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vigilskeep · 7 months
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read my powerpoint boy
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for the prompt 'nive, NL!nine, picking up the pieces.' cws for blood and Poor Mental Health.
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"Fuckin'," and Nine takes a ragged breath, on the verge of tears.
"Hey. Hey. Shhh. It happens."
"I just wanted some cereal, man." His voice is thick, and yeah, those are tears. Five doesn't need to be able to see him in the dark to tell. "Fuck."
"Yeah."
"I'm not used to this shit." He doesn't just mean the arm. Nine doesn't like to use his telekinesis these days; says it gives him headaches. Five gets the feeling that's not the only reason, but he's not about to pry. He's needed and that's all he needs to know.
"Yeah," says Five, again, because he knows by now when Nine needs understanding more than words. "Me either."
Nine says nothing, just stares down at the shards of bowl around his feet. Five can't tell if there's blood mixed in with the milk that's reached every corner of the kitchen floor. "Did you get cut?"
It's a moment before Nine replies. "Yeah. I think so."
"Alright," says Five. "I'll get you some shoes. And antiseptic. Stay where you are, okay?"
Nine nods mutely. After a moment's hesitation, Five picks up a spoon off the counter and holds it in his fist. Glass crunches under his feet as he crosses the kitchen to stand by Nine; he doesn't need to worry about it, like this.
"Hey," he says, and holds out his hand. Nine stares at it, head turning for the first time, as the moon reflects dully off the metal through the kitchen window. After a moment's thought, Five shifts his feet, feeling out the shape of the glass--where it won't cut under his weight, as long as he doesn't move--and braces his legs; stands solid. And then he drops his Externa, and his hand is pale flesh in the moonlight again.
Nine stares at it for a long time. Five waits. He won't be offended if he doesn't take him up on it, but sometimes he needs a minute.
Just as he's about to lower his hand again, though, Nine reaches out to lay his own on Five's upturned palm. It's clammy and cold, large in his hand as Nine's fingers wrap around him in a death grip that lasts a few seconds. It grinds Five's knuckles together, but he doesn't mind; instead he squeezes back until Nine lets up again. His grip is loose, almost weak, just as suddenly as he'd borne down.
Nine is still staring down at their hands; his eyes are wet in the dark. Five holds him a moment longer. Then he squeezes again, rubbing his thumb across the back of Nine's knuckles, and gently lets him go.
"I'll be right back."
A pause. Another nod. And then Five's skin is silver again, and he's crunching away from Nine's looming silhouette by the window to get the broom and dustpan.
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mikavlcs · 11 months
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Start a Fire
Pairing: Gwen Stacy x gn!reader
Summary: Gwen saves you and you help her out in return.
Warnings: nothing besides some probable medical inaccuracies and my writing lmao (no atsv spoilers btw)
Word count: 2k
Notes: idk why everything i write is kinda unserious. this also may not entirely make sense, sorry about that...
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Firsts were a special thing.
Everyone, for better or worse, remembered things like their first kiss, and their first date, and their first heartbreak. Because of the novelty of these events, their importance is inescapable, even to the most unsentimental of people.
This same principle applied to superhero activities—or, at least, it did for Gwen.
She would never forget her first high-speed car chase, or her first armed bank robbery, or her first (incredibly embarrassing) criminal interrogation. So, of course, she was excited when her police radio picked up reports of a burning apartment building over on the west side.
Okay, maybe excited wasn’t the right word since people were in danger and Gwen would never be excited about that, but she was looking forward to checking off another box on the list of ‘classic crime tropes’ she kept in her journal. Burning buildings were a staple in superhero comics, and after nearly nine months on the job, it was about time for her to experience it firsthand.
She zipped in and, after a quick chat with the outside firefighters, began extracting civies from the upper floors while they covered the lower floors. Thankfully, the fire wasn’t terrible. They caught it pretty early and since the apartment building was three blocks away from a fire station, there were firefighters on the scene within ten minutes.
Since the fire started on the first floor, the worst of it was easily at the bottom floors, which the firefighters elected to cover since Gwen had more verticality and speed, but there was still smoke. A lot of it.
Now, Gwen knew a lot about fire safety thanks to her elementary school’s yearly presentations on the subject, but by the ten-minute mark, she was beginning to see that she had vastly underestimated the effects of smoke inhalation.
She didn’t have the respirators that they wore, her only protection against the smoke was the cloth of her mask. And at first, that was enough, but it was starting to get to her now. Luckily, she only had one more person to grab—someone on the top floor, frantically waving out one of the windows.
Hastily, Gwen crawled up toward the window you were leaning out of. The smoke was much thinner up here since the fire was only just spreading a few floors down, and she was very grateful for that. She crept to the side of the window, offering a grin you couldn’t see and a wave.
“Hey!” she greeted, securing an arm around your waist. “Hold on tight. This will be quick, just, uh, close your eyes if you’re afraid of heights.”
Once your arms were looped behind her neck, she webbed a nearby building and swung toward a nearby alley.
She deposited you down first, making sure you were steady on your feet before releasing the web and stumbling toward the nearest wall. A series of hacking coughs forced themselves from her throat, making her lean most of her weight against the wall.
“You okay, Spider-Woman?” The question came from her left and she looked over to see you resting against the same wall as her, staring with a mixture of confusion and concern. Gwen flashed a shaky thumbs-up in an attempt to both placate you and preserve her image.
“Perfectly fine. This is actually my first burning building rescue, so this—” She cut herself off with a particularly painful wheeze then finished with, “This is actually a pretty big moment for me.”
“Uh-huh, well maybe you should sit down for a minute,” you suggested, but her mind was already on her next destination, wherever that may be.
She shook her head at the idea, fighting the nausea that came with the motion. “No, no, I’m good. Feeling great. I’ll, uh, I’ll see you around.”
There was an attempt to raise her arm and shoot a web, but it failed rather miserably. She didn’t think the limb even moved, but the sudden, heavy wave of drowsiness that washed over her made that really hard to care about. A sigh slipped from her mouth, eyes drooping.
“Okay, yeah, maybe I’ll just take a little nap first.” The admission came out mumbled, but Gwen didn’t really notice. Nor did she feel herself pitch forward and slip off the wall entirely as her eyes were already slipping closed.
The world went dark before she could even hit the ground.
When Gwen woke again, the first of two major things she noticed was that she wasn’t in the alley she collapsed in.
In fact, she wasn’t outside at all. Her eyes cracked open and instead of staring into the cloudy afternoon sky, she was looking intently at a ceiling. And instead of laying on hard asphalt, she was resting on something soft—a couch, maybe.
She was in someone’s house, she belatedly realized, and that was when the second thing registered all at once.
Her mask was still on.
And it wasn’t just on, it was still tucked snugly into the neckline of her suit, the way she always kept it to ensure it never rode up. That meant that either someone went to great lengths to put it back in the exact position she liked it, or it was never taken off in the first place. When she saw you sitting in the chaise lounge across from the couch, her suspicions leaned toward the latter.
You hadn’t noticed her wake, eyes glued on the tv to her right, so she took the initiative to speak. It was harder than she expected since her throat was so dry, but after a few swallows, she managed to rasp her question out.
“Uh, where am I, exactly?”
Your eyes flicked to her instantly, and you sat up straighter, leaning forward a bit. “My house. Well, my mom’s house actually. She’s at work, won’t be back for a while. Good thing, too, because she would lose her shit if she saw you passed out on her couch.”
“Not a big fan of vigilantes?” she asked dryly. You chuckled.
“No, she’s not a big fan of her furniture getting dirty.”
“Oh,” Gwen muttered, pushing herself up to sit, “sorry, I can—”
Her sentence was cut short by you standing and gently shoving her to lie back down. “It’s fine, I’ll clean it later. Stay there.”
You watched her and, once you knew she would obey, walked out of her sightline. Gwen listened to your footsteps, noting the way you stopped around fifteen feet away. Then, she tilted her head back to glance at the windows and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the light shining through the thin, drawn curtains. She couldn’t have been out for more than an hour.
Now that her initial question had been answered, she moved on to her secondary. “Did you drag me all the way here by yourself?”
“Well, I was visiting a friend’s apartment earlier, so we were only a few blocks away,” you called from somewhere on the other side of the couch, the faint sound of a refrigerator being opened and closed compounding the statement. “But yes, I did drag you here myself. You’re heavier than you look, by the way.”
Gwen’s eyes narrowed beneath her mask, but she chose to take it as a compliment to her forming musculature.
You returned a few minutes later with a glass of water and a pitcher filled nearly to the brim, setting them both down on the coffee table in front of her. Immediately, she pushed herself to sit up, hiking her mask over her nose and downing the entire glass in a few gulps. In her peripheral, she saw you sit back down and look at the tv again, letting the room lapse into quiet.
Gwen let the silence sit for a bit, then asked, “So, why didn’t you take off my mask? Most people would jump at the chance to figure out my identity.”
“I’m not into invading other people’s privacy,” you said plainly with a light shrug. “Plus, you saved my life. Taking the mask off after that would’ve been a dick move.”
She stayed quiet for a minute, absorbing what you said, then, with genuine sincerity, said, “Thank you.”
You waved it off. “Consider us even. I wouldn’t have made it out without your help, this was the least I could do.”
A nod was the only response she gave. She knew she should probably leave now; she was in a stranger’s house, after all. But you didn’t seem to mind, so she poured herself another glass and settled back on the couch.
Despite the unorthodox situation, the atmosphere remained calm and quiet with occasional thought-provoking questions from you such as “What’s it like being wanted for murder?” and “Why do you wear ballet shoes instead of shoes that will protect your feet in fights?” neither of which she had solid answers for but had fun with anyway.
It was nice. Weird, undoubtedly, but a nice change of pace from the more turbulent and fast-paced interactions she was used to having with people as Spider-Woman. You seemed to be enjoying it too, if the fact that you didn’t kick her out an hour ago was anything to go by.
Time continued to pass, the darkening sky outside the window escaping both of your notice. Her phone buzzed in her pocket a few times while you were talking, but she elected to ignore it. That is until the tranquil air was eventually broken by her phone ringing, the Spider-Woman theme song echoing throughout the room.
“Sorry,” Gwen mumbled, pulling her phone out of her suit pocket. She scanned the screen and her eyes widened. It was her dad. She squinted slightly, confused as to why he was calling already, but then she looked at the time, and her eyes widened. Her dad had been expecting her home over an hour ago.
Panicked, she shot to her feet, narrowly avoiding slamming her shin into the coffee table by the couch. She took one step, then another, testing. Her limbs still felt a bit heavier than usual, but it wasn’t as bad as earlier, and she’d be able to swing home with minimal issues.
“Gotta go?” you asked, eyeing her from your seat.
She sighed, nodded. “Yeah, sorry, just remembered I have somewhere to be.”
You gave an understanding hum and she ventured to the door. Her hands were about to twist the doorknob when an idea suddenly popped into her head. It was a stupid idea, which made it all the more pervasive to her waning self-control. She debated back and forth with herself for all of seven seconds before she spun on her heels.
Gwen cleared her throat and put on a casual tone, praying her voice didn’t crack. “Hey, do you wanna get coffee,” she paused briefly, combing over her schedule in her head, “this Saturday? Y’know, as thanks for all this.”
“I thought we established that we were even,” you said, eyes narrowed.
“Well, I’m unestablishing it. So, coffee?” She rocked back on her heels, watching you ruminate on the offer. 
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, you shrugged. “Who could say no to coffee with a wanted vigilante?”
Remembering that her mask was still pulled up halfway, she restrained the large smile threatening to creep onto her face to a small smirk. “Great, I’ll see you then…" Her sentence came to an abrupt end when she searched for a name and realized you had never given her one. “Uh, I didn’t catch your name?”
You raised a brow. “Are you gonna give me yours?”
She paused, then cocked her head to the side. “Fair enough. Then I’ll see you Saturday, stranger.”
“See you, spidey,” you said with a smile and a two-finger salute, both of which Gwen returned before pulling her mask down and jetting out the door.
She swung across the city with a speed that impressed even her, weaving through buildings and traffic with a racing heart and an immovable smile the whole way to her apartment.
In the end, Gwen wound up being grounded for a month since she was a little too distracted on her swing home to come up with a plausible excuse for her dad, but it wasn’t a problem. She would just sneak out Saturday during her dad’s shift for your coffee (maybe) date, and if she got caught and her punishment got extended, then so be it.
It would totally be worth it.
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hi, if you made it this far, thanks for reading and i hope you have a good day 🥳🫶
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moodymisty · 4 months
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Hello, Mortarion simp club member #7 here. First off, sorry for the fungus.
Secondly, imagine word getting to The Emperor that Mortarion had found a partner. None of the primarchs ever got married (except for Fulgrim) so I’d imagine it’d be big news. To find out that any of his sons, let alone shit-bag himself, found someone to love would shake him to his core.
Now, I am a very small woman so it might just be projecting, but just imagining The Emperor of Mankind staring you down and shaking his head like,
“This is inhumane. It’s almost comical, how absurd this is. How have you not been ripped in half, or accidentally crushed underfoot?”
I know deep in my soul that Morty would be the most gentle of the primarchs because he’s never had anyone be gentle with him before. That man would start sobbing immediately if he so much as accidentally bumped into you. Full on ‘please don’t leave me’ breakdown if he hurts you in any way.
The fungus is amungus.
Honestly given the way that the Emperor thinks of Mortarion as sort of a failure among his 'sons', and has just abandoned any possibility of him achieving greatness, him accomplishing something so 'odd' would definitely get a query or two. This behavior sounds more like Sanguinius or Fulgrim, not Mortarion.
Also the Emperor saying that it's 'inhumane' fucking killed me. I don't know why him saying that in response to one of the Primarchs picking up a lover is so fucking funny but also kind of accurate? I mean, pulling a normal human into what is basically a small pantheon of demigods isn't exactly a good idea. Not to mention the dangers involved that you could go on about for hours. Both being around and with a Primarch. It's less that The Emperor would ever care about a singular human, but he more so just finds the absurdity of it, amusing. Or as amusing as someone like him can.
I definitely think out of all the (future) heretic Primarchs, Mortarion, Fulgrim, Magnus, and Lorgar would probably both be the most gentle. He's also horrifically damaged (which Primarch isn't lmao) and has a slew of self image issues. He might not cry, but he'll sure as hell give you the stars as long as you don't drop to the wayside like everyone else in his life. You're the figurative jewel of his eye, and nothing will take you away from him.
He loves you, you love him, it's awful and harmful and will probably end terribly but damn does it taste good.
Also, a snippet to go with this. Enjoy.
Mortarion/Fem!Reader, No extreme warnings apart from typical 40kness and hinting at a toxic, obsessive relationship. I'm actually really coming around to liking Morty, if I never get a chance I really want to write some of my personal ideas for him
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That meeting still lingers on your mind. You look out the window and wring your hands, trying to figure out why your heart continues to pound so hard against your chest. When it doesn't stop, you sit down and fail to try and stop your mind from running it through once again.
You met The Emperor.
You met the father- or simply creator as some of the Primarchs refer to him- to the Primarch you could possibly call your beloved.
It had been a surprise meeting; You were already so worn and tired from speaking to Primarch Fulgrim, shoulders tense and mind strained. While you might be close to Mortarion, being in the presence of Primarchs is still such an intense and formal ordeal, that forces you to carefully watch your words, your tone, your body language.
Just as The Phoenician seemed to be getting bored of you, as you kept politely avoiding giving him any worthwhile and intimate details about Mortarion, The Emperor had apparently come to see the lover of his fourteenth son; The first of them to ever take someone that could be potentially called a consort. It has been the rumor of the palace for days now, and it's seems to have spread now even to the Golden Throne.
He only ever spoke one sentence to you. And it will likely remain the only one. You would delude yourself into thinking that you have any business with The Emperor, beyond what little falls from Mortarion's lips. Either way, his words and voice with stay within your mind for as long as you live.
He looked down on you, barely able to reach his hips, and almost seemed to sigh. As much as a man such as him could. When you dared look at him, seeing any emotion on a man so borderline ethereal seemed so out of place. Though it was only there for a moment, and then his expression turned to that non-emotion of cold stoicism.
"I should not be surprised, to see he chose someone so small they cannot think to stand against him."
You decided to keep your head respectfully bowed in his presence, but you can't help but furrow your brow ever the slightest at his cryptic speech.
"You fraternize with the most fractured of all my sons. Do be careful with him."
Did he mean to be careful around him? Or to be careful with him? How could someone that in the grandness of things, as insignificant as you, be able to do either?
You pull yourself from being lost in your own thoughts and look out over the palace skyline, seeing nothing but golden peaks as far as the eye can see. It's inconceivable in size, that just viewing it doesn't give even the slightest hint as to it's sheer scale. And from what little you've heard, it's not even close to it's completion. New Praetorian Rogal Dorn has been continuing it's construction for years now, and will likely continue for decades more.
The soft sound of a door opening forces you to look towards it. Mortarion enters, and instantly comes closer. You haven't seen him since you had first encountered Fulgrim. You assume he had more urgent matters than batting away his fellow Primarchs away from the new thing of interest.
Your face softens as he comes closer, seeing his shoulders rolled forward slightly. The way he looks is a dead giveaway that he is in a terrible mood; Not uncommon whenever his so called brothers are involved. You assume that he is going to want a moment alone, and get up to take your leave. You'd heard nothing but his lamenting about hating the idea of returning to Terra for days now, but it seems you're wrong.
Before you have a chance to step away and leave the massive room that serves as the most private of his chambers, Mortarion quickly snatches your arm at the wrist. Though given the size of his hand in comparison to yours, his hand grasps a significant portion of your forearm.
"Do not leave."
You look at him, the way his grey hair shadows his thin face, and how he seems even more drained of energy. He towers over you, but yet he seems almost ungainly and defeated.
The Pale King orders you, but his words are almost dipped in something you might consider calling desperation.
He has told you before that interacting with his fellow Primarchs and The Emperor foremost is something he hates most. That it all reminds him of stolen revenge and his dead world, how he's overcast by the shadows of men like Sanguinius and Horus. You knew he would be more fragile, harder to deal with, but you didn't expect him to seem almost, humiliated. You're used to him being impossible to contend with, spiteful, hateful, angry; Not this.
His hand grips tighter when you don't immediately come back, enough that it begins to hurt. You sit back down and he lets go, only to cup his hand tightly around your jaw. He tilts your head up to look at him. It hurts your neck a bit from the intense angle, and your much smaller hands grip his wrist to try and gain leverage.
You watch his eyes glance over your face, his own slum and demoralized. His grip on your face softens just a bit so he isn't yanking you around like some sort of doll. At least not as much.
He sighs, and leans down enough so that his forehead touches yours, long strands of limp grey hair brushing against your face, and nothing more is said.
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19burstraat · 5 months
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anyone want to hear my six of crows x jane austen's emma au. yes of course you do don't be silly. the only person allowed to be silly is me as I descend into madness in the course of trying to cast this. (if you think 'I've heard this before' yes I've posted abt it before tho I think it was on my main)
kaz is emma, a bored, overintelligent rich bitch stuck in a country house with a bunch of shit idiot neighbours and almost no one to entertain or match him. fucking useless dad per haskell / mr woodhouse is a weaksauce hypochrondriac, and jordie / isabella has gone and got married and ditched kaz, the bastard. the only consolation is their neighbour inej / mr knightley, who is rich, sensible, popular, and elegible as hell... glory be, an intellectual equal for kaz!
in order to be less bored, kaz takes on a protege, mysterious randomer and natural son wylan / harriet smith, who kaz decides to mould in his own image and make a good match for. wylan is in love with gentleman farmer jesper / robert martin, but kaz is a snob and tries to push him towards local vicar kuwei / mr elton (I KNOW. I'M SORRY KUWEI), but that all goes tits up bc turns out kaz is a fucking terrible matchmaker, who'd've known.
meanwhile, unassuming and a little cold, but locally well-liked matthias / jane fairfax has arrived back in the village, and kaz busily commences hating on him because he's another accomplished young man and he makes him feel inadequate. hot on his heels comes the mysterious nina / frank churchill (NINA I'M SO SORRY I FUCKING HATE FRANK BUT THIS IS WHAT WORKS FOR THE COUPLES YOU CAN BE A NICE FRANK CHURCHILL ): ), who kaz is kind of fascinated by and enjoys sparring with, and hence kind of misses the really obvious signs that nina and matthias are secretly engaged, even though inej, ever thief of secrets, has lowkey noticed something's up, like matthias getting mysterious gifts from someone. kaz ends up being convinced that possibly it's inej that's pursuing matthias, which nina encourages because it helps her cover, and kaz kinda panics.
everyone has petty village drama which culiminates when kaz sneers at pekka rollins / miss bates (LISTEN. LI actually you don't need to listen bc I laughed out loud when I thought of this comparison but hear me out, if you just think of it as the equivalent of the church of barter scene except instead of 'I buried him' it's 'when have you ever stopped at three?' it kind of works. sorry to miss bates tho who is still kinda my fave austen character) at box hill, which culminates in inej going BOY WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM and kaz is like wow she kind of has a point should I be a better person :/
uhh what else even happens. there's a ball after nina massively encourages one, inej saves wylan from being partnerless and later dances with kaz (think of the gloveless dance scene from the 2020 adaptation? yeah? yeahh??). the regency gender conventions here are getting so messed up lmao, never mind. in emma harriet fancies herself in love with mr knightley and emma is forced to realise that she likes him, so let's say that wylan pretends to be after inej, in order to strong arm kaz into realising that he's wanted to marry inej this entire time. wylan's dad turns out to be minted (I'm stretching the book here to make it work w SOC but never mind) but that's after kaz has admitted he fucked up and sent wylan off to marry gentleman farmer jesper, yaaay. nina's relatives who are stopping her from marrying matthias die and hence there's a massive revelation with 'oh they were engaged this whole time lol', kaz is PISSED bc he didn't clock it. uh. everyone gets married and now kaz can escape the shit village and actually go places. the end.
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coldgoldlazarus · 2 months
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Watching a Portal 2 playthrough a couple days ago in current year is interesting
Because the Chell/GLaDOS dynamic is at once way more overtly gay than I remember, but also way way more toxic lmao. GLaDOS definitely has feelings for Chell, but in the same way an abusive ex still has feelings. The blatant double-standards, (my attempts on your life are fine, you successfully downing me before will never be forgotten) the constant insults and gaslighting and attempts at inducing body-image issues, and so on and so forth. It gets better after the whole Wheatley turnabout but never becomes good; in particular is a moment where she defends Chell from Wheatley's fumbling attempts to emulate her insults, only to immediately undercut it with "actually all of that does apply to you and that's terrible, but I have to spite him somehow". GLaDOS sucks.
I'm not saying this to undercut the ship, mind you, because what a beautiful trashfire it is. But it is just kinda funny to realize how far my recollection had drifted from that.
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tubbytarchia · 25 days
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i think a lot about scott in regards to both jimmy and pearl. like. i feel like not a lot of scott fans want to talk abt the fact that he’s actually very clever and manipulative and cowardly and just not very good!!
and it’s just something abt the fact that jimmy and pearl are some of the most loyal and loving people on earth. and yet they didn’t want him back. when scott asked jimmy to kill tango of all people. he said you should run. when he told jimmy to say i love you he said you have 30 seconds. and then it happened again. in secret life he told pearl he loved her and she wouldn’t say it back
i am just so in love with it. the fact that scott used jimmy and pearl and then tried to win them back after they didn’t need him anymore. the fact that he left his first two beloved partners in the series with a permanent bad taste in their mouth. i think he changed both their characters irreversibly and that they did the same to him and i needddd jimmy and pearl to talk about it
Yeees anon YESSSSSS you understand...
It's nothing I haven't expressed already, but the combination of serious topics like manipulation attributed to a minecraft series and Scott being the culprit of it makes it kinda taboo to talk about for a lot of people so I'm not surprised that people don't! (Scott being part of LGBTQ and thus attributing negative traits to his character makes you "insensitive" and such, unless you turn it into an AU lol, then it's fine apparently) And if these people are here just for something carefree and the CCs more than the characters, that's absolutely fine! And as I've also said before, Scott is a very compelling character to me and I absolutely don't hate him no matter the things I think he's done to change Jimmy and Pearl for the worse. I wanna know who hurt him...
But as far as my perception goes of the characters etc, yeah, it's this. Scott is terribly clever and skilled and frightfully good at manipulating whether he always intends to or not (he's more or less admitted to it anyhow). He's not often explicit but the kind of language he uses around Jimmy makes Jimmy feel talked down to, or that he's to blame for things, etc, and then sweetens it up with claims of caring. Statements that basically go "I do this for your own good" and such. He was obviously more explicit about it with Pearl but that doesn't make it any better haha
Jimmy's attitude towards Scott after third life is such an interesting thing to analyze and I'm so happy of his feelings manifesting more. In Double Life Scott had it out for the ranch and ofc Jimmy did what he could to defend the ranch's image etc, but oh boy, the LimL "you have 30 seconds" moment... Also when Jimmy was about to kill Scott for the time that Scott promised him, Scott said "I love you" again and "it's fine even though you didn't say it back" (paraphrasing) and Jimmy just fucking stays silent before going "appreciate it" and shooting him. Very fire of him. That made me so happy lmao. And him taking gradual enjoyment out of hitting Scott in Secret Life (as he deserves to). And the further moments you brought up, and now what happened in Real Life even if it was a one-off SMP. I hope he keeps going like this lol
There is the time in Secret Life where Jimmy seems to project onto Pearl in telling her to attack Skizz and be mean about it, sigh..m they just need to sit down and talk. I need this so desperately. They just need to get talking and it'll all work out from there, they can do it, I believe in them...
Either way both of them refusing Scott's approaches is the best thing ever. Scott should team up with people like Gem more instead who aren't affected by his bullshit anyway and also just make for fun dynamics
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mailjeevasfan · 1 year
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it's summer soon/it's summer, soo.. how about going to a pool party with wammy boys + light & matsuda? (gender neutral s/o)
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i love love love this rq tysm. i had too much fun with this i fully giggled to myself (i added misa too bc i felt that she would thrive in this environment)
-death note x gn! reader
-light, l lawliet, misa amane, mello, matt, near, matsuda
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death note characters at a pool party ❦
light
-he most likely would not be interested or wouldn’t have time post death note so i’m imagining this to be like his pre death note personality, but this can be whichever timeframe you want it to be
-he would be involving himself in whatever’s going on. marco polo? he’s ready. making snacks and drinks? he’s over there helping.
-he’d be super fun he’s probably used to a lot of social outings like this seeing as he’s super popular
-he would be talking to everyone and making sure everybody is having fun and not left out. but he would definitely make sure not to leave you out as well he’d be really cute and eager to show u off
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l lawliet
-i weirdly think that we would love it. more than you’d expect
-even if he stood in the pool and didn’t move he’d probably drown due to his posture. sorru idk why i said this the image of it is making me physically laugh
-anyways he’d be more likely to just hang around eating all the food before anyone even touches it. everyone kind of expected that though, they came prepared with extra everything
-he would want to analyse people’s behaviour a little too, since he’s another person who isn’t used to this kind of setting. it’d be more imperceptible though, i don’t think he’d just sit around watching and doing nothing. you’d be very proud that he did something that he usually wouldn’t even think about doing
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misa amane
-as i said, THRIVING.
-has picked out the cutest bathing suit and has the cutest little look going on and she especially wants u to notice. centre of attention for good reason
-she would get in the water to play a game or something but would mainly be sunbathing and hanging out with u.
-she’d take lots of cute selfies and would be the life of the party, her and matsuda would be the most outgoing people there
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mello
-bro is salty and no one knows why (IN A FUNNY WAY THO)
-basically just splashing everyone (near) and laughing maniacally. he’s had too many drinks and is ready to cause MAYHEM. whenever he beats near at a game, or loses for that matter, just run because all hell WILL break loose
-he would push u into the pool and then cannonball in after you (and do the cute underwater kiss thing)
-he does genuinely have a lot of fun tho. he would be very sociable and chatty.
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matt
-he’s not very sociable and you probably dragged him kicking and screaming to this party in the first place
-i hate to say it but he’s probably just smoking in the corner playing games on his phone LMAO
-he seems to think his social skills are terrible but once people start to talk to him they realise how witty and extroverted he can be and suddenly he’s the cool guy. he only talks to you and mello at first
-he’d probably stay super close to u tho and he would have enjoy it in the end. he would also push u into the pool and do the lil underwater kiss thing
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near
-he is definitely not used to such an outgoing and social environment. in fact he has not chilled out since 500BC
-he’s going to spent a bit of time analysing people’s behaviour and watching how this works so he can try to get involved a little more. he can be more sociable when he really tries
-he’d learn the rules of the games and stuff pretty quickly so he’d be able to get involved easily. most of it ends up being an involuntary competition with mello, but for once mello actually ends up victorious
-like l, you’re very proud of him for doing something out of his comfort zone
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matsuda
-he 100% organised the party. everyone needs a break tbh let’s be real
-he’d be the most sociable. he’s setting up all the games and making sure there’s tons of fun stuff going on at all times
-why do i feel like he’d also be the designated bartender. i feel that matsuda can whip up a mean cocktail fr
-wants to make it the best for you. he feels inadequate and useless sometimes so he wants to prove he can do something really well. you, ofc, love him regardless though
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onesidedradiostatic · 2 months
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husk in any image with valentino is going for his throat i imagine. pan on pan violence. (sort of imagining husk as a spitting kitty cat now, with valentino holding onto a chandelier or smthin near a ceiling for dear life)
charlie, cherri, sir pentious, vox -- well the two in the middle are making out, while charlie and vox stand to either side not quite sure where to look, because they also can't really look to each other for solidarity. alt. charlie is cheering cherri/sir pentious on, vox isn't sure how he ended up on this picture and why alastor isn't there :(
see at first id think alastor, vaggie, and angel would be pretty chill in the same picture, seeing as angel has been learning Boundaries, but i forgot that vaggie -- while chill with alastor in the battle + final bit -- potentially does not trust this guy in the slightest, considering he's made a deal with her gf. so like. nominally chill picture. for now. rosie is also there
is lucifer the token straight in this setup? (i wrote that and then remembered adam, but tbh loser bisexual adam hcs have compelled me) (and then the host of people who are ??? in my head atm. velvette, carmilla, lute, zestial, niffty -- oh NIFFTY does strike me as potentially straight in a "housewife from a terrible marriage" sort of way) (lol accidentally wrote my way into a "what about the straights" corner somehow, love a show where everyone is queer until proven otherwise and even then...)
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LMAOOOO this is all very real. "vox isn't sure how he ended up on this picture and why alastor isn't there :(" I'M CRYING??!?????
velvette is definitely some form of queer to me, wlw or aro are all acceptable to me. carmilla, zestial, niffty idk. for lute I do actually kinda like her with adam so she's at least a manliker to me but also like the idea of her having had something with vaggie in the past, so bi/pan to me
honestly I'm fine with bi lucifer or token straight lucifer both work for me but I was speaking in terms of canon sexualities in my post (because if it wasn't just canon there would probably be more bisexuals LMAO. and rosie would be with alastor in the aroace section)
btw regarding the lucifer thing, they've taken it out now but at some point he was listed as straight on the wiki and I got JUMPSCARED bad
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I think the idea of it is very funny though. yes the one who oversees the PRIDE ring. straight. also him being token straight of the hotel (unless you count niffty???) where like everyone else is queer in some way and he's wondering why he gets left out and charlie just has to awkwardly go over and say "ummm... dad. you're uh. straight!" "well. do I get a flag?" "errrrm. yes, dad! the um. straight.... ally flag." "wow! is that what the a in lgbtqia+ stands for?" "no. no dad. that's alastor." "the a in lgbtqia+ stands for alastor??????" "DAD. NO."
(this is of course all for the fun and giggles I am still fully in support of bi lucifer I just think token straight lucifer is also funny)
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c00kietin · 3 months
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MORE OLD ART!! I was going to save this for tomorrow but I'm feelin nice >:] (part one to this here!)
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These two baddies asdfjasksajdak- my favourite flowers are rafflesia and corpse flowers soooo yeah- I find it really funny how I said that Ruth has no friends cuz he smells awful lmao.
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Honestly I kinda want to redesign her- I picture her being strict and hot-headed, and also I went through a phase of drawing plant people hence these three ocs lol
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I'm gonna praise myself, these actually look pretty good- especially Sorbet Shark Cookie, I'm happy with how they turned out! :D
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH I LOVE THIS GUY!! Although I don't know any Japanese so it may just be a safer option to have them be non-verbal or speak very basically instead so I don't mess up on translations <:D
Also,
Just a lil heads up,
the next one may be a little bit creepy-
And it may have something to do with sheep so sorry Marlon if you see this ;-;
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Oooh look at me trying to be edgy/j
Note how I cropped the image because of how terrible the hand on this looked-
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After that creepy one, I have this doodle of me blabbering on about phobias to my dear friend Yercat (I'm pretty sure I've traumatised her/j)
And y'know what she decided to draw in response?
You really want to know?
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Drawn by Yercat of a picture of me traumatised <3
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sageistrii · 9 days
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https://x.com/raplinebase/status/1780250714406850972?s=46
this is going to be more about bts in general so i understand if you dont want to post. i just want to get it out of my system. the teaser for the bts popup thing and the tweet above brought so many things that I’ve disliked/nearly loathed about how bighit has treated bts image/brand in the last 2 years to the forefront of my mind. first, the whole anthology nonsense which was a cheap copout before enlistment. i fully understand that the members were exhausted and needed a change but hybe/bh went about it so wrong and though it may sound extreme i feel that it will have been at the expense of bts’ legacy in years to come. BH/Hybe has been sloppy when it comes to BTS for a while now because they knew they could get away with it financially but seeing so clearly now that it could likely cost them their legacy is so frustrating. No one can deny they had a great run from 2019 to 2021. It was perfectly reasonable for them to have a break before MS and for that time to be used for each of them (or some) to flesh out their solo work. But the way Proof era was handled so sloppily pisses me off. It was kicked off in such a grandesque way with the teaser at the end of the last PTD concert only to be followed with the dissapointment of it being an anthology with only three new songs that had leaked like a year in advance 😩. Then hyping up some big reveal for their anniversary day only for it to be the disastrous June 14th video that ended up reading like a disbandment announcement and became a PR debacle.
I need to talk about the June 14th incident because it simply perplexes me in a number of ways. First of all, I completely understand why the members were emotional about the change/the news they were sharing because a) they knew they’d be dissapointing some people b) i cant imagine how emotionally and physically drained they must have been at the time it was filmed. Obviously, when you’re that exhausted you’re simply prone to get more emotional so I can’t blame them for not seeing how the information would be received from an objective POV they were just relieved to get it out. But their team on the other hand… why the F$&@ did they think it was a good idea for that information to be delivered that way??? Where was the rationality? Where was the coolheadedness? As someone with an interest in PR, it honestly keeps me up still lmao. From a PR standpoint, it was catastrophic and the fact that their team could not foretell the reaction would be chaos from fans and the media goes to show how mediocre their team was at the time. Hell, their stock never fully recovered after that even with Jimin giving it the big boost later. Which they somehow also managed to fumble. But i digress…
2022 was the year for bts to go out with a bang, they simply could have put out a 5-6 track mini album and wrapped it up w a pretty little bow at the Busan concert and even with never reuniting again (which they obviously would bc money) it would have been a nice satisfying ending. But no it was a mess that turned into a series of terrible decisions one after the other and now they’re stuck with Voldemort and will inevitably sell out in 2025 with more Bieber rejects and Golden 2.0 to prove they didn’t “lose relevancy” after the military. Oh brother. Its really not that deep in the grand scheme of things but so dissapointing, unnecessary, and infuriating. Especially bc I will likely still be there to watch it all unfold bc it doesn’t look like my obsession with Jimin is going away any time soon… *sighs*
You're right and I have talked about this before.
I saw other armys quoting that tweet and talking about how epic it was, but it only reminded me of how much of a fumble that whole era was.
If you actually think about it, the last time BTS had a full on era was 4 years ago with mots7.
Dynamite was an English single, BE never even felt like an actual era because of how it was marketed as as some emotional pandemic inspired project with a ballad as the title track. The whole of 2021 was filled with English singles and collabs and in 2022 we had proof with another ballad as the title track. Since 2020 all BTS releases have either been English singles or Korean releases that are clouded with some emotional connotation which kills the hype and excitement around it. And I saw someone say at this point they wouldn't be surprised is bts' first comeback as a group is some emotional fan song about how they miss armys and themselves during their time in the Military, and I wouldn't be surprised if that ends up happening. Like for once can y'all just give us a normal Korean comeback with an upbeat title track and choreography?
The hype around what could have been their best and most successful Korean album yet being wasted on a repackage and a title track like yet to come could have been overlooked if they had made run BTS the title track, but alas. It's almost like bighit and BTS equates emotional and sentimental to boring and lackluster.
Doing all that at the concert only for the whole era to be a burst, the only good thing to come out of proof was run BTS.
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Meryl, Luida, and Bridging the Gap
This is just a quick little side-note I wanted to make about the similarities between Meryl and Luida that I noticed as I was reading, and how they end up occupying similar, yet complementing roles in the story.
***Disclaimer: I was sick when I wrote this and my head is full of fog lmao. If I have completely left out a word or something... don't even worry about it it's fine.
First off, on a surface level, they both are characterized as capable, intelligent, level-headed women, who are suddenly thrust into leadership positions, with Meryl being assigned the task of tracking down and mitigating the damage caused by Vash the Stampede plus looking out for her new protégé, Milly, and Luida stepping up to take charge of Ship 3 and its residents after Doc's death.
While the demand placed on them both is immense, nonetheless, they are shown to be quite capable of shouldering this kind of responsibility - however, given their intense focus and objective-driven personalities, they actually both get scenes where they are somewhat horrified by their own temporary prioritization of objectives over morality. We see this with Meryl in Trigun Volume 1 when she doesn't react in righteous anger to Badwick threatening his parents and had shut herself off from writing to her own in pursuit of her job, and with Luida when she briefly considers the idea of another July incident to stop Knives. Both think negatively of themselves for this - of course, I'm of the mind that since they are upset with themselves on reflection, this proves the exact opposite, really. I think they both have hearts of gold, they're just under a lot of stress, especially as time goes on. The two of them are human beings who falter, but whose morals ultimately align closely with what Vash wants to see in the world. Really, what the two of them hate most here is the idea of their own inaction or taking the easy way in the face of wrongdoing - a concept that drives them into action going forward.
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[ID: Two images from Trigun and Trigun Maximum. The first is from Trigun Volume 1. Over images of trees and Badwick's father, Meryl says "But I... I just stood there and took it all in without even budging. I am such a cold person. I chose this path of blood and tears without thinking about the rest of my life. All I can see is what's right in front of me." Meryl starts to cry as she continues, "Why could I not see... that when I closed myself off to him, something was wrong? I..." She then slaps her cheeks and says "No... never mind!" The second image is from Trigun Maximum Volume 8. A single tear runs down Luida's cheek. Meryl says "Miss Luida...?" Her back turned to Meryl, Luida says "I'm sorry. I... was thinking for a moment. If something like July would happen again... it could stop Knives, but... ... I'm a terrible woman. End ID.]
Both of them also have a connection to Vash's past that gives them a different perspective on him as a person, instead of just an ally - Meryl, of course, gets brain-blasted in Volume 5 with Vash's memories (poor thing), but Luida is also more familiar with him than even a lot of the people on Ship 3, it seems - enough that she calls him out for blaming himself after the attack, clearly used to hearing this from him. She also is the one to clear up at least some of Wolfwood's confusion and uncertainty.
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We also get this interesting parallel of them both watching Vash walk away to face Knives, him having rejected their offers of help. It's something that clearly saddens them both, as they watch him fight alone again and again, and wish he wouldn't. Both of them have moments where they feel they can't offer much in the way of assistance, or that their best efforts aren't enough.
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[ID: Two images from Trigun and Trigun Maximum. The first is from Trigun Volume 2. Vash, his back turned, runs off into the chaos, a Plant seen above him and the city ahead, as he yells back "Get as far away from here as you can! Get to safety!" Meryl watches him from the door. In the second image, from Trigun Maximum Volume 8, a grainy flashback shows Vash's turned back as he walks away from a young Luida, who is reaching out to him. End ID.]
Of course, we the readers know this isn't true at all! Meryl and Luida do so much over the course of the story.
Interestingly, they don't start off as the ones completely in charge - Meryl works for Bernadelli even if she is in charge of her assignment, and Luida is presumably part of the Council, but the one in charge is initially Doc. But once they do take over - Luida after Doc's death, and Meryl once the world is thrown into ruins and Bernadelli no longer exists - there is a striking difference in the way they act from their predecessors.
Meryl goes from simply following Vash around to taking a self-directed and active role in assisting him however she can - looking for his old belongings and anything else of potential use, asking Marlon to repair his gun, creating a distraction with Milly, and helping the Earth Federation in the final hour with no hesitation.
Luida takes a much more active role in rallying Ship 3 to assist Vash as well. While some of this may simply have been because the stakes were raised much higher after Volume 3, Ship 3, while already a base of support for Vash, was a distant safe haven, kept largely separate from the rest of the world. Up until that point, they had provided Vash with aid, but not fought alongside him, something that clearly bothers Luida on multiple occasions. She decides to change this. She's the one who sets out to help as many of the towns ravaged by the Ark as possible. She rallies the Ship 3 residents for a rescue mission to help Vash. She's the one to step forward and attempt to bring all the leaders around to standing with Vash.
Which brings me to my last comparison point. They're both staunchly supportive of Vash, quick to come to his aid, and quick to defend his character from those who doubt his intent - Luida even sharply calls out her own people for their moment of mistrust after hearing about July. These two know and care about Vash on a more personal level than most - and as we all know, due to his avoidant tendencies, this is not an easy thing to do. Vash is frequently misinterpreted, and these two are often the ones to set the record straight.
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[ID: A panel from Trigun Maximum Volume 3. Luida, sternly, says "That's a foolish question. You would know the answer just by looking at the scars on his body. If he had used his true immortality, those scars would not be there. End ID.]
In this way, much like Vash is a bridge between humans and Plants, Meryl and Luida are something of a bridge between humans and Vash.
And they're able to do this because deep down, their ideals align closely with his - they're not just supporting someone they care about; they have a similar desire to see the kind of world he fights for, and they choose to fight for it too.
But while Luida is something of a spokesperson for Vash, reaching out to humanity, it is almost as if Meryl becomes the voice of humanity reaching back, responding to him, and agreeing that not everything in the world is awful; that it is worth believing in the best in others. They need to stand together.
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[ID: A panel from Trigun Maximum Volume 14. Meryl, in a spacesuit, with frank determination, says, "Because we decided to stand together. We stand with Vash the Stampede." End ID.]
Meryl is the voice of proof that some people believe in the love and peace he speaks of, and are willing to say it back to him in turn.
Updated on my masterpost - my other book club stuff can be found here!
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starrylayle · 3 months
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"Don't get me started on jegulus" actually please get started I'd like to hear your thoughts on it because your take on wolfstar and the oc-ification of some characters is so refreshing to see (tbh my first reaction to jegulus was just confusion on how it started and how quickly it got popular lmao)
ahh this makes so happy to hear that my post resonated with some people!! Was worried i was in the minority lol.
Anyways, abt jegulus -- i acc had a reaaally long post about how much i hated the dynamic (in canon compliant ish works -- Jegulus in aus is fine ig) but i deleted it lol.
I think the core reason why i dislike the pairing so much is that I feel like it the ship goes against everything James stands for. We don't know a lot about James' character in canon, but what we do know is that he had a strong sense of justice, and fierce loyalty to his friends and his cause, which ultimately led to his doom. I just can't imagine that James would associate with someone even a little bit bigoted. This is not to say i think James is a saint, i think he could be an ass sometimes (snapes worst memory lol) but i think he'd draw the line at someone who was associated with 'evil'. James had a very black and white view of good and bad and i just don't think it would make sense for James to date reg, esp as he is becoming a death eater. James may be a dick but he is also the biggest ally to ever ally !!
The only jegulus fics I have read are 'Just Lovers' and 'Choices'. Just lovers is a non-voldy au so i don't really have a problem with their dynamic there but choices on the other hand,, oh boy.
Spoilers for 'Choices' by MesserMoon btw (TW for talk of SA):
Regulus' friends rape Mary. And instead of feeling disgusted on the victim’s behalf, (who has been his friend for 5 years) James instead feels upset because it tarnishes the ‘good’ image he has of reg in his head. Thing is when a similar situation happened (The Prank ™), James was upset that Sirius would do such a thing but he also felt disgusted on behalf of Remus. Where was that energy here, huh?? I’ve even seen comments villianising Mary (the rape victim).
The thing I also hate about their dynamic is that it is basically an ally of the oppressor and ally of the oppressed. The problem with that is that when you are allied with the oppressor, you become an oppressor yourself (and reg does; he does terrible things) and that subsequently makes the so-called ally of the oppressed in cahoots with the oppressor as well. This brings so many parallels to real life where people say that they are an “ally” but become friends with/date a racist/rapist. “Oh but they’re nice to me”. its just a little ew.
And in other jegulus canon-compliant-ish fics, sometimes instead of James' character being watered down its Regulus' character. Like, he's not as morally grey, not as complex etc so it makes sense that James would agree to date him. I feel like jegulus as a ship ruins the core of what made their characters so interesting in the first place.
That being said,,, i do love me some canon-compliant unrequited jegulus. Regulus goes to hogwarts, gets so mad at Sirius for ditching him or whatever, but falls in love with the very guy that stole sirius away. He also has internalised homophobia because he's a Black brother so imagine the angst. James potter goes against everything he stands for,, sirius betrayed him,, but perhaps they're right abt smth?? Perhaps he needs to do smth. alone.
sorry for rambling but these are my thoughts on jegulus !! Anyways I feel like I should reiterate that this is a personal preference!! I think it ruins core of these characters, i prefer jily and i love me some unrequited gay pining for the boy who you're brother replaced u with. But this is just a personal preference !
oh and just a side note if it ever led to a decision where james had to choose between sirius and regulus -- no matter how much he 'allegedly' loved regulus, he would choose sirius, no questions asked.
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tsukibarara · 2 years
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Toxic Traits
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Tw!: adultery, gambling, strong use of words,
CC: lucifer, mammon, levi, satan
A/n: this is really not of a hc, I just threw some rando bs here lmao
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Lucifer is just straight-up ignoring you, not even batting an eye. He just really finds you a nuisance and annoying.
You're the one who fell in love first and initiated the relationship with him by confessing. He just accepted it just because he felt it his duty to make your stay satisfying and comfortable at the Devildom.
You know for the fact that everything he does and everything he says is only for Diavolo's sake–so you're not surprised when he's just ignoring all your sweet gestures and tendencies, and him getting all rage when you do 'something stupid that could ruin Diavolo's image'.
You always visit him during the afternoon break time. But this time, you made an extra effort since you got into a fight with him in the morning, 'Just like being a good lover, what could possibly go wrong–right?' you think to yourself. You sighed at the thought that you could be just ignored once again like every other day, but as soon as you opened the door you felt like a bucket of cold water just splashed down onto your head.
At the table, Lucifer's getting comforted by a witch–wrapped by his arms, and tasting each other's lips.
You scoff a laugh seeing the terrible sight. "You wouldn't even touch me your papers, but now you let her sit on it while you taste her lips?" Lucifer got stunned when he saw you leaning at the door frame of his office, "Oh, forgive me, I didn't consider that you actually don't love me. I'm sorry I got blinded by my love for you." And with that, you stormed out of the room without waiting for their response.
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You never find Mammon in the house–If you do, he's just always sneaking and stealing things.
Even on your anniversaries, he's not on your side. He doesn't ponder that much about your relationship with him, he only thinks about himself we could say.
You may find him in the casino, or the streets–doing a part-time job or just simply selling some of your things. You never know where he spends all of the money he collects–some lavish things, some luxury he never needed, or to just simply pay off his debt that you know for a damn well that he never pays for, you really don't know. He never tells you this whole time you're tied with him.
Today is one of those said anniversaries. You're always worried about Mammon getting home late, but this time he's much later than usual.
Your ass can't stay in one place, you phase around your room, still not seeing your lover the whole day.
So you came to the idea of looking for him on the street night of the Devildom. Even if it's dangerous for a human like you, you still go out and look for him.
Not long after looking for him, you found him in his favorite casino–Drunk and passed out, mumbling repeatedly his winning.
This is it? Did you get worried over nothing?
You just sighed and tried not to let your tears fall.
"Mammon, that's enough. Let's go home." You tried to shake him awake.
"What?" He got a frown on his face, looking at you like you're a pest.
"I said let's go home.." your voice becomes shaky.
"Will ya' just leave me alone!? Tonight is my lucky night!" He raised his hand with a bottle in his grip.
"Come on, Mammon. You're drunk already.."
"Aya! I said leave me 'lone!" He shoved your hand which caused you to fall on your footing. "You always say do this, do that! Why can't ya' just understand me!? Stop stopping my fun, will ya'!?"
And with that, you snapped. Tears flowed down, you stood up. "We'll forgive me if I can't understand you? You never tell me anything regarding you. And I'm sorry for worrying about you."
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You usually hang out in Leviathan's room. But all the time you're there, he's just in front of his monitor.
You don't have a choice of asking to play with him so you can have bonding together.
"Do whatever you want, just don't be a burden to the team." You just nodded, smiling enthusiastically.
Leviathan made you play a support role since that's the easiest role he could give you.
The game starts, and you're getting dizzy with the withs and whats of the game. You're always dying and can't play properly since you're just new to it. Every time you get slayed, you can hear him hissed, curse when you let the low life escape, or you click his tongue when you get his buff.
As the opponent wiped your team out, he turned at you.
"How can you be so stupid? That's really the easiest character in this game and you still manage to be like that!?" He's fuming mad.
"Levi, it's my first time to pla-" You flinched when he threw his mouse down to the table.
"Tch. Even an infant can play that. You're just a noob."
You slammed the phone down to his table, shaking in anger as you looked at him "Then let that infant play with you." you then just left him stunned and unable to process what happened.
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Satan wouldn't let you touch his books, even just a teeny tiny bit of touch, in your whole stay in the Devildom, even if you're in a relationship with him.
He never clarified why, so you just assumed that he simply treasures his books a lot. And of course, you understand that.
When you hang out in his room, he's just buried in his book, reading quietly and not wanting to be disturbed.
He may think you're just a disturbance, but he didn't show any signs that you're one, but he didn't show any signs that you're welcome either.
You just come and go as you please.
Sometimes, you get lucky to have him read you a book and make him talk about it–even though it's boring, you're more than happy to listen.
One afternoon, you got snacks for you too. It's a nice day for you since today Satan promised he'll read a book for you.
As you enter his room, Satan is nowhere to be found.
You placed the tray of snacks on the table in his room. You jumped around, wandering inside his room, looking around and humming–you can't contain your excitement.
"Hmm, what book will Nyatan read to me?" You scroll to his books with your eyes, fingers to your mouth. You don't want to touch it having the thoughts that Satan may get mad.
"Ahh-" Books trampled on you, and you got buried with it. You pushed the books aside, your body hurting like you got crushed by a car. Luckily the whole shelf didn't fall on you.
"I told you not to touch the books!" The door flew open, there's Satan frowning down at you.
"I didn't-" you didn't finish what you're saying as Satan grabbed your arm, "Satan, that hurts-" you grunt in pain. Satan just threw you to his bed and started to pick up his book.
Satan just kept quiet, maintaining his wrath on him.
"I didn't touch it, really.." fidgeting with your fingers, tears forming in your eyes. "I swear.."
"Can you just please shut up?"
Tears streamed down, you just remained to look at your hands.
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feelingpure · 5 months
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“I'm sure you don't want to come, considering what a fucking self-righteous bore you've turned into!”
When I catch Hawkins Fuller:
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Further live reactions under the cut, because wuifdbivfyisvdtusdyif I need to yell about whatever tf else is gonna take place.
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THEY GOT MY BOY DOING BLOW Y'ALL 😭 (ok it's the late 70s so yes everyone is doing coke, and he didn't do it like a novice, but I'm still blaming them idc). And the finger sucking... we'll come back to that at some point lmao. What is going awn?
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Ok, now he's been fed pills on the dance floor. 😂 Anyway the soundtrack is banging, so now i'm like (booging to forget):
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Not this being-jealous-of-craig thing pls.
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Tim is... not looking like he's having a good time anymore. 😭
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And something's happening with the rest on the dancefloor. I'm feeling very anxious.
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Marcus and Frankie having a domestic at his work place. “I have news for you. You are a big chocolate gay man.” and his student is watching in the background. 👀 Ok Marcus, time to confront some things (I hope)! And then he said THAT, and then he did THAT. Omg, the way Frankie yeeted him 😭 everyone is in pain.
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Skippy is very 💅 here. And I can't decide if I fully hate Craig or... he's v annoying but also lol?
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The boyfriends are fighting! Aaaaahhh, GET HIM TIM!
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Ok suddenly something very different is happening... also that Tim/Hawk kiss, yes! (it was a lil slutty, but that's all I've been wanting). OH I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS WTF IS HAPPENING OMG WFQOVBSDVBSFJKB!
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Nvm... it's not happening, even though Hawk tried to force their heads together like a kid playing with 2 dolls. Cause look at his face peaking from between theirs hahah. 😂 Anyway... WHEN DID CRAIG TAKE HIS SHORTS OFF LMAOOO?! They just weren't there all of a sudden??!!
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WAIT I'M ACTUALLY SCREAMING. IT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING NOW (via some v questionable words from Hawk but).
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👀👀👀 WAIT WHAT-- WHVBDLAD. So Hawk can get it up if Skippy is there. Alright. And Craig's dirty foot just hanging out right there as they kiss aaahhh lol. Ok, apparently I've hit the image limit haha, but there's a lot of limbs in places... and someone is calling me rn so I have to pause wtf. 😭😭😭
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So I came back after I finished watching it and. Well well, that was a terrible time to pause ietbhfvebigadwn!!! Anyway, I'd keep blabbing on next to more caps if it'd let me.
But just... that whole episode was A LOT. The way things escalated, the way scenes turned upside down and then back again. The explosive husband arguments! The ending to that threesome was wild. The final 70s Tim/Hawk scene. OUCH.
Yes, Hawk's been hurt but. Hm, I have a lot of feelings, will probs have to be a separate post if I get the chance. There's too much to dissect. All in all; I am a Tim Laughlin warrior, and if you're yelling at him Hawk then I'm gonna have to yell at you.
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don't know how to say this but I do agree jaemin just looks perfect.. And it was before I even started reading fics he kinda gave me manipulator vibes idk.. He has definitely used his looks and words in his favor at least once in his life ( I too would have done the same if in his place) they all try to maintain the perfect green flag image but we all know reality is by far from it... Anyways sorry for bringing practical stuff to a place where we are supposed to be in fiction
well yeah I don’t want to change anyones opinions or feelings on him or anyone else! at the end of the day they are idols doing their job and we are JUST fans!!! so it’s REALLY not that deep and I can’t tell you anything about that guy or my biases aside from what we see which is fact: he is a VERY beautiful man
like he’s the type that can walk into a room and make every woman go silent bc you have to stop and take in how gorgeous he is. there’s no way anyone can receive that type of attention and not have a bit🤏 of a complex, it is simply human nature. we should all know that if you stroke a mans ego too much…..he’ll rly run with that shit.
as an outsider who simply enjoys observing people, I think it’s safe and not overstepping to assume that he’s very confident and in return wants someone who matches up to his level. first of all… have you seen that head of hair on him? men with full thick hairlines have a different type of self assurance lmao(especially with how popular surgical hairlines have become in kpop🤐🤐🤐 and before anyone asks I’m not speaking on anyone in nct!!!)
do I think he’s a great person? WELL, NO! because I don’t think that about anyone that I do not know personally. I believe celebrities have proven time and time AND time again that we should not worship them nor put them on a pedestal because they will always disappoint.
this includes idols, just this week Hyuna for example… I don’t buy into the kpop image of perfection. I enjoy the music firstly and then look for a fav member from there bc we all want a fav🤷🏻‍♀️ but yeah I just dont think its that deep. I am a fic blog but maybe thats also why I dont have strong parasocial relationships with my fav idols, bc im actually cool with keeping it fictional, its way more fun this way imo.
I figure I wont be as heart broken or devastated if my favs ever get exposed for being terrible people(or y’know, just human💀 bc who in actuality is that perfect. absolutely no one.) cancel culture, its silly.
I meet awful people all the time, and if theyre good looking even worse. why are we so convinced that celebs who get praised and worshipped every hour of their lives and hold more money/power than most of us would be better than the average person??😅
ESPECIALLY a man! WHEN DID WE START TRUSTING MEN?😭😭
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