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#We don't need that ghost twink in here
radiance1 · 4 months
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A castle mysteriously appears in Gotham one night.
Nobody who noticed it knows where it came from, nor how it got there as it seemingly appeared overnight. It wasn't anything big, as far as castle's were concerned, it seemed to be on the smaller side of things.
However, no one could truly estimate it's actual size. For there seemed to be an ever-present fog that never seemed to stray past the castle's gates.
Just like the fog, you always seemed to hear the cawing of crows and the flapping of bats whenever you step close enough. Yet their visibility was kept hidden in the fog.
Appearances aside, there did seem to be something... off, about the castle and not just because it appeared from thin air, no. It seemed to have a distinct aura of something... other.
No one knew how to explain it, but they could tell there was nothing natural about it. There was something fundamentally wrong with the castle, it wasn't the way it appeared out of nowhere, nor it's appearance.
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When Sam finally became an adult, she didn't have to think twice about moving out. It was a bit difficult, with her parents not wanting to let her go just yet, but her grandmother managed to persuade them, thankfully.
When she was younger, Sam had always dreamed of owning a castle. Though its appearance did change in her mind when she grew older, from pretty and pink to one of darker colors and crows, which is why she never got one when she was younger, she realized.
But now that she was an adult, what was stopping her?
Nothing, that's what.
So, Sam buys one that matches her tastes and moves in. There was a lot of space, far more than she really ever thought about and now had to find a use for.
Magic.
Was something that enthralled Sam ever since she was young, that and the occult as a whole. So, for a few months after moving did she try and get her hands on things like magical tomes, items, scripts and learn it.
Surprisingly, she was strongly successful in her attempts of learning magic. It was surprising to be sure, but now that she compares it to the portal to the afterlife, having a half dead friend and having hunted down ghosts, she realizes that magic wouldn't be that much farfetched in the equation.
A fair bit of her time now was spent covering her castle in wards, sigils, and runes, ones that would strengthen themselves over time, various protection wards and multiple others that she found useful. Most of them were ones that she found through text, though others were ones she personally made.
After she finished the entirety of the castle, she studied thoroughly to gain more knowledge and power for herself, she even made a few spells of her own along with various potions. Unfortunately, she was interrupted in her studies by various other witches, because apparently having such a powerful fledgling witch on her lonesome was too tempting of an offer to pass up for the nearby covens.
So she had to... move, before they tried to force her to join them. As for how, well, she moved her entire castle! What better way to refuse, really?
Unfortunately, it was her first time using such large-scale teleportation magic and she messed it up. Not that her calculations on where the castle was supposed to be were wrong, but while in the midst of moving through space she was... thrown off kilter.
She didn't even know how or what caused her to mess up. But her castle both was and wasn't where she wanted it to be. Her original destination was coordinates near Amity Park, and while they were on said coordinates.
This wasn't Amity Park.
To say she worried was an understatement. She scrambled to find something about where she ended up, and realized not only was she thrown off kilter, but she was also thrown off so badly that she ended up in an entirely different dimension. Luckily, she managed to make the philosopher's stone.
To say making it was easy would be wrong, for even she didn't know how she created it. It was by accident and for a while she didn't even know she had made it, when she had and tried to do something with it the stone had, uh, well.
It fused into her skin.
It had placed itself right over her face, on her chest, and it granted her immortality it seemed. Though that wasn't the effect she was currently thankful for no, the effect of making gold would be valuable to her, she wouldn't have the Manson wealth, but she could at the very least sustain herself.
For now, though, she did have her studies to get back to.
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batbeato · 2 months
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My partner keeps telling me to go on Tumblr whenever I launch one of my 20-10000 minute ramble-rants about Umineko at them so here I am AGAIN
Something that a lot of people love about Umineko (and I do too!) is how much Umineko centers its female characters: Umineko focuses a lot on the rich inner lives and emotions of these women, all of whom have been negatively impacted by ideals of submissive feminism and the needs of the patriarchy.
In general, in Umineko, there's this phenomenon that I don't often see elsewhere, where male characters' emotions and feelings are treated as less important, less interesting, etc. than female characters' are. This is interesting to me, and I think it makes sense - in many spaces and works, female characters are treated as caricatures - they are tragic dead mothers, loving wives, sexy girlbosses who secretly have a soft spot for the protagonist, etc. It's only par for the course that in a work where female characters are so celebrated and explored, it is male characters who suffer the fate of being reduced to more base qualities and have their feelings and emotions brushed off or waved over.
Umineko takes the concept of the absent dead wife, mother, lover and turns them into these complex, unknown ghosts who haunt the story: Kinzo's wife, Bice, Kuwatrice, Asumu. These are all female characters central to various plot points and aspects of the story, including thematic ones, but these women are very rarely, if at all, given space to truly express their inner thoughts. This is in contrast to the Ushiromiya women (Eva, Kyrie, Rosa, Natsuhi) who are so often able to express their innermost thoughts in these long, emotional sequences. Umineko doesn't allow space for these women to be caricatures, but instead seems to make space for them to be characters we simply don't have enough information on.
I think Asumu is the best example of this: she is a character with very little actual voice in the main story. Rudolf theorizes that she knew about Battler's true parentage and raised him with love regardless, but also worries that her death was due to his lies and infidelity. Her cause of death is never revealed. Kyrie talks about Asumu as a smart woman who played dumb and innocent to steal Rudolf from her, and there is the distinct concept that if Asumu hadn't died of Cause X, Kyrie would have killed her soon after. Battler sees Asumu as an uncomplicated, loving mother. And then, when Ryukishi released Last Note, we saw this different side of Asumu - an arrogant, jealous woman who took pride in her skill at puzzles and believed that she could have saved everyone, but also still a loving mother who loves her son, and even accepts her son's half-sister, Ange, in the end. Never a caricature, always cast in shadow, but with depths beneath.
But back to what I mentioned before - male characters being treated as those flanderized, flatter caricatures, with their feelings brushed off. It's very interesting to me, because it's not even just a case of male characters simply not having the screentime - they do. Battler and Kinzo get the most of it, but George also receives plenty of discussion as well.
Battler and George, however, are the male characters who I see the most flanderization of. Battler is a pathetic crying malewife twink bottom. George is a child predator who grooms Shannon.
George is a man who was raised by a hovering, overprotective mother with ridiculous expectations of him. She made him study every day and tried to instill values befitting of the power and status she hoped he would someday have into him. However, he saw how Battler, who was meant to be 'inferior' to him, getting along better with girls - even the one he liked - and grew jealous. His relationship with Shannon began because of this, but it also helped him to understand his own flaws, and he tried to change himself. Coming from a place of privilege, this is a difficult task. He also truly loved Shannon, even though he sometimes had a patronizing view of her due to his own instilled biases, and was even willing to go against his family for her. He isn't a perfect person, but he was attempting to change and grow.
Battler is a man with a deep empathy for others and is overly emotional at times - a trait I think is unfairly made fun of, given how men showing emotion is often portrayed as unmasculine, feminine, and shameful. He has a strong sense of right and wrong, and though clumsy and foolish at times, does his best to help others. He was raised by his grandparents for 6 years, so he is somewhat divorced from the privilege he now once again holds as a member of the Ushiromiya family, and makes mistakes because of that. He makes a lot of sexual jokes, but it's implied that this is due to being socially awkward after reuniting with the family he hasn't seen in six years. It's very difficult for him to truly despise someone, but once his trust is broken, even if he still loves them, it can be very hard to earn that trust back.
...I don't think the fandom needs to focus more on the male characters, per say. No one should be told they need to focus more on X than Y because enjoying X is more ethical, progressive, fair, etc. etc. But I would like to see people at least acknowledging the complexity of the male characters in Umineko more. The malewife Battler jokes are funny, I admit, but I'm tired of the child predator George jokes. Can we please leave people who ship Shannon and George alone? At this point, I'm beginning to worry about if they're alright... seeing a lot of hate for something they love can't be pleasant.
It's a general trend I see - liking a male character means you need to prioritize female characters more. Liking a het ship means you need to make it gay, or appreciate gay ships more. If a bisexual character dates someone of the opposite sex, this is bi erasure or erasing queer representation. But it's alright to like male characters, het ships, bisexual characters in het relationships, and so on. What isn't alright are the biases that are keeping queer media from receiving as much publicity, as much funding. What isn't alright are the biases that give male characters much more complex writing than female characters in many pieces of media. We as consumers can examine these things in the production and text of the works we enjoy, but I think there is too much focus on this ethical consumption of media.
...And that's how we end up making child predator George jokes - to reconcile the existence of a flawed, nuanced male character (who can and should be criticized of course) with the fact that Umineko is such a woman-central media. Umineko needs to be one of the 'good ones', the 'ethical ones'. So the male characters must be reduced to jokes, to one-liners. It is an overcorrection on a fandom level to reconcile with a society level issue, one that can harm fans of those characters and introduce toxicity to a place that should be about sharing love for a small universe we all enjoy.
(Whoops. This is why my partner told me to go on tumblr, huh?)
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emeraldtimethief · 10 months
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I've got a question about a particular design choice for your Dusknoir. What made you want to add the chains on him where those little grayish arm things are where his wrists would rest at? It seems like a pretty interesting design choice and I was curious why you opted to do that
Ohhhh thanks for the question :> And I'm really sorry for the rambles that are about to come ... Here we go.
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A Little visual reference over here.
Okay so... It kind of happened naturally to be fair xD for starters every time I saw Dusknoirs design I thought the big things around his wrists kind of looked like cuffs? And after playing PMD It just got my gears turning. Because.
First of all the visuals... In true Ghost story fashion you are lost in the Frozen future and you hear the ominous rattle of chains from SOMEWHERE and you don't know where that's coming from and next thing you see is a glowing red eye and a ghost who's willing to murder. Sounds good in my head haha. Plus they can be quite the effective weapon for him to use xD
Aaaaand It just sounded so fitting too... For the dude at least. He looks so imponent and dignified but the poor man is just kind of shackled by the unfortunate circumstances he's in. He's so loyal to Dialga that he would do anything for her... Has done anything for her in fact. Done so much he can't even THINK about stopping because he's too far gone now. Plus I do believe part of his terror about not wanting to disappear no matter the cost was because he was so damn close to Dialga and her... Not being right in the head.
Like he didn't really want to drag hero and partner back to the past but he had done too much already to stop. Or probably spend his life as an attack dog when... Really it's obvious deep down he was desperate enough that one (1) green twink believing in him made him change ways.
That's to say, (sorry for the rant, god) that the boy has a lot of issues dragging him down and I like to represent that with the chains. The fear in the Frozen future, the guilt after... Dude needs therapy. The more stressed he is, the longer the chains are... And the other way around.
....... See this is why you don't ask me questions because I have xD Lots of thoughts
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wishfuldivine · 3 months
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ghoap shipper here!! i completely get where you’re coming from and 100% agree. i ended up leaving a lot of the bottom soap side of the fandom because of the way they just… didn’t write john mactavish? they write him like a completely different person.
recently there was discourse on twitter that making soap trans just to make him an ooc, submissive **twink** & bottom was transphobic and so many ghoap shippers just dragged op through the mud. as a bigger trans person a lot of ghoap content is so icky to me (esp bottom soap) because it’s so fetishy. a lot of people want an aggressive top with a submissive twink and it just isn’t ghoap lol.
a lot of the time i go for a more gen fic because i can’t handle soap as a twink or ghost as an abuser lmao.
you were 100% respectful in your post and i love you for it 🙏
Anon, I'm sorry that this is very conflicting for you. I know how bad it is right now, and it's so infuriating. I want a decent John MacTavish in those fics because at first I tried to get into ghoap, but I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. People make him TOO MUCH of a twink that his character is being mocked by the other side of the fandom. His entire character gets taken as a joke and for a ship which is fucked up.
I have a feeling that most of the bottom soap fandom are underage girls or just ignore the whole characterization in order to satisfy their fetishes. Are they allowed to do as they want? Absolutely. But they're the bad apples making genuine ghoap shippers look like crazy people with disturbing tendencies of stereotypes and fetishes. It's almost like KPOP. Can we even mention how some make Ghost to be a big fucking scary abuser alpha male that is just..? He would never do such a thing, especially with his background.
I'm glad I stayed away from that ship and that side of the fandom and love my very unpopular ships.
But please don't let that side of the fandom ruin things for you, darling. I'm sure there's good ghoap shippers that make their characters as they should be!
Thanks for the support and passing by! Have a very blessed day. ♤
P.S. if you ever need to rant, I'm here. You can come as anonymous or however you like! :)
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angellayercake · 3 months
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Jen! I actually put down my phone and went to get my laptop so I could take my time over sending what is about to be a small essay. I saw your post about Terzo and the way he is written/perceived in fiction, and I realised I don't think I've ever come here to tell you that the way you write Terzo is the way I think of Terzo all the time in my head. You shaped the Terzo that very much lives in my mind. I know you didn't make that post to receive accolades about your own characterisation of him, but my goodness your writing is worth those accolades and more. 'Banchetto' was one of the first Ghost fics that altered my brain chemistry, one of those pieces that had me rambling to my best friend as we steamrolled through the lunchtime rush at our place of work. One of those pieces that tapped back into the "just one more chapter" part of my brain even though I really needed to sleep. All of this is to say that I agree, it's disheartening to see such a beloved character be reduced to a slutty twink with no thoughts in his head. And yeah, you're also right, nobody has a monopoly on how Terzo is portrayed, but your writing has always felt like a love letter to what Terzo could be, should be and is. I want to thank you for that, and I want you to know that I appreciate how you take care of him, it makes my heart whole.
Love - Anna (aka @dolceterzo)
It's always so rewarding to hear how your writing has touched someone but thank you so much for sending this today because I really needed to hear it 💜
I had to take my time answering this because this is so so lovely and I feel so touched!
I am so so glad that this is how he comes across in banchetto because I have probably embarrassingly strong feelings about it and about him. But that is also why it takes me some time to get updates done because I need to be in the right place to have my emotions scrubbed raw.
Seriously though thank you thank you thank you! I'm going to cherish this ask forever 🥹
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callmearcturus · 11 months
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do you have a list of must-watch mission impossibles? the gifs make me want to watch them but not sure where to start. :)
Okay so you only need to watch the McQuarrie Trilogy (soon to be a Quadrilogy in July when Dead Reckoning Part One detonates our dicks clean off). Here is a guide:
Ghost Protocol (MI4): Start here! This is functionally a soft reboot of the series and sets up the formula that will carry the rest of the films. It's dumb and fun and a really easy film to relax with.
Rogue Nation (MI5): awww yeah baby now we are getting somewhere. We have some THEMES, we got GOOD WRITING, we got CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT and crunchy conflicts. This is my favorite MI by far.
Fallout (MI6): oh shit what is this? A solid continuation of the arcs established in Rogue Nation? fuck yeah. this is the best MI movie, it's genuinely tremendous, it's gorgeous, and I have heard from multiple people that the final act is so fucking intense it's difficult to stand. This movie severely fucks.
These and the upcoming Dead Reckoning duology were written by McQuarrie (and all but GP were directed by him) and the maturation of these films under his guidance makes me wanna scream.
As for the others.
Mission Impossible (MI1): the first movie, done by Brian DePalma. Ethan is a baby twink in this one. Hugely influential movie that sets up the trauma of being Ethan Hunt, but isn't necessary. If you get thru the McQuarrie films, you can come back here if you're interested. It's doing some interesting shit but it's a very different vibe.
Mission impossible 2 (MI2): just don't
Mission Impossible 3 (MI3): Okay I am harsh on this one bc I think JJ Abrams is kind of a hack who has to be saved from his own mediocrity by the people around him, BUT this isn't a bad movie at all and is prob worth watching if you can overlook Ethan looking like the generic default character in a FPS game and the sometimes cringey writing. But it's Benji's introduction, the villain is Phillip fucking Seymour Hoffman and he's amazing, this is the movie about Julia and Michelle Monaghan is incredible in this, and the bridge stunt is genuinely awesome. It's like fifty percent good and fifty percent mediocre as fuck. Oh and the running sequence in Shanghai is great. If this movie was just the climax it'd fuck imo.
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I DID IT I DESIGNED CHARACTERS!!!!!! SPECIFICALLY JEKYLL AND HYDE CHARACRERS!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY LOOK I DID IT!!!!!!!!
And now, for my thought process~
Dr Henry Jekyll: Man's is built like a fuckin TANK bro. Idk why everybody draws him as a twink he's CLEARLY meant to be MASSIVE(/pos). Anyways, as you've probably noticed, I leaned HEAVILY into the color coding for this one. I chose red for Jekyll mostly- uh, mostly just because I already associated Hyde with green and I wanted them to be complimentary colors? But also he has red character vibes in the musical to me. Probably because the poster is very red. I gave him tiny glasses cuz I thought it looked cool lol. I uh, I don't really know why he's the only character with visible pockets? I guess I just thought it looked best on his design or something. He was originally gonna have a ponytail but I thought it made him look to much like he was from the American Revolution so I changed it to the shorter, poofier style shown in the picture. Also his vest was originally brown but I decided I wanted more red in his design so I changed it.
Gabriel John Utterson: SQUARE. SQUARE SHAPED MAN. He's repeatedly described as like the most boring man alive so I decided to reflect that in his design by making him really rigid and almost statue-like. Hence all the grays. I wanted to add a dash of color though, so I gave him a blue tie(also the strappy thingy around his hat is blue but that isn't visible here). He's also super pale to go with the cold/stoney vibe of the rest of his color scheme.
Dr Hastie Lanyon: God this one took me FOREVER to figure out omfg. I didn't have a very good idea of what he looked like while reading the novel and until I started actually searching for them I didn't see very many fan designs for him. All I knew is I wanted him to wear yellow bcuz primary color trios RULE. But theeeeeen I started looking up other peoples designs, and picked out a couple of contants I liked (ex; short, dark skin, gray streaks), then boom! I knew what I wanted to do! Anyways yeah, once I had an idea I just went for it and uh, I dont have much else to say :)
Edit: WAIT SHIT I FORGOT LANYON HAS LIKE A MASSIVE WHITE STREAK IN HIS HAIR OMFG-
Edit 2 Electric Boogaloo: Okay so my Lanyon design was driving me SO crazy I felt the need to update the ref, so now he's a little taller and has the afformentioned white streak aornfoemdk
Edward Hyde: Fun fact, Hyde was originally going to be 4'6, but I just kept making him shorter and shorter until he lost the 6 inches entirely lol. The only description we got of Hyde in the book was that he was small, hairy and had an "unexpressed deformity", so I guess I just took that to mean he is a Creature and ran with it lmao. I made him SUPER pointy, just the sharpest man. Mostly to contrast with the round shapes of Jekyll, but also he's kinda just that kinda dude, y'know? I also made sure his silhouette was super uneven, in contrast to all of the classy characters have(mostly) symmetrical silhouettes. OBVIOUSLY he needed to have a cloak and top hat, because really, what Hyde design is complete without a cloak and top hat? There are 3 reasons I decided to make his color green: 1; the potion Jekyll uses to become Hyde is green. 2; Green, at least in my mind, means sick, and Hyde is supposed to look sickly and unpleasant. And 3; The Ghost of Mr Hyde from Scooby Doo is green and he was the first version of the character I ever saw, so I've kinda just associated him with it ever since. Speaking of the Ghost of Mr Hyde, the mud on his shoes is actually an homage to that episode! I tried to get the color as close to the weird, off redish the mud on Dr Jekyll's shoes was in that episode. Why? Because Scooby Doo my beloved <3. Also since this section is already so fucking long, the reason he has that silver tooth is because the original got knocked out in a fight. In this version, Hyde's injuries do NOT carry over to Jekyll, and vice versa, so he needs to take out the tooth before he transforms back and put it back in when he's Hyde again. Idk why I put the most thought into Hyde's design but whatever-
So yeah! Those are my designs and the thoughts behind them! Hope yall like em :)
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safyresky · 8 months
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Same dp anon. Alright will give you updates from what I've seen thru the first 6 episodes. Pretty sure vegetarians don't eat grass on bread. Skulker kinda cool for a snot rocket. Dash called Danny a twink. For a nerd with glasses, Poindexter needs a new prescription if he can't see that Danny was the one getting bullied, but also free sodas and popularity, so yeah. Omg....Tucker is kinda problematic with girls. Also, Jack and Box Ghost are my favs.
I feel that bc every time I watched that episode I was like "CAN YOU EVEN GROW GRASS ON BREAD?" bc that shit. That shit looked like it was GROWN ON THE BREAD. SO UNAPPETIZING.
Skulker's a whole entire VIBE, he's hilarious.
We do NOT talk about Dash calling Danny a twink ENOUGH, I think, always has me wheezing asdfghjkl
LOL @ THE POINDEXTER SHADE!! GET HIS ASS!!!
"TF for Too Fine" Tucker really is out here being Like That 😂
Jack is one of my faves, too! The Box Ghost always gives me a giggle. The episode where he was Actually A Threat is one of my faves tbh! But I'm also v weird and actually liked a LOT of the S3 ghosts and such, they were kinda fun 🤔🤔
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bengiyo · 1 year
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My Tooth Your Love Ep 5 Stray Thoughts
It's time to end Frigay with my favorite recovery piece. This was a hard week with Ghost House, LITA, My Only 12%, Eternal Yesterday, and Self putting me through it. I'm very much looking forward to this. I think we ended on the decision to stay together for the night?
Oh right, the dentist was sick and needed to be cared for.
That fever check was the softest thing I've seen this week, goddamn.
This poor assistant does not need to be witness to their dynamic.
Yes, please gossip. This is exactly what I hoped for. What is the tea about the past???
I really enjoy the camera work whenever we're at the dental clinic.
Y'all just gone flirt right in front of the receptionist?
Look at this twink pulling a move!! Sorry it didn't work, sweetie.
See, this is why I like it when we get adults. Patronizing each other's businesses is an easy way to create new encounters.
A takes so much in stride. I don't know how I'd react to being cornered in a bathroom.
I'm taking notes on rejecting drinks respectfully.
Baby Gays, take notes from Alex.
TITS!
Really loving the overall social dynamics here. Glad folks can talk about their attraction and developing relationship with the concern being the well-being of the other and not the perceived queerness.
Yes, we all knew what this call was. I'm so here for this.
Of course every stuffed animal has a name, and we need to hold court to introduce a new one.
YES! THE HOCKEY PLAYER IS BACK!!
Love that the whole staff is meddling.
I was not expecting the rock climbing date, but it makes sense.
Love that we had two great dates today between this and Sleep With Me. We ate good today.
Jealousy, misunderstandings, Baby Gay infatuation, and car violence next week. Oh boy.
I have watched this outro every week.
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brandnewhuman · 2 years
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HI HOW ARE U DOING?
omg i haven't been in tumblr for a while D": i mean i wasn't that inactive, i logged in when i felt like it but i was not that active and interactive
so how have you been? :D have you been drinking enough water? have you been eating properly?
From my part i haven't been really well, i feel like everything is going bad instead of good, like i am not getting better but just getting worse and acting like i'm aren't. BUT luckily everything will get better :D i try to keep that mindset when i can ;;
BUT I'M NOT HERE TO COMPLAIN, MAN I AM SO MAD AT HALLOWEEN END, IT'S LIKE, I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY MINUTES PASSED AND WE DIDN'T GOT A CHANCE TO SEE MICHAEL MYERS. IN HIS OWN FUCKING MOVIE, i mean yeah corey was kinda hot but 😔 like man i wanted so bad to be horney for michael and in the end we didn't got as many scene moments to see him, AND IN THE FINAL MOMENTS HE GOT INSTANTLY KILLED, AND WHEN WE HAD THE CHANCE TO HAVE SOME SCENES HE WAS JUST GETTING BULLIED BY COREY, I JUST- i don't know dude i got so excited for the movie and i just ended up dissapointed 😭 but well, at least it entertained me :D
ALSO, I WANT TO DRAW SOMETHING BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DRAW AND I WANT IT TO BE SLASHER THEMED SO PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS. IF I GET TO DRAW SOMETHING I WILL SHOW IT TO U ( >▽< )
(Also- i got another of those weird dreams with slashers 😭 i was really short but it was about billy lenz. I remember that in the dream i woke up in my room and billy was there in a corner and i obviously started screaming (i don't know if from fear or from enthusiasm) but then he tried to kill me, and all of suddendly i grabbed an fork from under my pillow (i don't know why) and started to threaten him HAJSJJA and for some reason he also had a fork and well we started having an fork fight. Then i woke up 💀 my dreams are really fucking weird but they are so funny i just can't get enough of them-)
WELL BYE SORRY IF THIS IS LONG BUT I LOVE INTERACTING WITH THIS ACCOUNT ;;-;;
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OH MY GOD BRO HIIIII. I WAS GETTING KINDA WORRIED
You did the right thing in taking a break if you needed it. Don't force yourself into interacting or doing stuff that drains your already very low energy. Take good care okay? Eat, take your meds, drink water, try to go for a walk if you can and do something that makes you feel happy and relaxed. I DON'T WANT ONE OF MY FAV GREMLINS TO GET SICK OR ANYTHING OKAY?
But no for real bro, I may not know exactly what you're going through but I know the feeling of not getting anywhere good with your life and its really hard when you feel like that. Not gonna tell you yOu hAVe tO bE poSiTivE or yOu dOnT hAVe to WoRRy abOuT it. If you need to feel sad or you need to say rant ecc then do it bro. You have every right to feel bad or sad and to complain about it.
You're very right about the fact that things can't stay forever like this. One day it would be less hard to go on and other days won't, you just have to find some reasons to keep going until the good days come back. SO YEAH TAKE CARE AND DON'T LISTEN TO ANYONE GIVING YOU SHIT OR SAYING HOW OR HOW TO NOT FEEL.
Now speaking of halloween ends THAT SHIT WAS ASS. THEY BULLIED MY BELOVED PEEPAW, THEY TURN HIM INTO A USELESS OLD FART USING A SEWER AS A RETIREMENT HOUSE. THEY LET A DERANGED TWINK BEAT HIM UP AND STEAL HIS MASK AND CALL HIM AN OLD MAN.
Like for real WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT THAT MOVIE WAS SOMETHING RIGHT TO DO
Like I was so happy too about it cause I have been feeling like shit and I was so hyped to see some peepaw content JUST FOR THEM TO PULL THAT FUCKING SHIT.
Yes corey was hot, yes he was a good character BUT THEY RUINED HIM TOO SO WTF WAS THE POINT OF PUTTING HIM IN THE MOVIE.
ANYWAYS BRO YOU SAID YOU NEEDED SOME IDEAS FOR SLASHER DRAWINGS? I've been trying to draw slashers but like as cute ghost and doing Halloween things I KNOW ITS BASIC BUT YOU COULD TRY. YOU'RE CERTAINLY WILL DO BETTER THAN ME
Bro your dreams should be subject of study CAUSE AT THIS POINT NOT EVEN I CAN KEEP UP WITH THEM. WHERE DOES YOUR BRAIN FIND SO MUCH IMAGINATION
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🏳️‍🌈 My two long term relationships: when is it time to break one? (Part 2)
So, where did I stop? Oh yeah. I came in like a wrecking ball on our lunch together. Yes, I decided I would tell Charles everything I was feeling. And, of course, I was delusional about him pretending to have a boyfriend to avoid me 😓. The boyfriend was real. And I can't make everything about me.
1️⃣ I'm not (all that) crazy 💣💥
But I was right about everything else. Charles did pretend he did not see my message. And he did ghost me when I most needed him as a friend.
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He apologized, but the more he would tell me he was sorry, the more I would get angry at him. And I decided to pay the bill and storm out of the restaurant, determined never to see him again.
2️⃣ Guilty as (not) charged 👩🏻‍⚖️
But not even a few hours later, I regretted it. And I messaged Charles saying I was sorry for treating him like that 👉👈. But this time, he said, he didn't want to see me because even though he apologized, I stormed out of the restaurant angry with him.
Well, I don't want to annoy you, my dear reader, with all that nonsense and drama. Still, after many comings and goings, some more dramatic than others, slowly, with the help of some Buddhist teachings 🕉️, a lot of meditation 🧘, and daily intakes of 100mg of Zoloft 💊, I did come out of my depression. I was able to forgive him, forgive myself, move forward, and forget the past.
3️⃣ Bringing sexy back
One year later after, we slowly started speaking again, and we started having sex too 🍑.
We even had sex without condoms, because as you know, these days, the medication I take is super powerful, and it's impossible for me to transmit even if I was a bad person and wanted it. And I think Charles was also taking the prep, so it was the first time I had sex with someone condomless in a long time, and it was terrific 👌.
4️⃣ To drag or not to drag 🤷🏻‍♂️
To the surprise of no one, his relationship with the bartender twink didn't last long. And he is single again. Today our relationship is not much different from what it was before, but... I don't know. Why do I keep dragging this?
My husband doesn't like Charles, so it's not like I can be a close friend with him. After all, how am I visiting him in Switzerland, as he always invites me, without my husband?
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5️⃣ Painful Memories 🧠
And now he's back in Brazil again, he told me through a WhatsApp message. But something happened that triggered those painful memories from when he was a bad friend to me.
Both my parents have got Covid 🦠, and for the last two weeks, I've been driving them up and down hospitals and laboratories for health exams and medical consults.
My dad even had to be hospitalized. But they are both alright now. They've taken both shots of the vaccine, and even though they are elderly, they recovered from this horrible disease apparently with no after-effects 🙏🏻.
6️⃣ People don’t change
Still, when I told him that, he showed absolutely no concern with me. He didn't ask me how I was. How are my parents? He limited himself by sending me pictures of him dining in a fancy restaurant "with plenty social distancing," as he put it.
Why on Earth 🌎 would you talk about yourself when someone just told you he is dealing with Covid on his family?
It's been a week since I've told him, and God forbid, my parents could have died, and he wouldn't know.
7️⃣ Don’t bother me with your problems 💩
So, you know what I mean when I said it triggered me those horrible memories? It seems like he's only interested in having my company when my life is perfect, and I won't bother him with my problems.
I know, I know, the protocol for when you contact people who have Covid is to quarantine for 14 days, but why wouldn't he even ask me how I am?
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Maybe he thinks he's too rich to be my close friend. God knows what's in his shallow spoiled mind. And you know what? Why am I even dragging this relationship when it should have ended a long time ago.
8️⃣ Validation Is Not Love ☢️
My best friend Danilo, who I've mentioned before here, blew my mind when he told me:
You don't love him. You want his validation.
And that made so much sense. Yes! I don't love him. I want him because if he accepts me, I'll know that I'm worth as a person even though I'm HIV positive. I need him to confirm that I can be loved even though my status.
And all that needy validation is all in my mind. I don't need Charles's love, his consideration, or anything to know my worth. My sense of worth must come from within me, not from someone else.
And now here I am. I am waiting again for Charles to show me some consideration, or ask me how I feel.
And do I need that? Fuck that self-centered, spoiled bitch 😤. He can give all his attention to his banker friends who are more affluent than him and more worth his time.
9️⃣ What should I do? ❤️‍🔥 HELP!
So now, I ask you, my dear reader, what should I do?
A) Block him from all my social media channels, disappear, and never talk to him again.
B) I'm causing unnecessary drama. Just see him whenever you feel like, have some sex, and that's it. Who cares?
C) Tell him how you feel and "officially" break up with him, explaining how selfish he is.
D) Any other ideas you have (please leave in the comments).
For now, I think I will live my life as if nothing happened. I won't look for him, except if he looks for me, and see what happens if he contacts me. I’ll see how I'll feel about this, and proceed accordingly.
🔟 I'm waiting for your answers, dear readers 🥰.
Oh, and BTW, if you have HIV, depression, relationship problems, and you're looking for someone to talk to, feel free to leave your message here in the comments, and we can chat and sort our problems together. Or make them worse, Lol.
Anyways, I still think that opening up to someone is healing, so feel free to talk to me. I promise I won’t ghost you.
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And see you soon 👋.
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Parings: James “Bucky” Barnes x Reader.
Warnings: +18 Mentions of torture, mature language, future smut, mentions of death, slight depression, mentions of kidnapping.  
Word Count: 2,066.
Summary: You are one of the youngest members of the Avengers, and you love it. Out of the blue an impossible mission is assigned to you alongside Natasha Romanoff, and it was sure to change your life. Lies, and betrayal from the closest people in your life; they never told you who you really were.
Chapter Number: 2.
Chapter Tittle: The Mission.
A/N: Hey! I’m back with another update for this series as you can see! I’ve been so busy with life, it’s a little tiring. Who would’ve thought that online courses could be so homework heavy... Nevertheless, I made some time to twink this thing up and some other chapter, so my prediction is that maybe later or tomorrow there’s going to be another chapter up! Thank you for being so patient with me, it means a lot! Now for those who read my Harry Potter fics, I know I still owe you lot a smutty Weasley Twins fic, and I promise I’ll post it by the end of the month or beginnigs of next, I haven’t been able to finish it for some reason. Also, I think I’ll try to start drafting chapters for my “Welcome to the Industry of Porn.” It’s been almost a year since I last updated that one. Okay, I’ll stop! Enjoy my fellow readers! 
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After getting things ready, Nat and you found yourselves in her car; Natasha on the wheel. She kept on glancing at you, not real expression set but it was kind of annoying you. At first it didn't bother you and didn't really mind it, but it had been an hour since her eyeing had begun, so the annoyance was bound to sprout from you any minute.
"What?" you said a little snappy, it couldn't be ignored any longer. It was just rude to stare.
"What?" echoed Natasha with feigned confusion.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" You exclaimed while turning to face her as much as you could with the seatbelt on.
"Like what?" She didn't turn like you had, but you were able to see the change of her expression from your seat, she just gave you a confused look at your words.
"Nat, you haven't stop looking at me! It might sound crazy, but you've looked worried ever since Steve mentioned this "Bucky" person." You couldn't stop from raising your voice a little. She was agitating you and you knew you probably were overreacting at the whole situation.
She let out a sigh before answering, "Y/n, we have been sent to bring the Winter Soldier by no means of force. He has memory problems because HYDRA thought it was a great idea to mess with his brain. So, I'm sorry If I can't take my mind out of it! Also, I'm not looking at you with worry, I was just wondering why you seem so calm." At the last words she'd turned to face you, having reached a red light.
"I never thought that I would witness what I believe is a mini freak out from you. Also, I had my breakdown in my room when we were getting ready. He's scary for what I've read in his report. Remember Washington? Stupid question, of course you do. Dude, I cried when you and Steve were on the run. Trust me, I'm fucking scared, but I'm trying to stay calm. I have a theory that he can smell fear. So, I'm practicing my 'I'm cool with a brainwashed assassin in the room' face," you exclaimed with the tiniest grin on your face. Joking about the matter seem to help with your anxiousness, and the exasperation from before now gone.
"To be honest with you, I'm rather impressed that you look better than I do right now," she said after stopping the car in front of a big old building that looked like it was about to fall, "we're here."
"Shit." It was really happening. All you had to do was peacefully bring a brainwashed dude with you back to the base. Should be easy. Piece of cake, right?
"Let's do this, " said Nat getting out of the car, her façade of tough—not really a façade, she was tough—assassin had 'activated' once more.
You both stepped through the rough looking doors, according to the last report on him, he was in last the floor going up. You were shaking a little when you had finally made your way up. Nat made her way toward the door with quiet steps. Once the two of you were in front of the room neither of you knew what to do next. Do we just knock, or we burst in like the badass women we fucking are? you thought to yourself, a little grin trying to break on your face. You didn't get to dwell on it for too long because Nat had knocked on the door, her face showed the clear regret of that action. She had just acted without thinking of the consequences of her actions—how odd.
There was a noise coming from inside, you could hear hesitant footsteps coming towards the door, you knew he was going to open the door anytime soon, but you didn't know what to do so you just stood there. The movements from inside suddenly stopped, you saw the shadow of someone right in front of the door from its order side. A second later, that someone opened the door, and lord did the sight made you blush.
The door opened to show a shirtless man, long hair covering his face. He looked as if he had just taken a shower, he hadn't been expecting anyone—I mean, who would? The building was mostly empty, except for the homeless that looked for shelter. You knew you were staring but you couldn't remove you gaze from his massive, muscular form, and that glistening arm.
"Good afternoon," said Natasha, breaking the silence. He didn't say anything he just kept looking at both of you trying to figure out who you two were, and most likely wondering why you had disturbed his peace and quiet. After her words, more silence came—awkward silence.
"We are here to help you out, we know who you are," Natasha proceeded to say without introductions. Wrong move. The calm face he'd had was now replace with a cold expression. Before either of you could muster words out, he'd closed the door and hurried back inside.
"Shit! Shouldn't have done that!" Natasha grabbed her gun kicking the door trying to stop him. You did the same thing, grabbed your gun and try to stop him before he disappeared once again. You knew it had been hard to get a hold on a ghost like the Winter Soldier, so you couldn't afford to mess the mission up.
Once inside, he had put out on a shirt and was ready to jump from the window. Nat shouted a 'stop' but he didn't listen, he jumped from the window. You ran to the window to see him landing flawlessly on the ground. Before running off, he turned his head, and you swore he winked your way. Without another glance, he ran and vanished from your view when he took the first turn to the left.
"Crap! The fucker ran away again! He was ready," said an angered Natasha, now standing by your side.
"That was so fast. Who gets dressed that fast?, and that bag must've been packed already," you said looking around for any type of intel you could find. You needed to know where he has heading next, that could help with the foul mood Fury was surely going to be in.
"I don't know, but what I do know is that we are in big trouble when we get back," said Natasha with a sigh escaping her lips. With one quick look around, you gave up and headed back to the car, your murder by your boss awaiting you.
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"Sir, he just ran back inside and jumped from the window and disappeared." For the umpteenth time you told what had happened to Fury. When the two of you got to the new secret facility of S.H.I.E.L.D.—or what was left of it—you were to give your mission report to Fury. Steve was there, listening on how bad the mission had gone; he looked worried, but you had a feeling that it was because his friend was in the world off the radar rather than worried about either Nat or you being yelled at by Fury. You felt guilty, Natasha and you had messed up the chance for him to see this 'Bucky,' but at the same time you were slightly annoyed at his uncharacteristic coldness at your failure.
Fury was mad that you two had failed the mission, but he had known that someone like him was no easy target, but that doesn't mean that he let you off without some type of punishment. You knew that S.H.I.E.L.D wasn't the same organization that once was, now it was just a little group left since the incident with HYDRA. Fury told you after he had—somewhat—calm down that Natasha and you were to be in the tracking team. Meaning that you were to sit down in front of a computer until you got wind of him.
You got back to your room but not before spending the rest of the afternoon working for the new coordinates of where he could have run to hide. You opened the door to your room; once in, you kicked your shoes off and walked towards where your bed was, putting your gun and badge on the nightstand. You were exhausted to even remain awake while walking around to get things done. You went to the bathroom to take the most relaxing shower. The warm water felt so good against your tired body and your thoughts ran wild, with no care. At first it was just how bad you had mess up the mission and the guilt that came with that, but then you could only focus on him. Those piercing blue eyes that seem to take you away from reality... You shook your head trying to forget about those eyes, but you found yourself going back to them. They seem to bring you a sense of comfort that you couldn't explain. You quickly finished your shower, trying to rid yourself from thoughts of him. Once out, you grabbed your panties and the biggest, baggiest t-shirt you owned, and with no trouble you fell asleep.
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You were in a room that seem too familiar for some reason, there was a glass window in front of you. You walked towards it; it showed another room. Your eyes landed in the person that was in the middle of the room, it was him. He was shirtless inside a capsule, he looked troubled while he slept. There were people waking him up, and when they did, they sat him on a chair not far from the capsule he had been. There were doctors around him with clipboards, and big machines were being situated around the blue-eyed man. You looked around, besides the doctors there were people in green outfits—officers. Then you looked to your other side and saw one of the doctors coming to the room you were in, he walked towards to what looked like a control panel. You saw him pressing some buttons, and the big machines in the other room started moving.
Your eyes moved to find his, he was already staring right at you; he couldn't see you, though, the glass didn't allow it. One of the doctors near him grabbed something and put it in his mouth, him never questioning what. He kept looking straight ahead, you felt as if he could really see you through the glass, it made you shiver unconsciously. One of the doctors now gave a signal towards the glass, and so, the man on your side of the glass pressed one button and the machine got closer to the man sitting on the chair. Before you could guess what was going on, he was screaming. You didn't want to see, your heart ached at the way his eyes shut abruptly, how his knuckles were now white from gripping the chair. You couldn't look away and you weren't even able to flinch at his screams. You didn't know how long it went like that, but all the screaming was soon replaced with a shrilling silence. As soon as he was still, dead-looking, some officers were now helping him up and taking him somewhere else. Everyone started to leave, doctors and officers alike—loud-ish chatter amongst them. There was one person who didn't move, and he was looking at you. The man smiled and made his way towards you, he seemed familiar and nice.
"What you just saw, Y/n, was how we made our best weapon stay emotionless, and strong. That is why he is valuable to us; he doesn't show emotions towards his victims." The man was now kneeling in front of you, "now, honey, we better get you to your room. Tomorrow is going to be another day full of training."
"Yes, sir," you said. Your voice sounded so young, probably less than ten years old. He picked you up, and you wrapped your tiny arms around his neck. It took forever to get to what you guessed was your room. Once inside and you were changed into your pajamas, he helped you get in bed, tucking you in.
"Have sweet dreams, my little princess," said the man that was looking at you with loving eyes.
You gave him a soft, sleepy smile before yawning while muttering softly, "goodnight, papa."  
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