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softness-and-shattering · 1 month

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About the Mean Girls musical movie

I know Ive had conversations before about the cultural context stuff, that it seems like the message was not as effective as the first movie when the stuff its talking about, how girls are wrong whatever they do and everything is up for criticism and filming, and you have to pretend to be sweet and kind fairy princesses instead of being allowed to be human. And Id have to go back and find those posts to see what I do and dont agree with now. Because I just saw the movie. And honestly, I liked it. A lot of the visuals were really fun and interesting, which I think is impressive in a movie that mostly takes place inside of a high school. Regina more than once looks like she's in a music video, and that works because shes so hyped, its like she lives in a reality where not only do people break into song, but she's always in a music video. She really sells the character, self-assured and in charge and perfectly manipulative, and even when she's being vulnerable you're like, but is this another deception? She's more villainous in this version, and by the end maybe more human as well. (also the costuming is phenomenal, that Halloween angel dress?? The entire Halloween Someone Get Hurts sequence might be my favourite. )

Also Renee Rapp, who plays Regina, is just incredibly hot. She also played Regina on Broadway so it makes sense she has the character down. Thats not film critique thats my personal admiration. Its almost a little silly with the "oh no Regina is gaining weight she cant fit her clothes" because she looks amazing. [Edit: She's also obviously - I was gonna say she seems older than the other "teens" but actually she's 24, so Im having a moment of feeling old. And she's actually the same age as Auli'i Cravalho who is a lot younger in my mind because holy shit Moana came out EIGHT years ago?? Angourie Rice/Cady is 23, Jaquel Spivy/Damian is 26, Avantika/Karen is 19, thats more the age I thought they were but not the cast seems to be mostly 23-26. Its so weird when times moves the same for people while your image of them in your head stays the same. So Rapp isn't older she's just a bit bigger (neutral/positive). And she's been playing the role for a long time. And Im allowed to find her hot because she's a goddamn adult and so am I. This paragraph is not critique it is me blogging on my blog. Now Im annoyed at myself for Caveats of Fear but Im gonna stop dwelling on that now.]

On that note, though I originally liked the musical quite a lot, the significant fatphobia in it soured it for me. And Im happy to say in the musical movie, they changed or omitted those lines. I was waiting to cringe and they just sang something else. So that was great. I think the only fat character was Damian (why does that suddenly look like a vampire name?) - Jaquel Spivy - and he seemed comfy and cool, no self deprecating fat jokes or anything. Generally the lines/jokes that were uncomfortable or a bit bigoted have been changed. Though there isnt any disability rep, and theres a random character the burn book claims puts alcohol in her inhaler, like a 3 second joke.

And the big thing is that a lot of the meanness is shown in montages of vertical video and comments - no-brand tiktok obviously - and I think thats pretty realistic, and also in the original theme of not being mean to peoples faces but talking all kinds of shit behind their backs. And I think the montage format is effective in mimicking that endless scroll eyes glazing over stuck in the doom scroll/stuck in the spectacle. The music was good. I really liked how they overlaid the Spring Fling/thematic music with the math competition. If anything, Cady is not as good of a character, her Plastic switch is basically overnight, the scene with Aaron at the party is still kinda of awkward, she doesnt get as much room to breathe, while almost everyone else comes off really well. Heck even the candy cane/glen coco guy did well, I was actually suprised at how differently and yet excellently the actors acted their lines, compared both to the previous movie and the musical. Auli'i is fantastic, scary Janis is *scary*. And I simultaneously want to be her best friend. (It certainly helps that her art is augmented with embroidery and she's carrying embroidery hoops in multiple scenes. Fiber arts my loves.)

When I first saw a trailer my thoughts were "ugh we dont need another movie of this," but I think Ive changed my mind. Its similar enough and different enough that for me its a good adaptation. Also - I almost forgot to say - Janis gets a girlfriend for Spring Fling. Its not a plot point, we're just montaging getting ready and Janis goes to pick her up (in the lavender suit), and Damian is taking photos with two other sapphic couples. And he gets a crush/admirer who again, is just there to be there and doesnt interfere with the main story. I might change my mind again once its had time to settle in my thoughts, but initial impression is that its a fun movie I would watch again. Maybe we want the social commentary to be more incisive than it is, and in the end it is entertainment that needs to not be too boring to hold peoples shortening attention spans. (also neutral). Maybe thats wishing for it to be a movie that its not trying to be, and thats always a recipe for disappointment and also not great or fair analysis. What a fantastic line to end on*.

#mine #review #mean girls the musical the movie #whats the tag?#mean girls 2024 #that seems to be it.#Also the actress for Karen is Avantika I kinda thought that was a Matt Mercer invented name. I guess not.#I should also say it was the recent episode of This Ends At Prom that made me think it would be worth watching because they quite liked it #and their opinions might've influenced mine #I dont remember if there was anything in particular though #Other than Renee Rapp having played the part hundreds of times and therefore doing such a good job.#mm and Cady being a bit outshadowed by the others

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restinpeacesensei · 9 months

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@talisman975

#I think you did the right thing with waiting! #sometimes it’s better to do something AFTER the hype has died down #it’s like going to the store after Black Friday it’s not worth going on that day and getting overwhelmed or harassed by everyone #plus I totally get being uncomfortable with certain comments at Akoya and the boys #they’re still high school kids after all #actually I think that’s something a lot of anime fans tend to forget since we HAVE so many anime that takes place in a high school #or a majority of the characters are minors yet they’re constantly sexualized #ngl I love that a character like Akoya and this show in general prefers to use the term pretty to describe the boys #Akoya may be a villain but he still prides himself to be pretty and beautiful #and I love him for that and I love that the show doesn’t say it’s bad that he does this

i love your black friday comparison, that puts it in perspective so much!! ;;O;; it's a double-edged sword tbh, it's usually a lot of fun and encouraging/motivating to be involved in communities during high activity but also more overwhelming. i wish i'd learned to speak up for myself earlier so i could have enjoyed the higher level of interaction without the discomfort, but it was only from going through that for so long that i figured it out. it was honestly really important for me to learn that from this whole experience.

(to be fair, i don't think anyone has meant to harass me. i know a lot of people and/or artists take and/or mean "hot"/"sexy" as a compliment. im just personally sensitive about that and/or uncomfortable with those words; to me it feels a bit like being catcalled. i do think the internet normalizes it WAY too much to say these types of things to random strangers, without knowing if the person is okay with it or not--because yes, it'd often be considered harassment irl, and the internet seems to make a lot of people forget this. but i also know most people aren't intending to bother me and aren't aware of how i feel unless i say it, so it's good for everyone that ive learned to state my boundaries.)

thank you so much for your validation and understanding of being uncomfortable!! \T--T/ though, the ages aren't the reason it makes me uncomfortable. (i personally like to imagine that akoya has aged along with me and is an adult now) it makes me uncomfortable bc 1) i didn't ask for or consent to it; 2) a lot of the comments are phrased in a way that focuses only on what the person saying it wants, as if the other is an object or tool for their enjoyment. i don't like hearing this bc it makes me feel like not being treated as a person.

sexualization in media is a complicated topic, and one that i try to avoid bc it's too easy for me to get uncomfortable and/or into an argument that i don't want to have. i was definitely affected growing up by sexualization/objectification in media and the objectifying comments that are made in reaction to it, and i still struggle today with feeling like a person in my own body because of it. yet i can't be too critical of the content bc i also draw "idealized" characters and fall for these characters bc they're designed to be so cute/pretty.

im uncomfortable with a lot of things about this show, and yet if it hadn't been exactly the way that it is, i don't think i would have been able to express personal/intimate thoughts and feelings and find connection over them. i was a (young) adult when i found the show, yet in a way it allowed me to make sense of growing up and/or almost have a high school experience that i didn't get to have (due to bullying and isolation irl). at the end of the day, all i can do is ask that people be respectful of my wishes when they interact directly with me. ive been grateful to find that most people are glad to do this. consent and boundaries are how it should be.

(i also love that akoya is allowed to just LIKE pretty things without being put down or made fun of for it T.T the way that aNYTHING considered "feminine" is often considered "shallow" or "silly" or boys aren't "allowed" to like it is so. limiting. and made me feel bad for a lot of things when i was younger)

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cat-arsenal · 2 years

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hiiii i see your shifter x elemental ships and would like to add one of my own

*drumrolls* darlin x damien! (i dont if this counts cuz technicallyyyy darlin aint a shaw boy but its one ive been thinking of for a while)

*chinhands* You have my attention.

What are we thinking? A troubled wolf runs into a hot-headed elemental with a strong sense of justice? Maybe some shenanigans occur and Darlin' is hurt when they encounter Damien, who is far from a skilled healer but knows enough to get them stable.

They don't know him, don't trust him, don't want to involve some kid in their mess--

Damien quietly but firmly informs them that he isn't a kid but he is kind of their only option at the moment. He won't touch them if they don't want him to, but he doesn't want them going around bleeding, so will they at least let him find them a healer?

They want to know why he cares about some random wounded wolf.

He tells them he cares because they're wounded. He'd care about anyone who was hurt like that. They don't know what to do about the honest concern in his eyes. They let him heal them, awkwardly thank him and offer to pay? Somehow?

He frowns (more), and tells them that's not why he did it, but if they really want to repay him, then stay safe.

A good person like him deserves better than getting tangled up in their bullshit. They vow not to see him again.

Instead they buy him flowers (silly and cheesy and a little insane. They don't know anything about him--not even his name--but they take time out of their revenge quest to buy a random bouquet that they think would look pretty with his eyes and hair and clothes (what?) and stand on the street corner where they met, on the off chance he takes that same route again.)

He does.

He sees them, recognition and then confusion flickering in his eyes--pretty eyes, intense and intelligent eyes that make them feel...something--and approaches uncertainly. Before he can say anything, they thrust the bouquet at him. He stares at it for a moment, then takes it, looking totally lost.

"Thank you. For the other day," Darlin' says. That should be the end of it. They should leave. They want to leave. But more than that... "Can we...maybe...see each other again?"

Before they can backpedal, ask aloud why he'd want anything to do with them, Damien says, "Sure. Are you busy now?" Let them just clear their schedule for this bright-eyed boy, holy shit.

(THAT'S JUST WHAT CAME TO ME AT THE MOMENT BUT PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS LOVELY SHIP! /GEN)

#anon!#wolves x elementals #redacted asmr #redacted damien #redacted darlin'#darlin' x damien #damien x darlin'#RAREPAIRS #i love rarepairs #fanfic #writing

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secret7314 · 9 months

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The last few months there have been random messages back and forth but nothing that really meany anything. She posted a noted that said she wished she had a real chance with you. He bounced back with can I take a his spot. She spent her time thinking about some fun.

He picks her up and she gets into the car. Like she expected it smelled like bud, so she laughs and goes "just like I thought. Do you/Did you sell?" Typically she was bold. He just smirked at this point and drove off. He goes off about non sense. While he was suppose to be taking his place, she was feeling some fun and kind go catching the vibe. So she goes with it. He passes her the J. We sit in silence for a bit passing it back and forth as we just drive. of course he ends up with his hand on her leg. She glances down and chuckles just loud enough for him to glance.

We pull into the lot and we end up getting to the back seat. surprisingly this car had a roomy back. I pass it back and go ya know I'm for the high school vibe but like damn we could have just stayed at mine. He laugh and goes shit thats not my intention but I would stop it. I can feel myself turn red because of course thats what I assume. "baby girl whatever you want but this isn't just a one day thing" I feel his hand move up my leg and get closer together. My body just meshed into his.

She is just going to let it rock and see what happens. He continues to talk to her and goes you know, I did try in high school. I look at him and go the being mean to me? Clearly his flirting wasn't the best. He looks at her and goes that person isn't me and she says and I'm not a person who just gives up on people.

He goes in for a kiss and her lips just blend with his. She feels her body relax and his hands explore her body and his kiss harden has he moves down her jaw line. He stops at her ear and it is like he knew and he mumbles all of you is hot. (He's grabbing her). She felt her body go red and he return to her lips just for her let out a small moan. pulling back he goes not here. She smirks but just grabs his hand and places it on area. He feels her and puts his hand into the waist band. She laughs and goes "I thought not here" and bites her lip. He takes his fingers out and lifts her chin, placing a kiss on her lips. "you're right" and hops into the front seat.

As he was driving she got back into the passenger seat. She questions to herself if she wants to do this as this is something she doesn't normally do. He pull into a drive way and She looks at him and goes who is this? He goes mine and no ones here with a smirk. He quickly goes and opens the door for her.

She climbs out of the seat and he picks her up and carries her into the house too fast for her to even say anything. Next thing, she was push up against the door and felt lips on her again. This was different. This was slow but hard all at the same time. Her hands start to pull on his hair and he grabs her pinning her arms above her head. He pulls away for a second before starting again harder. He tugs on her lip. She lets him in with a moan escaping her. She feels herself get red again. He stops and laughs not now. She starts to get annoyed but also turned on more that he doesn't want it and at this point, she doesn't even care if he actually wants to wait or just knows this turns me on.

He takes her out of thought and grabs her hand to guide her to the couch. As soon as she sits he follows her, pulling her legs on to his lap. Out of curiosity she asked, " why won't you when I've given it to you so easy. He looks around for a bit and gets red. Ive liked you then and I like you now. I do not want to waste this chance. She gazes at him for a while before leaning in for a kiss. If he tell you this won't ruin your chance will you as she move herself so she is stratiling him. Once she sees the nod, she says let's make this interesting. We share one thing we want the other to know. This can be anything. If the other person thinks it's a lie they have to take an item of clothes off. The person who touches the other person first loses. She goes first.

"I have also always had a crush on you" He immediately takes off his shirt and goes "I want this to work for real". She goes to take off an piece of clothing before he stops her and leans into her ear and goes "please give me this one" before he nibs on her ear and takes off another piece of clothes. She didn't question anything but stopped removing her clothes. They go back and forth for a few before she can tell, he wants to lose or is losing. She can feel his get harder with each second that is passing. She laughs and bites her tongue while also thinking about how much she wants to suck dick. He gives her a puzzling looking before she leans and and goes "you can lose. this isn't going to ruin it"

He grabs her chest and mumbles "thank god." They lock lips again neither taking control, but she needed to feel his c*ck. She lets his tongue wonder her mouth. He feels her body with just enough roughness before pulling back just to see her smile. He tugs on her shirt before placing his lips on her neck. While she pulls up the shirt he pulls away so it can fully come off. She stops him before he can continue to get her hot with just his lip. She bites her tongue and puts her finger in his waist thankfully he had sweatpants on. She goes "I need your co*k in my mouth" she can feel herself turning so red but he quickly takes his pants off.

** Her POV**

Im not sure what has gotten into myself but the second his dick was out. I got on my knees and grabbed it. I slowly feel his whole c*ck take over my mouth. I slowly go back to the tip and my tongue loops around the tip. Thankfully he is in a position that I do not need to balance myself so I take both of my hands and cup his length while I spit on his tip. My mouth and hands follow the same pattern. Just like I wanted, he hasn't done much but moan. eventually I feel his warm cum in my mouth. I swallow every bit before I take his c*ck into my mouth one more time. I feel a hand take my throat and bring me up. Without saying anything he chokes me locks his lips with mine. This wasn't something that I Imagine happen but he makes me feel amazing. He lets go before I can even have another thought.

#nsft story #connecticut #nsft community

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brettlorenzi3 · 5 months

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So something just happened and it's the most surreal experience of my life and I needed to write it down somewhere and tumblrs the best option so let me cook.

There's this guy I have in a few classes and I've had a MAJOR crush on him since my sophomore year of college but we don't talk much and I only ever really see him in passing. Quick side note- this is probably the most beautiful man I've ever seen and I'm being so fr(his names Ryan btw) like he could probably be a model but in sort of a more rugged way. Like he isn't super chiseled or unique looking in a model-like sense, but he is still very very hot.

He's also SUPER tall and literally perfect. He's 6'5" and has like dirty blonde hair that was buzzed but now it's like grown out to the perfect length. He has hazely-greeny eyes and is so funny and charming and athletic and intelligent he's literally like my dream man.

ANYWAYS, so back to the story. My roomate and best friend Kaitlyn knows him a bit better since they're in more classes together than me and are currently partners for a project in one of their classes. Kaitlyn keeps offering me Ryan's number to talk to him but I'm too nervous for that. (Keep in mind, I'm not an introverted person and neither is he, I have absolutely no problem going up to random peop!e and making small talk or becoming friends, I'm probably one of the most extroverted people in my school. Howevef, I get soooo nervous when it comes to talking to Ryan. Usually I can talk to and flirt with guys easily, he just makes me so flustered.) She thinks I should at least try and hold a conversation with him but I just don't have any opportunity to since I barely see him. I know he's nice and sociable from what Kaitlyn tells me but I just don't want to potentially embarrass myself in front of someone I really like.

So Kaitlyn has Ryan over in our apartment to work on the assignment and she told me she'd try and FaceTime me when they took a break from eorking. So luckily for me, I have really good lighting in my families house and I was literally serving in the little FaceTime selfie camera. At around 7 o'clock she called me and said that they weren't taking a break but I could be there in her phone while she worked so that it was like I was there with her. I tried to act normal but I could see Ryan's shadow moving around in the background so I figured he was taking a break. The way Kaitlyn had her phone propped he must not have been able to see that I was there or have heard her talking to me. I was literally about to hang up at one point because I was sort of bored but Kaitlyn told me to just wait and she would spill some tea after she was done working so I was like alright bet. AND WHAT A GOOD THING I STAYED. About a minute later I was reading something on my laptop and Ryan was up walking around in the background and he must not have seen me in Kaitlyn phone because he asks her "who do you share this apartment with?" to like make small talk and she says " oh I l ive with Brett Lorenzi ". Now here's where it gets crazy. I was startled by hearing my name but once I looked up at my phone Kaitlyn put her finger up to shush me and sorta moved her phone so I could see Ryan. He goes "brett, who's that?" (my heart kinda broke for a second but wait) and Kaitlyn points to a photo we have up on the wall of us at a concert earlier this year and it's the best picture ever taken of either of us do we had it printed out for our humble abode. Both of us are caught mid laugh but our outfits and hair were eating and our faces look so perfect(pretty sure it's the picture on her tinder profile). So she points up to me and says that's her. Ryan looks and says "oh that's that super pretty girl" and Kaitlyn goes wdym and he says "wall I see her on campus all the time and she must be the hottest girl in school". At this point I'm pretty much shitting my pants and Kaitlyn being the wingwoman she is asks him to like elaborate and I can see him sit down on our coach and he goes "I've had a crush on her since like freshman week. I only have her in a few classes though and I'm scared to talk to her, she probably thinks I'm crazy though because she caught me staring a couple times (actually, I thought he caught me starkng at him but oh well)" At this point I was actually like almost passed out and Kaitlyn was getting giddy while she was basically staring at Ryan. He must've thought she was judging him though because he shrugs and says "my friends think she's too pretty for me but I still would do anything to go out with her" AND BRO WHEN I TELL U I ACTUALLY WAS ABOUT TO DIE WHEN I HEARD TTHATT

Then he sort of got a bit quiet, probably thinking he overshared, when Kaitlyn was like "well she is my best friend so I can give u her number if u want, I'm sure she won't mind". Then Ryan was like okay and pulled out his phone and she told him my number(it's so cute she has it memorised) and asked if he should text me yet and Kaitlyn said no like wait a while so ur sure about what you want to say.

At this point I waved to her and hung up because I was going crazy and the moment my phone was off I literally screamed into my pillow and almost cried tears of happiness. Kaitlyn just texted me a half hour ago saying they finished the project and he was in his way back to his apartment so now I'm sitting in my bed with my dogs and my spaghetti, waiting for a text. I'll keep y'all updated. Keep you're fingers crossed for me, pleaseee 😩

#pray for me yall #This has been the craziest day of my life #hopefully we make it out the trenches #vent post #tw vent

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laverrez · 7 months

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talking about the hunger games and posing the "kill acquaintance that's in love with you or try to fake the game out with berries" question to my loved ones has caused me to realise that i did not in fact grow up lower-middle class like i had always believed, what i actually grew up in was just. the lowest class? which is kind of wild, i guess, because my family liked to talk like we weren't so poor, but now that im an adult i can realise that the average american family can afford $400/month rent and that the average american child doesnt go for days without access to food. and that like, the food they do have usually isn't solely canned vienna sausages, hot dogs, and plain ramen noodles, with the random cheap snack cake or chip thrown in as a filler. or, like, not getting toys often so that when you do get something, it's christmas and it's a nintendo so that you have something to occupy you besides the sticks and mud you play with, and it lasts to that effect for years because you get expensive things so infrequently that you take such good care of them, so you still have a fully working, very well kept fifteen year old DS Lite that you fairly frequently played Pokémon Black on right up until last year when you finally got a Switch Lite, but only once you had your decently paying job for well over six months and a roommate that cut your living expenses in half and were positive that you could afford it without cutting into how strictly you budget savings.

i uh, i got away from myself. i think the point is that my financial trauma makes a lot more sense now that ive realised we were not "averagely" poor and i didn't just happen to be profoundly influenced by something that everyone goes through, because they uh. they don't. so that's, something.

anyway my best friend and my fiancé are better people than i because they both opted to either berry themself or berry roulette with the acquaintance, whereas i would not hesitate at all to kill my peeta. would it surprise you to learn that they would've been from district 8 and district 3, respectively? ive spent all but one year of my life in what would be district 12, and maybe im a selfish dick, maybe it's the trauma, or maybe the fact that i grew up quite similarly to how characters in district 12 did formed that sort of survival instinct in me, but it was a wild thought train to follow while whisking meringue.

#tw suicide mention #for the berry thing #the hunger games #kinda sorta maybe #district 12 really do be just like home bc it is #not even katnisscore since if i was her the whole story woulda ended with killing peeta to win #trying to mentally prepare myself for any hate but like #legitimately idk what to tell you the whole peeta thing freaked me out anyway #but it's a kill or be killed game so if you're asking me to choose....it'd be me #that's the whole point #and realistically im not gonna be thinking about anything but getting the fuck out of that arena #saturday thought trains with logan i reckon

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dumbbitchfrommars · 1 year

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LETS GET INTO THAT.

i know for a fact that my manager is deeply, completely, head over heels, simperingly in love with his wife. i adore it, the way she’s always on his mind and it shows, by the way every word out of his mouth always circles back to her.

BUT! my capricorn influence calls me to be the quiet observer, when im not calling all attention to myself with my aries fiery-ness. in those moments, i see the way he loves all that female attention he gets. and i try my best to be as respectful as i can, and i only wonder... is he always talking about his wife to make sure i know he is in no way interested in me? is he compensating for a teeny, eensy, weensy crush, perchance?

deluded. i know. but it incites a sense of excitement. i dont really want it to be true. and i dont really want to have a crush on my manager. mainly for the fact that we work together all the time, and i dont want his wife to give me the evil eye if through her marital psychic powers she realises that i have been obsessing over her husband. to be fair, if that were the case, she’d well and truly know by now.

my next point is that i think he mostly spends the time he works with another team member with me, and the rest on his own in the mornings. he controls the rosters, so he obviously prefers my company the most. this is easily the case, but it also is hard to deduce as a crush, because the other options are really pathetic. we have the most in common and i am young and open minded and interesting.

moving on. he is a CANCER! and cancers and i have historically vibed on a transcendent level. i always catch myself remembering moments where he was surprisingly caring to me in a protective/friend way. and he is a brilliant and invested manager, more so than anyone ive seen before. which is surprising, cause where does someone even learn how to be like that?

tbh, the truth is there is completely 0 evidence that he treats me different than any other woman in his life, because he is a sensitive soul, and he’s well trained by his darling wife. so i will mind my business. i just wanted an excuse to get all these thoughts out, cause i’ve never met someone like him before. i really appreciate him, and look up to him. as a friend, and as a role model, cause one day i can only hope i find a partner who loves me as much as he loves his partner. except i hope i find one who shares my love for children cause damn that man is afraid of them.

ill take my wins as wins and losses as losses. i dont feel much attraction for him in reality. its more like a, it could never happen, hes completely unavailable, high risk attraction. and the fact that he has acknowledged my attractiveness, and somehow we are equal in his eyes? someone as beautiful as that? and so cool? he thinks im hot and cool too?! thats so fire. im cool by association. we are the baddies of the workplace. a platonic power couple.

also on consideration of my earlier comment. i am but a fly on that womans radar. i know what she looks like (its hard to not stalk when shes all he talks about) and they are the definition of sexy, bdsm, and intimidatingly hot. she’s probably witnessed shameless women hitting on her husband in front of her. and i’m CERTAIN he has witnessed the same with men. she is sexy as fuck. frankly, i want her more than him. lol. but anyway, im just this random, 21yo, naive, butterfly who hasnt got a clue about anything to them. sigh. its pretty pathetic i could muster up an entire essay about people who dont even know or care about me, but i cant talk about this, so into my electronic mind-hole it goes.

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umbralundertaler · 2 years

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You're gonna have to explain that one to me, champ

THANK YOU FOR ASKING! I have so many thoughts about how misunderstood Sans' character is.

okay So. The best interpretation of Sans is that of an everyman character. Hes not special at all.

SANS UNDERTALE is just some lazy guy. He is not secretly super powerful and he did not secretly train every day to get so poweful and skeletons are not just naturally powerful and he is not powerful because he has meta knowledge.

He is only powerful because he is a man pushed to his limit.

If any other random monster were in his postistion in the genocide run, then it would have had the same outcome, because monsters magic and their emotions are extremely closely linked. They become stronger the more they care.

You know his speech before his battle? The 'Its a beautiful day outside' speech? This is a very hot take but. It is lame as hell. Its so cringe its like shadow the hedgehog level.

But thats on PURPOSE!!! Its lame and dumb on PURPOSE, which is why it makes me MAD when people say its COOL because its NOT MEANT TO BE COOL!!!!! The point is is that its SUPPOSED to be LAME!!!!!

Sans is extremly, painfully out of his element; his forgiving and kind nature is who he genuinely is. Hes not used to being cool or sounding cool! The speech is supposed to be jarring and ineffective to accentuate how far out of his league he is.

In the genocide run, we do not see the 'real' Sans. He was not secretly powerful all along, biding his time to make someone atone for their sins. He had only become so strong in that very moment when the situation was thrust upon him. The moment that he starts fighting, is when he stops being himself, for the greater good.

BUUUUT people are like. Hes so cool he is not just some guy hes the specialist little boy in the underground asaacyfuvub !! And he IS cool and awesome and i love him but its not for the reasons one might think.

I hope this makes sense godddd ive been wanting to say this since forever.

#Sans #Sans undertale #Utdr #safe utdr #undertale #utdr meta #utdr #undertale analysis #undertale theory

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frogtanii · 3 years

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a roar of competitive cheers burst from your hospital room, the boys all piled up on your bed playing in a smash tournament on bokuto’s switch. it was rather endearing to watch the good and grown men argue about which princess was a better competitor (rosalina, obviously, despite not being an actual princess) and, in sakusa’s case, pouting like a sore loser when his favorite — daisy — wasn’t even regarded as a real threat.

he absolutely dominated the next round in retaliation, to the group’s chagrin.

you eventually decided to take a break, the stuffiness and loudness of the room getting to you. the boys, while giving you a variety of concerned looks, respected your decision, leaving you to wander out of your space, clad in the semi revealing hospital gown and fuzzy yellow socks.

it was less than convenient to trudge around with your iv attached to your arm but you didn’t mind. the struggle kept your mind off of what you dubbed as The Incident™, weird as it sounded.

for some reason, the smallest things helped keep you occupied, thanks to your vigilance. your call with doctor yamada definitely helped, his sarcastic, biting nature criticizing some random kdrama had you cackling in your seat until your throat was (even more) sore.

at first, you felt a bit awkward calling him when you physically couldn’t speak but he took it in stride, filling up the silence with his commentary that was much, much appreciated.

actually, all the boys had been surprisingly good about your predicament. it took a moment for bokuto and suga to get used to your lack of responses but they eventually grew accustomed to it and even relished your minuscule reactions to one of their jokes or funny quips.

you were actually, finally, enjoying your time with your housemates and it felt good.

well, not all of your housemates. daichi was a given. you’d seen very little of him after the dinner, only laying eyes on him when he visited your hospital bed when he thought you were sleeping. the look of remorse and shame written all over his face was burned into your memory and you made a mental note to find a way to have a conversation with him in an attempt to clear the air.

while daichi’s situation at least made sense, kenma’s did not. you missed him deeply, and you had no idea what to do or say to fix what had been broken. apparently, both kuroo and sakusa had attempted to reach out, but they were quickly shut down. you could tell kuroo was more hurt than he let on, occasionally catching the tail-end of intense conversation between him and omi, but they were both quick to slap on a smile and change the subject as not to worry you when you made your presence known.

you appreciated their concern, you did, but kenma was your friend too and you desperately wanted to know what you could do to help.

a deep sigh left your lips, the action only causing a slight twinge in your throat as you meandered through the cold halls. your brain started to hurt as you thought more and more about it, stress climbing up your spine and burrowing at the base of your skull.

annoying, you thought, your eye twitching in irritation. headaches sucked mad ass and you were not looking forward to the hell of the one that was building up as you walked.

turning down another hallway, you abruptly stopped, your iv screeching to halt interrupting the hushed conversation that a certain someone was having at the far end of the corridor.

kenma!

kenma twisted towards you, his feline eyes widening in surprise as he whispered a hushed goodbye to whoever he was speaking to before shoving his phone into his pocket and staring at you in shock, pain, and most prominently,

guilt.

pure, unadulterated guilt permeated from all over him, the stench coming off of him in waves. you nearly flinched at the sight of him, the deep circles under his eyes practically broadcasting his struggle to the whole world.

your name dropped from his lips in a low whisper, his immediate reaction afterwards leading you to believe he hadn’t meant to say it aloud at all.

you chanced a step forward at his utterance, and then another and another until you were face to face with each other. you felt his eyes searching yours but you made sure to keep your face neutral if not for the blatant worry written all over it.

his plush bottom lip was pulled in between his teeth as his hands twitched by his sides as if he wasn’t exactly sure where to put them. you let out a soft breath at the sight, kind of hoping he would just give you a hug like it looked like he wanted to.

but, kenma held back, waiting for you to do something, to say something (not that you could) to absolve this horribly tense silence that the pair of you were now enshrouded in.

gently peeling your fingers from your iv stand, you lifted them to sign in the small space between your chests, in clear view of his observant gaze.

you recalled with fondness when a handful of the house members had decided to learn a bit of sign language, just in case someone was in a panic attack and became nonverbal. the impromptu learning session had been so much fun that the group had began regularly meeting to expand their sign language vocabulary and fluency until you all were at least semi fluent (in all the ways that mattered at least).

kenma was a member of that group and you’d throughly enjoyed his witty remarks throughout the lesson and his occasional cute little giggles that were liberally interspersed into conversation. that kenma was in such stark contrast to this kenma that it was almost jarring as he watched your hands with rapt attention, awaiting anything you had to say.

i missed you, you began slowly, not missing the way his eyes immediately became glassy and his hands tightened to fists by his sides.

“you shouldn’t,” he replied, his voice deep and gritty. “not after what i did.”

you cocked your head in confusion at his words. what he did? you had no idea what he was talking about but you were determined to get to the bottom of it if that was what was making him avoid you like this.

what did you do?

kenma’s jaw clenched, the guilt that had faded away for a moment, coming back full force. “i... i did this to you...” he motioned to the healing bruises on your neck and the iv stand still by your side.

now you were even more perplexed. he wasn’t the one who cornered you in the bathroom so what could he possibly be going on about? unprompted, your mind flashed back to that night, the moment where you were heading off to the bathroom, meeting kenma’s eyes for a second when you did.

oh.

was that what he was feeling so horribly about? that he saw you go into the bathroom? that was hardly news and nothing to be up in arms about unless he also saw meiko go in after you and...

double oh.

suddenly, all his behavior started making sense. kenma felt guilty because he believed he was somehow responsible for allowing this horrible thing to happen to you.

oh, honey, you signed quickly, driven to get your point across without him interrupting. you didn’t do this to me. meiko did.

kenma opened his mouth to protest but you didn’t let him, one of your hands coming up to cover his lips. he let out a muffled protest, his breath hot against your palm, eyes wide in bewilderment.

“listen to me kenma. you are not at fault here,” your voice screamed at you to stop speaking but not yet, not until you were done. “i know for a fact that if you knew what meiko was going to do, you wouldn’t have let me go.... you are good kenma, so good.”

his whole body shuddered at your words, all but collapsing into you, his arms wrapping around your waist and holding you tightly.

if you faintly felt the shoulder of your hospital getting damp, you didn’t say anything, content to let him hold onto you and cry it out.

after a minute or two, he sniffled and pulled away from you, his face red and puffy but content. “you shouldn’t have talked idiot,” kenma chided gently, a soft smile on his face.

you just gave him an apologetic shrug and a hastily signed “sorry” before waving him off to your hospital room, sending him a smile as he meandered off in that direction. you didn’t follow, figuring he and the boys needed some time alone to reconnect without your presence there.

taking a hold of your iv pole again, you continued on your way while staring out the window, watching the tiny birds fly by. unfortunately, your little birdwatching stint sent you careening into a hard body, your feet losing their grip on the slippery ground as you stumbled to the floor.

a quick glance up at the perpetrator had your apology dying in your throat. it was osamu, looking every bit as bewildered as you expected him to, a small jello cup in one hand and a spork in the other.

you couldn’t keep your scowl from off your face as you waved away his helpful arm, completely missing the flash of hurt that appeared across his smooth skin. “please, let me help ya,” he tried again, this time earning a physical slap on the arm, visibly recoiling at the contact.

“leave me the fuck alone osamu,” you growled before picking yourself back up and starting to stroll away but you quickly stopped in your tracks, turning your head to give him a menacing grin. “if you fuck with atsumu again, i swear on bokuto jr, i will castrate you and feed you your sorry, wrinkly ballsack on a silver platter.”

with that you were gone, head held high and a wide grin on your face as osamu watched, his heart flipping annoyingly in endearment. he breathed a deep sigh and slid to the floor of the hall before popping open his jello and taking a bite.

your reaction was well deserved but he couldn’t help praying and hoping that things would change between the two of you.

change for the better. change for good.

℗ poker face

change for the better

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an - GOLLY GEE THIS WAS A LONG ONE BHT KENMA!!!!!! and samu >:( anYWAYS SLEEP IS CALLING MY NAME, LEMME KNOW WHAT U THINK <3333 don’t forget to feed me :3 also pls kenma’s secret not so secret praise thing :00

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darling-i-read-it · 2 years

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HCs for Peter dating a weird girl

Andrew Garfield!Peter Parker x fem!reader

Warnings: weird stuff lol uh murder, bugs, jeffrey dahmer talk, spiders, scary movies let me know if i missed anything

Requested; by anon, NO OMFG RQ I LOVE U RIGHT AND I JUST SAW UR PETER PARKER X READER WHOS SUPER GIRLY AND GOOD LORD U ARENT READY

literally ive been thinking of this for so long now and get this. peter parker x weird girl reader. i made a post abt this earlier today and like,,,kinda like wednesday addams kinda girl yk??? lydia from beetlejuice, nancy from the craft, i digress

because GOOD LORD IVE BEEN WILLING TO SELL MY SOUL FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS,,, im like really weird by other peoples standards yk the kinda person who loved bugs as a child and still does (definitely doesnt have taxidermy moths on their wall lol why would i have that obviously not hahahhahah ?????????) and i genuinely need to know what a bitch like this would b like with that bug boy

would show him taxidermy spider collections because they do exist

point being, thoughts and onions. (if this can be counted as a request, hell yeah so be it) lol

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

Author’s Note: this is so me except i hate spiders with a burning passion. I hope you enjoy babe!

- nerd boy weird girl supremacy!!!

- you probably become friends because you don’t really have anywhere to sit at lunch or something cliche like that

- people like Peter. It’s just that people aren’t really friends with him

- you like Peter though

- you thought he was cute, in a nerdy kind of way, and you liked making him stutter when you talked to him

- he thought you were really pretty <3 <3 <3

- the weirdness didn’t really stick out to him at first despite the fact it was at the forefront of your entire personality. He just thought you were really pretty

- then it hit him full throttle like omg okay wait wait when did we start talking about taxidermy and why did he think it was kind of cute

- you were really passionate about things many people thought was odd

- he understood that

- he could talk about photography for days on end and so he got to taking pictures of you

- the two of you started to date after that because it kind of made perfect sense to the two of you

- it was kind of like emo girl golden retriever boyfriend vibes

- he would get really excited with you about really random ass things

- when he found out you liked spiders he was surprised. Not many people were like that. He was even more surprised you had some stuffed ones. That was weird. But also awesome

- he almost broke down and showed you he was spider man right then

- is dying to do photoshoots with the weird shit in your room

- Why do you have so much stuff? This is all really random. Is this a fake ax?

- oh he has to use this in a photoshoot

- he would absolutely do lighting and all this filmbro shit, make sure you looked perfectly odd

- you make him watch scary movies and he’s kind of too scared of them but he does it. For you

- (more on that here)

- you totally dress him up sometimes all gothy

- he looks hot. He thinks he looks like he just walked out of a hot topic but you think he looks great

- skinny jeans, band t shirt or something like that and you obviously smudge eyeliner on him too

- you like to talk about dark shit sometimes

- Peter now knows a lot about Jeffrey Dahmer

- but you’re just so passionate he can’t get you to stop

- sometimes he talks about how like, Dahmer tried to be a scientist but he was wrong because x y and z

- you are slightly concerned if Peter ever goes off to kill people that he might be able to reanimate them

- you also try and do stuff he likes too

- you’ll go to the science museum together or something and you kind of have no idea what's going on but he enjoys himself so that’s good enough

- when he eventually tells you he’s spider-man you’re dumbfounded and also slightly in awe

- your peter? Spider-man?

- cute!

- amazed at how much blood that boy has in his body that he can bleed that much tbh

- overall the two of you work out somehow. It’s weirdly perfect. Peter thinks it’s picture perfect but he’s just cheesy

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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what do you think cuddle with skz would be like?

hmm,,, feels like ive been writing a bunch of fluff lately hehehe but let's do iiiiiit

Warnings; suggestive content~

Bangchan

a classic spooner

prefers to be the big spoon since he can hold you and it feeds his size kink ;))

may or may not press his bulge against your ass just to make you flustered

but would end up flustering himself lmao

doesnt mind your hair getting in his mouth or you wriggling about since he loves you too much to tell you anything ehhehe

will tell you about his day softly as his lips are close to your ear

leaving small kisses in between sentences cause you look so cute >:((

may or may not pat your butt

"you feel so warm and snuggly y/n" he says as he squeezes you tightly to your chest

bonus points if you giggle or like snort when you laugh he lives for that shit

Minho

legit cuddles in complete darkness

NOT BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO SEE YOU but because all other sense get hightened? (ok this sounds kinky its not i promise)

he just likes seeing nothing and just hearing the peaceful sound of your breathing followed with small whimpers (i give up)

in true catboy fashion he will rub his face on yours or anywhere else on your body (tits if you have those or ass)

also likes resting his head on your thighs since he can look up at you (and make fun of your dubble chin)

weird cat noises he only does when he's alone with you to signal that he wants a kiss

or he just pouts and points at his lips

if you dont give him kisses he wont hesitate to scream in your ear rip eardrums i guess

Changbin

arm pillow babeeeey

because you always tell him how sturdy his arms are and he blushes every time ahsahs

his other hand is usually resting on your tummy, tracing small circles or other figures on the soft skin

has the habit of talking about himself too much but you dont mind since he's always so excited talking about future projects or date nights he's planned

strokes your hair and gives you scalp massage if he's feeling extra

might or might not start sucking hickies on your neck heheheh

or start ya know,,, undressing you

poor boy cant help himself when he's this close to you

will always look at you with a slightly suggestive look MAYBE THATS JUST HIS RESTING FACE BUT LIKE- you cant help but to crack up every time and he's confused ahshash

craves attention, dont even turn around. eyes on him

Hyunjin

holds your hand the entire time

also loves to have his head on your chest since he can hear your stable heartbeat and it makes him calm

will probably fall asleep before you since he's just that comfy in your warm grasp

loves it when you continue to stroke his hair or cheek even when he's asleep

says "i love you" probably over a thousand times

like a fucking woodpecker on your lips my guy loves pecking you

in love when you wrap your legs around him >:((

also in love when you get all whiny if you dont get what you want

"hyunjinnieee!! hug me!!" you squeal out but hyunjin wants to tease you a bit, not reacting to your request

"b-but jinnie~ then im gonna steal it!" you say before wrapping your arms tightly around him causing him to crack up, his heart just melted

Jisung

can never just cuddle??

you guys always need to either watch a movie or fuck, just cuddling is if he's had a bad day

will 100% cry in your arms if he's not feeling well

loves nuzzling his face in the crock of your neck

so clingy?? dont you dare leave him to "get something" he will be a koala on your back

secretly likes being the small spoon >:(

"y/n~ come baaaack~ it's getting cold here!!"

loves it when you're squishing his cheeks or taking pictures of him when he's all cuddly and cute

🥁 PLAY 🥁 WITH 🥁 HIS 🥁 HAIR 🥁

especially if you have long nails, he loves when you scratch his hair UGH HE GETS ALL SQUIRMY

Felix

awh he loves when the two of you are looking at each other

always tells you how pretty your eyes are, that he can get lost in them because he's cheesy like that

say something cute about his freckles and he's putty in your hands

omgomgomg will bring cookies and hot chocolate to bed

massages for dayyyyssss

his favorite is hand massages because he's massaging you and holding your hand at the same time! WINWIN SITUATION

kisses on your cheeks >:((

BUT HE EXPECT JUST AS MANY KISSES BACK!!

rubs his hair all over you

he claims that he's "leaving his scent" so that you know that you belong to him

Seungmin

nose kisses~

"you're mine!"

lots of baby talk from our beloved puppy boy like he gets a slight lisp? (kimchi jjigae walkie talkie yah)

likes having his arms wrapped around your waist since you cant escape him then hehehe

give him kisses, he needs them all over his face

i have a weird feeling that he's warm? human radiator basically

so every time you are complaining that its cold he will just open his arms

also this is not cuddling but he will trade gloves with you because he's warmed up his own gloves while you are still freezing

protect him and he will protect you

i basically picture two cats cuddling, thats the energy

Jeongin

legits want you to just lie on top of him LMAO SUFFOCATE HIM WITH LOVE

will talk about the most random stuff ever

will prepare one random fact when you lie close to him in his arms

"did you know that avocadoes are berries?"

followed by a cute giggle and it just makes your heart melt >:(

"oh and also did you know that i love you?" AAAAAH he's honestly adorable (ok cherry we get it)

will also tickle you randomly because it makes you laugh and he loves it

you are the only person that gets to have your hands on his,,, abs ;))

smiles when you kiss him a-and then he hides underneath the blanket :(

#stray kids headcanons #skz headcanons #stray kids suggestive #skz suggestive #anon #Cherrymail🍒

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hitoshisbabygirl · 3 years

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Author's Notes ♡: Hello hello! Welcome to my first JJK fic for our free for all Valentine’s Day collab! I had fun with this free idea , I always wanted to do an AU like this so it gave me a bases for future ideas! Enjoy~ bunny ❥

Warnings : None! Some heavy kissing and such but nothing too explicit , Yuuji and Sukuna are twins ♡

Word count : 3.8k

Paring(s) : Tattooist!Sukuna x F! Reader

Enjoy ♡

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Sukuna couldn't stand it, the girl his brother brought over to his shop plagued his mind. Wide eyed and just as happy as Yuuji it was infuriating how energetic the pair was in the tattoo shop. He was used to the sound of his brother asking for him but once he hear a second voice his hand twitches , eyes moving from the drawing in front of him as his appointment in front of him practically was begging fro his attention, occasionally trying spark up a conversation as he drew out a rose, planned for her collarbone “So, did all of you tattoos hurt?” The girl asked, pushing herself closer as he continued to stech, not paying her much mind. “No, I guess i've always had tough skin though.” He said as the girl hummed and giggled continuing her talking “I've been afraid of needles for as long as I could’ve remembered, but maybe this'll get me over my fear huh?” she questioned as all he did was hum, finishing the small design. “Maybe. Is this okay?” He asked her as she gasped, her giggling increasing to his dismay

“Omg i love it! You're a good worker with your hands” She said as he started to get ready, popping off his rings as he put on gloves, running up red and black inks for the rose to be. “Your right shoulder, right?” Sukuna asked as she confirmed, moving her shirt a bit too low to try to entice him. Pushing more of it back up, Sukuna placed and got the stencil ready, finally looking up to the girl “Tell me if there's anything wrong okay ?” He said as she gave him an almost hungry look “oh please i sure will” And with that he started the tattoo, the girl he was tattooing letting out small cries and gaps. Every one of the sounds made him stop, checking on her as the girl tried to act differently but he knew she was in pain. Once the girl stopped in a crying spell and was able to calm down from the help of the giant tattooist “s-sorry i didn't know my collar bone was so sensitive” she said as he said she was okay, starting to go back to her tattoo once everything was better with the girl. Once finished , she started to pay when she started to hit on him again “ I'm still sorry for that whole thing , how about I get you a drink for the troubles huh?” She threw at him as he gave her a small smile “I have more clients later, and i'd rather not drink, don't really like to unless its special'' Sukuna responded as the girl admired her new rose that covered a small portion of her chest and collarbone “ How about we go celebrate my new tattoo? And the fact you helped me through it huh?” She suggested. Before he could respond he heard the high pitched sounds of laughter. Looking up to his door he saw his annoying brother but with one of the most beautiful girls he ever saw. Once finishing the payment with his client and her sliding her number on a piece of paper his brother came up with his friend “Hey Su! I want you to meet my bestfriend [ ]!” his hyper twin brother Yuuji said as Sukuna looked at the girl in front of them. She looked to be their age , shorter than him with a few tattoos and dyed hair herself. “Nice to meet you young lady”

Sukuna said as he took her hand, giving it a kiss. [ ] giggled as Yuuji fake choked, his brother rolling his eyes at him “ What? Not my fault you've never brought her around me, she's a lady, gotta give her a proper introduction right?” Sukuna teased as Yuuji grumbled causing [ ] to laugh “Well nice to properly meet you Sukuna , ive heard so much about the woman lure bad boy whos the polar opposite of his sweet and innocent twin” She teased as he gave her his own smirk “ Yet i know nothing of the cute little girl standing in front of me” Sukuna lashed back as [ ] felt her face heat up, a laugh coming from her. His brother pouted he stood in front of his brother , giving him a knowing look. “I brought her here for a tattoo, idiot” He said as Sukuna gave him a raised eyebrow, looking at the girl beside him “Is that right doll? Came here for a tattoo?” He asked as she gave him a shy smile back “Well erm, i kinda wanted to start a sleeve with you if that's alright?” with widened eyes Sukuna and Yuuji were surprised together, the strawberry blondes both looking as the girl gave them a confused look back “What? Is that bad?” She asked as sukuna kicked in “Nah, i'm surprised that you'd choose me ,i'm not the usual girly tattoo sleeve maker” He said as she gave him a smile, “And i'm not your usual girly girl who just wants flowers and shit as my tattoo” She retorted back as he gave her an impressed smirk, ushering her to the back of his studio room “You can come too twerp” he said to his brother as yuuji ran to join them, headed to the back room.

This became a recurring theme as over the next few days and even weeks , Sukuna and [ ] met to talk about her new additions, adding and removing elements as they started to get a good picture of what they both thought looked the best together, some ideas being saved for other single tattoos. “So how do you like it so far sweetheart?” Sukuna asked as [ ] gave him an enthusiastic squeal, moving over the turned drawing desk as she fell forward to hug the tattooed covered man. Shocked by her random falling grasp he chuckled, catching her so she wouldn't hit her hip on the swerving table and half giving her a hug back as they laughed together. [ ] pulled back some as she started to notice more differences between the twins. Starting with Sukunas face ; it was more clear and sunkissed, small freckles adorned his cheeks from the sunshine. Unlike his twin, she noticed how more stocky and strong his body and face was compared to Yuuji. The twins were pretty much identical , except for how they acted, the fact that Sukuna had tattoos and the sometimes usual differences between twins, like style and other small discrepancies. Unlike the bright and colorful yet athletic look Yuuji had , Sukuna tended to be more of a dark artsy look, usually black clothes , ripped jeans , rings and chains. He tended to give off the usual bad boy vibes, someone who you wouldn't want your parents to meet.

But under his hard exterior he was very personable , just as sweet as his twin. As she was lost in her own thoughts , her hands pushing off his chest he snapped her back to reality, a finger going under her chin as he gave her a gentle smile , catching the girl in midthought of her tattooist “Aren't you something….what's on your mind [ ]” He rasped out as her eyes widened, realizing how close they were. From the standing mirror she could really see it ; one of her thighs was in between his spreaded ones, the other in his right arm. From her arms wrapped around his neck her face was close to his, the two of them slightly chest to chest. Her body felt hot as the male in front of her smirked, meeting her eyes in the mirror as he looked at the scene in front of him too. Eyeing her in the mirror he could imagine the work to be put atop her skin, and how pretty she'd be in his work, the thought gave him a sense of protectiveness and overall close bond with the girl he was around for more than he'd had before. Spending hours a day , almost everyday except his super packed days had gotten him a closer bond with her and even with his twin brother, the group of them and their other friends relaxing and enjoying time together. The little things that they all did together made him realize how much he enjoyed taking a break. And how much he'd fallen for his new client.

Coming from his own thoughts he pulled her right leg higher onto his lap, causing her to fall forward as she gasped, their faces impossibly closer. “Hm...youre pretty when youre flustered..” he said absentmindedly as he looked back to them in the mirror ,wrapping an arm around her waist as he gave her a sly smile, moving back into the chair he sat in “S-sukuna?” [ ] questioned as he hummed, sliding his eyes from the mirror to her questioning ones. Tracing the hand on his chest he rose a brow, a silent sign to continue. “I-I can get down. I'm sorry i was a little excited-” She continued as she started to move. With quick ease Sukuna kept her in place, rubbing the back of her thigh as he leaned in, pulling her closer by the backs of her thighs “I like you here. You don't have to move unless you're uncomfortable” He said as she ran a hand through his messy hair, sliding it to his cheek as he laid his head in it, kissing her palm. With the small caring action she squeaked , making the male chuckle “Am i...moving too fast” He said , his voice barely a whisper as he tightened his grasp on her waist, eyes searching hers.

“N-no i'm just...surprised?” She half questioned as he gave a knowing smile, shifting her weight to completely have her in his lap. With a high pitched squeal and giggles [ ] landed comfortably , her calves hanging off as her thighs tightened around his waist. “See, isn't this more comfortable?” He asked as she shyly hid in his neck, overwhelmed by his random acts of affection “Sukuna...are you trying to just make me embarrassed” She whined as he stroked her back, putting her face deeper in his neck “Mh..no not particularly..kinda just...thinking” He said as he pulled his phone out. Facing the mirror he took a silent picture, a smirk on his lips as he looked it over. her body was perfectly flushed with his , her arms around his neck as the tattoo down her side was more prominent in the picture. From the way it looked was just a couple taking a handsy photo but for Sukuna, it was a seal for how he felt. He wanted to take more pictures like this, but with them being together. Mirror selfies, clothes or even more explicit for his own gallery ; he loved the way they looked together. Noticing how quiet he was [ ] sat up looking at the male as he set his phone up facing the mirror before squishing her face “Everything okay?” She asked with a squished face as he laughed , releasing her cheeks “I love this..” He admitted as she gave him a wide eyed look , his warm ones looking away from hers

“I know..all of this could be seen as a very lewd way to admit my feelings but..honestly i'm used to just having women want me for free tattoos and well..yknow..my talents'' Sukuna said as he gave her a crooked smile, a laugh coming from [ ] as she understood what he meant, but the fact that he's admitting feelings for her made her heart flutter “S-so you like me?” She asked warily as he let out a light sigh, leaning up to put their faces close again “Hey [ ]...i know this is awkward and embarrassing...for me at least...but..may i kiss you?” He whispered over her lips as she silently shook her head, letting her eyes feel heavy as he got closer, rubbing their lips faintly together. As soon as she tighten her arms around his neck he pushed his record on his phone, sealing their lips together. As the two started to make out he tightened his hands around her waist, a low hum coming from his throat as he bit her bottom lip, sliding his tongue in. the more heated it got the more she whimpered, pulling her kiss plumped lips away from his. Groaning he chased her lips, crashing them against his as they started to kiss again. Letting her nimble fingers move up from his neck she tugged at his hair at the back of his nape, making the male growl as he rocked her closer to him, his larger arms wrapping over her waist.

Once again she whined and pulled away, putting her head against his “Sukuna...I..geez you-” trying to catch her breath he gave an airsh laugh. Ending his video. Catching him touch his phone [ ] reached for it “What did you do?” She asked as he held the phone above his head, watching them kiss again as he grinned “Oh nothing..just wanted my confession is all” He said as she gave him a look “[ ]..i really do like you...god i could say i'm almost in love…” “Almost?” She whispered as he kissed her lips again “More like i am but..i dunno how you feel about me” He said as she gave him a soft look, kissing his cheek “I love the time we've spent together, and well, if you'll have me i'll be yours” She responded. A wide smile on his face as he leaned back in to kiss her, the new couple giggling through the sessions as they finalized the rest, starting on the masterpiece they had crafted together.

Starting on her sleeve was one of the most enjoyable things she had done. Every few weeks to a month depending on the healing time she was adding her next piece. As she finished all of her linework it came to coloring her colorful bits. For the next few months again she finished it, all while spending time with her tattooist boyfriend and friends. As she was to the final stretch of heer coloring she knew valentines day was coming up more and more. Her and Sukuna had been dating for around a year now, just a few weeks shy of it. As she came to the shop she waved to the receptionist, giving him a smile “Hey Megs, how are you?” Megumi, the inky haired boy looked up from his journal and gave [ ] a rare smile, “Hey [ ]! I'm good ,how are you today? Sukunas is in the back if youre ready for him” He said as she gave him smile “That's good! I'm so excited my tattoo should be done just in time for valentines day! Speaking of, do you have an idea of your valentine this year?” She teased as he gave her a shy look “Ah...not particularly but maybe once it came i would” He said as she gave him a nod in understanding. Hearing his girlfriend talking Sukuna came out, a grin on his lips “Hey babe” He said as he gave her a kiss to her neck, causing Megumi to groan as she giggled “Cmon dont make him uncomfortable with your affection, lets go big boy” She joked as she took her strawberry blonde to his room “Ah okay babe let me see your arm” Sukuna started as she took of his jacket, revealing her sleeveless crop top and work of art on her left arm. Turning her arm some he looked over her lines and color deposits , making sure everything looked right. “Its coming along nicely [ ]..i just have this little pieces on your forearm and we'd be done with piece” He said happily as she gave him a soft smile “I love it...just as much as i love you” She said as he looked up from her arm , giving her a shy smile “I love you more [ ]”

Sukuna said as he leaned up, kissing her lips as he set up his inks and machine, snapping his gloves as he started to finish her last pieces. As the buzzing of the machine lulled her comfortingly she caught the determined and concentrated look on his face as he tattooed away “Where do you wanna go on valentine's day...hypothetically speaking” Sukuna asked randomly as she started to fill in lines. Blinking comically, she looked down at her boyfriend. “Anything youd come up with” She said as he hummed, finishing up the last color as he wiped it clean, starting to clean up the ink and smaller tears in her skin hidden by the fresh ink. “Princess...thank you for letting me be the one that did your art…” He said as he traced her hand , kissing her fingertips as he flashed her a smile. “I love you more Su..” [ ] whispered back as she leaned forward, kissing his forehead.

As the two sat there in his studio and talked [ ] drew up a heart with their names in it , giggling as she showed her boyfriend “Look babe!” She said as he stopped cleaning his desk, analyzing her work “I like it, a lot. You did a great job sizing wise, and i always loved your cursive” he said as he ran a finger over the art again “You said you wanted to get better at tattooing, right?” Sukuna asked as he still looked over the design “Yeah i did, what about it?” [ ] asked as he stretched , reaching over as he pulled out his darkest black ink and vibrant red. Soon he picked up two pairs of gloves and one of his various machines “Ill let you do this on me, and i can do it on you if youd like” He said as she gave him a happy screech, starting to make the transfers “Really Sukuna, youd let me do that?” She asked as he nodded, prepping an empty space on his arm “Ill help you, make sure its deep enough but i trust you, you did a good job with the smaller ones on yourself. Youre good sweetheart im here “ And thats what he says the whole time she tattoos him, her lines were straight but she felt like her red names were lacking. Tracing them again the darken, showing up beautifully as she focused, holding his skin apart as she smiled at her work, wiping the access ink and covering it in ointment like he did earlier “I did it!” She jumped happily as he gave a satisfied grin, looking at her energetic girlfriend. ‘I love her’ he thought to himself as he thought of what hed do for her in the coming weeks for the day filled of love

On valentines day [ ] was at home, talking to Nobara as she heard a knock on her door. Telling the girl she'd call back, [ ] started at the door and opened it, seeing a giant bouquet of flowers as she took them nicely from the delivery boy “Uhhh miss [ ] correct? The sender also wanted you to have this” The boy fumbled with a note, handing it to the girl as she thanked him , watching him leave as she let out a happy squeal, reading it.

‘Dollface, I hope you're ready for tonight, I have a lot in store for us tonight. How about you wear that cute little black dress you got last time we went to the mall hm? I'll be over at four-SKR”

Giggling at his note she looked at the time, noting it was 2:00, she went to the back, starting to get dressed as she was excited to see what her boyfriend had planned for them. She took the time to curl her hair, setting them as she worked on her makeup. After taking the time she saw it was around 3:45. She smiled as she got a text from him, saying he was on his way. As she happily ran around her apartment , trying to get rid of the jitters she had for the night planned with her boyfriend. Soon she heard a knock on the door. Skipping to the dor she opened it to her tall boyfriend leaning against the frame, looking down at his girlfriend “Hi darling” Sukuna said as she stood on her toes , giving him a peck against his lips as she giggled “Hi” She responded as he wrapped his arms around her waist , kissing the crook of her neck. “Missed you..” He whispered as she hummed, rocking with him as they stumbled into her living room, Sukuna shutting her door behind him as he picked her up. Laughing , [ ] held onto him, looking down to her well dressed partner. He was in a black vest, adorned with red decals and black pants. Despite him wearing nicer clothes it had the same grudge feel to it, ringed fingers and pierced ears filled with glistening metals very promedent in his attire. As she gave him a glance over from being held in his arms he rose a brow and placed her down, giving her an uncharacteristic shy look “Do i look alright?....tried something new since ill be taking you out” He asked as she kissed his cheek, giving him a content smile “I love it. You still have that edge I fell in love with laced through and through” [ ] said as Sukuna felt his heart jump, a warmth creeping up his neck and face as he kissed her face, taking her hand “Well then...i'm very thankful with a woman like you in my life...thank you [ ]..you ready to go?” Sukuna softly asked as he outstretched a hand to her, making [ ] playfully laugh. Taking her ringed at tattooed lovers hand the duo set off, starting their first Valentines Day together.

Once night rolled around most had been finished [ ] and Sukuna found themselves on a hilltop, overlooking a city as they ate a snack basket that Sukuna prepared. Not only was he a tattooist but he could cook, and cook very well. “If I didn't have the urge to tattoo every square inch of my body with art maybe i'd be a cook” He laughed as she constantly complimented his cooking, laying her head on his shoulders. “This is wonderful Sukuna..ive really enjoyed today” [ ] said as he gave her a look before peering back at the city “I know how much you hated today so...I wanted to do something for you to love it” Sukuna said as she moved up, looking in his warm eyes as he reached out of his pocket, his phone showing their first accidental mirror picture they took together evident as his lockscreen. As he pulled the next thing to it, a shiny ring filed with her birthstone “This is for you, a promise to you” Tilting her head she took the beautiful ring and placed it on her finger, watching it glisten in the moonlight “A promise for what?” she asked “Ill never leave you, and one day...maybe...we could make that promise permanent” He said as he took her hand in his , pulling her in his lap as he sealed that promise with a kiss.

#ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #tattoo artist sukuna!#f!reader #jjk au #ryomen sukuna x reader #circus dome collab!#the circus dome collab

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plsimsuchasimp · 3 years

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i’m sorry (ft: sugawara).

by request: “Hi!!!! Okay im so glad your requests are open - could I please request some angst with Sugawara? Where the reader is his best friend and secretly loves him but he doesn’t know? Then maybe the reader and Suga fight and then reader gets hurt or something (maybe a car accident) and when the Karasuno team finds out, Suga is devastated and goes to the hospital and tell the reader that he loves them?? Thank you!! ❤️” -anon

yes anon i’m happy to do this- i kinda changed up the prompt a lil bit so i’m sorry about that but i hope this measures up to your standards! (i’m ridiculously soft for suga so this makes sense)

genre: sadness (literal tears were shed in the process of making this)

ft: sugawara koushi x reader

warnings: car crash, fighting, cursing, hospitalization, death

wc: 2k

“Y/n, why are you so upset? I get that you’re concerned, and I’m grateful for that, but she’s genuinely a good person and I’m serious about her!” Suga walks away from you, his back turned, shoulders raised slightly in his sweater. You can sense his frustration, his confusion, but you don’t care. His face is pouty, lip sticking out ever so slightly, and you know you can’t look at him or you won’t be able to keep yourself from kissing him right then and there.

The thing is, you know she’s a good person. And that’s what hurts. See, you’ve been in love with Sugawara Koushi since the day you met him at the bus stop five years ago, on a hot summer day with a butterfly in his hair.

You can’t stop him from getting a new girlfriend, and you know it’s selfish of you to hope he likes you the way you like him, to hold on to him for all these years.

Sometimes when it’s late, you let yourself drift into your memories. The spring days when he would take you hiking, out into the mountains to show you his favorite spots, the times when your stomachs hurt from laughing at the dirty jokes he found off of random places on the internet, the rainy moments and baking cookies when it just seemed calm. With Suga, you felt at home like nowhere else.

Now, your eyes sting unfairly, and you turn away from him as he glares towards you, brow furrowed. Struggling to keep your voice even, you say, “I know, okay Kou? I just- I don’t know, she gives me bad vibes.”

You know he doesn’t mean to be rude, but when he scoffs, your heart squeezes just a bit and tears prick your eyes. “You’re telling me to call off a whole relationship because she gives you bad vibes? You did this with all of my exes, too!” Suga sighs, hands on his hips. “You know you’re my best friend, but honestly, y/n, this has to stop. You can’t control my life!”

He’s right. You know he’s right, and that’s the harsh thing about it. You want him all to yourself- everything about him is entrancing, intoxicating, familiar. Jealousy is a bitch.

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

At this point, his jaw drops open at the sheer audacity of your remark. “I can’t do this with you today.” He throws up his hands and sits on the bed, making it clear he doesn’t really want to talk anymore.

Suga never really fights with you. He teases endlessly, but he always stops himself before he really hurts you, and the fights between the two of you are always calmer on his side. He’s usually the first to apologize, but it seems this is a sticking point for the two of you.

“Well? Go!” As soon as the words are out of his mouth, he regrets it. You flinch backwards at his words, and he doesn’t miss the unmistakable glint of tears in your eyes as you walk out of the room.

“Fine, I guess I will!” As soon as you’re outside, you cover your mouth with your hand, your vision blurred from large drops threatening to spill from your eyelashes. You muffle your sobs with the sleeve of a sweatshirt Suga lent you, and it just makes you cry harder when you breathe in his slight cologne.

He wasn’t going to let her go this time. You missed your chance.

You’re running, but where to? As soon as your thoughts stop spinning, your feet freeze, and you glance around you. Shaky breaths escape you as you duck your head and attempt to cross the street, questioning looks from passerby making your cheeks heat up.

All of a sudden, you hear a car horn and freeze to see a car speeding towards you, out of control. The last thing you see before everything goes black is a child pointing at you, and you almost laugh at the incredulity of the situation. Then you black out on impact.

Back at Suga’s home, he sits in his bed, running his fingers through his silky hair. He curses under his breath, already hating the feeling.

He hates when the only person he’s ever truly loved is mad at him.

Honestly, Koushi can’t fathom why he keeps getting other people to date him, momentary distractions from his everlasting affection for you. You, the only person who’s there for him when he’s hurting, the only real friend to stay near him through everything, the only person he fell in love with on first sight. He wanted to be with you, but he didn’t want to ruin this was.

Better to be certain friends with you and never get what he truly wanted than to try and lose you completely.

Suga picks up the phone to text you when he receives a call from an unfamiliar number, marked as the hospital of your district.

“Hello?"

“Is this Sugawara Koushi?” The female voice on the other end of the line asks.

“Yes, is everything okay?” He responds, curious as to why the hospital is calling him in the middle of the day.

“Well, we have Y/N L/N here, and you’re listed as one of their emergency contacts. Would you mind coming to the hospital to fill out some paperwork?”

Immediately, his world freezes. “W-what did you say?”

“I said, Y/N L/N is in the hospital and we need you to come in and see them.” She’s patient with him, voice even and calm, clearly used to people in shock from news of their loved ones. “They were involved in a car accident.”

He nods, momentarily forgetting she can’t see him. “Yeah, I’m on my way.”

The line clicks, and he sits there for only a minute before hurrying down to his car, grabbing the keys and starting the car. He seems to forget basic movements, mind consumed only with thoughts of you.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he muttered, edging above the speed limit on the road. He was tempted to honk at someone, but refrains from it, knowing it won’t help with the turmoil of emotions he was feeling.

Then, it hit him. This was his fault. He almost stopped the car in the middle of the road, throat closing as guilt washed over him. Koushi didn’t know you’d take it so hard, didn’t mean for it to come off that harshly.

He arrived at the hospital, and as he walked in, the receptionist looked up at him.

“Sugawara Koushi?”

“Yes,” he said, and watched the smile slowly fade from her face. He noticed she tried to hide it, ducking her head, but it was too late. “Are they- are they going to be okay?” he gulped as she didn’t respond.

“Room 208,” she said curtly, “You should probably go in.”

The lights seemed to blur into each other as Suga practically ran to your room. Every footstep seemed to take forever, travel only a few centimeters forward. He couldn’t get there fast enough, accidentally bumping into the wall and muttering a hushed “sorry” to it.

He arrived. The door was almost too heavy, or maybe it was just the fear making his limbs heavy as lead.

There you lay, and it was worse than he thought. Tubes of all sorts trailed from your body to things around the bed, crowding and seeming to close you in. Scratches ran down your cheek and there was dried blood on your hairline, streaking down your face. The breath fell from his throat and he stood in the doorway, paralyzed.

This could not be happening.

One look and he could tell you weren’t going to be okay. An IV drip led into your left arm, and you were unconscious, so fragile, so angelic. It looked as if you were only sleeping, like the countless times you’d snuggled into Suga’s shoulder in the warm summer nights, staring at the blanket of glittering stars far above. The ones in your eyes, though, outshone them all.

When you slept, you always seemed so peaceful, so comforted, but now your brow was slightly furrowed, your lips drained of color and slightly parted. Even in this state, you were still the most beautiful person he’d ever seen.

Shakily, he made his way to the chair and sat down in it. He tried to swallow, but his throat was dry, and tears were dripping down his face before he could wipe them away. A choked sob escaped him as he reached out his hand, hovering over your limp one.

He took your hand, and he hunched over to feel how cold it was. Your hands were always colder than his, which made him a perfect match for you. Never before, though, had he felt this ice.

Suga’s shoulders began to shake, and he clutched your hand, silently begging you not to leave, please please please don’t leave me, i don’t know if i can survive without you. Of course, there was no response but the steady beep of the heart monitor, the only thing reassuring him that you were still there.

Shaking, he brought your hand to his lips, barely brushing them against your knuckles.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry.” Whispered words fell gently from his lips, trying to stay composed for you. “Please stay with me. Please don’t leave.” His tone rises, voice breaking in desperation. “P-please.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He rocked back and forth, holding your hand as if it was the only thing tying him down. “I-I love you.”

There. He said it, those three words he’d wanted to say since the day he saw you smile for the first time. Hopelessly, madly, endlessly in love with you, only you.

When you didn’t respond, he let himself sob, let the pain overtake him. Hot, salty tears spilled onto your hand, and he silently wished for a sign, a movement, anything to show that you weren’t gone just yet.

In that moment, he whispered everything he wanted to say to you, a thousand words choking him and clogging his throat to the point where he couldn’t breathe anymore.

The doctor came in, shutting the door silently behind him. “Sugawara-”

“Call me Suga.” His voice was quiet, reserved, threatening to break.

“I’m afraid y/n isn’t going to make it.” The doctor sighed, mercifully pretending not to notice Suga’s muffled cry. “I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“You’re joking, right?” Suga raised his head, puffy, red eyes desperate. “Please- tell me you’re joking.” The silence from the doctor told him otherwise, and Suga felt his heart shatter in that instant.

He squeezed your hand, and just as he did, the heart monitor stopped beeping, a flat tone emitting from it. He couldn’t stop the heartbroken cry from spilling from his mouth, his breath stolen by the endless constriction of guilt and grief in his chest.

He stayed there for another two hours, crying over your hand limp in his grasp. When Daichi arrived at the hospital to drive him home, he didn’t want to leave.

Suga stared out of the car window, numb. It was impossible- the world couldn’t be this cruel.

It’s your fault, your fault, your fault, the voice in his head whispered. The broken sobs that spilled out of him hurt, stabbed at his breathing, but he didn’t care. It was his fault that you were gone, forever.

The rest of the day passed in a haze, the sun setting with flared colors that you would have loved. The stars were brilliant, but Suga couldn’t look at them. His pillow smelled like you, and everywhere he looked had some imprint, some memory of you. You were the only person he’d ever love, and you had been stolen from the world in an instant.

In the months afterwards, nothing was the same. He saw you everywhere, expecting to see your texts pop up on his phone, accidentally ordered your drink at the boba place you would always go to.

At the funeral, his stiff black suit seemed awkward, but you always said he looked handsome in one. That was the last time he got to see your face besides pictures, the fading memory of the person who loved him for who he was.

the person who he would love for the rest of his life.

you’re an angel in my eyes.

a/n: tbh this is probably one of the most painful things i’ve written so far suga im so sorry also THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR 50 FOLLOWERS ITS CRAZY i finished this at 2am i’m going to be so sad if it flops <\3

#sugawara koushi #suga x reader #sugawara x y/n #koushi sugawara #sugawara angst #sugawara sadness #i'm literally so sorry this is very sad #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu angst #haikyuu sad #suga x y/n #suga x you #sugawara x reader

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strawberry-jammers · 3 years

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My melody (pt 2)

a ghostbur x reader in which you get injured and a friendly ghost is there to help

part 1 part 2 part 3

longer than the last one lmao also unedited

The ghost whent over and handed me some blue dye. All i could do was stare at the familier face, the face that resembled the old, dead, president. Yet it didnt at the same time. It was so much softer, kinder in a way. Yet it held some sort of emotion behind those white eyes that couldnt be seen.

It wasnt insanity like old wilbur.

"Please take the blue, you seem sad." I looked down at this grey-ish hands. The blue dye sat, turning his hands blue the longer he held it.

I took it, slightly confused at the whole situation.

"Um, who are you?" I asked, he smiled brightly. "Im ghostbur!! Your (y/n) right?? I remember you, alivebur liked you a lot. Tho I cant remember much, which is weird sense you dont seem to bring sad memorus." I looked at the blue instead of the ghost.

I didnt have many happy memorys of Wilbur.

The ghost kept smiling. "Say, why are you in bed? Its daytime you know." I looked back at him. "Oh, i got injured, so im in bed healing." The ghost grabbed more blue from his pockets. "Here have some blue!" He put it in my hands. "Um, ghostbur i have no where to put this..." He shoke his head. "You dont keep it, you throw it away! You hold the blue, it sucks up all your sadness, and then you threw it away, taking the sadness with it!" I nodded. "Cool cool, one problem, I cant get out of bed." He nodded, understanding the problem. He looked around, looking for something to help.

He ran over to an empty box in the corner, grabbing it and pulling out a pen out of his endless pocket. Scribbling on it, he runs back, showing me the box.

It says 'sadness'. "Here, you can throw the blue in here, and when your better, you can throw it out!" I nodded, putting the blue in the box. The ghost closed it, putting it on the floor next to the bed. "There! Now you can feel better!" I smiled. "Yeah."

"Anyways, i better get going! Im running out of invis pots and need to make more. It was nice seeing you (y/n)!!!" I smiled. "It was nice meeting you ghostbur." I waved, watching the ghost leave, closing the door behind him.

He came over everyday after that. Giving me blue at random, and telling me about what someone did that day.

It was cute really. He got excited over the most mudain things.

"Then Tommy punched him, it wasnt very nice of him, but he said he was a wrongen so its okay." I chuckled, knowing Tommy just said that to not get in trouble. "What else did he do?"

Ghostbur loved telling me storys. Most of them where just about him makimg invis potions, or trying to hang out with fundy, but i loved Them all. He had an enthusiasm that i missed. Something that was missing after lmanburg gained independance.

"(Y/n), whos been taking care of you? Making sure you get all healthy and stuff?" Ghostbur asks, siting beside me in my big ass bed. "Oh, Phil and niki. They usually come by early in the morning." He nodds. "I havnt seen niki, is she doing okay?" I nodded. "Shes like everyone else I guess. They seem to just be focusing on building lmanburg again."

"Theyve been doing a really good job, it looks beautiful." I nodded. "Wish i could see it." Ghostbur looked at me. "Have some blue have some blue. Wait, didnt you say you might get to walk soon?" I nodded, putting the blue in the sad box. "Yeah, but honestly my burns still hurt like hell. Idk if im up for it." Ghostbur shook his head, getting up swiftly.

I looked at him curiously as he walked over twords me. "Come on." He says softly, grabbing my good hand. His hands where cold as ice. Didnt know ghosts actually where cold.

I followed him, slowly getting up from my bed, wobbling in the process. "Hey ive got you." Nodded, I fully stood up. "We're gonna walk now. Hold onto me okay?" Ive never seen ghostbur like this. Naive yes, cheery yes, but never...serious? I dont know, normally he doesnt know whats going on.

I took a step forward, my legs having fallen asleep slightly. They still hurt, the burns still hot even after a few months.

We did this for awhile, getting used to walking again.

"Hey you did it! Do you think your up for going to lmanburg?" Ghostbur says, still holding me up. "Yeah, Lemme change real quick tho."

"Yeah but...you might fall." I chuckled slightly. "Im glad your worried, but i need to change. Ive been in the same cloths for weeks." He nodded, slowly letting me go. I wobble slightly at the loss of stability. "Ive got this."

I take one step twords my dresser,

Falling imidietly.

"Are you okay??" Ghostbur says, running twords my side quickly. "Yeah im good, just an idiot hehe." He shook his head. "No, your not an idiot. Can you stand?" I nodded. Ghosbur helped me to my feet.

"Help me to the dresser." I ask, chuckling nervously. He nodded, helping me walk to get cloths. "Didnt think it would be this hard to walk." I say, grabbing out something to wear. "I mean, you did hurt both your legs..." Ghostbur says, grabbing some blue and floating around the room.

"Yeah, and i havnt been using them for a month or two. Its just gonna be hard to reagust i guess..." I put the cloths I picked on the bed and looked at ghostbur. "Hey bur, can you leave the room so i can change real quick?" Ghostbur nodded, happily exsiting the room so i can change.

Putting on some old cloths i used to wear before the wars, i finish up and look at the box of sadness that was on the floor next to my bed. Ghostbur said he wanted to do something with it when I got better.

Knock kncok. "May I come in?" Ghostbur asks, standing on the other side of the door. The ghost walks in, immediatly gushing about my outfit. "Aww you look so cute!! The overalls and sweater combo really works for you!" I smile at the ghostly man. "Thanks. Say, didnt you want to do something with this when i got better?" I say, holding up the box. Ghostbur nodded. "We're gonna throw all your sadness away! Come on, lets go see lmanburg and throw out the sadness." The ghost grabs the box, and helps me out the door.

Exiting that old home felt like bliss. Something i never new i missed in these last months. To lmanburg then.

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