#also not pictured: everyone else's upset responses

[starhoppin]

pick a picture; how would your future spouse act when they're jealous?

pile 1 -> pile 2 -> pile 3

disclaimer; this is a general reading! these messages may not fit everyone. please take what resonates and leave the rest.

「pile one 」

five of pentacles rv (cb: queen of wands, four of pentacles), king of swords rv (cb: ace of swords, seven of cups rv), nine of pentacles (cb: four of cups, nine of swords)

when your future spouse is jealous, they tend to keep their thoughts to themselves. they view you as the queen of wands - charismatic, bold, charming - overall, a catch. so when others flirt with you, your future spouse gets a bit possessive. still, they seem to recognize that the way others behave towards you is beyond your control, and you cannot be held responsible for whether people flirt with you or not. consequently, they feel like bringing it up would only create unnecessary conflict between you two. however, - in a moment of weakness - this person may act cold and a bit rude toward the person who is flirting with you. this person is normally level-headed, but the thought of you being with someone else really upsets them. i also see them reassuring themselves that you only have eyes for them. they trust you a lot and you actually may be the type to shut down any person who tries to flirt with you - particularly if they're doing so in front of your future spouse.

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「pile two 」

page of pentacles (cb: six of swords rv, three of cups), queen of pentacles rv (cb: ten of cups, four of cups rv), ace of cups rv (cb: four of pentacles rv, knight of pentacles)

i think your future spouse would struggle with acknowledging that they're jealous. they'll make an effort to act like everything is fine, yet it feels more like they're suppressing their genuine emotions. they may be the type to bottle up their true feelings in general. this person could struggle with issues of abandonment/neglect from past relationships, so when situations like this arise, they have to do their best to work through those emotions. instances that trigger their jealousy could be akin to reopening an old wound for them. despite knowing that you're happy together and you're not interested in anyone else, their instinctual response is colored by past feelings. your future spouse might place a high value on material possessions, and their love language may lean towards gift-giving. in light of this situation, they may become more extravagant in their gift-giving, almost as if they're in the courting stage in your relationship again. it's an energy of "no other person can provide for you like i can."

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「pile three 」

five of swords rv (cb: six of wands, king of swords rv), three of pentacles (cb: queen of pentacles, five of cups rv), five of pentacles rv (cb: six of cups, king of pentacles)

out of all the piles, your future spouse is most likely to speak up and tell someone off if they're flirting with you. they seem to perceive the conflict as a form of competition, but it's not true competition because you are already taken by them. it's like your future spouse has this perspective of "try all you want, you can never win them over." still, your person is likely to voice their displeasure and make it clear that they'll never have a chance with you. while you may prioritize harmony, your future spouse exudes an attitude of "i don't care if they like me or not." they are the kind of person who speaks their mind in any situation, even if they're aware you might disapprove. i distinctly heard the words "charity work," so they might use cutting words to convey that the person is not even close to being in your league. this person has a healthy sense of self-esteem and also believes that you share a strong relationship based on trust. although they may get a bit heated initially, i don't think that they'll dwell on the situation.

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tarot deck used in this reading: ostara tarot

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[rosehxnt]

why am i me?

characters: deuce spade, cater diamond, leona kingscholar, kalim al-asim, vil schoenheit summary: you can’t help but compare yourself to those you see on social media warnings: overall mentions of insecurity about appearance/personality, reader wears makeup (vil), kind of implied post book 4 (kalim), possibly ooc, anyone can be pretty, grammar is what i want it to be

Deuce Spade  ��Why is everyone on this app prettier than me?” you mused, looking through the pictures of various magicam stars. “Ugh, I hate it here,” you said dramatically as you threw your phone down against the couch.  “Did someone say something?” Deuce was already on his feet, ready to fight someone on your behalf.  With calculated words and good reasoning skills of course. Not fists, never fists.  “No one said anything I just feel…” you trailed off, hoping you didn’t have to say it but your boyfriend’s look of concern pushed you on.  “…lackluster compared to everyone else.”  "That's not true!" His enthusiasm about it almost startled you. "I think you're the prettiest in all of twisted wonderland."  "But look at all these people." You went to retrieve your phone but Deuce intercepted you and tossed it on a nearby table. You were slightly concerned about the state of the screen but were quickly distracted.  "Those people don't matter right now, so stop comparing yourself to them." He sat next to you. "I like you how you are, and I won't stop reminding you of that until you realize you're just as pretty, if not exceeding in prettiness, compared to everyone else."

Cater Diamond  He couldn't say he didn't relate to you, but other things were more important at the moment.  Cater watched your frustrated face as you tried to pull off the latest trend on magicam. He wished he could secretly capture it and post it with a 'totes adorbs' caption but he had promised you not to do that without permission.  "I can help you if you want," he offered from across the table.  "I got this," you assured him. "I just need to figure out how they did this one part."  You also needed to figure out how they did the part after that, and the one after that.  Cater could tell, and you could tell that he could tell. There was no other option at this point.  "Okay, I need help."  The next few minutes consisted of Cater leading you through the steps of the trend but you just couldn't get it down like everyone else seemed to. Cater could sense the previous frustration was close to making you even more upset.  "How about you do it this way." He shifted your phone so it'd be easier.  "But it looks cooler the way everyone else is doing it," you said as you moved it back in place.  "What if we do it as a couple? That'll be cool."  "You promise?"  "I promise," Cater said as he took control of your phone again.

Leona Kingscholar  Laying next to Leona in his bed, you scrolled through your magicam feed to find that some students in your class were throwing a party.  "Do you ever feel like we're not fun enough?"  He barely shifted to look at you, his green eyes opening to meet yours.  "What do you mean by that?"  "Like we never go to parties or school events and stuff." You sat up. "Places where people have fun."  Leona was sitting up ever so slightly now. "Do you really want to hang out with people you barely know?"  You stopped to think about the excruciating small talk you'd have to go through since as far as you knew none of your friends were going to be attending.  "I know I'd rather be spending my time here with you," Leona broke the brief silence. "It's fun in our own way."  "Really?"  "You heard me, herbivore. I'm not gonna say it again." He settled back down.  Giving no response you dove back to where you were laying. Leona grabbed you by your waist and pulled you towards him, settling his face in the crook of your neck. You smiled, knowing spending the evening in his arms would be much more fun than some party.

Kalim Al-Asim  With your living conditions being less than ideal, you couldn't say you had the resources to buy any trendy or expensive clothes.  This often caused you to silently lament over the fashion of others, sometimes growing into jealousy. The worst part was that you felt bad whenever you became envious of your boyfriend, Kalim, who was by no means lacking in money.  Today was one of those days.  Watching him sift through his latest shopping spree you found yourself becoming quieter in your responses. You didn't think he would notice until he spoke.  "Is something wrong? You're not as energetic as normal."  "No, I'm just feeling a bit tired right now." You tried to force a smile as you reassured him. But he could sense something was up with your facade.  "Did you want to go shopping too? I know you said you were busy but we can always go again," Kalim said, moving closer to you.  "I'm fine, I don't exactly have the funds for it anyway."  "I can pay!" Always the optimist, a smile spread across his face. "We can make a date out of it!"  "Thank you for offering but I don't want to use you like that," you said.  "I'll be okay." He met your eyes. "Please let me do this for you."  You couldn't help but smile at Kalim's actions. "Okay, let's go."  "Yay! Shopping date here we come!"  "Maybe we should ask Jamil first," you suggested while you took his hand as he led you out of the dorm.

Vil Schoenheit  You shuffled across the floor of the pomfiore dorm, phone dangling from your hand as students both avoided you and somehow led you to who you were there to see.  "I'm sorry if I'm bothering you but-"  "My dear potato, you could never bother me," Vil turned to look at you. "What's the matter?"  You stared at your shoes for a moment, too embarrassed to show your face even from this far away. Sensing your apprehension, he stood and took even, elegant steps your way.  "If you don't tell me, I can't help you."  You finally raised your head to make eye contact with the man. "I tried a makeup tutorial I saw online and I look like a clown, not in a fun way. I don't understand how the person in the pictures looks so good and I can't."  "Show me what you were going for, I'm sure I'll be able to help."  Over the duration of the afternoon, Vil showed you not only the proper way to perform the look you were going for but also what colors suited you best and the proper technique to use. He even redid your makeup and allowed you to borrow some items from his collection to use for practice.  Vil sat you in front of his vanity mirror, letting you get used to your new appearance. You inspected how the soft hues looked against your skin, how they complimented you much better than the ones before, enhancing your nose and showing off your eye shape.  "I went with something more natural looking," he said from behind you. "I hope you don't mind, liebling, for you are lovely just the way you are."

a/n: my apologies for some being longer than others or more self-inserty but this will be the first piece of writing i'm posting so i hope it's enjoyable at least m.list & rules

© rosehxnt

#woo i did it #ediewrite #twisted wonderland #deuce spade #cater diamond #leona kingscholar #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #twst imagines #twst x reader #deuce x reader #cater x reader #leona x reader #kalim x reader #vil x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #fluff #hurt/comfort #twst fluff

[citystars]

(★)―――includes: Savanaclaw dorm

(★)―――synopsis: relationship headcanons

(★)―――warnings: none! If anything pls tell me <3

Leona Kingscholar!!

So he's very prideful and arrogant, which leads me to believe he likes PDA. If you dated him, he'd show you off endlessly, especially around his dormmates.

His love language is physical touch. It ties into the whole PDA thing. He likes showing you off

It can be as small as his hand resting on your hip, or to him bragging to everyone that you're his and that's that! No one else has you.

If anyone makes you upset ohhhh he’s pissed. Your feelings are really important to him. Leona is extremely protective of you and whoever hurts you will never hear the end of it

Also, he gets jealous easily!! It irritates him when someone starts to become reallyyy friendly with you, and he desperately tries to keep you away from people. He also claims he isn't jealous since he is the best option for you.

He can fall asleep in three seconds? So he likes napping with you!!

Sometimes you're tasked with waking him up... yeah that's a hassle. He ends up dragging you into bed and you're both late for your class

Dates with him are pretty chill

prefer private ones over public ones

He might simply take you to the garden and lie down with you in his arms

Or he might take you to see the star if he's not sleeping that is.

Something about you calms him, your mere presence could lie him to a deep sleep

The gifts are full of everything.

Everything from him buying you launch all the way to fine jewels you saw while you two were out

Leona cares about you but doesn't want to show it too much like he does with most things.

He genuinely worries that you will get sick of his lazy, uncaring attitude

Overall the big cat loves and cherishes you

Ruggie Bucchi!!

this little gremlin-

the kind who enjoys taking pictures of you while you sleeping peacefully.

He knows just where you are most open to being tickled, and he does it without hesitation. He finds it fun pulling pranks on you. (pranks are his absolute favorite).

He purposely puts a small amount of ice cream on your nose in a joking way

"Shi Shi Shi!, you have something on your nose,"

Undoubtedly, his arm must be sore from the playful hits you give him in response to his terrible jokes.

You are always there to help him with dorm chores.

In return, he showers you with acts of kindness and service.

He is truly husband material.

He surprises you with random cheek kisses and gently holds your hand. :(

"Ohhh, I just couldn't resist kissing your cheek! I hope that was alright,"

He is always willing to assist you with any requests, even those from Leona.

Though he may not admit it, he adores it when you lovingly scratch the back of his ears.

When it comes to date, he loves the peace and quiet of alone time together.

His favorite thing to do with you is laze around, days off with you are always a highlight

he also likes to lean on you when you two are sitting somewhere and he gets bored and or tired which can be a little challenging for you if you're much smaller than him since he just rests his whole body and weight onto you

like he would hold your hands at random times and try his best to make you smile and laugh

He can play both small and big spoon when cuddling

Quick kisses every day

he puts a lot of effort into your relationship and it's the small things he does for you that you love so much about him yes of course by now he compliments you and from time to time makes slight remarks about how important you are to him which you love and definitely appreciate.

Jack Howl!!

Oh, let me tell you about Jack, the self-proclaimed protector! He's the kind of boyfriend who's always got your back, even if you're perfectly capable of handling things yourself.

Now, here's the thing about Jack: he's got a secret soft spot. he absolutely adores head pats. Seriously, it's his guilty pleasure. But he'd never admit it out loud.

In return for your attention, Jack shows you just how much you mean to him. He's all about acts of service and quality time. Need something from a high shelf? No problem, he's there to lend a hand. Craving a small snack? He might have something in his bag

And let's not forget about physical affection. Jack loves it when you run your fingers through his hair or give his ears and tail a little pet. It's like his personal therapy.

And don't even get me started on surprise kisses and those long, tight hugs. He craves that reassurance that he's doing things right and that you're head over heels for him.

When it comes to spending time together, Jack is all about the chill and calming activities. Whatever helps you unwind, he's game for it. And trust me, he'll make time for you whenever possible. He's quite the pro at remembering important dates and noticing any changes in you. That's because he genuinely pays attention to anything about you <3

Loyalty is Jack's middle name. He's devoted to you and your relationship.

Don't be surprised if you find yourself "borrowing" his wardrobe more often than not.

And here's a fun fact: Jack loves it when you brush his fur while he's in his wolf form. It's like a bonding experience for both of you.

Oh, and he absolutely adores seeing that beautiful smile of yours. It's like his personal mission to make sure you're always beaming with happiness.

Now, let's talk about Jack's thoughtful side. This guy goes above and beyond to make sure you're doing well. He'll send you sweet texts just to check in on you, and he's always got your back with little gestures like slipping a water bottle into your bag, just in case you forgot one.

When you two are alone, he becomes a total love bug. The affection and love he showers you with are off the charts.

All in all, Jack may be straightforward, but his heart is definitely in the right place. He's the kind of guy who knows how to make you feel special and loved. Consider yourself lucky to have him by your side.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #leona kingscholar #twst leona #leona x reader #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie #ruggie x reader #jack howl #twst jack #jack howl x reader #citystars☆

[fangirltothefullest]

Thoughts on the welcome home update because YES. Spoilers below the cut.

That sleep aid pill is called remderem which is almost "remember" but the d would be backwards, and its also almost "murder me" while missing the u. Is this anything? I don't know. Im always looking for names of things in args.

We have seen through two puppets eyes. First it was Wally and his discomfort and/or dissociation, and now it's Eddie's discomfort and/or dissociation. Which is fun because we've heard that Eddie would do crafts for the show and you'd just see his hands so that was a fun touch.

First iteration of the website we had mail letters (Eddie) giving us clues. Second iteration had bugs (Frank?) and active drawings (Wally?) giving us clues. Now we have symbols giving us clues and they remind me of stickers a little bit so possibly a connection to Sally? Who else would give the tiny pictures? Questions questions.

At the end of that commercial before his existential crisis, they say Eddie has been invited and they did his job for him so he could rest. Eddie does not seem happy about them doing his job for him instead of letting him do it himself. I am reminded of how clumsy with the mail he seems to be sometimes and how much work they make him do in the other audio clips. I wonder if he is feeling extremely overwhelmed but also unappreciated and that they can do all this work to help and choose not to most days? Sally insists it was easy to do and Eddie does not sound pleased.

One thing i can't stop thinking about and i have to go back and really re-watch the commercials closely, is Poppy. When they invite Eddie to the party they say everyone is there but there's no Poppy in the picture? And earlier they poured gravy on an ornament that, to me, looked very oddly shaped and almost like meat, and we hear Poppy, but we don't see her. So... a pea on a plate..... "P" on a plate? My brain could be misconstruing but did they eat Poppy and is that what he's actually seeing and is that why it's all red? I'd he seeing the reality beyond the mask? Is it more than a pea?

Eddie says "where?" In his crisis as a response to Frank calling his name. People are talking about this as if he doesn't know where he is. I agree this is a likely idea but what if he's asking where Poppy is? Do we ever actually see her in any of the videos or do we just hear her?

Wally has feelings a lot which is good to confirm he has feelings! Eddie also said he would be happy with an apple every single day and my he is an innocentbautism creature wally agenda is flourishing.

The amount if commercials has me fascinated because people used to do that for TV shows (still do but those earlier type ones welcome home is referencing is spot on) commercials for basically everything is accurate and what is funny is the accuracy of what each person is selling. Howdy with the cigarette commercial- he takes every opportunity to sell you something no matter what even if it's not good for you. Sleepy looking Wally selling you sleeping pills happy with the thought of the dream.

Wally being nervous about getting the holiday correct. Is it because he's never done it or ia Home going to hurt him?

Did home hurt Eddie because he was upset during the party? It sure fucking looks like it with home watching him so intensely. Does the chair have something to do with it?

Eddie's scribbled writing reminds me of the people trying to decipher the code on the safe.

On the secret pages it's signed "-W." But it talks as if it's a human person who watched the show and is working either the WHRP team. It also talks too grown up to be wally. Who is this?? Is it the same person from the terrified scribbles of the hidden page previously? It seems maybe so because of referencing needing the cleanup.

#welcome home #welcome home spoilers

[syrikif]

Gamer Etiquette

Kodzuken x Streamer!Y/N

Pairing: Kenma Kozume x Fem!Reader

Genre: SMAU, Written Elements, Strangers to Lovers, Romance, Fluff, Humor, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Streamer/Youtuber AU

Upcoming content creator/streamer, Y/N, has gone viral for lots of things. Her infamous dumb moments, her blended cookie recipe (which tastes better than it sounds), the way she rages at her friends during games, and about a hundred more.

But her most recent viral moment? Accidentally knocking famous streamer, Kodzuken, off the Bedwars map and making him lose his two year winning streak.

Now with more attention (and hate) than she ever asked for, her only option left is to go to the source: the man himself, Kenma Kozume.

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Chapter 4 (b): Guilt

Word Count: 2659

To be honest, Kenma is doing this entirely out of guilt. 

Sure it isn’t technically his fault that people have no self control and don’t know how to mind their own business, but his fans were probably the main root of the problem. So he felt some sort of responsibility towards her, regardless that they’d never met before today. 

“Are you loaded in yet?” He waits a few seconds, almost impatiently so, his eyebrows slowly raising as he waits even longer. “Y/N?” 

A soft sound of movement, a throat clearing, “Sorry, what?” 

Kenma sighs, “Are you loaded into the game yet?” 

“Oh- yeah. I mean almost, my wifi’s being weird.” She laughs then and it’s so painfully forced that Kenma physically feels himself cringe. He has to give the girl props though, she’s doing a lot better acting excited than he is despite the fact that she seems more nervous. 

He’d only asked for her discord on complete impulse, not really considering what would happen if she agreed until it was too late. Don’t get him wrong though, he isn’t upset about it; finding new people to play his favorite games with is always enjoyable for Kenma. 

But he also isn’t looking forward to this being any more awkward than it already is. 

“Are you on the server already?” 

Kenma shakes his head, “No, I’m waiting for you to be ready so I can start streaming.” 

“Oh,” she says and Kenma only then realizes that he’s been treating her like he treats everyone else, even though they know essentially nothing about each other. “Sorry, I’ll be done as soon-.” 

“Don’t worry about it.” And now he’s interrupting her; great first impression, Kenma. “I’m trying to finish eating right now anyways.” 

She doesn’t say anything for a moment and then, almost out of nowhere, “What are you eating?” 

Funny thing about that though is that he’s not. 

“Ummmmm-,” he trails off, desperately searching his brain for some sort of response. “Apple pie,” he finally manages to say. 

“Wait really?” Y/N suddenly sounds much more genuine than she had mere seconds ago. 

Kenma hums in confirmation, head nodding even though he’s currently lying straight through his teeth. 

Why? Who knows. Kenma definitely doesn’t. 

“I had apple pie too,” she goes on to explain. “Literally like ten minutes before I turned on my PC.” 

Kenma isn’t actually eating any apple pie right now, so it’s not as much of the insane coincidence that Y/N seems to think it is. But it is one of his favorite desserts, so he did have some fairly recently enough for it to be considered at least a bit strange. 

“You’re kidding,” he tries to match her enthusiasm.  

“Do I look like the type of girl to joke about something as serious as apple pie?” She’s teasing him now but his mind is slow to pick up on it, unintentionally leaving her in awkward silence as he processes her words. 

“I don’t know,” he drags out the last syllable. “You sound like someone who would.” Kenma has never actually seen what Y/N looks like - and sure he might be comfortable lying to her about eating apple pie - but joking about her appearance without even properly seeing it first seems like a line he shouldn’t cross. 

She scoffs then and Kenma can almost picture the exact face she pulls in the process, having frequently seen the same expression on his own roommate’s. “I have literally never been so offended in my entire life.” 

Kenma subconsciously shrugs, “I have to keep everyone humble somehow, you know.” 

~~~

“I got some stone,” Kenma tells Y/N as he runs over to drop a Stone Pickaxe in front of her. Although, this time he does it close enough to ensure that she doesn’t have to move to pick it up. 

“Oh thanks,” Y/N herself is busy collecting wood, but she’s definitely mining more than she really needs at the moment. 

“I know I explained this a bit earlier but we wanted to stream together just to clear some stuff up,” Kenma says when he notices how confused everyone still is in his chat. “Like how we actually don’t know each other. Right Y/N?” 

Y/N’s character suddenly turns to him in game, mimicking a head nod. “Yeah, I have no idea who this guy is. What’s your name again? Kenny?” Kenma admits that he has to stifle a laugh as she starts running around him in circles. “Well I guess I wouldn’t know because I don’t know you.” 

Kenma rolls his eyes, “You know what I mean.” 

“Yeah,” she easily agrees. “Just like how we didn’t know each other during that game, I also totally didn’t mean to kill you either.”

“Oh yeah definitely not,” Kenma nods, looking over at his chat for a brief second as Y/N stops before a random oak tree to start collecting even more wood. 

Why is y/n mining so much wood???? 😭 😭

y/n’s skin is so cutteeee

I love how Kenma’s just watching her run around lol

But Kenma’s attention is suddenly brought back to the game when he hears the sound of something being attacked, only to see his health two and a half hearts lower and Y/N standing suspiciously far away from him.

“What did you just do?” 

“Huh? What?” She plays innocent almost too well. “What do you mean?” 

“I’m beginning to think you killed me on purpose,” he teases as he starts making his way towards a cave he spots in the ground. 

She gasps, as though she genuinely feels betrayed by his words. “Of course I didn’t mean to, I would never do something like that.” 

He nods as he enters the cave, immediately running towards a vein of coal embedded into the wall. “Oh right of course. Because I totally didn’t see you aiming that fireball at me or anything the other day.” He shakes his head light heartedly as he begins collecting the coal with his own stone pickaxe. 

“See I’m glad you agree with me, Kenma,” Y/N joins his side in the cave, mining the stone beside him before placing down a crafting table. 

His head subconsciously tilts, “I thought you didn’t know my name.” 

Kenma watches as she places a furnace next to the crafting table, “That was before.” 

“Before what?” He opens the furnace when he sees it light up, his curiosity satisfied when he realizes that she’s cooking some Porkchops. 

“Before I knew it. Obviously.”

“Oh duh,” Kenma makes a show of facepalming, adjusting his hand just enough to look into the lens of his camera. “Should’ve known. How could I be so dumb?” 

“You tell me,” she says nonchalantly. “Isn’t that like your forte?” 

Kenma pauses at her words, shifting his gaze back to his monitor as he uses his mouse to slowly turn and look at her. “What?” 

“What?” 

LMAOOOOO

y/n has no chill lol

STOP CUS I LOVE HER

“Did you just call me dumb?” He’s definitely hearing things, because there’s no way that the girl who was fake laughing twenty minutes ago is now teasing him like they’d been friends for years. 

“What- no- I would never- I mean-,” she’s stuttering practically on purpose at this point. “Oh, iron!” 

Kenma turns his character in the direction that Y/N is looking towards, eyes squinting as he leans forward in his seat to try and spot it. 

And then he hears her giggle. 

“Ha! Made you look!” 

He sighs, rolling his eyes half-heartedly as he leans back against his chair. “You’re literally a child.” 

Y/N manages to stop laughing for only a brief second, “I can’t believe you-,” her voice suddenly breaks off with a gasp as she tries to catch her breath. “Fell for it,” she’s barely even able to finish the rest of her sentence, too busy practically cackling.

Kenma finds himself chuckling along with her, even though she’s entirely making fun of him right now. But he doesn’t care, not even a little bit. 

Because for the first time since they’ve met, the interaction feels real. 

~~~

An hour later, Kenma’s stuck in a cave and Y/N is doing who even knows what on the surface, when his roommate walks into the room. 

Y/N is in the middle of telling some elaborate story about the first time she ever played minecraft when Kenma hears his door open. He doesn’t really react at first, only glancing at his viewfinder to confirm that Kuroo’s walking into the room. 

“And then-,” she abruptly stops. “Did I just hear a door open?” 

Kenma would have thought that his microphone (or even discord for that matter) wouldn’t be able to pick up such a soft noise. He’s been proven wrong a lot today though. 

“Yeah sorry,” he confirms as he turns to actually look at the person now entering the room. “It’s my roommate, just give me one second.” Kenma mutes himself in discord but keeps his stream’s audio on, trying not to censor Kuroo as much as he wants to. He then just decides to leave the world, knowing there’s really no way to pause an online game. 

“You? Apologizing? Since when,” the older man snorts. 

Kenma closes his eyes with a sigh, “Shut the fuck up.” 

“That was unnecessarily harsh.” 

The streamer adjusts in his seat, turning in his chair to face his roommate. “I’m still streaming, what do you want?” 

His best friend frowns, “I’m bored and being swarmed by cats out there.” 

“Did you get in the catnip again?” He briefly gets distracted by the sound of Y/N saying something in his headset, but isn’t able to understand anything she’s actually saying because Kuroo is speaking at the exact same time.

“It was only like this much!” He makes a small gesture with his fingers to further prove his point. 

Kenma stares at the distance between his pointer finger and thumb for an unnervingly long amount of time. “Only that much huh?” 

Kuroo suddenly hides his hand behind his back, “Hey don’t look at my fingers like that, you perv.” 

“It’s not my fault you just happened to measure the exact length of your di-.” 

“AHHH!” 

Kenma flinches as he’s cut off by a blood curdling scream, his pulse skyrocketing as he frantically turns back to the game. 

He somehow manages to unmute himself, his fingers clumsily controlling the mouse to log back into the world. “Holy shit are you okay?” 

“Fuck- yeah sorry!” Y/N is still being loud but it’s nothing compared to the way she’d yelled only a second ago. “Jesus, I’m so sorry; that scared me so bad.” 

Kenma feels himself relax against his chair, mentally sighing as he glances back at Kuroo with a clear expression of relief. “She’s good?” 

“Yeah,” he nods, swallowing unsteadily. “Fuck, did you hear her?” 

“Are you kidding? I think the whole street heard her,” he jokes and Kenma can’t help but smile. Leave it to his best friend to be able to relieve such a massive amount of tension with one simple sentence. 

“Your roommate heard me?” Her voice practically exudes embarrassment. 

He chuckles, “Yeah, I think you both gave us a heart attack.” 

“Oh no,” she groans. “I’m seriously so sorry.” 

“What even happened?” (Translation: what the fuck made you react like that?)

“I was just focused on building a house and then a bird or something - I don’t even know what it was  - slammed against my window.” She pauses and Kenma can hear her release a deep breath. “It scared the absolute shit out of me.”

“Okay I guess that’s fair.” He feels something tap against his shoulder and turns to look at Kuroo’s questioning expression. “A bird hit her window,” Kenma elaborates for him. 

His roommate suddenly laughs, “I think chat was more worried than we are.”

Oh noooooo

Poor Y/N 😥

She needs therapy after that 💀

“They like her more than both of us combined,” Kenma confirms. 

Y/N makes a disapproving noise, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” 

“Here wait,” Kenma says to pretty much no one as he grabs his headphone splitter and the second headset he always has on hand. After plugging everything in, he adjusts his microphone and wheels in another chair so that both men will be able to talk to her. “Okay, my roommate can hear you now by the way, Y/N.” 

“Oh. Hi there roommate!” 

Kenma frowns as he turns back around in game to start heading for the surface, “Why didn’t you sound that chipper earlier?” 

Y/N doesn’t get a chance to respond before Kuroo does for her. “Because I’m better than you.” 

Complete silence. 

“You’re not even going to try to deny it huh?” He shakes his head, still trying to find his way through the maze of a cave he’d somehow managed to trap himself in. 

“I don’t know; I’d feel mean if I did,” she responds without an ounce of hesitation. 

“Yeah why are you forcing her to do stuff, Kenma,” Kuroo suddenly chimes in with a teasing tone. 

“Fuck you Kuro. No one asked you.” 

Kuroo reels back in his chair, as though Kenma had physically slapped him in the face. “Um wow okay. I can really feel the lo-.” 

“Finally,” Kenma (accidentally) interrupts as he sees sunlight shining down into the cave. “I’m coming up by the way.” 

“Wait, already?” Y/N sounds strangely panicked. 

Kenma nods slowly even though she can’t see him. “Why,” he can’t help but feel suspicious now after her reaction. 

“I haven’t finished building yet.” 

He begins towering his way out of the hole, “I’m sure it’s not that ba-.” He suddenly stops as he sees a building in the distance. 

“I’m sorry, you said you aren’t done?” His roommate says beside him, basically voicing Kenma's exact thoughts as he sprints towards the house. 

“What the actual fuck this is amazing.” Kenma marvels as he opens what he can only assume is the front door. “How did you do this in two hours?” 

Her character suddenly runs over, crouching in front of him and dropping something on the ground. “I might not be super amazing at PVP, but I’ve been building since I was in elementary school.” Kenma scoots forward to pick up the item, his eyebrows furrowing when he realizes it’s a bed. 

“What’s this for?” 

“I wasn’t sure which room you’d want so I just decided I’d let you pick,” she explains. 

Kuroo nudges Kenma's shoulder with his own, “That was really nice of her. Right kenma?” 

But he's strangely at a loss for words because he just can’t get over the fact that, “She made it red.” His head tilts, “Why’d you make it red?”

“Oh,” she seems surprised by the question. “I don’t really know. I just thought it suited you, I guess.” 

“Hm,” he hums in acknowledgement, making his way over to the first room he sees and placing it beside the purple bed already placed against the wall. “Why don’t we just have the same bedroom?” 

“Ooohh,” Kuroo drags out. (Kenma had completely forgotten he was there.) “Putting your bed next to her’s huh?” 

Apparently they both decide that it’s better to ignore him this time because all Y/N says is, “Why would we share a bedroom?” 

Kenma blinks, he thought the reason was obvious. “So then we have more room for other stuff in the house instead of constantly needing to build for more space.” 

“Oh. Okay yeah that makes sense.” 

His best friend suddenly reaches over to press his mute key for discord, “Kenma’s got moves guys.” 

“Shut up.” 

~~~

Kenma enjoys streaming with her that night. He really, really does. 

But again, he’s doing this out of guilt. 

Or at least that’s what he tells himself when he ends up messaging her again that very next day.

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[bluedalahorse]

I think I’ll say this once, since I need to say it before I can move on to more excited posting about promos and things:

Obviously Young Royals means a lot to me. It’s become another way for me to connect with my hyphenated-American heritage and to start teaching myself Swedish again. It helped me survive a pretty brutal year of bullying at work. It made me confident enough to start the process of getting formally evaluated for autism and ADHD. I’ve been writing a 200k+ historical AU fanfic for YR—the kind of fic I always read and adored back in fandoms when I was younger, the kind of fic I wanted to write myself. I’m proud of the way that Heart and Homeland has made me a better writer, and I’m glad for the way it’s deepened my friendship with @heliza24. It is Young Royals in part that inspired by thesis on restorative justice in YA literature. When I was in the hospital last fall because I almost had a literal stroke from stress, I was comforted and kept calm by the fact that I was wearing a YR t-shirt and had a plush doll of a YR character sitting in my lap. And all of that is the short list.

As we come close to the release date, I hope that every single member of the fandom gets something they enjoy in the new season. I don’t think every person is going to get everything they want, but I genuinely hope there’s a moment, a scene, a line that brings them joy. We’ve all stuck with this series for a while, and I want us all to have something we can take with us. A little bit of sparkle for the road, if you will.

There’s of course the possibility that some of us get a lot of what we want, and others of us are let down. I know this was the case for season 2, and it feels naive to imagine that everyone in the fandom will be equally satisfied by season 3. I’ve got my fingers crossed that I’ll enjoy the hell out of it, but I’m also trying to prepare my heart in case it’s not what I wanted. I’m trying to gently talk to myself right now and say that even if the third season leaves me upset and unsatisfied—even if the writing takes a nosedive or it’s good writing but it’s just not what I wanted—that I still learned a lot about crafting stories and being myself and surviving hardship and thinking about systems and whatever else, from this show. That my experience with the first two seasons still matters, that my work on my fic is something to be proud of. If season 3 is a disappointment, Heart and Homeland will be my new canon. I’m sure there are other people out there talking themselves up in this way too. I know we’re all pushing through the pre-season jitters.

The other thing I’m trying to reconcile right now is how I feel about the promotional material that’s come out, and the conversations around that. Like on my own, I actually feel pretty great? It’s fun to see the new stuff come in? But then I think about the ratio of Wilmon to other things and some of the responses I’m seeing to that. And I see people say like “oh the show is back to focusing on what’s actually good about it” and “it’s great that they’re doing this because the audience doesn’t really care about characters who aren’t Wilmon.” And… hello? Aren’t I the audience? Tumblr isn’t too bad (most of the time) but then there’s like, Instagram, where the Netflix Nordic posted whole set of photos of different pairs and friendships from a whole bunch of shows, and there was one (1) picture of Sara and Rousseau and I saw enough comments where people were like “ew! Vomit! Give us Wilmon instead!” that like… y’all. Frida Argento is a human being and a damn good actress, and Lisa is a good writer of female characters, and like. We can celebrate that, once in a while. We can create space for her too. It’s not Frida OR Omar and Edvin. It’s Frida AND Omar AND Edvin AND Nikita AND Malte AND Nathalie AND Mimmi AND Fabian AND Samuel AND… look I could keep on listing but I’m going to get distracted if I do.

Like, man. I love Wilmon. Don’t get me wrong. I love the complexity their relationship can run with. There are lines heliza has written for them in fic that make me swoon and I am giddy about the part where I get to read them first. I love the glowsticks. I love Wilmon’s sense of humor and the part where they cheated at Vincent’s rowing race thing and their utmost commitment to being dumbass teenage boys against the world. The first week I saw the show and came into work (where we have an athletic field) I went and took a selfie on the field after covering my hands in those gross fake dots. Look. I am all in.

And also… I came to the show for Wilmon but I stayed for so much more. I would have watched Young Royals once or twice and said “that was pleasant” without ever getting back into fanfic after a decade away, if the show was only Wilmon. I do like Wilmon, but it wasn’t Wilmon who inspired my thesis on restorative justice or made me a better writer overall. I survived that year of bullying at work because I could come home and write my ensemble fanfic, especially the parts where I focused on the non-Wilmon pairing I was in charge of writing. I finally felt confident enough to be evaluated for AuDHD because of a connection I felt to a character who wasn’t Simon or Wilhelm. It was a plush doll of a non-Wilmon character who sat in my lap and kept me calm while I was hooked up to those scary machines in the hospital this past October.

I guess my one humble request is that people be thoughtful about how they use phrases like “everyone thinks” or “no one wants.” Not every member of the fandom has the same opinion, and not every member wants the same things out of season 3, and there are some of us who are happy about the new Wilmon content but who are still feeling a little hungry for more of our most beloved characters, and hope they’ll get meaningful storylines (and not get ignored) in season 3. I do know we probably won’t all get what we want, and that some of us will probably get more of what we want than others. I hope that whatever happens, we’ll all get something we want, and we can all be gracious about it, and continue to find meaning in the canon.

For the people here on tumblr who are already including me in their everyone… thank you, thank you, thank you. I hope you know who you are and I hope you know how much I appreciate you. And I do hope this Little Fandom That Could can keep going into all sorts of new creative places.

#young royals #young royals season 3 #young royals season 3 spoilers #yrs3 spoilers

[mstrickster]

How do you think the queer batkids would come out to Bruce and the other kids/siblings?

Thank you so much for the question. It has had me laughing for a couple of hours just because I'm picturing it. It is chaotic, to say the least. However let me break it down by each individual.

First off, I don't believe it would ever be an issue telling their siblings. I fully believe the bat siblings are ride or die. Even the ones that have tried to kill each other. So I think that telling their siblings would be very casual. I feel like the big person to tell would be Alfred and Bruce. Bruce, more so than Alfred. With that said, the kids!

Dick: I like starting with Dick. He is the oldest, and I think that's always a good place to start. Now, I fully believe he would have no reason to come out. Not to be stereotypical, but we've all seen The Discowling. No straight man would ever wear something so fabulous. Therefore, I feel like Dick would get a lot of blasé responses. There would be a lot of "yes and"" and "I already knew that." Which I think is hilarious because I feel like he would pout. However, thankfully, that would kind of set the tone for everyone else.

Cass: Cass is the favorite daughter, so I don't think there would ever be an issue with her coming out to Bruce. If she even so much felt like she couldn't, Bruce would just destroy himself. He would be so upset that he did something that cause his daughter not to trust him. On the off chance that didn't happen, she would just come out by bringing home a girlfriend. What are they going to do? They can't fight her.

Jason: Jason wouldn't. Let me explain as an adult, Jason Todd doesn't see the need to bend to anyone. This includes a matter of his relationships. I love Jason and his siblings, but if one of them said I have a problem with you being queer he would probably just call them stupid and walk away. I don't think they ever would have a problem with it, though. So if anyone did find out, it certainly wouldn't be through Jason. Also, I feel like Jason would consider it a fun surprise to pay back Bruce. He would tell Alfred, though, because Alfred is his favorite.

Tim: I fully want to believe that Tim would either do the least or the most. Like he would either tell somebody just randomly out of the blue. It would sound more like he was asking them to go to the store, then he was telling them that he was bi. On the other end, I could see him rigging up the bat computer to display the bisexual flag and just waiting for someone to find it. It would also have his initials right in the center.

Steph: Since she's technically not Bruce's kid, she would see no reason to come out to him. Therefore, I think she would only come out when Cass brought her home as a girlfriend. Bruce would probably ask her why she didn't tell him. To what she would respond, "You're not my real dad."

Damian: I don't think Damian would to most of his siblings. He would tell Dick but it would be in a very formal way. I can just picture him sitting Grayson down and presenting a PowerPoint to explain how he is not straight. As for Bruce, he would probably just drop the news when he couldn't be around to attend a gala because he had a date. I fully believe it would also be very matter of fact. Probably something like "Father, I apologize. I cannot attend the gala for I have previous arrangements with *insert male person here*" Bruce would reply, saying he was happy that Damian felt comfortable enough to tell him. To which Damian would find confusing because how is he going on a date, brave?

Duke: I don't believe that Duke is actually queer. I firmly believe he is on the category of straight person who's on thin ice of the group. However if he was clear and he had to come out I feel like he would overthink it. Like he would want to invite the person he was with to dinner and make it a big spectacle. He would probably stand up against Bruce and tell him that he doesn't care what Bruce thinks and that he is *insert sexuality here*. To which Bruce would reply by thanking him and asking him if he would like a dinner roll.

I kind of wanted to include Harper and Cullen. However, I don't think that either of them would be a surprise. We know Cullen is already LGBT in the comics. So it wouldn't be too big of a deal if Harper was as well. They would probably be the ones that everyone either already knew or guessed. Also, Barbara isn't someone who needs to come out. People come out to her instead. If she did choose to date a woman, no one would say anything because she has all their dirt.

Edit: I found out that Harper is canonly bisexual. So I stand by what I said it would not be a big deal. She's also strikes me as one of those ones who wouldn't feel the need to tell anybody. Her brother wouldn't care, and I doubt anyone else who cares about her would care that she was bi either.

Someone also added the tags that Duke would be kind of that person who's just like go to the flow with his sexuality. Someone who likes who he likes and doesn't fret about the label. I am 100% on board with that.

His only struggle would be introducing the person he likes to his family because they're insane.

#batsiblings #batfam #dick grayson #jason todd #cassandra cain #stephine brown #stephcass #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #barbara gordon #harper row #cullen row

[vroomian]

actually maybe the reason Charlie makes the connection from 'yrz' to 'my uncle blue (what she called yrz as a child)' was because yrz, as the only actual responsible person Lucifer knows, was often roped into babysitting while the royal couple were busy or fighting.

i'm picturing yrz in full library demon get up and sitting at a cramped table with three-year-old charlie, having a very serious tea party. it's also important to me you know that yrz can change his height and his library demon form is the tallest. so he's folded in half, knees up to his chest, holding a plastic cup that's thimble-sized compared to him.

the fact that children love yrz hasn't changed, nor has his habit of treating them like small, unfinished people who should be Taught and Listened To Seriously. most of his patience actually goes towards children no matter how little he likes them lol.

also: yrz singning baby Charlie to sleep, of when she gets upset. maybe even the start of baby Charlie's lifelong love of music, coupled with lillith's canon beautiful voice? I'm picturing specifically Little Saphire's lullaby by Ginny Di (change saphire to ruby maybe?), if i were a fish by corook, riverboat shanty by emily axford. just cute sweet little songs.

and then later yrz is hanging out at the hotel and it's late enough that everyone else is asleep, but charlie wanders out (post-meeting adam) because she's worried about heaven. yrz makes her a hot chocolate, and they sit in quiet, and charlies like. why does this feel so familiar? yrz, who is reading a book, starts humming saphires's lullaby unconsciously. then it clicks and charlies like: "uncle blue????? Why are you short now?"

and yrz is like whoops, cats out of the bag lol. also rude. so charlie and lucifer are the only ones who know that yrz is also the library demon.

#me just now: wait. emily axford. d20 emily axford???? #turns out yes. that emily axford! #bizzare! #anyway i love sticking yrz with small impressionable children and watching him sweat lol #it'd be funny if the babysiting was what lucifer demanded as a favor. #charlie knew uncle blue but not the library demon or yrz #hazbin au #bfiasc aus

[ze0re]

❝ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 ! ❞ -𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝐈. 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

➪ ☻︎ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: @yuujis-sunshine - “Hi, it's been a while since I requested a story. Do you mind if you made a Yuuji Itadori x Black! Reader oneshot who is obsessed with Hello Kitty and also have ADHD plz? 💗”

⇨⚠︎︎ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 !¡⚠︎︎⇦ fluffy, sweet angst, adhd!reader, black!reader, soft!yuji

𝐀𝐍. okay so i first i apologize for the late request ☹️, i haven’t checked my inbox nor has my notifications notified me about any requests so this is 2 months late, and second i know NOTHING about ADHD but i searched it up and it had some stuff listed. like Fidgeting/ Squirming, Loses stuff a lot, Doesn’t pay attention, Day dreams a lot etc. So this might sucks but i hope you still like it ☹️.

- 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈

It was like any normal evening with Yuji. He comes over to your dorm lays in bed with you, cuddled up against you surrounded with a bunch of his kids (Your hello kitty plushies) feeling loved and happy to be with you after a long mission. You of course were overly excited to see him again after a day or 12 hours of not seeing him with a big feeling of joy rushing through your veins as you held onto him like your life depended on it. Sometimes you think how lucky you are to be with someone like him? I mean, he’s so sweet, kind, generous…especially extremely patient with you. It warms your heart to think you’ve finally found someone who could handle your ADHD without getting upset or annoyed easily. You would fidget and squirm a lot which caused guys to stay away from you, it made you sad for awhile thinking you were a burden to everyone with your disorder but when Yuji appeared everything changed for your thoughts and feelings.

At first you were scared to tell him you had ADHD, afraid he would leave like everyone else but when you gathered enough courage to tell him- he didn’t mind it all. When you heard the sentence leave his mouth, “I don’t mind. It’s not like it’s your fault, plus i find your fidgeting cute.” You felt your heart explode, you always had trouble with your fidgeting so when you heard someone found it cute made your heart melt. Time skipping ahead. When you two started getting closer he learned more about you, you’re extremely obsessed with hello kitty, you two have a lot in common and both read the same Manga! When Yuji first saw your room he was surprised, he thought you were joking but when he seen it himself you weren’t.

Your bed was just plain (B/C) with a lot of Hello Kitty plushies and a Hello Kitty blanket, your wall covered with posters and pictures of you and your friends, a Hello Kitty theme vanity mirror, a theme lamp- you even have a theme toaster! Your room was amazing and pretty cute, it only made him more attracted to you, which moves forward to now. You and Yuji have been together for over 10 months now and you were the more happiest girl ever, when just seeing his faces makes you giddy inside. It made Sukuna absolutely sick to his stomach but you didn’t care! But from the happiest moments…you still have a feeling of doubt for all of this. Always had bad thoughts if Yuji was dating you out of pity, or because you were an easy shot? All these thoughts clouded your head you didn’t realize you were starting to day dream, fidgeting with his hand more than usual and squirming from the awful feeling.

Yuji sensed a mood change in the demeanor feeling your fingers fidget around his hand more and you squirming staring at nothing but the bed with a blank stare. You were day dreaming again. Yuji rubbed his thumb across your fidgety hands with furrowed eyebrows, “Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked softly snapping you out of your thoughts to look at him, his eyes read concerned as he looked at you, you looked back biting your lip looking away, sighing in response. Before you knew it you started rambling about what you were thinking, you rambled about how you thought he was dating you for the pity of it or because you were an easy shot etc etc.

Yuji didn’t intervene or interrupt you but just stayed there taking in your words as he caressed your hand with his thumb. He hummed as well as nodding his head paying attention to each word you’re saying, when you gotten done with your rambling you looked up at Yuji with furrow eyebrows. “So..yeah..t-that’s what i’ve been going through my head..I-I’m sorry It was just a lot and i started to ramble and I- mm!?” Your eyes went wide feeling Yuji’s lips ontop of yours practically telling you to shut up and listen, you relaxed into his kiss, kissing him back for a moment before he pulled away bringing you closer to him. “(Y/N) stop. The day we started dating remember when I told you I loved you for you? I’m not dating you out of the pity of it nor because you were an easy shot, I started liking you because you’re you and that’s what made me attracted. And the rambling? I don’t care, It’s better if you let it out than hold it in.” You felt your eyes start to water at the comfort he gave you, you remembered half that day when he said those words..due to bad memory you couldn’t remember it all but you remembered his words.

“I will always love you, I wouldn’t do anything to change you. You’re perfect the way you are.”

That’s right..he did say that. You bit your lip leaning your head into the crook of his neck hugging him close as his grip tightened around your waist pecking your shoulder blade, rubbing your hips. “You don’t need to be sorry either. It happens to the most of us, i hear you apologize again I’ll get Gojo sensei.” He teased chuckling at your groan, “Ugh..he’s gonna give me a lecture for two hours again.” You mumbled in between his neck as he laughed shrugging his shoulders, “it’s better to get more help that way. But that’s only if I hear you apologize again for nothing.” You rolled your eyes snuggling closer to him breathing in his comforting smell, “You’re really the best Yuji.” You said playing with the back of his hairs, get felt his heart speed up smiling at your words. “Only for you.”

“I’m always heree.”

#jujutsu kaisen #{ 🖋️} writings #black reader #anime x black!reader #fluff #anime x reader #angst #yuji itadori #yuji itadori x reader #yuji x you #yuji x black reader #adhd #adhd reader

[pariskim]

bonnie kelly as a character makes me so crazy because shes so much more, real? than some of the other parents. it's still a comedy and everyone's actions are exaggerated but there's a sense of upsetting realism to her character compared to luthers genuinely frightening front or franks behaviors in episodes. she genuinely cares for joyce and it isn't fake or to get something from her but it's so manipulative and unhealthy in it's existence of sweetness. i genuinely don't believe she's not an evil person or purposefully manipulative, i think shes a really damaged person but the consequences of such are so much more evident. she cares for her kid in the way none of the other parents in the show do but also puts joyce into this caretaker role instead of taking accountability. she had not much of a choice in some of the ways she raised joyce, having to do work to survive and thus leaving her with her brother due to shelley not being around, but it's like shes stuck in that time period still of not acknowledging anything being wrong with the situation at hand but joyce is growing older and older and things have already clicked into place for her on her childhood and some of the stuff she went through.

she's unstable and it isn't her fault, but in acting like she does it puts joyce in such an awkward situation. she doesn't want to leave philly in case something hapens, but she can't go home because her mother won't stop inviting over her uncle who she begged her mother to see had hurt her and she couldn't do it. her sisters abandoned the family as soon as they could, taking up jobs not unlike their mother did, and joyce can't really blame them for doing so but now is left entirely with the responsibility of the family and nothing to say for it. she didn't have anyone else besides her mom as a kid besides mac, none of the other parents cared so she had to take care of herself and her mom growing up but she doesn't hate her for it, because at least her mom stuck around.

i think in recent seasons especially post s15 finale, joyce has started like. letting herself realize how messed up her family situation is, not as a joke, or as a comment offhandedly. her dad is dead, and all she has left if her immediate family so she heads back home in grief.

going to her moms house literally resulted in pulled teeth and blood on the kitchen table. bonnie hurts herself, physically, a repentance or distraction or victimization of herself for joyce's sake instead of apologizing or fixing the situation at hand and it's such a visual look into their family dynamic. bonnie wants s much to keep this image of herself as a good mother to her little charlie that in the process she doesn't even treat her like a real person. they go to the kelly house and she's putting on a birthday party for jack but joyce didn't even remember how old she was, never getting parties or big celebrations from her mother and the ensuing scene of joyce slamming the phone over and over is so painful? like certainly in the show she's gotten mad at her mom before but there's this genuine rage at the situation, before having to inevitably take care of her mom and apologize, holding the rag to her bloody mouth. it's such a literal picture of the continous cycle of violence in the home but not actually fixing any of the issues at hand

#THIS IS SO LONG. AND ITS NOT EVEN EVERYTHING. #ias analysis #probably not going in the main tags ie she hering charlie. but please talk to me about this

[hoodharlow]

Just Us

AN: Miriam is in her groupie era 😌😌😌 and Jack and Miriam found out about something that happened four years ago

Requested? No

Warnings: mentions of Sydney Sweeney and allusions to smut

Word Count: 3.9k words

"I can't believe this is the first time you fly me in first class." Miriam told Jack as she settled in her window seat. 

"This isn't first class. We're in business class." He said, sitting next to her in the aisle. 

"Oh that explains a lot," she mumbled, unimpressed at the seating. 

Jack and Miriam were currently boarding a flight from Sydney to Melbourne. Miriam had finally finished filming and joined Jack down unda for his Australia and New Zealand shows. She had a few weeks off before she went to Atlanta to go film a mini series with Aaron Taylor Johnson. She auditioned for the role back in May and didn't get a response until a few days ago. Her mom was also cast and was going to play her mom. Miriam was excited because she always wanted to work with her mom. Even if their characters don't have the greatest bond. 

"I like these." Jack commented, bringing her hand up to inspect her nails. "When did you get them done?"

Miriam gave him an unamused look and pulled her hand back. Jack knew when she got them done, he was on facetime with her the entire time. 

After she finished filming, she made a stop in New York before heading to meet up with him in Paris because they were flying from there to Dubai to Perth, Australia. In New York she met up with her nail girl, who apparently was also Jack's nail tech before the couple even met, and got her nails done. She decided on getting a nude almond-shaped nails with black, white and grey swirls. It had been months since she got acrylics. She had a month off before filming and wasn't going to be doing anything too demanding. 

She also got some blonde highlights for shits and giggles. What she wasn't expecting for them to cause so much controversy. When she landed in Paris she went straight to where Jack was performing. People filmed them hugging, not knowing it was her, and quickly assumed Jack was cheating. The crowd was split fifty-fifty when it was time for him to go on stage, half getting into his performance and the other half not happy to be there. It wasn't until the following morning that everyone saw why people were upset. All the gossip sites ran with the story so Miriam posted a selfie with 'in my Shakira in the La Tortura mv era' because her hair resembled Shakira's hair in that music video to her Instagram Stories. On her actual Instagram, she posted with Urban, photoshopping them over the Olsen Twins in a picture of their movie 'Passport to Paris' poster because he was the only close to her hair color. 

"You swear you haven't seen them wrapped around your dick the last few days." She said, opening her Mrs Fields cookie tin. 

She was at a small shop in the airport and bought the largest size box. Those were her favorite cookies, besides the ones Claudia makes for her. In her opinion, they could give Crumbl a run for their money. 

"Not gonna lie, I'm still getting used to your hair and I was trying not to think that it reminded me of Urb's hair from a few years ago." He said, biting into a M&Ms cookie. 

"You're thinking of your best friend while I'm sucking you off?" Miriam made a grossed out face. 

An elderly woman gave them a judgmental scoff as she walked past them after hearing Miriam. Jack snorted, making Miriam roll her eyes at him. 

The flight was roughly two hours long. They, Jack and Miriam, The Homies (who were touring with Jack) and their respective teams landed around noon. They waited until the other people in flight got off to get off. They went through a separate way to get to baggage claim. Once they went through airport security and everything else, they were in a shuttle bus en route to the hotel they were staying at for the next three days. 

Miriam was texting her parents to check in as her and Jack rode the elevator to their suite. Even after moving out, her parents insisted on knowing wherever she went and needed constant updates from her. She would have called but the time zones still confused her so she sent them a text in case it was the middle of the night. 

"You sure you don't wanna go see Aitch right?" Jack asked as the doors opened to their floor. 

Like Jack, Aitch, his British rapper friend, was also doing festival shows and concerts down in Australia and New Zealand. He had a show in Melbourne tonight and after his show, Aitch was having an after party. He invited Jack and co a few days ago when they were in Sydney for Splendour in the Grass. Urban and the guys agreed, but Jack was still undecided which meant so was Miriam. 

"I'm following you around. If you wanna see him, we can go. If you don't wanna see him, then we don't have to." Miriam said, taking the keycard out from inside her phone case. 

"Good because I'm taking you out." He nodded, holding the door open for her to go in first. 

He had already booked a private tour at an art museum and a private dinner for them at the hotel's rooftop. The hotel had an igloo dining feature since it was winter time in Australia. It was for them to celebrate their one year anniversary. They never agreed on an exact date, but they became an official couple some time in late July of last year. One thing they agreed on was that they've been exclusive to each other the second they met. Jack wanted to do something nice for Miriam because she deserved it and because they haven't had alone time in a long time. 

"Where are we going?" She asked him curiously. 

"Damn, I can't surprise you?" 

"I mean yeah, but I just wanted to know if we were going to be outside." Miriam said, shrugging off one of Jack's many winter coats.

She had been living off his suitcases because she didn't believe Claudia when she told her that Australia and New Zealand were actually cold between June through September. Miriam genuinely thought it was going to be similar to Florida in the winter and packed a lot of summer clothes. When she landed in Perth she was shocked that it was cold like in San Francisco. Luckily she did some shopping in Sydney and got some basics like leggings, jeans, and a few long sleeves. 

"We're gonna be indoors then we'll be outdoors." He said hugging her from behind. He kisser her neck, dry humping her as he said, "Then my dick is gonna be in and outta you."

*

Miriam’s feet were killing her. She had the genius idea of wearing six inch Christian Louboutin strappy heels to a museum where she and Jack got a three hour tour of the entire museum that was the size of a mall. In her defense it was the only pair of shoes that went with her outfit. 

She wore a black with clusters of small red flowers bustier and skirt set that had came with fingerless gloves that went up passes her elbows. The set was originally an ill-fitting maxi dress that was very loose in the chest area when Miriam bought it. She altered it herself creating a fitted cropped bustier and maxi skirt that went with her height. With the fabric she cut off, she made the long fingerless gloves. 

"This concludes our tour, I hope you enjoyed it." The tour guide told Jack and Miriam. 

"We did thanks." Jack smiled at them. 

The tour guide led them to the entrance and thanked them once more. Miriam sat in the nearest chair and sighed contently. 

"You good?" Jack asked her. 

"No, my feet hurt from all that walking." She pouted. 

"Who told you to wear them to this?" He asked.

"Certainly not you because you wouldn't even tell me where we were going." She muttered. 

"I'mma order an Uber then get our coats." He said, typing away on his phone. 

Miriam nodded and handed him the two slips the coat person gave them when they checked in their coats. She was twisting in her seat, cracking her back, when she realized she was sitting in front of the gift shop. She quickly got up and texted Jack that she went inside the gift shop. 

She loved buying books from museums or places she's been to. She also collected a bunch of fashion history books. Miriam just loved having them around her house. Not only for aesthetic purposes but also because she loved immersing herself in them and learning. 

She found the main one for the museum and several other ones from specific exhibitions. She also grabbed a few books about plants, animals, and flowers. She paid and nearly ran into Jack at the entrance. 

"All set?" He asked her, taking the bag so she could put on her giant coat.

"Yeah," she nodded, zipping her coat all the way up to her chin. 

"Our uber is three minutes out." Jack said, reaching for her hand. 

They exited the museum and stood in the pick up area. Not long after a black SUV pulled up. Jack approached the car and asked who they were here for. When the driver answered with his name, he motioned Miriam to go in. 

She leaned her head against his shoulder and read an email her mom sent her while her and Jack were on their tour. She clicked on the attachment. It was a draft of an article Sydney Sweeney did for the Hollywood Reporter for her Emmy nominations. A lot of actors do interviews after getting nominated as part of an Emmy campaign to get the academy to vote for them. Miriam also got nominated for her role in the mini series she did with Jenna Ortega, but she wasn't doing any Emmy campaigns. She was just honored to be nominated. 

Miriam skimmed the article, rolling her eyes where Sydney defended Cassie for fucking her best friends abuser. Her eyes landed on a paragraph where Sydney talked about how it's unfair about people having connections being able to walk in while she had been busting her ass for years. She went on talking about how she isn't privileged enough to take six months off from working to travel with her rapper boyfriend like a certain actress who looks like her mom. Sydney went on about this certain actress for a few more paragraphs, shaming her for coming from a rich family, but ended with her being happy that she actually got a role her and the certain actress were auditioning for. 

Miriam frowned. There's no way Sydney was talking about her. Sure she fit most of the criteria and they both auditioned for a role that went to the blonde actress. But why did Sydney even mention her? Miriam literally minded her business and knew her place when it came to auditions. She was fully aware and acknowledged the privilege she had because of who her parents are. 

She went back to the email and read what her mom sent her. It was a summary of the article, explaining that it was going to be published, but the author had worked with Isabela and sent her a draft of the article as a courtesy. Her mom also asked if she wanted to make a statement regarding what Sydney said. Miriam replied to her mom, asking her to leave it alone. She didn't have the energy to start some unnecessary beef with someone that doesn't affect her life. 

She felt Jack shake her shoulder. "Bro, I've been calling your name." 

"Huh?" Miriam blinked at him. 

"We're back at the hotel." He said. 

"Oh shit." She mumbled, scooting to the door. She turned to the driver and thanked them. 

Jack placed his arms over shoulders and guided them to their suite. He was dropping off their things before heading to the roof for their private dinner. He could tell something was on Miriam's mind. She never missed a chance to talk about what she bought at places. He deduced it must've had to do with what she was reading on the drive to the hotel. 

"You okay?" He asked her gently.

"Not really," she sighed, hugging herself. "My mom got an article sent to her that Sydney Sweeney did and she spent a good chunk of it shading me because of who my parents are."

"What the fuck? Why?" Jack frowned. 

"Because I don't need to work and it's unfair that she can't afford a gate around her house and she needs to stay booked to afford it." She said in a snippy tone. 

"Come here." He said, opening his arms. Miriam begrudgingly walked to him. He hugged her tightly and kissed her temple. "Fuck her and fuck who else has shit to say about you. You're one of the most hardworking people I've met in the industry. You're actually aware of the privilege you have unlike several people we know who thrive off it and act completely shocked that they and their families have connections. I'm sorry that she came for you unwarranted like that. I can't speak for you, for obvious reasons, but I want you to know that you're a fucking badass, Miriam. Last year you filmed three movies and a tv show and this year you won your first Oscar and Grammy and you just got an Emmy nomination. That shit doesn't come solely for being the daughter of people in the industry. Those awards and nominations are a result of your hard work. Sure your connections helped you out in the beginning but in the end your talent why you deserved it. I don't want you. I don't want you feeling bad. Okay?"

"Okay.” Miriam nodded tearfully. 

Jack wiped the tears and leaned down to kiss her. "Let's get going. Our reservation is in fifteen minutes." 

They went down to the lobby, there was a separate elevator that led guests to the restaurants and lounges in the hotel, and took the elevator to the rooftop bar. Miriam’s face lit up when she saw the igloos. They were a dozen igloos, each the size of one of those sheds that Costco sold that look like mini homes. Though these were shaped like igloos.

Jack checked in with the hostess and they led him and Miriam to an igloo for two. Inside there was a small velvet couch with a coffee table in the middle. Across from that was a small dining table with two chairs. 

"Any drinks to start the night?" They asked Jack and Miriam.

"Water for now." Miriam said.

"I'll take sparkling water." Jack said. 

"I'll bring those in a bit. Here are the menus." The hostess said, placing them on the dining table. 

"Thank you." Jack and Miriam said in unison. 

The hostess nodded and walked out of the igloo. Miriam shrugged off her coat and placed it behind a chair before making her way to the couch. Jack did the same and took the menus so they could look at them. He sat next to her and draped her legs over one of his thighs. 

"This is nice." Miriam said, leaning her head on his shoulder. 

"Yeah? Not too cheesy?" Jack asked nervously.

"Oh it's corny as hell," she said, making him laugh. "But that's not a bad thing. I rarely got to do dates like this in the past, so I really appreciate this. And it's also a change of pace. The past few weeks we've been jumping from location to location, going to show after show."

"I know we've been together the past few weeks but I feel like we haven’t spent time together. Just us, you know." He said, placing his hand on Miriam's knee. 

"Aw you're a big ol' shoftie." She said, kissing him. 

"Don't say that you're gonna ruin my street cred." 

"Bro, you're a white guy from the suburbs. You don't have street cred." 

"Shut up." 

Miriam cackled. 

A server came by with their drinks. They took Jack and Miriam's orders. Jack got a steak with a side of veggies and mashed potatoes. Miriam ordered the pan fried chorizo and ricotta gnocchi. They also ordered fish and chips for their appetizers. 

"Oh, so my friend Malia is in Auckland and I haven't seen her in a while. Is it okay that I invite her to your show?" Miriam said, dipping a fry in tatar sauce.

"Yeah, what's her full name so I can have Neelam add her to the list. Calum and Claudia are also going, right?"

She nodded, covering her mouth to chew.

"Cal just finished touring and they're meeting Cal's mom there." She took a sip of water and mumbled, "my friend's name is Malia Obama."

Jack choked on his bite of food. "Did you say Malia Obama? You know the president's daughter?"

"Our families go back." She shrugged. "My parents endorsed Barack in both elections and they all became friends sometime in between. My family and I even attended that dinner where Malia gave Sasha a thumbs up when they met Blake Lively's husband."

"Who don't you know?" He asked her genuinely. 

"Gabriel Iglesias." 

Jack laughed loudly, shaking his head. 

The rest of dinner was peaceful. After they ate, a few servers cleared the table and brought out a dessert charcuterie board with a small fondue pot. They also had a drink tray with hot chocolate with things for them to customize their drinks. Despite eating all of that in a span of three hours, that didn't stop them from wanting to fuck.

"Get naked." Jack said, kicking the door shut. "But keep the heels on."

***

"That's too petty, Claudia." Miriam said, taking her phone from her best friend.

"I mean she did spend half of her article talking about you." Malia pointed out. “It was like she was looking for an excuse to mention you without really mentioning you.”

"See, Malia agrees with me." Claudia said, snatching Miriam's phone. 

They were backstage at the Trusts Arena where Jack was going to perform. A few days after Sydney Sweeney's article was released, Miriam had received news that she was going to replace the blonde actress in a sapphic romcom starring Hailee Steinfeld as her love interest. It was the role she mentioned in her article that she beat Miriam. 

Now Miriam was deciding on what should be her caption for her post. Claudia and Malia were suggesting she take the petty route and caption it with 'I have never ever been happier'. She decided to post a picture of her and Hailee Steinfeld from the 2018 Met Gala with 'Can't wait to work with you Hails <3' to her Instagram Stories. 

"You're no fun." Claudia said, reading the caption. 

"I'm not risking it. This is probably gonna be the only chance I get to make out with Hailee." Miriam said loud enough for Jack to hear.

"What's this about you making out with people that aren't me?" He arched an eyebrow at her. 

"It's for work." She reassured him.

Jack eyed her suspiciously. "If you say so." He turned to Malia and the couple that couldn't keep their hands to themselves. "Y'all good? Is there something you want us to get?" 

"I'm good, thank you." Malia said. 

"We're good too." Calum answered for him and Claudia.

"When was the last time the three of us hung out?" Claudia asked Malia and Miriam. 

"Like four years ago at Outside Lands but Miriam ditched us to hook up with some guy who was making her laugh at Future's after party." Malia said.

"Yesss," Claudia nodded. "Miriam was laughing at everything he was telling her. I remember the guy was obviously trying to get a Miriam but he was nice enough to make small talk with me and Malia. He asked me what I was studying and I was like education then he was like–"

"That's where the money is." Jack finished for her. 

"Yeah, how'd you– no!" She exclaimed. Claudia opened Calum's jacket and grabbed her phone from the inside pocket. "There's no way."

"What?" Miriam asked. 

"Jack was the guy you fucked." Claudia said, quickly scrolling through her snapchat memories. 

"Claudia por favor." She laughed in disbelief. Miriam turned to Jack. "Were you at Outside Lands back in 2018?"

"He performed in the morning and Drama got us into Future's after party." Urban said, opening a bag of chips. He pointed at Jack. "This fucker ended up leaving with some girl who couldn't stop laugh– holy shit! You guys fucked." 

"We did not. I would have remembered Jack." Miriam said.

"He didn't look like this." Urban patted Jack's cheek affectionately. "He couldn't grow a beard back then." 

"Man fuck off." Jack murmured. 

"I have like twenty videos of that party." Claudia said.

She played the first video. Her and Malia were vibing to the music while Miriam filmed them. A voice in the background, clearly Jack, began talking to Miriam. She burst into a fit of giggles after one cheesy joke. The video ended with Claudia taking her phone back because Miriam was filming the ground and laughing. Claudia played another video where Jack, who appeared in the video, was promoting his upcoming mixtape Loose and telling them that it was coming out in a few days. In the background of that video Miriam was swearing up and down that she was going to listen to it. The last video was of Claudia and Malia saying that they were waiting for their designated driver to stop making out and the camera flipped to Jack and Miriam heavily making out. 

"Yo, does this look like Jack?" Urban asked Quiiso, who happened to walk past them.

"What do you mean? That is Jack." He said. "He never took off that Generation Now chain back then." 

"Now, who does the girl look like?" He asked. 

"Miriam." Quiiso answered. He took a double take. "Ain't this the time Jack hooked up with a girl at Outside Lands and he was devastated that he never got her name at Future's after party."

"Aw you were devastated." Miriam gushed, nudging Jack's shoulder. 

“Not anymore.” he murmured as his cheeks turned red.

The topic changed and eventually The Homies went on stage. Then it was Jack’s turn to perform. A few hours later Jack and Miriam were back in their suite. Miriam was in bed replying to Claudia because she and Calum dropped Malia back at where she was staying and that they made it to where Calum’s mom’s place was. Jack came out of the bathroom in some pj’s with its accompanying long sleeve, drying his curls with a towel.

“That was Claudia, she said everyone is back home.” Miriam said, rolling to her side to connect her phone to the charger. 

Jack hummed in response and climbed in bed. He opened her legs so he could lay in between them. He liked laying on Miriam because she would play with his curls. 

“I still can’t believe we hooked up all those years ago.” he said, opening the one button that was fastened on her silk pajama top. He kissed between the valley of her breasts. “I would have remembered your cackle.” 

“What cackle?” she asked, pushing him off so she could take off her silk pants. 

“‘What cackle?’ You know damn well which one.” Jack said, pulling down his pajama pants. He brought her hips close to his. “Now let me fuck the giggles outta you.” 

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[hischierswhore]

may I request a fic in which Christian is ready to make his relationship public but y/n is not so sure about it as she is not part of his hectic life and prefers the side of Christian that only her and family and friends are privy to

the official soft launch

pairing: Christian Pulisic x Reader

TW: none

A/N: it's a bit short, but here's the social media au that goes with it

Christian pressed a soft kiss to your temple before speaking.

"I think we should make us public" He whispered into your ear, which caused you to stop breathing for a moment. He felt you tense for a moment.

"I just want people to see us together, as two beautiful people who love each other deeply" He said as he lightly traced his fingers along your cheek and neck. You shivered slightly, hearing the sincerity in his voice. Christian pulled you tighter to him as he brought his head down until your foreheads were touching.

"I don't know Christian..." You started as you slowly pulled away from him.

"As much as I love you, I love what we have now. I love it just being us, nobody else's input or opinion bothering us. You know very well that your fans are extremely critical about who you're seen with, whether or not it's a friend or whatever, they are extremely judgy, Chris" Christian visibly frowned, knowing you were right.

"You're not wrong. I just wish I could brag about you to everyone I meet, and say how proud of you I am without having to worry about you getting hated and judged 24/7" He sighed heavily as you allowed yourself to be pulled closer into his embrace. Suddenly, you had an idea.

"What if we do a soft launch?" You suggested as you looked up at him.

"You could put up a few pictures online that show our relationship, but nobody will know it's me" He raised his eyebrows quizzically, unsure where you were going with this suggestion.

"I could do the same for you, and neither of us would have to worry about being harassed by fans until we decide to actually go public" You explained as you laid there, nervously awaiting his response.

In your mind, it was the perfect solution for now. As much as you wanted to stay private, you also didn't want to upset Christian. He'd done so much for you already, the least you could do was offer him something in return. He thought about your proposal for a moment before responding.

"Let me get back to you on that one. Right now, I really just want to spend some time with you." Christian smiled affectionately, wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around you, hold you close and whisper sweet things in your ear.

He leaned down to press another gentle kiss against your lips before continuing.

"Is that alright with you though? If we soft launch ourselves now, you won't have to deal with any attention from anyone until we decide to officially go public" Christian spoke slowly, wanting to make sure you understood every word. You nodded, understanding his words perfectly.

The last thing you wanted to do was disappoint Christian, who did so much for you already. With a nod of confirmation, you agreed to the plan, ready to let go of your need for privacy.

Once again, you lay your head against his chest, listening to the rhythm of his heart. A peaceful silence settled over both of you as you allowed yourselves to finally relax and fall asleep in each others arms.

#✎ natalie writes #christian pulisic #christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x y/n #christian pulisic x you #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic fanfic

[goatpaste]

id like to hear more of your thoughts on hato! shes my fav jojolion character and no one else talks ab her i love her sm

wAHH i love Hato I really really do love herrrrr

she's defiantly probably my fav character in that part which i know is a bit silly because she really didn't get as much screentime as a lot of others but i really just like what we did get of her. she's just delightful. i really wish we got more of her, in general but also in replace of Joshu. I would have love Hato and Yasuho friendship

then theres the part of me that reads too much into her!!! i know iv overanalyzed her but i did and it sits in me!

Hato rambling under the cut lol

This idea of her oldest daughter, but second oldest child. Her parents love her and her siblings but dad works on their family business and as much as mom never lets you forget she loves you, she clearly has subconsciously picked a favorite in your older brother. Theres something between them you could never have with your mother or brother. This special clique just between them. Then your mother is taken from the picture, your brother is older than you and even if she isnt there his best friend is mom, and its not long now that he's working with dad. You have a younger sister but the age difference is there and she's become quite the daddys girl as dad's stepped in to be both parents. So your left with the sibling closest to you in age, Jobin. He isnt great but you get to have your moments, but even then he's busy being self entitled and chasing some girl who doesnt want him around and constantly doing his own thing.

Despite all this your the odd man out in a house where everyone is the odd man out of each others relationships.

Some time goes by and you find out about your absent mom, and with that disconnection from everyone else, you don't say anything. You dont want to upset them, you simply have to digest the truth of the matter, the bond of your mother and brother. Your the oldest daughter, your not going to stir shit up. But you can't help but feel a bit of resentment toward the whole thing... maybe jealousy that it wasnt you? Its stupid to feel that way on the topic of the death of a child, but she missed out on having that connection with either of them.

Your considered silly and air headed, and you are you guess, you like to have fun and things escape you sometime. But your finding a nice well off boyfriend, the perfect first boyfriend to bring home to your family. Someone thats yours. Plus, shows everyone your a responsible adult who can have an adult relationship. You can step up you can be someone people rely on and trust, your going to be a good person who brings no trouble to your family. Your not your mother, your not your brother and your not going to let personal feelings lay harm.

Then despite all that, all that you've tried to do right backfires and you've put everyone in danger. Your misjudged and it caused everyone to get hurt. Maybe you are air headed..

All this business with these people trying to hurt her family, her mom back in the picture, jobin acting more distant from the family than ever before, falling back into this way with their mother, secrets just for them while you just have to sit and watch and stew in your own feelings.

... then their gone. It's all over and their gone, and your left with having resented your mother for the last years. But you dont hate her, well.. maybe you do. you just hated that she wasnt as attentive to you as you wanted. You hate that you couldn't have had a proper relationship with her or your brother and now it's too late.

But its not too late for family.

I love to picture after the events of Jojolion, Hato going on to pick up Jobins work. She steps up as the eldest child of the family and starts working closer with her dad, helping with the family business, as well as her and everyone else stepping up to help Mitsuba with Tsurugi and the new baby.

Hato finding some peace in the new flow of the family, through strengthening her bond to family finally, finding some sense of connection to the ones they lost through them.

miss growing pains!!

also this comic i love it soo much on twitter i think about it a lot with miss hato

#jojolion #jojolion spoilers #hato higashikata

[crossdressingdeath]

This is the new line iirc. Gale was also quite abrupt. I hope his got changed as well

Oh, that is infinitely better. Looks like it at least hadn't been implemented when this picture was taken (I assume that's what the "IMPOSSIBLE" tag means), but knowing they intend to implement Shadowheart being much more reasonable about the fact that Durge couldn't tell anyone about the dark backstory they didn't remember helps a lot.

Honestly Gale's response—which for those who haven't seen it is "The tadpoles, the Absolute... it was because of you? I think you've said and done more than enough. Leave me be."—doesn't bother me. He's angry and upset. He feels betrayed by the reveal that his dear friend/lover was one of the instigators of this mess that could still destroy life in Faerûn as they know it and needs time to come to terms with it. That is... extremely fair. I take zero issue with the party being angry! I only had a problem with Shadowheart's original response because she was angry about Durge not telling the party their part in the whole thing when she knew full well they had no memory of it. It was the unfairness of Shadowheart blaming them for not telling the party about something they didn't remember that bothered me, not her anger. I'd actually be more annoyed if the party wasn't furious and betrayed about the reveal that Durge was Bhaal's Chosen and one of the instigators of the whole Absolute thing, because... yeah, of course they're not going to take it well. Who would? Rather than change the party's responses to be less negative, I'd like a followup after Durge rejects Bhaal where they... don't apologize, necessarily (I repeat, their anger is extremely valid), but acknowledge that Durge probably did have a reason for doing what they did before (just like how everyone else had reasons for the shitty things they did) and that whatever that reason was the person they are now clearly doesn't share it. Also I actually would like it if there were different greetings between the coronation and Durge rejecting Bhaal to reflect the tension in the group, although that would maybe be a bit much to ask given it wouldn't happen with any other player character. Basically my issue with the response to Durge having been Bhaal's Chosen now that Shadowheart's line is being altered is that the party has a little shout at you and then it's just... fine. This is not the sort of thing that's going to be fine after a single conversation! This is something that would seriously change the group dynamic, and while that might have been a lot to implement (especially since they were already being overworked) I would've at least liked a second discussion about it once Durge really committed to working against the Dead Three.

#bg3 #durge #shadowheart #gale of waterdeep #asks #iomlangealai

[almost-a-class-act]

Please share some givenson HCs I've been loving the Justified posting

It's like you knew I'm watching Justified and not studying! RIP.

Okay, bear in mind I'm on season 5 so I haven't seen it all, and I'm a bitch who thinks canon is a suggestion, so anything that doesn't make sense with canon? We get what we get and we don't get upset. Lmao.

Also, I have no idea if @cenyiere wants us to acknowledge that she was party to this but she was and so she must take responsibility for her crimes get credit. Anything particularly funny is all her.

Raylan is the one who drifts through life getting attached and not being particularly great at it but it's obviously something he wants, while Tim is not That Guy, traditionally. But now there's Raylan, unexpectedly, and Tim isn't sure what to do with it. Is he insecure about himself? No, rarely, but he's insecure about this nebulous thing they haven't named, that he's trying to fit into a life and routine that has been tightly regimented since the army.

So what I'm saying is, Raylan saying/doing soft romantic shit out of the blue to this man who has never, either expressly or by the way he presents himself, invited anyone to speak to him like that and accordingly doesn't know what the hell to do with it, is like a grenade in poor Tim's mental landscape but it's also how I figure they get beyond just being coworkers who fuck after a long day at the office.

2. Thinking about that time Tim was babysitting Raylan and stayed over at the motel, and Raylan woke up to just find Tim sitting there reading. Like this man had time to get up, shower, shave & brush his teeth, put that bucket of gel in his hair, get dressed, put his sleeping bag away, and settle in with his book, and apparently did it quietly enough that it didn't wake Raylan. This has implications for their morning routine when they live together.

Picture it: Raylan wakes up one morning at 6 to pee and Tim's side of the bed is not only empty, but not even warm anymore and it's been made (as well as a person can make one side of a bed when there's someone else in it). When Raylan's sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee later on while Tim does the exact same shit he does every morning whether Raylan is there or not because this man loves a routine (makes coffee, then eggs - sometimes enough for Raylan if he's not being a pain in the ass - then washes his dishes) Raylan is like, "I thought you said you get up at 6:30."

Tim is like, "No, I said I can't sleep past 6:30. If I want to run, shower, and drink my coffee like a civilized person before work, I set an alarm for 5." This is how Raylan finds out things about Tim, like that he runs and fucking hates being rushed through his coffee.

Related: Tim's mom sends him new high-end sheets every year for Christmas because I just want him to have nice things, okay? Raylan does not grasp this at all. "Always sheets?" "Yeah." "It's not really a surprise." "Why does it need to be a surprise?" "...I guess!"

In that vein, Raylan's always learning things about Tim deeply piecemeal, because Tim is not a closed book if you ask him a direct question but he's not like, volunteering personal information.

"I didn't know you had a mom." "Did you think I just sprang up out of the ground?" "No, I mean - you never talk about her." "...She thinks your hat is stupid."

(Raylan can't decide if he's offended by the remark or charmed to have been brought up in conversation.)

(It's both.)

3. Tim has an LOTR tattoo. (It's an Evenstar trampstamp.)

4. I know everyone is in love with Gold Star Gay Tim but I'm not mad at the idea of him being bi? His Very Extremely Hetero comments about Victoria's Secret models and Sigourney Weaver could well be a product of DADT-era Tim super accustomed to trying to fit in, but picture this: His ex-girlfriend rolls into town (the FBI agent he had an in with, maybe? Tim likes smart women but dumb men, it's his toxic trait) and shenanigans ensue. She walks right up to Raylan and eyes him up like, "...this one?" And Raylan suddenly gets the uncomfortable sense that he's being appraised by two versions of Tim. (Will I write this fic? Don't rule it out.)

5. Tim loves crackers. It came to me in a dream. He keeps a box in his desk and another one in the car for cracker-related emergencies. Raylan looks up during a serious moment when they're talking to a fugitive in the conference room just in time to see Tim quietly wedge an entire cracker into his mouth and then panic about how he's going to chew it quietly. Raylan's chasing down a fugitive and he's in a convenience store and on his way out, but he doubles back and grabs a particular box of crackers. Art is like, did I see you pause and waste 20 second grabbing crackers? Raylan's like, .........those ones are hard to find in Lexington.

6. I'm sure this particular smut has been written a million times but don't tell me Raylan isn't super into the idea of Tim wearing his hat while they smash.

7. It's the sad verse, everybody: Tim's dad pointed at gun at him a time or two when he was a kid and that's why he got a little attached to the idea of killing him with a gun.

8. Tim feels like his value is tied up in his job, which gets established early. When he's babysitting Raylan (in season 2 I think?) he says something like "will you give me some credit, I'm a professional", and when Raylan asks how he knows about Gary it's "because I'm good at my job?" And then of course: "I can't carry a tune etc but I don't miss." And when he's reluctant to help Raylan with the FBI thing it's because he doesn't want Raylan "going all Raylan" and burning his contact. I have feelings about this because flash forward if you will to established relationship Givenson, when Tim must know that a big part of the reason why Raylan and Winona didn't work out and he got a shot in the first place is because of the job they do. Something to stare at the wall about!

9. Two nights ago I watched that part in season 4 where Callie remarks on the fact that Tim held back with Bad Haircut Fuckface because "you had empathy for him" and Tim's like, when I take him down, his eyes will be clear. Thinking about the fact that he's probably lost a few friends to drugs, wasn't just avoiding the question when he told Bad Haircut Fuckface about joining the Marshals, understands that impulse to get fucked up and not think about it and the only thing that helps is having something to do that feels like it matters.

Also thinking about when he rolls up to help Raylan get into the veterans bar half in the bag and Raylan sounds vaguely incredulous when he asks, "are you drunk?" There's also the time when Art is talking to the guy who wants his job and says Tim "probably has ptsd, probably an alcoholic" and like, he's obviously just trying to scare this guy off but he clearly knows it's a possibility. Crucially, he doesn't know for sure.

All to say that I think maybe Tim walks a tricky line with alcoholism. When he drinks, he drinks HARD. He goes through times when it's too many nights a week. Never at cop bars or anywhere people might know him, sometimes alone. But since he doesn't drink at work and always gets up and does his morning routine and comes in seeming okay, no one notices.

10. Re: later on, established Givenson: Tim's emotionally aware enough to know that he could certainly look after someone else's kids - smash cut to the precious montage of him doing cute shit with Raylan's daughter - but he can't be someone's dad. He dragged himself out of a shitty childhood and made the best of a brutal military career where half his friends couldn't hack it in civilian life but there's no room in that carefully constructed stability, wherein he's carved out a productive adulthood and held his ground but he has to work at it, to figure out how to be a good parent and get up and do it every day. And I doubt he sees himself as the marrying type, either. I bet it's a long time before eventually Raylan is the one who suggests they move in together. There's an undercurrent of Tim like a caged tiger at first, having to share space he's unaccustomed to sharing and altering routines he's never altered. (I have the feeling Tim does a lot of work in the background, mentally, that people don't see. Raylan gets the hang of looking for it after a while.)

11. A happier one: Tim and Raylan can't remember which flannel is whose anymore. People are surprised to find out about them and then Rachel's like, are you kidding? Raylan's worn that green flannel four times in the last two weeks and it is NOT his. (Rachel Is The Best At Her Job Agenda 2k23. Tim just keeping tabs on Gary for??? What reason?? That's boyfriend behaviour. Raylan is just oblivious. You know Rachel knew!)

12. Tim I-Am-Not-Coming-Down-From-This-Car Gutterson is a cat guy. He's going to have a cat in any fic I write, sorry or you're welcome in advance. His cat's a hater, as well; Mittens and Raylan have a healthy wariness of each other.

13. There are these lyrics in the Fallout Boy song I put on my Givenson playlist (lol, you already know I'm wearing a full face of clown makeup, might as well tell you all the sorry details):

'Cause you're the last of a dying breed Write our names in the wet concrete I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me

HC: Tim has a therapist through the VA. Mentions it once (Art makes some comment about something and Tim's like, "my therapist did say I should work on that"). Raylan isn't sure if he's joking and asks about it later. "You have a therapist?" Tim looks up from step 4 of his unhingedly detailed morning routine like, "Can't you tell by how well-adjusted I am?" Raylan honestly still can't tell if he's joking.

14. Re: Tim and Winona: On Tim's part, once Givenson becomes a thing, there might be that surface level, like. That's the gorgeous woman who is always going to be in Raylan's life as his baby mama insecurity but it's not a real visceral jealousy. He almost feels a little sympathy because damn, it's clear that both parties got their hearts broken over that not working even though it was never going to. Could picture a conversation where Tim and Winona are trying to feel each other out when Raylan isn't in the room for whatever reason and neither of them are bullshitters so it's just like. "Are you worried you have something to worry about with me?" "Nope. If it were going to work, it would have." (I do think they'd be friends eventually because Winona is too much like Raylan for Tim not to come over fond, honestly. Lol.)

15. Raylan's daughter headcanons? Here we go!

Eventually the kiddo asks Tim what she should call him and he's just like "...Tim?" Because what else would it be? She draws a picture at school and it's labeled "my mom" "my daddy" "my Tim". Baffled to discover other kids don't have a Tim. Tim's only comment when he sees the drawing is: "Look, Raylan, she got your giant head right." But he puts it on the fridge and it stays there through moves and whatever else.

He definitely teaches this kid how to shoot when she's older because he doesn't want her learning bad habits. He explains it to Raylan like, "I have one marketable skill and it has served me very well so I'm passing it on." Raylan's like, "you have two, but one you can't teach her."

16. To circle back to Tim not considering himself to be the marrying type:

They've been together for years when Raylan makes some throwaway comment related to like, work benefits or something similarly unromantic: "I'd ask you to marry me tomorrow if I thought you'd say yes."

Tim gets that zeroed-in look like he does whenever Raylan says something that actually for-real pulls his focus: "What makes you think I wouldn't say yes?"

"Would you?"

"I don't do jewelry or contracts that don't expire."

"It's almost like I know you."

#my case of Never Shut The Fuck Up-Itis is nigh terminal #anyway for anyone who read all that I'm sorry about your brainrot #givenson #justified #tim gutterson #raylan givens

[chasingmidnights]

13 Nights of Halloween: Campfire Stories; Story Eight

Title: Can You Picture It? 

Storyteller: Johnny Storm 

Summary: A story of a stalker taking things a little too far. 

Warnings: First, this is 18+, minors DNI!! Some darker themes in this one: mentions of alcohol/drinking; minor cursing; if stalking makes you uncomfortable, please do not read this, it is the main theme for this story; angst; and I believe that’s everything. I apologize if I missed anything, but you are responsible for what you read and consume on the internet. By clicking, ‘keep reading’, you agree to these warnings and that you’re above the age of 18. I do not claim to be a professional writer, all mistakes are my own and nothing is beta read. 

Wordcount: 1,140

The rain continued throughout the day but by the time night fell, it had finally stopped. Flames from the fire flickered and popped, sending small embers into the air. You smiled as everyone talked and enjoyed themselves for another night around the campfire. Every story that has been told so far, you’ve enjoyed rather thoroughly, so you definitely couldn’t wait for tonight’s story. You polished off your third s’more with a smile on your face, washing it down with some hot chocolate before you spoke up. 

“So, who’s telling tonight’s story?” 

Everyone glanced around at each other for a moment and before anyone else could speak up, Johnny raised his hand as he took a drink from his beer. 

“I’ve got one, pretty bone chilling too.” 

“Bone chilling?” Ari questioned, his interest piqued. “This should be interesting.” 

“Go on, honey, tell your story.” Wanda encouraged Johnny with a smile. 

Johnny nodded his head before he started his story.

“Alright, so, this actually happened to a buddy of mine, and honestly, I do not know how he handled it so well. I probably would’ve killed the person if they had done this to me. It all started at the beginning of Freshman year of university, his name was Chase Collins, we had met on the basketball team. Chase had met this girl and she seemed normal, I mean she was relatively attractive, pretty smart, and on the cheerleading team. You know, as normal as a girl can get. In the beginning of their relationship, there weren't any red flags, at least none that Chase could see. However, as months went by, Chase began to notice a few things. 

“One of the things that he noticed was that a few things would go missing from his dorm room, nothing too big, just maybe a hoodie or a family picture. He also started to notice that if he didn’t reply right away to a text or call, she would become upset with him. This girl would also get extremely jealous if she saw him talking to another girl, even if it was just for work. He put up with it for a little while, but when things started to take a turn, he tried to end things. She would insist that he should have a picture of them on his lock screen of his phone, which originally he didn’t mind but then, it became more. Whenever they went out, she would take tons of pictures. Some would be of the two of them and others would be just of him, which didn’t bother him so much at first. However when he woke up to an Instagram post that he had been tagged in and it was filled with different pictures. He was a little alarmed by the post, especially when he saw the last picture of the post. It was a picture of him, but he was sleeping. He noticed that the picture was taken in his dorm room and just from looking at the window, it was dark outside. She had been in his room while he was sleeping, she hadn’t even stayed the night yet. Somehow, she had gotten into his room. When he exited out of the app, he noticed a notification from his gallery, so he clicked on it. He was in utter shock at what he discovered. 

“There was a new photo album on his phone and it was titled, “Our Life”. Chase felt the blood run cold in his body as he took a moment to think. He already had an idea on who might have done this, and he really hoped it was wrong. But when he opened up the album, his jaw dropped. The album was filled with pictures of him and his ex. Some of them he remembered seeing or being taken - like there was a picture of them at a Knicks- but there were others that he could tell were photoshopped; such as them at Cape May, they had never been to Cape May. And it got worse. There were some photos that were just of him. He was either on his way to class or out running errands, he was truly horrified. He shuddered at the images in front of him on his phone. 

“He couldn’t help but feel violated in some way, he had never had this happen to him before. Sure girls had been upset when he broke up with them but they were over it within a week. He had no idea how to handle this type of situation. He couldn’t even imagine what was going on through his ex’s mind. He quickly deleted the album on his phone and put a new passcode on it, also changing all of his other passwords. He could only hope that in time this would all just go away, but he was wrong. About three weeks later, he came home to his dorm and found a hand crafted photo album at his door. He carefully picked it up, glancing around as he did; he could feel his gut starting to twist. Terror filled his body as he flipped through the pages of the scrapbook, goosebumps prickled up all over his body. That was the last straw. He needed to do something about this and make it end. This was not the way he pictured his life would be going while at university. So, he decided to get out while he could and transferred to another university. Before he left though, he reported her to the police. However, by the time they went to talk to her, she was already gone. Chase could only hope that she had moved on and he could finally move forward with his life.” 

A small silence filled the night, nothing but the fire making any kind of noise. 

“That’s fucked up.” Ransom commented as Johnny finished his story.

“Can’t believe that there was a stalker at school.” Natasha said, a shiver rolled down her spine as she took in the story. 

“Yeah, she was a psycho and completely obsessed with Chase.” Johnny replied before he took a drink of his fresh beer. 

“Anything ever happened to that girl?” Kate asked, curiosity eating at her. “Do you still keep in touch with Chase?” 

Johnny let out a heavy sigh. “No, the police couldn’t find her, it was like she had completely disappeared. And as for Chase, we still keep in touch and he seems to be doing alright.” 

A cold breeze blew through the camp, causing the hair on your arms to rise up. You tugged your blanket closer to you and you made a mental note to not go berserk on Steve if things between the two of you ever ended. Even though the story gave you the heebie jeebies, you were ready for the next one.

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