#whatever those are called. oops haha

[luckykero]

follow up to the last one

[djarintreble]

Dad Eddie where daughter starts giving people at school the finger because she’s seen her dad do it

anon, so I totally went all out on this one. bringing an unexpected cameo haha than you for this request! I hope this is what you wanted! xx

pairing: dad!Eddie Munson x wife!reader tags: part of my dad!Eddie series, this takes place 1997, Arwen Munson getting in trouble at school, no mention of baby brother but he's alive and probably at daycare (Steve), we're in the principals office oh no, Eddie standing up for his daughter, not so nice teachers, typical Eddie and Arwen behavior, we are fully supportive. word count: 1.7k oops a/n: I have more requests incoming :)

When you swung open the school’s front door, the smells of childhood filled your senses. Did every elementary school smell the same way? Was that a good thing? Whatever the case, the smells of crayons, cleaning supplies and germs was not how you envisioned your morning. 

Your boss was annoyed at your sudden need to leave work at the demand of Arwen’s principal. His tone only meant she had done bad and a parent conference was due. Eddie was on his way from work to meet you as well and together you would both tackle your first (and hopefully last) time sitting in an office due to your daughter's behavior. 

“Hi,” You attempted a smile at the receptionist. “I am here for a meeting with the Principal? I’m Arwen Munson’s mom.” 

“Ah yes, wait right here.” The woman led you to a row of chairs and you waited patiently.

Arwen was a good kid. She would never do anything maliciously. It was inconvenient that they didn’t explain the reason over the phone, making the dramatics of having you come in. Arwen was in 3rd grade, she was raised to use her words and to be respectful. There was no way she got into a fight or bullied someone. There was no way she’d find herself in those situations. And if she did… You prayed it didn’t come to that. 

You couldn’t help but feel that you were in trouble. In middle school, you only had to come to the principal’s office once because of a miscommunication.  Eddie always teases you for your good record and how you’d never do anything bad. In high school, he’d call you adorable for it. 

The other side of you were nervous for how this would look as Arwen is the daughter of Eddie Munson. What if she really didn’t do anything wrong but because of her dad, the veteran teachers who once taught her dad are now treating her like they wish they did him. That was unfair. Especially since Eddie was a kid who acted out as a mask. A defense for how he really viewed himself. If only these schools recognized that earlier instead of showing him he wasn’t worth two cents. 

The front doors barged open and you heard “I’m here! I’m here! Sorry I’m late. Was stuck under a car for 3 hours.”

“And you are?” The secretary asked nonchalantly. Close to the way the secretary at Hawkins High would sound when she heard a younger Munson run in tardy. 

“Oh-” You could hear the surprise in your husband’s voice. “Right, Eddie Munson. Father of Arwen Munson.” 

“Your wife is around the corner, you can wait for Arwen and Principal Jenkins there.” 

Your husband wrapped around the corner and gave you a smirk when he saw you. He threw a red and black flannel over his work shirt and jeans. A few rings helped make him look more put together and not as if he just came from the repair shop. 

“Well well well, I’m getting flashbacks.” He said as he slumped down into the chair next to you. “How are you?” He asked, leaning over to give you a quick kiss as a greeting. 

“I was doing good until I got this call.”

“It’s probably nothing.” Eddie reassured.

“If it was nothing, we wouldn’t get called up here. I’m just scared how this will affect her school life from now on.”

“I highly doubt it will, sweetheart. Besides, we don’t know what she did. Maybe this is a good thing! Maybe she got an award!” As he gave your lap a quick pat, you sighed.

“Maybe. Just the tone they gave makes me scared she's in trouble.”

“Mom?” You heard your daughter ask across the office. She stood there with her lunch bag which showed she was pulled from the cafeteria. Her hair was fashioned into a high ponytail after seeing DJ from Full House wear it that way. Her overalls unclasped from one side revealing an old faded band t-shirt that has shrunken from Eddie’s collection. When you locked eyes, she immediately looked away embarrassed of whatever she did.

“Hey, sweet girl.” You smiled. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Munson?” You heard someone call from behind you. Principal Jenkins was standing outside her door with a slight smile. 

“That’s us.” Eddie responded. 

“Come on in.” She walked into her room, inviting you to come inside. Arwen ran over and gave you and Eddie a quick hug before going inside with you. “Please sit.” 

The three of you sat in the chairs lined up on the other side of her desk. Arwen sitting between you and Eddie. You rubbed Arwen's back consolingly before facing the principal. 

“Thank you for coming on such short notice.” She started. Another set of smiles were sent her way despite you both being annoyed you had to leave work. “I wanted to start off by saying I am very proud of Arwen’s academics. She has complete excellence in all her studies and her special area classes. I wanted to ask if she would be considered for our gifted program.” 

Relief ran over you as the good news was delivered. You looked over at Eddie who showed nothing but a proud face. He gently shook your daughter’s shoulders. 

“That’s my girl! Yes, that would be amazing.” You noticed Arwen’s lack of enthusiasm and patted her leg.

“Is that something you’d want to do?” You asked. 

“There is one thing though.” The principal started. 

Oh no.

“It seems this morning Arwen decided to effect that perfect citizenship grade by an act of throwing a middle finger at her substitute teacher as well as some of her students.” 

“What?” you asked, baffled.

“I bring this up as a concern because that would affect the final process of the gifted program application. Her homeroom teacher must approve that she is capable of maintaining good citizenship when brought into the gifted classes.” The principal didn’t seem too happy. 

“Arwen, baby, why did you do that?” Disappointment settled in as your daughter sat quietly, kicking her feet slightly under her chair. 

“Sweetheart, you know that’s not appropriate to do.” Eddie added, yet his face seemed more worried. 

“I didn’t mean to. I just got really mad.” She admitted. 

“What happened?” You asked. 

“Mrs. O’Donnell saw my last name and asked if you were my dad.” She looked toward Eddie. The name rang the bell as your old English teacher from Hawkins High. Guess her retirement meant coming to torment 8 year olds. “I said yes and she said she hopes I don’t turn out like you. That she didn’t like the Munson kids. So I just did it.” Eddie sighed, knowing she didn’t know of the things he went through in school. Including the time he gave Hawkins high Principal and Mrs. O'Donnell the bird as he got his diploma...

Sure she knew he was a bit of a troublemaker but you didn’t tell her specifics. That was unfair of O’Donnell to say that to her but not okay to respond that way, especially with her presumption of Eddie’s children. 

“Yes, we are taking care of Mrs. O’Donnell’s behavior but it was not okay to do that on Arwen’s part especially toward her fellow students.” 

“They were laughing at me instead of standing up for me!” She exclaimed. 

“I can’t take away the mark on her citizenship for that as it is still behavior we do not allow.” The principal added.

“How does that affect her ability to do the gifted program?” You asked. 

“Her homeroom teacher has to approve that she is able to show good conduct in difficult situations.” 

“I promise, this was a one time thing.” Eddie reassured.

“I do hope so, Mr. Munson. I’m only concerned about how she has learned that behavior.” Her tone showed a hint of judgment. 

Your eyes widened, knowing this was a trigger for Eddie. 

“My daughter is nothing like me. She is more than I could ever be. I will not tolerate teachers having assumptions of her due to the mistakes I made when I was in school. This gifted program is an amazing opportunity for her and I don’t want that to be affected by anything other than her own accomplishments. We will make sure she does nothing like that again. But she deserves this.” 

You’ve never heard Eddie like that before. Prompted by his own past and his defense for your daughter, he truly has shown his growth. You didn’t think you could love him anymore but here you were, smiling wide at him as he stood up for your daughter. 

“Thanks, dad.” Arwen smiled. 

“We will put it into consideration, thank you for coming in.” Principal Jenkins was lost for words. The three of you stood up and left the office. 

“How do you feel about getting checked out and getting some dessert?” Eddie asked Arwen, giving her shoulders a tight squeeze as he led her to the front of the school. 

“Eddie…” You whispered.

“It’s okay I need to talk to her about a few things.” You simply nodded, trusting his judgment. “Go grab you stuff from your class, I’ll be checking you out.” 

“Okay!” Arwen smiled and ventured toward her class.

You and Eddie walked back toward the front where the secretary you greeted earlier sat.

“Hi, we’re going to check out Arwen Munson for the day.” 

“Alright, her class is at a special area class so she will be brought up with her teacher. Wait right here.”

Eddie put his arm around you and you wrapped yours around his waist in response.

“Are you okay?” You asked. 

“I’m doing great.” He responded. 

“Mr. Munson.” You heard. Turning around, you saw Arwen being brought to the front by Mrs. O’Donnell. This is why he checked her out…

“Ah Mrs. O’Donnell. Missed me so much you came out of retirement to see my daughter.” 

“Eddie!” You lightly smacked his back. 

“Yes, she is wonderful.” Mrs. O’Donnell deadpanned.

“Oh and thank you for those kind words you said today about me. Always a pleasure knowing you think so highly of me. Have a good one.” He said as Arwen walked toward the two of you. He wrapped her around and led the both of you out of the school.

“But she didn’t, dad.” She looked up at your husband.

“I know,” he said as he shut the door. “and so does she.” He said before quickly flipping off the school and running to his car laughing with Arwen.

So that’s where she learned it from… 

Looks like you had to be the one to get onto the both of them but you couldn’t help but be proud of the way they defended each other. 

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[wild-fleurs]

Lately I sometimes think about how Calex could happen if Alex still ended up in Witness Protection but Casey didn’t move to SVU (this is ignoring/au of my totally canon theory that Alex & Casey knew each other before she went away & were at least friends if not dating)

I don’t remember if this was canon or just my brain randomly filling in gaps or misremembering but wasn’t “Emily” an insurance agent or something like that? I know nothing about that kind of work entails day to day but also no real knowledge but a vague feeling I learned somewhere that mafia/money laundering types used to use small companies like that to clean dodgy money or do those fake injury cons? Or ensure stuff then oops it burnt down or got stolen collect payout type of schemes?

So “Emily” could have definitely stumbled into evidence of a white collar crime (to be honest again I don’t know much about what either except thinking of it as crimes to do with money) & in reporting it somehow end up getting to know Casey that way (I get that different states makes that less likely but shhhhhhh just go with it, that’s the least of our worries… or quick work around the company is considered a New York company so Casey has the case “Emily” is just in the Wisconsin office)

So Casey & “Emily” obviously fall in love (Calex are inevitable & perfect for each other) over building the case so mainly phone calls & emails & occasional weekends away whatever is halfway from Wisconsins & New York lol (because adorableness & hotness!)

I feel like Casey would think “Emily”/Alex was hiding something or knows stuff she’s not telling her (Alex’s lawyers smarts & debating & reasoning would definitely come out to play with Casey haha) but decides it falls under the whole if I don’t know I’m not obligated to officially acknowledge it type of lawyer logic

So if anybody else wants to come live in this bizarre scenario I heavily (desperately) encourage it & if anybody also wants to write it PLEASE DO & send me a link

Imagine Casey one day transfers to SVU or just sees a photo of “Emily” but it’s Alex Cabot… oooooo drama

[ask-the-critters-survival-au]

So anybody feeling rather nosy today?

Well I finished Kickin’s entire diary a few weeks ago, and since Hoppy never really got the chance to read the entire thing, I thought I’d share it here!

Please note, on the following dates

November 4, 1997

March 10, 1998

September 4, 1998

Kickin does write down some s*icidal thoughts, that may be triggering to some people. I’d advise you to skip past those if they are triggering for you. I’ll mark them with bold text so you know.

Diary is under the cut! Have fun snooping!

August 26, 1995

I found this notebook by one of the kids’ beds. He didn’t use it at all so I figured it was alright to take it! Not that he is here to stop me anyways. I decided to start writing stuff in here! Just whatever I’m thinking, whenever I feel like it, I guess. Whenever I feel like it. God, that is a WEIRD sentence to say. Or write. But it’s true! It’s my life now! Whenever I feel like it! No more stupid employees here! Haha, get wrecked! Losers. Oh, Hoppy’s calling me. I’m gonna go! I’ll write in you again later! I promise! Wait, why am I promising a notebook that I’ll do something?

October 2, 1995

Okay so I kinda forgot about this thing. Oops! Anyways, I’m getting bored. The soccer ball is starting to deflate and we can’t find the pump. This SUCKS dude. Like, I get the prototype is busy doing whatever, but if he’s all powerful like he says can’t he give us some entertainment around here? Like sheesh! There’s nothing to do. I’m so bored.

October 16, 1995

I’m thinking of growing my hair out. I mean, Crafty is doing it! And it’s getting annoying constantly cutting it. It grows back really fast. Maybe I’ll go for a mullet type look! Just maybe though.

October 29, 1995

DogDay’s missing. We don’t know where he went. We tried searching for him but CatNap told us not to. It’s always what CatNap says. Stupid. I’m going to keep looking anyways. I’m gonna find him.

October 30, 1995

Never mind.

January 1, 1996

Hey, new year! It kinda sucks though. We did absolutely nothing to celebrate. Also, big problem. Bobby found out about my secret crush. Oh I hope nobody ever reads this thing. Don’t tell anybody, but I think I like-like Hoppy. She’s just so cute and pretty and funny and spunky and cool and I love it when she talks about outer space it’s so interesting!!! She’s so fast too, like crazy fast! I think she’s too fast though. She beats me at literally EVERYTHING. That’s okay though! I’m gonna keep getting better until I can win! But yeah. Bobby found out. I’m terrified for my life.

January 23 1996

So we’re starting to run out of food. Catnap said to trust in the prototype and that he’s gonna save us and stuff. I call bull. We need food, not a savior! But he said the prototype has a plan, so I guess we’ll be fine. Still though, I’m getting tired of eating moldy salami.

February 6, 1996

Crafty’s starting to lose it. She started nagging me nonstop because she keeps running out of red marker. I’m gonna avoid her from now on. Her drawings are getting weird. Really weird. Like borderline creepy stuff. She’s going bonkers man, I’m telling you.

May 16, 1996

We ran out of food. Woke up this morning to Picky scoring through the rest of our god damn supply. I swear I am going to SCREAM DUDE!! So what if she’s always hungry?! She’s not the only one who needs food to survive! Unbelievable. What the hell are we going to do now?

May 17, 1996

So that was CatNap’s back up plan. Oh my god. I don’t want to even think about what I’ve done today. I recognized him. Who I ate. He was there when I first woke up. Taking notes in the corner of the room on his clipboard. I feel sick to my stomach. How long are we going to have to do this for?

June 2, 1996

Today feels special. I don’t know why. It just does. Also I’m sorry I haven’t been writing in you as much. I’m just scared of getting caught writing in this thing. What if someone reads it? What if CatNap reads it? Will he get mad at me for what I wrote a few months ago about the prototype? Maybe I should erase it. No I can’t do that, I wrote it in marker. I’m going to keep this thing hidden inside my zipper pocket for now, until I find a better spot.

July 22, 1996

There was a freaking execution today. I’m so disturbed right now. It was one of the tiny DogDays. I’m not really sure what he did, but CatNap made us all watch as he ripped the poor guy apart. He said that’s what happens if you are a heretic. That’s what happens if you speak out even the slightest against the prototype. Bubba told me that he thought one of the other minis had tattled to CatNap about what that tiny DogDay did. That’s insane. I can’t imagine any of my friends doing that to me. Would they do that to me? No, I’m being an idiot. They’d never do that. Regardless I can’t let him find this thing. I don’t want to end up like that mini.

August 8, 1996

It’s officially been a full year since the Hour of Joy. It’s weird to think about. How many full humans have I eaten by now? Maybe eight? Ten? Twelve? Twenty? I lose count. I don’t feel anything when I eat them anymore. It’s easier to imagine them without faces. I always cut off the head so I don’t have to see it. On the bright side, we finally found the pump for the soccer ball. Hoppy and I can finally start playing again. I don’t really think either of us want to though. At least not right now.

September 12, 1996

Hoppy and I had another fight today. I’m writing in this thing because Bobby made us separate. I don’t like being mad at her. I want to apologize but I���m scared to approach her right now. I miss DogDay. I don’t write about him much but I miss him. His name is kind of forbidden to even speak nowadays. Picky thinks he abandoned us. I don’t think he did. He’d never do that. But if he did I want him to come back. Everything’s falling apart without him.

January 12, 1997

I’m sorry it’s been awhile. I don’t really know what to write about today though so I’m gonna end it off here.

February 7, 1997

Sometimes I wonder if I should name this journal something. But I’m not very creative when it comes to names. Crafty is though. She’s been really different lately though. She’s gotten really cheerful for some reason. But say the wrong thing and suddenly you’re on the ground. I’m scared of her. I don’t know what’s going on with her but if she doesn’t get that fixed soon she’s going to get herself killed. Or kill someone else. Either of the two. Maybe even both.

April 25, 1997

Nothing to write about today. I’m just not going to. I don’t feel like it. My hand hurts. I think I’m gonna go back to sleep.

June 2, 1997

It’s the weird day again. The one that feels like it should be special. I don’t know what that feeling is. I asked Bubba about it. He knows a lot, I thought he’d probably know that too. He didn’t though. He said he got that feeling too, sometimes. But neither of us knew why.

June 19, 1997

We ran out of food. I didn’t even know that was possible. There were so many humans working in this factory, how did we run out of them? The entire Playcare was in panic today. CatNap calmed us all down. He said not to worry, because the prototype always has a plan. Okay. If the prototype always has a plan, what is it? Because I’m tired of this whole stupid mess! I want to know what it is! Why can’t I know what it is? This is so dumb! The prototype is so dumb! It makes me want to tear all my feathers out!!!!

September 19, 1997

IM SO HUNGRY SO HUNGRY SO HUNGRY SO HUNGRY I DONT KNOW WHAT TO EAT THERES NOTHING I HAVENT EATEN IN SO LONG I NEED FOOD I NEED FOOD. IM HAVING THESE SCARY THOUGHTS NOW I WANT THEM GONE! I DONT WANT TO HURT ANYONE BUT I NEED TO EAT I NEED TO EAT I NEED TO

September 19, 1997

I did it. I needed to eat. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Picky told us how to find food. There’s plenty of it in the Playhouse. Like livestock, just waiting to be slaughtered. CatNap was so mad. But we have food now. And we all know he’s been eating them too. I feel like a monster. They were like us. But Bubba told me it was necessary. We were all going to die if we didn’t. I’m still sorry though.

November 4, 1997

Bubba got gassed. Badly. I’m so worried about him. We don’t even know why, we just walked in the room and there he was, laying on the ground with scratch marks all over him. How could CatNap have done such a thing? He’s sick. Just sick. I’ve been taking care of him now. I don’t want to leave his side. I’m worried that if I leave for a moment that something will happen to him. Hoppy’s been making me stay active. Sometimes she’s the only reason I keep going on. It’d be so easy just to end it all. She’s there for me though. I love her. God, I love her. I never want anything to happen to her. But I know something’s going to happen to her. That something’s going to happen to all of us eventually. When it happens to her though, it’s gonna happen to me next. I promise it will.

November 14, 1997

I found a boombox today. It’s really cool. I’ve been playing it for Bubba recently. He’s still asleep. I hope he wakes up soon. Did I ever mention in here that I like to dance? It’s really fun. It makes me forget about everything that happened. I lose myself in the movements. I don’t really even know how I know how to dance. I never learned it as a toy. I think I’m gonna go do it now though.

December 3, 1997

THAT JERK! THAT HORRIBLE STUPID DISGUSTING DUMB JERK! I HATE HER! I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER! HOW DARE SHE DO THAT TO BUBBA?? WHEN HAS HE EVER BEEN ANYTHING BUT NICE TO HER???? BUT NOOOOO, I GUESS KINDNESS MEANS NOTHING IN THE EYES OF PICKY PIGGY! ALL SHE CARES ABOUT IS HERSELF AND HER APPETITE! I WOULDVE RIPPED OFF SOOO MUCH MORE THAN HER EAR IF I COULD! BUT THEN HOPPY AND BOBBY HAD TO COME IN AND RESTRAIN ME! STUPID! STUPID STUPID STUPID! IM GOING TO KILL HER WHEN I GET THE CHANCE! AND ITS GOING TO BE SLOW AND BRUTAL AND ITS GOING TO HURT!

January 1, 1998

Yay. New year. Yippee.

March 4, 1998

Something bad happened today. I knew it would happen eventually. I think we all did. Crafty finally lost it on the wrong person. She attacked CatNap and then he ripped off her hands as punishment. I could hear every. Single. Agonizing second of her screams. I thought I was used to screaming by now. I guess I was just telling myself that. I hope she survives. That was a lot of blood.

March 6, 1998

What do I do. What do I do. What do I do. Hoppy’s leaving. She just told me she is. Hoppy, Bobby and Crafty are leaving Playcare in a week. They can’t leave. They can’t. CatNap’s going to kill them. He’s going to kill them brutally. And even if he doesn’t, who knows what’s outside of Playcare? Plenty of toys who would be willing to hurt them for food. Hoppy told me to come with them. I can’t go with them. I don’t want to die. But I don’t want them to die. They can’t leave. I don’t want them to leave. But I can’t change Hoppy’s mind. She’s leaving with or without me. How could she do that to me? Just leave me here, all alone with Picky? Bubba’s still asleep. She’s the only one I’ll have to talk to. I don’t want to talk to her. I’m scared. I need to stop them.

March 8, 1998

what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done what have I done

March 9, 1998

I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m so so sorry. I messed up I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry please forgive me. I keep seeing her. She talks to me in my head now, telling me she won’t ever forgive me, no matter how much I grovel and beg. Sometimes I don’t even think it’s in my head. Am I going insane? You don’t deserve to stay sane. You’re right. I don’t. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry.

March 10, 1998

The blood won’t come off. It stained my hands. Maybe I deserve that. You do deserve that. You’re right. You’re always right. I deserve it. I haven’t moved from my bed since it happened. I’m hungry but I don’t want to eat. I don’t deserve to eat. Bubba needs me though. At least if Picky tries eating him again there’s nobody to stop me from making her pay this time. I don’t know why I don’t just give up. I should. I made a promise that I would once Hoppy went. Maybe it’s Bubba. Or maybe I’m just making excuses. Maybe I’m just too scared. I’ve never felt so alone before. I deserve to feel alone.

March 24, 1998

I’ve been seeing her a lot lately in my dreams. Always the screaming and then the ear. And then she tells me it’s my fault. I know it’s my fault. But I still don’t understand. Am I selfish for not understanding? Yeah. Probably. But all I ever wanted to do was protect her. I don’t understand why this happened. I don’t understand. Picky’s been avoiding me. That’s fine. I don’t want to see her either.

April 12, 1998

You know what? No. I’m done. I don’t care if CatNap catches me going into the Playhouse. I need to see what’s inside. Maybe she’s inside, and that’s why we aren’t allowed in. I’m going to find her. I’m going to make things right with her. I refuse to believe she’s gone.

July 16, 1998

July. It’s already July. I took that long to recover? Seriously? That was three whole months. Well, I guess loosing an eye will do that to you. I’m still surprised that Picky took care of me while I was hurt. I tried to ask her why but she didn’t respond, so I guess that was that. That doesn’t matter though. He’s alive. He’s alive. DogDay’s alive! He’s been here this entire time, sitting right below our noses and we had no clue! If I can just figure out a way to get him out then he can save us all from this mess! I know he can! I just need to find a way.

July 20, 1998

Bubba woke up. He finally woke up! Oh my god, he finally woke up! It’s been how long, eight months? I’m so thankful. He’s really scared though. He must’ve been through hell. I know from experience the nightmares that stuff gives you aren’t pleasant. I can’t imagine going through that for a whole year. Poor guy.

July 21, 1998

Bubba’s been having trouble walking lately. His legs give out whenever he tries. I guess that makes sense. He hasn’t used his legs in a while. I wish I knew how to give him the proper treatment he needs. Actually, there’s an idea. I should check inside of the school. I’m sure there is something in there about comas.

July 22, 1998

OKAY SO THAT WAS A HORRIBLE IDEA. Not only did I find absolutely NOTHING, but I almost got my head bashed in with a freaking mace! That biology teacher has gone wack. Completely wack. Then again, she’s not the only one. I still hear Hoppy. She still visits me. I’ll be in the middle of something and then I’ll just see her. I think I’m starting to hallucinate. I know that’s really bad. But I enjoy seeing her. Even if all she does is cuss me out. It gives me hope. Hope that she’s not Never mind. I shouldn’t be thinking about that. Bury that nice and deep along with the other scary thoughts. She’s not dead. She’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead.

August 8, 1998

Third year anniversary. Or is it the fourth? I don’t feel like doing the math. Bubba can walk again now, but all he does is sit against a wall. It feels like my effort was wasted, if I’m honest. He doesn’t like eating. Or sleeping. He hates sleeping. I tried to give him some books to read that I stole from the councilors office, but he ignored them. Some days he refuses to sleep so badly to the point where I have to knock him out for him to get a little shut eye. I feel bad for him. He doesn’t deserve this. If I could take his place I would in a heartbeat. Maybe if it was me instead of him I wouldn’t have messed up so horribly.

September 4, 1998

It’s one of those days where the hallucinations are bad again. Sometimes I wonder if it even is a hallucination. Am I actually seeing her? She’s looking over my shoulder right now. Watching me write. She looks so real. And the stuff she says feels so real. I want her to be real. I want to hold her in my arms. She just told me if I ever try to do that she’s going to push me off the cloud I’m on. I think she knows I wouldn’t save myself.

September 18, 1998

Bubba’s been getting better. He’s started talking again. Only sometimes though. And he never says much. It’s a start though.

November 10, 1998

I think I just saw Picky chasing Hoppy away from the councilors office. I must’ve just been hallucinating again. She was carrying something though. It looked like a computer? I’ve never seen that before. Probably just another hallucination.

[witchthewriter]

𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐭 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛🔮

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ      

SFW🌿

・Emmett would find witchcraft so fascinating. His eyes would light up, and he would sit there dumbfounded

・This is a world where vampires and shape-shifters exist. So of course there’s going to be powerful witches

・Unlike Edward, who would be a bit wary of a s/o who can do magic, Emmett is absolutely on board - 100%

  “Babe, turn the lights off.”

*You turn the lights off without getting up from your seat*

   “Haha woah. Okay now turn them off!”

*They turn off*

     “Babe you’re so powerful!”

“No Emmett, you just need to pay the electricity bill.” 

・Has gone to the witchy store to get more herbs but he wrote them down on his hand and the ink didn’t dry. So he tried to make out what the word is while the shop assistant stood there dumbfounded

・Tells people his partner is better than theirs all the time - and that has nothing to do with you being a witch

・He likes to walk around with the incense stick. You told him that counter clock-wise rids bad energy and clock wise invites positive energy. So he vampire runs around the house waving the stick like a maniac 

・ “Oops set off the fire alarm again.”

・Has and will continue to interrupt you while you’re casting a spell

     “Babe I broke the door aga- oh sorry you’re hexing someone.” 

・There isn’t really a ‘mature’ person in the relationship. You would be the closest to it, but there are instances where Emmett has to remind you to be responsible 

  “I know he’s a douche but just because he insulted me doesn’t mean you have to curse his whole family tree.” 

・Calls you babe all the time (don’t know if you caught on to that yet or ...)

・Gets used to your customs, so when you forget to put your crystals out to charge he does that for you 

・Alice loves coming over and seeing everything. She has tried to redecorate, but who could do better than whimsicore? 

・Emmett knows you’re his mate because when you were in a dangerous situation, he thought he would die. Whatever happened to you, he would risk his life to save yours 

・And he went to Edward because he was so confused by these emotions, and Edward had to explain to him the whole mate thing 

・Rosalie is still in the Cullen/Hale family, but she has a different mate 

・You’re welcomed with open arms, and feel very close to Alice and Esme 

・Jasper makes you uneasy though. Probably because of his past - being a confederate soldier and all 

・Emmett wears protection stones and amulets. Even though he’s one of the most dangerous creatures on earth, you like to give him extra protection/safety

・People do come to you with their problems, but some you have to turn away. Others you do everything to help. 

・Your powers are unique. Every witch is different, much like vampires. Not everyone who follows witchcraft will have extra abilities. 

・All those who become witches have heightened intuition and senses. 

・But you were granted the gift of telekinesis (moving things with your mind).

・However when you use this, your aura can be seen (although not by humans.) 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

Romantic Flight by John Powell

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

Chaotic Dumbass Duo

Tragic Past x Ray of Light (goes both ways)

Big Dumb x Small Smart

[wingedecho]

New Narrator?!

okay for those of you following me (I appreciate you guys sm) who know of my main Narrator, don't worry I'm keeping Henry, this is just more of a side project because I love villain narrators

That being said, this is Cross. A highly intelligent, highly egotistical BASTAR-

I mean uh evil man

His backstory/origin will be posted eventually when I can be bothered to write it all up but in the meantime I'll give you a short rundown (hey future me here it's a lot longer than intended haha oops) of who exactly he is and what his deal is, if you can't be bothered to read all of this rambling that I'm typing I am so sorry I am just kind of brainrotting a lot right now and I was supposed to post this yesterday and I forgot

Alrighty so:

Cross is unfortunately a good actor. He's cunning, sly, manipulative and overall he does not care what anyone thinks of him so long as he gets what he wants. However, with simple acting, he can conceal all of this and come off as the sweetest person you've ever met, despite the many ways he's thinking of to kill you while he tells you just how 'great' he thinks you are. Stanley sees him as what he pretends he is. He's unaware of the shit he's in.

Cross prefers people to not know his name, getting Stanley to call him X to keep his mysterious act up. Cross doesn't have an office to write his stories, despite having one backstage for other uses. He has a theatre. A huge, huge theatre where he demonstrates his acting to the shadowy figures that were once people he totally did not murder in a totally not extremely brutal way

His scripts go into shows, and the shows become the story. Whatever Cross does in the theatre, is however things are formed in the parable

He has some levels of necromancy, and also has the ability to create spikes made of citrine. When he's in a calm state the citrine is clear. When angered, the citrine appears cracked.

Another important thing is the shadow over his eye. Its not an art style, it's a design choice. He's hiding something under there, but I'm not revealing that just yet, and the only person who knows doesn't know how bad it is because there's one thing I haven't told them (you know who you are)

Anywho, yeah! Hope this wasn't too much to read, and I hope I didn't bore you, but thank you for reading if you made it to the bottom and I hope you guys like him!

P.S he is 7'2 okay bYE

Quick edit: I forgot to mention, he has black gloves with gold claws on them I just really can't draw hands hel, he also has big black boots (just putting this here because I saw a reblog of someone saying they wanted to draw him and TYSM GENUINELY)

[lykaios2]

hey!! if you are taking requests, i wanted to request the tmnt mm! boys having a crush on a fem! reader who’s EXACTLY like raph. she loves fighting, may or may not have anger issues, cursed with resting bitch face, BUT, she’s actually really sweet and outgoing. never afraid to speak her mind, so, she may come across as rude sometimes, but, she never really means to be. (lowkey a biased request but SSSHH, we’re not gonna talk about that)

first mutant mayhem request! glad people realized I do those now (and if you haven't, now you know)

bias? what's bias? I've never heard of that before I mean like honestly I would never be biased towards anyone (michelangelo my beloved)

anyways hope you enjoy! ❤️

Leo:

-When he first met you, he thought it was going to be quite the ordeal having to watch 2 Raphs

-Being the leader, naturally it fell on him to keep everyone in check

-But over time, he came to like youAnd then, he came to like you

-He loved Raph, sure, and of course Leo had learned to live with all of Raph’s quirks

-But he never realized that seeing those qualities in someone else would make him feel like this

-We all know that Leo would get very flustered around you

-Stuttering, fidgeting with his hands, looking everywhere but at you, he’s got it all

-His confession would be one of those ones where you guys are texting at 3 am

-He’s being so cringe about it (he uses so many emojis)

<There’s, um, something I’ve been meaning to tell you…👉👈>

<Sure! What’s up?>

<I…*sigh*…I think I like you.😳 Like, like like you.>

<Oh! I never expected that. That means a lot, though. Thank you>

<Yeah, of course 🙂 so, um…do you like me back? Or no…>

Raph:

-It was love at first sight

-He was at the gym one time, lifting weights

-You came over to ask if he was using something, to which he replied that you could use it

-He was a little confused though, seeing how the weights he was using were quite heavy

-But his jaw dropped when you easily lifted up the weights

-He kept stealing glances at you while you worked out, trying not to be a creep

-He was just amazed at how strong you were

-After he was done working out, he walked over to you

-He was very awkward about it, not wanting to bother you, but he made some small talk before asking for your number

-He would text you every night, asking how your day was

-Whenever he hung out with you, he was often more focused on you than anything else

-Not like being clingy or staring at you a lot

-He just wanted to hang out with you

-Raph would confess after you asked him one time

“Raph…do you like me?”

“W-what?”

“Do you have a crush on me?”

“Well…uh…”

“Just tell me!”

“…yeah…”

“Aw, you’re so sweet! Come here!”

Mikey:

-You remember that therapist that Raph needed?

-Yeah you kinda need one too

-And Mikey is that therapist (to an extent)

-He’s more of a sunshine to your unwelcoming demeanor

-He sees the good inside you

-He likes you because you often come to him to vent or if you need help

-It makes him happy to know that you’re okay being vulnerable with him

-However, he’s also your hype man

-Whatever you’re doing, he’ll be there to cheer you on

-That’s also how he accidentally confessed

-You were performing some crazy feat when he called out from the crowd

“Go y/n! You got this!”

“Thanks, Mikey!”

“Oh yeah! That’s my girl! I love you, y/n!”

“Yeah- wait, what?”

“Oop! Uh, nothing, haha!”

Donnie:

-Donnie thinks your “bad boy image” is really cool

-He’s always trying to impress you

-But being the dork he is, he usually fails at whatever he’s doing

-He’s okay with it though, because you always get a good laugh

-If he does succeed though, he gets really smug when he sees how impressed you are

-He stays up late doing research on everything you like do he has things to talk to you about

-You also listen to him rant about whatever new anime he’s interested in

-He’s trailed off in the middle of his sentence more than once looking at you while he rants

-He’s just never seen anyone so beautiful before

“And then, they go back through the portal to…to…”

“To what? Keep going, I wanna hear more!”

“Huh? Oh, right, sorry.”

“Do you remember what happened next?”

“Yeah, I was just too busy looking at your pretty face oh my god I just said that out loud didn’t I”

[kozuki-hiyori]

The One About Law and Zoro

LawZo, ZoLaw,,, there's so just much to say about them

Okay, so I've talked about Zoro (saying WAY to much oops) and Law (I swear to god, I hope those links work)

These two seemingly cool and smart and put-together swordsmen, who in reality are just complete dumbasses of the slightly petty variety (Law) and the you-must-have-guardian-angel-watching-you-because-seriously-how-are-you-not-dead-yet variety (Zoro... actually, both of them, technically, but Zoro in the dummy sort of way, like damn, stop putting yourself in such situations. Or do, I guess, whatever, character and all that, plus I'm having fun hehe >:) anyway)...

Honestly, they drive me insane... every time they're together, I just...

Okay, sorry, sorry.

Anyway, the world's quickest summary of the first two posts:

Zoro -> requires trust, protective instinct (to protect himself (emotionally) and others)

Law -> fueled by spite, protective of others

Now right off the bat there's a lovely little parallel here and that is Zoro and Law both being very protective of those they love. Neither one is going to protect themselves, but each other... >:)

(Like legitimately, if they were together, talk about "to the ends of the earth" hehe)

The one issue to this little coin of familiarity I've placed them on is in how they differ. Zoro has an absolute need for trust, because he needs people to rely on him. He needs to be able to protect the people he loves and needs those people to know that he can protect them. He needs absolute transparency and trust, and when he doesn't get it, he pushes them away (at least verbally, he tries to tell himself he doesn't care) in a bid to protect himself.

And Law (the dummy /affectionate) in comparison pushes away those he loves in the hopes of protecting them instead of letting them in on what is happening.

Basically, those two would be so insanely dedicated to each other... and by god would a fall out be insane (now that's an idea) (also not that either of then would show that dedication, they're both quite reserved/stoic, haha)

(Sorry, but it's just so interesting, like, if they were together, and Law did one of those self-sacrificial going off on my own things, like how would Zoro react to that?? Zoro dedicates himself so wholly to people, would he try to shut himself out, just "accepting" it?? Would he forgive in the aftermath? (I feel like yes, given his track record, for all that he holds on to goals, he doesn't seem to really hold grudges at least against those he loves?) To what extent? What would the relationship look like in the aftermath of that... okay I'm like two seconds away from closing this and writing a fic, I need to stop)

Anyway, anyway, they just fit so well together. The same (surface) laid-back attitude (and absolutely insane underneath), the same protective drive, Zoro and his loyalty (fitting just perfectly with how loyal the Heart Pirates are...), if Law is surprisingly bloodthirsty, actually and I don't think it really needs to be explained that Zoro is as well

(Cursed swords, swordsmen, earrings, the fact that Law calls Zoro, Zoro-ya, like fuck off seriously, my poor heart)

They really do complement each other so well T-T

(No, actually, who approved the Zoro-ya, who, please, why, why, are you trying to kill me 😭🫠)

[unity-obj]

Unity's OC designs series!!! (Pt. 1)

Today's subject is.. Paine!! :)

List for the Series

Paine doesn't really get drawn a lot (only like thrice now), but I've noticed that the people who drew him always like.. forget some parts in his designs :( which makes me sad and it itches me to become all nitpicky but whatever.. anyways! Let's start

HAIR:

This is where people fuck up the most because they literally forget a lot of stuff :(

I can assure you that he DOES have a side ponytail :)

His hair usually sits on his shoulders, resulting in it curling upwards and looking short and stuff (I know the pain)

The yellow part is something I can't describe— it's like you know.. furry ears /j but you get what I mean right? It's like something similar to a floppy animal ear, no? Something like that! (Please get it..)

Also I've noticed that people tend to mix his color palette up lol sooo here's a small little chart of it!

Please tap on the image!

*Excuse my grammar haha

This shows HOW I COLOR Paine; this is my rendering style so it's optional if you wanna do it or not, but I use these colors specifically to shade Paine's hair (one on the left)

(one on the right) is how I color his eyes— I just do a light yellow for the lighter bits and a magenta pink for the shadows. I also put a touch of light blue in there but that's your choice and it's my style sooo

UNIFORM:

My drawing of the NRC uniform isn't that great BUT! I made an effort, sorry if I made any mistakes :(

His sleeves are rolled up below his elbows (my drawing just made it look like it's above/on the elbows oops)

He wears below the knee length boots :) and they're blackish in a way? Or just a dark color

He wears a cross checkered jacket OR THOSE PATTERNS LIKE.. UHHH THIS PATTERN!!

GENUINELY FORGOT WHAT ITS CALLED BUT ITS THIS PATTERN... Anywaysssss

His right wrist has three bracelets and his gloves which are just similar to Rook's— tbh do I need to say something Abt this? It's pretty self-explanatory

References (my drawings) IF you wanna draw Paine :P

YIPEEE!!

Thank you for taking your time to listen to me yap lollll anyways!!

This is the end :)

... | | | NEXT>

[naturenaruto]

nobut literaly i love a forced???

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

transed??????????? jiang cheng like hear me out lmao

-his parents only married bc forced obviously so they needed a Reward from the marriage to reinforce that they did the right thing what they had to blahblah

-what is this Reward oh right a child ofc

-so they first have yanli and ofc yzy is trying sthhoo hard to reasurre that they needed one of these too and that shell make a good bargaining chip in he future just gotta give it 10-16 years hehheh..

-then jfm is like k fine ill deal BUT we had better have a baby with a PENIS next OR ELSE

-BAD NEWS! they dont get a baby with a penis

-cue yzy scrambling to come up with a way to justify a girls existence (So Difficult) bc they already have the one (1) they didnt need TWO babies w vaginas goodness no so after evaluating her state and determining that no more will come out of her own vagvag she then comes up with a brilliant plan that will get everyone what they want: trans their infant

-so they decide that since they havent declared any name or whatever Theres Still Time so they just....start telling everyone they had a son (wiiiith a penis™️) and they had already told yanli she had a little sister but oops haha kids just tend to mishear misremeber things haha nope defintly a little b r o t h e r *yzy glare* yanli: haha o yes my younger BROther haha yes can i go now

-crisis averted

-so then they just decide to raise her ahem him as a son therefore heir Everythings Fine and besides yzy: oh it just doesnt even matter i mean girls can become *just* as good cultivators as boys cough im sure with myyyy training (and genes) he'll be the best in the sect anyways not like a u know what makes any difference amirite jfm: 😒 uhyeah sure honey whatever u say😓

-so anyways jc is raised as a boy and yanli does in fact know but defers to her mother at first and then jc and so

-GREAT NEWS! jc is Perfectly Fine being a boy™️! no worries here haha

-but as it turns out even when it looks like boy and walks like a boy and talks like a boy and fights like a boy if it doesnt have that penis™️

-well

-so this is why i [hc] that jfm resents and dislikes and invalidates jc because he doesnt......see him as his actual son

-like thats why hes always secondguessing and calling him out and pointing things out and commenting on him like......he doesnt do those things to yanli bc theres. o point yanli does whats required of her and also she doesnt Really Matter but jc unfortunaltely does matter and jfm resents that a vagina could be an heir and yzy knows it and knows her husband never respected her even though shes canonically lauded as a cultivator....and knows that the only reason he validated™️ csr is bc he was fluffing her up bc he wanted to marry her....not bc he wanted a cultivation partner but bc he wanted a Wife™️

-well yzy is no mans Wife™️ so she does her Absolute Best to ensure that jc is qualified (and he is!!!!!)

-except enter wwx and all that scheming goes out the window bc now jfm has found not only an actual (re: had penis) son but csr'ssss son and he now plots to put him in front of jc even going so far as to imply that they could somehow untrans him by ~revealing~~ that oopsies he was Actually A Girl the entire time hehe but now she'lllll be married to the successor Mr. Wei so its k now

-!!!!!!

-yzy: *~~~zidian~~~* -jfm: *muffled broken screams of a man being beaten by a woman* -so blah blah blah ppl dying etc blah

-after everyones dead and wwxs gone.....jc just......was never really asked by anyone not even yanli if he was ok with any of this he just kinda said well i still have long hair the clothes are more comfortable i still wanna cultivate does it matter whats in my pants???? its all baggy anyways whos business is it! *classic jc glare* -so besides the (now very dead) wen no one knows or at the very least they pretend like they dont so its realy never an issue

-jc feels fine it doesnt feel forced the only problem was that he knows it was never meant for him and that no matter how good he got........someone with a penis was always going to be better

[storiesofaot]

WIP game!! I find it so funny how you name your files, but I love it. So organized.

How about "A Thousand Times Nothing Happened - Zoom" ? It sounds like "A Thousand Times Hange and Levi had Insane Tension But Were Too Emotionally Constipated to Act" and I can always get behind tension.

Thank you so much, @starshower1215 - haha yes, I do my best to keep everything organised 😂

You're actually not too far off! Let me rephrase it a little bit, "A Thousand Times Hange And Levi Acted As Best Friends And That One Time They Had Insane Tension And Didn't" (yours sounded so much cooler, though!).

This oneshot is based on a German song (xD) that randomly came to my attention again, and which I dont even like thaaat much, but my Levihan brain immediately turned the lyrics into an Modern AU fic, oops! Levi and Hange have been friends since they were four years old, and they stayed best friends for the next 24 years until one night changed it all... *dramatic drum roll*

It's going to switch between present time and flashbacks of them growing up together, because that's where the lyrics led me (and I followed). Here's a little snippet from the beginning, with the cursive being the (translated) lyrics of the song:

◇

You just wanted to pass the time in the evening, and since you didn’t want to go alone, you called me. We were only friends and wanted to stay that way, not in a dream I believed something could happen.

Running a shaky hand over his face, Levi sighed and closed his eyes, listening to the soft click of her bathroom door. Saying that this night had taken an unexpected turn was probably the understatement of the year. Actually, no - of the century, or rather, of his entire life. This was what happened when he ended up agreeing to things he didn’t want to do. He should’ve said no, should’ve explained that it had been a long day at the bookstore, that he was tired and only wanted to lie down and read a little before falling asleep.

◇

A little snippet from one of the flashback scenes:

◇

I don’t even know how long we have known each other. Your parents used to go bowling with mine. We stayed at home, you fell asleep in front of the TV. We were like siblings during all those years.

It had all started when Hange moved in with her parents and her older brother at the young age of four, into the house right across the street from where he lived. His mother had insisted on giving her family a little welcome gift and, against his will, had taken him along - his little hand in one of hers and a box of homemade cookies in the other. “If I saw correctly, they have two kids, a girl and a boy. Who knows, maybe you can become friends! Wouldn’t that be great?”

Levi had shaken his head, a deep scowl on his face. He didn’t want a friend; he had his picture books and his mum, what else did he need? The kids at kindergarten were all dumb; they didn’t like playing with him - so why should those two kids be any different?

◇

And the moment things started to shift:

◇

Soon, he was nodding along to whatever she was saying, her words all but lost under the pounding bass, and when she laughed, he found himself smiling too. Because it was Hange, and her laugh always made everything feel a little lighter. But tonight, it stirred something different in him - a strange tingle in his stomach as he watched her look at him, nose crinkling, eyes alight with amusement.

(...)

She squinted a little, as if deciding how to answer his question. Or maybe she was just too drunk and trying to refocus her eyes on him. “I’m trying to read you,” she finally replied. “Something’s different about you tonight, and I wanna know what.”

◇

This story contails probably the most "sensual" writing I have ever done, but it's definitely nothing explicit, the emphasis is more on the emotional connection 😆 And it's also pretty much finished, so I might upload it towards the end of the week! (if everything goes well ha)

Thank you so much for asking, and have a great day/night! 🌙

The WIP tag game 💛

[borathae]

Chapter 35

it was a pretty bad dream. I tried to make it stop”, MOM I LOVE HIM

we are in his room 👀👀 what happened afterwards “You got pretty drunk last night and then insisted on sleeping with me so I wouldn’t feel lonely.” oops lets see what all she did 😭😭

“I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that.” PERIODT

“You’re a terrible fighter, especially when drunk.” 😭😭😭

are you telling me that you were awake the entire night?” EDWARD CULLEN WHO??

TAE IS GETTING RELEASED YESS YEEHAW WE DID IT

he want to see her happy oh oh

“Also your cheek is really soft, it feels nice to kiss”, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS INFO?? CRY? SCREAM? YEET MYSELF OUT THE WINDOW? PUNCH A WALL? SHIT BRICKS? PULL OUT HAIR? AAA

“Whatever, I’m leaving AAH HE IS SUCHA CUTIE PIE I CANT PLEASE MY TSUNDERE KITTY my lil yogurt

WAIT IS THAT FORESHADOW OR SOMETHING or just me overthinking?? didnt say something like that last chapter( wait that was me jumping into conclusion in the review🤡)

“Nuh-uh you’re not. XD this is so funny, like she just did that haha i love them both pls

You shouldn’t assume the worst, especially when Yoongi is trying so hard to be better for you. You should be better for him too and finally stop doubting him. He is a sweet man, a little rough and cold at times, but at his core Yoongi is a good man. wow just called us all out for having mixed feelings about him BUT I ALSO LOVE HIM STINKING SOO MUCH

HE GAVE US SWEET DREAMS, taking "sweet dreams/goodnight" to another level

“You should have come to me whenever it happened. I could have calmed them down.” oh my yoongi bear

she is so nice, cuz i would have chosen violence for joon

“it offends me that you think so lowly of me.” im sorry 🤷🏻‍♀️

“No, of course not”, he grumbles. ofc he is 😭i love him and his new feelings, the way u subtly describe those changes aah

“Test you?” you giggle, “come on Yoongi Boongie, relax”, you tell him, leaning down to kiss his tensed neck. you have officially broken him

“It’s just how the pants are cut”, he mumbles. sure sure i believe you

The Creator of vampires possesses a sensitive neck and is shivering from mere kisses. AAAAH

another panties ripped #justiceforpanties #stoppantyabuse2024

their chemistry is just 😭😭

“Yeah?” you try not to sound too affected by his confession, but honestly you are. me at you

His voice was made for such dirty words, they sound so sinful when his tongue forms them. HISVOICEINCONCERTSAAAAAA

“Tell me what to do next” I HAVE ASCENDED

“uhm, damn Yoongi, give me a moment. I, I wasn’t ready for you to be so into this.” sis is shooketh, im her she is me

WE ARE RIDFING HIS FACE??

Since when did he get so hot? "Always was”, he says.  WTF SHUT UP U DIDNT HEAR THAT SNEAKY MY

"Christ. Stop teasing hold on yoongles is bc, LIKE BC cuz he is 3000 holy shit, my mind is blown

His hair tickles your nose, it smells of mint and green apple. where did he get green apple scented shampoo

"I think”, he croaks, fingers squeezing your hip.  HE IS HAPPY YES MY YOON

HE IS ARCHING HIS BACK “Princess, s-slow down”, he chokes out. YOONGI UR TOO HOT UR KILLING ME

Yoongi furrows his brows and lets out a soft sob. It sounded desperate and high-pitched.  I HAVE DIED, RESURRECTED AND DIED AGAIN

“I’m your willing s-slave”, boi u cant just say that out of nowhere my heart just gave out

you can devour me IM GONNA BITE YOU, VAMPIRE HEALING WONT DO SHIT TO THE HICKEY IM ABOUT TO GIVE YOU BABY

they are so hot and adorable together i wanna give them my unborn child

it was a pretty bad dream. I tried to make it stop”, MOM I LOVE HIM

I LOVE HIM TOO GAAAH

“I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that.” PERIODT

he is actually so important to me

“You’re a terrible fighter, especially when drunk.” 😭😭😭

jJFASJDF he is so sassy I love himm

he want to see her happy oh oh

*sobs so hard she dies*

“Also your cheek is really soft, it feels nice to kiss”, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS INFO?? CRY? SCREAM? YEET MYSELF OUT THE WINDOW? PUNCH A WALL? SHIT BRICKS? PULL OUT HAIR? AAA

ME FRO REAL LIKE OMFMDFM

“Whatever, I’m leaving AAH HE IS SUCHA CUTIE PIE I CANT PLEASE MY TSUNDERE KITTY my lil yogurt

omfg "my lil yogurt" is unironically such a cute nickname OMFG I MIGHT NEED TO MAKE HER SAY IT TO HIM ONCE IIIHIHIHI

WAIT IS THAT FORESHADOW OR SOMETHING or just me overthinking?? didnt say something like that last chapter( wait that was me jumping into conclusion in the review🤡)

mhhhhhhhhhhm 👀👀👀

“Nuh-uh you’re not. XD this is so funny, like she just did that haha i love them both pls

fajdsjf I love her she is so hot

You shouldn’t assume the worst, especially when Yoongi is trying so hard to be better for you. You should be better for him too and finally stop doubting him. He is a sweet man, a little rough and cold at times, but at his core Yoongi is a good man. wow just called us all out for having mixed feelings about him BUT I ALSO LOVE HIM STINKING SOO MUCH

fjasdjfj HE IS THE CUTEST YOU CANT BE MAD AT HIM GOSHH

HE GAVE US SWEET DREAMS, taking "sweet dreams/goodnight" to another level

😭😭😭😭

“You should have come to me whenever it happened. I could have calmed them down.” oh my yoongi bear

LIKE HE IS SO COMFORT!!!!!

“No, of course not”, he grumbles. ofc he is 😭i love him and his new feelings, the way u subtly describe those changes aah

jadjsf htank you!! heheeh

“Test you?” you giggle, “come on Yoongi Boongie, relax”, you tell him, leaning down to kiss his tensed neck. you have officially broken him

boy is officially fainting (real)

“It’s just how the pants are cut”, he mumbles. sure sure i believe you

jfajsdf I love how he is always lying lIKE BOOy

The Creator of vampires possesses a sensitive neck and is shivering from mere kisses. AAAAH

*feral noises*

their chemistry is just 😭😭

THANK YOU IT IS LIKE IT'S MAKING ME INSANE

“Yeah?” you try not to sound too affected by his confession, but honestly you are. me at you

JADSJF

His voice was made for such dirty words, they sound so sinful when his tongue forms them. HISVOICEINCONCERTSAAAAAA

DONT I WILL CREAM

“Tell me what to do next” I HAVE ASCENDED

I forgot that I made him say that- OGOODBYE

WE ARE RIDFING HIS FACE??

*dies*

Since when did he get so hot? "Always was”, he says.  WTF SHUT UP U DIDNT HEAR THAT SNEAKY MY

I NEED HIM SO BAD

"Christ. Stop teasing hold on yoongles is bc, LIKE BC cuz he is 3000 holy shit, my mind is blown

jfasdjfjas he is indeed JFJADSF

His hair tickles your nose, it smells of mint and green apple. where did he get green apple scented shampoo

THERE IS ACTUALLY GREEN APPLE SHAMPOO YOU CAN BUY IN MY LOCAL STORE IT SMELLS SO GOOD

"I think”, he croaks, fingers squeezing your hip.  HE IS HAPPY YES MY YOON

boongie yoobi baby :(

HE IS ARCHING HIS BACK “Princess, s-slow down”, he chokes out. YOONGI UR TOO HOT UR KILLING ME

HELP I FORGOT ABOUT THE BACK ARCHING WTFFDSFSA

Yoongi furrows his brows and lets out a soft sob. It sounded desperate and high-pitched.  I HAVE DIED, RESURRECTED AND DIED AGAIN

I forgot about this too *dies*

“I’m your willing s-slave”, boi u cant just say that out of nowhere my heart just gave out

I DID NOT FORGET ABOUT THIS I THINK ABOUT IT DAILY

you can devour me IM GONNA BITE YOU, VAMPIRE HEALING WONT DO SHIT TO THE HICKEY IM ABOUT TO GIVE YOU BABY

ME FOR REAL LIKE SREIOUSLY

they are so hot and adorable together i wanna give them my unborn child

HELP HAHAHHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY HAHAHHA

[indulgent-syndrome]

The dynamic you've written for Quackity and Charlie together is so good oh my god. I'm delighted with Quackity learning something new about himself and basically going "Huh. Let's see where this goes." And Charlie going along with whatever he suggests because the food tastes so good except they've been doing it on Livestreams. No way they're anything even resembling subtle. -☕🧡

TYYY they're so important to me glad someone else likes it <3 Them doing it live is something that adds a lot to me. I just know chat thinks there's something suspicious with it even if their conclusion is more like "Oh they're into each other" and not "Oh this is some kink shit to them"

AND. the worst/best? part is that there's this very strong unspoken tension about it but they can't do anything about it because they're live. They don't stop either they're too into the bit. If you can even call it that. And when they have to end the stream Q feels so awkwarly horny and C.harlie is honestly fucking confused but kinda into whatever what happened. They don't really say it out loud. But they might continue to arrange hangouts that coincidently involve a lot of food.

Maybe EVEN another stream. Cooking stream but Q.uackity just happened to had dinner just before the stream haha oops! And we need to know if what we made is good right? So the only possible solution is that C.harlie eats this whole pizza we just cooked ohh no :(

It progress in that way and it's a reaaally slowburn kind of thing but eventually they both know they're into whatever this thing is. Chat also knows at the end I think. Why are those two always in situations that involve food. Why everytime they're seen together C.harlie is eating enough for at least two.

[criticalrolo]

i INSTANTLY need to know more about cormorant da-ge

im sticking nie mingjue in a house by the river run by two lesbians with their younger siblings so he can make friends with some birds and be wildly overprotective of the kids to his hearts content

anyway here's what's going on to get NMJ sent to the seaside for his health like a jane austen character

JGS is making noises about how much more convenient his life would be if someone would Rid Him Of This Turbulent Sect Leader, Henry II style, and JGY has the idea to try out this cool new composition called the Song of Turmoil

Except he's never tried to kill someone with the Song of Turmoil before, and apparently those songs are powerful enough to kill people within three notes if played by a master! and this is a Modified Version that could conceivably do... Anything

So the first time he decides to try out the song. well. instead of a slow poison he's got a half-dead da-ge spitting blood on the floor 50% of the way into a qi deviation

PANIC. drag his sworn brother to the Koi Tower Basement to see if your half-baked stygian tiger amulet can do anything

the song is still in NMJ's head causing problems so he works out a plan with XY to try to just. erase the song and the memory of that afternoon. see if that does the trick

NMJ wakes up and says what the fuck. where am i. who are you

FUCK SHIT FUCK okay. we're going into crisis mode since we obviously can't send an amnesiac da-ge back to Qinghe when we were SUPPOSED to be doing medical care

Xue Yang go dump this guy in a river to get him as far away from here as possible while JGY does some DAMAGE control to make it look like NMJ left Lanling like expected and possibly disappeared on the way back home

1 terrible trip down the river later, local Yunping fisherman's cormorants find a body in the weeds. he fishes the biggest dude he's ever seen out of the water and OOPS this guy is still alive!! good thing his sister's "very good friend who shares a room with her and is raising a child with her" is the town's doctor!

Cue frantic life saving scene where eventually This Guy wakes up and tells them he doesn't remember anything about himself or his life. oh no he must have fallen off a boat somewhere and hit his head really hard :(

Doesn't even know his own name. He's pretty sure he can remember being called Da-ge by someone though

They'd feel bad if they just set this guy wandering off with literally Nothing to go on in the world. plus he can reach the top shelves in their house without having to get a chair

He can stay with them if he helps with the farm animals, learns how to fish, and helps out the family business. And even though his meridians are all fucked up he's got a little bit of cultivation ability so he can help their daughter build up her golden core. He's pretty good at this training thing!

They've got nine cormorants named after the Nine Sons of the Dragon. Baxia the cormorant is fucking obsessed with Da-ge for whatever reason

Domestic life continues with Da-ge out on a boat during the day and helping the cultivators out with developing their golden cores, training they normally wouldn't really have access to

One day the doctor says her cousin is coming to visit! she hasn't seen her since the end of the Sunshot campaign and she's excited to reconnect with her. oh look here she comes!! hi luo quinyang it's been forever since we've seen you!!

POV: you are Mianmian, you left the cultivation world a year ago and you're traveling around as a rogue cultivator now. You visit your cousin. Fucking Chifeng-Zun is in her front yard. He's been presumed dead for the last year. what the actual fuck do you do

meanwhile JGY is desperately trying to convince NHS back in Qinghe to accept that his brother is dead for his own sake <3 for his own closure so he can lead the sect in his brother's memory <3 please god stop looking into this <3

NHS: "haha yeah you're probably right sang-ge. anyway im going to go look into all of our historical records to see how i can get access to Dead People's Spirits to Find Their Bodies and maybe this will lead to me bringing my dead necromancer friend back from the dead. xoxo"

anyway eventually they reunite and it's a whole debacle. this is actually a v long way for me to make NMJ and mianmian accidental friends because I think it would be funny

[understand-that-i-love-you-not]

"A novel? what's it about?"

[Context in where Poe is working on a book, what's it about? well...it's about y- oops, no spoilers] Fluff, predictable plot twist, female reader

"...and that is how I end up getting a bonus from my boss" "Well, good for you Y/n, good for you" You were rambling to Poe about how your day went, as you unwind in a coffee shop with a spectacular view.

"So Poe, what are you up to these days?" "Ah I'm glad you asked! I am currently writing a light novel, although~ it's still in progress because I'm not really adept with...romance" from enthusiastically to hesitant, Poe answered

"Romance? That's very new coming from you...well how is it going?" "Its going... difficultly, I just started last night, and I spent all the time building the...female protagonist's character" He answered, defeatedly

Karl hands over a manuscript to you. In the manuscript, you see the female character's characteristics. "WAIT STOP!" Poe snatched the manuscript from your hands in a panic. "Eh?" "W-what...did you see...Y/n?" "Well I only saw her height, its about the same as mine haha" you described to a nervous Poe "I'm sorry I didn't know you wanted it to be confidential, Karl handed it over to me" You pointed at Karl who was resting under your side of the coffee table. Poe stood silent, analyzing the manuscript on his hand "Is everything alright?"

"Yes Y/n! Its just...I'm thinking of what the future of this novel would be...I don't think I'm ever gonna finish it..."

"Why is that? You shouldn't put a start on it yet then" You explained

"But Y/n...I've already put a start to it...It's hard to back off now..." Poe answered

"Infact, I have a character for the protagonist's partner now"

Poe stood up, offering your hand to stand with him "I suppose it's time...I tell you...to give this story meaning and continuation" You held Poe's hand, but as you stood, he didn't let go of your hand. Karl leaped up to Poe's shoulders.

Whoosh

There was ignition on Poe's hand...no it was his ability, he took you to his said novel in progress It was a dark space, you were in the same position as you were, holding Poe's hand.

"Y/n the female protagonist, is..." He looked through your eyes, as if telling you something without the use of words.

"...me?"

"Yes...I wanted you to be the female protagonist...or more like...I couldn't think of another woman asides you..."

Poe almost melted at the spot explaining to you, his cheeks flushing of red "Oh Poe...but who would be the male lead?"

You asked. He held your hand tighter, an attempt to call his built-up anxiety

"It would...no, it pains me to see you with another man, whether they were of fictional origin or some other...so I had you paired with me..." Poe conffessed

After his words you both were sent back out of the book. "Poe..." "I couldn't write a thing in this novel...cause, I would not want to write anything in this novel without us ever...doing whatever I wrote...here" Poe confessed the second time

"...Poe.." you took a long pause

He was ready for whatever impact was ahead of him, he knew it was a bad idea to say such feelings things Infront of you He should have kept those to himself, he thought, how could a majestic woman like you, love some mystery freak like him who had about 2 friends in total, one being a racoon-

"Poe, you know...you don't need a novel for all that" "What are you implying?" "I like you too Poe."

Poe's shoulder lightened, he was stopping himself from smiling so wide. "Hehe, you should have told me sooner you know" "Oh Y/n you...I..well...you know how hard that was for me" You proceeded to walk closer to Poe "Then, why don't I help you with that novel Poe" "That would be lovely Y/n" He opened his arms in an attempt to hug you but he paused. "Oh, um...may I?" You welcomed his touch, opening your arms Sharing your warmth, Poe's scent is definitely something to relish, depending on his amount of money. You both have a long story to right, now is just the begining. ...

[skullamity]

I am not generally bothered by being accidentally misgendered because it generally does not happen to me. I have been misgendered by a stranger a total number of ZERO times in the past near decade, and it is very easy to see why that is--T turned me into a slightly more Zangeif-lookin version of my paternal grandfather. I have a full beard, an undercut and more chest and back hair than my actual dad. Strangers do not look at me and say "what can I do for you, ma'am?"

But it has been 9 years since I came out to my parents, NINE! ENTIRE! YEARS! and my mother STILL managed to misgender me like 6 fucking times in the span of a two minute conversation between her, myself and my dad when I met them at their car for my kid's birthday on Sunday and it is starting to make me legitimately angry.

Every other family member I have, every single one including my dad, my grandmother, all of my aunts and uncles, my siblings, my in-laws, my nieces and nephews--none of them fuck it up, ever. And if they do they have the courtesy to not do it to my face.

But mom? Tell me you haven't made the slightest effort to think of me in your head with the correct pronounces even once for the past nine years without actually telling me. I bet it'll sound a lot like, said to my dad: "oh, these are for (starts saying my dead name, barely catches herself)--I mean, for August. She asked me for tomatoes last year but Nellie ate most of them while they were still green right off the plant, so I told her that she--oh uh that he--could have some of the tomatoes from our garden for her and (my kid) and I was just about to check if her car door was unlocked so I could just put them in there for her. Him. Oopsie. Haha." Like props to my dad for also side-eyeing her because it was astonishing how many times she managed to fuck it up in only a few short sentences. Kinda wish he'd actually said something though.

I have generally been pretty lax about these fuckups over the years, for a few reasons. The biggest one was that in the beginning, it actually seemed like she was trying. I remember confronting her about it a couple of times early on and her explanation was that she had 29 years of calling me something else working against her, since she has obviously been there since the day I was born. When these older confrontations happened, she also wasn't the only family member having trouble with it, so it felt less like a deliberate, targeted refusal to get with the program and more like something I needed to be patient with because it was an adjustment that I was asking a lot of people to make for what probably felt like completely out of nowhere.

But all those other people? It took them a couple of months at most to stop fucking up (it took my dad longer because he was upset enough to stop talking to me for a few months up until he outed me to my youngest sisters and they gently tore him a new one, and then he didn't talk to me for another few months after that because he was embarrassed by how he reacted). Even the ones I don't see as often have never misgendered me to my face, even when I was early on T and only passed sometimes.

I see my mom nearly every week, because she does Saturday grandma-granddaughter hikes and bike rides and whatever with my kid. She doesn't fuck up every time we talk because if it's just her talking to me, she has zero reason to be referring to me in the third person. But if there is a third person? We're having a big family dinner? BBQ for one of the grandkids summer birthdays? It's just fucking constant and relentless, and she no longer sounds sincere IF she bothers to say sorry or oops when she course corrects, IF she course corrects at all.

My mom was the first extended family member I came out to, and her reaction wasn't the best. It actually kind of sucked, because even though I wrote her a literal essay that preemptively addressed every concern or assumption that she then went on to make in her response to me--you will get a divorce! (I didn't), you're putting a lot on your kid she will never adjust (my kid knew before she did and started calling me dad IMMEDIATELY and I have actually seen her admonish my mom for fucking up my pronouns or accidentally referring to me as my kid's mother), this is an unacceptable burden to put on your husband (mom I literally told you in my initial email that we were fine, because one of the things that got us interested in each other early on was the shared experience of being bisexual, a thing neither of us has ever felt the need to divulge to you because it was both personal and none of your business!). Her and my dad also outed me to my 4 siblings, who I was waiting on talking to because I thought their reactions would actually be worse, when they were, in fact, great about it. I have, on occasion, regretted not talking to them first.

I think that if I ever have the energy to re-litigate this shit with my mom, my first step is going to be taking the 4 of my siblings aside and being like, hey, it's been nine years and you've all been great. Mom has not, and if you catch her misgendering me and deadnaming me when I am not around to hear it, can you give her shit on my behalf? She needs to know she's embarrassing herself and me telling her that has made no difference. It needs to be all of us, or she will literally never stop.

I am nearly 40, I do not have the time to address this with her yet again, but I also do not have the patience to continue to be the bigger person every time I pointedly don't get up in her face about it. This sucks from basically all angles!