#ur still annoying af sorry

[longing-for-rain]

“I don’t mean to hijack your post, but…”

*proceeds to hijack post with obnoxious, disorganized rant that you didn’t bother to capitalize*

I understand that Aang stannery and boundaries aren’t concepts that mesh well, but come on. You can be as cutesy as you want, but you still got so pissy that not everyone worships your pookie that you felt the compulsion to vomit your half-baked, unsolicited opinions everywhere. But I digress.

I think it’s pretty clear from the anon that this is in reference to Book 3 specifically. Nobody is denying that Zuko had difficulty accepting help from others in the past (not just from Aang; from other characters like Iroh and Katara too). That’s a central part of his arc.

What gets me is the juxtaposition of these two scenarios, given how close together they occur in the timeline of the show:

a) a clearly desperate and repentant Zuko on his knees, begging to be taken prisoner if it means helping stop the war after betraying his father and nearly dying in the process, and

b) Aang defending Ozai to Zuko, the son he horrifically abused and tried to murder, after learning he intended to genocide an entire continent with zero remorse.

Sorry but that’s just a little bit worse than anything Zuko even dreamed of doing. It’s just interesting, the priorities here.

And come to think of it, what is even more interesting is this:

After all the yapping about a genocidal maniac’s humanity, Aang agrees to kill his supposed friend who is clearly mentally suffering from the burden of the throne and borderline suicidal? Seriously?

A lot of people think this doesn’t make sense, but it makes perfect sense to me. Aang is a child. Children lack perspective; they don’t have solid moral backbones and does what feels good to them in the moment. This is really all that Aang does. Sure, he likes the idea of love and compassion for all, but it’s shallow. He only does this insofar as it makes him feel good about himself. He sticks to the values he was raised with because it makes him feel good. He isn’t willing to challenge them. He agrees with Zuko because it feels good in the moment, to appease Zuko. He doesn’t really challenge it. He doesn’t meaningfully challenge anything, which is why his character arc is weak. You can’t write a character with childishness as a central character trait and then not have that character ever meaningfully challenge their values. Aang could have been a solid character if these flaws were ever meaningfully addressed. They were not.

I’m sorry, I like Aang when I was like, 10, but as I get older, I just increasingly see a child who never matured. He gets what he wants without having to change. The narrative bends to suit him rather than him having to face reality. It gets tiresome.

You don’t have to agree, but if you didn’t want to argue with me about it, you should have made your own post. Not everyone is going to bend to your worldview like canon does to Aang. If you want a mindless Aang worship circlejerk, trust me, they are easy to find. There is no reason to come to someone who clearly isn’t interested.

Aang (regarding Zuko): How can we trust you after all you’ve done? We’ll never extend an olive branch towards you.

Aang (regarding Ozai): Maybe Ozai’s not that bad. Sure, he’s done lots of terrible things, but maybe we’ll be able to trust him if we extend an olive branch towards him and show him his baby pictures.

I have to say, I know there was a lot of plot crammed into the second half of Book 3, but I felt like they really downplayed Zuko’s abuse by Ozai. They never even showed Zuko revealing that Ozai burned him. Zuko says his father is a terrible person but doesn’t really elaborate. That really should have come up, especially with Aang trying to humanize Ozai to his actual son who he abused horrifically.

Idk if it was just a plot hole or if they know that would make Aang look bad if they actually addressed it on screen.

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

Hey I was wondering would it be possible to do the dorm leaders with an s/o that suffers from Essential tremor.

And Essential Tremors is a nervous system condition, also known as a neurological condition, that causes involuntary and rhythmic shaking. It can affect almost any part of the body, but the trembling occurs most often in the hands, especially when doing simple tasks, such as drinking from a glass or tying shoelaces.

I have it and I was just wondering how they would deal or help with it

Disabled Yuu

I actually know a bit abt this but I did keep it vague as I don't have it myself. I also hope to do more disabled ayuus fr. I made Yuu assertive and exasperated in some parts– like Honestly if ur being an ass or demanding info abt someone's disability you have full right to return the energy.

I avoided the whole fixing thing in this too– though Azul’s part does bring it up. Platonic as I focused more on the hand aspect. Azul is Pre Overblot!! Hence why hes 2x as sleazy. I didn't Malleus cause it came out corny af. Also this is old and I wrote this on no sleep. Sorry this took so long I have like 70 reqs. Enjoy.

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Riddle 

Since the first Unbirthday party you shared with Heartstabyul he got educated very quickly on the subject. He sees you shakily bring a cup to your lips and guiltily assumes it was because of his overblot. He doesn't blame you, I mean come on, he tried to kill you after all. It was then you explained to him your condition

Since then, he actually read up on it in his own time. He's honestly one of your biggest supporters– though you do need to remind him at times you don't need coddling. Still, you can appreciate it…

“Prefect.” You pause and turn your attention to the housewarden beside you. “Your tie is unkempt today. Will you allow me to fix it?” He asks thoughtfully, not wanting to intrude or risk coming off as rude.

“Ah, can you really? I'd appreciate it.” You presented your neck to Riddle, allowing him to reach over and adjust for you. His gaze was focused as he untied it, re-wrapping it with perfection as if it were second nature. Given his upbringing, you don't doubt it is.

“Thank you by the way, today I just didn't have the energy to deal with it.” When he's finished you pull away and nod at him. “Of course. Should you ever need help with anything in the future let me know. I'll be glad to help.”

Leona

Leona doesn't notice and doesn't really care. It's only when you share a room with him where he sees it, watching you tremble from where you lay. You have a blanket and the dorm is warm.  Why are you shaking?

“Look at you trembling in the lion's den. Do I scare you that much?” He quirked an uninterested brow at you as you turned your head to him.

“... It's a neurological condition…” You spoke bluntly, hoping that would be the end of it. “So it causes you to tremble like this?” 

“Yeah pretty much.” Leona merely hummed, and the subject dropped. No invasive questions. No taunts. No pity.

He's not mothering you or bending over backwards in the future and don't expect him to. It's clear you've been able to handle yourself well enough. Still, he takes it into consideration. He'll bite his tongue when you take a bit longer to do things.

You don't need to be babied, but when he sees you struggling to open a wrapper of some sort of a candy he offers his hand “Give it here. I'll help you out” You wordlessly handed over the candy and watched him slice through it with the claw on his thumb.

“Tch. You make me do too much…” It's an insincere remark as he hands off the candy bar and continues on his way.

Azul

“... I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly Azul, can you repeat what You said?”

“Cant believe your ears?” Azul wore a smirk as he put a hand on his chest, speaking once more with his confident tone. “The Mostro Lounge has quite a special deal just for you, dear Prefect! A special cure to your ailmen–”

“That's what I thought you said.” Azul paused for a moment taking in your annoyed tone. Did he miscalculate? “Something the matter Prefect–”

“Azul.” You now looked at him with a cold glare, clearly pissed. Azul swallowed, steeling his anxiety behind his businessman persona though the slight widening of his eyes gave away some of his true emotions. “... Yes, Prefect?”

“Why the fuck do you think saying that is okay?” You couldn't tell right now if your hands were trembling from your condition or rage. “Are you dense?” you ask, voice harsher.

“N-no, Prefect. I'm sorry if anything I said has caused you offense…” The deepened glare silenced him. “Think for a moment the implications of you wanting to cure me, and even if I did accept then what? You'd seriously hold something as sensitive as this over my head? Would you even be able to cure it long term?”

How badly you wanted to tear him a new one and let him have it, insults resting on your tongue. Instead, you sighed, exhausted from this conversation already. It wasn't worth your time.

“I'm not some ‘charity’ case though I doubt you know the meaning of the word. I don't need your ‘cures’. Just… leave me alone from now on. Don't talk to me, don't approach me.” you turned away and sped off, more frustrated than ever.

It would take until after his overblot for an apology.

Kalim 

Oh Kalim… he really does mean well but…

“And this spoon is designed for shaky hands!”

“I don't need…”

“And these are silk ribbons you wrap them with!”

“Thank you but–”

“And these magical devices are to help check blood pressure–”

“Kalim.”

Kalim blinked and tilted his head, still in the middle of putting the excessive amount of gifts into your hands “Ah?” He blinked for a moment. “Ohhh I know that tone, that's the same one Jamil uses when he tells me I go overboard…”

Kalim's brows knit together and he rubs his head through his white hair. “Did I go overboard again?” He's so genuine it's hard to be mad at him.

“... A little. Hey‐” You hold Kalim's face and pat him on the head. “Thank you though. It's very sweet of you to look out for me, but… I don't need all of these things. I'll be alright okay?”

“Oh! Okay! Well if you ever need anything I'm here!” Kalim pumps his fist then turns to the massive pile of boxes behind him. “So um… what should I do with these…?”

"Donate them maybe?”

Vil

Another example of doesn't really care. He inquired about it once, asked some polite questions and left it at that. There's no need for him to bother you.

When the VCD tournament comes around and he spends more time with you, he takes note of how it affects you. Many expect him to make comments or give you products to take care of your hands more, and he does, however he would have done that regardless of your condition.

Your disability doesn't define you and you're capable on your own. You don't need an able-bodied outsider to tell you what to do or how to feel. A really good ally. 

As he collects all the data on how your condition affects you specially, he's able to give you some welcome help. 

“This potion is good at helping with seizures, but it can also help with your Tremors. I will show you how to make it.”

Idia 

“So your hands can't stay still? Oof, bad RNG.” He immediately realizes he used video game terms out loud and dies just a bit. 

Really it's only Ortho that inquires about it. Your body's not any of Idia's business so why should he care? After all, how many times has he seen you irl? Yeah lol, he's cool. He barely knows you aside from a few random encounters on a bad roll. 

However Ortho cares. He cares a lot. And he's always trying to find ways to potentially help or cure you. Idia watches his little brother researching every book he can find on your condition and sighs.

“There's no cure right now Ortho. now even magic. Besides that's Yuu’s choice, isn't it?” He shrugs and looks off to the side apathetically. 

Sad beeps come from the humanoid. “Yeah I know that… I think I upset them but I didn't mean to…” The child's mournful expression suddenly perks up. 

“But! I'm not trying to do that! I'm researching the best way to make a game controller!” 

“A game controller? Isn't that pretty easy?”

“Well yes but…” Ortho pauses, reflecting on his earlier conversation.  “I asked Yuu if they enjoyed any video games and they said that they do. However, it's hard to play certain games because of their hands. So!”

Ortho shows Idia the 3d model he sculpted in his program. “I'm working on one that will work for them.”

“Working on one that works for them…” Idia looked to the side. He couldn't imagine a world without video games… and he doesn't have much to do… and he supposed the Prefect is okay…

“Send the file to me. I'll get to printing it.”

[ghostsvacuumcleaner]

Hello! i was wondering if you could write me a req bc i saw your reqs r open (bc I ✨respectfully✨ suck booty at writing)

basically, reader made friends with Ghost while working together on deployment, and became friends, they hang out sometimes bc they live kinda close, blah blah blah. then, Ghost doesn't hear from reader in months (which isn't normal, bc they text like once a month, just to make sure one another is okay when they can). then, one day, in the middle of a meeting Ghost gets a call from an unfamiliar number and almost ignores it until he sees that the area code is the one reader lives in, so he decides to answer it. boom, guess what? the reader is in the hospital, sustained r/srs injuries, and is in need of emergency surgery, and the reader made Ghost the emergency contact (lets also say they traded dog tags bc fluff?)

homie gets all sad bc Reader might die and is in a mini coma, blah blah blah, realized he r in love w the reader, and uh

you can decide whether or not the reader dies and what happens next

i fr scream YIPEEE when i saw your req open, i adore your writing, like top tear, makes me cry but laugh and scream bc how are you so good?! srs, im so jelly of your writing! okay anyways, hope you have a lovely day, you dont have to do this is you dont want or if im jus a silly fucker and mis read and your reqs r closed or sum

Hellloooo! Thank you SO MUCH for the beautiful compliments and for this request <3 I loved it so much I started writing the day you sent it to me. But since it's very emotionally charged, it took me a little while to finish and I'm sorry bout that, and I rly hope you're still around and eager to read it!!! Well, there it is, my take on ur req, hope you like it.

Take me back (to the night we met) | Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!reader

✦Word count: 2.1k ✦ Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley xf!reader ✦Summary: Simon gets a call from the hospital saying that you are hospitalized, in a coma and in great life risk. ✦ TW and general warnings: sensitive topics, lots of angst, fluff though, death implications, open ending, sad af read at ur own risks cuz i'm crying in my room rn;

I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met

“Johnny and I make our entrances fast. I clear the way, he goes front, three of you get in by the back and we surround the site to get enough space for the hostages to come out. Any questions?” Ghost asks sternly, as is the usual of his tone especially coming down to work. He was being brutally professional at the moment - if there was rather a sign of an existing Simon, it was gone the moment he got inside the briefing room. Silence follows for the next seconds while the crew seems to be pondering over what he said, analyzing the map over the big round table sticking to the center of the room.

As it is expected, no questions. He nods with his head assuming by the silence that they’re all understood.

“Our orders are to neutralize any individual we find on the site whose face doesn’t match with our hostages, which means we do it fast before they get the chance to call for reinforcements. We don’t wanna make a mess out of this.” Price then continues his own talking, marking X’s over the tactic map and giving the next orders to every one of them. It is when Gaz opens his mouth to say something, that Simon’s phone rings for the third time in a row. He curses mentally - he muted his phone the first time; now, it was vibrating in his pocket. Awkwardly, the vibration itself is heard by everyone in the room and they turn their eyes on him almost instantly.

“Hell.” He curses out in a low voice before shaking his head. “My apologies, Captain.” His voice tries its best not to come out too annoyed, but he fails and it does; despite the timing being inconvenient, no one seems to be bothered. Johnny furrows his brows in concern, and looks over at Price, who seems to have the same, perhaps even more intense, look on his face.

Ghost mentions to pull out and turn off his phone once again, but Price is quick to intervene.

“Riley.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “Third time in a row; seems like somethin’ serious, get out and pick up.” He states comprehensively.

Despite being slightly reluctant, Ghost agrees - it must be something serious. What, he couldn't come to imagine - but if for a moment in his life he had something close to a hunch, it was now, and it said he should take that call.

“Alright, one minute. Move on without me.” He nods and leaves the room, phone in hand and a worried sigh leaving his nostrils. When the door closes behind him and he walks a bit further down the hallway, he picks up.

���Yes?”

“Is this Lieutenant Simon Riley?” A feminine voice asks from the other side. Sounds in the background, beeps and small, muffled voices.

“Affirmative, who’s this?” He frowns.

“This is from the Special Forces Manchester Hospital, are you familiar with the name- hmm…” She seems to be taking a couple seconds to read, and continues saying your name. 

He freezes in place.

How long has it been since he last heard this name? How long has it been since you vanished like thin air, disappeared, stopped calling or answering? Busy. That’s what he thought. Busy with work, busy with anything. The two of you had always been two busy people, in a desperate need for time.

For a moment, in those torturous seconds of silence, Simon found himself praying to a God he wasn't even sure he believed in, that this nurse wouldn't tell him you’re dead.

“Yes.” It’s all he manages to say, with his eyes running down to the ground in a dead stare. Dead eyes. He gulps, after the despair in his chest makes him speak once again, “Why?”

“Well- sir, you’re her emergency number, we’re calling because we couldn’t manage any family members… She’s in a coma. She was severely injured in combat, and [...]”

His heart stops, like it never did before. He doesn't react, his eyes look around as if he's searching for something - as if searching for his own reaction hidden somewhere within that empty hallway. The weight of your dog tag around his neck seems to be suffocating him now. 

To his silence, the woman continues.

“[...] it’s… currently sort of impossible to predict her state within the next few days, she’s fighting but struggling lots; can you come over?” 

“Yes.” He sharply replies, immediately. His eyes are still on the ground as he closes his eyes, and nods. “I’ll be on my way, yes.” 

“Good.” She replies, and he turns off.

For a moment, he stops to breathe; Ghost wipes his hand over his mouth in a somewhat guilty expression, he should have reached for you. He should have reached you the instant he missed you, your calls. 

“Hell…” He shuts his eyes for a moment, his heart stings like he’s poisoned, it hurts - some sort of pain he swears to god, he probably never felt before. Not when he lost his training dog, nor when he lost friends before - maybe because there were always a lingering possibility between the two of you. It was nothing but a friendship, never had been - but every word, every phrase was full of underlines of sentiment, an immense desire to reveal his interior and spit out the fears he refused to speak about to anyone else.

It's the possibility that kills him now. Even after all this time, not for a second did you cease to exist in his troubled and saddened mind. Suppressed by all the worries and feelings he thought were more important than you.

Not for a moment did he stop thinking about that pleasant end to his career, the retirement he knew he deserved, a house at least isolated from the rest of the world with trees and streams, the snow falling when winter comes and the sun scorching the land. land when summer finally arrived. You, on the front porch. 

You.  You.

When the night was full of terrors And your eyes were filled with tears When you had not touched me yet Oh, take me back to the night we met

You were leaning back on the sofa, your legs stretched out by the small table that marked the space between you and the balcony railing of his apartment.

The rain fell calmly, some thunder, but few drops. The sound of them falling against the roofs of the houses below the level where you were was echoing in your ears, and he seemed busy drawing patterns among the heavy clouds that covered the sky. 

He gave up trying to find any stars in that rainy sky and found comfort in finding your eyes instead. They were already watching him, almost expecting him to say something, even though the silence between two of you usually speaks volumes more than words itself; you’ve never been good with them, much less him. 

Simon looked down at your dog tag, lying brightly on your bust exposed by the tank top you wore. 

“What do you want to do after retiring?” He asked, his voice calm, his eyes almost closed. He took your necklace between his fingers calmly, and watched your shiny name exposed on the icy metal.

“Gotta be honest with you, can’t see myself retiring.” You replied, with your usual brutal honesty - something he particularly always liked so much about you. “What about you?” 

You don’t mind him, you allow.

“Don’t know.” He was, too, brutally honest. “Seek fuckin’ forgiveness for my sins before I die and end up in hell, I suppose.” 

You laughed.

“Oh, fuck. Gonna die trying to find that, mate.” You admit, raising your eyebrows in another big sip of your beer. “We’re all going to hell… At least we’ll all party there together.” You sounded fun, and your eyes turned into little lines with the genuine smile you let out when noticed that he too laughed at your joke. 

“We’re partyin’? Tell me Johnny isn’t going…”

“He’s my first guest.” You laugh harder.

“Thought that’d be me.” 

“You hate parties.” You raised your eyebrows.

“I don’t hate you.”

You silently smiled and looked away. 

“Fair enough.”

When it came to the two of you, there was nothing but connotation.

You could spend hours in that apartment alone with him - and you did. Did plenty of times, and yet, among subtle touches and heartfelt conversations, the end would be the same. Not in his bed, not in yours: by the door, with a rueful look and smile on your face. 

With a held back hug you never gave, a held back kiss you never allowed and an uncertain goodbye before departing on a mission that could take your or his life.

There was a phone call, once.

He called you late in the night. He was drunk. Too drunk. 

“I’m scared.” His voice was low, fluttering, like those cold days he’d be waiting for his dad’s arrival in his bed, under the covers, terrified and alone. “I’m scared. Can- can I see you? Can I come over, please?” 

As you hugged him on the couch in your own apartment now - that huge, strong, self-sufficient man collapsing in your lap like a baby in need of comfort, your heart was never right about anything like it was right about loving him. In that moment you knew it, you were fucking lost, taken, desperately in love.

You departed; you gave him your dog tag, he gave you his. A memory, an attempt. Do not forget me, you said. Don’t you dare forget me if I die, Simon Riley.

“I didn’t.” 

He looks at you with regret. The devices that help you breathe keep him from seeing you fully, whole - but still behind all those hospital beeps and sounds, you're still as beautiful as the first time he saw you.

He wants to go back to the past. Reverse everything he did, redo it from scratch; the first time he saw you, the first time he felt his heart ache listening to you talk about another man, all the times he repressed his feelings and swore not to love you.

“I want to be with you.” He mutters, his eyes emptily stare down your almost lifeless hand resting over his. “After I retire. I want to be with you.” He says again, closing his eyes, shutting them tight like he’s trying his very best to repress the tears he wants so bad to let fall. 

“I fuckin’ need you- I- how did this happen, how did you…” He gasps as the clock ticks, low, the sound of the hands ringing like doomsday inside his head. Every second that passed was one less with you. There are twenty minutes left for you to enter that operating room, and maybe you’ll never leave it again.

His eyes water and his legs give out, he kneels beside the bed, his suppressed voice sounding like a low, painful moan. The cry of a child who lost everything he had; of a confused teenager who would become a soldier, cold, dead inside, incapable of love - who loved you. Who loves you. “I’m scared. I’m scared- I love you.” He’d mutter, praying to all known gods to not take you. Take anything, anything from me; anything but her.

When the doctors came into the room and hurriedly moved your gurney to the ward in a desperate attempt to get your heart working again with the transplant, Simon sat in the waiting room with his face buried in his hands, his legs trembling. and the false hope that you would come back.

That you’ll be on that front porch, resting ever so happily, a bottle of beer in your hand and the dogs running around. He will have gotten rid of the mask and the habit of wearing it and you’ll be happy. You’ll be happy. You’ll be alive.

“God, please.” He mutters. “You’ve taken so much from me, now please, not this.”

He stands up as the doctor calls his name, with his heart on his hand and regret flashing his face off, he just wants another minute with you, another second with you, enough seconds so he can tell you he love you - he had, for most of his life and now, and he will, for the rest of his days with or without you.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met.

[beanghostprincess]

I see ur chronic pain asks in the op tag, and I gotta add face scar pain sucks shit sometimes. I got my face ripped open to my teeth and gums being exposed (bc ur face skin is really thin, so it doesn't take much to cut completely through nerves and fat), and that shits so annoying!! Scar is 12 years old rn, and I still experience the fuckery of it. Crocodile resting bitch face bc expressing harder makes his stupid scar damaged nerves twinge. Shanks learning how to emote around the scar because the scars pull whenever he moves his brow hard enough. Face scar core moments ✨️✨️✨️

Aw, I'm sorry that you have to still have to deal with that, I'm sure it's annoying af even when you're used to it.

Crocodile actually fucking hates Cross Guild because !! These two guys are making him feel things after a long time, and smiling and laughing hurts sometimes. And Shanks drinks his pain away because, well, he's just like that. Buggy and Shanks end up meeting again and actually talking and Buggy asks him if the scar hurts, and Shanks goes "No! Nah. Healed just fine, can't even notice it's there" and Buggy just stops for a moment, stares at him, and mutters "Liar" because he's really angry Shanks keeps doing these things.

[star--stilinski]

omggg about the genuine need for stiles, I GET YOU 100%. one time I was on tiktok and I saw this guy that look exactly like 2014 dylan obrien and I couldn’t stop watching his videos omg. Stiles is acc the perfect man in the whole entire world because how r u sweet, nerdy AND HOT AF at the same time. if I’m being honest i save all ur fics of him for when im having a rlly rough day cause it genuinely makes me so happy!! ur acc the best writer ever and ur so sweet 💖

uhhh send his @ right now? for like research lol

no but fr stiles is like so AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

sorry i just got overtaken by my soul deep longing for that stupid loser. i even like him when he's being annoying and snarky and flawful and lowkey creepy?? why do i still want him then????

i am SO glad my fics can be a comfort. i know fanfic is so homey and comfy for me to read after a long day, so it's crazy that i can be that fr someone else omg. you're an angel dear. <3

[thethreeeyed-raven]

i jus know bran would be nervous as heck talking to you for the first time while having a massive secret crush on you, he doesn’t know where to look because he’s afraid to make eye contact, even though he loves your eyes. jojen,meera, arya, and sansa keep “ooo”-ing whenever the two of you are trying to have a normal conversation bc they all know he swoons over you😭 (it’s super obvious, he’s a big show-off whenever you’re around and perks up everytime he hears someone say your name)

wanna go on a date?

navigation | warnings : none? | a/n : sorry if this is crap, usernames are cringe af sorry abt that, lmk if u want a part 2 :) | bran stark playlist | tags : @knight-of-flowerss @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom

Bran couldn't stop staring at your lips.

Was it weird? Maybe a little bit.

Maybe a lot.

Fuck.

Surely you would've noticed by now.

The conversation started when you mentioned to Sansa a video game that you enjoyed playing, and it just so happens that Bran plays that game too (only because you do).

Then you had stopped talking to Sansa and turned to Bran. Your voice didn't reach his ears, he was far too distracted with the thought of what your lips must feel like.

Catelyn had let Jojen and Meera visit, but it seems they were being ignored.

Bran swears he isn't ignoring them, he just likes you so much. So, so much.

"Bran."

He didn't answer.

"Bran. Are you listening?" You eyes flashed with concern. Oh how he could look into them all day long.

"Hm? Oh, yes. Yes, I'm listening." Bran shook all thoughts out of his head, focusing all of his attention on you.

"He's daydreaming about your luscious, red lips." Meera teased, causing a light pink to dust across his cheeks and nose.

"No I'm not." He barely whispered.

Jojen, Meera and Sansa laughed, but instead, you sat with a smile on your face.

You were quite aware of Bran's feelings towards you, and so did everyone else. But they didn't know of your feelings for him.

Bran grew tired of their mockery, sighed and left the room "Just fuck off!"

You had waited for months now. Waiting and waiting for Bran to make a move on you.

And you were sick of waiting.

You got your phone out and pulled up his instagram, clicking message.

y/n.is.tongue.tied :

hey bran! i have a question PLEASE ANSWER😭🙏🏻

literal.3eyed_raven :

is it about [fav video game]? because girl you know i'm shit at it🫠

y/n.is.tongue.tied :

actually i wanted to know if u wanna go on a date?

literal.3eyed_raven :

what

y/n.is.tongue.tied :

a date-

seen

"Oh, my, fucking, god."

"Oi! Language." Ned warned.

"What did I say about phones at the table?" Catelyn held her hand out to take Bran's phone.

"Jon!" Bran shouted to his brother who sat at the end of the dining table.

He looked up, chicken still stuffed in his mouth.

"What do you say when someone asks you on a date?"

Robb laughed loudly, making Jon glare at him out of the corner of his eye. "What are you asking him for? He's never even looked a person in the eye!"

Jon picked up a piece of his food to throw at him, but Robb dodged it.

Arya was quite frankly getting annoyed with her brothers teasing each other, and Bran's unnecessary panic. "Just say yes, it's not that hard."

Bran rolled his eyes. "Of course you wouldn't think it's hard Arya, no one likes to talk to you."

literal.3eyed_raven :

sorry for not answering

yh ofc!

y/n.is.tongue.tied :

do you wanna work out the details tmr?

literal.3eyed_raven :

sure!

y/n.is.tongue.tied :

💗

[sabh0]

Hi, sorry to bother you, I'm new in this fandom and I feel like you're kind of a big figure in here, so I wanted to know if you read fanfics and, if so, if you had any rec for me? I can't say I like the usual take on Chuuya or Dazai or their relationship in most fanfictions, making of Dazai an emotionless bully and Chuuya an angry spazz with anger management issues and absolutely no brains.

Your takes on the character seems to me closer to actual canon, and so I figured you'd probably know of fics I would actually enjoy.

(If you do, then to be more specific, I'd rather avoid fics with no powers/modern aus and if explicit, then no bottom chuuya, please? For some reasons, bottom Chuuya writers always make him to be some dainty little princess and Dazai a daddy dom which is. Hilarious. Holy fuck.

Hi!! Damn i get ur problem 😭😭 I don't read fanfics regularly exactly because i cant find things that would be close to my perception of their relationship,, even if, i read mostly oneshots

Im picky af,,

Tbh i don't really remember many fics, but for some reason i have saved a bunch of them by halfbloom (diphylleias) so i would only guess my past (months ago) self thought the writer was good real good. I dont remember most of these, but i must say i regulary reread one of their fics, "Castles out of couches" (this is a oneshot consisting of??? A lot of very short stories about skk living together) (im a sucker for domestic skk that r still silly and bickering for fun) (and this fanfic is exactly that) (instead of suddenly very cutesy and petnames using couple that some ppl write) (castles out of couches makes me giggle like a teenage girl) (i drew some old arts based on this one, even)

So i would start from there and then check other halfbloom works with tags u r interested in! (I obv skipped what i didn't wanna read right) (tho i think they mostly write skk talking things thru, which is cool)) (there may be nsfw in some ig?? But it's bearable amounts + none of that annoying uwu chuuya daddy dazai)

[stupidloafofbread]

(guess who I am) so I was wondering what are your headcanons for the RT in ur AU? Maybe I missed that post or something cuz I never really got to know.😭

Sorry, just woke up! But yeah, I never actually said my headcanons for em lmao

It's still a work in progress but meh- Les go:

Helly headcanons!

- He has tons of blankets lmao

- He probably has like a million scratches or marks from missions

- He does, in fact, know how to work a gun (poli thought it was a good idea to teach him)

- He has ADHD (def not projecting myself onto him there-)

- If there's a version of cartoons in the Rcp world, Helly would watch them

- Goes by They/Them/He/Him/She/her (doesn't care what you use)

- Asexual and maybe trans?

Time for Poli

- From time to time he overworks himself to the point of just, fucking passing out

- He can use a gun (hence teaching Helly) but rarely does, cuz there's really no need to

- Can be a bit "hostile" when dealing with certain people. (I'll leave it up to y'all to figure out who or what I'm talking about)

- Honestly, he still fears caterpillars but not as much as he used to

- Nearly fucking froze outside before

- Goes by He/It

- Still figuring out his sexuality but identifies as Non-binary for now

Ight Time for Roy!

- Hug

- Will not hesitate to beat a bitch (only if they deserve it)

- Tends to lock himself in his room when he's sick or too tired

- tries to get everyone calmed down when something is going on with one of the RT members (take that thing with Helly for example)

- Has burn marks on his body, kinda like how Helly has scars from missions and/or rescues (I call them missions for some reason-)

- Goes by He/Him

- Bi

Amber time!

- She can perfectly throw a syringe right at someone's head, don't test her.

- Helly sees her as a big sister!

- She rarely gets mad, but when she does it's best to wait it out or just hide-

- She for some reason, has axe throwing skills

- Also will not hesitate to beat a bitch up

- Is probably the most trustworthy with secrets

- Goes by She/They

- Lesbian and Still figuring out gender

And time for Jin!

- Mother of the team

- Gets annoyed easily and tends to lash out at Helly but immediately apologizes for it

- Whenever she's bored, she'll go for a walk around the test track/lap thingy (idfk what it's called-) or the forest

- Sees some of the people in broomstown annoying af (and wishes they'd give the team a break from time to time)

- Personally likes tea more then coffee, but will drink coffee from time to time

- If any of the RT gets into a very sad state (Helly), she'll tell them to take a break and if they don't, she'll force em to

- Probably also has ADHD

- Goes by She/Her

- Also asexual

And idk if I'm missing anything or anyone!

That's about all I have!

[toooster]

PATCHHHH

OKY PLS LISTEN TO A GIRLIES TEA ML PLS <333:

OKAY SO LIKE WE HAVE A GUY (LETS CALL HIM N)

THIS GUY HAS CALLED YOU ONE OF THE HOTTEST GIRLS IN YOUR CLASS AND HE HAS TALKED TO YOU SO OFTEN AND WAS JUST A FUNNY CHILL GUY. AND ALSO YOUR WHOLE BOOTY ASS CLASS HAD A CRUSH ON HIM (you arent the strongest soldier he is fine af you know that but you never had that big of a crush on him, mmore like yeah hes a super funny guy and a nice friend and okay he fine too...) AND HE WAS ALWAYS SO ANNOYED BY THEM CAUSE THEY WERE BEING SUPER CREEEPY AND WEIRD ABOUT HIM (they literally chased him to make pics and screamed after him and got his number from god who knows who and wrote him creepy things...)BUT LIKE YOU WERE JUST CHILL IDK. AND YOU TWO ALSO HAD LIKE A WEIRD ASS THING GOING ON THAT EVERYTIME YOUD SEE EACH OTHER YOUD TRIP THE OTHER ONE.(noone knows what sharty mental issues ya two got, like thats not normal) BUT YEAAA. BUT AFTER ONE SUMMER EVERYTHING CHANGED AND UR 'FRIEND' TOLD HIM WEIRD THINGS ABOUT U (nothing true like btch the fuck yu saying) AND LIKE HE ENTIRELY STOPPED TALKING TO U; BUT AT LEAST YOU WERE STILL SNAPPING FACE.

BUT ONE FLIPPIN RANDOM DAY THAT ASS GUY STOPPED SNAPPING FACE. AND THEN SUDDENLY HE DELETES YUR NUMBER( mind you he was the one who gave it to you), YOUR SNAP AND JUST ERASES YOU FROM EVERYTHING???? LATER YOU FIND OUT THAT HE HAS A GF NOW (Mind you, am not a hater, shes a freaking stunning btch, i could never hate her god she so preeetyy and popular) AND LIKE OKAY I GET THAT HE A LOYAL GUY WICH IS GOOD BUT WE WERE FLIPPING FRIENDS, AND HE KNEW I WOULD NEVER BE SHITTY ABOUT HIS RELATIONSHIP OR SUM SHIT CAUSE BITCH TF U THINK I AM, HE KNEW IM NOT THAT KIND: BUT WTFFFFFF I HATE BOYS( unfortunately i dont)

THAT SHIT WAS SOME TIME AGO BUT HE SO FINE GOD I JUST WANT TO HATE HIIM BUT HES TOO UGHRUDSODKFHVJDIEN

(sorry for annoying u + WRITING THAT SHIT IN YOU PERSPECTIVE IDK, but im legit super bored and i don't know who i could spill my tea too; AND THIS SHARTY ASS FACE N IS ANNOYING ME AF)

:))

ew what the fuck is wrong with him

also sorry I just now answered this, it wouldn’t let me answer it on the app and I haven’t had time to do it on the website ❤️‍🩹

[hibiscussoupbowl]

Some characters in teen wolf are very 50 50 for me and some of those characters are malia, kira, allison, and derek. Most of them are females and that is bc the writers put all of their best into lydia.

Kira is one of the main characters that i dont like and that is bc how she was introduced was very weird. Eavesdropping on a convo and then just being like 'yeah those dreams mean ur gonna die :D' like sorry bro that is NOT the way to go if ur trying to make friends. I think the ppl who screwed her over the most was the writers bc i feel like if she was just a character on her own she wouldve been fine but it felt like she was there purely for scott. I get it, tv shows need romance most of the time but scott is never single ever. Like maybe s3a?? And even then its still sorta allison. Kiras scenes with malia were so good and i thought when they were dancing in the first ep of s4 i was like i think this would be a good dynamic. And in s5 when she has to capture the electricity or whatevrr malias there and shes giving her encouragement and i thought that was awesome. I feel like bc they made her there just bc of scott it made me iffy abt her character. Shes a kitsune who has lightning powers u couldnt give her some scenes were she wasnt with scott or doing stuff by herself??

Allison is another case like this. She has such good moments when its just her archery and doing stuff by herself or with lydia. S3a shes being herself and shes finding stuff out and still having to deal with ppl sorta dustrusting her bc she was an antagonist at the end of s2 and i think its annoying that they put isaac there as a love interest. Isaac and allison as separate characters or a dynamic?? Amazing. Awesome. But making them so sexual tension wasnt fun bc a. Allison was mainly using isaac as a rebound and b. when she was dying she was just all like scott its been you all along and that fine first love but to isaac??? That shit is painful af like imagine ur being kinda with a girl and then u think ok finally someone loves me finally someone is in the same boat of ppl being distrusting but then she dies and not even a glance? Idk just felt bad. Allison was so close bc when she was on her own she had such good scenes and i wish she had more archery scenes and ones with lydia. It was also like the parallel u couldve gotten with isaac and allison fighting together or smt???? Like with the end of s2 with allison shooting down all of the wherewolves and then s3b and shes fighting WITH them???? Like bro wasted potential.

Malia is just a character a 50 50 chaarcter cuz there is some questionable things she does but shes pretty cool with the whole 8 years coyote thing and with being blunt but idk i think i just am 50 50 on her lol

Lydia is the absolute best bc omfg she had some dating but overall she mostly figured stuff out herself and she had good sideplots with being a banshee and i thought her ajd parrish havibg that weird... smt was not needed but i did like the aspect of before she found out abt her sonar scream she needed to learn how to fight and i think it woldve been cool if they were not freaking tension filled. She was a strong character and they def put everything into her bc holy crap. Idk to me shes a big 10/10 character.

Derek is just freaking annoying man. Like sleeping with the enemy so many times? And he also never has smt besides a family problem or smt abt the person hes sleeping with. I was also kinda annoyed abt how isaac leaving after derek throws the glass never gets resolved. I feel like he also doesnt grow as a character much. Like two seasons hes like my sister died my uncle did it and family fire and my ex is the one who caused most of this and then s3 and its i slept with the enemy and my sisters back somehow after the family fire that my other ex caused and then s4 is braedens season and she was again so cool as a character on her OWN nd then the inly interesting thing was that he needed to learn how to use a gun. And then s5 he was barely there and s6 he was barely there so he didnt have growth i feel like. Not to say he wasnt hella funny at times

They all had good moments though like malias plot abt her mother was interesting (even if i couldnt really follow along) and kiras whole skinwalker thing which i was disapointed abt bc i wanted her to stay for s6.

They also make ALL the female characters be romantic with scott of least ONCE. Lydia kissed him, allison, kira, malia (which i thought was weird that they just, got rid of that in the movie and developed it in like 20 episodes and was rushed as hell) and then allison again. Please give me a character that isnt somehow drawn to scott i beg

[jennrypan]

ML London Special Live reaction. Pt 3.

..hm maybe dont..hug the woman that quite literally joined Hawkmoth for seasons until recently..just a thought..

Ohhh I want Lila..Cerise?? Whatever to reveal that Ladybug was lying to the city OHHH I WANT IT BAD DO YOU KNOW HOW ANGSTY THAT COULD BE??? AHHHH- anyways..

..Marinette he just said for you to mention his 'heroism' to Adrien why are you telling Paris he-- okay..whatever. also she can just..use cataclysm consistently...does she even need chat anymore?? Sources say no cuz shes so girl boss 🙄

YOU HAD ONE(1) job..get the miraculous-- I'm sorry I know she's a child BUT UGHHSHSUAUAUQ situations..

Kagamis mom is..evil and she's just..allowed to keep Kagami..and omg Adrien has no dependable adult figure..Natalie sucks. Sorry not sorry it's too damn late also..Marinette..You've tainted my opinion on you, get away from him like actually. GIVE PLAGG BACK TO CHAT!!!!

I still..can't figure out why Marinette is so..distressed over this?? In this way like..sure its sad cuz it's adriens dad but hm..anyways.. YOU HAD A CHOICE!!! YOU MADE THE WRONG ONE.

Also..Plagg..as opinionated as you are..you have nothing to say about her lying to Adrien about his crappy dad?? Nothing at all..Tikki?? No?? Okay.

If you feel so shitty..maybe cuz that's a shitty thing to do?? Idk..just thinking outside the box here.. Marinette learned nothing after 3 SEASONS??? FUCKS SAKE.

Also..Tikki..what the god damn fuck?? "You will need it" girl explain ur little red ass rn tf 🤨 demonic af..

??? how..the damn hell-- ew I hate that scared shock look Marinette does it just annoys me sm--anyways..its..yellow??? Cuz of the life jacket??? Cool..cool-- it looks super pretty tho.

"There's no such thing as ghosts" ..but there is talking magical creatures cmon now-- also..that Akuma form is actually dope as fuck that's creepy I love it.

Also..the Kwami really are fucking useless. These powerful beings dont..FEEL THAT AKUMA??? none of them??? Yall are like a thousand years old..sfhhsua God. Anyways..

Did she need to step back?- lol God I really fucks with that suit heavy idk why. It's just. The yellow with the white spots go hard

[scepterno]

Ur writing is so delicious I could gobble it up with a side of Diet Coke

Do you think we’ll ever see anything to do with Noah’s siblings in later chapters (if ur still continuing an insulting difference, or in another story) cuz I think they could play a huge roll in coming to Noah’s Defense/aid after he moves out from Owen and possibly live far from the others.

It would defo cause a little angst with Alejandro but he might not always be able to help Noah and obvi his sisters have known ab it for years

They defo know stupid little ways to calm him down (reading to him all that shiz)

Sorry this was super long for a tijy wuestion :(

ewww diet coke gimme dr pepper instead yummy

i dont really have plans to showcase noah's sisters honestly. he loves them and they love him and they annoy the fuck out of each other like all siblings do, but theyre also all adults with many many years between them, and not all of them even live in canada anymore! i barely see my own sibling now that we live on our own and we're tight af. just bc noah and his sibs dont see each other or talk much doesnt mean the bond isnt still there.

but noah won't be moving far! he'll still be pretty close to the general hub of his friend circle. if he ever needs help, like TRULY needs them, the closest sister would for sure teleport to his front door and coddle their precious string bean little brother.

as for alejandro, it would be easy to assume he'd be a bit resentful/envious of noah for having supportive siblings, but tbh i think he would just be relieved and happy for noah, nothing else. it's not as if noah's relationship with his siblings is perfect, but it's definitely on the healthier side as far as sibling dynamics go. alejandro is happy so long as his boyfriend is happy <3

[ca-suffit]

Genuinely not trying to call you out or start stuff with you, but why do you assume if a black person disagrees with how you go about bullying people that it is baiting? What if some black fans genuinely find your method problematic? I think that is part of the problem I see in the fandom is everyone wants to categorize fans into white vs black, where all black people assume all white people are racists and all white people assume black people are whining and unjustified. There are shades of grey in this fandom.

I'll be honest, I think a lot of the people you have called out was justified but I also think some of it was unwarranted. I don't think it was right how the lioncourts was treated and I'm sure you will tell me "fuck off" because that seems to be the way this account is often handled, which is why I feel like I have to be on anon. Some of these "callouts" are bad takes or naive but does not always mean that person is racist. Have you ever tried talking to someone privately on why something said could be or is problematic before blasting them? Are you open to self-reflection when someone tells you they think something is problematic that you are doing? I think we would get a lot further with each other in this fandom if it was handled that way. Yes. There are some gross, blatantly racist people in this fandom but some of these callouts that prompt and promote harassment just doesn't feel right.

u don't know anything about me or things I've seen here, u think this shit just happened over night. go away, ur clueless to how shit works here.

to be fr for a second tho before I go off more, I do listen to ppl. but most ppl who talk like u are in favor of preserving white fandom values and that's why I don't listen to this, especially when ur framing things incorrectly to begin with about how I think and what I do. u also ignore how much support is here cuz it's easier to make it seem like I'm acting alone and rebelliously. I'm not lol.

also all of u fucking stop with this victim bullshit. if ur not saying "I'm coming with a username cuz I'm not scared" then it's "I'm on anon because I AM scared." just shut up?? can u talk like normal ppl?? what do u think I'm doing here. nobody is doing shit. I'm doing less than the loud fandom has been doing this whole time otherwise and I'm doing shit from the tags only and ur all acting like I'm worse. ur full of it and this is why this is so annoying. u don't know what ur talking about and ur trying to shame the wrong bitch.

u also go hard af for the most random, useless ppl. a lot of this is just a way to manipulate things to make me look like a bully and ur an asshole for it btw. byeeeee. not feeling sorry for poor wittle lioncourts and her hurt wittle feelings about hanging out with white fandom abusers. I was being nice by not publishing all the asks I got about her and look what still happened anyway. look who is *still* being framed as a victim of something. what is this bitch a victim of?! what was she even bringing to the fucking table to begin with??

[donniesawesome]

Donnie X reader chapter 2

 Chapter 2

A couple hours later Donnie’s skimming you to check for any damaged bones. (There are none)

 Donnie: looks there are no damaged bones you should be ok unless you pop open Ur stiches.

 Y: “Thanks a lot Donatello I really mean it. If Kendra left I probably could have stitched myself up if they

Stopped. But it didn’t look like she was going to stop beating me any time soon.” You said looking down

With worry in your eyes.  Donnie:  {still concerned} Well you don’t have to worry about them anymore

They got what they deserved. Y: Why didn’t they stop? What the hell did I ever do them!? I don’t even

Know them. Donnie: well let’s see if I can answer your queries. One. Because they were mad at me and

“Quote un quote” decided to take it out on you I see that they would have probably killed you. Two.

You did absolutely nothing wrong. Its people in the world like Kendra who make people around her

Sour. Three. Yes you may not know them but that doesn’t stop the people around them from getting

Hurt by them they have absolutely no care for people even each other. Y: hold up they were mad at you!

And took it out on me. What the hell did you do to make them that mad!? Donnie I might have blown up  

Their lab and everything in it. Only because they keep stealing my creations and passing them off as

Their own its annoying AF. I am sorry that they took it out on you. Please forgive me? You got up and

Walked over leaning down next to his shoulder with a very flirty tone of voice said (~Sure but Ur going to have to Make up for it~.) Donnie: (Furiously blushing) W-Well what do I have to do?

(Hoping it’s what he thinks It Is.)  

Y: Well 1 you can think about your actions before you do them. And 2 you can be my friend.

Donnie: (still blushing) o-ok sure I can be your friend.

And with that you both quietly walk off to his room hoping not to get

caught (yawl don’t) : ) .... as soon as you see his bed you run over and

flop down and as soon as he turns around from shutting the door he

sees you sleeping on his bed contently an exhausted Donnie walks

over and scoots in beside you with you both sleeping happily.

[pacifymebby]

bestie i'm really stuck for money right now and need to think of inspiration, do you have any tips? I'm even considering starting an Only Fans hahaha

Hi lovely, i guess it depends on how stuck and what youve already got in place to get money. Like, I'm very wary of only fans and wpuld suggest trying literally everything else first just because its presented as an easy money maker with no consequences but really it isnt, its quite an exploitative platform, and I think it requires a lot of work and persistence to get any actual income from it.

What I will say, is get on reddit and r/eroticasells, you can make a bit of cash to tide you over by writing erotica for people, but again, u have to be careful, generally get the money before u give them any work u know. So that u arent scammed.

You can do that on fiverr too, but you have to be extremely careful about what you write in your advert because they suspend accounts at the drop of a hat and then u have to wait three months to withdraw your earnings. When I was on there I would withdraw my money the second it cleared. But i still got caught out by them and don't use them anymore. Its annoying though because fiverr was how i found the best clients who were willing to pay.

I don't know if u can do things like take on extra hours at your work (idk this feels like something you'd habe already thought of and lile super patronising to even suggest but idk) i ended up getting a second job and then a third job when i couldnt get good hours. It was kinda exhausting but i guess worth it in the end cause i got to keep my independence.

What i would say is,

Don't be tempted to use a credit card or any kind of loan, i know we're in a cost of living crisis so those loan compamies and credit card men will be out in force trying to prey on people who are short of cash. You can build up credit debt so quickly and its scary and stressful af so don't be tempted!!

I tried (and am going to try again) selling my old clothes on depop. That was a lot of effort too for my adhd ish brain but it could work for u.

Then like other little things like, my dad taught me some good budgeting skills over the years i guess.

But try to plan how much u spend a week on food/travel/everything.

So rn I'm getting worried about my money again and I'm trying to spend no more than £15 a week shopping, so I'll try to plan meals and stuff. If you don't cook from scratch its much cheaper to buy your ingredients for stuff like pasta all seperately ect.

This feels patronising or obvious again though tbh so if its something ur already doing then I'm sorry i couldnt be more helpful.

Times are really really tough and shitty right now an am sorry you're struggling bestie.

Hope some of this was useful, if u want me to elaborate about the reddit thing I'll try haha x

[lunarthefrieschild]

Ur annoying af and idc what ppl has to say. I saw you and I was "wow she so nice" only to realize you was nothing but a fake. I go to my favorite fandom to see my favorite artist and you send hate to them in the comments,like seriously you could just say it nicely. And then you be like "sorry if I sounded rude or anything</3". You're not even trying to not sounds rude. You straight up fake . You also act like meowbah. Just stop that nice girl energy. Just be your rude-ass self. Your grammar are also so bad like seriously. Accept this or leave it.

I apologize about my stupidity I promise I won't make the same mistakes again.. -

I hope you can forgave my old mistakes..

I don't know how to delete reply in Tumblr so when I saw my cringe self posting that I am deeply understand why you annoyed by it because I would too!

I'm still deeply apologize..i understand but this is deeply hurt me and I also deserve this still thank you for giving me some advice how to be nicer I tried to repaired what my old mistakes did..