#this sat in my drafts for ages

[fullmoonandstar]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Scenes from a Marriage (TV 2021) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Levy (Scenes From a Marriage)/Reader Characters: Jonathan Levy (Scenes From a Marriage), Reader Summary:

Your neighbours have some problems, and you get to know Jonathan better

I posted something on ao3 but I’m too lazy to post it here, so go read <3

[piratechnics]

i'll come running to you, honey, when you want me

something's got a hold on me and i don't know what

[long-claw]

i think we forget just how shocking the reveal that present day getou is kenjaku was. and, by extension, just how unprecedented gojo revealing kenjaku to the audience was.

everyone who isn't in the know after the shibuya incident would always refer to kenjaku as getou and it would drive me crazy. i forget that, after jjk0 and hidden inventory, i also fully believed that was getou. hell, mahito and the curses believe he's getou.

and i've only rethought it recently because im watching jjk with a friend who knows nothing about the show or manga. after we watched hidden inventory and jjk0 i was surprised by how unaffected he was by getou's part of the story.

but he doesn't see getou the same as i do because kenjaku's reveal re contextualises getou's whole role. to my friend, getou's the current day villain like he was in jjk0, and he's alive, with jjk being far enough removed from reality that most viewers just assume getou is alive.

but finding out about kenjaku reveals that getou isn't the antagonist of the story, he was dead before it even started. he's not the current day villain, he's a ghost haunting the narrative. and i think that makes jjk0 feel so much more final.

in hidden inventory you're not worried about gojo because you know he's alive in present day, and i think it's a similar situation with getou, the viewer thinks jjk0 is just another chapter, when really it's a failure of everything getou wanted. and ultimately, it's gojo that set the record straight on getou's story, because no one else could have.

update: BAHAH OH WAS MY FRIEND SHOCKED

[dropssofjupitter]

~Eddie Munson Blurb ~

Eddie was dying. Eddie was dying and you were killing him. 

He ran a hand down his face, stifling a groan as he watched you laugh on the couch across from him. Your shirt was riding up; a small, tight black top that showed your midriff. And right now it was showcasing the band of your bra. 

Fuck your bra. 

Fuck your bra and fuck your clothes and fuck that little laugh that you were trying to cover up as Gareth told you a stupid joke that probably wasn’t even funny. He clenched his jaw as he watched one of your hands cover your mouth, eyes sparkling as Gareth cracked yet another joke. 

Yeah fuck Gareth. 

The girl next to him wrapped her arm around his shoulder, but Eddie could hardly remember her name, much less how she ended up half perched on the chair of the couch and half perched in his lap. She had been trying to cozy up to him all night; all bleach blonde hair and bright pink lipstick and definitely not his type. But she was here, and you were there. So he let his hand rest on her waist, let his lips tug up into a smirk as she giggled in his ear about some stupid shit he said. Let her drag a hand down his chest while he stared at you. 

God you looked good. You always did, but you looked especially good tonight. And maybe it was because there were so many people around, maybe it was because he knew you were off limits, but Eddie didn’t think he’d ever seen you look this magnetic. 

The girl next to him kissed his neck, her hand slipped under his shirt. He sat, still as stone, eyes never leaving you as you told some stupid fucking joke back to Gareth. Teeth dragged under his ear as he wished it was him you’d told that joke to. Acrylic nails scraped down his chest while he imagined that they were yours - short and neat and decorated with that horrendously chipped olive green nail polish you adored. 

Her voice whispered in his ears, asking him if he wanted to go somewhere quieter in a suggestive tone, and all he could think about was how desperately that he wished it was yours. That you and your stupid fucking shirt and your stupid fucking laugh were seated next to him instead. That it was your legs swung over his lap, that it was your chest pressed against his arm. 

But it wasn’t. You were with Gareth. Stupid god damn fucking Gareth. 

So he turned to the girl and nodded, let her drag him out of his seat and down the hall to find an empty room. And he imagined it was you. 

[scooterpengie]

Redrew this moment from Gravity Falls but with them because I really love Flug and Dem's sibling dynamic 😭

This started as a joke but now I'm like Flug and Dem give me such Mabel and Dipper vibes, I wanna see how many more Gravity Falls jokes I can make

[whump-card]

for the prompts request: tiny whump?

You caught something!

Thank you for the prompt!

Art taglist: @angst-after-dark, @whumpsday, @flowersarefreetherapy, @rainydaywhump

[x-neurodivergent-reader]

Headcanons: Dhawan!Master with a companion who has migraines

@asexualaromosafezone’s request: “could I request a Master x platonic reader… …Where the reader is having a bit of a brain fog cause by a migraine coming on... ...or after where the reader is sluggish really not there and shutdown to *reboot* and falling a sleep… …I get sleepy after a attack. Master pick up on the changes of his dear pet. Master just takes care of them and keep a eye on them, knowing full well that the feeling in their hand is not back just yet.”

A/N: Sorry this took a while, but here you go! Your description of your migraine symptoms helped a ton, so thank you for including it – I hope you like this!

The reader here is gender-neutral. These imagines are written to be fully platonic!

Content warnings: None.

You’re the Master’s closest friend, not that he would admit that to you. Despite him not being open enough to express it verbally, however, it often shows in his actions towards you.

One example of this is how he notices immediately when your migraines start to develop, having learnt to recognise the brain fogginess as a sign leading up to them.

The moment he notices you becoming more disoriented and unfocused, he’ll prioritise finding you somewhere to relax – whether it be on the TARDIS, or somewhere near you during a trip.

He always tries to find somewhere quiet and dim, with a place for you to sit down, so you don’t have to suffer as much during the migraine.

If you two were in the middle of an adventure, he’ll quietly guard you nearby with the TCE, more than ready to cut anyone who may disturb you down to size…

…unless you ask him to stay with you, in which case he’ll either get an ally you’ve gained during the trip to stand guard, or use a transmat to get you and him back to the TARDIS (he started to keep them with him each time you travel together, just in case).

If you start shivering or losing the feeling in your hands while holding something important, he’ll be sure to pick it up again for you before you leave, if possible.

He knows you might get angry at yourself for not being able to stay steady enough to keep assisting him, so he makes sure your efforts weren’t for nothing. It's his way of looking out for you.

Has a quiet room on the TARDIS, designed to suit your needs during migraines. The lights can be adjusted to your liking, the walls are soundproof, and it includes both beanbags and a bed, so you can rest well during the aftermath.

The Master’s temper is volatile and easily triggered - but over time, he's learnt to be more patient when you become irritable during migraines.

He'll help you when you're at your most vulnerable not only because you're his loyal companion, but also because you're not-so-secretly his favourite human.

[veilkeeper]

ive had a sort of wild concept in my head since i saw how mad gale gets when durge's past is revealed at the inauguration so bear with me here.

gale walking into the throne room and having to realize that not only does this Obviously Evil Guy know his lover, but that he knew them well. and from how durge is talking to him, part of them remembers, even if it isn't the conscious part of them.

and what's worse, they don't seem nearly as put off as they should be by everything they're learning. in fact, they're mad at gale for being mad at them! as if he isn't completely justified in being upset, learning that they were one of the orchestrators of all this chaos.

and im imagining once tempers cool, durge pitches the idea of allying with gortash with little stars in their eyes, we can be gods, gale, both of us. and gale just watching them with horror, because how could they possibly be on board with this?

so durge spits an ultimatum. both of us or neither of us. equals, one way or another.

but that makes no sense! they were completely fine with gale taking the crown before! and it's not like he's going to just abandon them once he has the crown, they'll be equals not in power but in affection, which is basically the same thing, right? so he takes a breath to argue his side, to convince them to just go back to the old plan and ignore whatever gortash had offered them (why do they trust him so much, anyway?). he tries to convince them to see sense, but before he can, durge just hears "no" and cuts him off.

fine. we could have shared, you know.

and they leave. worse, they leave him, and they go back to the person offering them a chance to be equals above the rest, accepted wholly as they are, at the cost of the entire world.

[tigers1o1]

I feel like all albatrio just bites people for fun. I have no reason so believe this nor can I explain why but they do

No but you’re correct. 100% correct

They actually even said at one point “these seem like the type of characters to just make noises when they’re bored to entertain themselves”

They just. Chomp. Each other to show their affection :>

I’ve actually seen a lot of headcanons about undersea culture and differences in love language and a v common one is chomping, so I think Gillion started it and Chip and Jay just went “huh. Yeah ok” and did it too. Jay was probably the last to pick it up. Chips just feral like that

[nathaniel-underwood-is-an-intj]

Albert Browne Cosplay

A little closet cosplay of Albert Browne and some of the scenery of the woods I picture him and Scarlett walking through in the first book. I'd love to do a Scarlett cosplay at some point because I need an excuse to buy a red wig but I don't have a hat or shoes that match her description and they're a big part of what makes her recognizable. So thank you to Mr. Stroud for making Albert's wardrobe so simple 😭

An overcast rainy September day really was perfect for the creepy atmosphere the nature in Outlaws has. It also helps that most of the English countryside looks the same so even though these are further south than the book is set they're pretty accurate.

I'm really loving the books so far and I'm trying to find some songs that match the vibe. So far a lot of them are quite western inspired, but I think Apple Blossom by The White Stripes is a great song for Albert.

I know the Scarlett and Browne fandom is probably the smallest of all Storud's books but I hope someone enjoys (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

-Following Scarlett through the woods to get away from the bus crash site and being a clumsy goof while doing so-

-Getting distracted by interesting things in the woods and pointing them out to Scarlett-

-Patiently waiting where Scarlett has put him-

-Maybe a little less pathetic than he first appears?-

-Watch out for The Tainted-

[noitar-arat]

"A misty memory...."

[taliah-tezel]

Location: Taliah's Home. Mentions/Tags: Kaan (her father), Ayda ( her mom), Lousie (her father's girlfriend), Serkan (her Uncle), @colemonroe, @emiri-tezel, the club in general. Triggers: talks about death, grief, trauma. Summary: Taliah's father finally returns 'home' from business after months. He hasn't been home in almost an entire year and so, they have a lot to catch up on. Fatherly concern, decade-old confessions, emotional speeches and hope for the future.

"Well, better late than never." Taliah shrugs from her seat on the couch, staring at the presents now placed on the coffee table. They were supposed to be exchanged at Christmas, but at the last minute, her father had cancelled his trip and had only just gotten around to visiting. Still, it was a happy occasion, she loved to catch up whenever he came back and this time, she felt as though she had so much that was positive to tell him.

At least half an hour had gone by, she'd told him all about how her new role at the fire station was going, everything about July 4th, right down to running in and saving her friend's child. That earned a solid look of concern that was completely warranted, but she wouldn't let it take away from the fact she got lucky and actually saved a child's life. Taliah spared her father the details of her breakdown and chose to only tell him that she had been attending therapy sessions for a while now. She wasn't ashamed by it, why should she be? It takes strength to admit when you need help. That much she knew was true.

"That's all wonderful, kızım," [my daughter,] "I can see the difference in you. You look happier." Kaan nods, smiling warmly over at her. "I am happier." Taliah agrees, able to feel the difference in how she was just a few months ago. She hadn't got around to talking to him about Cole yet, saving that for last only because she knew she'd talk the most about that topic. "How long are you staying? I have the day off on Thursday. I can cook dinner, you me and Cole? It'll be nice." At least, it sounded nice in her imagination. "And Louise?" He says, causing Taliah to shuffle her shoulders in mild discomfort. "I didn't know you brought her with you." An honest comment and one that actually tracked because when he did come back here, she usually stayed in whatever luxurious all inclusive resort they'd been residing in. "She's my partner, Tali, I'd really like you two to share more than a couple of words. So, sure, I think dinner together sounds like a wonderful idea, give us all a chance to chat. You'd like her if you just give her a real chance." He speaks convincingly, and all Taliah can do is respond with a tight smile and enough grace to say "okay." Even if she didn't believe it for a second.

"It's long overdue, and I would like to catch up, especially since I haven't had the chance since you and Cole became an item." Nodding, he tried his best to smile but Taliah knew him well enough to see that something was off. "... Yeah," she mumbled. Before she could ask, he was already making an additional comment that had her mouth popping open. "I lost the bet," sighing, he leans forward to place his cup down. "Serkan and I, outside of the clubs bet, we had a foolish one between the two of us that we shook on maybe 5 or so years ago now. He bet $100 that you and Cole would get together in the next ten years. I bet that you wouldn't, I thought the two of you would just remain friends." Chuckling slightly, Taliah couldn't help but crinkle her nose a little, though she wasn't surprised there was yet another bet that happened in regards to them.

"Um, well yeah, we were friends. You know he's always been my closest friend, that hasn't changed." Even now they were in a relationship, it hadn't changed the fact that Cole was still her best friend, he always would be. "I'm a little surprised, actually, you're the first person to say they didn't see it coming a mile away." She comments, watching curiously as he shakes his head as if to suggest she's wrong. "I could see what everyone else did, I just never thought you'd act on it. The years had gone by and I guess I just assumed you were looking for someone... you know, different." Still with a polite smile, he hadn't meant any offence, but Taliah couldn't help but feel like he wasn't as happy for her as everyone else was.

"Different?" Scratching a little at her head, she shrugs her shoulders. "To be factual, I wasn't looking for anyone, period. If I was, maybe I'd have noticed what everyone else did a lot sooner, but, different?" Frowning, she shakes her head firmly. "No. He's always been everything I needed, you know how he treats me, you have seen how he cares." The way Taliah had always turned to Cole first, above everyone, her father knew the pair of them were bonded from the first time they met. "Oh, I know that, Taliah. I don't mean it the wrong way, Cole is a great man." Kaan nods, knowing it to be true, at least regarding his daughter. How could he ever forget how he sacrificed his freedom to protect her?

"He is a great man. So why is your face doing that thing it does when you're not being honest." Taliah folded her arms, finding herself just a little defensive and confused. "If you have something to say, dad, just say it." Adapting a firmer tone, she couldn't stand people who beat around the bush - whatever he was thinking? She wanted him to spit it out. Kaan sighed, knowing that tone all too well, remembering how his wife, her mother, had the exact same one whenever she got irate. "My sweet girl, I'm not saying I'm not happy for you, I am. But... As a father, I think there's a part of me that hoped that if you found someone to share your life with, it would be someone... Normal." His eyes partially squeezed shut as soon as the words came out, knowing that he hadn't really explained that the way he intended.

"Normal?" Taliah was taken aback by everything he said, but nothing stuck out to her more than that word. "Normal..." she repeated, leaning back in the chair. She knew what he meant by it, he was inadvertently saying that he wasn't thrilled that she'd chosen to share her life with someone belonging to the club. "Normal doesn't equal safe." Tilting her head to the side, a look of distant thought there in her eyes. "I thought Callum was normal. Look where that got me." Brown eyes watch as her father practically grimaces at the spoken name. "I understand why you would have your reservations as a father, but I think you're out of line. Cole, the club as a whole... They took us in like family, you know them. You know what they'd do to protect those they care about."

"I know, I know... It's just a worry, the things they do, the dangers, I can't handle the thought of you getting wrapped up in something because of how they live their lives. That's not me judging any of them, sweetheart, it's just my instinct to be concerned for you." Grappling with his own thoughts, he was trying his best to articulate exactly what he wanted to say, but he could see from the look on her face she was far from impressed. "Bullshit." Taliah scoffs. "I'm a grown woman now, I don't need your concern. Where were these instincts when I was 16? You moved us here to be with Serkan, you knew that meant the club too. You can't...." Pausing, she can't help but blow out a half breath, half laugh of pure disbelief. "You can't decide to be worried now, when that worry wasn't enough then to keep us at home and a world away from them all." Home being Turkey, that was. "What absolute bullshit, honestly." Pressing a thumb and finger over her eyes, she needed to take a minute, a breath. How could her father rain on her parade this way? Why couldn't he just be as happy for her as everyone else who loved her was?

"That's not fair, Taliah." Grumbling at her sees to her hand moving away from her face, eyes widened with surprise. "Oh, it's not fair, well fuck me, guess I didn't realise it wasn't fair. Must run in the family." Biting at him before she could even keep up with what was coming out her mouth, she would be lying if she didn't regret it. Not that it showed on her stubborn features and folded arms. "Meaning?" He asks, and she knew to expect that he would. "Meaning," a pause, a deep breath as she makes some attempt to form the words and do so carefully. Her intention was not to hurt him, but she felt so defensive right now that it was difficult to really articulate. "Was it fair for me when you uprooted us from home and brought us here? You needed your brother, don't think I don't understand that. It was just hard for me, I don't think you ever really thought about that." A slow shrug, she can see the wheels of confusion turning inside his head. "I wanted a new start for us, I..." He stops, not even knowing how to proceed, but luckily, she did. "You wanted to run away from your pain. Like I said, I understand. I never protested, but that doesn't mean I wanted the same. I just kept quiet because I knew it was what you needed, and I thought if it helped you, then it was worth it." Taliah admits. "But I was so... Isolated. We left behind everything. Everyone. All my friends, all the things that I was using to help me, it was gone, and we were here. Strange town, full of people who talked so fast I couldn't keep up. Because maybe you forgot, but I didn't have the world experience you did, nor the ability to be as fluent in this language as you were. Emiri tried her best, Serkan too, and so did Cole, but it didn't change the fact that for a long time, I didn't want to be here, I wanted to go home, and you didn't see me enough to notice."

"You never said..." His voice was quiet and his face, a vision of guilt he had never registered before. "You never asked." Taliah says, pulling in another deep breath. "Me, Serkan, the club, we made sure you kept your head above water because that's what you needed. It was Cole who did that for me, he didn't talk at me, he talked to me, with patience and kindness that helped me feel like I wasn't so alone. That's what helped me see that the entire club was doing their best to invite us into their world, into their family." Sitting forward, Taliah holds his gaze just so she can be sure he's listening. "I'm not trying to make you feel guilty... And I don't blame you, not for any of it. I just don't think you've ever let yourself think about how your decisions impacted me. The club saved your life and they certainly saved mine. So you can take your normal, and shove it. I don't need normal. I need them. I need Cole. They're my family."

"I know they are. Taliah! You've misunderstood what I was trying to say." Frustrated, he drags a hand over his face and lowers his head. Everything she'd just let spill out needed time to process. The fact she was right about it all only made him feel more ashamed than he already did. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I did that to you. I... had no idea you felt so unhappy about the move. I thought it was what we both wanted. I didn't want to be there without..." He stops, even now, finding difficulty in talking about her mom. "And I just assumed you felt the same." His eyes are stung with tears, and Taliah can't help but feel bad about the way this all came tumbling out. "Dad, I don't need you to be sorry, I never did. I'm just trying to explain, because I think you need the reminder that the people you're worried about me being around are the same people you propelled me into as a teenager. The same people who helped us when they didn't have to. The dangers now were the same then, the only difference is I'm an adult now. I can decide for myself whether they're risks I want to take, and much like you, I've chosen to take them, with the knowledge that they're completely worth it. They're built differently, you know they are. Every one of those men would shield you from harm, every one of them, I could leave my drink with and know I'm not going to get spiked. They are good men at their core and I know now that being here, with them, with Cole, it's where I belong. So you can give your blessing or refuse it, your opinion really doesn't influence how I feel." Nodding her head firmly, she has to swallow the lump in her throat that threatens to show how shaken she is by her confessions. She doesn't want to crumble, she needs to be strong because this was the truth; it was her truth.

Her dad was silent for what felt like minutes, in reality, it was probably just a few seconds. "Serkan was the best man I ever knew, and back then, I didn't know what it meant for him to be a Son's founder. I knew a little, and suspected a lot, but what I knew in my heart was that he was a good man. It didn't take me long to see that the people he was surrounded by were just as good. So yes, Taliah, you have my blessing, of course you do. Maybe you forget that I too, have watched Cole grow up. And what he did for you back then, with no thought for his own consequences, it gets my highest respect. Anyone who would give up their freedom to protect my daughter is worthy of my daughter. I don't need you to tell me he's good at his heart, I can see it." Kaan breathes out slowly, keeping his eyes on his intertwined hands. "I've let you down more than I realised... And Cole never has. That's what you're telling me, isn't it?" He glances his eyes up at her with a gentle, sad yet knowing smile. "Not in such a black and white way, but yeah, I guess that's what I'm saying." Taliah whispers, not feeling great about knowing she's basically pushed her father down and gave him a kick for good measure. "You weren't the same after mom, but you did your best. You did what you had to, to survive. That's why I don't need you to be sorry. No regrets now, it worked out. I love this town now and I couldn't see myself anywhere else. The decision you made back then gave me everything I have now." Offering a smile, she feels a lot calmer now, but also incredibly sad.

"I'm still your father, I'll worry about your safety even if you were in an empty room. I really wish I could have been better for you, Tali. I'll be eternally sorry that I wasn't. More sorry for all the misery I caused you without noticing. I'm... glad you had people to help you when I couldn't." He nods, shifting in his seat. "I guess I've never shown it the way you needed me to, but you are my entire world, my child, and I'm so proud of you. I love you, Taliah, and I'm very pleased to hear that you're happier than you've been in a long time. That's all I've ever wanted for you, is for you to be happy." He stands up, gesturing for her to do the same, and she does. "I'm in town for another couple of weeks. I'd like to spend most of it with you, if that's okay? Cole too." Opening his arms out, Taliah nods silently and walks in for a hug, finally choking on the breath she was trying to steady. "I'd like that." She mumbles, for all the raw truth that had been voiced, she also felt like this was something that needed to happen, perhaps now, they could understand each other better. "I'll see when Cole is free for dinner here one night. You... can bring Louise. I don't like her, dad, but I'll be civil, only because you clearly do." Even though Taliah thought Louise only wanted him for his money, she could try to be nice. "Well, don't strain yourself too hard," he jokes, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "I do appreciate the effort to be civil. Now, can I just clarify that you mean you'll be civil in the universal sense, or civil in Taliah sense?" He teases, already to Taliah's huffy annoyance as she gives him a shove. "Be grateful I'm even using the word civil!" Frowning, they held eye contact for a couple of seconds before bursting into a laugh that felt a lot like healing. Maybe, just maybe, they were going to be just fine now.

[shiftingserendipity]

✍️ 🧃 and 🛸 for the ask game!

✍️ which one of your scripts is most detailed/you’re most proud of?

most of my scripts a pretty much the same just with a few added details but i’d say my most detailed is either my fame dr just cause i scripted and made a bunch of films and posters or my mha one!!

🧃 what’s something you think everyone should add to their script but no one thinks of?

i think it depends but for things like fame drs, i always make sure to script that i’m good at public speaking and can write really good speeches lol OH and in a few of my drs i scripted that i have a locket or something like that that had the time in my cr but that if anyone else looks it’s a picture of me and my family or friends :)

🛸 what’s your weirdest DR?

probably my doctor who one just because of how much random shit just happens yanno like one moment your looking at a cool nebula and the next second your meeting princess Diana and then boom kidnapped my aliens again and that just all in a day work 💀 but i do have a few unscripted/unplanned drs that are pretty much just fanfics that i’ve read and gone that sounds cool i’ll do that then so

[beepbeepdespair]

when you finally finish your draft posting adventure and realise there's now probably so many confused people seeing you reblog something from them that they reblogged a year or more ago lmao

[abyssembraced]

Nyoom.