#please please I’m funny I crave validation

[angels-in-the-electric-chair]

YOU ALL KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS!!! ITS FREUDIAN DEFENSE MECHANISM TIME‼️‼️‼️

#tag urself i’m suppression #ap psych #sigmund freud #a thought #freud #please please I’m funny I crave validation

[starabxlla]

coquette winter inspired names 💫

•Noel

• snow

• holiday

• frostbite

•ice-on-the-windshield

• winter-depression

#laugh please I crave validation #I’m not funny I’m a actually so sorry you saw this #Also: slipping-on-slippery-sidewalks #lana del rey #girlblogging #it girl #girl interrupted #literature #just girlboss things #gaslight gatekeep girlblog #this is a girlblog #starabxlla #lana del ray aka lizzy grant

[hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf]

about the author

name: alura king

position: part-time porn author, aspiring milf

pronouns: she/her (alternatively try/me)

birthday: july 31, 1999 (age 24)

zodiac sign: leo (pisces moon)

height: 165cm (5’5”)

blood type: o

mbti: infp (or enfp, i tend to waffle. i’ve had to take it like three times)

ult groups: stray kids and ateez

ult biases: jisung and mingi

other faves: i listen to a ton but idek who all i’m invested in enough to list here 🥴 i’m more at home with third gen groups but some of these fourth gen groups kinda slap. idk. if you ask, i can tell you if i’ve heard of them and whatnot lmao

rules:

-NO ONE UNDER 18

-no politics (didn’t think i’d have to say that on a kpop smut blog-)

-no hate speech/bullying

-no asks/reqs with extreme kinks (literally anything that pushes the boundaries of legality, and also shit 😐)

-non-standard kinks are okay but do proceed with caution. i’m not gonna kinkshame anybody but if i’m uncomfortable with what you’re asking, i do reserve the right not to answer (that being said, we do appreciate tentacles and pegging in this household)

extras:

-if you’re looking for a place to write solely fluff or angst, this is not that place. i write erotica about grown ass men who don’t know i exist. angst and fluff come with the territory but i will not be writing extensive works with zero smut. that’s just not how we roll in the shire. if i’m gonna be sad, i’m gonna be horny while i’m doing it.

-my dms are open, don’t be a stranger! i don’t bite.

-if i write a shitty joke into a piece, i’m sorry (no i’m not), i’m just a deeply flawed being

-i promise i get your asks, it may just take me a while to get to them ❤️

-oh also i’m bi. that might be relevant

#alura speaks #about me #bio #please tell me i’m funny #i crave validation

[bigfatbimbo]

OK but now I want to know who you consider the "most" and "least" bratty of all the characters. Like a tier list from "most" bratty ro "least" bratty.

I have a vague idea of what my tier list would look like, but I'm very curious on how you would create yours!

a/n — OMG THIS IS LITERALLY SUCH A GOOD IDEA. I’m gonna go from least bratty to brattiest though because like… suspense?

Also only doing characters on my list and not including Rosie or Mimzy because.. i’m literally stumped. I tried, and i’m stumped.

ok so charlie is not bratty at all like, let’s be for real. The most trouble she’ll give you is saying like “oh, I have more work to do!” but she doesn’t put up much of a fight.

Sir pentious is definitely not a brat, that guy lives to please. He will not dare do anything to cause degrading words, he’d rather die for a third time.

I feel like Vaggie wouldn’t put up much of a fight either but I think she definitely would have trouble letting go and relaxing. Like it’s not the concept of a lack of power she’d bitch about just more like vulnerability issues?

Lute would be the same way. Like the only thing she would really be a brat about is if this scenario involves a sinner reader. Because then she’d be higher up but she definitely has no problems with being taken care of that would be super comforting.

Alright so Lucifer is a tough one because on one hand, he’s the king of hell and can be incredibly smug, but on the other hand he literally craves validation so hard he’ll cry over it. The only reason he ranks over Lute is because I think he’s a little snobby and it would show.

Husk would also def have trouble letting go because I think he usually gives in the bedroom. So yeah maybe a couple remarks and protests here and there but once he goes into subspace he shuts up.

Now that we are getting into more bratty characters, Alastor would definitely piss you off on purpose. Only because he thinks it’s entertaining to see you mad and he especially loves it when you fuck the shit out of him later for it. But I also think he really wants approval especially from a femdom because mommy issues.

Velvette I think would definitely be a brat. Like she’s ordering people around all day, yes of course it would transfer. She definitely pouts and whines when she doesn’t get her way with you but like you know how to please her so she goes into subspace after a while.

This guys a wild one. Vox is such a fucking brat it’s not even funny. He has this terrible need for power and he always falls flat on his face because let’s be real he was not meant to dom. He will try his hardest though and when he inevitably fails, he will whine like a bitch about it.

This guys not even on my character list but I felt the need to include him because he’s literally the brattiest one here. Adam will not give in for sooo long. He will absolutely start crying before he stops bitching and then he’d probably get embarrassed and start bitching even more to compensate. Yea, he takes the cake for the brattiest character.

a/n — ANYWAYS, I don’t think I missed any that I wanted to do, unless i forgot which is very possible. But I am curious to see your list too oh my gosh so make sure to get back to me on this one!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #dom reader

[melonchollychillie]

ROTTMNT MASTERPOST -

Oneshots/Funnies

Leo's misfortune

Don and Leo in the morning

Tea for the team

Little Times

Glitching Pupils

Dancing turtles

Be Back Soon AU

(On hiatus)

!TW- Blood, disassociation, lots of blood, swearing, violence, SH, probably horror aspects, hallucinations. !

I have no idea what I’m doing! But here’s my Be Back Soon AU part of this masterpost

It’s very obviously my first comic, so please bare with me while I figure out what I’m doing and hopefully make a story within the barriers of ‘ok’.

Be warned- I really love my angst

About- If Leo ended up stuck in the prison dimension for over a year while the others had 4 months to mourn.

Parts-

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 /

Inside a Timeless Cage

Cause I swallowed the bubble gum, these seven years will be pretty dumb.

Other

I have an ao3 account!

MelanchollyChillie

I wasn't sure if i should add it or not but its here ig if anyone is interested! :)

I post stuff on there sometimes (all rottmnt)

I hope for some friendly criticism but I wont tolerate any bullying please and thank you. (Whether its me or other people)

(Unless it isn't obvious i kinda hate everything i draw so please tell me what you think <:3 i crave validation)

[plantboiart]

Hello. List of what animals I believe each just roll with it pc I know would be. I am objectively correct but if you disagree please tell me anyways I crave other people’s opinions to steal.

Riptide

Jay: a bird, obviously. Saying she’s a jaybird is easy and low hanging fruit and extremely valid. Personally I think she’s maybe a corvid since very smart but also absolute fucking menace. Honestly? Could be a seagull. Loud and lives near water and also smart but also? Absolutely insane. Yeah sure I could say she’s something cool like an eagle or whatever but I think in our hearts we all know she’s a seagull.

Gillion: of course he is a sea creature! But what kind? Fish. More specifically? Swordfish. Of course. What else could he be (he could be a shark but shhhh im saving that one for later)

Chip: the bastard man himself! Which animals are the biggest bastards? Raccoons. Yes I am basic. He’s either a raccoon or a little dog. I am specifically thinking my mom’s 11 year old small dog who yells at men and tries to pick a fight with every single dog that is larger than her. That’s some Chip energy right there.

Goobleck: bro who knows like what the hell is that thing i do not. Hes whatever he ate most recently. Bros fursona is just straight up slime. He is an enigma.

Prime defenders (+Ashe I don’t care that technically he was just a guest he deserves to be here)

William: ravens, black cats, bats, butterflies, snakes, crows. All associated with death which makes sense for our little ghost guy! But of course we can’t forget wolves! He has two wolves inside of him after all. But also? He is not cool enough to be a wolf. That man is a black cat with a dream and sharp sharp claws.

Vyncent: I think it would be funny to call him a rat. Since he eats them. And also he just kinda is a rat. But no, I believe he is a deer. Don’t really know why, just….. vibes.

Dakota: my beloved son. He’s a yappy little dog. Bouncing all over the place and screaming at evil-doers. I believe in him.

Ashe: strong cat energy. Is william already a cat? Yes. But so is ashe. He’s like a fully gray cat with short hair :)

Apotheosis

Rumi/Elena: fox! Because Sunny :) also because I can’t really think of an animal that would be a good representation for an identity crisis

Peter: “lizard” no. Peter Sqloint is a mouse. Just a lil guy. I’m right fuck you he. Is. A. Mouse.

Thanatos: spider! Kinda scary and lots of people dont like but in reality just an awesome dude. Shoutout to my friend’s pet spider Mörkö I love them

Blood in the bayou

Rolan: shark!!!! Im right and i need to say it. That man is a fucking shark. I love sharks. Sharks are generally misunderstood as violent and evil but they are just lil guys. Fits Rolan being an evil alien monster but just also a lawyer. (Also i just really like sharks)

Rand: y’all ever cry about pigeons? How we domesticated them and then abandoned them when we didnt need them anymore? How they dont even know how to make proper nests because they didnt need to for so long? Yeah. Im normal about this campaign.

Kian: he’s so hard to figure out because like…….. honestly? In canon? Weve got no fucking clue what his personality is actually like. We dont get a single moment with all the masks off and just the person underneath. The closest we get is him admitting that hes not really a rockstar and even that is so short and just. Auehgeh. This is why im obsessed with him btw i love a mystery i know will never be solved. Also so much room for headcanons. Is he a cat? A butterfly? A dog? A snake? A songbird? A dove? Something else? I dont know!! Lets go with a moth

The suckening

They are all cats. I mean c’mon. Emizel is a feral street cat that hisses at everyone who gets too close. Shilo is an indoor cat with an anxiety disorder. Arthur is their mother. Im correct.

#just roll with it #jrwi #jrwi show #jrwi bitb #jrwi riptide #jrwi prime defenders #jrwi the suckening #jrwi pd #jrwi blood in the bayou #jrwi suckening #jrwi spoilers #im not actually sure if theres spoilers but just in case #jay ferin #gillion tidestrider #chip james #william wisp #vyncent sol #dakota cole #ashe winters #jrwi rumi #peter sqloint #jrwi thanatos #rolan deep #timothy rand #kian stone #emizel tucker #shilo bathory #arthur bennett

[some-pers0n]

Reread Escaping Peril and I forgot how annoying Cliff was. I’m trying to read about Peril’s attempts to break through the enchanted chain or her complicated relationship with Scarlet (despite being abused she still craves Scarlet’s phrase and validation) only to get interrupted. I know this is a childrens book about dragons and not a great epic but can we please focus on something more important for five seconds and have our Funny Toddler Compilation 2015 after the big fight.

I think Tui just really likes writing baby characters and, because she is a mother herself and has said that she based Cliff off her own son, she finds it a lot more endearing and cute. I think that's all well and good– I mean, look at me; I'm not without my own biases– however, I do think it's hit-or-miss. A good chance Cliff won't be as cool or cute to others. The same is true for the other dragonet characters.

#ask #f0x

[kyojurismo]

Emergency request!!

I’ve been really struggling with my self esteem and I was wondering if you could to a Sanemi x fem or Gn reader, where the reader is very self conscious about their body and don’t feel like their good enough for him? Like they kind of avoid wearing tighter clothes or getting undressed. Can be sfw or nsfw

Thank you 🙏 🫶🫶🫶

-🪐

# sanemi shinazugawa

tags : gn!reader, a bit suggestive in the beginning but nothing nsfw, comfort, low self esteem, mention of breakup ( yeah i’m dramatic alright ), not proofread.

a/n : hii <3 i kept it gender neutral so everyone can find some comfort ( at least i hope so hehe ). sending you a big hug and i’m sure you’re just having a “no” moment but i’m 100% sure that you’re beautiful both on the outside and the inside 🫂

it started when sanemi came back from a mission. he usually comes back super needy and craves you, like a hell of a lot. but, you didn’t wanted him to see your body.

“i’m not in the mood,” you murmured after breaking the heated kiss. sanemi stared at you for a moment, a bit taken aback since he was already lost in the feeling of your lips together. “uh… sorry what?” he shook his head a little, his big hands still holding your hips. “i uh, am not in the mood for… that,” you avoided looking him in the eyes, too scared he would try to have his way with you anyway.

wait… sanemi would never do that. why were you thinking that?

“mhm,” sanemi sat up and fixed his pants, sighing softly. “can we uh, cuddle then?” he scratched his neck awkwardly, not really used to ask for something like that. usually, he would just hold you and lay his head on your chest or your thighs, but this time something was telling him to ask for permission. “yeah,” you nodded and let sanemi hug you and hold you close.

he didn’t look too close at it then, because of course you sometimes wouldn’t feel like it and that’s totally fair and valid.

what caught his attention was the way you avoided showing too much skin around him, and the way you started opting for much larger clothes than usual. you never had too much trouble showing yourself to him, as sanemi always stated his appreciation clearly. but now something was completely different.

“i need to talk to you,” that’s what he said while sitting down in front of you, out of the blue.

he’s gonna break up with me.

that’s what you thought. you started to believe he finally grew tired of you avoiding him and all that, he was actually annoyed or even angry, he barely could stand your— “i think i’ve done something wrong and i’d like to apologise, but uh… the thing is, you see, i don’t know what it is,” his voice stopped the hurricane of thoughts going on inside your mind, as you focused on him now. “can you please tell me, so i can make it up to you?”

you found yourself crying, and that of course freaked sanemi out. your vision started blurring and then you were quick to wipe the tears away, already feeling your cheeks burning hot.

“u-uzui told me to approach you first, b-but if it’s wrong i will-i will kill him!” sanemi sounded nervous, worried about having ruined everything. which was funny, because you thought the same.

“n-no, it’s my fault. not yours,” you quickly shook your head, trying to calm down so he wouldn’t feel bad any further. “you should find someone more beautiful and funny, and with confidence…” you whispered and that made sanemi completely forgot about uzui and the shit he told him.

“baka!” his fist hit the ground and you looked at him in a swift. “what kind of bullshit are you entertaining yourself with, huh?” a frown appeared on his face.

at your silence, sanemi pulled you towards him and made you sit on his lap. “listen, alright,” his cheeks turned pink and you wondered what was the reason. “i like you for who you are, not your appearance. that came after,” he assured you. “i know you think that’s some shit phrase, but it’s true. i love you because you’re an amazing and beautiful person,” he cupped your cheeks and slowly caressed your skin with his thumbs, kissing your nose soon after.

“i like your chest, your stomach, your hips, your thighs… look at my skin,” he showed you his chest with a sense of pride. “i am the one who should question why you’re dating a man looking like me,” he let out a soft laugh, giving voice to his thoughts. “you’re beautiful, ‘nemi. they make you,” you offered him a smile, kissing the scar on his face.

“see? we’re both insecure in the end,” he tried to ease the atmosphere between you and you found yourself chuckling at his words, followed by him. “thank you,” you whispered before hugging him tightly. sanemi returned the embrace soon, realising he had been missing the feeling of having you this close to him.

“i thank the gods everyday because you’re with me.”

reblogs & comments are super appreciated! thank you for taking your time reading it, i hope you enjoyed it. have a good day / night <3

#📂 — writing !! #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #sanemi shinazugawa x you #sanemi shinazugawa x y/n #sanemi shinazugawa blurb #sanemi shinazugawa drabble #sanemi shinazugawa imagine #sanemi shinazugawa one shot #sanemi shinazugawa fanfic #kny sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic #demon slayer #demon slayer fanfic

[thebluestbluewords]

cinderellaverse?? In my 2024??

it’s more likely than you think!

(for context: the rotten ot4 are wildly codependent, Ben is possibly seducing them all via unreciprocated acts of kindness, and this takes place directly after the iconic Good Boy scene, only with some AU changes that aren’t ready to post yet).

(why am i posting this if no other context is finished yet??? Because I’m needy and crave validation. Next question, please).

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“Ugh,” Mal agrees. She looks mostly asleep still, which is understandable. “Weird. Did you eat yet?” 

Carlos lifts the napkin-wrapped bundle in his hands. “I brought food. To share. If you want.” 

This, predictably, gets Mal up. They’re far enough away from the isle that Carlos can almost believe that their parents aren’t lurking behind every dark corner of the castle, but not so far that they’ll turn down fresh food, even at stupid early hours.

“Berries?” 

“Yeah. Brought berries for you. And muffins.” 

“Evie wants chocolate,” Mal says immediately, stretching out both hands for the napkin-wrapped bundle. “And weird that Ben made you meet someone new. I thought we’d already been subjected to every princess-type in the school by now.” 

“Not a person. He made me meet a— a dog.” 

Mal stops with the muffins in her hands still outstretched. “Oh,” she says carefully, which is nice of her. Their Auradon education must be kicking in, or some shit. “And you’re not halfway home?” 

“I was. But Ben sort of—put the dog away and tracked me down? He was cool about it. We went over afterwards to check out the stables, cause he thought maybe it was like, just animals I don’t like, and they’ve got cats and stuff there. And the dog was on a leash, and he’s actually super tiny and not murderous.” Carlos shrugs, telegraphing the motion as much as he can. Which isn’t much. He’s supposed to be working on the whole expressing emotions thing. Even though it’s so much easier to shut down entirely whenever he feels an emotion. “So yeah. Still alive, still here! And Ben’s being weird.” 

“Weird how?” 

“Just weird. He was being all nice and stuff. D’you think he’s been bribed by Fairy Godmother to get info on us?” 

“Might be,” Mal agrees, tearing into her muffin. She’s unwrapped the whole bundle, and laid them out in an order that’s got to make sense in her head. (it shouldn’t make sense. They can’t afford to be predictable. Predictable is how you get your lunch stolen, or poisoned, or eaten by pirates who think it’s funny to take a perfectly rotten sandwich and swap it out for seaweed slime). “You should eat though. You didn’t tell him anything, right?” 

Carlos pulls a scrap off the cinnamon sugar muffin. It’s the one Mal’s put in his assigned spot, which is directly across from her own, with Evie’s double chocolate on the left and Jay’s lemon poppyseed on the right. He’s not really hungry, but it’s still too much to turn down food, so he rolls it between his fingers until half of the sugar falls off into the napkin, and the rest of it is compressed into the smallest possible ball of muffin flesh. He can eat a little piece of it, and then Mal will stop asking, and he can eat for real later. Once he’s alone. 

He pops the ball of muffin into his mouth. “No. Not really.” 

Mal shoves another mouthful of muffin into her mouth. She picked the blueberry one, and it turns the whole mess of it vividly purple as she chews. “Cool. He’s probably just being a royal brat then, trying to get some new intel for the gossip mill. But hey, it’s cool that he showed you the stables. Maybe next time we need to get to town you can steal us a horse, yeah?” 

Carlos snorts. He’s seen a horse now, and there’s no way they can get away with stealing something that big and ornery. Cars might be bigger, but they don’t bite and they don’t poop and they don’t have teeth the size of his fingers and a desire to bite through anything that looks even remotely like a carrot. “Yeah, no. Horses are fucking giant.” 

“I wouldn’t know,” Mal says casually. She throws one of her loose berries up so she can catch it in her teeth. Sometimes, when it’s just the four of them, Mal forgets to act human and does things like this. Things where she snatches treats out of the air with her teeth, when her neck bends in ways that a human’s shouldn’t, like she’s forgotten that she only has seven bones in her neck and not seventeen like a standard dragon. “Nobody ever wakes me up at the crack of dawn to show me cool shit.” 

Carlos wants to laugh and make this whole thing normal, but he’s fucking exhausted and the cinnamon sugar from the muffin is sticky on his fingers. He’s been trying to pull it apart carefully so that his whole hands don’t get covered in the crumbly topping, but that’s been working about as well as their escape plan so far, which is to say not at fucking all. “Yeah, yeah. He also made us run laps first, don’t be jealous.” 

Mal snaps her teeth. “I’ll be whatever I want. He didn’t do anything else?“ 

“Nope.” 

“You sure?” 

“Yes, mom. He just wanted to talk a bunch about how we’re settling in. And how we’re doing emotionally.” 

#emotions are really hard when you’re…. from the isle #(I haven’t worked on this section of this fic in genuinely ages and I’m HAVING THOTS AGAIN) #mostly about how these two are soooo bad at communicating #anyway on a totally unrelated note!!! #(I say. Lying.) #I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I am possibly. less than stellar at processing emotions. because of the way my brain is wire #which is to say #my husband (diagnosed autistic) #thinks I may also be on the spectrum #and i am choosing to make that a fictional character problem #so anyway specifically these two will be having an AWFUL time before I do some. toning down in the editing process. #this doesn’t get a real fic tag don’t look at me

[l0v3sickl0s3r]

forgot to tell y’all ‘tis my b-day today :3 please tell me i’m funny n shi i crave validation

#not a selfship #happy borthday #PLEASE I’M BEGGING #PLEASE #NEED VALIDATION #GIVE ME COMPLIMENTS #plz pookster 😻

[ratsoh-writes]

alrighty! Spare me i’ve only done this once :,)

A strength or i guess hobby is definitely reading! I can do that for fun but when forced it’s kinda like a form of torture? Hope that makes sense. Anyway! I cannot cook to save my life. Craft mac and cheese has been my victim many times of disappointed. I’m pretty clingy so not being able to hold or talk to my (match up person? S/O?) S/O for long makes me uncomfortable in a relationship. Although I’m great in comfortable silence, they just have to be there when i have something worth talking for.

A deal breaker would be distance and slow burns. Posible; yes, will it strain the relationship to the point of ending it; also yes. Also shit talking, it’s okay to evaluate a relationship based in evidence but not on he said she said crap. That’s a fast ick.

The most hot thing a person can do is compliment. No joke. My ass needs validation so bad it’s not even funny. Like:

“your eyes are really pretty” for example.

or something like that. It’s just kind and bashfully effective.

I wouldn’t say i’d like someone for items, but if i walk into your room and find a hint if ANY games or a bookshelf. Goodness gravy will i talk your ear off. I just wanna know your interests and stuff! :D Also if anything we’d know each other form similar interests

great Segway (back) to that by the way. I love animals, but most birds make scary aggressive feather flapping nosies and that’s fucking scary

You have to learn when a joke is to far. I can’t take a joke for long. Teasing and poking is fine but you gotta stop for a bit to let me cool down. I’ve never started a fight but definitely said some very hurtful things to friends because of this.

OH. I think this is probably a deal breaker for someone but I can be very mean when in public about noise. Like sugar i love you and all but please. The person your talking about is right behind you. Also someone who can stop me from buying myself out of a house. That’s important too

this si way to long sorry :,) <3

Hmm after much consideration I think I have just the skeleton for you…. GEARS! Nomadtale sans!

Gears is a diva, no sugarcoating it, but he’s not the mean sassy kind, he’s the “look how cute I am, and you too” kind! Gears is usually pretty positive about every one around him, and while he does tease, he rarely goes too far with it. He knows better than to crap talk about stranger in public at the least lol. Oh and give him compliments and he’ll compliment you back! It’s that easy!

Gears needs a lot of attention, so he’s great for a clingy SO. He craves affection, whether it’s in the form of gifts, snuggles or compliments, as long as his partners attention is on him enough each day he’s happy. You being around all the time is a bonus to him!

Gears is a game nerd! He loves creative games like Minecraft, any sort of open world, decorating games, things where he can let his artistic juices flow. So if you’re into any of these games as well, he’s great to play and talk with! And boy does he love to talk about things he loves

Being a nomad monster though means that gears is especially fragile compared to most monsters. So he gets defensive easily when picked up without warning, and is easily spooked when he feels unsafe. Gears isn’t someone you take to horror movies or sketchy areas

[fumifooms]

HarukAsa

I’m disappointed in the Chainsaw Man fandom. I can’t believe I have to embarrass myself by being the first one to say it. How can the world do this to me.

So like. Wouldn’t it be kinda interesting, wouldn’t it be kinda neat, to ship Asa and Haruka and see where it goes…

Ok so I’ve been holding it back for a few weeks. The first thing that drew my eye to this ship concept is that he was* pretending to be Chainsaw Man, so that gives Asa incentives to interact with him and from there a lot of fun scenarios can happen. Hruka’s personality is just being flamboyant and lying about himself to seem cooler, being a cold bitch as an authority figure and also being pathetic and cringefail. He’s just a highschooler that’s a hardcore Chainsaw Man fanboy and wants to be liked and respected and cooler but is just… A dumb teen. C’monnn he’s flamboyant and she wants to be invisible. He thinks he’s hot shit and she just wants to dig herself a hole to hide in. He’s the powerless & pathetic one that seems well-adjusted and she’s the messy war machine!! All I’m saying is that I like Haruka and I think harukasa would be funny and cute and maybe even heartfelt. Give me an Haruka character arc, canon, please, I beg. If you want more of my thoughts on him, here’s a post of mine theorizing!

WHICH. He *is* some level of smart, don’t get me wrong. He’s good at assessing situations and forming plans, as seen as how he directed people in the Aquarium crisis. The fact he freaked out after a couple days is fair, so did everyone else and not even Yoshida or Chainsaw Man were able to find any way out. Let the guy cry for his life. Anyways- so he’s kinda smart, plus he’s student council president so he’s supposed to have his shit together, AND he’s obsessed with a devil who’s a devil hunter. He’s the devil hunter club’s leader. I would not be surprised at all if as the page below implies Haruka would sus out Asa having a devil contract or even straight up being a horsemen. Famine’s on his team, who knows at this point.

So that’s even more fun scenarios harukasa can sprout!!! Also imo after how he talked to her at the Aquarium I don’t think Asa would feel very guilty over transforming him into a weapon… At first anyways, then she learns how much of a sad lonely loser he is and her heart is taken from then on. Just think about it!! The “oh mighty” devil hunting club president who’s actually pretty loser and his -surprise!- badass devil girlfriend who will protect him and carry him bridal style through the guts of a devil he got too close to and that she killed for him. You can sprinkle in so many flavors!! Do they bond over feeling lonely and outcast and stupid? Is there a lot of tension and dislike??! Is it chainsaw man superfan vs hater?! Does she lowkey crave his validation as her club president?! 

Putting the rest under a cut for space reasons but give this a chance please maybe… I am incoherent and desperate and us Haruka fans are so rare

Wow, look at this compilation of Haruka being love interest material!! /hj

Also he called her attagirl… Idk that’s just a fun pet name I think Asa would love it in general. Makes her feel competent and appreciated

Hehe look at him trying to make a grand introduction and getting interrupted, he’s so pissed and petulant 💕he prob feels powerless in his life in general and tries to compensate with his meager social status tbh

They even have a lil’ heart to heart!! Oh to be curled up in foetal position against the wall as your love interest is laying on the floor waiting for death in misery and all your walls of secrets and illusions of grandeur come down. There isn’t any sense of propriety or pretense left here.

All that I’m saying is that Denji is great but also Asa deserves a boyfriend that will be scared shitless of her devil form. Or actively want to kill her. Also his hair looks stupid.

ALSO. 

I mean….. I MEAN…….

Ok if I’ve not sold you on the aesthetic just think: wouldn’t it be funny. Imagine in an AU where Haruka hasn’t revealed he isn’t Chainsaw Man, Yoru is like “Ok whatever, your thing with Denji isn’t progressing with the plan, what if you try getting close to Chainsaw Man instead? Seduce him!” And the irony is ofc that she’s leaving Denji for a fake Chainsaw Man AND OH HOW GLORIOUS THAT WOULD BE. When the charade is blown and Haruka isn’t Chainsaw Man, maybe like he confesses it to her in a vulnerable moment when they officially become a couple, and then Yoru immediately turns him into a weapon even if Asa had started to like him. Or! Love triangle with Denji that’d be so funny. Maybe Haruka takes an interest in her once he sees her powers, wants to investigate or smth! 

Haruka is just a funny little guy that’s even more loser than Asa and Denji because he’s actually powerless and I want him to get into dangerous shit and freak out and then try to save face & look cool anyways, start having white hairs from stress at the age of 20 bc he can’t handle any of this shit and yet. He’s a clown for liking Asa but also I think it’d be a cute clown where he’d let himself be sillier and less important and whatever. Anyways!!!!! Fumi out, enjoy the food for thought 🤡

Asaden is becoming canon so I want to drive the car in a wild other & new direction! I don’t care about the tragic incredible well-written narrative!! Give me the crackship that somehow works!!

#chainsaw man #csm manga #haruka iseumi #asa mitaka #harukasa #asa x haruka #asa is just so shippable #i’m sorry guys i have a disease that makes me root for rarepairs #Csm manga spoilers #ship analysis #character analysis #sorta #lite version #fumi rambles #why is haruka highkey fit tho

[gayestpiano]

thoughts on self improvement

a couple of weeks ago, my friend got a message from a guy who had ghosted her a full year ago. he apologized and said that he had needed time to work on himself. they started hanging out again and the crazy thing is she told me that he did genuinely seem better: he was more confident, more self-assured, had gotten into his hobbies, etc.

this was kind of an insane thing to hear because he had done what i’ve been wanting to do for years: actually bettered himself. this sent me on a string of revelations about myself and i think i’m on a serious road to self-improvement like he was.

i sussed these things out in therapy and here’s what i realized: everything i do is a performance. i most obviously perform when i post [redacted], but i also performed on my normal twitter account, trying to be cool and cultured and posting things i thought my followers would like. i perform when i’m at the grocery store. i perform when i go to bars (however rarely that might be). i perform when i’m hanging out with friends. i’m the funny one so i was unconsciously always thinking of something funny to say to make people laugh but also to get them to validate me. i even perform in therapy.

my therapist asked me who the performance is for and the answer is sort of complicated: it’s for both others and for myself. i want others to perceive me in a certain way so i perform that for them. but when they laugh at my jokes or say nice things to me, that validates me in return so ultimately it comes back to me.

the thing is, though, that it’s sort of an empty validation. it’s not really a validation of me, it’s a validation of the performance. instead of being a person, i was craving applause after a play. i didn’t want people to like me, i wanted them to like the performance i was putting on. (i deactivated my twitter that night because not only was it a cesspool but i didn’t even enjoy what i was supposed to be enjoying.)

i’ve always tried to be an ideal version of myself to please whoever happens to be in my life. dressing how my friends told me was acceptable, tailoring my interests to match those of my peers, trying to get good grades to make my parents proud of me (notice how these aren’t necessarily bad things to want. this makes it harder to realize that i’m acting in others’ interests). i’ve noticed that i’ve basically never done anything purely for myself. it’s always in service of others or influenced by others. i’ve lost sight of who i actually am.

this is the scary part. i don’t really know who i am. i have to strip everything away and build myself from the ground up without the pressures of other people.

i’ve had some pretty bad body dysmorphia in my life and i’ve never really been happy with my body. i’ve wanted to be slim and toned for years. but now i’m starting to think about why i want that. it’s what i find attractive but how much of that is influenced by society and (more recently) gay culture?

this also ties in to my issues with executive dysfunction and lack of motivation. when there’s nobody around me to tell me what to do or, importantly, expect me to do things, i lose all motivation and interest.

i’m always afraid of giving myself credit for things because i don’t want people to think i’m conceited. i recently wrote down things i like about myself and it was genuinely hard to acknowledge my strengths as a person without a hint of irony.

this is why genuine self-improvement is so difficult. i’ve always heard people “working on themselves” without ever really acknowledging what that means. it’s difficult to consider what i thought were innate thought patterns and figure out if i’ve been influenced to think that way. to figure out what i actually want and then take steps to achieve that. to rethink what makes me “me.”

my therapist and i talked about re-framing my life to put me at the center rather than other people. doing things because i want to and not because i think others want me to. finally stopping the performance. this will be hard work but i’m up for the challenge.

#you absolutely do not have to read all of this #i just wanted to make an actual blog post for the first time literally ever

[stratospherewalker]

The Knight On A Hill

Sometimes, she thinks she is a knight on a hill.

She doesn’t know what she is guarding, of course. To turn around would be to drop her guard.

But she thinks that she is guarding happiness.

Her happiness.

So, she works diligently, day and night. She takes little rest

(Even though she frequently gets a full night’s sleep. Funny how she is never rested.)

She was told that happiness lies in oneself.

She doesn’t ask herself how it is possible that a person could be happy with oneself. There is always something to change, something to fix. To be satisfied is to fail.

She was told that the boys would like a big ass and bigger boobs, so for a lot of her childhood, that was all she wished for.

(She didn’t tell anyone, though. Not even herself. She was content in her books, in her horses, in her singular friend to run around with on the elementary school playground.)

(Maybe, if a boy liked her, he would give her a hug, one that wouldn’t be cut short due to the crying and screaming of her little siblings. One that would be all her own. And his. She wouldn’t take it away from him.)

She was told by her father that the boys would say and do anything to get them to have sex with her. At first, she didn’t believe it. Why would anyone want to have sex with her? She was boring, bookish, and she craved validation.

(She got all straight A’s. Her teachers complemented her. Her parents expected it of her. Except they didn’t really. They certainly didn't expect it of her siblings. She understood why, of course. Everyone's different. Sometimes, though, she wished she were held to expectations so that she would be praised when she met them.)

(That was okay, though. She expected it of herself because excellence was the only option.)

At this college, she made many new friends.

It took her a while to realize that they wanted her around and missed her when she was gone.

(Sometimes she still doesn’t believe it.)

Now, she pours herself into academics and extracurriculars.

She is a part of an academic team, in these extracurriculars.

She tried to prove that she was worthy, but all she did was earn pity, especially from her coach.

(“You were one of the first people I put on A Team for this scrimmage. In fact, you’re one of our best attorneys. You get shit done.”)

But she still tried.

(“Your friends are worried about you. You’ve been pretty quiet today, is everything okay?”)

She tried and tried and tried.

(“I promise, this team member won’t be on your team. I’ll speak to them about what they’ve said to and about you. Thank you for telling me.”)

But it didn’t seem to be enough.

(“I put you on the B Comp team because we needed a double attorney, and you were the only one I could trust.”)

No matter how much work she put in, it wasn’t enough.

(“I didn’t make you a Captain because I thought you wouldn’t be able to handle the stress. Let me know if it becomes too much.”)

So, she worked harder.

(“I can only help if I know there’s a problem. If you had told me about this team member before, I could have dealt with it better. I can’t kick her off the team, she’s trying to put in some work, give her a second chance. Get your team together and there will be a vote, later.”)

She didn’t wait for permission from her captains to plan or work on things.

(“Wow, that’s amazing!” One of her captains would cry, triumphantly. “You’ve already done all of this? I’m so incredibly lucky to have you on my team.”)

But she got the feeling…

(“If it comes down to it, I’ll drop this in a heartbeat.” “This is just an extracurricular.” “I asked to be on B team because I didn’t want to have so much work to do.” “So did I.” “So did I.”)

…that at the end of the day…

(“Please let me know if I’m stepping on your toes, I’ll pull back immediately.” Two nods in return.)

…her drive wasn’t shared.

(“Girl, you need a drink or a Xanax or something.” “Do you need to be tranquilized? Blink once for yes.” “Come on, Mock Trial wine night. We’ll get some stuff done and then we’re drinking.” “Wow, she’s drunk and she’s still editing her work, Jeez.”)

Only she needed excellence.

(No one noticed the tears in her eyes at the statements. Yes, someone, please make her good enough to be wanted, appreciated, loved. She’d laugh it off and go along with it, her hands shaking with anxiety the whole time.)

For everyone else, it was a hobby.

The knight on the hill hoped that there was happiness behind her.

Because if there wasn’t…

What was all of this for?

#poetry #of some sort #sorry for being depressing #anxiety #mock trial #posting this here because I can't say it in person #short story

[turown]

a dream made me feel pathetic

[F23] I've always had this guy whom I've known since I was a kid and we are the same age. For some reason, he's the only person I've been craving (male) validation for. I know he doesn't think about me anymore and it's not like I'm in love with him. I just thought he was the smartest guy I knew and I've always wanted to impress him. Is it romantic love? I don't think so. He's currently in a relationship with a really pretty and intelligent girl now and I'm fine with that. I've fallen in love with other people after I met him but somehow, he's became the blueprint. Subconsciously, the people I choose or catch feelings for are so similar with his character and traits. It's always the smart, arrogant (not the extremely annoying type), and funny people I fall for. It's embarrassing to admit but I've been single my whole life -- no serious relationships.

We weren't a thing before or anything (but we became really close when we were in 9th grade and I think I caught feelings in that time only) and after that, I somehow patterned the people I fell in love with, from him (as if I'm projecting). I can't escape it and I eventually end up getting hurt. Every single time.

I can never help myself not be attracted to these types of people.

The big problem now is I had an extremely specific dream about him and it felt so real. I've never felt this way about a dream before and I feel so broken and pathetic about it when I woke up. (Please keep in mind that I've never thought about him in months or years. I just saw a facebook post he shared yesterday and that's it.)

What I remember is this:

It started with me entering a clinic where he was a doctor. (Context: he's currently in med school so I guess there's that)

It's been at least 5 years since I last saw him irl and in the dream. He was wearing a white coat and I went I think there for a check-up. When he saw me, his eyes lit up and it's like he's been waiting for me for years. We don't look old, I think were about 25-27 y/o in there.

Then, he brought out a transparent plastic bag with table setting candles and decorations made out of crepe paper -- like arts and crafts type thing.

It took me a while to realize what this was, but apparently years ago in that dream, I posted something on facebook about wanting to do that particular arts and crafts with someone and he remembered it. He's been waiting to do it with me.

It's his way of asking me out in that dream and I was ecstatic. I've never felt happier and seen by someone, especially by HIM, like this before. He said they've (the girl I was talking about) been broke up for months already. We spent more time together in that dream and I was so happy. Then I woke up.

Am I in love with him all these years without realizing it? I guess I don't really need advice but I'm trying to look for people who's had the same experience or going through the same thing. I can't tell this even to my closest friends because I'm terrified they'll think I'm pathetic for overthinking about this because all of them have been in relationships.

Someone (not a relative or friend) truly accepting and loving my for all I am is still such a foreign concept to me and this is unfortunately the only way I got to experience it. It's really is nice, no wonder people go crazy when they fall in love. Sometimes, my friends pity or joke about me still not being able to experience that and I don't want to add more to that. They always tell me that they can't imagine me being with anyone (because I've been single for so long) and that hurt.

I think I just got lonelier and I can't focus on doing anything productive today. I woke up feeling more tired than I was before I went to sleep.

[wilburzgutz-inactive]

12 year old boys           lesbians

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         technoblade and tommyinnit

#please tell me i’m funny #please i crave validation #/j #mcyt #dream smp #technoblade #tommyinnit