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insertmesoftly · 2 years
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Some Celia Thoughts I Had:
While playing her route the first few times , I had reasoned that we were her first victim, and that was the reason she got attached to us rather quickly (enough to run away with us? To let us go and let the blame fall on her? Damn.)
I thought, hey. Maybe her life has been so full of people sizing her up, her crushing threats, always grappling for control and ultimately feeling powerless anyways that with us, her first pet, the relief of having someone obedient and willing to stay put and listen immediately triggered something in her that she had needed for years. Comfort, rest. That's why she valued you.
But remembering the routes where we find the basement, see evidence of her having brought other victims, and get to hear her talk about how we weren't the first ones muddies that idea for me.
What was so special about us then that only three days later she was willing to let us go and/or keep us with her as she ran? I feel like maybe if we spent more days with her it could've felt more organic and believable on the whole. I like it for what it gave us but I crave more days with intimate moments and the slow bonding and breaking of walls laced between more bdsm sessions.
I want to see her, in the middle of doing something horrid to us, maybe even nearly killing us, stop. Begin to shake. Start apologizing, stutter as she realizes what shes doing, drop us and run away, overcome by how much she feels for us now that she can't even bear almost losing us anymore.
Oh well. Ideas for a short fic perhaps ^^"
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teufelsgebrut · 1 year
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not sure if i can talk about film red already since its not out in the us and australia and so (i think??) but i dont wanna spoil it for some whove been waiting for it all this time so ig spoiler warning?? like heavy spoiler warning !!and also skipp all my tags too PLS!!!(*_ _)人
but like.. uta fully going to kill luffy and shanks stopping her literally at last second,.. and her getting so overwhelmed by him ACTUALLY appearing and by all the feelings she more or less held in all those years and just. crying and then bursting out in manic laughter.. yeah,, . uta, i love youuuuu~~ UTA!!♡(ŐωŐ人)
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trash-bin-ary · 2 years
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I have no idea how to look for the photo I’m looking for but imagine that stick figure-ish dude that’s whipping something around in their mouth
Heigepivd emotional connections with people and hanging out and bonding and strengthening personal relationships
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call-sign-shark · 9 days
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Hello, Shark! I'm sending you this ask bc I was looking for pictures for a moodboard and found this one 👇🏻
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I'm not even an Arthur/Paul girlie but my heart just melted. He and the doggo look so sweet!! Idk if you already seen it (probably lol) but I thought of sharing!
(Also, don't ask me why, but the dog gave me serious Heaven vibes, like, it's small and cute and hiding under Arthur's arm and it bites)
I AM FUCKING FERAL, I'M GONNA BREAK THE BARS OF MY FUCKING CAGE LORA.
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I already saw this picture but I quite forgot about it and now I'm about to eat my own arm. He's so freaking handsome in this selfie, this is exactly how I picture him most of the time. I said it a million time but there's something about S3 Arthur that makes my brain go brrrr. Thank you so so somuch for sending me this, sweetie. 🖤
(What can I say? He loves it when dangerous and aggressive little fluffy things snuggle up in his arms 🤭
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aliamanifests · 10 months
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alia :(
i don't know why it took me so long to read your post about falling in love with the new state but i'm so glad i did. your experience reminded me so much of my own - the self sabotaging in my mind despite my sp telling me how much he wanted me, becoming a side chick, just being in a situationship bc i felt neither of us could commit to each other. i cried somuch after reading it, it's been so tough since i ended things with him (even me ending things with him was similar to your experience lol) and i've been trying so hard to manifest him back and it hasn't been easy.
i can't put into words how much that post has helped me, after crying a lot because i'm seeing first hand someone having gone through the exact same situation i've gone through, but seeing how you managed to change it all, i'm filled with hope for the first time in months, not just for the sp situation but also for the other aspects of my life that weren't doing well right now. please continue to keep writing and helping us, you've saved me!
idk if you do have anons, but if you do i'd like to come back with a success story so please remember me as roblox anon (don't question the name), but if you don't, i'll find some way to update you on the success anyway <3
lots of love, have great days <33333
💓💓💓💓
ily babe so glad i could help, ill be sure to remember you as #robloxanon LMAO
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honeybee-taskforce · 3 months
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1x01 Rewatch Thoughts and Feelings
disclaimer I’m typing this all on my phone while I watch so if there’s spelling or grammar errors they can be added to my sin list for when i get judged at the pearly gates.
lets fly
-grace <3
-idk why i forgot that the show STARTS with the explosion and loss of old 126…
-judd <3
-salutes the fallen as they are still alive since i know this is a canon event and needs to happen for my comfort characters to come together
-oh FUCK i forgot how quick it happens and that Grace is on call WITH Judd AND hears the explosion happen like…. Ahhhhh.
-TK <3
-“i’m gonna ask alex to marry me tonight” canon event we can’t interfere canon event we can���t interfere canon event we can’t interfere-
-i would piss myself if i was ever hamging off the side of a skyscraper cause heights is my biggest fear lmfao
-“i say go for it” CANON EVENT WE CANT INTERFERE-
-I know I’m not free from clowning on Owen in recent episodes but Season 1 will always be my favorite of him. Seeing him here just reminds me how much I used to like his character.
-“my son’s getting engaged tonight will i make it to the wedding?” WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL you see there’s a few things that have to happen first but TECHNICALLY-
-chief radford telling Owen to give him a call if he changes his mind is the real MVP
-TK BABY WAKE UP
-okay so the first time i watched this episode i was shellshocked by how much happened before the first commercial break?? A whole fire ladder crew is lost, someone is diagnosed with cancer, someone overdoses???? i was- ?????? And then i saw it. The sign i missed from the beginning. “produced by Ryan Murphy”. SONUVABITCH I SHOULD’VE KNOWN- (i was a glee kid)
-Owen and TK are such a good duo
-country music cause we’re in texas baybeeee yeehaw
-these two are so “new york” stepping out of this car it pains me
-tk is such a good person and so aware of other people’s needs it hurts so much how he (at this point) doesn’t put that same energy towards himself
-shakes ass to the music playing while we get our “Meet the 126” montage
-“i’m allergic to poor leadership” such a good line that does an amazing job setting up who Marjan is going to be for the whole series. -judd baby… </3
-this scene is so well acted I love it so so so much. Judd’s anger and Owen’s calm but cautious energy mesh so well.
-PS heehee you’re gonna be best frieeeeeends
-…..has owen’s house always been black wtf i always picture it white when im reading fics????? -i love this striped jacket tk is wearing where did it go did it survive the flames from season 2….
-oh god i just noticed hid pants show his ankles i hate that fashion trend so so somuch but im also 6’4” so maybe it’s because i was made fun of for my ankles showing when i was growing up LOL
-oh hey michelle hoe are you nice to see you
-liv is such a good actress i don’t care for michelle but i DO like liv this first scene is such a good introduction
-CARLOS <3
-i always love trying to figure out what the emergency is going to be when we’re clearly approaching one in a set up scene because most of the time it’s obvious but there are the few that come around and shellshock me lmfao
-Michelle and Owen as captains would have been a fun dynamic to explore as the show went on had liv stayed around. Even if I am a huge fan of Tommy and how they interact and respect each other.
-grace immediately calling judd on his bullshit is perfect and i love her for it so much. Another amazing introduction to a character. hell this whole pilot does the best job of introducing us to the cast in the first episode than i think a lot of shows (that i’ve at least seen) do so props to them!
-“the man i love has never taken no for an answer, so do not start now.” GRACE IS SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD
-i forgot they start the skincare talk in the pilot i thought this was and episode 2 thing sfgfsgngn this feels so goofy to include in the pilot like it’s meant to be a major plot moving forward instead of just characterization
-“most people tend to tiptoe around me” paul… </3 I love him. -carlos just introduced himself to his future father in law and doesn’t know it yet hehehehehehehehehehe
-CARLOS AND TK JUST SPOKE TO THEIR FUTURE HUSBANDS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND DONT KNOW IT YET HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
-i love how tk starts the show off wanting to be exactly like his dad, or at least who he thinks his dad wants him to be, and evolves into his own person over time and is proud of that. I’m proud of that. -TELL HIM ABOUT THE- ugh. Canon event.
-“that’s him?” she had target locked and ready
-carlos nervously waiting for michelle to get everyone away so he can approach tk yeah yeah yeah
-“you wanna dance?” It beeeeginss!!!!!!
-grace being the best and approaching owen is my favorite scene in the pilot by far. ESPECIALLY on rewatch, knowing where the characters end up and all. -This second scene with owen and judd is definitely sceond place though, given how it seems like Judd messed this up again but Owen decides to give him a chance by telling him about his cancer and then acknowledging the memorial that was put up… and it works out for everyone because Judd ends up becoming the heart of the new 126. -holy hell i completely forgot that we meet the wife and daughter of one of the former 126 here….
-shakes ass to old town road while everyone montages their way through the end of the episode
-JUDD ON THE TRUCK YEEEEEEEEHAW
and that’s that. FUCK i love this show.
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notfeelingverywell · 6 years
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You know what I love? When characters are almost unconscious, but not quite.
Slumped over, a complete ragdoll in the others’ hands, but alert enough to groan softly at different sensations, eyes hooded and glazed, just wide enough to gather a blurry image of their surroundings. Though they’re dizzy and their limbs feel like lead, they gain comfort in the others’ touch, unconsciously leaning into them, eyelids fluttering in hazy relief at the soothing, concerned gestures. 
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Just wanted to say that Daenerys is a very intelligent military strategist. Not only is she a great strategist on her own, but from episode one book one, she’s been surrounded and taught by amazing miltary leaders. Ser Jorah Mormont, Ser Barristan Selmy, Daario (while you like him or not he was a good fighter and a good strategist) and Grey Worm.
She ignored Barristan and Jorahs counsel when she took the Unsullied in season 3. They protested her trading Drogon for an army, telling her that a dragon is 10 times worth any army and she responded with, “If you ever question me infront of strangers again, you’ll be advising someone else.” She pretended as if she didn’t know Valyrian and allowed the slave master to insult her the entire time their agreement was taking place. Once she had the whip and the Unsullied were hers, she then spoke back to him in her native tongue and Dracarys-ed the bitch. She gained her first army and freed her some of her first slaves.
In season 4 when she took Yunkai, she allowed Daario to take a small group of soldiers and fighters into Yunkai and started the fight from the inside, giving her a massive advantage in the fight and battle itself. This allowed her to take the city.
When she was kidnapped and captured by the Dothraki in season 6, she once again didn’t speak the language they were insulting her with until the proper time. She didn’t try to run, she didn’t try to fight them, but she did use her unburnt abilities to burn down the Khals tent. Then a few episodes later, she sensed Drogon was around and to inspire the army, she rode off on her own, mounted him and showed the Khalassar just who she realy is- someone worth following.
As Missandei said in season 5, “I have seen you ignore your counselors, because there was a better choice, one only you could see.”
That’s what Daenerys does. She holds her cards close to her chest and then once her enemy thinks they’re the one winning, she then brings fire and blood down upon their heads.
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jungkookio · 6 years
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music shuffle tag
i was tagged by @hbdayjin @vanillalattaes @bbtoben @softglowtae @chokemeseokjin @ohlovelyjungkook to shuffle my music and list the first 10 songs:
각성 (Awakening) - RM
월광 (Moonlight) - EXO
봄날 (Spring Day) - BTS
Fallout - Catfish and the Bottlemen
Expensive Girl - RM (im not even linking it fuck off hdgvjhfk)
Stay Away - Nirvana
Playboy - EXO
니가 필요해 (Need U) - Monsta X
so far away (Feat. 수란) - Agust D
맨정신 (Sober) - BIGBANG
im tagging @hoodiejungkook @noxiim @jiminyoongs @minmayhem @tinselrice @taekookiesandcream @tanktoptiger @jeonsberry @junqkooq if you want !!
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emilyartstudio-s · 4 years
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OMG I FREAKING LOVE KYLE'S NIGHT OUT OUTFIT IDK WHY BUT I'M LITERALLY CRYING RN WHEN I SAW THE REF SHEET
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Thank YOU SOMUCh!! needed to make him look proper but also a good messy :,)!
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fiction-in-my-blood · 3 years
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Obey Me! Brothers W/ Mentally Slow MC HC
~Longer than necessary A/N ahead so, if you don’t care, you don’t need to read it, just sharing stuff about myself to random strangers on the internet lol.~
So... I’m slow. Like, my brain just does not computer things quick enough a majority of the time? I’m not a great conversationalist because of it, I have a pretty bad stammer, I mix up names even though they don’t sound at all the same, and I get too excited when I do know something that when I try to say it its just a jumble of words that don’t make sense and I tell my friends to just forget about it because I know I won’t be able to say the right words lol. Luckily I have great friends and they give me the time to rethink my sentence so I can say what I want to say. Oh, and I daydream to the point I never dream in my sleep haha. So, this is basically an HC for me lol. That being said, I’m pulling from mostly my own experiences here, so I’m sorry if they sound a lil depressy haha. 
And I would like to say, if anyone can relate, there’s literally nothing wrong with you!!! (Cannot stress this enough). We just have our fun lil quirks.
~Also, I’m so sorry for missing out on Belphie. I love him somuch but I could not think of a scenario for him. If I do in the future I’ll edit or reupload idk.~
~Oh, and @theshove , I finally posted again ;), although I’m sure it’s not gonna be as spicy as you’d like.~
Warnings: Descriptive explanation of a panic attack in Mammon’s HC, reference to bullying in Satan’s
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Lucifer:
At first, he was secretly pretty frustrated.
He thought it was a confidence issue, he heard that was a common thing in human youth, to not believe in yourself and have anxiety about the way you looked, spoke, sounded. 
You would often be having conversations with his brothers, debating a subject that Lucifer took no interest in, and you would be about to put in your input when a stream of nonsense passed your lips.
“Y’know what, nevermind.” Was a frequent phrase that left your lips when you did slip up, sighing to yourself as you thought about how ridiculous you just sounded. 
Lucifer would ensure none of the brothers, or Solomon, ever teased you about your mistakes.
Although, it was mortifying everytime you accidentally called him Levi, and vice versa. 
It was hard enough when you were still getting to know the brothers, but even on a date with the eldest, Levi just seemed like an easier word to say in the moment. It led to a few upsetting misunderstandings and some pretty severe punches to Lucifer’s pride.
Once you two got closer, you explained you mixed up your words because you used to be practically mute.
You weren’t a particularly extroverted child, nor were you interested in much, so you hardly spoke at all. You never got the practice you needed to familiarise yourself with words. It was Devildom that really brought them out of you.
After you did share that with him, he thrived off hearing your voice, even when it took a solid ten seconds to contemplate what you needed to say, even stretching your mouth muscles before you started just in case you stumbled again.
Of course, you made your mistakes now and again, got stuck on a word, laughing at how ridiculous you sounded saying ‘in’ several times in a row when you were trying to argue over tonight’s dinner, but Lucifer never cracked a joke like you did about yourself. 
He smiled, happy that you didn’t let this impact your personality and recovered quickly and, gradually, at snail's pace it felt like at the time, you could hold a conversation, a bright smile on your face when you were able to pull it off.
“Lucifer, I didn’t stutter this time!”
“Well done, MC, shall I give you a reward?”
Mammon:
“Useless human, can’t even talk, huh?” 
Trying to act like the big tough guy he played himself out to be didn’t fare well when you first arrived in Devildom, his brothers practically beat him up every other day for it.
The first time you laid your eyes upon a demon and they explained you would be a transfer student, it took you a few minutes of silence to understand what was actually going on.
It wasn’t because this wasn’t an extraordinary situation, you were an avid reader of fantasy novels and had waited for the day to be transported away from your boring, mundane life, but you just couldn’t compute verbal speech.
In potion class, you had to ask the teacher to write down the ingredients and the quantities because you couldn’t picture the words themselves, so you couldn’t understand what the potion was actually meant to do.
“What’re you writing it all down for?”
“It’s easier for me to listen when I can read what they’re saying. I guess it’s because my hearing’s crap?” 
But your hearing wasn’t all that bad, it was just easier to explain it that way than explaining how transcriptions help you listen.
Sometimes, in the hallways of RAD, the bustling students and whispering gossiping of you, a human, making a pact with Mammon? Apparently it was hilarious to everyone else.
But it wasn’t what the demons were saying, it was how loud they were saying it. 
It was just too many noises at once, you couldn’t decipher the surround-sound mumbling and it stressed you out, made you uncomfortable, and gave you that all too familiar feeling of a panic attack due to the sensory overload. 
Mammon realised your discomfort as tears grew in your eyes and your breathing quickened and, for a moment, he was moving to beat up every single devil that ever even mentioned the word ‘human’.
“Ma-Mammon!” Your frail voice and a tug on his sleeve pulled him back to Devildom and he turned back around to you, watching as you clenched your eyes shut, trying to ignore the buzzing that continued to rattle your brain. 
“Can you take me some place quiet?”
From then on, you would often spend your lunch breaks in a quiet classroom away from the majority of students. It was a good place for you to wind down, especially, when you two were close enough, Mammon would hug you closely, helping the panic in your heart when you did have a panic attack due to all the noises.
You didn’t have them as much now, the noise cancelling headphones he had bought you brought solace as you walked from classroom to classroom.
In class, he would try his best to act as scribe when you were running behind, but he did a terrible job. His handwriting was abysmal, only now did he appreciate how quickly you had to write to keep up with the lessons. 
You appreciate the sentiment all the same, placing a quick kiss on his cheek- you were dating at this point- and explained that he didn’t have to do that for you, you could just get a copy of the teacher’s notes after class.
Now he could never feel more guilty about picking on you when you first got to Devildom.
“Hey, Mamo?”
“Yeah, MC?”
“Thanks for not getting angry at me.”
Leviathan:
You were pretty silent, never really talking unless you were spoken to directly.
Yet, you still had that dumb, normie trap of cute smile on your face when you listened to everyone ranting and raving. 
When you did speak, it was quiet, almost a whisper.
Thank Diavolo for the demon’s enhanced hearing because, if they didn’t, they would be constantly asking you to speak up.
It wasn’t because you didn’t like your voice or you thought you were too loud otherwise, it was just because you couldn’t really be bothered to be louder.
You were content with just listening, watching everyone have a vivid conversation about the latest trouble Mammon had gotten into or Satan raving about the last Detective show you needed to watch. 
You never had any questions to ask in class, and the ones you did have would usually be asked by another student before you got the chance to even raise your hand. You weren’t a genius, just a good listener.
Levi understood, somewhat. Why would you want to talk to his normie brothers? They had nothing interesting to say.
Most of the time he suspected you just weren’t listening to them. 
But, it’s when you were alone together in his room as he told you about the latest anime he was enjoying, he got annoyed.
“Are you even listening to me? I don’t even know why I try. You don’t deserve Henry!”
“I was listening. You were explaining how you think the next season of TSL is going to go. I’ll admit, the Lord of Shadow saving that servant from the Lord of Corruption seems a little far fetched, but it’d be interesting to watch.” 
That had possibly been the longest group of sentences he had ever heard you string together at once. And they were so soft, no hint of trepidation from his accusation.
Eyes wide in embarrassment for misreading the situation, and getting so aggressive about it, Leviathan looked away.
“I’m sorry, I know I seem really dismissive all the time. I just enjoy listening to you talk about your passions.”
The bright smile on your face calmed him down, as it usually did, and, every so often, you would make your comments about the shows you know only because of him. He was very good at explaining plot lines. Even when you had never seen the show, you felt like you had.
You would mainly just talk to Levi from then on, getting to the point where you could express your own hobbies without him judging you as a normie and more as a friend.
Well, not a friend, more than that, much more, but a friend would have to do for now.
The first time you strike up a conversation with him, calling his name from down the hallway of the house you’re staying in as he walks with Asmodeus, Mammon and Beelzebub is possibly the greatest day of Levi’s life.
“Lefty.” You accidentally pronounce his name wrong, like you sometimes do with “Bell” and “Ashmo”.
You didn’t have any problems with saying their names normally, but when you were tired, all hopes of communicating like a normal human being went out the window.
Your words were a low mumble, but they were something Levi had learnt to understand fluently from your late night gaming sessions that would usually end in ruin when your tired brain drastically slowed your reflexes.
“I heard it was your 200,000th bicentennial birthday coming up, so I asked one of my friends to commission this for you.”
Only Diavolo knows how you managed to pronounce centennial at this time of night, but you did it, handing him a paper-wrapped, flat square, a light blush dusting both your cheeks. 
Asmo made a flirty, teasing comment about how close you two seemed and how, now, Levi was the lucky one.
Mammon got jealous, demanding that he wanted a birthday present, even though his milestone couple centuries had literally been a couple centuries ago.
Beel’s stomach grumbled, but he was a little curious about what you could have possibly gifted Levi, and how many words you just said as loud as they would usually be, which was wildly out of character for you.
“It’s the Lord of Shadow and the servant.” Levi gasped upon seeing the magnificent drawing your friend had made for you, which you insisted on paying for, and never had Levi been so jealous to have a friend like that. A friend with such talent. 
“You were right, he did save her.” You smiled, eyes twinkling at the positive reaction Levithan had made. 
You had seen the similarities in the characters with you and the demon. The servant was said to have had their voice stolen as a child, long before they and the Lord of Shadow had met. And it was obvious to you the similarities the anime brothers had with the demon brothers, but you wouldn’t dare tell Levi that. You were worried he’d get shy and call you a normie again.
So that statement you made was a form of confession to Levi. Something you hoped he would understand.
“You watched the season without me?! How did you even get the DVD? It’s not even out yet!”
Yeah, no such luck there.
“Levi, you know what isn’t fair?”
“What could possibly be unfair for you in this situation?”
“That you aren’t as good a listener as I am.”
Satan:
You were an avid texter, just like Satan. 
Your fingers moved so quickly against the screen of your D.D.D or the keyboard of a computer, it was amazing someone could see them. 
And you were smart. On electronics, you could keep up conversations on the latest book you were reading and discuss the detective shows you and he liked to watch together.
It was only when you spoke in person did your conversations so down.
“Oh for fuck’s sake!” You cried out after a particularly long and troublesome stutter, mainly annoyed because it was an easy word but all the b’s tied your tongue like a tongue twister. Ironically, you felt like you were blubbering like an idiot.
Your stammer used to be worse, far worse. So bad you couldn’t even tell your parents anything without getting angry at yourself, but you got the speech therapy and learnt to just take it slow when you got eager. 
Everytime you see Satan, you want to be able to match his intellect and speed. You felt almost competitive. 
But it would hardly ever work out in your favour, your ‘S’s coming out like you were trying to start an old engine and ‘B’s and ‘D’s being switched in for each other like you were a toddler.
You spoke before you thought of what you were going to say, hoping the words would just float out of my mouth like everyone else’s did.
But no. Not for you. 
You had to carefully plan each sentence, thinking about every conversation you had so you could make a pre-made answer just so you wouldn’t look like a fool taking so long to speak.
You were ashamed most of the time, bullied for your impediment as a child and even in your teen years by people you told yourself were your friends but really weren’t when they called you teasing nicknames instead of your given one after you had asked them several times to use it. 
They were the main reason you still didn’t have the confidence to speak well now.
“Hey, take it easy. We’re not in a rush.” 
Satan would always be nice, politely giving you the time you needed to take a breather, calm down, and start over again, still blushing from your last stuttering episode.
“Why don’t you call me an idiot?”
A lot of questions similar to these, the only difference- the name you would be called, passed your lips sometimes, when there was a lull in your time together. 
You were used to people making fun, telling you to just shut up already so they didn’t have to hear your stupidity anymore.
“You’re not stupid. I care about what you have to say.”
Satan was always so serious everytime he answered a variation of your question, showing you he really cared. 
You blushed, your mind blank and it would take a couple minutes after that initial compliment for you to reboot.
It was true, though. 
Satan enjoyed watching your lips move and the sound of your voice as you two discussed who the killer in his detective show could be.
You both always came to the same conclusion before the episode ended.
Because most of your conversations happened through text, he found he missed your tone and expressive face when you got really into a subject.
He didn’t care if you stuttered, it was far better than just watching words flash across a screen, as most of your conversations went, on his D.D.D
Although, he did care that you got so angry with yourself. 
Being the Avatar of Wrath, he understood how easy it was to give into frustration and just want to hit something every time you made a mistake, he had done that many times in his younger years, and it wasn’t healthy.
It wasn’t healthy to be ashamed of a mere stumble or get mad at yourself for it, you never learnt that way.
One night, laying in his bed, platonically, you shared your reasoning behind getting so mad everytime you stuttered. 
You had seen Satan’s demon-form once before, but never had you seen it arise so quickly and so fiercely. 
You had been down all day and he had brought you to his room so you could feel comfortable enough to talk to him, but this fearful man, no, creature before you only put you more on edge.
But he continued to hold you.
He continued to wrap his arms around you from behind, spooning your body, trying his best not to fly out of hell right now and hunt down those who had picked on and teased you for all those years for something you couldn’t even help.
To think the reason you hated something he found so endearing was because some mere humans had made you think your excitement to communicate with people was something wrong?
“I don’t think this exchange program is going to work out.”
“Wh...Why?” You tried your hardest now to sound strong, sighing to yourself when you repeated the letters.
“Because I won’t be able to hold back if I have free access to the human world. What kind of assholes do that?”
“Teenage assholes.”
Asmodeus:
What a cute little airhead.
From the moment he first met you, Asmo loved the clueless looks on your face as you sifted through the information you were being given, seconds behind the punch everyone else could get to. 
You were slow, but you were meticulous, combing through every piece of information you could to give the correct response.
You were actually pretty smart because of that fact, studying so hard on everything you did so you weren’t embarrassed by being wrong.
And you weren’t too big with the whole ‘social cues’ thing either, mistaking Satan’s sarcasm for truth and Leviathan’s anger for genuine, relationship-ruining upset, desperately trying to fix the situation so that no one would get hurt.
You were selfless in the strangest of ways, too, opting to go without something you actually, really needed before asking someone for help. 
Once, you had tried ordering shower gel off of Akuzon, but, instead, ordered Shaitan Gell, a special ingredient often used by witches to summon demons. 
You had wondered why it was so expensive, but thought that maybe the Devildom economy wasn’t doing so well right now.
(It wasn’t your money you were using, so what the hell?)
It was even more confusing when it smelled a little off, but demons had strange tastes. Beelzebub literally ate brains and bat wings on the daily.
When Diavolo showed up in your shower the first time you used the oddly thick, black liquid, you just cocked your head, too weird to be embarrassed. Thinking this was a regular occurance in Devildom, you gave the prince a hearty hello and asked him, if he needed anything, could he please wait outside so you could get dressed first.
The news spread like wildfire, especially when Diavolo randomly vanished from a meeting with Lucifer. 
When everyone did find out, as Lucifer was reprimanding you for using such a relic in that way, they teased you endlessly, some offering you their own makes of the potion so you might accidentally summon them in the same way.
Every flirty or sexual remark Asmo made went right over your head, thinking that with every personal question he asked was just asked to make conversation and not genuine interest on his part.
“Do you have a partner?”
“Well, no, I don’t really compete in dance competitions or anything.”
“What positions do you usually go for?”
“I don’t play many sports, but if I had to pick, I’d say a pitcher in baseball. I have a pretty mean throw!”
It actually became a little bewildering how oblivious you were to all of his advances, thinking every time he draped himself over you he was cold and you offered him your jumper.
He took them everytime, so you were starting to run low. He tended to hoard them in his room, savouring the sweet scent of the body wash he had bought for you after the Shaitan incident.
“Asmo, can I get my hoodie back?”
You called through his closed door at some point after returning from school in the dead of winter, shivering in the sweat pants and long sleeved top you already had on.
You were generous, you didn’t think you personally were, but all the brothers knew you would give anyone anything if they asked for it. 
That’s why it wasn’t that ridiculous when Asmo had all of your jackets. Hoodies from years ago, sweaters you bought just to treat yourself because they were so soft, and even this jumper you got from your ex-boyfriend in high school, something you meant to give back but never managed to. You forgot every time you went to meet him with that exact intent the reason for seeing him.
It didn’t remind you of him, he barely wore it before you practically stole it, but it did make Asmo’s heart skip a beat at the ‘sweater-paws’ you got from the much-too-long sleeves. 
Following a clattering from what sounded like trash cans, followed by a comical shriek of a cat, the door flew open to a slightly disheveled Asmodeus, fabric clutched in his hand as he stood topless before you.
“Oh, sorry, Asmo. I didn’t mean to disturb you. I’m just so cold.”
You laughed to show you weren’t upset with him as you rubbed your arms, bouncing on the balls of your feets to get your blood moving enough to create some heat. 
How could all these devils, avatars of the seven deadly sins, not have heating?
“Let me warm you up, MC!”
Without even stopping to hear your answer, but he knew you’d say yes, no matter what, Asmo pulled you in by the wrist, immediately wrapping his bare arms around you the moment the door was closed.
He was warm and you were comfortable with him, he showed you curiosity and care, so you eased into that embrace, thinking it a friendly gesture as a thank you for using your clothes all the time.
When you felt a slight nibble on your ear, you started to freak out a little.
You stuttered out an inquiry as to what he was doing, shyly pushing away as he drew back with his flirtatious smirk.
“I’ve made it so obvious for so long, MC. I really like you.”
Asmo cooed back, prodding your puffed out cheek with the tip of his tongue as you tilted your head to the side the same way you did every time someone told you something new. 
Knowing you would be taking a moment to compute the information, Asmo used this chance to bury his face in the crook of your neck.
“I really like you too, Asmo.” 
The realisation came pretty suddenly. 
You had never put much thought into it.
Sure, he was the Avatar of Lust, he could just be saying this so he could express his temporary desires, but that was how you felt. You weren’t one for holding back, you were always scared of forgetting the topics of your thoughts if you didn’t say them aloud, so you just went for it.
Beelzebub:
Does this person even have bones?!
Like, seriously, your tripping over your feet like they’re not even attached to your body.
Rolling your ankle, walking off in directions that definitely don’t lead to where you intend on going, skipping right passed the class you’re meant to be attending.
The amount of times you’ve gotten lost in both the House of Lamentation and RAD is honestly worrying. 
Your sense of direction? What even is a map because it seems like you’ve never even heard of the concept of signs or specific routes you need to take to get to your bedroom.
To help with your impossibly slow way of getting a lay of the land in your new dorm, you would often take midnight strolls.
Often getting lost, which is how you found Belphegor up in the attic, even when you had stayed on the same floor.
That’s how you and Beel got so close. 
Because of the delectable scents coming from the kitchen, you would often find him having his late night snacks. 
He would invite you to stay, at first only because Lucifer had instructed him to walk you back to your room every time he found you aimlessly wandering the house late at night. 
“Is your ankle okay?” He would ask through a mouthful of food, but somehow you were still able to understand him.
Blushing, you looked down as your injury that was caused earlier in the day. You had stepped weird on the side of your foot- something that would usually happen and something you would usually be able to walk away from- but this time it was on the tall spiral stairs of the school you were still getting to know, sending you tumbling down flights and flights of steps. 
It was a wonder you were human, because even Solomon was shocked you survived that. 
“Y-Yeah, just a little red,” was an understatement.
You’re ankle killed. It was only a little swollen thanks to the spell your sorcerer friend used on you, but that didn’t help the sprain of your tendons. It was slightly bruised, covered by your loosest, most comfortable socks.
“Are you embarrassed?” Beel pointed out your bashful blush and you looked back up. He had seen your obvious hobble as you made your way to his side, but didn’t want to mention it in case you were feeling fragile about the subject.
“It just gives me flashbacks, is all.”
Oh? 
Memories from MC’s past?
Yes, Beel would very much like to hear about that. 
Not to tease or bribe you with, he was genuinely curious about your little human life. Not that you could tell, but he had never been so curious about another being like that. 
“Oh, god, well, I guess I trust you.” You joked, blushing harder as you laughed about the memory that plagues your thoughts. 
One time, in high school, you were walking out of the cantine when you tripped over literally nothing, throwing your bottle of water across the school yard like you needed to save it from your fall. It landed in the middle of a group of older students. 
The amount of laughs you got from that. The teacher that came up to you to ask if you were okay. The cut that occured on your knee. 
(Yes, this is a personal story. Yes, I have ptsd every time I pick up a plastic bottle of water)
Oh, it was like you were reliving the horror right there and then.
“It was mortifying! My friends still bring it up. To. this. day.” You sulk, resting your forehead on the table to hide the deep red on your face. 
“Did it hurt?” The blunt question came as a shock, that’s for sure, and you no longer felt unbearably hot when you looked up to see him. There was little look of amusement except for a kind-hearted smile. 
“W-Well, not as much as this other time...” 
You found yourself telling him all of your most embarrassing tales, seeking for that one story that would make him laugh the way everyone else would laugh at you. 
He didn’t. At all. It was actually a little worrying that he found none of your stories funny. 
Truthfully, he did find the want to chuckle at a few of them, but he didn’t want to betray your trust by laughing at such ‘precious’ memories for you. 
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zhuhongs · 3 years
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Okay so like, imma be real. My first run thru of tgcf I honestly rlly just wanted to find out what the hell xie lian and Hua chengs deal was, so I kinda ignored and glossed over other plot elements and characters just to see what their story was and on my second go thru, I carr SOmuch more abt mu qing and feng xin. Bc like ofc while i was invested mostly in the main plot i had my fav side characters (yushi huang, ling wen, sqx, he xuan) but honestly fengqing werent super high up for me. But now I'm rlly reading into their parts and wow.. I really love these two and for different reasons but like they feel like..fleshed out. Like yes they're kinda cartoony rivals but also they have really understandable reasons for why they act how they do and honestly its rlly relatable for me. Esp mu qing when he has to run the errand for xl to tell the guoshi abt the new plan for the ceremony and they all ignore him and he takes like everyones criticisms bc he doesnt want to make anything even more awkward and idk I just rlly rlly care abt them. Which is interesting bc it's just like my first go around with cql where I was like okay thus is good but I rlly just wanna see what's up with wangxian in the end. Like I liked all the supporting characters but they were the supporting cast. And also tbh. I didnt have Any strong opinion on JC till i finally read mdzs and then i was like.. okay no i like jiang cheng a lot. Like that's the way I'm feeling abt fengqing on my reread of tgcf.. love it
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alishasboe · 4 years
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i was tagged by @scottstiles thank you sm, you’re the sweetest <3 
rules: pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions, don’t cheat. tag 10 (or however many) people.
Sex Education
Stranger Things
Superstore
13 Reasons Why
That 70s Show
(genuinely the strangest collection of shows but i did this ages ago and i don’t want to repeat lmao)
who is your favorite character in 2? Steve Harrington. my number one boy from the 80s. absolute Dad™ energy beyond belief.
who is your least favorite character in 1? um maybe otis? or principal groff? idk and it’s not that i hate otis it’s just main characters with boring storylines (like his in s2) spend somuch time on screen and i get tired of seeing them over more interesting characters.
what is your favorite episode of 4? either 3x09 because the Depth™ of the third act where justin is stuck in this cycle of addiction where he gets himself into situations where he shouldn’t be using and he realises he’s fucked up, but then is met with more drugs from bryce and so he just takes them. as the song screams during the football game ‘we’ll be together forever and ever and ever’ its a metaphor for his addiction. or 2x12 bc justin’s testimony is perfect and it breaks my heart finally seeing his redemption arc come around.
what is your favorite season of 5? the middle few seasons, that’s when the humour was at its best.
who is your favorite couple in 3? JONAH AND AMY off
who is your favorite couple in 2? lmao joyce and hopper (but only in s1&2) or dustin and suzy
what is your favorite episode of 1? hmmmmmm..... the episode where jackson tries to win over maeve, or the one with the viral picture
what is your favorite episode of 5? jesus idk. i like the one where they all wanna go to that concert but they have one few tickets. idk the name of it though
what is your favorite season of 2? season two (for steve) or three (for robin)!
how long have you watched 1? since it came out
how did you become interested in 3? i watched it when it came out on tv and i just love sitcoms so i got really into it. all the characters are so funny, and jonah and amy are one of the few sitcom couples i’ve found myself shipping.
who is your favorite actor in 4? brandon flynn or alisha boe. no hesitation there. both genuinely as actors, but also their acting on the show and their work outside of the show.
which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5? eh idk, maybe that 70s show bc i don't care for most of the characters on sex ed or st but i watched every season of t70s and i loved it (except randy, he can get the fuck out)
which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3? superstore. because there are more and i watch them any time they’re on tv. i gave up on my sex ed rewatch tbh i just skipped the the jackson and maeve scenes
if you could be anyone from 4, who would you be? like lich rally none. maybe jessica davis if what happened to her never happened. or like zach? he has it pretty easy that fucker.
would a crossover between 3 and 4 work? whatever do you mean? jess and justin totally went to cloud 9 in 1x03 to get their halloween costumes. but no. in no way would that ever work.
pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple? *shouts from the rooftops* MAEVE AND JACKSON
overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5? oh shit, lucky i got both the sitcoms for this. probably superstore? you can never have enough workplace sitcoms.
which has the better theme music, 2 or 4? 13 probably, bc isn’t stranger things just a *bass drop* thing? even then, they’re both pretty weak. theme music for shows is doing so bad these days. netflix get your shit together. but soundtrack wise, 13 also wins. even though i love ST 80s music, i’ve found so much good new music from 13.
i’m not tagging anyone bc the site is dead and i’m lazy. and my laptop isn’t working well. 
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sabbath-of-sally · 5 years
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Hey there, i love your blog somuch!! I can’t even!! Could i get the gang with an s/o who loves to paint to help them relax please? 💕
“Hey there, i love your blog somuch!! I can’t even!! Could i get the gang with an s/o who loves to paint to help them relax please? 💕’
Sal: Sal isn’t very artistic himself, but he LOVES art
Like wow
You made that with your hands?? And your brain??? Incredible.
Loves to watch his s/o paint when he comes over
Will surprise them with new paints, brushes, and canvases
How do they make such pretty art when they ALREADY a masterpiece?
Larry: Ooooo, fuck it up, babe
He’ll be painting right there with them
He’ll probably paint them painting
Paint inception
He LOVES their art
Art swaps all day every day 
Ash: She’s prefers drawing, herself
Does that mean she won’t try to paint with you?
Absolutely not  
She’s not as good at painting, but she’ll still do it to hang out with them
She sometimes just draws though
The two biggest art hoes in Nockfell
Todd: Ya guy Todd
He cannot art
He cannot art to save his life
He is so bad, Ash had to tutor him in it
Who tf gets tutored in art
How do you even tutor art
Nonetheless, he enjoys his s/o’s work
Literally, how tf do you people do that
Why can’t his hands do the thing
help 
(Idk why I’m crying in the club rn, ty!!)    
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wildm00dswings · 5 years
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end of year asks- that ill be answering myself cuz the ghost of david bowie told me to
what did you learn about yourself this year? that no matter how much progress i make in life i somehow wind up back in the same place i was in 2012; bored in my room silently suffering alone
best moment of the year? going to disneyland for the first time at the ripe age of 20
worst moment of the year? the abandonment phase of late june 2018,, that wasnt fun
what was the biggest change you experienced this year? moving. i dont like moving. it was somuch work. moved from the hometown to a city i hadn’t visited since 2008.
best song of the year? Softcore - The Neighbourhood. ive listened to it five million times, i hIGHly recommend it
best album of the year? VI - You Me At Six. “Fast Forward” was my favorite track, also highly recommend it
what’s one thing that happened this year that you want to change? how #depressed i was while in Los Angeles. i was living my best gotdam life going to disneyland and all of a sudden im crying in the bathroom of our hotel at 2 in the morning for n o r e a s o n. i feel like a sad corpse every day of the year it had NO RIGHT to show up that week. there were somany amazin moments i couldnt enjoy bcus of it. i know i have no control over the mental disorder but i still believe i had the ability to replace it with serotonin instead
best book/book series of the year? i havent touched a book since 2005
best television series? CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM. greatest show ive ever seen holy heck im so glad i discovered it this year.
how was your love life this year? non-existant. i talked to three guys who ended up ghosting me in less than a week that was fun.
what made you cry the most this year? the depression i shouldve never befriended six years ago
biggest regret of the year? the surprise depression while in LA. not being sympathetic enough was also a big thing but thats p much every year
best movie of the year? i literally only watched one movie in 2018 and that was Indredibles 2
favourite place you travelled this year? Los Angeles (to be fair its the only place i traveled to at all this year, i rlly need to travel more)
did you make any new friends? i almost did back in october but for no gotdam reason i completely ghosted them and it still haunts me to this day. they were so fun to talk to why did i stop replying why do i s u cK somuch
did you learn anything about your sexuality this year?  im still quite bi
what are some hobbies that you developed? paying more bills?? idont kno W
what surprised you the most this year? how boring my 21st birthday was. i literally did nothing. didnt drink, didnt get a cake. just got a “o hey ur 21 now neat” and thats it. why tf was i looking forward to this age so much as a kid literally nothing happened.
do you look different from the beginning of the year? not even a little bit. im still waiting to evolve into some bomb ass mcdonalds french fries. till then im still a dirt covered potato.
how did this year treat you in general? more lows than highs tbh. im still a dying corpse, but a corpse that went to disneyland .. . !!
what message would you give yourself at the beginning of the year? “you got a sh*t storm coming u thought 2017 was a struggle holy fnck prepare for world war III family fights and some real suicidal thoughts″
has your fashion style changed this year? nope. still living in band tees black jeans and converse... .. i just realized how yikes that is im in my flipping 20s now and i still dress like a high schooler who listens to green day’s american idiot on repeat wtf do adults where? ??
one of the best meals you’ve had this year? Denny’s Grand Slam meal. idk why but it was all i ever wanted to eat while in los angeles.
who has made the biggest impact in your life this year? probably the peeps that fncked me over
what’s one thing that you hope will continue next year? my trips to los angeles. even tho i had to learn the hard truth that ur depression doesnt just fnck off while ur on vacation, getting on a plane and visiting the city is so amazing cant believe i only live five hours away from it i cant wait to go back next year. @silentcypress take this fun little 2018 summary questionnaire i tagged u in it so u have to
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ve6a · 5 years
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i cannt believe after so much work to let myself love someone again i still fucked it up i stll chose badly and messed it up. it took s o much f me. somuch time and effort to let me feel that again and nw its all gone and worthless. i feel ashamed i let it go this far despite knowing better. idk why he let me. this was a fucking mistake
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