#this is so crap pls forgive me

[rin-solo]

Hello and welcome to some silly Vengeance Saga doodles including my contribution to the elite "Poseidon and Athena share a hospital room" concept :3

Ft. Traumatized to Unhinged Odysseus and Vlogger Hermes

[spin-in-time]

If you prefer the newer seasons of ninjago over the older seasons (pilot-s5/s7) we are fundamentally different people

[snekdood]

Commercial food brands:

People aren't buying your products bc you put milk in everything and no vegan options. People are learning that eating SO MUCH MILK AND MEAT is NOT actually great for you and your body and also makes ya constipated. I think maybe yall should invest in vegan options and alternatives to your popular products, then you wont lose so many people to being fed up and ultimately resorting to cooking for themselves since like most every popular food brand has 0 alternatives.

[avcdgrdn]

what if the OG mystery trio was born in 1997 instead of the 50's? welcome to my very self-indulgent AU:

[ explanation & more info below cut 😏 ] ↓ ↓ ↓

my fancy lil' name for the AU is RWFF [ rewind, fast forward ]

having been born at the very beginning of gen Z, this puts the trio at around 27 years old present day! it's a modern AU with a little bit of seasoning to it ...

no bill cipher [ let my boys be happy & un-traumatized ]

by 2014: the machine incident still happens, but stan never gets disowned: he apologizes, ford forgives him & stands up for him when his father gets mad. this allows stan to stay in the house, and he never sets out on his own.

staying true to canon, ford attends backupsmore, meets fiddleford, and does like a crap ton of PHDs until he receives the massive grant that allows him to explore gravity falls. however, since he never meets bill cipher, he never delves into the portal project. instead, he finds massive success with all of his other paranormal discoveries and ingenious inventions [ COUGH filthy rich COUGH ]

all throughout his studies, ford would often contact fiddleford for assistance on random projects. they hung out a lot for sure and got super close :)

meanwhile, stanley's chillin & working with a car repair shop back in new jersey. thanks to ford, his family is really well off, so he doesn't necessarily urgently need to provide for himself. he takes an interest in cars, so he loves his job. he keeps in touch with his twin almost every day [ we love smartphones ]

by 2024: having found such good success in gravity falls, ford remembers his twin brother & extends the invitation for stan to move in with him so that they can work on the stan-o-war together, which he readily accepts. :D

present day: stan & ford are living together in gravity falls & working on the stan-o-war. [ basically what the canon timeline twins end up doing after many more years ]

fiddleford often comes to visit, either for a scientific project or just to chill with the twins. he's also a successful inventor, just in a different font [ he for sure has that manor fr 🤑 ]

the beauty of this being present day is the aesthetics:

ford heavily identifies with the classic academia aesthetic

fidds takes on a 70's artsy-fartsy hippie granola guy aesthetic [ septum piercing & tattoos fidds pls save me ]

stan sticks to street fashion/racer jackets for suuure. he's thinking about getting into motorcycles... he heard that chicks really dig that nowadays.

so like ........ yeah 🕺

who would you date first please lmk 😘

[gabberpopsexclusive]

i saw someone writing about tanning in nude with joost😈😈😈

he would def get a boner

yess omg

i think i saw that fic a while back and it did give me insane thoughts

because omg

he just loves you so much he cant help ittt especially when u look so sexy tanning, like laying out in the sun naked (or wtv u imagine yourself in if u dont wanna be!), hiding literally nothing, how cant he get a boner from that, cmon!!

its so sweet that he needs you so bad, even when youre doing nothing to work him up :(

i can imagine him just showering you with compliments, telling you how sexy you are and how beautiful your body is (my brain would short circuit erm)

it definitely transitions into him begging to fuck you, and then him DRAGGING YOU inside if you say yes

lets just say yall have an amazing time in the bedroom (soft slow sex methinks) hes so loving and needy, he just loves you so much !!

pls forgive him for interrupting ur tanning sesssion he just cant resist (he'd probably go "THE SUN CAN WAIT >:(" in a funny way) (hes right)

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im tired this might be crap

[soulsdontbreaktheybeeend]

Free and yet so trapped. Part 1

Summary: this takes place some time after the end of folie a deux. If you're wondering how that is possible... stay tuned and find out. :)

It's Arthur Fleck x y/n, or is it Joker x y/n? Hm. :)

I'm a bit rusty. So pls forgive me.

words: 1,528

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The stillness of the night accompanied you on your way home. The light from the street lamps shone faintly over the walls of the buildings. The wet streets reflected a blend of the lanterns, yellow-orange light combined with the red and green glow of the traffic lights.

The clacking of your boots on the worn asphalt of Gotham's sidewalks, the only sound to be heard. The rain from earlier in the evening had left puddles on the potholed streets of the city.

Your attention was focused on the few cars that were passing you. Attention that they were lacking. They would just drive through the puddles as you pass. They're not the ones who would get hit by a wave of dirty water from the road. They wouldn't have to rush home soaking wet for the remaining minutes. Crossing your arms, you hugged your coat closer to your body to provide you with more warmth and ward off the cold autumn wind.

You sniffled, as the cold, wet weather made your nose tickle.

As you turned the corner, a cab pulled up on your side of the street. Three doors opened.

There seemed to be a heated conversation going on, their voices grew louder as the three people got out of the car.

“And yet another day of this crap.”

You sighed as you saw them take up the entire sidewalk.

“It’s unbelievable!”

The cab drove off, you walked closer to them. Your eyes narrowed to slits, as if it made you realize more clearly that you knew these three people in passing.

As you got closer to them, you greeted them briefly with a hey, released your hand from your folded arms for a brief, casual wave, but kept walking. In the turmoil of the discussion, they didn't even acknowledge your voice nor the small movement of your hand. They had simply stepped aside to make space for a stranger on the sidewalk.

Their conversation continued and you picked up on their words. You became more aware as you had walked past and formed contexts. Now fully able to process the statements.

“That other psycho at Arkham should’ve done a better job.” He was referring to the stabbing. The others laughed and nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, they can't even pull that off. They're all a bunch of lowlifes.”

„I mean, this Joker guy is completely insane. Celebrates himself as this clown figure, then whines about it in court, wants nothing more to do with it and now he's changed his mind again? How many times is this guy going to do that? How many buildings is he going to burn down? They should have just let him bleed to death, instead of bringing him to the hospital.”

All three of them laughed.

Apparently there had been a new report on the car radio. About him. About new riots and havoc in the city.

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Arthur leaned against the facade of a building. The light from the street lamps failed to illuminate the narrow alley. Leaving it completely in the dark.

He took refuge in the silence and darkness. To just be. A few minutes to himself. Without the constant hustle and bustle, without the noise, without his followers and the chaos they brought with them. Even without her. Or especially without her?

Arthur became aware of the small group right at the start of the intense conversation. They pulled him out of his rest. In a way that couldn't have been worse. Every word hit him like a punch in the gut. The scars on his stomach itched.

He let the back of his head drop against the cold wall of the building.

He would have been more than willing to blow up the conversation. To tell them that things were completely different. Tell them the truth. But would they really care?

They wouldn’t.

He slumped to the ground.

His red suit jacket pushed up his back as it rubbed against the bricks of the building. A mixture of damp dust and grime rubbed into the soft fabric. His head hanging down, his gaze cast downwards, hands folded over his head in shame of the chaos he has to cause for one reason only.

To stay alive.

To shield himself from any more goddamn harm. Though it’s not a life. It’s surviving. Like it always has been for him. They only thing that had changed - he has men around him who protect him. One fear less, but more alone than ever.

At least alive.

It were moments like this, in which he wondered if it was really fair to be alive when all this was happening for it.

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“Yeah! And now all this crap is a burden on the whole city and its people."

As if the city wasn't eating itself with its corruption, you thought. You struggled to keep walking. Every further statement you heard slowed you down. Every step filled you with more and more anger. You could feel it creeping through your body. Building up.

“The amount of shit this guy fabricates just because he's an absolutely terrible comedian and had had a bad childhood.”

“Who says it's all true anyway...”

Your eyes widened in disbelief of what you just heard. You scoffed. Loudly.

“Oh for fucks sake.”, you mumbled and rolled your eyes in disbelief of what you were about to do.

“You weren't there when God distributed brains, minds and hearts, now were you?”, you turned.

You defended him. You were surprised at yourself for getting involved in a conversation that you have nothing to do with. It was unlike you and you couldn’t think of a time you’ve had ever done that before. Especially not when it had been such a stupid bullshit talk. And now you did that for Arthur Fleck.

A man you only knew from television. From police reports, excerpts from the news and above all from the court hearing that was broadcast on live television. Which was still a disgusting thing to do, you thought. You remember the judge admonished Fleck and reminded him that the courtroom is not a stage.

You remember even more vividly how you almost jumped off the sofa when you happened to see that clip about it on the news. What else could it be with all those cameras? You thought the judge was a total idiot. It made you feel infuriated. When you then saw how he stared wordlessly for what felt like an eternity directly into the filming live camera, you immediately realized. He's thinking the same damn thing. And he is so helpless and lost in this society.

It wasn't the first time, and particularly not the first time that day, that you’ve heard people talk about him like that. You grew sick of it because almost every human being in this city seemed to be blind. Everyone failed him. When all he needed was someone to really attentively listen to him.

And the ranting here on the street just broke the camel's back.

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„Who the fuck do you think you are, one of his-, wait.. y/n.. is… is that you?!“, one of the men realized as you slowly walked back over to them a few steps.

The woman also had something to say. “She's probably turned into another Harley Quinn knock-off.”, laughing hysterically.

“You are all so self-limited.”, you exploded. “Just because he’s had a terrible childhood blah blah.”, you imitated him with a stupid man like voice. “Are you even just a little bit aware of what this man had to endure? But no wait, I can answer that question myself.”, your facial expressions and gestures took the piss out of them. “No, you are not. Because everyone of you has got such a limited mind and are most concerned with yourselves.”

They didn't take you seriously, “Pff.. who cares man. All he can do is tell a lot of bad jokes. He's a total fool.”

„Yeah, and now that he’s got that freak bitch by his side, he thinks he’s the King of Gotham. They’re just losers wearing clown costumes.“

„Okay.“ You leave fast. Full of anger, but in loss of words. This whole argument drained you of whatever energy you had left.

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Arthur got pulled out of his negative gnawing thoughts, by your defending words. He released the firm grip of his hands on his head to search for the owner of the voice. He peered over, the streetlights shone a decent light on the three former cab passengers, but he couldn’t see the fourth person who was arguing with them, defending him, obscured by the corner of the building's wall.

He heard your shoes clacking on the asphalt. Arthur immediately felt the urge of his body wanting to follow you. The three others had a quick laugh about you and then went in the other direction.

Perfect, Arthur thought to himself. As he stood up from his crouch, he straightened his suit jacket and sneaked curiously to the end of the building to take a look around the corner.

Hoping you hadn't already turned the next corner.

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Part 2

[katsu28]

🍭 lollipop - 25. “Don’t do that. Don’t push me away. I can’t help it” From list 4 with steve??? pls and ty honey <3333

thank you for this request sweet anon! i hope you like it <3 even if it is just a pile of angst oops

steve harrington x reader, 1.2k, general tw for depression (it's not explicitly stated but it's kinda implied)

Steve knew something in you had changed when you slowly stopped hanging out with everyone. Even when you did join them, he noticed that you weren’t entirely there. You always seemed a million miles away, smiles a little too forced, eyes a little too hollow. Where there used to be warmth that made everything seem a little brighter, there was nothing but hardness in your gaze, like the light in you had been snuffed out. 

It was like you were becoming a shell of the person you once were, right before his very eyes. 

And he understood why, because he’d gone down the same path the first time he witnessed the horrors of the Upside Down. How could someone face everything that you all had and not come out the other end a different person? 

Steve wanted to be there for you—show you that you weren’t alone, that you had someone who could help. That you had him. He just had to figure out how. 

That was how he found himself hovering on your doorstep tonight, shifting from foot to foot as he waited for you to answer his constant knocking. It seemed like an eternity before the door swung open to reveal you standing on the other side of it, wrapped in a blanket and peering out at him in confusion. 

“Steve?” Your brow furrowed, hands gripping the edges of the blanket to draw it tighter around yourself. 

“Hi. Can I come in?” 

“I don’t think—” 

“Please?” You opened the door a little wider for him, moving to the side wordlessly as he hurried across the threshold and headed straight for the living room. You followed him, taking a seat on the couch and watching him pace back and forth in front of you for a good while until he finally stopped. 

Steve turned to you, letting out a deep breath. “I had an entire speech planned out in my head on what I was gonna say to you, but now that I’m here I’ve forgotten everything, so forgive me if I’m, like, rambling a lot, and I’m sorry if I sound pushy or anything, I just—I need you to know this.” 

You hesitated a beat before answering, wary of what he was about to say to you. “Okay.” 

“I know what you’re going through right now, Y/N. Well, not exactly what you’re going through, but I get it. Hell, I’ve even gone through it myself. This saving the world shit is fucking awful, I get it. It’s like, the world is fine, but you’re…not. Not you, specifically, I mean, but us. We’re not fine.” He blurted, hands moving a million miles a minute in gestures that might’ve been a tad too crazed, but he couldn’t stop himself. “You feel like you’re suffocating in your own thoughts all the time, and you keep replaying everything in your head, wondering if things would’ve ended the same way if you’d just tried something else, or gotten to Eddie a little faster. You feel like you’re never gonna be okay ever again, but I’m here to tell you that you will be. You’re gonna be okay, because I’m here for you. And I know that sounds like a load of crap, I thought so too after everything, but I promise, I’m here for you, anything you need.” 

He halted in his pacing once more to look at you, pleading honey eyes boring into yours. You glanced away immediately, focusing on the lamp in the corner of the room, because the longer you looked at him, the more the defenses you put up would start to crack. “You can yell at me, throw things at me, tell me you hate the world and everything in it, tell me you hate me—I don’t care. I just want you to let me help you.” 

You pressed your lips together, fists clenching under your blanket. “I don’t need your help, Steve. And I appreciate the effort, but I’m fine.” 

“You’re my best friend and I love you, you know that. So you know that I mean it in the nicest way when I say, no you’re not. You’re not fine, Y/N, and I know that because I know you. I know you’re not sleeping, I know you’re barely eating, and I know that you’re scared and angry and confused and about a hundred other different emotions that you can’t pinpoint., because…y’know, who wouldn’t feel the same after everything that's happened?” Steve couldn’t help the bitter chuckle that fell from his lips at his own words, because it was true. 

Even he still felt the same way most of the time, terrified that something else would happen and it would be right back to square one, all of you fighting a war against something the bounds of which you couldn’t even begin to understand, but fighting anyway because if you didn’t, no one would.

“And I wish I could take away everything bad in the world from you, but I can’t. All I can do is help you through it, if you let me.” He said defeatedly, kneeling in front of you.

His hands rested on your knees, the warmth of his palms spreading through your whole body. “I can’t lose you, okay? Not after everything else we’ve lost. I need you, Y/N. You’re my best friend, and I need you. So I’m sorry if I sound like an asshole right now, but whatever tough ‘I can handle it on my own’ thing you’ve got going on here, don’t do that. Don’t push me away.” 

“I can’t help it.” You whispered, lip trembling. When you finally met Steve’s gaze, your eyes were bright with unshed tears, and he was next to you instantly, wrapping his arms around you tighter than you ever thought possible. His hug was the final nail in the coffin, the last crack in your wall that sent it crumbling to the ground. You buried your face into his chest as sobs shook your body, clutching at him like he was your lifeline as you let every feeling all out into the fabric of his sweatshirt, barely hearing the reassurances he whispered into your hair. 

You’d never cried like this in front of anyone before, not even him, and after you’d finally stopped hiccupping, you felt strangely lighter. Still the same as before, but a little bit like the weight on your shoulders had been lessened just by knowing Steve was here. He wiped your tear tracks away with his sleeve gently, pressing a kiss to your temple. 

“I’m sorry, Steve. I didn’t mean to shut you out.” You sniffled, inhaling a shuddering breath. Steve made a noncommittal noise, taking one edge of your blanket and squeezing himself under it, squishing even closer to you.

“Hey, no. You don’t be sorry. Just promise me you’ll let me help you through this.” 

You held out your pinky towards him. “I promise.” 

“Good.” He linked his own pinky around yours, giving it a firm shake. “Now let’s try and get some sleep, okay? What can I do for ya? I can sing a little something, if you want. Some Tears for Fears, perhaps?” 

You let out a watery chuckle. “Not Tears for Fears, please.” 

“Whoa, what’s wrong with Tears for Fears?” 

“Nothing. Just…stay here with me?” 

“Okay.” He said softly, rubbing his thumb over your shoulder. “I can do that.” He wouldn’t even dream of leaving. Not now, not ever. 

[meowcatsposts]

Hey there I have an idea for an avatar the way of water fic its slightly angsty but hear me out pls!

So y/n sully, has been missing for most of the day and no one seemed to notice, until they show up at ronals hut cover in bruises, cuts from weapons, even the hair on there que has been choped off and there que has cuts on it. All of this was caused by the teens of the village, who brought them outside of the reef and attacked them, leaving them for dead. Y/n is a tired, bloody mess chooses to run to there bansie/ikran with the plan to leave. And well they do and no one noticed they left, not even there family. Only ao'nung noticed and it shook him with grief, he loved y/n.

Whether or not y/n comes back, is up to you! You don't haft to write the part where y/n gets the crap beat out of them if u don't want! Thank u!

Alone [Ao'nung]

✎⁾⁾⁾ notes:

angsty at first!

reader is metkayina & characters are probably OOC

I really needed some inspiration, so tysm for your idea anon! I'm also really sorry it took me so long to write this, I hope you'll forgive me 🙏

I changed some things from the req to fit my previous story, I hope you're alright with it!

Overview: You get beaten up by some assholes who happen to not like the Sullys, so you run away. Heartbroken, Ao'nung sets out to find you.

Ronal stifled a horrified gasp. Gashes, everywhere. Deep purple bruises, all over your skin.

“Who did this to you?” she whispered madly. “Come.”

Every touch, no matter how light, stung sharply. Why me? you thought bitterly. Hot tears welled in your eyes but you furiously blinked them back, refusing to give in to the hurt. Time blurred by and you vaguely recalled Ronal asking you a few questions, but couldn’t remember what. Was it about your queue? The blood? Everything seemed to fade away, and you couldn’t care less.

You were gliding across the water with your ilu now. At least those pricks didn’t dare to touch your ride; they were smart enough for that, it seemed. Its hide was smooth, no blemishes in sight, and a tiny smile threatened to ghost your lips. The salty sea, on the other hand, burned your skin raw, but you paid no heed to it. Your heart ached far worse. 

Tenderly, you ran your aching fingers over the piece of fine jewelry on your neck, thinking of how badly you wished for Ao’nung to be here with you. You reminisced about the day he gifted it to you. How red his cheeks burned, and how red yours were, too. Another sad smile ghosted your lips. What would he think of you now? Gone and grieving, probably. You loved him, so so much and you choked up with tears. Maybe you could leave Awa’atlu and find another island. Find different, kinder people. But to leave Ao’nung behind…

You gazed down at your ilu, and it whistled somberly.

Ao’nung wondered where you were. He hadn’t seen you all day, and it was driving him mad. Did he say something to upset you, to hurt you? Heart pounding, he combed through your conversations in his head. To his relief, nothing. Then…surely you were curled up in your marui, feeding the tiny fish, right? He had to be right. 

But he was utterly, terribly wrong. 

There was no sign of you no matter how hard he looked, and his stomach began to churn. His heart raced. His breath ran short. Where were you? Maybe you were lounging at the seawall terraces, where the both of you would share stories together. Not there. By the shore, playing with Tuk and the ilu? Not there, either. In the Sully family’s marui? No. Heck, he even asked Neteyam and Lo’ak about your whereabouts, but the boys just pursed their lips and shook their heads. Ao’nung searched everywhere like a rabid dog, his eyes blown wide, ears keen to any sound of you. He needed to know where you were. He was utterly empty without you.

Finally having enough he stormed into his family marui, tail thrashing and ears flattened. A pungent aroma attacked his senses, but he couldn’t care less–at least for now. In his sight appeared his mother, sitting on the woven floor and grinding furiously.

“Where’s (Y/N)?” he pressed. Sure, he knew to keep his temper in check–especially around his parents–but this was about you. He had to know.

“I don’t know.” Ronal’s eyes were as somber as his, as she huffed, “I asked questions, but no answer.” Her eyes flickered back to the mortar in front of her. In it was the source of the odor–a paste, still gritty. 

“What’s the salve for?” Ao’nung pressed. His heart sunk, just a little lower; deep inside, he knew what it was for. He just knew.

Ronal pursed her lips, knowing her son would hate her answer. 

“(Y/N) came in with wounds. So many of them…” She sighed, pressing and swirling the pestle. Her face was torn with anguish, and so was her son’s. “I don’t know who did it, and I tried to ask, but nothing.”

Ao’nung paced around madly. The only assholes who’d even think of hurting you was that dishonorable, abhorrent lot. Sure, maybe he’d been one of them, but not enough to hurt. Never enough to hurt. Ronal gazed at her son worriedly, for it was a first of him to be this uptight. She could feel the bitterness boiling over him.

“Ao’nung–” she started. The last thing she wanted was her son missing, too.

“I’m going to find (Y/N).” 

And with that, Ao’nung flew out of the marui.

“Ao’nung!” Ronal rushed out after him, but it was too late. He was gone.

It was nightfall now. The waters turned black, and dim candescence webbed its cool surface. You sighed, tears pricking at your eyes. You were tired, hungry, and hurting, and your ilu was, too. It didn’t help that murky thoughts clouded your mind, either. Your ilu chirped forlornly so you stroked its neck, littered with luminous marks, in hopes of soothing it. Guilt overcame you. Perhaps it was better to return, you thought. The poor creature was suffering as much as you, after all. Biting your lip, you rubbed your glittering necklace between your fingers. What would Ao’nung be doing now? you wondered. Is he wondering where you went? Did his heart ache as much as yours did? Was he even looking for you? More tears burned your eyes as they threatened to spill over and you suppressed a shudder as another wave of anguish crashed into you and then–

“(Y/N)!” 

Ao’nung.

“(Y/N)!” 

You’d recognize that voice anywhere. How could you not? The sweet voice that calms your nerves. The rough voice that you roll your eyes at. It was so long–too long–since you’ve heard him, and your heart leapt with joy? Fear? You couldn’t tell, but one thing was certain: it was him. Him whose gaze turned soft when looking at you. Him who could listen to you talk forever. Him, who was home. But what were you going to tell him? Would he listen this time? You steadied your breath and gripped the handle between your ilu’s queues tighter, eyes flitting to find him.

“Ao’nung…? Wh–”

The ocean engulfed you, cold water rushing all over your skin. When you broke the surface Ao’nung was there, right in front of you. 

“I missed you,” he cried, taking you into his arms. “I missed you so much.” 

He held you tight and stroked your hair with shaky hands. He almost lost you, after all. 

“It took me so long to find you…I didn’t know where you were,” he blubbered. “I looked everywhere, you know, and I still couldn’t find you! I was about to give up, but–” Ao’nung cleared his throat, remembering he needed to be strong for you. After taking a few shaky breaths he murmured beside your ear, “But now you’re here. With me.” 

Tears poured down your cheeks. Your heart pounded against your ribcage. Just for a little moment, just for a little, you forgot about the pain. You hugged Ao’nung just as tight–even tighter, perhaps–feeling his warmth against your cold fingers. The tears wouldn’t stop as they ran in streams down your face, onto Ao’nung’s shoulder. He couldn’t care one bit; you were in his arms, alive, and that’s what mattered. His hands tenderly ghosted over your back, your nape and arms, and they rested on your waist as he pulled slowly back to look at you. To his dismay you shrunk away, trying hard to hide your battered body. 

“Look at me.” Ao’nung sighed as he wiped the tears beading at the corners of your eyes.

Open wounds littered your skin. They screamed at Ao’nung, and his blood boiled. Who dare touch you like that? He bit his lip to suppress the slew of curses bubbling in his throat. Not in front of you. Not now. That’d be saved for later, he decided. 

You shifted under Ao’nung’s intense scrutiny. Thinking it’d help him calm down, you cupped his face and whispered, “Look, the necklace you gave me.”

Ao’nung’s gaze drifted to your neck, and a smile ghosted his lips. You still had his gift on–a sign you were his, and his only. It was tarnished, sure, but it was there, resting beautifully on your skin. He slid his fingers through yours and squeezed tightly. 

“Let’s go back,” he said, tilting his head toward the ilu. “Together.”

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[stef-rambles]

started watching the wind breaker anime some weeks ago and got so hooked on it that I immediately switched to the manga and boiii...

I'm literally done for. like, I'm such a goner for the story in general and all the characters...

there are just so many amazing characters and ships and I cAN'T DECIDE WHICH ONE'S MY FAV YET BC THEY'RE ALL JUST SO GOOD ugh

but there's one ship that already grew so much on me and it's, ofc, a throuple (yea, no shit sherlock, this is me we're talking about after all)

anyway...

lemme rant about SuoSakuNirei for a bit to get this outta my system 😩 (I hope I got the ship name right, pls forgive me if not 🥲)

I'll try to keep it spoiler free but I won't guarantee it, so pls beware, just in case

I can totally see how they complement one another with their personality traits and abilities, and while I can absolutely see Nirei being completely upfront about stuff, like how he mostly is, Suo would, ofc, be the one teasing all the time (duh!), and Sakura would just be his flustered and blushy, bratty self (he's so cute pls 😩)

yet, the moment a situation gets serious or they're in a fight, one can easily notice how much they respect, value, and depend on each other. they'd work together in synch, like clockwork, and nobody would even be able to so much as breathe into any of their direction bc they would always have each others' backs and protect one another

but I can also totally picture them enjoy spending time and being silly together, and to just relax in each other's company during their off times

Suo would probably read a book in silence with a soft and content smile on his lips, while casually drinking tea, and absentmindedly stroking Nirei's hair, whose head is laying on Suo's lap

and Nirei would excitedly update Sakura about all the new info the blonde has gathered about whoever he got the chance to observe in their last fights or during whichever meeting they had, while gesturing wildly with his notebook in hand and more than once almost knocking it against Suo's head, who simply dodges it

Sakura, on the other hand, would sit across them both, stiff and upright with arms crossed over his chest, and cheeks flushed in a most beautiful shade of scarlet as he desperately tries his best not to combust whenever he sneaks a peek at Suo and Nirei. and all the while an internal fight is raging in his mind about whether he wants to join them or tries to convince himself that that's bullshit and he's certainly gone insane now, bc how could he actually want that?! (a.k.a. affection 😒)

but they'd still challenge each other, especially Sakura with his cheeky mouth would still constantly blabber about wanting to fight Suo and Nirei, too

and Suo would tease Sakura until he'd lunge at him but Nirei would immediately scold them both to cut the crap and yes– they would actually listen to him 🤭

or they would settle on arm-wrestling, which would end in Sakura literally combusting and sputtering incoherent words and sentences bc Nirei won against him –by unfair means– bc Suo told Nirei beforehand to surprise Sakura by suddenly giving him a kiss before he could win 🤭

and it would all end up in Nirei and Suo laughing wholeheartedly as Sakura only watches them, stunned to silence, while his mind's reeling, the same word repeating itself over and over in there

*cute*

before he startles, blushes furiously, and hastily stumbles out of the room bc he's totally overwhelmed by his emotions...

🥹🥹🥹

[intheticklecloset]

(Lycoris Recoil!!!!!) serious girl’s life changed by cheerful “no-murder”-born-killer. interesting villain. gay. (Also the ed is a banger!!!!)

I think I cheated a little but pls forgive me 🙏

OMG this looks so chaotic and fun and cute?? When you say it's gay do you mean it's a sapphic romance? I've been trying to find more of those in anime. I've seen Bloom Into You (and I think there may have been one more but my memory is crap). I've definitely added it to the list! 💖

[bullet-prooflove]

Hii love your writing is brilliant could you do “it’s dangerous, the things we do” for Sanchez pls thanks.

Prequel to the Aftermath Series (What Happens After Sanchez Leaves SWAT): 

Sleepless - Sanchez can’t sleep when he knows your leaving.

- Home - After spending a year apart Sanchez finally returns home.

- Close (NSFW) - Rodrigo needs to have you close.

- Park Life - Rodrigo decides it’s time for you to meet the most important people in his life.

Sanchez has always known that he’s playing with fire, sleeping with you could bring a world of hurt down on your heads. He’ll get a slap on the wrist but you, you’ll get disciplined and a reputation. In the beginning he hadn’t given a shit, you were a big girl, you could take care of yourself but now he’s developed feelings and crap like that matters to him.

The two of you have been together almost a year at this point and he’s started to think in the long term. You can’t keep this relationship a secret forever, there have already been a few close calls which means one of you needs to make a change. He has a long established career already and you, you’re making waves already. They’re trying to make you the poster girl for women in SWAT, you’re resisting at the moment but he knows it’s only a matter of time before you relent.

When the security job comes up he takes it immediately. He figures it’s better to as for forgiveness than for permission and this way he stops you from doing something stupid like trying to give up your own career for the sake of this relationship.

Unfortunately Luca opens his big mouth before he gets the chance to tell you and he finds himself staring down both barrels when he drops by your apartment that night.

“Why?” You ask him incredibly as he hangs his jacket on the coat hook by the  door.  “Why would you do this?”

His dark eyes fasten on yours as his palms coming to rest on your shoulders.

“Because at some point it’s going to come down to the job or us and that’s a choice I didn’t want you to have to make.” He tells you, his thumb tracing over the curve of your cheek. “So I did instead, I chose you.”

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[despair-to-future-arcs]

You’re insulting Nagi’s friend Akane.

Ye-Yeah... I notice I did, sorry about that...

It's fine, as say I won't let any personal bias effect a session.

But anyway, do you remember anything else after that?

It was a lot of stuff that happen, I was focus on training, the teacher being an ass and the other stuff...

But then we got that tragedy of Hope's Peak and of course realizing that the school never gave 2 damns about us!

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Date: December 29th, 2011

Akane, it's your turn - you have anything to say to the teacher here?

Pl-Please...ju-just stop...!

Hmm, now what say to you?

I could beat the crap out of you but I feel that be too easy and as say, I'm not good with the complicated stuff so I'll keep mine brief.

Honestly miss, your quite pathetic and weak...

We-Weak, patheitic?! How dare you say that about me you-!

Going to call me an idiot, dismiss me or whatever? Honestly I feel that your someone I should not be paying attention to.

The reason I ignore you is because all you do is use words and not fighting, I know for sure I wouldn't waste my time with someone that wants a reaction out of me and I told others to do the same, as ignoring you would be easier.

But then Nekomaru got that heart attack and you didn't allow him to get a heart transplant! You realize that he could of died because of you, do you even give a damn at all or do you not care about any of us and want the others to suffer?!

Coach Nekomaru was training me and you screw that all up because you didn't want him to get help, if anything your the pathetic idiot that thinks she knows anything when she doesn't and constantly insist that I'm gonna be some house wife when I'm not interested in having a family! So stay the hell away from me and the others, you don' t deserve forgiveness!

waaaaaah, I-I'm soooorry!

And of course you cry, how annoying - anyway, I say my piece so I'll leave the others to say what needs to be say...

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*After the teacher ran off, Akane headed outside and answer the phone*

Is...is this for real? Was this... happening to you?

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Don't worry, I wasn't too effected by it and even ignore her since all she talk was nonsense.

But if curious, we all are planning to drop out - I'm sure you saw all that, didn't you?

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Yeah... me, Yota and the older kids saw it, while Ryo... Ryo still wants you to attend that school.

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What? But...but you saw that, didn't you?

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Well yeah, we did but she doesn't care as long as you get money and even then, she started to rely on others now...

She's... she's forcing me to drop out of middle school to get a job, same with Yota too and...and I just...!

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Wait are you serious?! How the hell is that fair to any of you, that makes no sense at all!

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Well yeah and trust me, no one wants to do that; I'm just... I'm at my ropes end here and thinking of running away.

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I see... (I guess that's how it is, figures...)

Hey... Hinata? Maybe you, me and Yota could move on and live on our own.

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Wait...what did you say just now?!

'I had plan that after we drop out, me along with Hinata and Yota were all gonna leave home and live on our own, I know that we be abandoning the little ones but I think I grown tired of it and I think the other siblings were too...'

[robo-dino-puppy]

my thoughts on burning shores if anyone was interested (spoilers obvs, also loooooong, so long and rambling, don’t feel like you need to read it lol):

first of all - that final fight with the horus was EPIC. i LOVED the multiple sections that basically take you through all the game mechanics - stealth, ranged, climbing, swimming, platforming - all just really cool. SO AMAZING and FUCKING CREEPY to see a horus crawling/walking around. also props to sam witwer to being a great over-the-top villian lol. the final fight with londra in the head section felt a bit cramped and it took me a few cycles to understand what to do (like it took me too long to realize i could shoot the mines yikes i’m dumb) but once i did i liked the design of it. (although i felt aloy should have been more terrified of the horus waking up? she and seyka seemed pretty chill and jokey throughout the whole thing considering the situation - i feel like she should have been more scared, at least at first?)

second of all, little complaint - the sounds of the waterwing are EXCRUCIATING to me. really, honestly awful. well not from a sound design perspective, they're fine as... sounds... just not sounds i have to listen to frequently. but i'm very sensitive to noise and i have misophonia, so... maybe that's why. i wish it would just stop making noises. so many noises. all the time. in my mind steve (my sunwing) flew off to hang out with some burning shores sunwings and the moment i go back to a sunwing site i will recognize him and override him again and then we will go back to adventuring together and i will abandon the waterwing unless i need one again. also they added a noise to the barrel roll on the sunwing and that is not cool, don't like, i would like steve to be quiet(er) again pls.

third, an issue - i can't complete cauldron theta because every time i kill the bilegut my game crashes. TT-TT i go through the whole fight, aloy says "it's done!" and the game closes and i get an error. i have fought that bastard three times now and i WILL NOT be doing it again until i have reason to believe it’s fixed lol. the rest of the cauldron was pretty cool tho!

other things:

GILDUN! OMG. i loved that whole quest. i felt bad but i listened to all his commentary behind the door before opening it :D i also felt bad because he's so friendly and optimistic and his delving partner was a jerk, and while i didn't want to lie to him i chose the heart option for aloy's response, and i don't think i could choose the others. and he gets a focus and a hug! AHHHHHH it was great. you’re our friend gildun! (i did get him talking on aloy's focus once when i went back to the main game, so i wonder if there will be random comments like that sometimes? v cool)

NORA LOOKOUT ARMOR! holy crap i forgive them for not giving us the banuk sickness eater bc i did not expect to get the lookout. AMAZING. i will have to do a run with her wearing the lookout the whole time. the quen armors are pretty great too (and lots of dyes, but still only four dyes for the oseram armors? like, why? why didn't the oseram armor get the ng+ dye? WHY GUERRILLA)

ZENITH WEAPON! i was ambivalent about this idea before bc i wasn't sure how zenith weapons would work with the others we have, but i honestly love it. i also like the little clinky noise it makes when she puts it on/stows it :D some of the new weapons (like the shredder) in hfw felt kind of ratchet-and-clank-y, which i loved bc i *adored* r&c growing up. the zenith gauntlet also feels a bit like r&c and i’m digging it. now aloy just needs a topiary sprinkler lolololol (just kidding).

ZENITH FACEPAINTS! ok i would not wear these full time but they are honestly beautiful with the gold. also didn't expect these. and some new quen ones and the new valor surge one and the pangaea one. (are there more? i haven’t finished the delver’s trinkets or the aerial vantage points) i have my work cut out for me for my facepaint series!

i'm... not sure how i feel about aloy and seyka. as an ace girl who was hoping (however foolishly and vainly) for at least the choice of ace girl rep in aloy, it didn’t hit for me the way i’m sure they wanted it to. (i realize she still could be ace, just not aro, but to me it didn’t feel like they were telling an ace story, if that makes sense.) and i like seyka but she wasn't as immediately endearing to me as many of the other side characters - altho maybe my opinion will change on a second playthrough.

but i *am* glad that aloy is 1) letting herself be emotional/vulnerable around others 2) is more relaxed and happy after hfw’s whole story and 3) actually voiced aloud how her early life as an outcast impacted her ability to form friendships. (or wait... was that only in the brain flashpoint dialogue, which is the one i picked? idk) so anyway not mad about it even if i wasn’t really feeling it, and i’m happy for the ppl who wanted aloy to be canonically into the ladies. (which imo it always seemed like she was)

the map is beautiful and the clouds are too. the sky in the new map omg!!! the color of the sky/clouds is definitely unique from any of the other areas. it does feel a biiiiiit too bright in places tho. several times the environment or aloy was completely blown out, highlights-wise. i didn’t change any settings on my game or tv from before, so i don’t feel like it’s on my end, but maybe i need to check.

speaking of sky have you flown up into the cloud layer? like it's a small thing i guess but it is BEAUTIFUL, it literally looks like one of the luminist paintings they said they were inspired by, but it's 3d. so, so pretty.

i did feel it was a bit short/fast especially compared to how the frozen wilds felt, but i may have just rushed it bc i was able to sit down and binge and i wanted to avoid spoilers.

why no tallneck? :( the frozen wilds tallneck was so great...

the jurassic park references made me laugh :D

the whole thing londra was doing to the quen, and the conversation with nova, was extra gross and creepy. also i thought we'd get nova as an AI ally like CYAN but oh well.

again the horus fight was amazing 10/10 boss fight v cool. the only thing i would have added was somehow shooting from the waterwing before gliding down to the ground. with two riders one can shoot and one can steer right?

but the side quest with the three waterwings on the island? HHHHHOLY fuck that was annoying. i used practically all my resources to kill those bastards. "weak to fire" my ass. they have like mile-wide aoe attacks and they are FAST and i kept missing their bodies while my ammo was going through their wings... super, super annoying, did not like, 0/10.

i hope they un-mirror the ammo selection, i was constantly picking the wrong arrows lol.

i walked up on some sandpipers on a beach and i scared them off and it was so REAL i just stood there and watched them fly away. and then they landed further down and started doing their little sandpiper-y thing again. SO COOL.

LEGENDARY SPIKE THROWER WITH DRILL SPIKES! thank u gildun i love it and will cherish it forever.

i'm not sure about the aerial vantage points (whatever they're called) bc i haven't finished them yet but the ones i have done are more emotionally along the lines of the original vantage points, so that's cool.

i did the stormbird in the cloud before i had the waterwing override and the stormbird KILLED STEVE so i reloaded a previous save where steve was alive and waited to do that until i was riding a (super-noisy and annoying) waterwing lol.

i am SAD that all our companions have left the main map. :( i mean they didn't do anything besides stand there in the same spots but... they were there...

sylens, ahhhhhh. that final convo made me tear up a little. i wish aloy had said something before she walked away, even a sarcastic "thanks" would have felt better imo. he didn't see her smile and he didn't hear the comment she made later. just considering the real-world stuff with lance reddick, oof.

also, visiting varl’s grave T_T

aaaaaaanyway i personally felt it was *well* worth $20 and i’m sooooooo excited to see what guerrilla does in the future!

[dis-harmony]

Why do I always see Hazbin Hotel on my (following) feed?

WARNING: Hi, @oliis-drawing how are you doing? I’m very sorry for mentioning you here and try to post this but there’s something I want to say and I promise that I’ll be nice since you’re my good friend but Hazbin Hotel is the show that I’m not interested with and pls don’t get angry after reading the whole draft because not everybody hates this cartoon and I do not like it. And you should know that this post does not contain violent rants and capitalized words that make people feel hurt or being a victim of this. Your opinion is respected if you love Hazbin Hotel. You don’t have to read this if you are not brave enough to not be offended.

Listen followers and the people who enjoys Hazbin Hotel, (I don’t want to get mad or yell at you because this will be very offensive to you guys if you love Hazbin Hotel so I want to be calm instead of being mean and I know what will happen if I did, you guys will blacklist me after I’m ranting this in a violent way) when I came back on this site after I’m being inactive for hours, I can’t believe why Hazbin Hotel was involved in this.

If you know me, Hazbin Hotel is my least favorite show and I’m not a big fan of that cartoon. I never enjoy this show but why do I see those things on my feed? Am I the only one who doesn’t enjoy this show but many people are…? I’m not suspicious at all I might say 🤷‍♀️

I hate to mention my followers and being rude behind their back but some person followed me but they actually love Hazbin Hotel and it’s kinda weird. It’s so bothersome every time I see this but I don’t want to comment or reblog to stop posting (and I don’t want to say ‘crap’) them because it’s their opinion and it’s actually disrespectful.

So I feel like I wanted to unfollow and block someone if they love this show. I’m actually worried that if they check out my blog and see my list, I’m pretty sure they will get mad at me for this but it’s just my opinion, okay? So don’t take this too seriously. ✋🏻😐🤚🏻

Listen @oliis-drawing, I want to talk to you about something in a good way, not angrily of course, I understand that you like Hazbin Hotel if that’s true to you and I’m sorry for ranting this in front of you so please don’t get mad at me because I’m just peacefully ranting about this stuff and I hate being rude to you or everyone else but I feel kind of weird about checking out Hazbin Hotel stuff so pls respect my opinion and don’t take this too seriously! Forgive me for talking about that. 🥺🙏🏻

[agreenseil]

Fic Idea:

reincarnation cycle with a pair (or group, but pairs sounds easier to organize), but instead of dramatic tragedy until the Canon life, they're just being besties and picking up hobbies that carry on to the next life

for example, zosan (not in any chronological order):

rivalry on sight (obviously)

sanji learns to cook because he met zoro in an alley eating a yellow thing that definitely shouldn't be fuzzy like that

zoro's the feral bodyguard bc while pretty boi Sanji can hold his own, should he have to???

crap, I cant think of anything else. this all came from that one YT short about past lives but it wasn't fancy or dramatic cycles

they're just hanging out in a yard, harassing chickens and squirrels

sanji keeps his knives hidden away after the doctor tried to use them to "treat" zoro's dying via plague (yoinked scene from the Short)

is that dramatic? yes, but it kinda suits them lol

also example, nami and usopp:

disaster lesbian nami, disaster bi usopp

usopp talking bout a girl he met and rejected and nami asks why and lists all the good things and usopp's like, "why don't you date her then??" and nami's like "wait, I can do that?" bc historical whatevers and usopp's like, "yeah." and nami's like "okay, bet" and then usopp regrets it bc nami cant stop waxing poetic about her partners but also he doesnt regret it bc bestie happy = you happy

and then he finds a hot guy with great muscles and oh, how the turns have tabled

also art buddies

be gay, do crime. nami does the thieving thing with usopp sometimes

isnt it nice to have someone so resourceful?

Also I think Robin should be in one too but idk who with.

Mayhaps Brook. I rlly liked that one fic where Robin dreams of Brook's ship while on the run and Brook sometimes gets this kid on his ghost ship and he cant tell if he's hallucinating and they do the friendship

Robin and Brook at a fair, robin stops to listen to his street performance after they reached for the same book at one of the stands

they don't even know each others names yet but they had a nicer day after meeting each other

in the next life, Robin listens to violin and piano music while she reads, though she can never find the same jaunty tune

brook performs in all the book related events he can find, tailors his style into something fun, but chill enough not to distract you from your book

maybe in canon he visits ohara to perform accompanying music? 👀✨ and robin finds her friend sooner

franky and chopper:

franky, who makes himself into a type of monster

and chopper, who didnt want to be a monster, but learns to accept it

idk how this will work, actually, I just think they complement each other

forgive me, I know nothing about jinbei ;w; I welcome your thoughts about him

and luffy seems to be someone who would be in all of their lives, but he's so bright I think that would make a big impact in their lives

oh! what if he is always there but hinted in the background details because he's not in the pairing

and then he gets his pov scenes where it ties all those hints together and does the fluff and his crew realizes that he had always been there and ahhhh I'm very happy and definitely not going to be writing this anytime soon.

anyone who wants to adopt this idea is free to do so :] pls call me over when you do so I can read it ✨

or if it already exists and you have the link 👀

[lookismaddict]

CONGRATS FOR REACHING CHAP 10!

Also get a proper sleep now author cat!

Also damn y/n basically dissed yakuza and Gun huh, Wonder what is her reaction when she finds the truth she probably go "Sowwy gun for dissing you..." while wearing maid outfit as Gun's punishment.

Tipsy y/n = Sexy and Scary y/n

Gonna say it, too freaking hot onto the y/n seducing/kissing gun in the bar 81! I probably blushing like tomato here and if I ever see myself at the mirror lol.

Wahaaaa another smut for chap 11?!? I kinda see the pattern here lol, 3 chap each huh.

Wonder what is type of kink is stored for us howny reader (lol). I bet bondage since gun have his tie suit as he wear his suit. I kinda curious if gun have a shibari rope in the house, why does he have when he probably the type of person who uses technique? I just thought that Goo made a package/gift prank that is full of "Toys" as a tease of Gun being a womanizer lol. Since Goo is a type of guy pull pranks on Gun as christmas present or any Goo playful mood.

Gun probably put that package at the back of the closet and left it untouch as he didn't think he need it as he doesn't have his official girl aka y/n yet during that time.

Now that I think it about y/n gonna have a bad hangover as she wake up in the morning or she basically go sleep like dead log.

OMG THANK YOU SAM!!! 💗💗💗💗💗 HOLY CRAP. IT’S BEEN 10 CHAPTERS. 🧍🏽‍♀️ It’s hard to believe, and I still need to process that… I’ll work on getting better sleep! Ty for your concern. 😭💕

Drunk (Y/N) = Badass + assertive 😬 It’s ironic that she wouldn’t really do that when she’s in her right mind, but when she’s drunk, she can pull moves. 😎

OMG AHAHAHAHHA. TBH THAT WAS ONE OF THE PARTS OF THE CHAPTER THAT I ENJOYED WRITING. The spiciness. 😮‍💨❤️‍🔥 (And the part when she dissed Shiro Oni was one of my faves too. Like ugh, yes, HE NEEDS TO BE HUMBLED!!!!)

Oh my- 💀💀 I unintentionally did that. You made me realize the pattern that I did not plan at all. LMAAOOO I was supposed to fit in the spice in this chapter but then I noticed that there’s already too much happening in Ch. X so I might as well save all of the good parts next chapter. 😩👌🏽 (Sorry guys, pls forgive me. 🥲)

Oh god… 😭😭💀💀💀 Bondage and shibari… 😳😳 HSJSHSJSJSHJSHDKSBD Also, OMG. THE PRESENT THAT GOO GIVES WITH THE “TOYS” 😂😂😂

OHOHOHOHO. He’ll def be putting THAT to good use… 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The alcohol be hitting. 😅 And yes, that’s another possibility LMAO.

Overall, thank you for your thoughts on Ch. X Sam! I always love reading about the possibilities for future events in the story. And thank you for the eager support!! ☺️💖💖💖