#this isnt meant to be angsty or sad

[bloodied-hands-in-the-night-sky]

how did we become friends

[spilling-blood]

After 5 months without an update I guess I will just have to once again reread the Fyoango fic that has been on my radar for years. Oh no. Whatever will I do.

[andiberzatto]

"Best. Birthday. Ever" (Lip Gallagher x Reader)

SUMMARY: Lip never celebrated his birthday and never even tried to. now that he was turning 25, his girlfriend decided to take it upon themselves to make him feel special. (absolute fluff, lip being emotional and angsty)

you sit on his porch waiting for him to get off work from the the shop. "Happy Birthday Baby" you say softly as he approaches.

he stops in place, rubbing his thumb on his lip as he looks around at everything but you, "uh...thanks" he replies softly, his tone is awkward as ever. he sighs, looking at you finally and steps closer. "what're you doin here?" he doesnt mean to be rude to you, but birthdays weren’t exactly celebrated in his household. Monica was never around, Frank was always drunk and his siblings were always doing fuck ass shit to get themselves into trouble even on his birthday.

"Baby it's your birthday... youre supposed to celebrate? did your siblings never help celebrate? none of your family?" You say softly, you've known lip for a while so you know his family isnt exactly cookie cutter american dream. but you also know he never lets you go to the Gallagher house for a reason. always insisting on coming to yours or having you meet at his apartment if he was at the Gallagher house for the day.

he runs his hands through his messy curls, clearly uncomfortable with the sweet approach, "celebrate what? another year older? Hard Pass." his chicago accent always got thicker when he was defensive or snippy. he plays it off with a half smile that doesnt quite reach his eyes. "and for the record, no. Frank was too drunk to remember what day it was half the time let alone a birthday..." he trails off kicking a rock on the porch with his shoe, "Fiona was too busy being a mom instead of a sister, Ian was either with his boyfriends or having a manic episode, Debbie was too young and carl was... carl. and liam was a baby" he finished shoving his hands in his pockets looking at you.

you nod and frown almost uncontrollably, "you never had a single good birthday?"

Lip leans back against the porch railing, looking out at the streets, "had one good birthday. Monica actually remembered. she was trying to be a good mom. I thought things were finally turning around... got me a cake had the lady at the grocery store put my favorite superhero on the cake..." a wistful smile tugs on his smiles at the memory. "but then she left the next day without a single word or a note. just left in the middle of the night... so."

you grew up with the birthday dinners and big parties with all your classmates from school. you thought it was a universal childhood experience til now.

Lip watches you frown again, clearly troubled by the fact hes never had a proper birthday all his life. I mean he's almost 25 and never had a proper birthday besides the one time monica remembered and then left. he crosses his arms defensively, "you make it sound so bad. so what if I never had a birthday party? big deal." he tries to play it off.

"its an essential childhood thing lip.." is all you say in response.

he lets out a frustrated laugh, "well fuck, excuse me for not having perfect white-picket-fence memories." his voice carries a bitter edge, "some of us didnt get the whole "happy family" bullshit, princess."

"lip I didnt mean it like that.." you mumble, looking down at your shoes.

he sees your reaction and immedietly regrets his words. his expression softens and he runs a hand through his curls again, "shit.. I didnt means to snap at you..." he sighs, looking down at his own feet, "its just different for me, okay?"

"I know what you meant, I just mean.." you start to explain but you lose the energy to and let it drop off given his soured tone earlier.

"you just mean what?" he prompts softly, his tone is less harsh but still a bit on the defensive side. he uncrosses his arms, standing up straight, "you think its sad that ive never had a proper birthday party? that I never blew out candles or had my name written on gift tags?"

"theres not a little part of you thats still that little boy who just wanted a good birthday?" you answer his barrage of questions with your own question. a more meaningful question, asking about his inner child.

his eyes flicker with unspoken emotion, and he looks away, trying to hide it. rubbing his lip with his thumb, its almost a self soothing gesture he does when hes nervous. he swallows hard, remembering being that little kid sat in the room he shared with his brothers, sat on his top bunk sulking. waiting for someone to remember its his birthday. he turns back to you, jaw clenched.

"come with me inside." you say softly.

he hesistates for a moment, clearly caught off guard by your gentle invitation. "what? why?"his voice comes out softer than intended. "what are you planning?" his defensive walls are crumbling slightly at your genuine concern. "I dont need your fucking pity party."

you hold out your hand, "come on, just trust me."

he stares at your outstretched hand, a war raging in his eyes. he's torn between his stubborness to remain sulky on his birthday and the small desperate voice in his head telling him to go with you because you might actually care. after a long pause, he reached out and takes your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours.

you smile sweetly, "come on birthday boy" you say in a sing song voice that makes lip chuckle.

he rolls his eyes trying to hide the smile tugging on his lips as you lead him inside. as soon as youre in the dimly lit kitchen , his eyes widen in shock. the table is set with a small sheet cake with 25 cakes and a homemade card.

you smile, "stay right there, I gotta grab your gift from the bedroom."

he watches you disappear into his bedroom, his heart pounds in his chest. he stands there in the kitchen staring at the birthday cake and the card, it feels like a sick dream hes gonna wake up from. when you return with a gift box, he blinks back tears, suddenly overwhelmed by your kindness, "you.."

you set the gift box on the table, "do you wanna light the candles and make a wish? I made sure there was 25 individual candles. which is hard to do on a tiny sheet cake but I made it work.." you smile sheepishly, there really wasnt anything you wouldnt do to show lip just how loved and special he was.

his chest feels tight. hes never had someone do something like this for him. making an effort for 25 candles? painstakingly putting them on the cake to spell out "LIP"? absolutely unheard of in his world. he swallows hard, deciding to break the emotion with a joke, "what if I wish for something dirty?"

"you can wish for anything you want, youre an old ass bitch now" you joke back.

he laughs, the sound genuine and unguarded. for a moment, hes not the hardened smart ass he usually pretends to be. he leans over and carefully helps you light the candles, both of you using your bic lighters. the flames flicker in the kitchen casting a beautiful warm glow on Lip's blue eyes and curls. "you know what?"

"what?" you say soflty

"most birthdays id get drunk or high. im 25, you know? ive never blown out candles til this moment.." his voice drops softly. he unconsciously rubs the back of his neck, his biceps flexing.

you kiss his cheek, "well heres to better birthdays and a real cake."

he turns his head softly, a slow grin on his face- his sarcastic demeanor fades into the background as you catch a glimpse of the boy who always wanted this- acknowledgement, care, celebration. "fuck, this might be the best thing anyones done for me.."

"make your wish birthday boy." you say as you ruffle his curls.

he laughs again, soflty biting his lip as he hesitates looking at the soft look in your eyes. he closes his eyes softly and leans over, blowing out the candles with a slow deliberate breath. he opens his eyes, "can I... open the present now?"

"yeah. I uh.. I hope it fits.." you hand him the gift box.

his eyebrows raise as he opens the box, revealing the vintage tshirts of bands he loves. a genuine smile spreads on his face. these arent just any shirts- theyre rare finds from his favorite underground bands. "Holy shit"

you run your knuckles over your lips nervously, "im not sure if theyre your size, I got a medium in most of them... I figured if they dont fit how you like them to you can distress them.." you were nervously trying to explain your thought behind the gift now.

he cuts you off, holding up one of the shirts to his chest looking like a child on christmas, "shut up, you got these for me?"

you nod, "I went to so many thift stores in chicago it was insane."

hes genuinely speechless for a moment looking at the shirts then back to you. he holds the shirts close to his chest then slowly sets them down, reaching to pull you into a hug. his arms wrap around you tightly, burying his face in your neck, "fuck.."

"I hope you love them..."

hes overwhelmed with gratitude and affection. hes not sure how to react he just wants to be held, "just.. fuckin hold me for a sec?" he needs a second to process that you did this all for him. hes not used to being the one being taken care of.

you rub his back as you hug in the kitchen, "how about you shower and change into comfy clothes and ill heat up dinner and we can watch your favorite tv show or movie?"

he nods against your neck, taking a deep breath before pulling back, "that sounds perfect" he gives you a small smile, his eyes still glossy from earlier. he stands up and stretches, before leaning down to give you a quick kiss to the forehead. "ill be right back."

couple miutes later he returns, clean and dressed in one of the worn in band tees you bought him and sweatpants. his hair is damp and pushes out of his face. he plops down on the couch by you pulling you into his lap.

"lookin good in that shirt, wonder who bought it for you." you joke

he grins, lookin at you proudly, "my amazing girlfriend who went above and beyond to make my birthday special." he leans in to kiss you.

you blush and kiss him back before pulling away softly to speak, "pasta is on the coffee table, what do you wanna watch?"

he grabs the remote and his plate, "fuck that looks delicious.." he mumbles, as he scrolls through the options his other arm firmly wrapped round your waist, "How about 10 things I hate about you?"

you quirk your head, not knowing Lip has a soft spot for romantic comedies.

he shrugs, nonchalantly, trying to play it cool, "what? I like heath ledger." he says mock defensively. as the movie plays he takes a bite of the pasta humming approvingly and his shoulders relax.

you nod, "right... okay..." you kiss his cheek, "youre a total goober and I adore you."

he laughs softly, pulling you closer, squeezing your hip soflty. youve found all his softer sides- his intelligence, his protectiveness, and now his secret romantic side.

he kisses the top of your head, he is teuly happy and content for the first time in a while. he watches the movie with a goofy boyish grin on his face, stealing glances at you ocassionally. "you know what?" he says softly.

"what baby?" you whisper back softly.

"best. birthday. ever." his voice is quiet. for a man who talks a mile a minute of sarcastic one liners, this genuine moment soeaks volumes. "just bein here... pasta... a good movie... and my.." he trails off with a small smirk. "my hot as fuck girlfriend"

you blush softly and smile, "flattery will get you everywhere Gallagher.."

he chuckles nuzzling your shoulder, "is it workin?" he asks hopefully, his fingers crading through your hair.

you nod, "after the movie and we head to bed, you can have whatever you want.." promising extra cuddles, kissing and much more between the sheets tonight in so few words.

he nips your earlobe playfully, then settles back in against the couch with a satisfied grin, "best. birthday. ever." he repeats before focusing back on the movie again.

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I've said it before, I'll say it again, and I'm sure it won't be the last time. I AM SICK AND BLOODY TIRED OF THESE MFS, HALF OF WHO DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT CURSED CHILD, BITCHING AND MOANING ABOUT AN ANGSTY TEEN DARING TO BE AN ANGSTY TEEN, I WILL FIGHT THE LOT OF YOU

(this is gonna be a bit long and probably incoherent so sit down and fucking listen to me 🔫 stick with me because I'm not just complaining about albus haters)

eVERYBODY wants cOoMmpllEeXx relatable HUMAN characters - and then SHIT themselves when the flaws a CHILD has isn't just 🥺 uwu im socially awkward and traumatised 🥺. that's why scorpius doesn't get this fuckass treatment, because his terrible human flaw is that he's a bit shit at conversation and gets sad about his dead mum (generalised understatement, but this post isnt about him. dont come for me i love him 🫶🏻)

god forbid albus, who feels unloved and unwanted (with valid evidence for a teenager), albus who feels completely out of place and outcast from his entire famously-close-knit family, ablus who is well known by the world by default via Harry and hates the attention and high expectations, albus who then gets targeted and bullied by his peers because he's not as perfect and brilliant as his father, albus who is then isolated from his one friend because Harry is making irrational ptsd fueled decisions, albus who tells Harry completely sincerely that he knows he's unlikeable but he'll try and change himself and be more like his siblings because he genuinely believes that's what Harry and everyone else whos had the misfortune of meeting him wants, albus who spends the entire play trying to prove himself and fix things via idiotic childish decisions BECAUSE HES A WHOLE UNSTABLE CHILD

god forbid that CHILD doesn't react like a patient, supported, well adjusted, level headed adult. god forbid he reacts outwardly. god forbid he reacts at all, my bad. clearly he should just sniffle a bit as if he doesn't feel suffocated and helpless by everything in his life, because obviously hes just a spoiled brat who doesn't know what real suffering is. god forbid he complains or feels anything negatively, or doesn't quite grasp that other people are struggling too because he is too busy trying so hard to deal with himself and his declining mental health the best he can with basically no support or understanding. god forbid he isn't completely perfect.

you all sound like some fucking boomer telling teenagers they don't know what real struggling is, they aren't mentally ill, they dont have any problems because they have a roof over their head, they should all go to war kids are too soft these days 😫😖😱 fUCKING‼️SHUT UP‼️

he does things wrong but he knows he does and he does everything he can to fix it! and he is fourteen!!! do none of you remember what being fourteen is like 😭😭 I swear half of you have got to be basically fourteen yourselves cmon man

cause I'm seeing this fucking pattern a lot recently. not just for albus, not just in this fandom, everywhere. ‼️ no one can fucking handle flawed characters anymore ‼️ the only thing any character is allowed to have wrong with them is trauma apparently, otherwise they have to be perfect, and I'm getting sick of it. characters and stories are meant to reflect real life, they're meant to help shape our world view, why are you expecting everyone to be fucking perfect??? what happened to nuance? what happened to understanding character development? you are all acting like characters and people are so black and white. either they're perfect or they're insufferable and evil. I won't lie, the most common victims i've noticed of this are women. but the flawed women are typically demonised, whereas the men are typically turned into uwu baby boys who actually aren't capable of doing anything wrong and then fanon goes nuts making them into ittle wittle victims. and I'm so fucking sick of all of it, I hate this. (obviously this is not a strict rule. Albus Potter, and also Albus Dumbledore now I mention it, are demonised beyond belief)

BRING BACK FLAWS AND BRING BACK NOT COMPLETELY WRITING OFF A CHARACTER BECAUSE THEY DARE TO BE HUMAN

I AM FED UP, ALBUS POTTER GET BEHIND ME

[chrswlls]

what ur fav nfb ship says about u

this isnt gonna be that deep and effortful like my other posts im bored and wanna start things ijbol

Jeremy x Jenny : you're like a majority of the fanbase. i mean they were never meant to be romantic apparently but it makes enough sense both romantically and platonically so no one jumps you for it! you also make REALLY good fan content inside and outside the ship

Jeremy x Megan : you like the potential girlboss x pathetic wet man dynamic that's honestly all i can say about you

Megan x Jenny : you can go on for hours and hours about their interactions past the heatwave and honestly who can blame you man they've got great intimate moments as friends already

Jeremy x Patrick : you want to see two pathetic men bicker and try to kill eachother and fail miserably

Julia x Peter : sorry your parents fell out of love trying to make the perfect future for you but they both had different views of that future that must've been tough

Alex x Sam : you have good taste this is the best ship TRUST 💯 the lack of fluffy content is killing you though like damn we get it they get angsty and toxic make them KISS GOT DAM IT

Alex x Boseman : You want Robert Boseman so bad IJBOOOOOOOLLLLLLLL or you just think its fun to explore a boss/employee relationship that's a lot more closer than it should be

Alex x Anyone Else : You're kind of a selfshipper there's nothing wrong with that btw

Alan x Katie : You love rivals to lovers or you found out Alan and Katie's actors are engaged and went with that. im ngl idk how to look at this ship as anything but questionnable but ik u can big brain it man

Alan x Jeremy : let me guess one-sided? not that i'd jump you for it lol you mustve killed jeremy on your first disrupt run to ship this ngl JSAKDAKDHAS

Geoff x Anyone : LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Graham x Any Woman : Hey So Are You Stupid On Purpose

Graham x Peter : you like when dominant men get dominated

Peter x Ivan : you love bits of your life and youre probably bisexual or whatever you call any man that likes men

Robyn x Francis : you're probably sapphic in a way you like when women fight and kiss right after

Wayne x Eamon : you like when someone in the ship says they can fix the other but has ultimately decided not to

Eamon x Eric : you wish someone looked out for you as much as eric does for eamon lol sad (................... real............)

Anything else : just ask i wont put it in the fandom tag tho lol

[runningfrom2am]

congratulations on 500 !! u deserve it all ur writing is literally perfect

🪐 - this might be difficult (bc the song isnt by taylor swift) but can u write something about rafe cameron based on the song “goodbye kiss” by ‘kasabian’ ? pls be angsty as it’s such a sad and beautiful song <33

omg thank you for requesting this!! i’ve never heard that song before but now i’m listening to it ON REPEAT it is so good omg!!

(ps: sorry i’m advance for the heartbreak you’re about to witness and i hope this is what you wanted!!)

Goodbye Kiss (r.c)

pairing: rafe x reader

wc: 1.1k

Rafe had known for some time now that your relationship was volatile and dangerous. He knew that after you both helped his father drop the body of their pilot into the ocean with the earliest part of the sunrise washing over them, everything was getting too crazy. What scared him the most was the way you didn't ask questions, you helped without hesitating- and he stared at you as you nodded intently, listening to who you imagined would one day be your father-in-law while he asked the two of you to find and dispose of the gun Rafe had used to kill the sheriff. The morning breeze brushed through your hair as it fell messily out of the braids you'd put in the night before, and the side of your face was bathed in the light of the sunrise. And as he watched you wipe the stray blood off your skin with a rag, Rafe realized he had never loved you more.

You had been at his side when he shot his sister in the Bahamas, and you had watched with a straight face as they drove off with the gold- Rafe could see in your eyes that you would never tell a soul. He trusted you endlessly, and you trusted him. Rafe was starting to see that this adventure you were on could only end in one of you facing a similar fate, in the name of money, and in the name of love. You would die for each other in a heartbeat. You were perfect for each other, in the most terrifying possible way.

"I'm okay, Rafe- I'm just... I don't know, a little burnt out." You sigh, rubbing your forehead as you stand in the driveway. "I'll get over it. It's fine."

"I get that, I just- it's so... everything is so crazy I just don't know what to do." He replies quietly.

You look at him in confusion. Ward got the gold back, and you were back home safe and sound. It was all over. "What is there left?" You settle on.

"I killed someone, Y/N/N!" Rafe snaps, throwing down the blood-stained rag he was now using to wipe down his bike. "I killed someone, my dad did too, and I shot my sister and you don't give a shit! What is wrong with us?"

Your eyes widen in shock, unsure what to say. "I- I... of course I care, Rafe. What did you want me to do? Run to the cops and get you locked up for life? I'm not doing that, so what choice did I have other than to help?"

Rafe sighs as he looks around. "That's not the point- obviously I didn't want that." He shakes his head. "I just- I don't know, our lives are just so fucked now. I never wanted this."

"Okay, it's okay..." You hold your hands out to him, grasping his in your own. "We'll get you help, like you wanted. We'll get on a better path, it's over now. Yeah?"

Rafe looks down at your small hands wrapped around his, and the healing bruises that adorn your skin in a hue of yellow and green. "I don't know that it is." He shakes his head.

"Sure it is." You smile hopefully. His eyes glide up to your face, and his breath hitches in his throat as he looks at your expression. You have this aura of innocence around you, like you haven't done horrible things for him and his family. Things he would never expect of you, but this lifestyle he dragged you into has changed you enough to allow for that kind of recklessness. You're the kindest person he has ever known, if he truly loved you, how could he turn you into something you were never meant to be?

He shakes his head again. "Maybe it's time for us to break up, Y/N." He says, before he can fully think it through. He trusts his impulses fully, and this is what he feels is right. For you, especially.

Your face falls and you loosen your hold on his hands. "What? Why..? I'm not upset with you- if that's what you think, I don't care what you've done, Rafe-" You plead, hoping he doesn't mean it.

"No, no I know you don't." He assures you. "I just- this can't end well. Open your eyes. Seriously, this can only end with one of us dead. And I won't let it be you."

You stare at him in shock, not sure what to say. "I... I only care about you..." You whisper, lip wobbling as you look up at your boyfriend. The love of your life- you were so sure he was the only guy for you. How could he do this?

"Don't cry, baby. Please, don't.." Rafe shakes his head at you, squeezing your hands. He doesn't want to watch you cry, he doesn't want to hurt you, but it's for the best. He can hardly remember the last time things were normal for you. The last time you went out for dinner or watched a movie together. It wasn't fair.

"I just don’t understand.” You reply, tears welling up in your eyes as you look up at him.

“I know.. I know. I just have to do what I have to for my family, be the man I ought to be, this whole gold situation has got me going insane and that isn’t fair to you.” Rafe explains, trying to keep a strong front as he drops your hands.

You instantly wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him and burying your face in his chest. “Okay…” You agree hesitantly. You know Rafe will do anything for his family, he’s always fighting for his dads approval, and if that is what he feels is more important right now, you will let him make that decision. No words could save this.

He hugs you back, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he feels you shake in his arms. It’s his fault, all of it. You pull away after a moment and quickly wipe your eyes. “I should probably go home, then…” You mumble, avoiding his eyes now as you pick your bag up off the ground, starting to walk away.

“Y/N?” Rafe calls after you, his voice shaky as you head toward your car, which had looked so normal in their driveway for over a year now. You look up at him, fighting back a sob as you see him standing there. He doesn’t look like the boy you fell in love with anymore. You didn’t see him change. When did he change?

“I hope that someday we’ll meet again.”

You nod softly at this, unable to speak as you get in your car and quickly drive away, tears streaming down your cheeks. You had to go your way, and Rafe has to go his.

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[junee-e]

A NEW PENUMBRA EPISODE HAS RISEN!!!! TIME TO THROW MY THOUGHTS INTO THE ABYSS!!!! random thoughts and ramblings follow :D

I AM SO READY FOR DETECTIVE RITA YOU HAVE NO IDEA

OH SHIT WILL SHE BE NARRATING PLEASE TELL ME SHES NARRATING

HER DETECTIVE VOICE IS SO FUN IM SO DEAD

why is she better at this than juno this is going so much better than his attempt

‘WATCH THIS’ * keyboard tapping noises* (i love her)

of course she gets paid in cereal i dont know what i expected

oh ok no junos still narrating

‘THE MAN I LOVED WAS ON THE LINE’ (this will never get old for me)

‘my name is juno steel and *usually* im the private eye’ i am enjoying this way too much

ok why do i love skipper they’re so fun?

‘he just ruins the *peaceful vibes*’ so real so real

HE TOOK THE FUCKING FLOWERS I SWEAR TO GOD

rita. had. dinner with them. oh my god. she is the best.

the mother speaking for the grandfather in like such an annoyed voice and then being so calm with ‘or so father says’ is so funny to me

skippers so dramatic i love them

‘SHUT UP DEAREST’ LMAOO

ooooooo did skipper help nureyev?? wait no thats too obvious….or it is just obvious enough to be right????…..no its isnt….or is it???? (im going insane)

‘he makes friends or.. more than friends and he uses those connections to his advantage’ OH SHIT (skipper???? skipper?? skipper kinda makes sense???) (but like yknow…obvious option)

‘watch skippers reaction in particular’ AHAHA!

OOOO ARE WE GONNA GET RITA NUREYEV INTERACTIONS PLEASE OH MY GOD

‘mostly i was thinking about nureyev’ *cue me falling off my chair at the instant romantic soundtrack that apparently follows nureyev’s name everywhere now*

roomantiic moonoolougueee tiimmee

GRIMMS MASK EPISDOE CALL BACK OH I AM NOT READY

‘another love’ ITS FOR HIS JOB ISNT IT ISTG

OH ITS FOR FUCKING HYPERION CITY OHHHHH SHIT

why does this remind me of the monolouge at the end of final resting place (end of the first season)

‘it wasnt a very nice city but hell im not a very nice lady’ vs ‘this is my city. im not proud of it but that doesnt mean its not worth saving’

there are so many things this season that are setting up to be broken (probably not the right word) but like so many things that have potential for a really sad/angsty pay off. like nureyev and slip or juno telling nureyev he’ll keep following him untl he says he doesnt want him to. or juno and missing hyperion city. i’m so scared.

oh ritas so dramatic its making me so happy

HE TOOK THE ORCHIDS !!!!!

ITS THE MOTHER????

of course she had an inflatable couch in her hideout spot

ooooo its juno detective-ing explain-ing time

juno obsessing over detective stuff is so fun

a CoNfEsSiOn

‘im tired of you people…and also just tired’ skipper being way too relatable

OH SHIT NUREYEV DIDNT TAKE THE FLOWERS???

SOMEONE TOOK THE FLOWERS FOR NUREYEV WHAT IS THIS????

OH IT WAS THE GRANDFATHER WHAT???

‘he sent me up to bed early’ ma’am, you are a probably-around-40-or-something-year-old woman

the gibberish is still funny

WHAT HE WAS FUCKING IN LOVE WITH NUREYEV HUH WHAT THATS SO FUNNY

‘we know how this theif operates he grabs you by your heartstrings and never lets go’ yeah rita would know about that with all the agnsty monolouges

WHAT THE FUCK HES TALKING????

WHO SAID HE LOVED HIM??? NUREYEV???? WHAT???

OH FUCK OH SHIT OH NO OH GOD ‘he said hed come back for me he said we’d run away together’ OHHHH NO NO NO NO NO. NO LONGER FUNNY

‘well it looks like my work here…is done’ *very fast tapping of rita walking away*

OH WAIT SHE CAME BACK TO ACTUALLY HELP JUNO LMAOO

awwww they’re all back together!

A TRACKER A TRACKER HE GOT IT ON NUREYEV AHAHAHA

THEY KNOW WHERE THE DOKANA GROUP IS LETS GO

oh ok fuck i thought we were done how foolish of me there hadnt been a sad speech yet

‘i knew he hadnt done the same to me’ OH THANK GOD OKOK

‘he meant the promises he made me’ AWW YAY

wait no its sad oh god oh no

‘problems for another day, i thought’ best coping method fr fr

‘the rest we’d just have to figure out together’ yay ok happy-ish ending :D

okok so alot of thoughts. i’m so scared of all the set-ups for angst and honestly i’m kinda just waiting for the episode that it all comes crashing down and everyones really sad. but also! hopefullness! juno saying that he’ll figure it out with nureyev! yay! i honestly don’t know how the big climax finally thing with jupeter and slip and the dokana group and everything is going to go i’m just really hoping for an eventual happy ending with happy jupeter (and rita there too :D)

anyway! loved this episode can’t wait for the next one with (i’m assuming) stuff with the Dokana group!!

[aryesdanger24]

Ao3 is good and it always hits a Fandom where it can hurt because it IS the fandom!

How could anything else ever be closer to hitting all the joy then other people explaining fan theories to you.

It's like when you have to interruptions someone and all you say is one word and both of you visibly understand and are blown away.

"*someone talking*"

"DUDE, dude-DUDE-*makes hand gestures big then pauses* ...waffles"

"*dawning realization on others face and yours changing when you see the thought hit them* WAFFLES? YOU MEAN SWEET DOMESTIC MORNINGS WITH WAFFLES? ....OH MY GOD, THESE FANCY FUCKERS WOULD EAT NUTELLA CREPES wouldn't they?!"

"*slams fist on table and points wuth a grunting growl* Oh my God they would SO eat crepes to be all cute and make their mornings specia-...wait.............hear me out.......they have a 'follow my morning' vlog!"

"*other person starts slamming hand on wall and making noises between happiness overload and screeching laughter, a pterodactyl screech if you will* THAT would be so fucking on brand for them AND IT WOULD BE SO FUCKING CUTE!"

"BRO, what if they fight over breakfast and totally roll a dice between which breakfast to make?"

"*visibly crumbles in sweetness* awwww, I bet they would have the same favorite numbers and roll it without even having to talk!"

"*inhales deep and wheezes* help, that would be so fucking cute for them, wait what if sometimes they let the other win when they feel sad!"

"*covers mouth with hand to stop self from exploding before inhaling and doing a chefs kiss motion* beautiful....simply fucking gorgeous....wait, you know what, I bet they fight about something every morning for the fun of it."

"*slams table* BACON BITS and cheese"

"*slams table back and points* Chocolate sauce and Whip Cream!"

*silence*

"That's it, that's their two moods. They food choices surround their preference...it would make sense for them considering the different personalitie-"

"I bet they make savory crepes too to pack in each other's lunchboxes."

"*both visibly defeated from happiness of scenarios from the statement about lunchboxes and what else would be perfect for them.*"

Honestly, where else am I gonna find that type of solidarity in which people are trying to find even better solutions to something that isnt even a problem?

The most solidarity I find with that type of energy is in mutual hatred of someone, usually an ex-partner or someone with authority over people. But like, passion for characters is meant to make something even better for them and I love that for us. Heck even the ones that create angsty pieces are directly doing the same thing but going the opposite direction by saying "you know what would hurt really bad?" Type of emotions except you physically feel it in the same way.

...I love fanfiction so fucking much.

[todaywetacklepaintitgreen]

Hi thi sis an old photo of me. Im Adam Snowflake. And I made Cupcake Puppies, as toby fox for my little sista ashley emmas.

Thats my atlernate reality blog you now have acess too yeethaw.

Cupcake puppies are like my seires pony pails. As dark and angst storymodes each meant every series to be a different war, and sometihing dark eaach generation in a seires, each series is determined by me and thi sis there official art style, which like pony paiils and my little pony its famous cencer that i made, is usually drawn by profits, except anyone can trace cupcake puppies, they just usually cant come up with new ones they didnt map out on a dollmaker, why mlp and pony pails its uncecer are usually prophets only in designs. Cupcake puppies [pictured above cookie monster my oc rn] (working on a puppet show hes in called seseme street right now), are demons, unlike angels that are my litle pony, or imps that are meant to be my littlest pet shop that i also made. That are suposed to be angsty and drama filled. This time periods cencer for them is sweetyTailes, not to be confused with the beasitlity implied verison of them known as Sweatydogs as the puppies are meant to engage heavily with fetish, taboo, hate filled drool, as long as its not nazis less it be progressivly left leanign as to why that depiction exists as all cupcake puppies become ex that ever touched that asa a rule. Yes a world of books with stupid dog drawings is my existnce, and i made them for ashley emas. The atler who mdae it is erin greenday, and toby fox together.

Most fans with age regression trauma or infantilization or atuism who like cupcake puppies have a reside of me gogin as a baby CUPCAKE A LITTLE PUPPY. and its a thing fans often go through called THE FROSTING. where we all get nerdy numbys about the fact that cupcake puppies and goo goo doll over it. Babying ourselves to how cute and incoent AWEEEE A PUPPY! that the puppies are. And hten we pick our frosting hoping to be cupcake puppies. No i never promised these to religions ashley emmas did, and she had every right, and my only rule was so that i coudl still depict most of them. And so certain pallates come as angel worship staues, but usually nope nope nope. Religions free. But if you see my work watermarked thats where thats from.

Cupcake puppy drawing tutorial by toby fox. Toby fox and adam snowflake are the same person with mpd dissorder. So its kind of like both names are just used so.

so yeah. They are cupcake pupies. Anyone can write them, and all art styles between generations have to be shared like with my pony pails series. Take care and enjoy angsty puppies. Your generations you make up have to be a conflict as a series. as series 1 is the holocuast and the cold war. And only I can determine series. As the emoji system. As its my series. But i still do it based on popular vote, its just series 1 no one else was making puppies and their for my sister and she survived the calliope endevour and was extremly sad, and wanted art out of it as her "RESPIRATION" as its called. No before you ask, Centaur World I wrote as my alter Bret Shoto###n (His penanme as me), is about all my kidoe series meeting togetehre. And crossing over. :)

Hey toby!? Whats the deal on your timezones!? Tic Tic. Pesky sewer mutants. KIDDING. We all love monkeys here. Um lets see. I woke up in an archins case sent all the way back to like vicotrian era and world war 2. And as a time traveler I consider myself sucessfull. evnet hough this isnt my usual fuckign aroudn with timezones. So im braodcasting to when i wake up in the future. Several years behind you all! And a few sceudeld past it. Till I end up back in my nromal time period again. It was a goo darchins case being the baby puppy dion. but Oh god.T his is Magick .com beep beep im a sheep. So yeah. Im several timezones behind whenever your reading by spoofy with vpns my timezone. As weve always had cmputers and timezones since bce. And the hsitory of it. Is I was raiseed in victoria once but it was victoria engalnd, and now im out here doing things writing aleister crowley again, and everyones like OOOH MORE SHERLOCK HOLMES PLEASE WE CALL YOU DOYLE. And im like doyle what? And their like youll see auther youll see as mr.lexington of those impacted books. And im like. IM NOT THAT OTIS. Theirs two of us. And beleive it or not im not the posesd one that has william as my copilot everythings brrr. Thomas edison was a witch. Kidding. Thats a meme post for you. Only use it if you know your meme! I kid i kid. So yeah im stuck in the first ever victoria which was where i did not belong as an, archisn case. [Link to medical weekly study on my diagnosis Archineses and Omophonious linked and tied as parkesersen]. And here is the link to parkersens. Just incoude them as articles next to mine in the post if you print this at the ned of the newspaper. As tumblr does have several newspapers named that. You guys are lame and behind the past. Anyways take care and enjoy my cupcake puppies.] [How to print this in a newspaper: You list a short sumery of the cupcake stories i wrote with a bookguide or review like stropica or poparena on youtube, and you showcase the art midpost, and writing, and to the links you show them later republished suemrizeed with a mla format source to medical weekly the links]

This is also generation 1 of cupcake puppies which is object heads, as generaiton one is dedications to the FarCrys of Face. So STONEHEADGE the literary concept. as the way i draw them. What makes an generation of cupcake pupies? wjgoweijgwegwjiegi. Welp take care.

[arillusionist]

reaction to the last 3 eps of s&b - im doing it all at once bc i wanna get it over with considering im gonna be rlly sad watching these knowing we'll never get a real ending.

also YES i was heartbroken over the cancellation even tho i hadnt finished the show. im emotionally attached to the books okay!! leave me alone

oh this is the hallucination scene i've heard too much about

the fucking BUTTERFLIES

bye not wylan's overly dramatic ass

"a village boy cut in half by a plow blade" isnt that literally what happened to kaz's dad

"hope is an illusion. a lie" hes such a kaz ripoff

oh i didnt think tolya had a hallucination i've never heard anyone talk about it

whos blood is that im gonna guess tamar

why am i so smart like

if they rush jesper's developement with one hallucination im gonna be mad

what happened i cant tell. he better not have rejected her again or whatever ugh theyre so cute tho

WOW i love how they always go from established relationships to some angsty kanej scene.

love how he doesnt stare at her lovingly or shit hes just fucking glaring she knows her man fr

oh never mind the soft voice is crazy

uh ya i didnt want to make assumptions until now but making inej's hallucation about kaz was Not it.

like in a way ik its about how she wants consent but its mainly so she can leave kaz at the end of the show kaz kaz kaz its always about kaz

this is why we needed the spinoff they couldve FIXED it

"erm they shouldnt have done it wrong in the first place" how righteous of you unfortunately im too emotionally attached to the characters so i wish they had another chance

ok bad choice aside her realizing its not real bc she knows kaz could never be like that or even try is kinda heartbreaking!! 🙂

oh hell no did she eat the fucking butterfly i thought it was the petal at first 🤡

"if you have no one left to fight for" and then cutting to inej aaaa

no the way his eyes softened and the way inej stroked his face w her thumb ... and then he realized

okay thank god cuz for a second i thought the crows were gonna js be dead the entire episode

hes the firebird what the fuck?? (sorry chat i havent finished r&r yet)

why does that kinda downplay malina like knowing that they're meant for each other cuz of destiny or some shit

then again they never had to fall in love just find each other they did the romance part on their own

where tf is kaz

oh what the fuck. this scene is so messed up (Talking abt the one where the darkling is holding baghra)

my laptop's screen time is almost up so i must pause unfortunately. i could watch on my phone but thats boring so

uhm so its been 3 days have i been stalling?? maybe 🙂 can you blame me??

is that old guy her husband?? uh

seeing kaz smile for more than a fleeting one second is so unnatural

oh my god oh my god is her whole speech about love not being a weakness gonna make kaz realize something

wow okay they did rush jesper's development with one hallucination

toyla is the #1 wesper shipper fr ‼️‼️💪🏽

"someday someone is going to sweep you of your feet so hard" haha nikolai

"me and my "slab or fur" will be far away, off the map, deep in love" uh babe i hate to tell you this..

not kaz shaking his head at wesper as if hes not the reason theyre together 💀

see here they go butchering inej's character again!!

like. in the books she realizes she needs to let go of kaz because she finds her purpose - hunting slavers. in this she just realizes it because of some fuckass hallucination which was about him Why Is It Always About Him

cant tell if im slightly relieved that they cancelled the spinoff because they might have ruined her more or more mad that they cancelled it because they couldve fixed it

i am eating the malina angst up 🗣️🗣️(not bc i dont like them i do like them thats why i need them to be sad. all my favorite ships need angst)

ooh he knows he knows abt mal

next episode except i have to sleep so im probably gonna watch like 2 minutes of it. but i'll try to finish this and the last one tmrw because the more i delay it the sadder i get about the cancellation though my brain wants me to believe otherwise

she (the tidemaker girl idk her name) looks so ready to punch him like yeah girl me too

help the grin on that one girls face when he says kill the king

ok 2 minutes r over so bye

and im back its only the next day also the deleted footage oh my god im on the floor?? plus the fact that it got "what business" trending on twitter with 33k tweets is so fucking funny to me

anyways.

bye i jumped when the darkling showed up in mal's room why do the smallest fucking things always scare me

oh ya theyre cousins. alina has a type huh

mal would kinda get along with inej i can feel it!!

wait whos the arm for also david is lwk smooth wow

they keep mentioning the crows but WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY its been almost 20 minutes 😐

why that is the only tamar and nadia moment all season like not that i was expecting more from netflix but Still

oh thats the last line from the book (i havent finished r&r yet but i skipped to the end as i do with every book so. lol 💀)

omg matthias i kinda thought he wouldnt show up again

oh god i feel like this show has such a lighting problem sometimes

its bad enough that i have no idea whats going on in general

INEJ

INEJ I MISSED YOU

she gotta stop bowing down to alina she is as much of a saint

did they kill off david and genya wtf

i have to pause for a bit bc my laptop needs to charge also i still have no idea whats going on

back

no theyre (david and genya) alive yay 🙏🏽🙏🏽

what the fuck is he doing

oh OHH now theyre killing him off. how could they do that to genya

the other crows are here FINALLY

when ur entire onscreen developemnt is literally 5 minutes 😍😍👍🏽👍🏽

no i will not stop being salty about jesper. fuck you

"well if you dont die we dont get paid" shdjfk

zoya inej nina the friendship i needed

wow what a beautiful and touching moment. it feels anticlimatic but okay 🙂‼️😐👍🏽‼️💪🏽🤡🗣️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️😭🙏🏽💪🏽🗣️

oh nvm. i keep forgetting this isnt the last episode

is that a giant CROW

lol of course it isnt

okay now its the last episode :')

"yes my man! oh we havent actually put a label on it" bye that is so jesper of him

oh. wow. she actually did it.

at least inej and zoya are being badass MY GIRLS ‼️‼️

"let me be your monster" stop being such a kaz ripoff please

FINALLY. his villain speech was taking too long

did she use merzost :(

tolya's random ass burst of poetry 💀💀

HE SEES HER

he literally cannot take his eyes off of her

I CANT. I CANT. THEY WANTED TO HUG SO BADLY YOU COULD SEE THE RELIEF IN THEIR EYES KAZ ALMOST SMILED

but she would never know what it was like for him to see nina pull her close watch jesper loop his arm through hers, what it was to stand in doorways and against walls AND KNOW HE COULD NEVER DRAW NEARER

im sick. theyre so sick for this and knowing we'll never get a chance to see them even hold hands. i cant 🙂

they way she moved towards him then moved back killing myself thnx

"five of cro-" bro predicted the ending of ck

not the malina angst too is this show trying to kill me?? i think it is

"i'll claw my way to one. if he'll let me" IM TELLING YOU!! TRYING TO KILL ME

HE LOOKED AT INEJ

SHES HIS HAPPILY EVER AFTER IM SO DONE IM GOING TO THROW MY LAPTOP ON THE FLOOR 😭😭😭😭😭😭

did they kill off david or not omg

i love how the crows just started walking away they were so eager to get out (except nina's lingering glance at zoya)

oh. oh hes going to be to be sturmhond

see hes so much like inej they both leave to the seas to find themselves outside of the person they love because they want a life for theselves and freedom

i reached the text limit imma make a new post

[breathplayed]

69 and 76 for the ask game. take care!

THANK u lovely u too!!!! also Heh heh sixty nine

(69) how do you write emotional scenes? do you ever feel what the characters feel? oh jesus yeah. i actually like. this is embarrassing idk but when i write i kinda do Method Acting. i imagine the course of the character's story and how it's made them feel and shaped them, and i immerse myself completely in how i think their mental state feels like im trying on their persona, it's literally like i am roleplaying/LARPing them in my head, i try to pretend im them and how they are feeling and experiencing everything. no matter what emotion i write, if its sad or angry or scared or whatever !! i usually write in long multiple hour stretches bc i have worked myself into that characters headspace and i gotta keep going while im there

in some ways it helps because im like... not wondering how they're feeling, i Am feeling it . im pretending to be the character and even making expressions and shit (fun fact i took acting lessons and did theater for like 3 years in my early teens so it probably comes from there. bc i Remember them telling us to make urself BE the character and feel what they're feeling to understand and play them. lol) but it also hurts sometimes, i took a hiatus from tlg for a lot of reasons but one of them was that ch17 was So Fucking Hard to write. tlg!jimin's head is a Lot to be in and i felt overwhelmed, i wasnt sure i could tackle trying to like.... translate the horror/emotion of the grief of Faking Ur Death that vmin feel down into written word well enough. i was already really intimidated wondering how i could pull that off, and i wasnt ever like "oooh yeah i want to go work on that right now" bc it meant having to Be in that headspace lol. i only write tlg (or really anything super angsty) when i get inspired to imagine their feelings from like, daydreaming while driving listening to the playlist. me writing something emotional means i have to make myself feel that emotion so sometimes when i am in a rly good mood im like yeah.... writing isnt happening today, the Emotions wont go onto the page, sorry everypony

(76) what is one essential thing to remember when writing a villain? LOVE villains i smiled seeing this one again i love that u wanted to know this. answered it here!

[razzmothazz]

replying to these tags

because YES PEOPLE THINK THAT AND IM SO SICK OF IT. i saw so many people say "x song shouldve been nightcord" "why isnt y song nightcord" just because the song has sad lyrics or melody as if nightcord is only about being sad and no other unit can have songs that are about such topics and i hate everyone who thinks that with a burning passion like. they HAVE to be missing the point on purpose at this point

NIGHTCORD IS ABOUT HOPE AND HEALING COMING FROM A DARK PLACE AND ABOUT HELPING AND CARING FOR EACHOTHER THROUGH STRUGGLES FOCUSING ON MENTAL HEALTH THEYRE ALL ABOUT HEALING AND ITS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THEMEEEE BUT SO MANY PEOPLE CHOOSE TO IGNORE IT BECAUSE THEY LIKE ANGST MORE OR WHATEVER AND SO OFTEN ITS THE SAME PEOPLE WHO WANNA MAKE EVERY HAPPY CHARACTER ANGSTY TOO FOR NO REASON WHATSOEVER LIKE PLEASE JUST LET A CHARACTER GET BETTER AND BE HAPPY FOR GODS SAKE AAAAAAARGHDHHDHFHGHGN

n25 stories are meant to reach those who are struggling. theyre made to resonate with people who have mental health issues to bring them hope and help with coping by showing you what connecting with others can do. the stories are telling you to reach out. that its worth to try. their stories are made for people to inspire them to heal. not to get worse. and acting like you want the characters to get worse or to always be stuck in their depressive state for no fucking reason and that no other unit can experience negative emotions is stupid. they are meant to heal. its the whole point of the unit. its their whole thing for gods sake. and its beautiful.

the day all of the pjsk fandom realizes nightcord isnt about being stuck in depression and being permanently sad and angsty but is actually about healing and showing no one is beyond saving no matter how bad it is right now is the day i can finally rest peacefully

[hugh-lauries-bald-spot]

i always find it so funny to see angsty dsmp anything cause its like something really deep or sad with like super dark themes and its about some guy named tubbo or quackity

-a person who has never seen dsmp

this isnt meant to be taken as shit, carry on dsmp fans

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 | drabble

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pairing : bakugou x fem!reader

genre : fluff, angsty

request : can i request a bakugou x reader where he says something really mean to the reader and she gets really upset and gives him silent treatment and he tries to make it up to her.

> quirk : eleven stranger things : telekinesis <

you and bakugou had been dating for months now, one of the reasons he fell for you is because you have never been afraid of him or afraid of stranding up to him which immediately got his attention, this particular day you were all training and bakugou was against todoroki.

todoroki said some things back to bakugou when they were fighting which you didn’t hear but it annoyed bakugou, after your match against denki you all went to the dorms for your weekend off, you knocked on your boyfriends door to see if he was doing okay, you walked in ‘what the fuck do you want’ you knew he was upset and you got quite used to his explosive anger and knew he didnt mean it, ‘what happened’ you sat next to him, ‘why do you fucking care?’ he got up and sat in his desk chair away from you, ‘if it’s about what todoroki said to you, i don’t know what he said but whatever it is it doesn’t matter, you’re doing great and you’re working so hard. he scoffed and turned to you ‘what like you are? the only reason you won to dunce face is because you know his weak spots if that was a real villain you would’ve lost, besides i don’t need fucking reassurance i know i’m working hard i don’t need a distraction to tell me that’ you stared at him with tears in your eyes, with that you walked out, tears rolling down your face, you knew he was upset but he had no right to take it out on you like that, you went downstairs before putting on your shoes to get some air ‘woah y/n what’s wrong’ mina came up to you along with denki and kirishima, ‘it’s fine just bakugou, but i’ll be okay i just need air’ they looked at you with sad eyes before they could say anything else you ran out, you never let your guard down so they knew it must’ve been bad, as soon as you ran out bakugou ran downstairs, denki saw him and said ‘dude what did you say to her’, ‘where did she go, i fucked up’. mina stood up ‘she was sobbing bakugou what the fuck did you do’, guilt consumed him ‘i was angry i didn’t mean to take it out on her’ he called you but you ignored him.

‘y/n? what are you doing here?’ you went to the facilities not really thinking about where you were going, you looked up at midoriya and todoroki training ‘sorry i’ll go i didn’t mean-‘.. ‘no no it’s okay are you okay?’ you nodded a little before sitting down and shaking your head, ‘it’s fine i just got into a fight with bakugou and i need to control myself i shouldn’t be crying like this’ you smiled weakly at the boys, ‘look y/n you’re so composed all the time that must be hard, letting go isnt a bad thing, i cry all the time’ the green haired boy laughed, ‘y/n i should apologise it was me who riled him up’ you looked at todoroki ‘no no mather what you said to him he had no right to take it out on me’.

you stayed with the boys for a while training with them, that weekend you decided to avoid bakugou, purposefully waking up before he does and making plans so you didn’t run into him, ‘mina, ochako do you guys want to go shopping i don’t really want to be in the dorms all day’ thankfully they agreed and you spent the day with them, you felt a little empty from not spending your morning with bakugou, you always woke up together on saturday mornings and got breakfast.

‘wheres y/n?’ bakugou asked everyone in the common room, ‘she went shopping with mina and ochako’ todoroki spoke, ‘and how is it you know before her boyfriend does icyhot’.. ‘well if you treated her well then maybe she wouldn’t have been with me and midoriya last night’, he made midoriya explain, ‘well she walked in not really realising where she was and she didn’t say much only that you guys fought..kaachan what happened’ midoriya hesitated, ‘i fucked up i was angry and i told her she’s just a distraction’ he put his head in his hands, ‘bakugou what the fuck’.

once you all got home it was late, you purposefully made sure it was late hoping bakugou was in bed by now, mina had also asked if you wanted to have a sleepover with her and ochako which you agreed to. you all walked in it was almost 12am and much to your dismay the angry blonde now frustrated blonde was sat in the common area, you didn’t want to talk to him in the slightest you couldn’t deal with that right now, ‘y/n wait can we talk’ you ignored him and went up the stairs to minas dorms, ‘deserved but you’re going to have to talk to him at some point you know?’ you wanted desperately to go back to how things were but you weren’t going to let him off so easily, maybe you were overthinking it too much but it hurt you a lot more than you’d like to admit ‘just a distraction’.

that monday you walked to class with midoriya and todoroki instead of bakugou. you’ve always sat a couple rows behind bakugou with denki, ‘have you talked to him yet’ you shook your head ‘i’m avoiding him, it just hurts so fucking much, i thought i meant more to him’ he smiled hugging you from the side ‘it’ll be okay y/n’. you didn’t look up but you knew from kirishimas hair that bakugou and kirishima had walked in, that day you had training with the whole class which means you probably had to pick pairs thankfully todoroki picked you, which made the blonde sigh. you tried not to take your anger out on the match, everyone realised you were doing a lot better than usual in reward you beat todoroki disabling him by propelling yourself up with your quirk and jumping on him causing him to fall and you took that second to push his hands down with the force from your quirk, the only problem was the position you were in, you were sat on todorokis stomach while he was layed on the ground and you didn’t think anything of it but bakugou did. aizawa noticed you were doing a lot better than usual, ‘y/n have you been training outside of class’ you nodded, ‘i just checked the logs.. y/n you’re doing great and improving fast but don’t push yourself, i can see the scratches on your hands from overusing your quirk’. usually bakugou was there when you trained to give you breaks so you didn’t overdo it.

‘y/n please at least fucking look at me’ you had just cleaned yourself up and turned to him, ‘this is driving me insane y/n’ you looked at him with sad eyes meeting his equally as sad ones, ‘i know i fucked up you’re not a distraction you’re so much fucking more than that, i should never have taken it out on you’ you looked at him about to say something and then todoroki walked past you, cleaning himself up after your sparring. ‘do you like him’ you scoff, ‘bakugou he and midoriya were there for me afterwards, they were there for me after you fucked up, of course i like him we’re friends?’. after a second you realised what he meant ‘wait you thought i liked him like that?.. why would you even think that’ he walked a little closer to you ‘just the way you disabled him...’ it was clear he had been overthinking as well which made your eyes soften, ‘baby please let me make it up to you..’ he whispered, you know how much he must love you from how upset he looks. he looked in your eyes, you let out a couple tears making him pull you into his arms ‘i’m so sorry i’ll make it up to you okay?’.

A/N :

lowkey hate this dhdhhdb

taglist : @blazedbakugou @todoroki-shoto-is-life

[song-tam]

sobs and snuggles — fitz vacker x keefe sencen

Summary: Lots of Fitzy angst, though it becomes kinda fluffy at the end because just like Keefitz.

A/N: Okay this is my first oneshot (on tumblr at least) but there will definitely be more to come when I get around to it. This was based off of a mini headcanon that @sunset-telepath inspired and @stardustanddaffodils added onto. 

Warnings: this got pretty angsty. also, alden’s kind of an arse in this.

Taglist (I’m just tagging random friends for now): @psychopathicqueenly @dreaminq-out-loud @howyoulikethat237 @sunset-telepath @sencenforever180 @the-sky-isnt-blueee @totalkeefitztrash 

Fitz and his emotions seemed to be at war lately. 

No, not lately. It was just more clear that Fitz and his feelings were fighting now, but they’d always been battling.

“Why do I have to go into the Forbidden Cities, Dad?” Twelve-year-old Fitz had asked. “What if I get in trouble, it’s dangerous, I-”

“Fitz.” Alden said, stone-faced. “You are going to the Forbidden Cities. You are going to look for this girl and you are going to bring her here when you find her, and until that happens, you’re just going to keep going back.”

Fitz had shook his head. “But I don’t want to go. I’d rather stay home. I want to be... normal for once. Maybe play base quest with Keefe and Biana-”

“But you aren’t normal, Fitz. You are a Vacker, you have a legacy to uphold, and finding her is more important than playing base quest.” Alden had insisted, his face smiling but an icy edge to his words. 

Fitz’d gulped, nodding his head yes, all right, he would do it, when all he really wanted to do was cry. He didn’t even understand why his eyes were turning glassy, why there was a lump in his throat. After all, his father had asked one simple thing of him.

He’d obey. He did what he was expected to, looking for the elf among humans all while making time for his few friends and staying at the top of his class and doing everything else he, the perfect Vacker boy, was supposed to do.

Fitz leaned back against the bathroom wall, tears streaming down his face, holding Mr. Snuggles in his arms. “I’m so tired,” he whispered to no one. “Tired of trying so hard all the time to be perfect, tired of not being able to mess up, tired, just so tired.”

He thought about how perfect he had to be, how he had to wear his carefully created mask everyday, how by trying to be there for the people he loved he was stepped on.

Wonderboy. Dex had given him that nickname. Fitz wasn’t too sure what to make of it. That meant he was keeping up the perfect image, the mask he needed to wear. It was important that everyone saw him that way—at least that was what Alden had implied—but Fitz wondered what it would be like if he could mess up. Make mistakes and not have everybody gossiping about them, judging him and his family, wondering whether he was worthy of being a Vacker or not.

He wondered what it would be like to be normal.

But he, Fitzroy Avery Vacker, was never, ever getting that chance.

A new sob escaped him with this realization, even more coming after the first. Fitz tried to be as quiet as possible; he didn’t want Alden or Della or Biana hearing him and then coming and finding him bawling in his bathroom.

His shoulders shook and fury rose up inside Fitz. He was angry at his father for shoving all this pressure on him, angry at himself for not being able to deal with the pressure, angry at his entire lineage for creating such an impossible legacy to live up to, just angry at the entire world. 

Fitz hurled Mr. Snuggles against the opposite wall, along with a few other miscellaneous things from his bathroom vanity. He looked around for more things to throw, but his anger started to fade back into sadness and he curled up into a ball again, tears falling.

Hiccuping, Fitz reached for Mr. Snuggles again and rummaged around for something to blow his nose on. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he winced. His eyes were rimmed red and it couldn’t have been more obvious that he had been crying.

“Crap,” he muttered. “I can’t let Mom or Biana see me like this, they’ll ask too many questions.” Questions I don’t particularly want to answer. Questions I don’t have an answer to. 

“Fitz!” Fitz stiffened, recognizing that voice immediately. If there was anyone would press harder than his mom and sister—and actually get real answers—it was Keefe Sencen.

“Dude, where are you? I have something to show you,” Keefe’s voice grew louder and there were footsteps; he was coming up the stairs. Fitz splashed water on his face and rubbed his eyes as hard as could, trying to erase as much of the evidence that he’d been crying before—

“Fitz?” The bathroom door stood slightly ajar, and Keefe stood in the doorway, a hesitant expression on his face. Keefe’s eyes stared into Fitz’s with such intensity and concern that he felt a red flush creeping up his neck. 

“What happened?” Keefe said softly, worry laced into his words. “Are you all right, how can I help?”

Fitz shook his head. “No, it’s fine. I’m okay, it’s nothing to concern yourself with.”

“Looks to me like it’s definitely something I should concern myself with.” Keefe took a few hesitant steps towards Fitz, setting something down on the vanity. Fitz didn’t get a good look at because the next thing he knew, Keefe’s arms were around him and he started crying again, burying his face in Keefe’s shoulder.

Keefe’s arms around him tightened, and he sobbed harder. “You don’t have to explain,” Keefe whispered softly. “I get it. You don’t owe anyone, least of all me, an explanation.”

“Thank you,” Fitz mumbled into Keefe’s shirt.

“Don’t,” the blond boy replied automatically. “You don’t need to thank me. You’re my friend, and I... I care about you.”

“Well, you’re a good friend.”

Keefe laughed quietly. “You’re a better one.”

“I’m glad you’re my best friend.” Even if I wish you were more. Even if I wish you were holding me as my boyfriend and not as just a friend.

He’d settle for this, though, for now. What Fitz wanted wasn’t necessarily what he needed, and he was glad his sobs were countered and comforted by Keefe’s snuggles.

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My heart!! Janus angst!!!! My poor boy that was so good and so sad. I loved the concepts so so much! I feel like Janus carries so much guilt inside of him. Does he ever talk to Vee about what happened? Like with an adult Vee? I picture a very angsty scene but idk if Vee would ever be up to that conversation bc maybe Janus will cry? And I know Vee doesn't feel comfortable conforting others. The angst is so good I love it!

Also! The concept of Roman not talking to Vee for so long even seeing how Vee is different from the dark sides makes a lot of sense with his ADHD. A huge part of it is something called RSD and he'd feel any negative comments the other dark sides made about him a lot stronger because of that so it makes so much sense for him to be like that! I'm loving all the concepts!! 🧁

hello !! is it okay to ask if in future you send separate asks for different concepts/topics? i just get a lil overwhelmed by multiple topics or questions in one ask if thats ok! and im a hypocrit bc i type long replies but long asks are hard to read w/ my dyslexia

no no janus and vee HAVE talked about what happened already but it was offscreen and actually before labd started, thats how they can start repairing their relationship now - theyve already discussed what went wrong and janus has apologized - but i dont think i will write that scene as its v heavy and tbh i wanna give the cahractwrs privacy for it as weird as that might sounds

and about roman, actually the thing is, i dont really see romans adhd as presenting with RSD very much - ive actually mentioned before i think vee exhibits more signs of rsd than roman does. feel free to point out specific examples if anyone thinks roman DOES have rsd in this au but i havent intentionally tried for that and dont rlly intend to

the thing is i think theres a lot of content in this fandom with roman being rlly affected by others' opinions of him (which is cool!) but actually i really wanted to created a version of roman for this au who is very confident with himself as a person and in his work and isnt affected much by peoples judgemnets and criticism,

so pwrsonally i dont think roman cares what the dark sides think of him at all - like when thomas found out about the blackout where roman actually regressed for the first (and possibly only) time ever, that meant janus remus and remy all learned about it too. but roman didnt care that remus and jan knew about it because theyre werent important to him at the time. he only worried that remy would think he was uncool for it because he looks up to remy so much

so yeah, im glad u liked the concepts but i rlly dont think roman has rsd here