#will they ever convince black to get ig?????

[ikarakie]

[PART 2] social media au: how bereal brought the twins back together. (based on this post)

part 1 here

NOW, BLACK!

another tough call

promise.

EPILOGUE

white

gram

sean

[todayisafridaynight]

me and my sister went to the mall today and we ran into hot topic so fucking fast it was unbelievable. me and my sister are literal opposites when it comes to fashion. she picked pink, pastel shit like she was trying to be all uwu kawaii meanwhile im just standing here with my arms full of emo and goth shit, i legit felt like daigo and masato with all this emo drip i had walked out with. (p.s. they should put yakuza stuff in hot topic if they havent already because i have yet to have any yakuza related things in my room </3 also hot topic is like the only store i will shop at)

im so sorry to say these words to you but reading this reminded me of my immortal

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

It's a Match! || 141 x reader

[ Chapter 2 ] || [ Chapter 4 ]

Pairing: Ghost x Reader || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1K~ cw: some sexual jokes/innuendos Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you?

Chapter 3: Simon

After doing the dishes, you moved yourself over to the living room and turned on the TV. Some rerun of an older season of Law and Order was playing.

You started watching but you found your eyes drifting back to your phone… 

Against your better judgement, you clicked on the Tinder app icon again. Maybe, maybe you should swipe just a little more.

And so you did. 

Today you said ‘Fuck you, Beyoncé’ and always went to the Right, to the Right. 

Just as you were pondering another profile, the screen darkened with a ‘It’s a Match!’ notification, making you jump a bit, as usual.

You clicked the profile and your brow scrunched. 

You didn’t remember liking this one… Though you obviously did, after all, you were liking everyone.

The only picture wasn’t even anything. It was dark and grainy and the man was wearing a black disposable face mask. If that even was him. Could just be a random picture off-Google, picked by someone who wanted to be anonymous. Not quite a catfish but close enough…

“Simon.” You said softly and dragged your finger through the screen to read his bio. For a moment you couldn’t help but smirk a little. He was sarcastic, a bit strange, but charismatic in his own way.

“Bad jokes, Bourbon, Discreet…” You mused while scanning his profile. “Tall enough.” You read aloud and couldn’t help but laugh at it. That made you feel like he was short.

Against your better judgement for the second time, you decided to send him a DM instead of waiting for him to. Something told you he wouldn’t.

you: tall enough - does that mean you’re below 6ft?

Simon: No.

Simon: Means that I have inches to spare.

you: was that a dick joke?

Simon: No.

Simon: Unless you wanted it to be.

You snorted softly under your breath. Of course he was a smart ass too…

you: ambiguous, i like it.

you: so how tall are you then?

Simon: Does it matter?

you: no. just curious.

Simon: 6ft4.

you: that feels like a lie.

Simon: I avoided putting it for a reason.

you: worried people would call you a liar?

Simon: No use. Going to be called it regardless.

you: that’s fair ig.

you: what’s a traveling consultant?

Simon: Similar to a contractor. Get brought in to help businesses all over the world.

you: what kind of businesses?

Simon: That’s need-to-know.

you: you type so formally and professionally jeez.

you: will i ever get to know?

Simon: Force of habit. Don’t text a lot.

Simon: Not if I can help it.

you: somehow i can tell.

you: what are you doing here then?

Simon: Curiosity mostly.

you: trying to see if you attract any fish? 👀

Simon: Something like that. A friend is on here. Wanted to see what all the fuss is about.

you: i see.

you: got anything yet?

Simon: No. But only created this 12 minutes ago.

you: am i your first then?

Simon: Not my first in anything, love.

Your eyes widened a bit and for some reason you found yourself getting a bit flustered, your face warming up just a bit.

you: does that mean you’ve hooked up with people through a dating app before?

Simon: Something of the sorts.

you: aw, im really not going to be your first.

Simon: That’s alright. You can come see me either way.

Simon: I’m sure you’ll find some other thing to be the first at.

Your breath got caught in your throat and you started sputtering. That came out of left field! He had gone from professional and mild-mannered to… flirty so quickly! Gulping, you tried to answer him with something coherent and funny.

you: idk what if you murder me?

Simon: I promise I won’t.

you: is that meant to be enough to convince me? 🤨

Simon: I’ll leave all my guns at home.

you: the fact you have more than one is not reassuring the way you think it is.

Simon: If it makes it any better, I wouldn’t need a gun to kill you.

Even though you don’t know this man, you can imagine that he’s laughing to himself behind his phone screen, all smug, thinking he’s funny. And, the worst part, is that he is.

you: reassuring. thanks.

Simon: Glad to be of service.

you: i think what makes it worse is that uve not got a pic of ur face.

Simon: Wouldn’t hook up with a bloke with his face covered?

you: no? are u trying to get me axe murdered? bc thats how u get axe murdered simon

Simon: LOL.

Simon: No.

you: u sure? a masked face with a mysterious job and a suspicious amount of guns… sounds like the upgraded version of ghostface… except online rather than over the phone.

Simon: I’ll take that as a compliment.

Simon: You’re funny. 

Simon: I like that.

you: thanks. 

Simon: Wondering if you’re that funny in real life or if you’d get all shy on me.

you: probably a mix of both.

Simon: How about we confirm that then? 

Simon: Meet up with me for drinks. No pressure on time or place. You can even postpone if it comes down to it. My job is unpredictable enough so I might have to postpone too.

Your eyes widened. The first attempt at flirting from him, of inviting you for a shag, had been clearly sarcastic… But this one is genuine.

you: ill get back to u on that, is that okay?

Simon: No sweat.

Simon: And if you’re just being polite and not actually going to text me again then: This was fun. Enjoyed myself. Take care.

You bit your lip to suppress a smile when you saw his polite goodbye. He was… sweet, weirdly enough.

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[simp-legend]

Drunk Confessions

Requested: No

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Summary: One of Tony's parties leads you to become very close with a certain silver tongue God

Fic type: Romantic (ig) with a hint of spice at the end

Warnings: None

Words: 758 words

A/N: This is a really terrible oneshot that I've had in my drafts for ages, so apologies. Also I apologise for not being active that much I've been quite busy whilst struggling with mental health.

Proof-Read: No

"But I don't wanna gooo," I told Nat. "Why can't he throw a party some other day when I'm not busy. I need to finish moving in!" I said.

"Well, Tony is kinda throwing this party for you because you are the new avenger," Nat chuckled. 

"Then he should have thrown it two months ago when it was finally official, should I wear this dress, or the blue one?" I asked, holding up two dresses.

"The blue one, anyway, on the bright side, you-know-who will be there," she wriggled her eyebrows.

"Who, Voldemort?" I scoffed, turning away to hide my blush.

"No, Loki," she nudged my elbow. I rolled my eyes but had a smile on my face.

~Time skip~

I walked in excitedly but (tried and failed) to keep a straight face. I made my way to the avengers who were sitting around a table laughing and drinking.

"Y/n! Hello!" Thor yelled when he saw me.

"Hey Thor," I waved. I look at the spot next to him to see Loki eyeing me with a face that shows no emotion. Then, to break the awkwardness, Tony walked in with a box of alcohol.

"So I did a quick run to the bar and brought these so now we can officially PARTAAAAAY!" Tony pumped his fist up. After that, more people started to roll in. I got bored after a while so I went upstairs. I opened the doors to the living room to find Wanda watching TV.

"Hey Wanda," I said slumped next to her on the couch.

"Hello Y/n," she said, not looking away from the TV. She was watching some old black and white show. We sat in silence for a while, watching the show. After an hour I decided to head back downstairs and check on everyone.

While I was heading down the stairs when I bummed into Nat.

"Oh, hey Nat. What's going on?" I noticed she had an annoyed face.

"Stark convinced the boys to drink more and now it's chaos down there. The boys got crazy drunk. Even Bruce and Loki are drinking alot," she sighed.

"Oof. Well imma check it out!" I chuckled.

It was absolute chaos. Clint was singing while swinging from the chandler, Thor was wearing a poptart box as a hat while swinging his hammer at non-existent villains, Tony and Rodney were arguing weather the moon was made out of cheese, Steve and Bucky were having a throwing contest with his shield, which so far had resulted to several broken windows.

"Um, is everything ok?" I asked flustered.

"oH, helloY/n!" Loki slurred, waving franticly at me from his spot on the floor.

"Uh, hi?" I said, worried because when I walked in Loki was wondering aloud how long it would take to chop off all of Thor's hair blindfolded.

"Hey, did anyone tell you that ya look very pretty?"

"Um," I was shocked. "Thanks?"

Loki tried to stand up, but stumbled from all the achohal.

"Oof!" I said, as the god crashed into me, resulting us to fall down.

The next thing I knew, Loki was on top of me, and we were laying on the ground, our faces only centimeters apart.

I coughed nervously, and tried to get up but unLuCkY mE, a stool fell on top of us, so we couldn't get up because our legs were stuck. I was a stuttering mess.

"S-s-sor-ry..." I said, my face feeling like it was on fire.

"No worries, Darling," Loki said coolly. Wait... he didn't seem so drunk anymore...sus.

I felt my heart race faster and faster as I couldn't look away from Loki's face. His eyes were focused on mine, then darted to my lips for a hot second. Then he smashed his lips onto mine!

I laced my arms around his neck as he snaked his hands down to my waist, his tongue roamed my mouth as I lightly tugged on his smooth black hair. I wanted it to last for ever. Sadly, luck was not at my side.

After a couple of seconds, minutes, hours, I honestly do not either, nor or care, we broke apart.

Because Clint yelled, "Get a room!" after the chandelier gave way and crashed to the ground.

Blushing furiously, we managed to out of the stupid stool, and off the floor. 

"Would you like escape these idiotic Midgaurdians and continue somewhere else lady Y/N?" Loki smirked, turning to me.

"Of course" I grinned mischievously.

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[riagraie]

Ninjago AU Headcannons

so obviously, this includes OC content. if you don't like OCs, don't read that part/ignore other hc ig?

anyway, this is for my AU of Ninjago, Echoes of the Echoed. The timeline is set to be between Crystalized (s16) and Dragons Rising Season 1. So there shouldn't be any spoilers?

this is just a bunch of random hcs I have for the ninja (and Hanna) in my AU. some of these are adapted from other people, some of them are mine.

Kai

he has naturally straight hair so he uses curlers to put wave in it. by curlers, i mean the ones your grandma uses overnight. he also sleeps in a bonnet

bro wears eyeliner. not a lot, but when asked he will admit to it.

he knows how to cook a meal and is probably the best chef (minus Zane bc Zane is goated) but doesn't like to cook

he is terrified of bugs. any kind of bug, it doesn't matter. he doesn't want to look at them, he doesn't want to be near him, and if he was alone in the monastery and found a spider, the entire thing would be up in flames.

when he gets spooked, sometimes fire will shoot out of his shoulders.

when someone on the team is upset or struggling with smth, he forces them to do self care nights with him

he paints his nails black or red

he's an insomniac, has been since his parents left. it got better around s11 but still struggles with it. when he can't sleep he likes to do blacksmithing. nya and pixal set up a station in the X Cave for him to do it quietly.

Jay

adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd, adhd-

he doesn't know what his biological mother looks like and he likes to try and imagine it.

the reason his hair curled after s7 is bc of puberty. some people's hair gets curly :/

when he uses his powers his spine will glow blue and have offshoots of the same color that look like lightning. it's sick af

he always carries his yin medallion with him. he might be wearing it, he may be holding it, it may be chillin in his pocket, but it's always on him.

after the events of s15 and then after s16, jay brags about how easy it was for him to grow a beard. it pisses lloyd off.

the eye that he hurt in Skybound(s6) is ever so slightly a lighter shade of blue than his other eye. sometimes it still hurts him and on those days it looks bloodshot and he wears an eye patch.

his favorite kind of art is watercolors.

he's got a wicked spice tollerance

Cole

he forced Zane to teach him how to cook basic things. but, he is a very skilled baker naturally

he's great with kids bc he lets them swing off his arms like monkey bars

cole is black and bc his dad never did, kai taught him how to take care of his hair.

he likes having long hair bc it covers his scar from when he was a ghost.

right after becoming human again, he kept forgetting he wasn't a ghost and kept running into walls and doors

he has seriously considered becoming a streamer

cole is terrified of singing because his mother used to sing him to sleep.

Zane

sometimes he feels what pixal is feeling bc they share a heart

even after nya came back in s16, zane didn't turn on his emotions again until nya convinced him too. he then cried for three hours straight.

he will laugh without hesitation at a dad joke. he will also crack up as he's trying to tell a dad joke

he still has pictures lloyd drew him in s1 until childs play.

he's easily annoyed by people who break traffic laws.

he rarely swears, but swore more when he was pretending to be a pirate in s15.

after figuring out him roleplaying a detective in s12 annoyed Pixal, he downloads and roleplays things for other missions they are on together. like the pirate thing in s15.

he lets kai paint his nails

Nya

unlike kai, her hair is naturally wavy and she used to straighten it from the pilot-s7. then she kinda gave up.

she decided to grow out her hair bc she wanted to look more like her mother, but then hated having hair against her neck all the time and started putting it up.

she can bench press jay and she has a sleeper build

she gets pissed when she sees someone in the arcade getting close to her and jay's high score on the dance machine

she's a light sleeper

she's terrified of snakes

when she's upset about something, she will either beat the shit out of the training equipment (then proceed to fix in in a huff) or just build random things

she's seriously considered building jay a robot dog. but she never went through with it

Lloyd

when he's really happy, sleeping, or meditating, he purrs.

he's got freckles that look like diamonds bc of the dragon scale thing

hes got fangs, his ears are pointed, and when he's pissed or enamored by something his eyes turn red. naturally, his pupils are a bit pointer, aren't as round basically

lloyd knew about his oni form before the events of s16 but never told anyone. he's known about it since s9 when he had a nightmare and woke up to see himself half-shifted in the mirror. he asked mistake about it, she explained, he asked her to not tell anyone, and she didn't. neither did he.

he likes mints because he likes hard candies better, gives him something to fidget with

he's always bustling with energy bc of his element. he can't sit still for the life of him.

he can still control the individual elements of creation as well as water and wind. he found out he could control wind after s5 and he could control water after s15.

when he uses his powers, his eyes glow whatever color they are (red or green) for up to an hour afterwards.

he has super hearing and super smell. he can also partially see in the dark if theres just a little bit of light

he hates ants

he has consistent nightmares. nearly every night. unlike the visions in DR, he doesn't flail for his nightmares, just jolts awake.

he loves photography and has many professional grade cameras. he likes it because he gets to hold memories.

when he's upset at someone, he unconsciously switches to yelling at them in Oni language.

he can understand and read the Harmonizer language but can't speak or write it.

Hanna

she's filthy rich. her parents own a very successful real estate business and a shipping company

she doesn't talk to her parents and doesn't like talking about them

she has an accent bc of being part Harmonizer but she hides it bc it led to a lot of people not understanding her. the closest thing it sounds like irl is a Russian accent.

she sometimes talks in the Harmonizer language, especially if she's frustrated or sleeping.

she can understand and read the Oni language.

after shifting to full harmonizer the first time, the black and gold lines on her skin became visible when human if your close enough to see them

she requires no form of skin care but still joins kai for skin care nights.

she has bad periods and struggles with migraines bc of her powers

she could feel something was off before the crystal king formed in s16. she has a scar on her knuckle from where she punched harumi in the face

she loves sports bikes. she liked going fast and breaking traffic laws. but, safety is her top priority even for herself and never goes out without making sure her and any backpacks are in full gear.

after s15, she had a lot of anxiety attacks

she knew about Lloyd's oni form bc she accidentally walked in on him one day he struggled to mask it.

she is also really good with kids

she heals pretty quickly bc of being part harmonizer, and because of that, most of the wounds she gets scars over.

she hates being in the spotlight

so thats them, let me know what you think. should I do more hcs? let me know ab that too. uhh

hope you enjoyed :D

[sugarsnappeases]

bellareg marriage. thoughts ?

don’t think i don’t see right through you…. but yes i (we) have many thoughts and i would love to talk about them xxxx

bellareg could have such a good marriage!!! like i genuinely believe they could work so smoothly together.... bella and reg who get married bc bella was supposed to marry sirius (the two first-borns of their respective branches... could do amazing things for the bloodline) but then sirius leaves and bella is fuming and reg is miserable and she basically gets foisted off on him instead alongside all the other Heir duties and no one is particularly happy about it but, in the end, both of them end up more or less getting what they want and need out of the marriage.

like bella absolutely refuses to play the role of the good little wife who follows her husband's lead and agrees w everything he says. she's got her own ambitions and plans and she's too much of a force to ever take anything lying down. but luckily reg doesn't want to lead anyone, or be the heir, or be a big strong husband figure and he's super malleable and easy to 'gently' persuade into things and it could all work out very nicely. like bella being the Man Of The House and the Husband behind closed doors while reg is her pampered little wife. also bella gets to be the kinda by-proxy heir/lord which is obvs v important to her. in a way, she's the head of the family ish and that's like. the power she's always wanted and was jealous of when it came to sirius. and now even if she doesn't properly have it (something that could potentially cause a bit of tension??? but also like. reg wants her to have that power too, he absolutely doesn't want it himself so it would be more of a shared woe ig?? like both of them would love it if they could just have a complete role reversal thing), she still has much more power than would have been possible in any other marriage

anyway bella also kinda guides reg (he goes willingly) into being more embroiled in the death eaters, doing what she thinks is best for him and for them (acting as his husband-wife) and making him better and lavishing him w luxury and basically just holding the reins of the marriage. and reg is happy bc he's safe and protected and bella is enough like sirius that he can ultimately fall in love w her and she's happy to dote on him and she does also love him even if she's maybe not in love w him. bc like you said. he's her cousin of course she loves him but also she loves how successful their marriage is. it's harmonious, easy, simple. it just works.

i think the only potential issue in their marriage is the lack of kids. bc bella to me never ever has or wants kids, but she's married to the heir of the black family and reg also defo wants kids. but i agree w you i think that w the level of influence bella has over reg she'd be able to convince him like 'let's wait until after the war' and there'd just be more and more excuses. like the two of them climb the ranks of the death eaters together (mostly bella but she uses reg and also takes him w her) and she couldn't possibly take the time off to be pregnant, reg, don't you believe in our lord's goals?? and reg of course does bc like. w bella acting as the Husband and the Heir/Lord, she would be the one who dealt w the whole kreacher scenario w voldemort and reg would've never found out about the horcrux or had to question his fanaticism, and also bc of bella he's even more fanatical than he normally would be and so this is a very short conversation and reg never brings it up again lol

but anyway yes i just think they could be so content and it's defo a much better marriage than the one that bella would've had if sirius had stayed bc she'd never be able to take on that Husband role w him and they would've probs ended up killing each other but w reg they can kinda complement each other and work well together and be more or less happy :))) yippeeeeee

anyway here are some more screenshots from our texts bc you’re hilarious and a genius and always completely correct and the other half of my soul and i’m obsessed with you <3

[basement-bird-girl]

Alright, I have been convinced but please please pleeeeeeeeeeease remember this has been abandoned and unpolished and my first attempt at writing. Lmk if i should pick it up again ig! Also you guys can thank @cowsuponcows for accidentally reminding me i even had this in my notes app.

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@caillousweave you wanted me to tag you 💜

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep. The lights on the Engineers alarm clock chimed and flashed 07:00 with its annoying red light. He sat up in the cot he had set up in his workstation and stretched, his vertebra popping as he straightened up.

Engineer hopped out of bed and started getting ready for his day. It was an off day, so there was no need for him to wear his combat uniform. He threw on a blue sweatshirt and work jeans and started heading to the mess hall to grab breakfast. As he strolled through the base, he looked over a notepad of his projects and muttering about supply runs needed. “Can’t you ever take break?” A deep voice bellowed as Engi walked into the room. Heavy sat at one of the tables, Medic sitting across from him. Heavy stared at Engi and chortled at his own comment. Engi looked up and chuckled, “Naw, no can do, big man. There’s too much to get done.” He retorted and set his stuff down next to Medic, freeing his hands to get some grub. “You ought to take some time to decompress, you know-“ The Medic commented, sipping on a cup of black coffee, “-Your smarter zhan to vork yourself to death.” He glanced up at his book towards the Texan man. “ Yeah yeah, I know” Engi rolled his eyes and plopped down on the uncomfortable plastic chair.

The general peace of the hall was suddenly met with the sound of a loud holler from the world’s drunkest man. Medic winced at the sound and glanced up from his book once more, shooting a glance towards his friends as Demoman came crashing into the hall. “GOOD MORNING LADS!” He shouted, smiling as he hobbled his way over to his friend Sniper. Sniper had already set out a mug of joe for Demo, so all the Scot had to do was take out his flask and pour in the alcohol.

Engi met Medic’s glance and gave a little shrug. “Could always take this to my workshop.” He suggested. Medic took the last bite of his toast and nodded, “Heavy?” He asked, but the Russian man was barely done with his mountain of food. “Go on without me; I will catch up.” He urged and continued his breakfast. Medic and Engi stood up and started walking towards the workshop, Engi digging his nose back into his plans and Medic sipping his coffee, making sure his friend didn't bump into anything while distracted. They made it to the workshop, and Engi threw himself to his work desk, “Make yourself cozy, pardner.” Medic walked over, kicked off his boots and situated himself onto the cot and continued reading, setting his coffee on the side table.Engineer pulled out blueprint papers from a cabinet under his desk and sprawled them onto the desk, grabbing his sketch pencils from a tin. His eyes couldn’t help but trail over to his friend sitting on the cot as he worked on his sketches. He’d force himself to focus, but for some reason he’d end up looking back. He took my suggestion a lil too seriously, didn’t he? He thought, then his eyes started scanning the cover of his book. Medic looked up from his book and Engineer pulled his eyes back to the paper. Medic cleared his throat and looked around the worn down workshop, eyes landing on a radio sotting on a shelf “Mind if i turn zhat on?” He asked. The Engineer looked up “Oh, uh.. go ahead.” He nodded “Don’t know what’s playin, but I’m sure somethin good must be on.” He laid down his pencil and watched the tall man fiddle with the radio. The labels were worn with time, so it was quite hard to figure out what buttons did what, but once he did Medic situated it on a station for classical music. He hummed blissfully and made his way back towards where the two were hanging out in the workshop. Engineer smiled at the music choice and looked back to his can of pens. I guess anything is better than that silence, He thought to himself as he leaned over his desk to keep working. He felt a warm breath on his ear and snapped a look over his shoulder. Medic stood over him, scanning the blueprints quietly, “Oh did I startle you?” He asked when Engi snapped his head back “Startled? Nah, you just took the damn piss outta me.” He joked and snorted, “You’re much quieter than you appear Doc.” He added and stepped a little aside to avoid being stood over and to give him a better view. Medic pulled his pipe out of his vest as well as a tobacco pouch, filling the bowl while still examining the blueprints for further sentry upgrades “ I see… vell, it looks like you have your work cut out for you.” He commented, feeling around his pockets for a match. He frowned and pulled his eyes away when he couldn’t find one, stressfully searching his coat pockets next. Engineer shuffled through his jean pockets and pulled out a lighter, “Need a lil help?” He flipped it open and struck the spark wheel. He lit the crushed up leaves and watched as the German took a long drag from his wood carved pipe. Smoke bellowed from his nose and his nervous face relaxed “ Danke, freund.” He smiled. Engineer felt his face heat up as he watched him place one hand on the desk, the Medic’s body weight shifting to lean over the paperwork.A eternity passed in just a few seconds as their gaze met, the music now filling the quiet room. Engineers mind scrambled to think of anything to do, but he couldn’t pull his eyes away. Come on fuckin idiot, do something he thought; then as if a prayer had been answered, the two metal doors swung open, and Heavy burst in “I finished breakfast! Time for bookclub, Doktor.”

Medic blinked and broke the shared gaze to look at their Russian friend “ah, Sehr gut! I was just finishing up the last chapter.” He commented and lightly pushed off the desk to move towards Heavy. Bookclub was their Saturday thing to keep sanity, and thankfully they can get books in when supplies come in. Engineer quietly sighed in relief from the broken gaze and buried himself into his work “Y-you guys have fun with that… stay if you wish! But I’ll be doing work in the back” he pointed without facing the men and scurried off, face burning with… embarrassment? What am I embarrassed by? He questioned as he walked away.

The morning melted into the evening; Engineer had skipped lunch and dinner due to his work, and didn’t even notice how he was alone now. Classical music played out of the staticy radio as he stared at his new sentry. He was tweaking the problems, but new ones kept arising. The guns weren’t firing, but once they did, now the rockets weren’t launching. Once those worked, the new electric traps were just string and no spark. Engineer cussed and kicked his toolbox in frustration, lifting his goggles and pacing in a circle God damn these machines. He looked and watched as one of the legs buckled and the turrets fell to the ground, this angered him further and he threw off his helmet in frustration.“Hey, hey, vas ist the matter here?” A familiar voice rang as someone walked into the workshop, hearing the angry commotion. Engineer made his way to the front “ Doggum turret fell apart! Parts ain’t workin neither” He complained, turning a corner and seeing Medic at the door with a box of food “Is zhat so? Hmm…” His free hand lifted to set a knuckle on his chin to think, “I vas looking at it earlier; it could be too much veight on it? Ack, but take a break!” He discarded his thoughts and held up the box of food, “You veren’t zhere for lunch or dinner, I bet you haven’t left zhat spot all day.” He walked over to the desk and set the box down. Engineer walked over to him, the smell of steak and potatoes flowing out the box “Well… I reckon I can take a break for a moment.” He agreed and sat down, opening the box to look at the delicious steak. He picked up his utensils and started chowing down, the realization that he was actually very hungry set in after ignoring it first hours. Medic had pulled up a chair next to him and just looked around the dusty shop “ You know, you do need to do more zhan just vork, right?” Medic looked at him “ I love my craft as much as zhe next guy, but zhe brain cannot be vorked like zhis 24/7.” He added, concerned. Engineer shrugged “Sure, but I like it.- Plus I wouldn’t know what to do otherwise. Your lil’ bookclub with Heavy looks nice but I ain’t a fiction reader” He chuckled. Medic leaned back into his chair and shook his head “ Maybe you can join me for bird feeding? I do it Sunday mornings, so that I can be outside without a bomb heading directly towards my face.” He suggested

[lilcupio]

AroAce Playlist of songs in Spanish

Clarification: I know that these songs were not created to be aroace, but this is MY OWN PERSONAL INTERPRETATION, MINE, FROM ME AND ONLY ME.

And yes, I am a hopeless romantic (and cupioromantic), so my AroAce experience is somewhat pessimistic??? ig

Let's go with the playlist:

The arromantic song par excellence. Simple and direct.

1.- Abducida por formar una pareja | TRONCO.

"When I think of the way you talk

Of Menorca, of the weather and of your cat,

I imagine I make you a proposal

And I ask you if you'd like to be my boyfriend.

But no, because I don't want boyfriends

Or girlfriends or anything else susceptible.

To be lied to, to be convinced.

To be abducted to form a couple"

2.- Enamorado tuyo | El Cuarteto de Nos.

Ah~ the endless debate about what the true meaning of this song is. Some say it's a love song, others say it's about denial. The good thing about ambiguous meaning is that you can play with the words as you wish, and for me, this song is lit me.

"If you think that I feel love

Please don't make regret

Don't comment with your people

About our affair.

Hardly anyone ever says

That I'm in love with you"

3.- Desechable | Mon Laferte.

The lyrics of this song reflect an internal struggle. When I first discovered my arromanticism, it was hard for me to accept it. I wanted so badly to experience falling in love and being loved differently, I wanted to be and have that special person in my life. If I can't be special to someone else, then I will always be one of the crowd.

"I'm just one more, just a maybe

Something disposable, expendable.

I'm just another number, just another piece.

I am irremediable, invisible.

Behind my shield there is skin.

Behind the bitter there is honey.

You will see that there is light behind the black shadow"

4.- Primavera | El Cuarteto de Nos.

An Aro Allosexual song, LET'S GOOOOO

The story is simple, a man thinks he's in love, but realizes he's just horny. I especially love the spring metaphor; I like how it tries to hide the horniness under a layer of romanticism and fake poetry.

"It's summer and I'm hot, but I thought it was

Because of my sudden outbreak of love, in the middle of spring.

Your laughter, in my distraction, made me think it was spring.

Your laughter, in my distraction, made me think it was spring.

It's autumn but deep inside, I still think it was

For the fact that I'm horny, full springtime.

Your laughter, in my distraction, make me think it's spring.

Your laughter, in my distraction, made me think it was spring"

5.- Bailando solo | Los Bunkers.

Yep, a song that talks about loneliness, I have nothing more to say.

"Dancing alone in the dark

You'll get used to it

To watching all of life go by.

Like a promise at dusk,

You can dissolve

On the edge of a crystal glass.

Now that you're here

And the future hides from you

You've already scratched the floor

And the walls of your room"

6.- Paramar | Los Prisioneros.

The lyrics suggest that to love requires a series of sacrifices that distort the essence of the person. There is nothing more arromantic than feeling uncomfortable in a relationship, that you are not really being yourself, you are only forcing to act as society says you should.

"Love, love, where did I hear that word before?

I redid my schedule for you

And buy more calendars.

Passed me a 3 dimensional video,

With a happy ending.

I tried to inject myself with my old optimism,

But that one that turned out

Was still me, ready to love.

I never thought that just this winter, Would be the coldest I've ever seen.

I'm no good for love"

7.- Sexo | Los Prisioneros.

This song is a critique of the hypersexualization of society and the use of sex to get the attention of the masses. It also talks about the pressure to be sexually active and how sex is needed in order to be an “adult”. Pretty ace to me.

"There's nothing to blush about,

It's everywhere, you see.

Now virginity

Is a medieval thing.

It's your maturity card,

Your passport to adulthood.

She is not a woman to love

But an enemy to be subdued"

8.- Estar solo | Los Prisioneros.

Can you tell I love Los Prisioneros? They are one of the most important Latin rock bands for a reason.

I remember being 17 years old, going to school and seeing my friends with their boyfriends, coming home and watching my parents kissing, turning on the TV and find a romantic movie. In those days, when I was not in my best mood, all I could do was lock myself in my room and listen to this song with swollen eyes. This song represents the ultimate expression of my internalized aphobia. Although I have now accepted my identity and sexuality, this remains one of the songs I have identified with the most in my life.

"Something that is always there.

Something that is neither lie nor truth.

Bad habits, bad destiny.

A single path

That I can never deny.

There's something wrong inside of me

A kind of program with an error,

A tendency, a demand.

Many differences

That I can never deny.

To be alone.

To be alone.

The months go by, the years come together

And everything doesn't matter.

The fantasies, the movie scenes,

Have a bad ending.

I'm fine I feel fine

But this is too big a planet to be alone.

To be alone.

To be alone.

I'm fine I feel fine

But it's too big a planet to be alone.

To be alone... there's something wrong inside of me.

To be alone... something that's neither true nor false.

To be alone... bad habits, bad destiny."

PD: I'm sorry if there is a bad translation or some parts are difficult to understand :c

[karkkle]

MAZONITE POSTING!!!

a girl and her girl

i could actually talk about Mazonite for hours i hold her so dear to me for no reason.

so i shall lore dump. all of this is subject to change but i feel like yapping rn.. anyways

Mazonite's the drummer for her sex rock band Eudialyte! She does most of the writing for the band but her voice is a little too, in her opinion, raspy and yucky to sing. ): What you get for 10+ years of chain smoking ig

She's in her mid-lateish twenties and acts like a college student who has no sense of self preservation. Her kitchen usually has nothing but juice, cereal, sauce, and leftover local restaurant food. Sometimes theres a bagged precooked chicken if she's feeling rich. Also the baked goods her girlfriend brings her!!! Those go fast though.

Mazon met Floyd outside of a bar one night. He was in his mid-late teens, playing guitar for money in desperate attempt to get back on his feet after his solo career failed. Don't worry, he gets another shot at it later.

She offers to take him in! Floyd's a little hesitant, as one should be when an intoxicated woman comes out from a bar after her band's performance and offers you a place to live. Eventually he accepts when she offers to take him to get something to eat. They go to some dingy local joint and she gets a burrito (VERY IMPORTANT(not really(i would kill for a burrito rn(thats all)))). She mentions her girlfriend over dinner and the wlw mlm solidarity is enough to convince Floyd he's safe with her. Maybe not the best logic, but he's a queer teenage boy and that's more or less the logic we all had at some point.

Mazonite has no recollection of the events the next morning but is chill with this new roommate. He's sassy but they get along. She dubs him her "nephew", which he doesn't exactly love.

Floyd: I'm not your nephew.

Mazonite: Why can't I be? ):

Floyd: For one, you're as old as my eldest brother. For another, we aren't related.

Mazonite: Consider, Flo, that I am like the cool sexy lesbian aunt you have been missing your whole lifey-wifey?!?

Floyd: D- .. Don't ever say sexy and aunt in the same sentence.

Mazonite: I buy you black hair dye and this is how you treat me??? ):

He learns to stop caring about the nephew title.

Eventually Mazon introduces Floyd to the band and he maaaybe has a little crush on their guitarist/singer, Aveil. What gay emo teen doesn't love a guy with long hair, a little facial hair, and tattoos. Anyways, the band loves him! Mazon's girlfriend, Renée is a bit worried that she isn't feeding him properly. He assures her he's fine. Renée starts sending more homecooked dishes.

Floyd joins Eudialyte when Aveil gets arrested for smth stupid a few days before the band has a show. Mazonite begs him to sing, just for one show, just one night. Floyd's against it just because he's really set on being a soloist, but Maz pesters him into one show. He ends up really enjoying it. Who knew being a band could be fun? Just like back with...well...nevermind. He'd rather not talk about it.

Floyd stays singing for Eudialyte when Aveil returns and he helps Mazonite write some of the music! Way down the line Floyd leaves Eudialyte to pursure his solo career, and the band couldn't be more thrilled. They are his biggest fans (: Mazon goes to every show she can and screams as loud as possible as close to the front as she can get. Bro owns all the Floyd merch she can get her sharp little fingers on.

She's my silly meow meow

Anyways idk what else to say there's def more to her but I'm drawing a blank lol. Mazonée endgame tho they are so in love and I could make a whole post on their relationship. They get married one day and have a daughter!!! :D

[plscallmeeren]

P E R S O N A L P T 2

Jessica Jones x Reader

Request: yes

Summary: you're a natural born fighter (martial arts, fire manipulation) who fought for money and enlisted in SHIELD to avoid jail, then got kicked out again. You now reside in Hell's Kitchen

Warnings: s mentions ig; unedited

Word Count: 1.3K+

Jessica stared at her phone. Your name was almost as daunting as the numbers beneath it. She didn't really need help. She never did, though. And somehow that would be worse.

(Y/n) (Y/l/n).

Her lips barely moved as she shaped your name once again. What a strange curve that one syllable was, what a sharp point, just like your tongue.

She groaned. This wasn't helping. Maybe she needed to remove you from her system? Entertain the possibility once, so that you could be forgotten forever?

Jessica dismissed the tempting theory, as she had so far. Too good to be true. Far too good.

But what else could she do? Her concentration wavered in every respect; she couldn't help but wonder whether you would judge her for her late-night drink, what sleeping habits you might have as she took notes of a case's.

(Y/n) (Y/l/n).

Damn it.

She picked up the phone.

•••

You stared at your phone. One missed call from Jessica Jones.

How could you have missed it? Such an important thing, such a reverent moment. And why had she called? Had she needed help? Had something happened, and it was your fault not to have shown up?

"If you're ever in a jam even you can't handle - or don't want to handle - give me a call."

You picked up the phone.

It rang.

It rang again.

And again.

You cursed; the majority unheard of. You picked up the keys you had just put down and headed for the door, not one glance back.

Her business card crumbled in your hand, though you hardly noticed.

•••

The door that advertised her agency was broken, clouded glass held together by stubborn duct tape. There were no signs of a fight from the outside, but who knew where she had even called from...

You pressed a palm against the lock, pushing with all your might so that the door spring open.

"Hello? Are you here?" you called, adamantly refusing your voice to waver. Where else would you look if she wasn't here? You had no idea where she went...

"How did you get in here?" a voice behind you asked, and before you knew what you were doing, you had spun around, hands outstretched as if to fight.

Jessica.

The name sounded so right, so fitting now that you knew it. Every inch of her screamed it - she was her name, nothing else.

"I- You called."

"Yeah, that doesn't answer my question."

"No, I- I called back, and you didn't pick up, and considering I told you to call me if you were having any problems... I guess I got worried." You stared at her, subconsciously checking to see if she was alright. Her cheeks flushed.

"Well, sorry, no need to save me," she said cruelly, inspecting the lock on her door for damage before turning back to you. "But I guess now that you're here..."

"Yeah?"

"Well. I don't know. I've been thinking about you," she whispered, trying to sound seductive and coming across far too needy. But surely, that would have you stripping in no time, right?

You didn't budge, and just like last time, it was her who did the familiar approaching, the brush of the hand against an inch of your body.

"I've been thinking, too," you said slowly. "It's quite the distraction."

"My thoughts exactly."

"What do you propose?" you husked, and a shiver ran down her spine when you placed a gentle row of digits against her hips, almost as if to keep her at bay.

"Get it out of our system, how does that sound?"

"It sounds good," you chuckled. "Too good."

She blinked slowly, then walked away. You were far too difficult to convince. And yet... and yet no one-night-stand made her feel the way she did when you came bursting in like some brute, just because she hadn't answered the phone. That was pretty nice.

You couldn't stop staring at her, feeling more and more ridiculous at having broken in as you did. Her shiny black hair curved around her shoulders, face pale but shining beside those dark eyes.

"I should go," you said steadily, though it seemed suspiciously close to a question, that traitorous intonation.

"You should," she agreed, and you told yourself five lies so that your feet would move. One, you would see her again. Two, she didn't like you. Three, she was playing, and you refused to be played. Four, there were others like her. Five, (the biggest one,) you didn't care either.

She waited only until the door closed behind you to pull the liquor bottle closest to her even closer. She stared at it. Maybe you would come back, bursting in again. She stared a little longer, then put it away. Not today, she thought, never wondering how long today could be.

•••

Thursday night.

You wondered whether she would be there. You didn't care, though. Yes, she was beautiful and clever and mysterious, but those were just words. Nothing that couldn't be projected into nearly anyone.

She wasn't there. You couldn't hide the disappointment from yourself. You sat down, shoulders slumped and height stolen, beer for once not just for fun.

You closed your eyes. There she was again, Jessica. Jessica. Jessica. Not like you knew her. Maybe someone else did. Here, behind your lids, in a private theatre, she wore a summer dress and a big hat, and she was smiling. Laughing. Laughing like there was nothing else to do. Occasionally, the image shifted, and she would once again be wearing her leather jacket and grey pants, but always she was laughing.

She was laughing even, when your mind undressed her, at first not sensually, only exposing some cherished vulnerability. Not for long, however, as you imagined waves of her body, the mould of your palms holding her...

"Didn't see you there," her voice erupted nearby, and it took you a moment to understand you were not dreaming it. "Didn't take you for a daydreamer."

"Only when there's something worth daydreaming about," you replied easily, opening your eyes. She licked her lips, unsure whether you meant what she hoped.

"What's that? Your man-cave?"

"Oh, so I strike you not as a dreamer, but as someone who has a man-cave? How flattering."

"I give you only the truth."

"Now that, I believe." You held each other's gazes, for a moment, until you couldn't stand it. "Okay, admit then, that you secretly enjoy watching Next Top-model or whatever and listening to Fleetwood Mac."

"I'm not ashamed of Fleetwood Mac."

"I'd hope so, but thought I'd give you an easy one. What about the other."

She glared at you, proceeded to mockingly play with her nails. "Well, at times, I enjoy trash talking..."

"Knew it." She laughed. It was better than you imagined.

Beers came and went, and all the while conversation was good, fun. You didn't spare too many thoughts on what had happened last week.

"I'll be right back," she said eventually, taking off to the barely existing bathroom.

You sat silently for a minute. It was unbearable, knowing she was nearby, and yet not near enough. You sprang up, headed to the bathroom yourself with no eligible reasoning.

You opened the door, and there she stood, yet again. Surprised, slightly, but not really, just drying her hands.

You were practically cornering her in the tiny space, looking down at her; the dim light from the old glove highlighting only the accents of her features. You could have swooned for the first time in your life. Your hands found her waist - a lifeline, you told yourself.

"We've gotta stop meeting like this," she whispered, the smile audible in her voice, even if you couldn't see it.

"Yeah, we've got to."

Your lips were on hers and her hands were in your hair and every part was better and still.

Still it wasn't personal enough.

[chronicowboy]

friday fic rec fun

tagged by @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy thank you <3333

most hits: the persistence of memory

"I know what your blood tastes like, Eddie." He breathes. Eddie's heart starts to slam itself against his ribcage. "I know what your blood tastes like. I shouldn't know that. I shouldn't, but I do. And there were so many times—so many times where I thought that's all I'd ever know. That that'd be the only part of you I'd ever get to taste. And some sick part of me was greedy about it. Sometimes, I'd be lying next to Taylor," Eddie tries to hide his flinch, fails miserably, "and I'd think about Ana kissing you, but I'd know that she'd never tasted your blood and that was— I could convince myself that was enough."

most kudos: please? (can't say no)

"I like it when its us three." Chris mumbles.  Eddie straightens up, eyes flickering to Buck's. There's something in his eyes that makes Buck's breath hitch, but its just as indecipherable as it is powerful.

"Hey, uh, Chris?" Eddie sets him down on the ground, hands on his waist to steady him. His eyes flick between Buck and Christopher's as he swallows. "How would you feel if I were to date Buck?"

Buck blacks out.

most comments: the persistence of memory

most bookmarks: let's build this house (into a home, baby)

"You had me worried," Bobby sighs.

"No, you don't understand," Buck cries. "He's so hot. Like unfairly hot. Like looks like he just walked off a photoshoot or a porn set hot."

"Don't make me call in a HR representative," Bobby warns.

"Bobby, you don't get it." Buck squeezes his eyes shut. "If he was just hot, it'd be fine, you know? But he's not just hot. He's kind, and he listens, and he's funny in this dry way that kind of sneaks up on you, and he's such a good dad, oh my God. And pretty. He's soooooo pretty its insane."

"Awww," Hen coos, crinkling her nose with a smile, "our little Buckaroo has a crush."

most words: i love you (and i like you)

"Buck, I've been gay for twenty-eight years, and I hadn't kissed a man until this morning," Eddie mutters into the underside of his jaw. "I think I'm allowed to be a little needy."

"Christ." Buck hangs his head and curls his hands around the edge of the countertop. "Telling me I'm the only man you've kissed is not an effective way to calm me down."

"Implying that I'm not the only man you've kissed is not an effective way to get me to back off," Eddie retorts with a hum. "And, besides, who said I was trying to calm you down?"

fewest words: i couldn't say no

The first time Chris asks to see Buck, Eddie doesn't hesitate before saying no. The second, third, fourth, fifth times follow immediately after, Christopher's fury growing with each denial. But Eddie doesn't budge. He'll accept the abuses hurled at him, accept the weak punches Chris throws at his chest, accept the I HATE YOU! and slammed bedroom door.

okay its not technically friday here anymore but time works in mysterious ways and whatnot so ig i'll tag whoever wants to do this bc idk who's already been tagged lol

[blacksurvivalnostalgichanges]

black survival characters singing

Adela:it’d be funny if she put her entire soul into singing when she does. “oh my god you’re not going to get me to sing, i don’t want to sing, iIiiIII dOoooon’t-”

Adriana:she’d be so sick in a metal band. girl can scream

Aiden:i cannot imagine him singing if it’s not the most monotonous singing in existence i’m sorry

Alex:secretly amazing at singing

Arda:i have no strong opinions on him singing for some reason. his voice actor has a nice voice ig? i’d assume that guy would have a good singing voice. so i guess arda would have a nice singing voice

Aya:she sings terribly. you cannot convince me otherwise. high pitched mess

Barbara:wouldn’t be caught dead singing. partially because i don’t think her singing would be any good. not horrible but not good

Bernice: you ever listened to the music that plays in the country bad boy tiktok shit? that’s how he sings. Vibes

Bianca:loves singing. isn’t very good at it. you’re not gonna say shit though, why make her feel insecure about something she enjoys doing

Camilo:smooth sexy singing voice that he definitely cultivated like his dancing. this man puts too much effort into looking effortless to not have a good singing voice

Cathy:likes singing nonsense in her free time. it’s not bad but it probably gets grating

Celine:considering she only cares about explosions i cannot imagine her in karaoke, man

Chiara:i think she might’ve been in the church choir and sings damn well. probably stopped for a long time but i think she can get back into it

Chloe:sweet soft singing voice. she sings to kids sometimes for sure

Daniel:another one that refuses to sing in front of people i think. if he sang it’d be sad emo shit though

Echion: i think he’d slay in a metal band. he loves yelling. probably would do well with covering those bad boy tiktok songs considering he emanates fuckboy energy

Elena:mirror mirror rwby cover, i tell you

Eleven:not an amazing singer but she’d sound so happy singing. you can’t get sick of it

Eva:she would definitely be good at singing and sing to herself in her free time. that’s literally the most common habit to grow if you’re alone a lot

Emma:okay singing voice. she’d LOVE karaoke

Felix:probably just hums music in his free time and isn’t particularly passionate enough about singing for anyone to know if he’s good or even think much about it

Fiora:i can’t imagine her being a very good singer. arguably that could tie into her spider web of trauma and she wouldn’t want to sing, tbh

Hart:moving on

Hyejin:she definitely has a nice sweet singing voice. she could definitely sing someone to sleep or calm someone down by singing

Hyunwoo:bad at singing but doesn’t really sing with anyone around

Isol:i had an answer before that was like “adamantly refuses to sing but then at one point he’s doing smth while he thinks no one’s there and he starts humming and hyunwoo is actually there”. and. he was a choir boy according to erbs. so this take makes me go INSANE now. i feel galaxy brained. the one issue is that he does subconsciously hum choir music when he’s killing people. but that just adds a layer, i still see my past vision

Jackie:hmhmhmhmhmhm hmhmhmhmhm hmhmhm-

Jan:you know he loves singing. and you know his singing’s not quite in tune but you still kinda love it. jan as a person is someone who is theoretically obnoxious but so utterly charming you can’t help but to love it

Jenny: i think itd be funny if her singing was mediocre

Johann: bianca tries to make him sing evanescence but he’s too used to the bread of god is bread so it’s bizarre

JP: sort of guy to make fun of people for being off-tune and being off-tune himself

Laura: she can sing. i know it

Lenox:sings poorly but she’s so charismatic you don’t mind

Leon:repressed man. you know he doesn’t sing but likes it secretly

Li Dailin:feel like she’s the sort to seem like she’d be bad and then she sings so well you want to cry

Luke:he has such a tv announcer voice that his singing would just sound like those ad jingles

Magnus:picturing the one kiryu meme song cover thing rn

Mai:perfectly fine at singing but not special i think. not off-tune but not angelic

Nadine:i don’t think she’s ever even tried to sing beyond like. mimicking a bird

Nathapon:yeah no clue. maybe he does maybe he doesn’t. i guess he wouldn’t remember anyway

Nicky: very off-tune singing i KNOW IT

Rio:she sounds really monotonous and i bet that’s her singing too

Rosalio:sings like shit and gets mad when someone else sings. his life is a damn metaphor

Rozzi:choir girl, she can sing. next

Shoichi:he’d have the sweetest singing voice because he’d sing lullabies to his kid. don’t at me

Silvia:sings like shit and sings loud

Sissela:i can only imagine her singing the most heartbreaking songs. i think her singing would be nice though

Sua:sings well for sure. calms your soul cleanses your sins

Tia:i don’t think she dabbles in singing tbh

William:doesn’t sing. i say you can not a chance nooo if i can do t

Xiukai:jolly nice singing i think

Yuki:instantly coming to mind, an image of him not singing ever since his best friend died

Zahir:he sings just fine i think

[apompkwrites]

I had a little idea for little!shroud who is like Seele Volleri, fron honkai impact.

I want to kind of go in depth here, so there'll be a few spoilers for Seele's backstory (and also TWST- The Shrouds specifically).

Context: Seele is a kind and sweet girl who uses her strength to help others. She has an alter ego, who is referred to as 'Dark Seele, "Other me" or just "Seele." The fandom usually calls her Veliona though (I think it's because in one of her skills where she switches in with Veliona, it's described as "Velionas wrath). Veliona is the opposite of Seele: she is rude, violent and doesn't hesitate to get what she wants. She does care for Seele though. When she was young, Seele met Bronya Zaychik in a orphanage, who was brought in by a women named Cocolia, who runs the orphanage. Seele and Bronya are extremely close, but one day Bronya is chosen to take part in an experiment called the "X-10 experiment". The experiment has a low chance of success and Seele finds out about it, deciding to take Bronyas place. When trying to convince Cocolia, Seele reveals she has something called the "Stigmata of Death." Basically, she inherited powers from the previous Herrscher of Death. This stigmata is Veliona. Due to the experiment failing, Seeles physical form collapses and she is sent to a place called "The Sea of Quanta". I'm not sure how to properly explain, but it's like a world in between bubbles universes (or alternate universes). Bronya tries to bring her back but can't, so she instead promises to save her one day.

So, my idea is that Seele!Shroud was found and adopted by the Shrouds due to their connection to the power of death. Maybe they'll also own an orphanage here, I'm not sure. There's a point in the story where Seele is kidnapped and then saved by Bronya. She sees Veliona here for the first time I think. I'm gonna change it so that it's when Ortho dies (So instead of getting kidnapped, it's when Ortho died and Veliona appears to save them I guess.) The Shrouds misunderstand and believe Seele!Shroud killed Ortho, which makes them more willing to use them in the X-10 experiment. The events go as they do usually in HI3, so Seele!Shroud is now in the TWST equivalent on the Sea of Quanta.

Seele and Veliona are my favourite ever, next to Elysia, i love them so much i pray nothing bad happens to them in the recent chapter. Btw, theres a theory Seele might be the current Herrscher of Death, heavily supported by the fact she has a stigmata of the previous HoDeath who has control over life and death, so connection to Idia or smth ig.

-🦋 anon (i didnt read over this so theres probably some errors, oops)

oooh more honkai black sheep :OO

shroud can never catch a break can they?

i can imagine idia doing whatever it takes to bring seele!shroud back :(( big brother to the rescue (even if he could have prevented it had he stood up for them).

[majaloveschris]

To be honest, this would be the perfect time to end this shitshow. Nobody really cares about their relationship; most fans wouldn't "mourn" it or care about their breakup, on the contrary. The trailer for Ghosted would take away the attention, and he could be the heartbroken boy during the press tour. /:

Chris suffers from anxiety. He will not be able to talk about her like a man who is actually in love in a real relationship. I don’t think the interviewers will even be allowed to ask about her. Alba is going to go on the black list of questions for these interviews.

People are saying “well he posted her on ig stories, so he will talk about her since he put it out there”- and I don’t agree with this. Here is why: posting on Instagram whether in a 24 hour ig story that disappears or an actual feed post is not the same as publicly speaking about a relationship. So when Chris,more so his team (because I’m convinced they took over his social media accounts), post on ig stories these cringe pics and videos they can still hide behind social media, don’t don’t have to face anyone when they do it. And although the internet is forever and there are screenshots, there isn’t actual proof of him talking about her. If he were to talk about her in interviews, it defeats the purpose of his ig stories that disappear in 24 hours. Remember if we look at his ig, thee is no trace of her, it looks like he is a single man who enjoys fall trees and loves his job and dog. He won’t be able to talk about Alba in interviews that will be filmed and aired to the public. This will just add fuel to it all and people will start pulling quotes from what he said for their articles. And he and his team don’t want that, because this whole time any article that discusses them, it has quotes from a “source”. Him not talking about her publicly will contribute to the concept of plausible deniability. Also people saying- “oh this isn’t the end, he just posted the vday dump” my response to that is- Yeah, so? There are so many couples in not just Hollywood but in the world that are together one day and then break up a few weeks to even a few days later. And like look at the drama with Megan Fox and MGK for example- not the best example, but you get the point. Or even Emily R. And Pete Davidson, rumors spread that they were dating (total pr) they were seen out, pics taken, and then boom it’s over. Or Saweetie and Quavo who were really together and broke up out of no where. Also look at Michael B Jordan and Lori Harvey- who were a pr relationship as well, and they ended it saying she wasn’t ready for marriage and kids like he was. And no one expected that to end, they sold the relationship very well. That’s just to name a few, that I can think off the top of my head. It’s just as likely for this circus with Chris to be over in a flash and just in time for ghosted. The fandom will “feel bad” and run to his side for support. And the film’s views will increase because of it. Sorry I know that was long, but I just wanted to share this perspective. 💕

I agree with everything!

He can't sell this relationship, so I can't imagine him talking about her at all. However, I can't really recall if he's ever talked about Minka or Jenny in an interview, so if it continues and this topic gets blacklisted, it wouldn't be that surprising, especially after the backlash they've received, but I agree that that would definitely fuel the drama and the PR narrative even more.

[thegreatcrossbones]

U r the supid?!??!

😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

Jkjk ily /p bbg

Questions:

Second favorite AU?

What's your favorite thing about Kitty @highonglasspowder ?

Favorite OC/character of Kitty?

Would you smooch a ghost?

Favorite place in the underground?

Do you like eggrolls....

Are your inner demons also horny for no reason?

Favorite character you've made?

Favorite things about Crossbones, why do you like him so much?

If given the chance would you trip MD or Cold down the stairs.

That is all, a-thank-you a-thank-a-you

Question 1: Would have to be Split and the other goofballs. They are basically alternations of Swap, The main one being Split. Its like his inner demon that arrived when Swap was forced to eat a black apple. Pretty cool guy tbh...

question 2: It would be OUTERTALE. I really like the concept of the au and its really cool in general. And its also how me and Kitkat grew to be friends. Swap and Outer Papyrus were something called "the wholesome duo."

Question 3: Not thick enough, The ghost couldn't text me later and Ghost cant get fat. But if it was Napstablook... Then maybe. 😚

Question 4: Favorite place? well it'd be Snowdin but I hate the freezing cold so instead my favorite place would have to be THE CORE. It's got some stupidly underrated monsters there that'd be cool to hang around. And if somebody's kid won't shut the hell up, I can just punt the kid into the core since there is no railing preventing you from falling in. Picked up the adaption from Crossbones... /J

Question 5: No! Also now I am thinking of SML. Thanks asshole (this is a joke btw dw dw)

Question 6: They get horny from seeing Crossbones punt children and they also like trying to convince me I like boys. So yeah I think. (This is also a joke.)

Question 7: I don't like any of my projects. Alot of them contain mistakes, Confusing mess, And no simple premise to go off of. But if you want to really know my unhonest opinion then "red mist Phantom Papyrus" ig....

Question 8: My favorite thing about Crossbones is that bro has the funniest canon lines ever, And hes also literally batman but Sans. Its phenomenal. But favorite thing would probably have to be the way he speaks. Its so dramatic and epic. It makes me cream. asdsdasds (This is also a joke to all of the people who are outsiders to my post...)

Question 9: HELL YEAH! What's worst than decrippling depression? Some random loser tripping you down the stairs. I will make Cold paralyzed from the straight neck down. Then he'll be stuck feeding bread to ducks at the pond. Along with his stupid murder friend buddy or whatever too.

Tysm for sending the ask... I really appreciate it >3 And I was more than happy to ask these questions, Anyways, Your questions have been answered. Bye bye!

[necro-hamster]

9 12 18 22 !! fallout and/or fc5

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9) worst part of canon

for fc5 i'd have to go w the endings, touched on it in a previous response but i think they both suck ass tbh. i end up just making up my own shit.

for fallout..... well that's a hard one because fallout's canon isn't very good. and has a lot of weird shit in it. i mean honestly i could just broadly gesture at all of it. fo has So Many Problems. but to point out smth specific, the way ghouls are handled comes to mind almost immediately. tons of missed potential and a lot of inconsistencies. wtf was up with the ghoul kid in the fridge?? lil man was NOT in there for 200 years. his ass would've fucking died. they still have to like. eat and stuff. plus it's just weird how 200 years post nuke ppl are still like EWWW AN IRRADIATED PERSON!!! like? bro you're all fucking irradiated. i know about your 11th toe and that weird spot on your butt cheek. you'd think ppl would get used to it by then. i get that obviously hatred of groups like that doesnt just go away over time magically but it just feels unrealistic the way they handle it. also boring.

i guess if you want an easier answer then i think it's stupid that the brotherhood of steel is still going strong on the east coast lol

12) the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

grinding my teeth together. preston garvey for fallout. i will defend him until the day i fucking die. i'm convinced that the reason so many ppl hate his ass and are annoyed by his very presence is bc he's black idc. kiss my ass. he's my best friend.

also!! raul!!!! nobody ever fucking talks abt him but he's my FAVORITE new vegas oc. i think if he looked more fuckable ppl would pay more attention to him honestly 🙄

for fc5. hurk jr. the only reason ppl don't give him as much attention as sharky is because he's fat. idc. i will stand by this until the day i die. but i guess i'll fuck him since everyone else is a coward about it

18) it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

CODSWORTH. it's criminal that bethesda's lazy asses slept on him too!!! he's got SO MUCH potential as a character but they didnt even give him a side quest???? i need yall to integrate him into your sole's story more PLEEEAAAASE. also raul again lol

far cry 5 im absolutely gonna have to say faith, she's so interesting but gets pushed aside so often and it pisses me off to no end. but that's the boring answer. that's the answer everyone expects. so i'm also gonna point out that i think it's super lame how so few ppl actually focus in on the cult and what average ppl were going thru inside of it. because, like, this isnt just Fascist Murderers or Literal Human Traffickers like the other games. they're cult members. many of them are victims of this shit too. obviously some of em were definitely just having fun killing ppl but like there were prolly a ton of ppl who were also just normal folks in desperate need of help and community and they ended up here. please have more discussions abt this shit.

22) your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

for fallout, prolly civilization as a whole? specifically settlements/cities/towns/etc. a lot of ppl focus on being Alone In The Wastes (which is fun and cool) but i rlly like that we see time and time again that society has rebuilt in plenty of places. there's a city on a boat for gods sake. can we talk abt that shit more pls pls pls pls.

for fc5..... god. again my mind just turns toward faith and her craziness. ppl hate talking abt how much of a freak she is. so ig i'll go with the environment. how hope county is a rural place and the way that must've shaped many of the characters, including ocs who are from there. yall dont get it 😩😩😩