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skitskatdacat63 · 7 months
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Cannot stop thinking about how Fernando was the first one to hug Seb after Monza 2008:
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good-beanswrites · 8 months
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Hello! Are you still doing requests for the drabble game? (If not it's still okay!!)
I've been browsing the milgram tags and I keep seeing your drabbles here and there and I've been so in love with each and single one of them. You characterize them in a way that feels so canon I wish it was actually real. Your stories are such a delight to read!
I'd like to request Lies + Kazui and Yuno, or Kazui with anyone really. He's been a liar through and through and I'd like him to talk with someone about it, and Yuno's the only other prisoner who can truly understand him. Especially with Kazui's trial going on and him leaning guilty, he would be more antsy than usual. (But if there's another scenario you'd like that's totally fine as well ^^) Thanks!
Aww thank you so much, I'm so glad you enjoyed! :D And thank you for the request, these two are so interesting !! I imagine that Kazui can tell from the voices he hears that he's leaning guilty, or at least very close in the middle. Here's him and Yuno, following an instinctual lie that she just can't leave alone...
“I’m doing fine,” Kazui said, perfectly accustomed to lying about himself. He was used to putting on a smile when his insides were yanked into knots. He was used to ignoring signs under the surface for the sake of others. There was one thing he wasn’t prepared for, though, and that was Yuno Kashiki.
“Mmm, no you’re not.” She said matter-of-factly. She braided her hair in a complex pattern, hardly even looking at Kazui. Instead, her eyes stayed fixed on the tiny handheld mirror she’d propped up on the table in front of her.
It wasn’t the first time she’d caught him in one of his lies. She’d been merciful in the past, allowing the group to laugh it off and move on. Now, in private, she seemed much less forgiving. She wasn’t the only one in an unforgiving mood (which, conveniently, brought him back to the root of the problem.)
“What are you doing with your hair?” He peered over from behind. “It looks nice -- what’s the occasion?”
Her voice lilted as she said, “oh, well I’m so glad you asked! I’m celebrating the day that prisoner number seven tried and failed to hide his true feelings from me after I asked him oh-so politely how he was doing!” 
He returned her smile with a pained one. “I’m not hiding anything. I’m doing as well as any other prisoner. Better than most, for that matter.”
She returned to her task. “That’s a pretty low bar.”
“Heh, I guess.”
“So? What’s eating at you?”
“Just annoying young women who can’t leave an old man alone…” 
He thought they could leave it at that. Yuno disagreed. 
“Come on, it’s just us. Be honest.”
After a pause, he furrowed his brow. “Why?” 
Yuno wasn’t the nosy type. She could have probably gone through all three trials without knowing a single thing about the others’ sins. She’d been even more solitary this trial, forgoing the usual gossip and conversation. For some reason, she seemed unmovable on this request.
She caught his gaze through the mirror. He could only see one of her eyes, but from her angle she probably saw most of his face. “Because it hurts, to lie.”
It did. It had hurt for years. Even when his act became second nature, when the words flowed easily and his body moved without pause, the truth was still somewhere deep inside trying to eat him alive. Here in Milgram, he continued to feel its ache. Now, on top of the same old lies, he was trying to play the part of the calm and collected adult. Yuno was right about the bar being low -- the prisoners were in a sorry state. He had to be strong for them. She herself wasn’t doing well; despite the airs she put up, she was struggling just as much. (She wasn’t the only one who could pick up on someone else’s well-worn mask.)
So he couldn’t be honest and falter in front of her, either. Aware that his silence would be equally telling, he asked, “are you speaking from experience?”
“I’m not letting you change the subject,” Yuno pursed her lips, “but I’ll never miss an opportunity to talk about myself.”
She shifted in her chair, now turning away from the mirror to look at Kazui. He was taken aback with how smoothly the confessions spilled from her. “Yes, I know firsthand what it’s like. I know how much it hurts to lie to someone who loves you. I know what it’s like to wait until the last moment to say something, realizing it’s too late, and you’re screwed. I’ve had to cover up my pain in front of others, pretend like it’s all fun and games when it’s clearly not. And most of all, I know what it’s like to be caught in the middle of the warden’s judgment.”
“I don’t know what you mean.” He did. 
Being named guilty is the worst fate for a lot of reasons. The thought of being forgiven, though, felt worse. There was no winning. Just another thing to claw at him from the inside out.
“It hurts, Kazui. I know you feel it. I realized how much all that secrecy tore me apart inside, so I came completely clean to the warden during my interrogation. I thought maybe it could help you, too.”
His expression softened. As much as Yuno wanted to be independent of this whole situation, there was always a part of her that wanted to treat others right. Seeing her intentions were pure, he felt himself relax under her gaze. 
“Telling them the truth… and being forgiven afterwards… will it help this ache, then?” He placed a hand on his chest. It was easier to direct his questions at her, but it was clear he was curious about his own fate. “Do you feel at peace now? Can you forgive yourself?” 
She turned back around. Her eye watched him from the mirror once more. 
“Yes,” she told him, and Kazui knew he wasn’t the only liar here.
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apocalypse-boi · 9 months
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Just finished Good Omens 2. I feel bullied.
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glad i put a whole 8 inches of bedding in the enclosure just for this little ding dong to completely clear out a cubby of bedding and then go to sleep
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chooey · 1 year
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kinda came out (?????????) to an old middle school friend i dont really keep up with much i dont know if that was wise
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trashbaget · 1 year
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#nevermind i was just sleep deprived and being dramatic lmao#he’s just some guy#bro he is#he is so fucking cute it’s not funny anymore#he’s attractive as hell and such a snazzy lil dresser#he always makes me laugh and our inside jokes are incomprehensible in the best way#i get so much pure joy just from talking to him that it’s just a little barbaric#i just want to know what his hand feels like with his fingers locked in mine#i want to hold onto him and spin around in his kitchen making food and minding his cats weaving through our legs#i want to curl into him on the couch and watch movies and put my head in his lap so i have to crane my neck up and around to see him properl#i want to lean into his personal space and look at his lips and not be afraid that i’m doing something i shouldn’t#i want to crash into him at the end of a long day and just be in his arms and listen to the sweet hum of his lungs hold me like a lullaby#god i just want something to HAPPEN#because things are always fucking HAPPENING between us but nothing’s HAPPENED to make me Know it isn’t all in my head#like we pretty hellkin much went on a date going for a walk in the woods and then watching a movie afterward#in the words of a friend: you dont watch corpse bride alone with someone after going on a walk in the woods. not platonically.#another friend was breaking out shit theyd noticed from LAST YEAR that makes them think he’s into me#my friends are pretty convinced that he’s into me and that just……that kinda fucks me up bc what if he doesnt? howd ALL these ppl get duped?#i guess i never realized how close we really were already which. does that >really< say anything…?#was this a didnt know what was right in front of me situation?#are we getting to the chorus? to the climax? to the thick of things?#what is Happening#what is happening between us#what are we doing what are we becoming is there anything really here
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snekdood · 2 months
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i hope every squirrel that tries to dig in my pots gets poked by the rusty fuckin chicken wire and gets tetanus and dies 😌😌😌😌😌😌🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
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caruliaa · 7 months
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someone else when theyre in a thinking of someone as their best friend when they dont think of them that way contest and their opponent is me
#im such a champion in this catagoryy i thought i cldnt top myself but with the person i saw as one of my closest friends#and my best friend telling me im not their best friend and they dont want to be close anymore#im rly setting the world record in being stupid and niave enough to be so attached to#people while being needy and stupid enough for them to not be as attached to me 😻😻😻😻#ykw im not doing it anymore! ill stil try to have close friends and ill make it something clear about me#so i dont do to anyone what was just done to me people know ill never think of them as their best friend before theyd ever consider it#but im not fucking. im not putting myself through being so attached to others just to get let down#and idc ik its soo sad poor sweet optomistic person we all love to have as a friend#so we can benefit from their kindness but wed never think of as closely as they think of us is gone#ik its soo sad for all of u tht im not just some stupid kindness spout that wont turn of anymore#but im just done with its not worth it. im always the one getting hurt and im done getting close enough to let it happen again#AND WHO GIVES A SHIT. NO ONE CARES. WHATS THE POINT#THE PERSON WHO I WANTED BY MY SIDE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE#DIDNT EVEN WANNA STAY BY MY SIDE FOR THE WEEKS LEADING TO MY STUPID BIRTHDAY#WHAT EVEN MATTERS ANYMORE. DEFINATLY NOT ME WHATS THE POINT#TELL SOMEONE YOUR MOST. THE TYPE OF THING THATS SO SCARY TO ADMIT TO ANYONE#AND THEY JUST GET RID OF YOU WHEN LIFE GETS DIFFICULT AFTER YOU OFFER TO MAKE IT EASIER#WHO CARES. who cares. whatever im so mad and scared and empty and upset and just#idl how im ever gonna get through this. its just too much to even feel or deal with#flappy rambles#vent
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pharos-ryoji · 9 months
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My sorcerer is level 17 now and I just can't believe how far she's come over the course of the campaign 😭 genuinely shocked she's still alive after hitting 0 hp so many times, but now my bb girl has a Wish. How far she's come <3
#personal#i havent really posted other than reblogging in so long but reminder that i love my girl more than anything#shes perfect and shes been through so much but is actually starting to think she can survive everything thats coming#session 12 she made a deal that she assumed would end in her death but so much has changed#she would absolutely sacrifice herself for everyone else though and has so many parallels that woudld make it a perfect ending#but shes finally believing in and hoping for a chance to survive#also ok i know people say theres nothing more boring about other peoples dnd characters but im gonna ramble#a long time back she got a wish from a deck of many things#and she wanted to use it to revive her father but was scared of the partys reaction#early campaign he was under the influence of bbeg and nearly killed arcie before she was forced to kill him#so she wasnt sure how theyd take him being back and didnt#eventually she was able to revive him another way#but shes regretted not using the wish ever since#and back at level 12 the dm joked that if we hit level 17 hed give me one free wish AND HE HELD HIS END OF THE BARGAIN#and arcyril went to her father and offered him the wish#it was just such a big moment for her chatacter and im still soft over it#even more sweet is the fact that he told her to use it to come back alive#and just ugh these two have come so far and it makes my heart full#anyways gonna go think of ways to use this wish#this girl is everything to me and im so sad the campaign is ending soon#im not ready to leave her
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the-record · 5 months
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COWBOYS LIKE YOU
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SYNOPSIS: you should stop letting her through that door
PAIRING: cowboy!abby x reader
WARNINGS: a touch of homophobia
A/N: this isnt great, and makes me sad, but i like it!! trying to be a little less dialogue focused
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“do you have to go?” your voice is soft as abby lets the question linger in the air. “i hate it when you leave. its lonely.”
her fingers slide carefully up and down your arm and she sighs. “im sorry angel.” abby wraps her arms around you and pulls tight, trying to get you as close as possible. “you know it ain’t safe for us out there though.”
you knew she was right, seen first hand just what people think about sappho and her friends. felt the rage and anger that came when two women who just loved each other.
these nights with her were nice. the sun still going down and the heat with it. crickets started their song and birds finishing theirs. you had pulled the sheets up halfway when it cooled, the sweat on yalls skin disappearing with the breeze.
abbys nails were kept short always, but theyd begin to grow out and were gently scratching at your skin. her hair had finally grown out again and you twisted it around your fingers.
when you’d found her that night, you had to bring her back. clean up her hair, her wounds, her clothes. you couldnt leave a sweet thing like her out in the cold to die. or the boy that was with her. you never did see him again, but it meant more time just you and her.
“i can stay one more day. but then i ought to get back on.” she pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead. “you get some rest now, let me make us somethin’ warm and good for dinner.” you whine as she untangles herself from you, but only laughs before leaving the room.
you don’t remember when you nodded off, but you do remember waking up to something smelling good. she stumbled in with a tray full of plates and cups. she smiled when she saw you sit up.
“well good mornin’ sunshine.” you rolled your eyes as abby settled in beside you. “now, no more of that attitude, not when i made you somethin’ nice.”
you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “now i know good and well that you, abby anderson, are not talking.” she returned the eye roll, albeit not very well. “now what is on my menu tonight mrs anderson?”
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abby always left without warning, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. but you always managed to make a move on from her, prepared with the fact that she may never be back for you.
you tended to the farm, your cows. made breakfast and dinner each and every day, sweet tea and lemonade for the hot afternoons. you did afternoon tea in the ladies parlor on saturdays and church on sundays. you kept on the way you always did, never missing a beat.
until a fateful cool evening when someone came knocking on your screen, scaring you half to death as you stirred beside the stove. you sighed as you made your way to the door, wiping your hands on the apron you had on.
you nearly tripped over your own feet seeing abby at your door. took everything in you not to rush and pull her in.
she was different than when you last saw her. new clothes, hair in a loose braid, cuts and blood all over. but you didn’t yet even open the door, she had much to say first.
“before i even start, know how sorry i am. know i didnt mean for it to be this long.” she winced as she leaned on her other leg. “i wanted to come, truly i did, but ive been running all over hell’s half acre. i had business.”
you huffed, pulling the door open and taking her with you to the kitchen. “im so sorry angel, please talk to me.” you sat her down on a stool before heading back to your dinner. “what do i need to do to make it all better?”
she quieted down when you didnt respond, watching you cook. she always loved watching you do household things. made her feel right at home again.
she smiled when you sat her bowl down infront of her, stopping and staring with a frown. she wanted to tell you how pretty you were but held off, you scared her quiet a bit. her hands moved to your hips but you slapped them away and grabbed the wet rag she hadnt noticed.
“eat your damn food.” she slowly spooned the meal into her mouth as you wiped at the old cuts on her face. she winced and pulled away but you pulled back. “stop movin’ when im tryna fix you up.” she nodded as softly as possible.
when you finished, you took the rag and half finished plate with you, pulling the fork from abbys mouth. “go wash up, you will not be dirty in my house.” she nodded, though you weren’t looking, and left to the bathroom.
the plate sat on the counter as you heard her harsh steps up your stairs. you held your head in your hands and took a shaky breath.
you didnt expect her to come back. figured it was final this time. and you certainly didnt expect her at your door like that. you had to pull it together though, couldnt let her see you like this.
you washed up and wiped the kitched till it was spotless before heading upstairs to abby. she was still sitting tending to her wounds when you found her. “you’re doing it wrong.” she dropped what she was doing and slouched. “let me.”
you were gentle with your touch, knowing it was always what she needed. she lived such a hard life that sometimes she needed a gentle touch, some loving. “what in the god damn world did you get yourself into this time?” abby sniffed and you looked up for the first time.
“i hate going out there. i dont wanna anymore.” you hushed her, pulled her close. “can i stay?”
“you can do whatever you want.” you kissed her face, running your fingers through her hair. “im here no matter what you decide.” she nodded and squeezed your hand. “now let me fix up these stitches. you have no idea what your doing. bless your heart.” she laughed softly and you copied. “seriously though, sit still for me.”
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“im sorry i always leave.”
it was a quiet night. crickets too tired to so much as hum, and the cow sleeping to forget the chill of the dark. the house had a chill but you and abby huddled to ignore it. it was peaceful. you missed this peace.
you hummed in response, leaning on her chest to see her face. “so don’t.” but she said nothing. did nothing. “abby…”
she shook her head. “im sorry.”
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taintedtort · 1 year
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prompt ✧ petnames theyd call you
characters ✧ childe, albedo, kazuha, xiao, wanderer
warnings ✧ gn!reader, none!
a/n ✧ wrote this while high
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CHILDE
✧ baby/babe
yes, common and kind of boring, he‘ll admit that, but the name just flows past his lips effortlessly. the first time he called you by it, he didnt even notice. honestly, you almost didnt either, thanks to his completely nonchalant behavior, but once you actually heard his words repeated back in your head a deep blush fell onto your face. you didn’t bother commenting, not wanting him to take it back and not say it again.
“hey baby, hand me that will ya?“
ALBEDO
✧ sweetheart
its a sickly sweet name, and you honestly didnt expect it when he first decided to call you it. you‘d thought he‘d go for a more common one, most likely one he‘d seen in books, but no. you dont dislike the name in any means, when he says it in such a light tone, trying to gently get your attention, you can’t help but smile with pink cheeks.
"sweetheart, i could use your assistance.“
KAZUHA
✧ my love/love
he sees it as poetic. of course, he didn’t call you this until well after the two of you had said those three special words to eachother. honestly, he doesn‘t verbally call out to you very often, so whenever he does the nickname brings butterflies to your stomach. he knows this, obviously, and will intentionally try and get a reaction out of you. it always works, especially after he follows up with a nice compliment.
"my love, you‘re the most breathtaking thing i‘ve ever laid my eyes on.“
XIAO
✧ honey
sometimes people tease him for it, saying it makes the two of you sound like an old married couple. not that you minded the thought at all, in fact you quite liked the idea of being married to xiao. he‘s a great boyfriend, and you‘re sure he‘d make a great husband too. however, much like kazuha, he doesn’t call you out very often. its really cute when he‘ll lightly scold you while using your petname.
"honey— you could get hurt, please stop.“
WANDERER
✧ a variation of your name
he‘s not big on cute, coupley nicknames, he thinks they‘re unnecessary. and since you like to shorten his name(s) and make weird different versions, he figured he‘d do the same. if you already have a short name, he‘d call you by the first letter. sometimes if you call him by a stupid petname, he‘ll repeat it back to you with a mocking tone while rolling his eyes.
"hurry up, babygirl.“
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mossdoesartshit · 2 months
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extermination day extermination always irritated vaggie. She had developed a major dislike of it upon being dropped into hell for showing mercy, which shouldve kept her in heaven than get her booted out, but she had found the love of her life here, so she couldnt complain. After the battle during the old hotels time, the exterminations had become far more erratic. sometimes theyd be only a month or so away, sometimes over a year. she had no doubts it was entirely because of lute, which she wasnt too fond of, but what could vaggie realistically do, her old sister in arms had always been a bit of a nutcase. besides, she had bigger fish to worry about right now. she and charlie were doing a headcount of people who had been in the hotel that day, (alastor, husk, nifty, the usual people, along with some hopefully quests to be) and there was one person distinctly missing "do i have to go get him?" vaggie asked, exasparated "come on please? he should be somewhere on the upper floors, i saw him walking up before the bell rang loud, besides you always have your weapon on you!" charlie begged, earning agreed mumblings of the others "If Safety Is Your Concern, Trust Me Vaggie, I Will Be Able To Handle Any Possible Nuisances While You're Getting Mister Bleeding Heart Back" alastor piped up, with that sickeningly sweet grin of his. She rolled her eyes, and groaned out a soft "fiine" as she moved to go up the hotel. Thank Fucking Lucifer that he had installed an elevator into the hotel, because boy howdy if vaggie had had to walk up the flight of stairs just to get Adam she would not have even considered it. Eventually, she found him on the roof, watching the carnage. "come on Adam, i know youre probably so fucking hard about all the destruction and shit, but you wont be safe from them killing you" Adam didnt turn to look at vaggie, instead closing his wings around himself as best he could, and "I can still recognize them you know" "huh?" with one wing, adam pointed down to two exterminators "that right there is lyre, ruthless as ever, but she has that methodical work flow, kind of like a dance. i think they partnered her with a newbie, which is good- well. bad, but. good from a combat standpoint- because she'll get good pointers at the end" vaggie looked down at the next group of exterminators that adam pointed to "over there is janatha, still fumbling with her stabs and pierces as ever. shes in a bigger squad, but they always worked well together, even if theyre a bit chaotic" an explosion blew up relatively near them, and adam looked over to it with sluggish movements "must be lute... say vags-" "vaggie." "-vaggie, do you remember flute?" "huh? you mean lutes sister?" "mmhm, lutes always been pretty ruthless, but that can leave her open at the back, flute would have covered her but. i think she was killed a few exterminations ago, the one that weapons dealer got. i think theyve tried to pair her with others but i always see her alone" vaggie stood there stunned "i. didnt think you were telling the truth when you said you recognized me. i thought you'd been bluffing or that lute had told you, given..." "well, thats the view souls have of me i suppose. liar down to a t. but i do recognize all of them. i just regret that my blind rage cost the lives of several of them and... lutes arm" another explosion closer to them alerted vaggie to grab adams shoulder "come on, charlies going to get worried if you keep me standing here, cant have you getting killed now that shes done so much work on you" "whatever you say vaggie" adam said, solemnly looking behind to where theyd spotted lute, before walking with vaggie to the elevator to get to the more bunkered area
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fruit-salad-ship · 1 year
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eh heh heh heh some dumb teenage ranger antics, because we've mostly had a "gay experience" that was a turning point.
Ranger days would have some fun little moments, the whole dorms having sleep overs that Peach does everything to avoid. She's the unsocialised creature in the mix, and the other students try hard to get her to come sit in the common room with them and play stupid games. They've nabbed a bottle of something boozy, all of 16 just vibing one friday night as a group. Everyone gets along, everyone execpt Peach, who only left her room to get a drink, leaning down into the fridge to her stash of juice.
When she stands back up, everyones looking at her s shes drinking from a carton mindlessly, notably Plum who'd stayed very quiet, sat quite stiffly opposite where she's standing.
"What?" A short sharp bark, not comfortable with the eyes on her. One student points to the bottle on the floor, one end pointing to her, the other end to Plum. Peach has no clue what this is about, not until several other classmates grab her grinning, laughing, joking around in a harmless way, something she's not comfortable with, extremly outnumbered as shes shoved into a closet. She stumbles, turns to try to get out, but the doorway has her rival being pushed inside too, managing to catch herself as the door is shut behind her, this tiny space feeling all the smaller now.
"What the hell is this? Some dumb teenage hazing or?" Peach wasnt even able to keep her juice, someone took it from her in the chaos. Its just them in this stupid storage closet, too close, plums only JUST taller than her, can feel her somewhere close, both trying to stay as far apart as this tiny space allows for. "Its a game, got seven minutes in this place before they let us out." stated matter of factly, folding her arms defencivley. "Whats the point? Sounds like a waste of time, theres nothing to even do in here, why do you people play this junk?"
How was Plum suppose to explain this? The situation was already awful. First theyre paired up in class, teachers thinking they need more time working together to get past their clear rivalry, encouraging teamwork with the threat of failing them if they didnt learn to function as a coherent unit, and now this. "People usually just mess around in here, you know like, make out and stuff. Go figures you dont have a clue, never spent a day with people your own age I swear." She wasnt too far from the truth, waiting for some witty response, getting nothing. In the dark of the closet she struggled to see the shorter ranger trainee, catching just a hint of expression. "Are you...embarrased?" The teasing tone in her voice prompted Peach to snap back quickly. "No!" A clear yes, feeling Peach reach past her for the handle to the door, trying to get free. Course theyd locked it, there was no give at all in her attempts.
This was all too delicious, normally Peach was collected and calm and if anything angry, not at all nervous. Maybe it was the overly sweet super cheap booze she'd been drinking with the others, or the weird need to chase this power trip, but Plum was kind of intrigued. "It's kind of weird seeing you handle something so badly." She took a strategic step forward, close enough for the pair to feel eachothers heat coming off their skin. Peach backed up, tried at least, only finding the back wall and an uneven footing due to a broom she hadnt noticed, the stick of it whacking her in the arm as she struggled to get away, clumsily pushing it off her, trying to figure out a way free. Why not mess with her a bit? Not like there was usually an opportunity for Plum to have the power between them, so just this once she took it.
There was no was she was getting away, finding the little angry form in the dark, one hand on her cheek, Peach totally froze up, no one had been stupid enough to get this close to her physically, she wanted to push back, to shout or do anything that'd gain her some distance but even in the dark as she raised a hand to do so, plum grabbed her wrist, stopped the attempt, instead pulling her closer.
'stop it, stop- get it together, she's just messing with you!' repeatedly thought, a warm cheek against hers that even stopped her trying to pull her caught hand back. "You've never kissed anyone before have you?" The question was so close, breath on her neck, a subtle teasing undertone. "Thats none of your buisness." Another clear answer disguised thinly under a veil of stubborness, something that made Plum smile to herself. "You can just say 'no' like a normal person you know." The power compelled her to get closer, feeling this athletic little body against hers, the pyjamas so painfully Peach, boyish, tank top and shorts in dark colours, never once spotted in a bright tones, the complete contrast to Plum's cute outfit, pastels and frils, silks, cutesy. They couldnt be more opposite.
"Good luck forgetting who took that first from you then." No hesitation, Plum made sure there was no room for a fight, Peach was already unbalanced where she stood, one arm caught, the other trying to keep herself propped up as she was pushed back against the wall with surprising force. The lips that found hers in the dark were soft and gentle, a weird feeling she's not experienced before, too busy working towards the goals laid out by her family, no time for this kind of messing about. Normal teenager junk, not something she had room for.
God she wished she had more room for it.
By the time the pair left the closet, Plum didnt even see her little team mate, laughing with her friends, turning to see Peach already gone off up the hallway back to her room at speed. The brief peak she took over her shoulder upon turning into her dorm revealed a serious blush, something Plum revelled in, a small, perhaps unfair win.
Was it coincidence that Peach was oddly quiet in class after that? Perhaps, but at least they seemed to argue a little less over the small things. Tension however only grew between them. Plum enjoyed the power, and Peach was suddenly very aware of a new aspect of herself she'd never had the chance to consider.
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devine-fem · 3 months
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lemme rant about batjokes for a second, also, this will serve as a way for you to get to know me as well.
i grew up with a curtain taste in media, instead of things like disney i grew up with horror movies. i read dark romance books. at an early age i was exposed to peices of media i perhaps shouldn’t but it molded my brain chemistry in a way that allowed me to see the GOOD in BAD people as well as the BAD in GOOD people. my brain developed quickly in a way that allowed me to perceive things differently.
i took an interest in a curtain taste of story. stories that focused on the relationship between two people and showed their complexity, their grossness because if you as a story teller can make me feel something for a dumpster fire of a person then you will gain my wholehearted respect.
at the end of the story, i want to feel nothing but anguish, i want to feel like a voids been cast into my being and nothing but that story in particular can fill it. i want to feel like a shell of a person and feel like i have to grieve who i was before i found the story. i don’t always want something cute and fun, i want to feel like i could die tomorrow because now that ive read this story my life is complete. its hard to make me feel but if you can reach through the subtext and pull on my heart and inflict emotion in me then i’m absolutely hooked. i. need. angst.
the idea that the two worst people meeting each other and the absolute calamity that becomes of that will always make me devotedly indulge
love is a LOT of things, a lot of the time its not good, its not healthy and it doesnt make you feel good. love can be sweet and blissful but it also can be pungent and gross
that’s the fucking fun of it, “it could had been romantic if it was healthy,” I COULD NEVER restrict myself mentally in a way that would pull a wool over my eyes to the exciting and interesting dynamic between two characters because if i did that then my favorite stories ever would not be my favorite stories, they wouldn’t make me happy like they do and ID NEVER want to miss out on that
romance can be violent, romance can be stab wounds, romance could be gunshots and losing your life for someone. it doesn’t have to be one way and thank god i don’t think in a boring way like this
getting into batjokes and just having it be so reminiscent of those stories i love so dearly, the stories that make violence sound so romantic. when i see them fight endlessly and desperately it feels nothing but like an act of passion to me, the closeness of bodies, the adrenaline, the passion, the hate, the sweat and the release, it all flows like a conversation to me, a one that sounds like a promise theyd never break.
i thank god every day that i perceive things the way i do and understand media to the level that i do because if i didnt i’d be so boring, id be so incredibly boring. this is who i am, this is why i’m so passionate about batjokes over every other ship.
its an acquired taste, its specific to the person and if you get it YOU FUCKING GET IT. like sure you have your ship but i also have reason to feel like batjokes is just the fucking god that all the other dc ships are followers and have to pray to every day.
batjokes can be anything, it can be sweet, or toxic, just whatever you fucking want it to be. i fucking LOVE it
batjokes was the catalyst for my love for dc and to this day, i may have my ships but dude, this ship specially, you will NEVER get away from me. you can take any ship from me, any book ive ever read, you can take my identity or steal my rights but youre not taking batjokes away from me.
im so thankful for it because without batjokes, do you think i would have those stories i just mentioned where they focus on codependency and complexity? you know how much batjokes has done for the villian, hero dynamic?
you know how much you have to love somone in order to hate them? to want to devote yourself to making their life a living hell? you HAVE to love them at least a little bit to serve yourself to reckless devotion
i hate batman and the joker and that is why i love the ship so much, cause you make me cry over these character that i hate and their relationship with each other… you’re astounding to me!
the batman and the joker are fictional characters that have been used in so many different ways and sometimes not always nicely, sometimes its problematic and homophobic and wrong but if you can relclaim that… dude, you really have to understand the history of these fucking characters in their entirety because the batman isnt just a superhero and the joker isnt just a psychotic murderer and they will never be and you can’t take away the truth because its funny, fics exists but to be honest, i only need to read CANON material to really get content for batjokes, isnt that funny? suck on that fr.
anyway, i had to talk about this like i know i talk about other ships a lot but nothing fucking beats batjokes for me. im sorry, at a curtain point people im just right and everyones wrong. im sorry, im just passionate in a way that flows through me and tells me that theres no fucking way i could actually be wrong. if liking batjokes is wrong, i dont EVER want to be in the same dimension as right.
if you read this, thank you. youve actually gotten to know me and how i work a LOT. ugh, i need more batjokes mutuals.
in conclusion: ifykyk
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meepmop14 · 6 months
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Alright, I feel as though I must make myself clear.
I don't mean to be the defender of the writers or an apologist for the show.
This season was a mess. It was rushed, messy, and frankly, extremely disappointing.
As someone who was desperately waiting for season 2, I'm just so sad. Our flag means death is one of my favourite shows, and I just felt so devasted to see S2 go so wrong in so many ways.
I mean, no charecter development for anyone other than Ed and Stede (which was also just fucked, so like whats the point), the whole crew just felt like a bunch of background characters (unlike S1 where they were actually important). There was also the problem of too many villains (why build up Ned as this super scary and feared guy, if he was just going to die in the same episode?? Why bring back nose guy?? [I genuinely forgot his name. He is that insignificant] Like literally everyone forgot about him) and just so many unnecessary people
For example, I was really looking forward to some Jim and Olu development but the show went nope here have two new characters that have nothing to do with either of them and we'll pair them up thank you (I love archie and zheng but we could've done with them not being love interests to these two characters who already had a thing going)
Stede and Ed are straight up toxic to each other and the other crew members (abandoning each other repeatedly, THEY SAID THEY WERE A WHIM AND THAT THEYD TAKE IT SLOW AND THEN JUST DIDNT DO THAT, Stede literally being the 'talk it through guy' but also shushing the crew up when they expressed discomfort or discontent with Ed coming back or Ed not caring for anyone but Stede)
The start of this season felt so wierd and honestly the characters didn't feel like themselves at all but I thought maybe it's just me and maybe it'll get better as the season progresses but nope just got worse
All that being said, I don't think the writer's meant to be discriminating against iz (intentionally) but if they did that's fucked up.
I also think the problem with having less time is very real, but at the same time, smart writers know how to work around that so fuck me I guess
I'm just so conflicted with everything because I do genuinely love this show and I feel so guilty for thinking of it as negatively as I am
AND THE END LIKE WHY WHY KILL IZZY IT MAKES NO SENSE WHATSOEVER. He deserved to be the new captain. Why take that away? Why take away his chance to live happily with the crew after he finally bonded with them? Why take away his chance of being the captain he knew he could always become?
If I ignore all the problems in OFMD S2, I did like the fluffy bits. I loved the love confessions and the marriage proposals (and the actual wedding was very sweet) and the glances and kisses and the crew having fun and the wierd lesbians and zheng and archie (god I do love them like a lot) and Con singing and the show being silly, but in the end, I was left unsatisfied
I just - I don't know, it doesn't feel like the show I fell in love with, and I hate that feeling so much
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raisinushigher · 10 months
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hi im just gonna put my thoughts on every clone high ship i can think of here
jfgogh - i think its cute. i can definitely see jfk like uplifting gogh and him falling in love over like the most basic display of kindness and jfk just being like “haha woah there guy i didnt mean it like that” but then he realises he Does
gogh x gandhi - LOTS of mixed feelings on this one but it is pretty interesting truth be told. like, the way gogh didnt just sit back and take what gandhi did to him and instead retaliated, i like that, i like the thought of two tiny guys having the most unnecessarily intense rivalry ever, but i know that isn’t really the way the ship is portrayed often rather than wholesome stuff . you interpret ships however you want though
gfk i think is the name for it - im so sorry as a gandhabe connoisseur i know how annoying it is when people say this about a ship that absolutely entraps you but i think jfk and gandhi are more accurate together as just silly friends who see eachother like once a month. jfk casually brings up a girl hes dating (or rather just having sex with frequently) and gandhi is like wait what happened to the other one? like hes very out of the loop but he listens and they both hype eachother up a lot
ceasgogh, gogh x christo, ceaser x christo, whether it’s any of those seperately or polyamory - i love this one so very much for literally no reason. maybe its like a nostalgia thing cuz i remember people talking about them sometimes in 2020 and being like Aw that’s cute but idk something about them feels so like. objectively correct. like yep that’s the little background trio standing together in an episode as they should be
abefk i think - i like it!! even though it’s barely known apart from jokingly i really like the classic 2000s rivalry between a nice boy and an asshole jock thing that was going on between them before ponce’s death, i admit i miss their interactions. i miss how theyd refer to eachother with their last names. also the part in season 2 episode 6 where they both were recalling memories of the grassy knoll and abe went “i used to get food thrown at me” and jfk continued “i used to be the one throwing that food”. i like them
joanabe - i know this one is like barely a ship but i still need to talk about them badly. their friendship is so important to me. the way its always been them whether it’s joan crushing on abe or the other way around, they’re just so special to eachother in any and every way, and both struggle with the choice of helping the other or doing things that hurt the other but ultimately raise their chances of getting together. tbh im so interested in whats gonna happen with them in the finale, and in the next seasons bc i doubt their back and forth crush thing is gonna last the ENTIRE show like itll be getting a new sort of premise or main character focus which im excited for
joanfk - some of the fanart is absolutely adorable COUGH COUGH ORT SMORT COUG but its just not for me man. biggest two factors as to why i dislike it being how it overtook the fandom, and how to me they just never had any substance. they have a fun dynamic and the season 1 finale was sweet but idk it just never affected me that much. also bc i always knew it was gonna crash and burn. like that is not a stable couple as cute as it is sometimes. like at all. and im happy episode 7 finally addressed it
abe x cleo - again, not really a fondly talked about ship, but they are pretty dear to me. it’s the way cleo was clearly playing with abe at the start but actually saw the charm in him and was actually upset when he finally digested his feelings for joan… i really hope they’re gonna be good friends in the future bc episode 7 seemed to be sort of a start for that friendship and them learning to be ok around eachother after the finale…
joan x cleo - ive always been scared to talk about this one bc some people see them as sisters, which i Really dont. they never acted in a sisterly way at all, and the living together thing lasted for like what. one episode. so i doubt it had any affect on how they view their relationship. but again absolutely fair if it makes you uncomfortable for this reason! but yeah i do like them. very very good trope and there can be some really cute stuff done with them dynamic wise
gandhabe my heart and soul my romeo and juliet my sun and moon my red and blue - AUGHGGGGG MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE. EVER. IN THE WHOLE SHOW FOR EVER they just have such sweet interactions and everything they do they do with the other in mind and i want them to have an emotional reunion in the season 3 finale sO SHRGFRHRVRRRRR RR RBR R R R. RR R. sorry this is mostly incoherent screaming rather than actual words I just DUCIGJGN LVOE GANDHABEEEEE EEYEHEEE THEYRE END GAME!! THEY ARE END GAME WHETHER ITS AS FRIENDS OR ROMANTICALLY RHEY ARE THE ONES
ok now onto the ones involving the new gen clones
harriucius - i like them its the second het ship in the show ive ever actually liked!! they just both go so well in so many ways, they both have almost the exact same struggles and cope in similar ways, but harriet has more of a hands on attitude with her problems, while confucius tends to avoid things. im VERY interested in how their relationship will go and i dont really think anything’s gonna happen to them bc i cant picture the show pairing either of them up with anyone else (mostly confucius tbh 😭)
joanharriet - i WISH this one was more acknowledged by the fandom like i think its the least popular one at least involving the newbies.. can you tell im a sucker for ships that are literally just two close friends who love eachother more than anything. lol. when i think of them i think of episode 5 which makes me extremely happy. like look me in the eyes and tell me that was not an absolutely beautiful wonderfully wrapped episode
johnfucius - gonna be honest i dont like this one. i know this is a really rich thing to say while talking about clone high season 2 but it just felt rushed, and especially with how they barely did anything after sleepover. like they were literally crying both of them being like OMG I FINALLY HAVE A FRIEND!! and then they proceed to have the most stale interactions with the most notable one being in the next episode and it’s literally just confucius encouraging jfk to avoid his problems like he does. not really good. but again if you enjoy them all the power to you, im happy you found something you like that hasn’t been ruined and seems pretty docile and chill compared to all the other ones :o) it’s very much a mostly fandom based ship
kahlopatra - BEAUTIFUL. BEAUTIFUL. I HAVE NO WORDS JUST BEAUTIFUL. there definitely was a lack of suspense like based off the intro and the slight buildup throughout the series BUT that literally doesn’t matter. out of every canon couple they are the absolute cutest im obsessed with the effect they have on eachother. especially on cleos side of things like ahhh!!!! she found someone she actually connects to genuinely!!!! i am so happy for her!!!!!!
tophucius - not much about this one its just pretty fun and silly . i feel bad for the people who thought something big was gonna be going on w them but the small details peppered in about them in sleepover were nice. i always liked how when confucius saw that topher typed your instead of you’re, he went “i thought so” like to me that confirms they do this all the time and they know it’s them. also really funny to imagine them being sworn enemies online but when they actually see eachother in school theyre Like oh shit hey man what’s up! hope youre well! like not even through gritted teeth or anything they’re just so chill irl for no reason
abetoph - Sigh i sure did save this one for last. while im a lot less comfortable with it now i still love thinking of them pre episode 8 and i do think their relationship is just ever so slightly more interesting now with the added double crossing n shit added to it. but im also sad they’ll never be the way they were may 24th to june 14th again . that specific time period of them is so comforting to me for no reason, all the memes and running jokes in the fandom involving them, all the wholesome fan work of them sleeping in tophers bed, watching stuff on tophers computer together, abe being tophers voice of the reason and the one person he actually likes, it’s just so … man. We Could Have Had It All. i love them for ever.
thank you so much for listening
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