. literally no skills or experience whatsoever. ok sure yea thats totally how he acted the rest of the season. also the fuck is it with him staying behind to run the inn with ed?? wasnt the whole conflict last episode their different desires out of life, with ed wanting to start a normal life and stede wanting to be a pirate?? when the Fuck did he change his mind. who are you and have you done with my boy

honestly I feel bad because jenkins is actually a good writer and the whole fandom really expected a lot from a man making his second show, and I think there were a lot of budget cuts and production issues so I can see why it turned out this way. he is probably mad about this too, I bet the cast also, like even the acting in this episode didnt feel passionate, and thats saying a lot since these actors really love this show. im just frustrated. man. time to write fics ig

[t0rturedangel]

: ̗̀➛ ✉️ ᴬ ᴳᵁᴵᴰᴱ ᵀᴼ ᴮᴱᶜᴼᴹᴵᴺᴳ ᴺᴼᵀᴵᶜᴱᴬᴮᴸᴱ🖋️. . .

• ☆ ➛ chap 3 (last part) ╰━ warnings / notes :: possible ooc, swearing. Trying a new layout, how are we liking it? im genuinely thinking of stopping this series, its getting kind of more like a chore rather than something i enjoy writing, but i'll start a new series.

The first four periods of the day went just as expected- that is extremely boring. The only lesson which you sound to be remotely tolerable was biology but that was only because BUTTERS was there, all the other lessons you were alone, well in terms of being with friends.

In biology, you couldnt even sit near the poor boy as you wanted to sit near the back, where you'd be safe from the judgement of others behind you and while you did manage to steal a seat for yourself and butters the boy was forced to sit in the front due to his poor eyesight, his left eye was duller and grayer than his right due to the nearly completely faded scar that started from right above his eyebrow and down to right below his bottom eyelid. It was said that the reason Leopold had that scar was because back in the fourth grade, one of the school's popular boys: KENNY MCCORMICK threw a japanese weapon at him, slicing his eye. You hated the perverted blonde for that, and all his friends too.

Now though, it was lunch and you were at your and your friend's respective table and you were alone. You hated being alone, it just made you acknowledge all the sad facts about yourself and others but thankfully before your mind forced you to do so two people sat down. Looking up you met the faces of butters and SCOTT , the duo smiled at you, though both of them looked nervous. " Whats going on with you two? " you asked, raising a brow at them making butters laugh sheepishly before answering " Well , we just had a run in with eric and his friends " at that you narrowed your eyes the words 'what did he do now?' never managed to leave your mouth as now scott piped up " They didnt do anything us, they just glared at us and told us to ' piss off ' " even though you were relived that they didnt get hurt the scowl on your face never left " Why dont they ever 'piss off' " you quoted " I dont know, they think they're the shit when they're not " Scott mumbled, hoping that the people he was shit talking didnt hear him and then beat the living shit out of him.

You were about to speak up again, agreeing with your friend when you heard a tray fall onto the table, all three of you looked over to see DOVAHKIIN " Hey Dovah " you gave him a smile, along side Scott and butters. Dovahkiin nodded and sat down, pushing the tray in-between you and him, signaling that he wanted you to eat and you obliged. Ever since you two became friends the kid always shared his food with you, you didnt know why and when you refused at first he got all pissy and practically shoved the food down your throat, so you've learnt to accept his offer of food. " Anyway- scott, why the hell werent you with us this morning? " scott grimaced, a red hue resting on his face clearly embarrassed " ah . . . no-no reason "

" Uh huh " you rolled your eyes, thinking that scott got into trouble with the headteacher again, he had a tendency to do so. The rest of lunch went by quickly, with you and your friends not being bothered by the rest of the school. For once you actually enjoyed school.

Im sorry but i just cant write this series anymore, its getting a little tedious and like i said its becoming more like a chore so i'll be stopping it here, i know i've done that before i cant help it. Again im really sorry but im starting a new story called '' Яₑdₑₘₚₜᵢₒₙ "

Im so so sorry :(

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[b3mym1stake]

A very serious the 1975 fanfiction.

This is.... interesting.... so um please dont take it seriously. There is nothing weird or nsfw about this. Just your average cringy 2014 style fanfiction.

PLEASE IGNORE ANY SPELLING OR PUNCTUATION MISTAKES I WROTE THIS AT THREE AM.

During the night, i was sleeping peacefully in my king sized bed, but in the morning, my mothers harsh and shallow voice awakened me. "Wake up you waste of space" she screamed. It didnt bother me. i have been allowing it to happen for years, me letting her treat me like shit i mean. It doesnt hurt me anymore. I get up and i go to the bathroom to wash up. As i stare into the mirror i notice all the imperfections in my skin. The deep gash of my forehead from when i had a huge pimple and just couldnt leave it alone, the multiple scars on my nose from peeling my skin too much in the summer when i got sunburned, the millia under my eye that is very permanently injured and scarred from when i was 12 and thought it was a pimple... Im so different than all the other girls... They all have glass skin and look like if Serena Van der Woodsen and Taylor Swift had a lovechild that was raised by Blair Waldorf. Yet here i was, imperfect and unloved, still feeling happy about who i was.

After i was done with all that daily philosophical thinking, i threw my long, blonde hair in a messy bun, wore my favourite band t-shirt, my "the 1975" muscle tank. I bought it after i saw taylor swift wearing it even though i absolutely love the 1975. I wear a pair of boho themed patterned leggings, and my high top uggs. I gaze into my shining blue orbs in the mirror and decide that today will be a day where i actually wear a bit of makeup. Unlike other girls, i dont need to wear makeup to feel pretty, i have found a source of happiness very deep in me that no one can ever truly take away.

"Autumn Raine!!!!! Come down RIGHT NOW!!!" My mother screamed from downstairs. I sighed, breathing away all those thoughts that had occured to me while i was zoning out while looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. "Cominggg!!" i said back, my voice soft and feminine. As i walked down the stairs, i saw four men sitting on our couch. For a second i thought my mom was making me go to casting for a COMPLEEEEETELY different thing, but then i remembered, im still her daughter and she probably wouldnt want that to happen right in front of her. However, after a close inspection, i figured out who the four unknown men sitting on our couch were, and how they werent so unknown after all....

"Matty, Adam, George and Ross?!?!?!" I say in surprise. "What the actual hell is the 1975 doing on my couch??" I think. "We are here for a very special reason, George says, his voice thick and coarse. He doesnt talk much but i bet that when he does, people listen. "We are here for you, actually" The small one says, his voice somehow both high and low pitched at the same time, "Im Matty, Matty Healy." He states and extends his hand for me to shake. "I know.. heh" I answer back shyly and shake his hand. He gives me a smile. "Your mother contacted us and said you guys were running low on money and that she needed to get rid of you asap" Adam continues, his voice more deeper than i expected based on how thin and zesty he looks. "Why would you pick me?" i asked, geniuenly wondering. "well," George says, his voice cold and mysterious, "it is quite a long story, according to our research, you are...." he stops abruptly. "i am what? Come on you cant just stop in the middle of that" i shout. "My sister." He states and looks to the side as if he is trying to hide his face. "Oh." i say, as it is all i manage to get out of me. "Am i seriously directly related to my favourite band?!?!?" I think, but it doesnt take long before my train of thought gets interrupted by George again. "My paren-" He stops. "Our parents, they couldnt afford to have another kid after they had me." He starts explaining. "Mom didnt have another option than to give birth to you, then give you away.. So thats exactly what she did." He sighs. "So, my- my- my mother is-is-is not my- my- my actual mom?" I say and my voice come out sounding more sad than how im actually feeling. "No, honey" My mom says. "Dont you "Honey" me, you have never been nice to me in my life. Now suddenly youre all nice and loving. Youre so fake" I say. My mom stands up, and raises her hand as if shes going to slap me. I close my eyes and prepare for the slap. Sure, ive been slapped by her before, but never infront of guests. Especially infront of actually important people. I brace myself for the slap, but the slap never came. Instead, i open my eyes and see.... a back? Its a weird pattern of a colorful floral thin button up shirt. (See picture for exact pattern hehe see what i did there lol)

"You will not touch our property." a voice said, that i later realised to be Matty. (writers note: that single line took me ten minutes to write because its so cringe i physically couldnt bring myself to write it) "Oh- so sorry." said my mother. I gave her a snyde look that i just knew annoyed her so much. Matty turned around, "Are you okay love?" He said. "Oh- oh um yeah its alright." I said and giggled. "Shall we go?" Ross suggested and slowly, all of them got up from the couch. "Wait," i said, worryingly "I havent even packed my stuff yet. i didnt know i would be getting out of here permanently." I say, pleading for some time to pack. "Okay go on," Matty said, "We need to have a chat with your mother." I nod. As im going up to my room, i hear Matty and George talking to my mom about how shes never gonna be able to contact me again and how no matter how badly she needs money she should never try to contact me or any of them for any reason. I went up to my room and started packing. "All those band shirts...." I thought. There was no way i would fit all of them in my duffel bag. I just took my all-time favourites. The 1975, Halsey (ironic i know), Arctic monkeys, Marina and the diamonds, taylor swift, the strokes, G-easy, and finally, The Neighbourhood. I grabbed my big pile of skinny jeans and urban outfitters jewellery, a couple of my cds from my collection, and any sort of actually valuable merch i had. I ran down the stairs, i tripped, and started rolling down the stairs, when i felt a pair of arms catch me. "Woah there!" Matty said, and gave me a side smile. (this just took 10 years off my lifespan). I smiled shyly. "Im so clumsy." I complains. "Me too" Says Matty and gives me a wink. I blush. "Shall we go?" Says Ross. "Of course." I reply. "Dont you want to say goodbye to your mother?" He asks. "Shes not my mother, and no, not really." I say and give her a sneaky look and smile. She looked furious. i didnt care. i was way past that now that i discovered that my all time favourite people loved me too, nothing mattered anymore.

And thats how my story with the 1975 started...

Ending thoughts: i swaer to god this thing just took 20 years off my lifespan i have never physically cringed so hard while doing something. Some parts took me like half an hour to finish because i couldnt bring myself to actually write what i had in my mind. but hope i made lots of people cringe. Anyways, lots of love, gooooooodbyeeeee.

[narwhalandchill]

uhhh anyway. so like yesterday was my first time ever doing story day 1 and i have many Thoughts about the AQ. mostly positive unfortunately my major gripes do relate to the childe/narwhal situation which kinda dampens the overall experience more than any other part being underwhelming would given (gestures in general direction of self). like we all know the multitude of diseases i have on the subject 💀

dunno how much of a complete nonsense rambley writeup thisll be i think i might take some time to sort out my overall thoughts and write sth more coherent specifically on childe/narwhal stuff, maybe leave out some other aspects i have more pointed thoughts on as well so this wont get mega long but eh lets see. this just all kinds of thoughts i have for now And its a mess so Beware

anyway. firstly. as scarred as i am by melus and silver. Its also just. holy shit man theyre truly just straight up tapdancing on teppeis grave like THIS is how you write NPC deaths in an actually emotionally impactful way. dunyarzad was a massive glow up already in terms of NPC writing in general but she didnt die so. but like the way their characters and bond to both callas and navia is built up and how the writers actually managed to make them feel like such dynamic people even if their roles are ultimately quite straightforward made their fates just... genuinely heartbreaking like what the fuck 😭😭😭 AND THE WAY THEY STILL SAVED NAVIA FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE AND SAID THEIR FAREWELLS I JUST. I CANT. i just teared up thinking about it again

idk what could be said about navia that hasnt been said a gigabillion times before like. Wow. she is just. Truly the moment. like she fucking blindsided my ass in 4.0 bc i wasnt expecting anything like how dynamic and compelling and complex her arc and characterization has been like. everything about navia her resolve her grit her experiences and her bravery and stubbornness just feels so incredibly human and raw and she is just? a wonderful character i never foresaw falling in love with her this much like truly. and she delivered JUST as hard in 4.2 too like if it werent for navia being the conduit through which we first experience the devastation of poisson i dont think it wouldve ever hit as hard as it did. i just wanna comfort her shes already been thru so much yet i also admire her insistence to keep going and keep living like man 😭😭😭 give her a happy story quest hoyo idgaf if it gets called shallow or some bs she deserves a break!!!!!

i think some ppl are disappointed by arles relative lack of presence in fontaine overall and while i get that i can genuinely say that its been so fucking refreshing to have an AQ centering on a conflict thats not entirely or mostly fatui based. its not like the weight or intimidation factor of arlecchinos presence has been any lesser just bc shes been largely on the same side as us. like personally i just Really enjoyed seeing her characterization throughout. the way shes been just so reasonable thus far makes me extra excited for whenever she might actually snap (at least hopefully she will). like both childe and scara think shes fucking insane?????? but yea. i also really enjoy arles dynamic with the HoH kids too like. i do think she genuinely cares for them in a way but i highly doubt thats all there is to it. and thats really neat. goes for things like her help to spina di rosula and poisson too; theres definitely strings attached to that aid lmao. even if arle has no particularly malicious designs in mind, shes a harbinger. like cmon. and i really like that!!

i dont have like. that extensive thoughts abt what i call the . uhhh. this is mean but extended cast of act 5 JKJKDWJKDJKAJK like HoH gang, clorinde, sigewinne, wrio. tho i do very much appreciate that clorinde dodged the sara allegations for good like. it was looking a little bit unfortunate in 4.0. her role wasnt super major but i love her english VA and this kind of grounded sort of character she ultimately is. also sigewinne jumpscare during furinas trial i love her so much.

mona n nicoles thing was unfortunately mostly a whateverburger for me bc. im sorry im not that interested in hexenzirkel lmao i feel like such an outlier in any lore discussion circles bc im just not that hype about them (gold is an icon however) idk why. it was neat, it happened, didnt bring any mega hype. what i liked the most was honestly just the talk with mona about destiny and fighting against it and all. she really felt like a friend trying to help us navigate our thoughts on this insane horrible situation going on!!

in terms of plot things uhhh i went in mostly blind? as to the actual events. i had spoiled myself a bit on some specific aspects (my own fault) but ultimately most had no effect on how much i enjoyed everything. also lowering my expectations on the. ahem. worries i had abt childe that unfortunately came true so i was less let down on the spot wjjkajkwdjkwd. my biggest issue was actually that i had to progress lyneys story quest TWO FUCKING TIMES by a pretty notable amount bc it was blocking locations. and that dumbass office drama world quest like i was morbing.

a particular standout moment (beyond the Obvious. i need not name it THE LAUGH THE FUCKING THUMBS DOWN also singed FL can kinda lowkey 100% absolutely get it) for me was when i was so invested in our conversation with furina in poisson and in the magic box that i actually fucking forgor about the whole trap scheme thing even existing and then the box fell open and i was like WAIT WHAT THE FUCK and started laughing for like a solid 5 minutes i was caught so off guard. what an incredible moment. bc like. when the thing we were hiding in w furina started shaking i was just hell yeah narwhal modcheck? narwhal modcheck? bc obviously i would. and didnt question for a second that it could be something else. like the trap we were LITERALLY plotting to set up just a bit earlier it actually killed me. altho the fact that one of the cursed lyney quest situations were in between the scheming scene and the poisson segment prolly had to do with it. anyway it was just really funny

i think this post is gonna take me 287382 years to finish if im gonna go into the like furina character arc situation and her trial and focalors and all that shit super in depth (+ narwhal/skirk things) but like. BELIEVE me i fucking loved it so much like its so awful and painful and horrible and just. best written archon easily. zhongli n venti i think r very well written but theyre p static characters bc oldies so its a bit different. raiden is. inazuma moment no comment needed. nahida is good but tbh i never truly reconciled with the way rukkha getting irminsuled sorta just erased the central conflict behind her inferiority complex so it somewhat ruined her character arc for me even if it did make me cry and i do love her chara overall. but furina i think they executed the whole setup and reveals and everything so incredibly well its insane like. god. 500 years........ and like. the way furinas arc just flops everything uve known about her and the interactions uve had with her sideways and turns it upside down realizing the predicament shes been in and what shes been grappling with. its just incredible man. harrowing but incredible like they truly delivered on that one. like that portion of the finale was just really well done

anyway not all thoughts i have by any means but whatever. ive just been Thinking. overall had a great time with the AQ n cutscenes in particular are only getting better and better, i thiiiiink this one tops sumeru for me? but like its sorta unfair bc i was never a scara stan whereas. even a narratively mishandled narwhal is a fucking world-devouring narwhal. unfair advantage. childe being there at all even if i have my gripes is too much points in favor KJWJKWJKDWDJKJK. theres things that make me really hopeful for the future writing but also things that concern me. so its an interesting situation rn. but im glad it went as ambitious as it did even if my fave got arguably sidelined the most. just hoping they actually do sth more with childe sooner than later if they want to leave all those loose ends unaddressed in 4.2. interlude rights PLEASE

[rockytamtam]

autism be damned i have seen the lion musical again !!!!! : a lion king musical review

this was supposed to be the third silly review but in the end it's gonna be the first ^-^' anyway, this was the second time i went to the lion king (last time i went was on may 4th), this time i had restricted view front row tickets &&& u can read more about this under the cut !!!

jsyk these go everywhere and aren't just abt the show i do talk abt the sillies that happen before and after it :D warning this is like. very long. like insanely long. no part 2 we die like men

saw the show on : june 18th 2023, théâtre mogador

first things first that was my first time going alone in paris and all went well until i tried to find the theater and kept getting lost, i made it tho !! and in time!

the cast changed a little but i saw stanley kassa as simba again (understudy), simon gallant played ed this time (saw him as zazu last time and he was crazy proud of himself at stagedoor, as he should he was awesome), & a new nala actress (paola fareri), new timon (romain apelbaum), & other kid simba & nala

my seat was ! much closer to the stage than expected it felt like i was IN the stage, but it's still not bad at all even for a restricted view seat !!!

during the circle of life, this time, there were no technical difficulties with the elephant so i got to see it ! i thought it was going to hit me with its tusk lol, & i saw zazu run so i was so happy

cried again during the key change 💚

olivier (scar) does change his energy depending on which kid is on, it's pretty different from last time!

also it's VERY impressive seeing him act from so close

it wasn't until the lioness hunt that i realized that i just Could Not see the entire back of the stage and when actors were there i could just see the top of their head

anyway. the lioness hunt 💕💕 i just love the choreography

during i just can't wait to be king it felt like the lyrics changed? like they were singing the movie version? and i couldn't tell if it felt this way because they changed them since the 2007 french cast recording or because i just didn't remember properly

anyway i love zazu. zazu my beloved. i just love this bird.

hyenas time i love them theyre my favorite characters :DDD i actually picked this seat because it's on the side of the stage they go to during the other song >:]

first time seeing simon as ed and he's got a really cool energy !!! shenzi (mélina mariale) & banzai (abdel-rahym madi) killing it as always

actually got startled when mufasa (noah ndema) roared

(skipping they live in you bc i have nothing to say sorry!!)

BE PREPARED TIME. MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE SONG. olivier is wonderful, the hyenas are wonderful, this is starting so so well.

and then. before the breakdown, the hyenas start walking around on set, as they do ! they go right in front of my spot, AS I PLANNED! AND I AM SPOTTED (lime green hair helps!)

im having a main character moment wth. banzai is like "i love your hair color! he needs the same" while grabbing the puppet's hair, and im just "AA THANK YOU???!!" and shenzi and ed gave me a high five im just. that was a "and everybody clapped" moment but i was having a blast okok thank u

BANZAI WAS LOOKING AT ME WHILE SINGING FROM THE BONE STAIRS THINGS I WAS SO HAPPY???

the stampede made me sad, but i wasn't exactly looking at it bc i was curious about what was happening in the wings

there was this small child in the crowd who was crying LOUDLY and everytime everyone else would go"awwww :("

rafiki mourns is still one of the songs i find most beautiful, i especially love when the lionesses cry bc i think the tear effect is so cool

end of act 1 (sorry timon, sorry pumba. u guys are awesome too) !!

i could see more actors & dancers up close it was so cool i love looking at the costumes & makeup

kept making eye contact with the hyenas it was a little awkward ESPECIALLY when they werent the character u were supposed to focus on

second time seeing ntsepa as rafiki and she's still awesome. i love her sm :(((

THE LION HEAD IN HE LIVES IN YOU REPRISE. THATS IT THATS WHAT I HAVE TO SAY.

son oncle oscar? is still my fav thing idk if i put this in the right order but its whatevs

the same little kid yelled "SCAR!" during simba confronts scar

curtain call / finale moment !!! pumba (cyril romoli) was smiling at me but i didnt notice until the end (< - too busy looking at the hyenas)

this guy's about to go stage door alone (he's very faceblind and he's me!)

i dash i fly out the theater . im gonna see simon, mélina, and abdel. i repeat endlessly. and i'll try to see stanley and olivier again

this time there were more people than last time, but it was also night last time and now its sunday

i got to see mélina !! she was so so sweet and signed my notebook, i was too scared to ask for a pic

all goes well, UNTIL i start feeling rain on my arm and next thing u know it starts pouring

30 minutes in olivier breitman comes out of stage door holding the smallest carboard box over his head, he hides under the franprix with us and he signs my notebook too before running to another spot (he was so sweet i love him sm)

the rain stops after an hour, only dancers came out and . i suspect it was abdel but i cant besure bc this one girl told me he left when the rain started -, and i go back near the actual door

ten minutes pass still no one, but i still want to see simon or stanley; two dancers come out and are like "hey you can go inside if you want to hide from the rain"... WHAT. anyway i go inside stage door

i heard the girl who was waiting with complain that i got in, i dont know if i should move or not so i decide to stay near the door

stayed there for maybe 15 minutes and then this guy came to close the gate that led to the theater and i was like. yeah okay these guys are not coming out or already left

AND THEN I HAD TO WAIT ANOTHER HOUR FOR MY TRAIN TO START. anyway i got home at 10 thank u

THE END !!!!!!! im so sosrry i am Very talkative

[lambert-simnel]

ok so this is interesting because I honestly think a ghibli earthsea could have been amazing? I feel like earthsea really tackles a lot of the same stuff as ghibli, respecting nature, non violence, keeping balance in the world, the effects of war etc etc but it felt like the filmakers had completely disregarded the main themes of both Tehanu and The Farthest Shore. The choice to combine the two books was interesting, having Arren and Tehanu as the same age and interacting was jarring but not completly unsalavgable. but Tehanu and Tennar felt jammed into the story to give Arren and Ged love interests (Arren and Tehanu isnt explicetly romantic because ghibli never fully commits to the child leads being a romantic couple but she still fills this role in the story).

some things I did like was the setting is beautiful, the places and clothes look exactly as I imagined (with the exception of how light everyones skin is and why is Tennar blonde?) little things I liked like Tehanu wearing her hair like Tennar, maybe a Kargish style, that her Dragon design wasnt like a weird athro girl dragon and she looked sick as hell (and I loved how into it Arren was!) The animals were really fun, I love the idea that what was described as “horses” werent actually what we see as horses. Really cool creature designs throughout that I wanted to see a lot more of. The boats we did see were as expected but god did this movie shy away from the sea faring aspect of the setting. I’m not sure its even mentioned once that Earthsea is an archipelago!

Ged’s role is downplayed to focus on Arren as the protagonist which makes sense as theres no A Wizard of Earthsea to make us attached to him and its a childrens movie so obviously the teenager is the protagonist but it still really sucked to see him and Tennar at the end doing nothing. I know that that was a combination of the end of Fathest Shore and Tehanu so Ged kinda took the role he had in Tehanu but still not enough Shadowhark in your Earthsea adaptation!

There was of course loads of other details that were annoying, the lack of Dragons, Tehanus scars being a barely visible red mark, random mentiones of Roke and the Tombs of Atuan that would be confusing to people whove not read the books and random to anyone how does know what they are referencing. But mostly what it lacked was the spirit of the storys it was adapting, by combining them we lost most of the meaning from Tehanu and all the atmosphere from the Farthest Shore. All the speeches about life and death at the end fell flat because they were words from The Fathest Shore transposed onto the setting of Tehanu. 

Ursula la Guin was right when she said that its a very beautiful movie but those aren’t her characters!

i did not expect the ghibli tales from earthsea to be a farthest shore adaptation

[veryhiddenreki]

Why banana fish is not queerbaiting a rant(spoilers ahead) ;

Ive noticed a trend with a certain subsection of fans that keep insinuating Banana Fish queerbaited its audience with AshEiji. Im here to explain to you why thats harmful, incorrect and outright shameful to imply. Examples provided:

First of all, if you went into banana fish expecting it to be a sad “yaoi” anime you have been sorely mistaken, your misunderstanding does not make the show queerbait. Given the circumstances ash was put under its no surprise that it was not going to be a romance driven anime. Second, is your idea of a mlm relationship sorely based on sexualization? Ash’s entire life has been nothing but hell, the fact people expected him to do something sexual to imply he’s inlove with eiji is actually insane, not to mention he doesnt have to kiss nor display physical affection to show he loves someone. Third, its shown through the words spoken and his actions that imply he loves eiji and that eiji loved him back. He trusted eiji enough to let eiji comfort him after the incident in episode 22 when no one else was allowed to go near him. He showed a softer side to eiji, he trusted him enough to let him care for him. In a world that was completely against ash he finally got someone that cared for him and *EXPECTED NOTHING IN RETURN* let me reiterate that, eiji expected NOTHING in return, meaning it is no wonder they didnt do things like explicitly show physical affection. He knew everything about ash, he knew what he went through as a child and how it carried with him to adulthood. Hes been traumatized, hurt, scarred. Instead of kissing, sexual acts and words like “I love you” instead eiji spoke to him with words filled with love, saying he wants to protect him, that their souls are connected that even though they were in constant danger as long as they had each other everything would be fine. In the episode where ash sacrifcied himself to protect eiji he told blanca that for once he is the happiest person in the world because he has someone that he knows truly cares about him. Their love goes past a simple “i love you” their love is deeper than that, their need to constantly be together, to never leave each others sides, to save each other and sacrifice themselves in the face of danger just to see each other survive and thrive. That is what their love is. To imply that any of this was queerbaiting just because they werent on screen constantly kissing and saying I love you is insane. Have yall ever thought maybe that would make a survivor like ash uncomfortable? Or did your fantasies overtake you. Ash and eijis relationship is something so incredibly written, do not let your acephobic and fetishized ideas make you believe any of this was queerbaiting.

[kirislut]

Hello, I was wondering if you could do headcannons for reader comparing her hand size to deku, shinsou, kiri and/or denki (i have no idea if that’s too many people so dw if it is, just pick and choose who you’d like to write about!!) I’d prefer if this was during the pining/crushing on them stage 🥰 thank youuu xxx

a/n: yes of course! this was my first request and first headcanon! so thank you so much for the idea! this was honestly so cute shdjskdj, i wanna hold hands with a guy 😫 anyways i hope you like it 🥺

izuku midoriya

you and ochaco got on the topic on how small the two of you are, she had one cm on you. this somehow led to compare hand sizes, and she never realized how small your hands were

“huhhhhh?! (y/n)-chan your hands are smaller than mine?” ochaco had always thought she had the smallest hands around, you proved her wrong.

other students over heard that you had small hands and wanted to see and compare them to yours.

you guys triggered a whole ass hand comparing event, congrats

the girls went around comparing your hand with their own, but ochaco still wasn’t satsified. if anything this gave her a devious idea.

“deku-kun, you should see how small (y/n)-chan’s hands are!” ochaco was just innocently calling over none other than your crush.

a look of horror flashed over your face when you realized what she had done. that sneaky girl got you good!

you werent going to buy lunch for her the next day as revenge.

deku didn’t think anything strange of the request, and was now curious to see how small your hands were since they were mentioned.

so deku came over to the small group of girls, who were surrounding you, and then he became quite red. “is it ok if i see your hand (y/n)-chan? sorry but i’m curious now as well..”

you tried your best to hide your blush, but your cheeks still flushed pink as you held your left arm out straight so deku could compare hands with you.

he held out his right arm, gently pressing his right hand against your left.

yea both of you exploded and turned very red on the spot. the girls were also all giggling at the fact you two were basically holding hands.

but after calming yourself down you could feel that deku’s hand was a bit rough, and his scars. you never noticed his hand scars before, which was now making you frown.

deku misinterpreted your frown, thinking you didn’t like how he was touching you, so he started to draw his hand back just slightly. “your hand...is it ok?”

the green haired boy was slightly surprised by your question, but was able to piece it together quickly. he was relieved that you weren’t uncomfortable with touching his hand. “ah yes don’t worry about it! it’s just scars from over using my quirk, but don’t worry. i’m not gonna over use it anymore, so don’t worry (y/n)!”

you were glad that he was alright, but that feeling didn’t stay for long since he pulled his hand back shortly after. you didn’t feel realize that a small pouty frown was now adorning your face.

that was the moment you messed up.

mina saw your little frown and grinned widely, you were about to be in for a teasing, “dont be sad (y/n)! i’m sure you can hold deku’s hand again if you just ask!”

you gasped instantly and spun around to face mina, your face was tomato red. “mina! you can’t say that, he’s right there you know! mina whyyyyy” you began to whine and complain about mina’s comment, the girls were just snickering at you.

however your green haired crush was also quite red, and smiling at the thought of being able to hold your hand again.

hitoshi shinsou

it was lunch time and you were currently giving your fellow classmate, kendo, a hand massage. she was fine, but you were insistent because all that monoma chopping was probably making her hands tense. 

shinsou was passing by your table and saw that you were massaging kendo’s hand, which made him curious.

he slid into the seat beside you nonchalantly, which caught you by surprise. you jumped slightly, just making shinsou smirk at how jumpiness.

“shinsou? what are you doing here?” you were confused to why the sleepy, purple haired boy was now sitting beside you.

“well why are you massaging her hands?” shinsou just shot a question right back at you, goodness if you didn’t like this boy so much you might’ve just...well you would’ve done nothing but thats besides the point

you let out a little sigh, even if he was just asking to tease you, you would still answer. “well it’s because her hands are tense, i don’t want her to have cramped hands.” 

shinsou just nodded, “you should massage my hands too, they get all tense after writing notes.”

your mouth slightly opened, not sure how to react just yet. was he really asking for a hand massage? is this technically hand holding? testutestu wouldn’t approve of premarital hand holding

kendo smiled softly at you, realizing you were dazing off now. “she gives great hand massages shinsou, you should have a turn. besides i need to get going anyways.”

hearing kendo snapped you out of your overthinking daze, and set a small panic in you because you would be left alone with shinsou. you couldn’t even object because kendo had already left, leaving just you two.

shinsou didn’t say anything and just placed his right hand on the table. you gently took his hand and started to rub it gently.

you never realized how big his hands were, it seemed that shinsou was thinking the same thing

“wow you have small hands (y/n).”

you look at him with a pout, “i don’t have small hands, you just have really big hands!”

shinsou chuckled at your pout and protest and took his hand away from yours momentarily. he held it out to you, so that you could compare.

you put your opposite hand against his, you didn’t want to admit it but he was right. your hands looked tiny compared to his.

but there was also something else, his hands were so soft. you barely got a chance to feel them before, since your massage was paused just as you started, but now you could feel how soft they were.

you began to slightly rub your fingers up and down against his, just enjoying his smooth hands. shinsou was just watching you enjoy yourself, but he couldn’t let you have all the fun for too long.

“you know (y/n), if you like my hand that much. i can hold yours.” shinsou was smiling softly at you, and with no hesitation his fingers interlocked with your on. he was now holding your hand.

you were already blushing from his teasing, but him holding your hand pushed you over the edge. there was no hiding your burning red cheeks now.

“shinsou!” was all you managed to squeak out, you were having trouble trying to piece together a sentence because your head was racing about how you were holding hands with shinsou!

well it was more like he was holding your hand, since you were just sitting their while melting down

you didn’t need to panic for too much longer because the bell rang, signifying lunch was over. you were literally saved by the bell.

shinsou let go of your hand and stood up, “well thanks for the massage, even if it was short. can’t wait for the next one.”

the purple haired boy left from the table and started walking back to class, leaving you stunned.

you also quickly got up and started to head to class as well, but you couldn’t help but stare at the hand shinsou hold. you couldn’t believe it.

shinsou also couldn’t believe it, he was also staring at his hand. a small blush dusting his cheeks as his heart picked up. he was sure of one thing now, he would definitely hold your hand again.

eijirou kirishima

it was gym class for class 1a, everyone was drinking water and taking a break, and kirishima was staring at your hands. he earlier saw you trying to hold a basketball with one hand and failing miserably.

denki noticed his friend staring at you and grinned widely. he was now certain to be the best wingman for one of his best bros.

denki walked up to you and started a simple conversation. like how you felt about the activity everyone just did, and if you needed water.

it was simple really, you didn’t mind. you were just enjoying the conversation with the human pikachu.

“so (y/n), i saw you trying to hold that basketball with one hand. do you know where the ball is? i wanna try!” denki smiled brightly, which you couldn’t help but agree too.

“yeah of course, i was struggling too, but maybe you can” you quickly left to grab the ball from earlier. when you came back you tossed him the ball.

denki tried to hold the ball with only his right hand, but it wasn’t working out for him either. “awe man i really thought i could do it. actually i think i know who can. hey kirishima can you come over here?”

as denki turned away from you to call to kirishima, you didn’t see his grinning smile. when kirishima nodded and started walking over, he chuckled mischievously. his plan was going perfectly.

kirishima came up to the both of you with a curious expression, “what’s up denki?” if anything kirishima was glad denki called him over because he was feeling slightly nervous.

he was certain denki was up to something since the blonde knew that he liked you.

“kirishima can you hold this basketball with one hand? (y/n) and i can’t do it, so i thought you probably could.” kirishima then understood why denki went to you, the blonde definitely caught him staring at you.

kirishima simply nodded and was able to hold the ball with ease. you let out a little gasp when he was able to do it so easily, “woah how can you do it?”

kirishima looked at you, now blushing just slightly. he wasn’t expecting you to be impressed with him holding a ball. 

“it’s probably because i have bigger hands that’s all.” kirishima put the ball down and stuck his hand out to show his hands.

they weren’t the biggest hands, but still pretty big. just wanting to compare you stuck your hand out as well and pressed it against his. which took kirishima by surprise, making him blush again.

you were also silently fan girling about how you and kirishima were touching hands, but you made sure to take this opportunity to touch your crush.

“you do have bigger hands, i guess i won’t be able to hold the ball huh?” you chuckled softly, a little disappointed you won’t be able to but it was no big deal.

touching kirishima’s hand was a big deal

kirishima smiled as he watched you laugh, then remembered something. “when i activate my quirk my hand actually grows!” kirishima

kirishima hardened his hand and his hand grew longer, the tips of his fingers becoming sharp. but since the red headed male a little excited, he forgot to pull his hand away first.

you hand flinched whenever he activated his quirk, his hands were now hard and kinda sharp. he had accidentally cut your palm.

kirishima noticed your flinch, and when you pulled your hand away he saw the small gash on your palm which was starting to bleed a bit.

he immediately deactivated his quirk and started to apologize, “(y/n)! i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to cut you, i didn’t even think about it. i’m really sorry!”

you shook your head at him, “kirishima it’s fine really! it just stings a little that’s all. i’ll be okay, it’s just a scratch.”

kirishima looked at you, still worried. “well you should at least go to recovery girl. i’ll walk you since it’s my fault.”

“it’s just a scratch i wouldn’t want her to use her quirk on such a little thing.” you really were fine, you just felt bad since kirishima was worrying so much.

but kirishima was being a bit stubborn, he really felt bad. he hurt his crush afterall! “then i’ll get a bandaid, it wouldn’t be manly to do nothing.”

before you could object the red head already jogged off to get you a bandaid. leaving you with a big smile on your face, you couldn’t believe that sweet boy sometimes. you also were still shocked by the fact kirishima touch your hand, you were now blushing as you thought back at it.

someone else was quite happy and proud, denki couldn’t believe his plan worked out so well. when you two finally get together, he will definitely brag about this moment.

[toutallyahoe]

hi!! could you do some soft hannibal or will hcs? or some soft remus lupin hcs? if not thats fine!

a/n: ayyyyyy

first off i just want to say sorry for not posting a lot these days. shit happened here but now im back (for now) to do hcs!

second off, yall are gonna hate me for this but i dont actually watch hannibal soooo, i dont know how to write for him and such... but remus lupin? fahajshwheahakhd gotchu

third off, high school/past au because i just want to write remus being goofy and also a bit anxious on his nature

anyways, onto the hcs!

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remus never thought he'll fall in love really

he was more focused on trying to stop his chaotic friends from causing more mayhem but get dragged into it

and his small problem being a warewolf to keep secret

besides, remus has some high expectations even if he doesnt want to admit it

remus would like someone to be soft and caring

loving him and be understanding towards his little warewolf problem (if he tells them)

and most important, he may not have thought about his partner's gender as he was more going to focused on personality really, but still, remus would have liked a female partner

so, imagine his surprise when he caught feelings on a certain [hogwarts house] boy the same year as him?

remus was confused at first

he didnt know what he was feeling and his friends noticed it

remus didnt really want to confide with them, but he knew sooner or later, theyll find out eventually like how they discovered his secret

so, he told them his confusing feelings

and let me tell you, the three boys looked at him confused at first until they looked each other with shit eating grins

well, sirius and james have those shit eating grins while peter looked a bit excited at him

"guess potter isnt the only lovesick puppy huh?" sirius teased as the three began to laugh

until james realized sirius was saying he was a "lovesick puppy" towards lily, which immediately made him shout a unamused "hey! i do not!"

as sirius and james began to banter at each other and peter was trying to be the peacemaker, remus took a second to process what his friend just said

until the realization hit in and made remus red and stuttering mess

remus was in denial, to the amusement of his friends

he cant be!

he wasnt gay— not that being gay is a problem or anything, he never just expected him to be one

he didnt like [name] like that way, right???

he barely knew the guy!!!

remus was in denial for a few days until his friend had snapped some sense to him

by literally dragging [name] to their lunch table

they didnt care if [name] was in another house or not, they still dragged his ass over and made him sit next to remus who was having an internal breakdown

apparently sirius, james and peter decided to be remus' wingman, even if remus didnt want them too

but anyways

sirius, james and peter would ask [name] questions as they ate, wanting to getting to know their future buddy and trying to slip remus in the conversation

they thought they were slick at it, but nope!

they arent

"so [name]? watcha like to do?"

"oh, well i like literatur—"

"you know, our buddy remus likes books too!"

"really? thats nice. i also like chocolat—"

"chocolates?!? wow! our buddy o pal remus has a massive sweet tooth, did you know that?"

"maybe you both could go to honeydukes together this weekend!"

they were that bad

they werent subtle at all

remus is just internally suffering

why was his friends like this?

why was he even friends with them?

remus was super embarrassed but to his utter surprise— [name] actually seemed to be down on visiting honeydukes with him to buy some sweets

of course, [name] didnt really think on it other than a friendly hang out (at first)

but to the three, this was the start to hook their beloved puppy remus to [name]

it took a while but [name] and remus' relationship grown closer and a few months, they finally got together

it almost took a year for them to realize their feeling for each other (remus and [name]) if it wasnt for that mistletoe accident in the greathall on christmas day

sirius and james were bragging that they were the ones to have placed those mistletoe there

but thats a lie

peter did and the two placed mistletoes in other rooms

peter was the smart one to put a mistletoe under above the entrance of the door while sirius and james literally decorated every corner of the great hall with mistletoe because apparently they thought it would made sure remus and [name] would kiss

and that james was also trying to get a kiss from lily under those mistletoes too because it was "romantic" and that itll make her definitely "fall in love" with him

but anyways, [name] was soft for remus and remus was soft for [name]

the two only have little bumps in their relationship but mostly, they try to understand each other and hear one another out

remus always liked their tradition on winter to cuddle in front of the fireplace in the gryffindor common room

remus prefers to be the small spoon but wouldnt mind cuddling [name] too

he likes to be held since he could snuggle and hear [name]'s calming heartbeat

of course those moments are sometimes destroyed by his friends inserting themselves to their cuddle sessions

but remus wouldnt have it either way

[name] doesnt mind aswell

it was annoying at first but over time, he grown fond of remus' friends

another sweet thing that [name] does that makes remus so soft is that [name] makes sure that he is loved

[name] seems to noticed when he is down and will always give him a soft peck on his forehead, embrace him tightly and mutter how much he is adored

[name] also doesnt questions on the scars he had obtained over his little problem

in fact, [name] just reminds him that [name] loves him so much

[name] makes him feel loved and always tell him that he is beautiful in [name]'s eyes

when remus told [name] about him being a warewolf

remus was terrified and thought [name] leave him

but this guy was so full of surprises

[name] was a bit shock and was quiet for a while, but then he just embraces remus tightly and running his hands over remus' hair and whispers he still loves remus no matter what

remus cried that day

what have he even done to deserve [name]?

he doesnt know but he was happy to meet the guy who loves him, even with all his flaws

remus was sure [name] was the one and he hopes he'll get to be a [last name] in the far future

[give-grian-rights]

Bets Against The Void c5

@petrichormeraki bet you forgot I even had this fic ! Thank you again for the gift that is Whitelist AU, which feels like a lifetime ago (For Tommy it was !)

Chapter 1 Here

Last Chapter Here

Next Chapter Here

and AO3 Crossposted!

Ask to tag and give me a headsup on any typos ! c!Tubbo in my interpretation is they/them and blind.

The Hobbit Hole was more than Tommy expected. Birch-and-spruce windows poked out throughout the hillside, a round entrance carefully carved from the wood. Poking his head inside, the blond’s eyes darted across the spruce-built interior skeptically.

“..Thanks.” Tommy halfhartedly grumble, pulling his hand off the entrance. He warily stepped in, his hand resting on the doorway entrance for a moment as he investigated for potential traps.

“You’re..Sure we can just- stay here?” Tubbo asked once more, their head turned back towards the dirty blond stood aside the messy front garden.

“Of course, I swear, I don’t need another place to hoard stuff! Chances are, I’ll only be out here if I finally get around to moving my villagers out of their old setup.”  The older brit confirmed once more, his tone light. “Seriously, it’s not a big deal. Promise.”

Hesitantly nodding, Tubbo offered an appreciative smile his way before they turned back towards Tommy. “How’s it looking, then, Big Man?” They hummed, tilting their head.

“Fuckin’ cool as shit-” He glanced around, apprehensively surveying the ground for any traps.

“It needs a bit of cleanin’ up,” Stress chirped, sending a lighthearted glare towards Grian as he stuck out his tongue with a snicker. “We’d all be happy to help.” She finished, with a warm smile.

Tubbo politely nodded. “I think we’ll handle it. Thank you, again.” They ran their hand over the wooden arc in the entrance.

Grian shook his head. “Really, don’t worry about it. Stay here. Get settled. Either of us may be over to check up. Across the lake’s my neighbor, Scar, who you might see. But he shouldn’t come around here.” 

With a bit of exasperation, ready to be left alone, Tommy wordlessly nodded as he bounced his leg. 

Clearing his throat, Grian nodded. “Alright, then we’ll be out. We’ll see you two soon. Cya, Stress, thanks for the help!” He dipped his head towards the short brunette, who grinned bubbly back.

“See ya! Bye, loves.” Stress cooed, before deploying her glowing skeletal wings and ascending off with a quick poof of smoke.

Instinctively when the item had come to her hand, Tommy had thrown his arms around Tubbo’s ears- an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the sandy brunett man.

Grian simply put his hands up pacifying, as Tubbo was shrunk back curled, shielded away from where the brief poof was. “They’re duds, almost all fireworks here are duds.” He had calmly spoke, his tone soft. “I’ll come back to check up on you guys soon, ‘n make sure you have the supplies you need. You have free reign of that base!” Were his parting words, before he trotted off into the woodland.

Tommy uncurled himself from Tubbo. “You good, Bigman?” The blond tilted his head.

“Yeah,” Tubbo chuckled halfheartedly. “It doesn’t really.. Scare me it just- it startles me? Hearing it? ‘Cause I don’t really have time to prepare myself for the noise..Even if it’s not the same as- the kind from. Then.” Their voice wavered for a moment, before they took a shuttering breath. “Yeah, I’m fine, Man.”

“..Mhm..Alright.  Well, this set-up is better than just ‘bout half the shit on’ the SMP.” Tommy diverted the subject, sweeping his foot over the top of the floor, watching the small streak it left beneath a thin coat of dust.

Tubbo tilted their head. “Really? It smells..Very dusty-” They sneezed into their arm, sniffling. “I.. feel like it might need a bit of work, yeah?”

The blond boy shrugged. “Yeah.. We can see ‘bout gettin’ a towel wet or something and wiping all ths shit down?”

Humming in agreement, Tubbo felt around, listening to the words their Comm robotically had been reading off.

“I’ll see ‘bout findin’ shit. They’ve gotta have wool in some of these chests,”

With a bit of digging,  the two teens had gotten to work. Not everywhere in the practically abandoned place was dusty or dirty. A small lush crevice was fresh and clean- or, relatively so. Bright feathers had littered the area around it. A path from a window seal, which had been opened, and to said crevice was nearly spotless of debris outside of such molting feathers or a few leaves.

Now without dust on the outside, the two messed with the chests, rummaging through what could be found.

..Which was a lot. Just not in the places they had expected.

Out of the chests they had searched through, they managed to find almost a doublechest full of various stacked enchanted books-

“How..How did he just leave all of this here?” “Well, he has enough he defenitely won’t notice a few gone!”

A totem of undying in a michalanious chest-

“Woah.. WHAT THE SHIT..” “Dude… This is.. A gamechanger”

A golden apple held by an item frame-

“Finders keepers! This counts, its on a chest.” “Sick!”

Bafflingly, a diamond in the food chest-

“What the actual shit. WHAT THE ACTUAL SHIT-” “What? W- WHAT? WHY?”

Two enchanted, nearly broken bows with enchants- “Better than nothing, I’ll see about combinin’ them unless you feel like pinnin’ the tail on the donkey.” “..Sounds like a good plan, yah.”

And in the middle of the room, a chest with an enchanted diamond axe-

“..Fuck. Wow- There’s just a wholeass enchanted axe! What the fuck is the point of the itemframes if theres no system here?”

“Whats it enchanted with..?” “..Fortune? What a waste. Uhh, some efficiency, too.”

There wasnt much in the main storage room, but they werent quite willing to push their luck and explore too far. At least not until they got some food and set up some sort of gameplan.

The two teens distributed some of the loot they scavanged, damaged iron armor going to Tommy, a shovel to Tubbo and a spare shovel to Tommy, The totem of undying to Tubbo, and the two diamonds they scavenged turned into a diamond sword for Tubbo as well, with the axe and golden apple going to Tommy.

They turned their focus to food. The two sat beneath the support pillars against the walls, taking the time to eat  a handful of watermelon slices.

The wall of chests ahead of them had been broken, exposing the opened window with feathers trailing from it. It was an oddly live scene in the otherwise abandoned wooden hole.

Neither of them quite enjoyed the feeling of being holed in, or the small nature of the wall-home. Nor did either teen mention it.

Tommy explained the varying entrance ways from the mainroom. They had decided on splitting up soon, letting Tubbo find a place to dig out a room for the two of them, with Tommy going off and rummaging through more chests.

Tubbo found a dead-end room beneath a spruce-log room on the second story, and had begun trying to carve it out, as the other teen worked through more and more chests.

The blond eventually worked his way outside and into yard infront of the entrance, rummaging his way through the bits and pieces- the best so far, being another golden apple which he happily held onto.

Half way through his second chest, something caught his attention- or, more like, he caught something’s attention.

A blue, yellow-cheeked bird had fluttered around him, its head quirked curiously as it stared him down. Tommy shrinked.

“What the fuck do you want?” He squinted at the parrot as it lowered itself down onto the top of the open chest, hopping along the edge.

“F⚍��ꖌ!” The bird cooed in responded incoherently, chirping at him.

Tommy paused, eyes lighting up in realization. “Oi! You’re the one that flies into the house, huh?” 

In response, it turned it’s head away, nodding. “Hobbit!” It shrilled.

As Tommy had opened his mouth to respond, the hobbit himself, Grian, had flown down, sweeping down with a soft thud.

“Sorry! Uh, Professor Beak has a little spot in there. He likes to go n stay there most days, its a lot cozier than the mansion,” The older Brit chuckled apologetically, putting out his hand for the parrot. 

The blond boy snorted. “‘Professor Beak?’” He’d raise a brow.

The named bird chirped, stepping onto Grian’s wrist without hesitation. “Professor Ellen Taurtis Beak!” It cooed, its voice mimicking that of Grian himself.

It was… A strange display, to be sure.

Sheepishly, Grian hummed, running his spare hand through the bird’s feathers. “They may try ‘n break back in, they’re a pesky bird like that. I’m sorry for bothering you, though. You two doing good?”

“..Hm,,Yeah, thanks. Are you..Like, fuckin’ aware of all the stuff you’re leavin’?” Tommy eyed the strange man, folding his arms.

Grian merely gave a shrug. “Not really? But that just means they’re nothing important. If they help you both get started, they’re yours.”

Huh. Well, that was easy enough.

“..Right. Cool. Bye.” Tommy watched the man, as he easily nodded, striding off with his bird held by his chest.

The blond let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

“..This place is fucking weird.”

[tenshindon]

If you ever want to give your opinion on dbs animation I'd be happy to read them 👀

yeah sure thing :) Debrief Though it's been a very long time since i've sat down to watch dbs so take my opinion with a grain of salt

as for the animation of dbs like. animation wise it is what it is: the animators were able to get the job done with what little time they were probably given- its notable especially during parts like when beerus flicks vegeta and he spirals in place during the battle of gods saga where you can clearly tell the model was just rotated as opposed to each frame being done individually

not to say short cuts havent been done in the past before and they havent worked but this shot in particular just looked so... i dont know- it wasn't the worst thing in the world but it definitely could have been done better

my most obvious gripes however mostly just reside with how everyone looks in dbs. i'm not averse to a shiner, more polished style- personally i'm more of a fan of the older and flatter look but that's what i grew up on so it's more so a preference than legitimate criticism towards super's art style. however what is glaring is that plenty of times characters will just look off or wonky and proportions will just be laughably off or cringeworthy to look at (most people's favorite example would be how lanky gohan looks during a scene in res f)

concerning personal opinions though one thing that always bothers me is just how petite tien looks. throughout db and dbz he's been shown to be a big and bulky guy- hell in the cell saga he's fucking ginormous as he nearly always takes up half the screen when other cast members are there. but in dbs he just looks so small like the rest of the cast. this one's actually valid criticism from my perspective as it's just inconsistent with tien's body type; tien's defining features personally are how big he is, the scar on his chest, his third eye, and the fact he's bald. nearly half his traits are ironically stripped away by his new outfit, by the lack of attempt to make him appear stockier despite his clothes is just distracting to me.

another thing that always bothers me is that- listen, i know goku's kind of hard to draw with his hair. but a lot of times in super there's just something off about how goku looks- maybe his hair's too rigid, maybe the shine makes it look like plastic. who knows: all i know is that it just doesn't feel right and it appears too polished (maybe in that sense the show's animation style can be critiqued in that the shiny quality everyone has makes them appear more like figures than people)

but generally speaking of super as a whole though in regards to animation, it's just not for me. when i say it looks weird sometimes i don't mean the smear/in-between frames or far away shots- i mean shots where everyone's relatively in focus and sized good enough to be able to be drawn properly if given the time. this isn't to say db and dbz werent without their faults in animation as well, but the reason why we don't talk about those two in regards to awkward animation is because the bulk of those series were actually handled with more care and time, thus everything is given more time to be done properly (but like i said- a few frames do slip through the cracks. nothing is perfect after all)

tl;dr - super's animation is mostly passable (pardon the ending- it feels as though a lot more care was put in the last few episodes of super which ill give it credit for) yet the most glaring thing about it is how weird its art style looks, thus distracting us from the actual quality of how things move.

the thing i want everyone to take away from this most importantly though is not to have gripes with the animators themselves but rather the hellish schedules and paychecks they're given: you can't rush art and it's sickening to acknowledge that's what the animation industry thinks you can do and expect an immaculate product (though japan's unhealthy manga and anime industry is a discussion for another day)

[monsterqueers]

YO I remember the ChiRe shit that was such a mess. And then the million other forks that were all the exact same thing but no they're totally different dude trust me. ddlgre cglre chire kidcore kidspace littlespace.. some of these words were their own thing before that whole debacle too which made things extra confusing. And then there'd be general stim blogs just trying to reach a wider audience and would use multiple tags only to have one group or another hounding them for "cross tagging." The content can be exactly the same but if you tag it with two different words that's a no no. you were expected to just know all this automatically even if you weren't part of those specific groups and it was impossible to keep track of because a new one popped up every other week. It was not a fun time to be kinky and autistic.

The worst part is that it started from a mostly genuine and reasonable space; There were indeed traumatized folks who were coping in a non power dynamic way by doing 'childish' things as a therapeutic reparenting thing that wanted and needed wholly nonsexual spaces and there were indeed plural folks with headmates who were young who wanted spaces they could be visibly younger than the body. They shouldnt have been combined AT ALL into one community, much less one operated like this, but it wasnt wrong for these folks to want spaces for them that werent kink spaces. The line between fascination and kink is blurry. Thats fair.

But it had integral problems from the start in radfem logic that just got worse as time went on. The major ones being;

These sorts of spaces they wanted to build could not be made safely in tumblr's environment of public tags, aesthetic-based interaction, and poor nsfw filtering ability. A private forum or DW community would have been better suited.

These spaces of 'involuntarily and also actually cognitively a child younger than the body' and 'pretending to be a child for various reasons' should not be crossed and will get people hurt because they need different things.

These spaces were founded in a very specific trauma culture that without a grounding influence were easily radicalized and manipulated because of said trauma

The minor situation. Which, while yes there is a difference between kink and fascination, the line is very blurry and courts wont make a huge distinction. Allowing minors into places that appear like a well-known kink or involve a relationship style or power dynamic shift is a bad idea that is unsafe for everyone. While the 'caretaker' concept didn't kick off until later, it still appeared enough like a well known kink that people probably could have gotten legally in trouble.

I watched it come into being and lurked in hopes the promised essays and conversations about trauma and body age and voluntary vs involuntary experiences would happen and they never did and instead we got a lingering scar on this hellsite and autistic spaces in general that will probably take years to iron out if it ever does.

The tagging situation also started so reasonably. People on tumblr have no boundaries, and even when asked to knock it off, a small minority of kink blogs would roleplay or comment something nsfw on people's non nsfw posts. Many of these people were minors. Some of these posts were posts about personal trauma. This is an undeniable fact that it happened, and I myself had to block people when I was a minor over people doing this. So the community, who was getting this kind of sexual interaction on their posts that they didn't want would type 'dont reblog to a porn/kink/nsfw blog' or 'no nsfw interactions'. A fair and reasonable boundary that keeps people from making people uncomfortable by mistake. However typing this would get the pornbots on you because of the words and censoring them was irritating, so people made the banners. But then the banners became a byf in image form and the language changed from 'dont reblog to a porn blog pls' to 'dont interact if nsfw/kink'. The person become the problem, not the exposure to the thing. It was at this point the radfem infection became terminal.

When ChiRe splintered due to drama, the crosstagging problem- which was originally just 'dont crosstag chire with the cgl tags' got really wild.

About at that time the stim blogs caught wind of the banners and the community in general as many traumabloggers were autistic and often were in both circles, which spread the banners and tagging culture there and then it breached containment and spread to the whole fuckin site.

See I think if tags werent treated by one faction of people as a community and the other as just a sorting category it would have been less of an issue, but they were. It was a mess.

Being hypersexual+kinky and being autistic and traumatized AND being plural with an ageslider headmate made this a unique and very distressing hellscape to navigate for me.

It was THEE worst community I have ever lurked in. No fandom will ever compare to that cesspool of drama and stress and bullshit and puritanical policing. They did more callouts in their tags then they EVER did actual posts of substance.

Aside note- Kidcore was just an aesthetic tag, often used by toy collectors and such before the ChiRe thing, ChiRe took it over and made a mess.

Littlespace was a term for cgl first and I dont think many ChiRe and other related spinoffs used it? I think it was just 'sfw littles' and ddlgre and cglre folks, and they were widely hated by the rest because they werent totally anti kink.

[temptingempress]

The Mafia’s Princess J.hs (2)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn't want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you'll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperment will change in each story.

Warning: A bit of sexual interaction but nothing too much, weapons, skin damage, cursing, DIOR FREAKING HOSEOK. AKA: SUPERIOR HOSEOK.

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/639443379410927616

Hauling Areum away in his arms from the vent into his arms, he opened the window just to see that the cops and dogs were guarding the entire motel, just waiting for them to come back and attack. He had to think and he had to think fast or else they’ll both be dead meat. He looked around and spotted one place where the dogs nor the cops have reached yet. The garbage bin. Of course, it was disgusting but it was the only chance they got. 

Hoseok’s P.O.V

I sigh as I held Areum close to my chest, there’s no way that she could be seen by the police or else it’s pretty much over for her and her family. I quickly set Areum down being careful not to to injure her even more than I already did. I had some spare time until the cops could reach this area. Taking my jacket off, I carefully wrapped it on her wounded leg so no infection would begin to grow. I had to get her back home and I had to do it fast. There she could be met with a medic. This all has me wondering if I should just drop her off at the place she belongs and leave her be. All I am is trouble in her life. I am in everybody's and I really dont give a shit. I’ve become my own nightmare that lost it’s mercy ten years ago but when it comes to her. I swear I’d do anything. I’ve become so selfish and allowed my heart to become enslaved in chains to her love. To her affection. To the way she smiles or the way the moonlight touches her soft skin. 

Love is tortuous, I feel myself going on a never ending rollercoaster with her. She was the worst thing that ever happened to me but the best thing at the same time. She can’t let me go and that’s the worst part about this relationship because I know at some point she’s going to have to let me go. Not that I want to go. I want to be her dream man and offer everything she wants that she deserves but not off of blood money. I’ve never thought that one time in my life I’d be regretting being a mafia lord. Love is powerful. 

All this goes through my mind as I picked her up once more and jumped into the trash can, where there were a lot of bags. Yes, it’s risky to possibly get stabbed by glass shards or bitten by a rat but it was better than prison. Our landing sound was muffled by the plastic bags. The cops were approaching so I closed the bin and hid myself and Areum to the best of my ability. There happened to be a small hole that I peeped through to see if the cops were going along their way but they weren’t. They were just guarding the whole hotel as well as their dogs. We needed a distraction so I picked up a rusted old wrench and while they werent looking aimed it at the highest window that was out of the cop’s eyesight, so of course they wouldn’t see the wrench. Once the glass broke the cops shouted and ran towards the window, holding their guns up. I took Areum when the coast was clear and silently got out of there, running far away into the woods. Once I was far enough, I slung Areum onto my back and looked into my suitcase for a pager. “I need a car sent to Eastwood Urgently.” 

Eastwood was about 5 miles away but it was the only place where I knew to navigate to from here. My pager dings before a man starts to talk “Yes sir, it will take us fifteen minutes. Parked in the garage sir.”

“Thanks Jungkook. Coming home soon, prepare med for Areum. She got a bog bite...” I looked at Areum’s leg. Lines of slightly opened bloody flesh lined along her legs “And a bit of a scratch.”

As I kept walking on the cops were soon long gone or so I think. You never know in this field of work. I had a long ways to go and there was no way Areum could walk on her feet. She wasn’t very heavy so I could handle it. Walking through nature was quite nice actually. It’s not something I usually do. I had to make it to Eastwood before the sun rose because if not I could get caught by someone. I felt Areum shift her head on my back, and soon her hips.

“Baby?” I say to her as she regains her conscious. I went to a tree and sat her down onto the leaves so she could wake up and I could take a small break before we move again.

Areum’s P.O.V

An instant sting shot onto my leg as if somebody took sharp nails and dragged it along on my skin. “Augh!” I whimpered as I reached for the long bloody scratch. I saw that a sweater was wrapped around my bloody wounds. I don’t even remembered what happened after being in that vent. All I remember was darkness. “It hurts.” my voice cracks as my hands tried to rub down the cut to attempt to make it feel better but my attempts only made it worse. I wasn’t used to all this. I mean, small scars and such were common but this? My eyes began to water as the pain only got worse. It wouldn’t go away. Hoseok knelt towards me, caressing my cheeks. “Hey, you’re alright.” 

~

Areum felt Hoseok’s heavy breaths as he continued to walk with her in his arms. Two hours passed and they were far out of the cop’s sight. They were almost to their destination but Hoseok’s steps became slower. Areum spoke “Stop, I could walk on my own now.”  Hoseok shook his head as he kept walking. Sure, he was tired and he exhausted. He could just pass out right then and there but he wasn’t going to let go of her.  “Hoseok.” Areum spoke louder as her fingers gripped his shirt. “Let me go.” “You’ll get hurt more Areum, I’ve already done enough to you!” He didn’t let go her, he couldn’t let her go but soon enough he had to let her go. “Let’s take a break.” he panted. Areum’s P.O.V

I laughed a little as he had to let me go sooner or later. Some long scratched lined my leg and I still felt the sting but it wasn’t unbearable. I could walk on my own now, well, at least limb. By looking at Hoseok slumped down on a tree I had to walk at this point “Okay, just get on my shoulders.” He panted and knelt down. I chuckled a bit as I tightened the ‘band aid’ Hoseok put on my cut. “No love.” I push Hoseok’s shoulders back up. “I need to start doing things on my own.” Five years ago. Areum’s P.O.V

The evening of the ball was wonderful to say the less but as the sun set over the horizon the part I dreaded came. The dance. Where my parents set up certain men from different kingdoms to dance with me. Expecting me to find my one and only true love but the truth was I liked none of these stuck up petty men. They think they all have me at their fingertips when really they all disgust me. With their pristine suits, perfect smiles, and expensive rings. I was so sick of seeing all of them but especially one of them, Namjoon. 

Namjoon was the richest prince there was. Everyone knew him, loved him, and loathed him. He was the number one running to marry in my parents list but certainly not on mine. Taking a class of champagne before the dance I saw Namjoon coming towards me. Even down to the way he walks irritates me. Even though he didn’t do anything to me I just didn’t want to marry him. I didn’t want him to take me away to wherever he lived and trap me as his little house wife. Oh yeah, might I mention, all of Namjoon’s ex wives told me not to marry him because he’s demanding, bratty, and a so called womanizer.

He gave me a smile and fixed his glasses and I returned with a nice gesture. Coming close he looked down to me, admiring every aspect of my long golden dress. He finally spoke “Good day my lady, I’m looking forward to out dance.”  I just smiled and nodded, just because I hated him didn’t mean I had to be rude to the guy. Even though I really wanted to punch his ass to ten buck two. His next words to me made me gag my champagne. “Maybe I could get more than a dance by the end of tonight.”  He swayed away with a wink. Now I really wanted to get out of this place. That man was the epitome of sickness. The bell rung and it was already time for the dance. All the princesses gathered in front of the princes. I took my position right in front of Namjoon. The kings and queens oversaw from the tall stories. Overlooking their daughters with binoculars, seeing if they could see anything “magical.”

The dance has begun and we all followed the elaborate and precise steps to the rhythm. Princes caught us by our waist and held onto our hands tight. Twirling all around the dance floor I soon was caught by Namjoon. My soon to be king. He smirked down onto me as his hand traveled down my waist. I gave him a naïve smile but I really knew what he was doing all along. I couldn’t be more happy to spin again into another prince’s arms but Namjoon seemed disappointed that my body left his presence.

 The dance went on and on and on. “I think we have found the one for Namjoon, may he have your daughter in marriage?” Namjoon’s father exclaimed loud enough for me to hear. My body went into full shock, I just wanted to get out of there. I knew my parent’s would say yes since they’ve been rooting for us. 

Spinning

Spinning

My eyes caught the guards running outside of the palace, everyone seemed distracted so I decided to discreetly take my leave. I lifted my long golden dress up and ran to where the guards were running towards. They led me all the way outside. I heard one of the guards running close so I pressed my back onto the brick wall surrounded by bushes so they wouldn’t see me.  “There he is!” One of them yelled and chased after a man. I tried to get a closer look but all I could see was a leather black mask and all black attire. He seemed to have a black turtle neck a buckles along his chest. Strange, how could he even get into the castle’s quarters. I knew I shouldn’t of but I followed the thief, looking for some new excitement. The guards lost him but I knew exactly where he was heading, the maze. He was taking a shortcut to the maze. One that could be missed by the guards. It was strange that he knew where everything was in this castle, was he one of our workers before? He entered the maze and I came after him. I saw something shiny in his hands, aw it was my bracelet. As I followed I stepped on the noisiest branch. 

Dang

The thief turned back, pulling out a black gun and it sure did look terrifying. Something that’s never allowed on the grounds of the castle. “Who goes there.” He spoke. “Come out or I will shoot.” 

I didn’t really have a choice, the last thing I wanted to do tonight was get shot. Well, maybe it was better than getting engaged to Namjoon. I came out of the bushes and allowed my dress to flow down. I bowed at the thief lifting two sides of my dress up. Once I analyzed his face might I say... He wasn’t bad looking, he looked pretty good for a thief actually. “Princess Bailey.”  The thief stood there for a bit, probably in shock he’s seeing me out of anyone. Hoseok’s P.O.V

 This day couldn’t get anymore stranger. I put the bracelet in my pocket but held the gun tight in my hand. I wasn’t afraid to get royal blood splattered on my clothes. “Who do you come with. Where are the guards.” For some reason she just stood in front of me. Staring me down as if I was some sort of toy in the toy store. She took a step closer to me but I took two steps back, holding my gun higher to her head. If I shot at anytime she would for sure dead. This was one bold princess. She spoke once again “That bracelet, it’s mine. But, you could have it.” “I wasn’t asking.” “What is it for might I ask? Will you pawn it?” She seemed super calm when seeing a whole criminal right in front of her. The biggest one of Korea that is. “It’s for someone.” “Oh a gift? How kind of you sir. If you asked me I would’ve gave it to you.”  “You don’t even know me. “ “Who are you then.” The princess smiled as she stepped closer again “I come in peace, please lower your gun.”  Not budging still I get a small intercom out of my pocket and spoke “Bring the helicopter in the maze.” “Helicopter? That’s not very discreet. This castle is filled with security tools. You’ll surely get shot down.” She sung as her heels kicked the rocks on the ground. I thought about it and she did have a point. “Cancel the helicopter..” I turned the intercom off and looked at the princess. “Okay, then what do you suggest?” The princess smiled and turned to me. Happy that I gave her an inch. This may be a big trap but at this point I didn’t have a choice. 

“Follow me.” She hums.

-

Hello everyone, I hoped you liked the part two of the Mafia’s Princess. Now you know a little backstory, I’m curious if anybody reads my story. If so could you please comment or anonymously tell me so I am more encouraged to continue it? Thank you so much and tell me what you think so far. I might accept request pretty soon! Thank you so much for reading :)

[brelione]

Meet Billie Maybank

Heres everything you need to know about her before the series starts.I dont know when i’ll post the first chapter but Maybank!OC X Rafe won the vote.

BIllie is older than JJ,1 year and four months to be exact.

She’s overprotective of JJ,known to put herself between him and Luke so she recieves the beatings instead of him.He’s yelled at her several times for it,calling her an idiot but she doesnt care.

She’s a known theif,sometimes going around beaches and taking beer and snacks from people’s coolers.

She may not look it but she is one scary bitch.She carries a lighter on her at all times,often threatening to set people on fire with it when she doesnt get what she wants.

Over the years shes gotten Luke to fear her after setting his leg hair on fire and completely burning the lower half of his left leg.

She doesnt have a boyfriend but could probably get any guy she wants.She’s known to flirt with people for fun,liking the power that she has.

She doesnt do things unless they benefit her or JJ.

She intends on getting legal custody over her younger brother when she turns 18,acting as more of a mother for him than a sister.

She’s a pretty good surfer but prefers to people watch most of the time.

She’ll go after anyone who wrongs her or JJ.It doesnt even matter who it is,it could be Rafe Cameron or just some random pogue that called him a bitch.

She’s broken into a handful of houses to take money or jewlery,never taking enough for them to notice though.

She likes Kiara most out of all of JJ’s friends,always checking in on the brunette to make sure that everyone is nice to her.Then she found out about Sarah Cameron,deciding to fuck up the girls life just a little bit.She didnt hold a lighter to her hair or anything like that,instead deciding to steal her packages for a week and leave the girl in a bitter mood.

She has a scar on her left hip and one on her rib cage from a particularly bad beating with brass knuckles.

She’s stalked Barry before,seeing him as a threat to JJ’s safety.She had sat in his room,watching him sleep from the corner.He had taken a lot of shit that night,in a sleep so deep that he didnt feel the cold end of her lighter pressed against his beard.

She’s on the quiet side,rarely talking unless its threatening someone or asking her brother how he had been.

She preferred JJ to stay at John.B’s because it was safest for him.

She’s gone to a few boneyard parties,deciding that they werent meant for her.

Her nickname is “Bill” but only JJ can call her that.

Luke wanted a boy which is the reason she got a masculine name.JJ always found it funny at doctors appointements when her name would get called and she would stand up.The nurse always expected that JJ would be Billie and Billie would be JJ but everyone reacted different.

She wears either black or white most of the time,JJ’s clothes also being hers.They always shared which meant if she were to buy new clothes she couldnt buy anything too feminine and it had to be very oversized on her so it could fit JJ too.

She has to be strong all the time so she isnt vulnerable,scared that Luke would use that as an advantage.She doesnt want JJ to see her break down either so she just has to pretend that shes fine even when she isnt.

She likes the colors pink and yellow a lot but doesnt own anything that is pink or yellow.

She doesnt own much outside of oversized clothes,lighters and a backpack.

She’s constantly doing pull ups on tree branches to make sure she has enough upper body strength just in case.

Her and JJ have been planning their life after she becomes an adult for years.The ideal plan would to have their own small house and get good jobs to save up enough money so she wouldnt have to steal anymore.

She’s really manipulative and is good at messing with people’s emotions,able to gain their trust after a single conversation.Thats another thing that makes her scary,she knows enough about everyone on the island from people watching that she could ruin their lives.

SHe never takes off her shoes,knowing that if she does she’d probably get glass or a screw in her foot.

She’s done some strange jobs for kooks before.That includes cleaning animal bones up from bushes for $800 with no questions asked.

She hates being touched.She’s fine with hugging JJ every once in a while but anyone else will be slapped if they even try.

If JJ tells her he’ll be gone at John.B’s for two weeks she’ll leave the house,glad to know that he wouldnt be there.She didnt really have anywhere to go,usually ending up on long walks on the beach,falling asleep and watching the people bring their coolers and abandon them to go in the water.

Her favorite thing ever is to steal people’s clothes and hide them around the beach.

Her hair is usually messy and smells of salt because Luke doesnt have enough money to pay the water bill.Sometimes she’ll shower at Kiara’s house but most of the time will have to wash her hair in a public bathroom sink when it gets too oily.

She likes to sleep when she can,usually when Luke isnt yelling about something.

She’s always wanted a pet rabbit.She doesnt know why,she just likes the idea of being able to touch something soft and have control over something in her life.

Shes average height (Around 5′4) but she doesnt know her exact height.She hasnt been to a doctors office for a check up in four years.

She has depression and PTSD but cant really go to a therapist because of her situation,usually just writing down thoughts and burning the paper afterwards.

She has a habit of chewing up to three packs of gum a day because its cheap and almost feels like she’s eating actual food.

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