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#and i just know my mom is going to make me eat a shit ton afterwards and if i don’t she’s gonna be on my ass about it
beaversatemygrandma · 2 years
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Losing my absolute shit bc i can’t chew with my mouth closed without my wisdom tooth jabbing into my cheek
11 days until these fuckers are gone and so is all my money
#taks speaks#i cant explain just how much i HATE the sound of chewing#and the fact that i can't even follow my own guidelines of chewing quietly with my mouth closed is just Killing Me rn#im already following fucking post op rules bc i cant chew anything#im gonna be so excited to eat real food again in a couple weeks#and im about to stock up on a fuck ton of tapioca pudding bc i have tastes of an old person#id make my own huge batch of it bc my mom has a PERFECT recipe for it but i have no patience for that whole thing#it's like a half hour of just standing there stirring boiling milk and it is an excruciatingly long wait#anywho im temporarily a mouth breather bc i can't close my damn jaw without biting my cheek so I Hate That#btw bc theyre all impacted it costs 400 per tooth and bc i have a baby tooth that shouldve left when i was 12 IS STILL THERE#it's coming out too which is another 300 bc its not impacted. then anesthesia. some steroid. the shit they use to close the holes....#like fuck it adds up so much#'i thought you were getting your mom to pay for it' my dad says#'she gave me 2.3k' i say#im going to call her this week and be like 'uhhhhh it's so much more money than that'#who knows if ill get more money or not bc she already gave me a good chunk#that i've already spent like 500 of bc of appointments and consultations#and then the 800 i need for another procedure bc impaction and crowding caused problems#i had a dentist say they recommend braces and i was like 'bruh. i'm already over 3000 down the drain. hell no.'#anyway. just have to keep telling myself this is worth it.#no more pain. no more waking up with headaches from sleeping on my side. no more stress of crowding.#i will be unstoppable without my expected headaches im used to and pain of eating#i am just SO USED to pain it'll be weird to not have any#like. this will be HUGE#im just glad i didn't wait TOO LONG to where the teeth fully grew in#that wouldve been worse. by a lot. and potentially more expensive. so that makes me wonder if i did this a couple years ago if itd be 3k#ugh. i hate this. but this is opening up a lot for me. so fuck.
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rae-dabae · 3 months
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VOID JOURNEY❤︎︎
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( long post ahead‼️‼️)
Y’all……. A HOE DID IT!! I ENTERED THE VOID!!!! but i didn’t manifest anything :(((. So basically i don’t really even remember much from last night all i remember is falling asleep and seeing complete blackness. Now i’ve been to the void tons of times without know i’ve been there. @b4ddprincess realization void post OPENED MY FUCKING EYES and got me to realize what the void ACTUALLY was. That darkness you’re surrounded by when you fall asleep and you can’t move or speak or do anything else but literally exist. When i was like 10 i woke up in the void without and it was completely dark but i wasn’t scared n shit it was really REALLY fucking peaceful and i just kinda stayed there. I always thought that darkness was apart of the dream i was supposed to have but once i realized THAT was the void……..🤦🏾‍♀️. Now i went through a wee lil phase of looking for methods n trying them out n them not resonating with me at all. I was stressing myself out BUT I KNEW that the void was easy because I’ve literally been there tons of times. Doubts were eating me alive and really fucking with my confidence and making doubt if I’ve even actually entered the void(we literally enter the void every time we sleep so basically we always are in the void). After like 3-4 weeks of me repeating the same cycle of believing i can enter, not entering and repeating the same old story over n over again. I had enough and started to slowly pull away from obsessing over the void and I focused onward what i wanted. The entire point of me even entering was so that i could manifest ALL my desires at once. I decided to find something that I personally liked and believed i could succeed with. I like sleep methods the best because they’re the most relaxing for me. I like Sats/ Lullaby method but i every time i would try it i would think “ oh it didn’t work because i didn’t affirm long enough lemme try again” so i was secretly fucking myself up because i had made up this assumption if i didn’t affirm long enough I wouldn’t get in. There was one “method” that i likes the best and it was commanding/ ordering your subconscious to take you to the void. I decided to test it out to see if you can really manifest anything just by commanding your subconscious and GIRLLL….. it works. One sunday afternoon i was heavily dreading going to school and just was NOT feeling it, so i decided to test my subconscious and see if it could cancel school for me or just get me not to go without begging my parents or faking sick. I went “ Hey subconscious, im not feeling school tomorrow, cancel it for me” and after that i forgot about it. Later that night my school posts on instagram that someone threatened to BOMB OUR SCHOOL and tons of kids were protesting they cancel (being the piece of shit trashy stank ass school they are they didn’t cancel). All my friends were protesting not going cuz im not tryna get Bombed frl. I called my mom about it and she told me I didn’t have to go to school if i didn’t want to. Then I remembered what i told my subconscious and i went “ DAMNN subconscious i know i said i didn’t wanna go but BOMB THREATS??”( i don’t think I manifested the bomb threats because as much as i dread that place i would never even try doing that) that was the test that proved to me that subconscious really will do anything you tell it….insane. BACK TO LAST NIGHT ( i got distracted Srry) i commanded my subconscious before going to sleep to wake me up in the void but because of my loud ass african mother i couldn’t sleep so i waited until i felt tired and fell asleep. When i woke up i was still in my bedroom and i had thought i didn’t get in but then i tried remember if i dreamed last night and i didn’t remember having one. Actually i remember just being in complete darkness for a while then the rest is blurry. Then it hit me. I ENTEREDD. I know i had entered because it was the same feeling i got when i was 10 and entered. Anyways now i know how to enter and what works for me so STAY TUNED FOR A SUCCESS STORRYYY!!!( ill get into full detail and give some advice)
💕💕Bye my lovess!! 💕💕
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braxlrose · 9 months
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Can ya like make nsfw/sfw hc about Tom?
(Btw i luv ya🫶)
Like I did with Bill, I think I'm just gonna do sfw hcs rn cause I'm tired but I will get to the nsfw 😈
sfw headcanons for Tom Kaulitz
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You and tom were bestfriends when you were kids, you were always hanging out with him and bill whenever you could (considering they were your only friends before gustav and georg came around)
You and tom got into trouble ALL THE TIME
Sometimes with Bill but other times tom thought some of the stuff you did would be too "hardcore" (his words) for bill, so you two would go and do stuff
One time you and him pulled the fire alarm at school and poor Bill happened to be walking by just as you two ran out 😭 you guys felt so bad he was the one who got in trouble
His mom LOVES you so much, yk when you can't find your friends and you go downstairs and they're just talking shit w/ your mom 💀 that's you and their mom
You two would practice guitars all the time and even got matching stickers to put on the guitars
When you guys were little kids, you, bill and tom would play hide and seek and tom would always be yelling "I'm not ready yet!!" LIKE BRO, it literally says "ready or not, here I come!" 🙄
He steals a shit ton of your food
Like you'll just walk into your house and he's standing in the kitchen eating your food 💀
You two would smoke in the back of the school w/ bill and listen to music and you'd always end up laying your cheek on his shoulder
Now I think we all know tom likes girls, but if any of the girls who was flirting w/ him disrespected you, he would just laugh in their face.
Like one of the girls said "it's either me or y/n. Your choice." He just stood there like 💀 who do you think I'm choosing TF?
He's a fucking asshole so whenever yall went swimming he would splash water at you, or go and swim under water and grab your legs to freak you out
And he's always laughing his ass off when you scream after he does that 😐
He's a bitch fr
also for "some reason" he always hated when guys flirted w/ you
I wonder why 😐🤔
so whenever any guy came up to you, he would automatically come behind you and put his arm around your shoulders or wrapped around your waist or on your hips LIKE BRUH UR 13 WTF ARE U DOING
He somehow makes the guy leave w/o even calling himself your boyfriend (bc he's not) and he does this basically so you can't get mad at because "didn't even do anything"
TOLD YALL HES AN ASSHOLE OH MY GOD (still love him tho)
You guys watch movies together ALL THE TIME
Of course bill joins you guys too sometimes
But other times he has "other things to do" according to tom 🤨 so you guys end up watching movies together
YOU GUYS HE DOES THE THING WHERE YOU YAWN AND STRETCH YOUR ARMS OUT AND THEN PUT YOUR ARM OVER THE OTHER PERSONS SHOULDERS
istg that's in like every single American 80s movie
He thinks he's so slick abt it too
NEWS FLASH
He's not. Like at all.
It's cute though
After a while it starts to get super obvious he likes you
He doesn't flirt with girls as much and focuses his attention and flirtiness towards you, and he gets you little things that you like because "that's what friends do for eachother"
If you try and bring up that he likes you, he will deny the fuck out of it. You're his best friend and honestly he hates that he feels this way bc he doesn't want to ruin anything.
Little does his dumbass know that you like him too 💀
So one night when he comes to your window and knocks on it you go to open it and see him.
Apparently he wants to go swimming.
Which you deny because it's freezing cold water and night time (super scary, yall I'm like terrified of the dark if you didn't know)
But eventually he convinces you and you sneak out w/ him
And thats when he confessed to you, you guys were laughing and splashing around in the freezing water when he finally said something and yall finally became a thing
Thank god, because everybody was getting sick of the tension.
Once you guys start dating, oh.my.god.
You guys are making out all the time and at school he always has his arm wrapped around you, possessive mfckr 💀
This just increases as you guys get older too
And since you're his bestfriend, he doesn't treat you like he would treat any other girl. He likes you so much and doesn't want to ruin the friendship either.
If you're in the band, he's touching you whenever he can, especially on stage (even though there's only like 10 ppl there)
As he gets older, like I said before, it gets worse
Once Monsun came out and you guys started getting the fame, he made sure EVERYONE knew he was with you
He would wrap his arms around you on stage or practically shove his tongue down your throat in between songs (if you're in the band)
If you're not in the band, he talks about you in basically every single interview
He finds a way to add you into the conversation
His cuddles are literally the best
He's always the big spoon, but he loves holding you.
If you're in the band, he always has you sitting on his lap, or if you're on the tour bus he let's you lay on top of him and sleep.
He also LOVES seeing you in his clotheses
They're giant on you and he thinks you look adorable (SIZE KINK YALL, but that's for the next post)
He loves it when you're just sleeping in one of his giant t shirs and just some underwear, or no underwear 😉
Sometimes you get insecure when he flirts with girls at a meet and greet but he always reassures you that he never meant to make you feel that way and tries to cool it down
I know some of you guys think he would do this, but I honestly don't think tom is a cheater
Yeah maybe he would ghost girls or do some other shit but I don't see him as someone who would cheat on a girl
Especially one he loves so much, so you never have to worry
I HOPE YOU ENJOYED TY FOR THE REQUESTS, ILL DO THE NSFW SOON
OMG I FORGOT MY TAGLIST AGAIN SO SORRY
@hearts4kaulitz @burntb4bydoll @spelaelamela @bored0writer @fishinaband @billsleftnutt @dead-tapes
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chemicallady · 6 months
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Heyyy, would you possibly be able to do a Noah Sebastian story that is like a brothers best friend dynamic? I live eat and breathe this stuff lol
I WANNA FEEL LOVE AGAIN
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Couple: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader
Content Warning: slight mention of sexual intercorse. Nothing too deep, I'm saving it for next Chapters
Summary:  you're a real mess, your life is turning into a living hell, so your brother Matt convinces you to move in with him in LA and start working for the band he's taking care of
A/N: I dont wanna spoil to much in here, because... Well, you' ll see. English is not my native language and no one peer review this ff. It's gonna be a world of fun, I already know it!
Important! I don't know Noah or Matt or any of the real people portrayed un this story. This is fictional!
Enjoy then 😏
Ouch, I've lost myself again
You've always been around, unseen. Having a brother like Matt could be a blessing and a nightmare in equal parts. You were feeded with stories about gigs and musicians while grow up with your older brother, who is dear to you in a way that actually you cant explain. Matt as always been your twin flame even if you are younger than him. You grew up looking at him with a lot of respect and it broke your heart when he left Texas, moving to California. At the time you werent ready for the big change and your brother's friend were still a bit mysterious to you.
You were used to spend as much time as possible in his company, but with this fresh start for him, you just fell into the ordinary. Nothing against your life, by the way; your parents always supporting, best friends ready to drive you to the closer pub and deliver the best night possible, a lovely boyfriend who adored you in any meaning.
You loved the shit out of Shawn. He was your person, the one always there when you were in need. Your high school sweetheart. Maybe he wasnt your first kiss or your first fuck but he was the one who made you feel like it was worthy, living for someone else. The one who pushed you to improve yourself for your own sake, that helped you in finding a job for the local tattoo shop as a piercer when the school was over.
You did everything in your power to be the best girlfriend possible. You decoreted your shared flat in the warmest way possible. You turned down a good scholarship for that college in Montana, pissing your parents and brother for this lost opportunity. You gave up to your dream to be a writer because he had to stay in Texas and take care of his mom. You helped him through the loss, when she die.
But it wasn't enough.
You loved the shit out of Shawn and he loved you in return, but it wasn't enough.
Your relationship suffered a slow, agonizing death with multiple attempt of reanimation. Vacations togheter, a bigger flat, a cat.
Nothing compensate the distance between the two of you and he was the one brave enough to call it for a quit. You knew was gonna happen but it didn't hurt you less. Moving back to your parents, while quitting your job just to avoid to meet him everyday, took you to the bottom. Then the shutdown decided to kick you while you were already down, spending days in bed just listen music or watching anime whitout any chance to go out with your friends or for just a walk.
Everyone was really worried about you. You lose weight and that energy that always marked you.
And you stayed there, drowing in your own misery until Matt decided that enough was enough.
《 Pack your shit, you're moving in with me to LA. You're done making mom and pops that upset.》
The end of fall 2021 signed your rebirth. Matt found a bigger apartment for the two of you and Lucifurr, your vicious black cat which has an obsession in chewing cables and destroy everything paper made. You have always want to leave nearby the ocean and Malibu had a ton of opportunities to offer you. You started a yoga class the same week you moved, in order to make some new friends. Accoding to Matt, there are a lot of things to do around the band he is working with, Bad Omens.
You offer yourself as a merchgirl, but since you're a good writer an even better in tolerate people bullshit (you have to be karmatic, all the teens who came to get a piercing to the shop have always made a scene in front of needles), you could be perfect as a PR/assistant for the band. You remember them barely because someway somehow, these are the guys who steal all the time Matt has. Time that you never get.
You remember this four guys with long hair, basic metalheads, except for the drummer. You remember when you gave him the nostril after a show in 2015, maybe 16, and he took it like a champ whitout complaining. You remember the singer, this slenderman type of guy with beautiful long hair that looks like silk. You've never felt more envy of someone else hair like that. And also the other three guys were nice, especially Vincent. The only one who you can connect to a familiar face because you two got a nice conversation on tattoos when you visited Matt, three years ago.
They are nice.
You've heard stories about them at every phone call.
But still, thieves of precious moments that you want have again in your life again between you and your brother.
All the missing birthday, all the call postponed due to technical issues. He wasn't there to pick up your pieces when Shawn get a rid of you.
And Matt wasn't supposed to, but being selfish, you wish he was there.
But he is now and this is enough to bring the light back to your life. The long talks after dinner, movie nights, everything is back to the normal between you two since you moved and it's restoring.
With this wave of good mood, even if you havent forgotten Shawn yet, you enroll to gym, so you can work out after yoga.
And is in this specific place that you meet Eric.
The first time you caught him lurking at you you were running on the thremill.
There is something familiar in him but still, you dont know anyone in LA. You were the one who actually landed the first conctact with this new alien subject, so introvert to avoid your eyes.
《 Today is hot as hell, right?》
Talking about the weather is the easiest card to play. He smiled a bit shily to you before answering. 《 Don't tell me, I hate how hot is in here. Are you new? I've never seen you around》
《 I just moved in with my brother, actually. 》
《 You're a southie for sure. I like your accent.》
You giggle at his words, while he gets some confidence, passing a hand through this short hair. 《 you got me. You don't sound californian as well》.
《 Maybe because I'm not》. There was a moment in which he seemed to be doubtful, like he changed his mind and he didn't want actually to talk with you. He looked at you with a weird expression, like he realised something was off. 《 What's your name?》, he asked then, almost suspicious.
And then you lied. You rarely give your real name to strangers. A self defence mechanism for girls. 《 Vanessa. You?》
He looked more relaxed, 《 Eric.》
《 Nice to meet you Eric... Do you know a nice bar around? 》
《 Maybe I know a place 》 he reflected, smiling a bit malicious. He was definitely flirting. 《 Can offer you a beer or something? Just to welcome you in town.》
You are not ready for a new story yet, but after almost a year after you broke up with Shawn, you needed at least some human conctact. Eric was nice with you since the beginning. He invited you to this dive bar after the gym a couple of times, not far from your place. He paid for you a couple of cocktails while having a real nice Conversation. A superficial one, about the tattoos that covered him. About living in LA. You mentioned your brother a couple of times and he talked about his roomates and all the crazy things they have done during the pandemic.
He told you he is a Producer and you told him you're still unemployed.
One way or another, he got closer to you in a matter of days. And when he kissed you, you obliged and kiss him back. One thing leaded to another and the two of you ended fucking in the back of his SUV. And oh boy... you needed it so much. It was a quickie, but he seemed to be promising. His long fingers stimulated you untill you cried out for pleasure. His mounth divoured you inch by inch. And his cock....
He knew how to use it, let's say that.
After, he gave you his number and the two of you planned to see each other by the end of the week, at the gym, after your yoga class and his class of jujitsu....
The morning after you're fresh and relaxed like you weren't in months. Matt tends to be overprotective so you didn't told him about Eric while you were having breakfast. You need to know this guys deeply before accept that you know have a situationship. And your brother doesn't need to know about you screacting you itchies.
He has a hot temper when someone looks at his dear little sis.
After breakfast you got ready to meet the band again after almost three years.
《 I can't believe Vincent quitted. He was the nicest.》
Matt sighs while driving to the guys' house, mentally focused on the traffic. 《 youll see him when we'll be in Virginia, don't worry. 》
Your eyes slip on streets and houses, wards and parks but you still feel like You're in a new country. You don't know how much it will take to get used to California.
《 here we are》 , Matt says, parking. 《 let's refresh the rules.》
《 Oh c'mon, I'm not twelve anymore》
《 y/n 》
《 alright! I don't have to embarrass you while you're free to be mean on me. I don't have to embarrass myself talking shit just because I'm nervous and if the music sucks, I can't tell your precious Noah.》
《 You can do better but, more or less, that's it. Lets go. I need another coffe and maybe something sweet before start to film the music video. 》
It's so weird filming inside a house and not in a proper set but all this low budget bullshit are quite the normal for small bands, you think.
You have to be their assistant and eventually a PR- so Matt can stop to bitching on twitter all the time- and you know nothing about bands.
According to Matt, you're going to learn quick.
According to Matt. You know that he picked you up for the job so he can force you to write what he wants.
And continuing to bitch around through you.
The guitar player greets you at the door and introduces himself again as Jolly. The rest of the guys minus Noah are in the garage. It's marvelous how Orie, one of the guys who lives here, a director, reorganize the space with tubes and flashlight.
《 What's the name of the song, again? 》 you ask to Nick Folio, whos already youre favorite.
《 Artifical Suicide》 it's the answer, while he takes his place back behind the drums.
《So emo》 it's your honest observation that makes him laught. Matt looks at you in a way that if he could, you would be incinerated where you're standing. You're already embarrassing him.
Nice.
You regret nothing.
It's a lil sister job to make her brother in troubles, that's what pops always says.
Mike brings you a coffe that you accept with a smile, than tells everyone the news about the singer that is still not here.
A diva, of course. That's your first thought. Every singer is a natural diva.
《 He is still looking for the glove.》
《 He would lost his head if it wasn't attacked to his neck》 , a solid comment arrives from Ruffilo, immediatly followed by an annoyed reply from behind you.
《 I can ear you motherfucker. You are- what the fuck?》
You turn in time to face the famous singer and almost choke with the coffe.
《 Yo Noah, do you remember my sister, y/n?》
You see Noah turning pale for a second while trying to say something in return.
You're also speechless for a second, before putting your shit togheter so Matt wont finds out in the first five minutes. 《 Howdy! You... you cut your hair. Nice. I didn't know》
You didn't.
That's why was so easy for Noah to be Eric for almost a week. For a hook up with you. His best friend sister.
....Splendid.
You're fucked.
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Valentine's Day...Gifts They Give You?? I Think. IDK.
HAH SCHOOL CAN KICK MY BUTT BUT BY GOD AND THE DEVIL WILL I SHARE A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE!! (I'm suffering Jesus fucking CHRIST this course is gonna eat my fried up brain for breakfast lunch and dinner) This is done assuming they're pining for Yuu, save for Ortho he's Idia's little wingman. GN reader as always bbssssssssss if anything seems canon divergent, check out my HCs lmao
Heartslaybul Ace: He thought about making it super romantic, like he spent the week leading up to Valentine's day brainstorming ideas on napkins and doodling on scrap paper, trying to come up with a way to ask to hang out that would make it feel different than normal, but not so obvious that he...you know, likes you. He ends up showing up at Ramshackle before class with a box of chocolates he bought the day before and a bit of a blushing mess. "I just got these because who knows how much Sam will have by the end of today, you owe me half, ok?"
Deuce: He absolutely called his mom to ask for some advice, and asked his dorm mom (Trey), to proofread the hand written note he had meticulously written and supervise while he tries to make a heartshaped quiche. Why quiche? Well he knows you guys have...Memories about eggs, and he remembers it fondly, and he knows that quiche freezes well, so if he makes a big batch, you can eat what you want and have a readily available breakfast to just pop back in the oven whenever you want it - hopefully you'll remember him each time you do, and you'll ask for more when you finish it! He ends up at Ramshackle a little disheveled and out of breath, trying to make the quiche early enough in the day that he could make it there before breakfast so maybe you could share a meal before class. "It's still warm??" "Yeah, I ran here as fast as I could once it was cool enough to handle." "You didn't have to..." "I wanted to! You're more than worth the effort it took to be here on time." Trey: Mans has a major advantage in that he is great in the kitchen, but he can't just make your favourite dessert. He can do that any day. No, for weeks ahead of time, he plans, makes, tests, and revises a new recipe, something that is unique and meant to be for you. It's more effort than he normally puts into his work, but it's so worth it when he shows up at Ramshackle in the evening to deliver his gift and a small note, though he gets shy. He leaves it on the front door step, knocks once, and moves to hide by the side of the house, relying on Grim's nose to bring you to the door if you didn't hear him knock. Seeing the way your face go from confusion to joy and excitement as you read the note is worth every moment he spent crouching. He knows tomorrow you'll want to talk to him in person, but for now, that's more than enough for him.
Cater: Consumerism Capital lmao. He has a really sweet, genuine gift to give to you, but the time he's spent with his sisters makes him second guess whether or not something is "good enough". So, yes, he will have spent 72 hours painting a fucking masterpiece on a phone case for you, or a pair of shoes you said you wanted, or a skateboard so you guys can skateboard together, or something you mentioned you wanted offhandedly months ago, but he's not sure if it's enough, so to "make up" for his "shitty handmade gift", he buys a shit ton of Valentine's day merchandise! He shows up with the giant teddy bear, the bouquet of flowers, the chocolates, the sappy movies, a trending perfume and some sort of specialty drink he picked up at a cafe. Depending on your reaction to all that stuff, he might actually give you the gift he worked on, otherwise you'll see it by accident or something and he gets embarrassed and a little flustered because What If You Don't Like It, Isn't Everything Else Better Than That Thing I Worked On Specifically For You. Treat him gently please. That's a personal request slkdjfhlskdjf
Riddle: He's new to this. So of course he researched long and hard on how to best express his interest in you without trying to push anything on you. Cater tried to show him cute stuff on social media, but it all seemed so scripted, disingenuous, or so over the top he couldn't see himself doing it that way. Or on the other end - they were couples, well into their relationships and living together- that wasn't where he was with you, at least....not yet. He ends up watching, reading and listening to tutorials on how to put together the perfect bouquet - his beloved rose garden would have more than an aesthetic use now, and with a little magic, a beautiful gradient came easily to the bunch of roses he arranged beautifully. Before you, this holiday just seemed ridiculous. Maybe it still was, but he would indulge if it meant it brought a smile to your face.
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Jack: He can't be direct for the life of him, not in terms like this. The night before Valentine's day, he's still stumped on what to do for you that won't be...inherently romantic and obvious, but show that he cares about you!! His eyes end up settling on his little cactus and he ends up finally getting an idea. Somehow after class, but before you got home, he managed to gift you your own tiny cactus. He left it sitting in a box, a small knitted coaster of sorts sitting underneath the flower pot - he put it in the box just so that the yarn wouldn't snag on the uneven wood outside of Ramshackle- and a tiny cowboy hat sitting on top of your cactus. It had been from one of his little siblings dolls that ended up in his bag from the last time he'd gone home, but either they didn't even notice it was gone, or he could get them a replacement later.
Ruggie: "Do you have plans for Valentine's day?" "Yep. Wait for it to be over." He doesn't really care for Valentine's day, but the sale that starts on the 15th? Goddamn, yeah, he's gonna capitalize on that....and he might even like you enough to share a little bit of it...maybe while watching a movie....and snuggling up under the same blanket at Ramshackle...that he may or may not have snagged from Leona's pile of Really Nice blankets....all it takes is for you to say you want some chocolate or treats too.
Leona: He really doesn't care for Valentine's day and all the shit that comes with it, but his sister in law asked him to at least try to make the best of the day. Initially, he was going to...at least try to contest it, but ultimately decided there was a simple way to do it. He ends up firing you a quick text to meet him in the greenhouse. While the way he pulls you into his little nest for napping is rather unceremonious, once you've settled he tucks a pink camellia behind your ear before abruptly telling you he's going to sleep and you're welcome to join him or you can get out of there if you want. He hopes, that just maybe, you'll be able to identify the flower he gave you and find out what it means.
Octavinelle
Floyd: Azul is making him work overtime for Valentine's day, he doesn't get up early enough to do anything Before classes, and by the end of his shift he's EXHAUSTED and MAD. He likely has the wherewithall to bring you a serving from the special menu in a takeout container before flopping down on the couch next to you, then onto you, just looking for a little bit of physical affection. The next day he does feel a little bad for not making you feel as special as he could have, so he'll wake you up with breakfast in bed. Jade: Again, he's been working overtime but he was more ready for Valentine's day than Floyd. While he can't take you anywhere on the day of, he has an easy hike and picnic planned for the weekend if you'll join him. Despite being in the wild outdoors, he's determined to make you a dish that would be worthy of serving at the lounge. He will not handle being asked to stay home very well, but ultimately will if you want that more....but it's going to be in your backyard.
Azul: He had so much on his plate leading up to Valentine's day with marketing, organizing shifts and maximizing profit. But, some of that profit was already planned to be set aside specifically for you. It was about time that you got a bit of a leg up, right? I mean working for Crowley can only pay so much, and he's the head of the dorm that represents generosity anyways. So on the day after Valentine's day, he shows up in the evening with a laptop, and envelope with cash, and a grin, ready to show you the wonders of ✨investing✨. He may have forgotten you still...want to go home. He'll backtrack a bit and offer to help you find contractors that will renovate a part of Ramshackle for you.
Scarabia
Jamil: He didn't even bother trying to plan something for himself with you. How could he? It was a holiday, as ridiculous as it was, it meant that Kalim would inevitably want to celebrate it on the dorm level, and Jamil, of course, would have to plan and organize and arrange everything in order to make it work out. However, that didn't mean he wouldn't make sure to invite you. It didn't mean that he wouldn't make the time to ensure your favourite dish was served. Or that your favourite song would come on during the dance party portion of the celebration. Or that he wouldn't check on you just as, if not more frequently than he did on Kalim to make sure you're enjoying yourself. And if you're not, if it's all too much, he accounted for that already and will show you where you can stay until you feel okay again. Of course, if you show up an hour or two early and demand (you can't ask, he'll say no) to be given a task to lighten his burden, he might just admire you a little bit more (even if he still says no).
Kalim: Valentine's Day means partayyyyy time!! There's gonna be food, and dancing, and games, and lots of people, and live music because he, Cater, and Lilia are gonna perform, won't you come see him?? He needs you there so he can perform the best he ever has!! Come on Yuu, please??? They did actually practice, because they had to change a few lyrics so that it could be a better cover for Valentine's day and he was thinking of you when they modified it, so can you pleeeeeeeease come?
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Epel: He isn't sure whether he wants to continue a tradition he had from home or not, where he would show up at school with handmade lollipops and give them out to people....but his class at primary school was soooo much smaller, it wouldn't make sense to do it here for everyone. Not to mention, he usually had his grandma help him make them, he's never done it on his own. He likely does it for all the first years in his little friend group because he doesn't want to be obvious to anyone person that maybe...he likes them a little more...however your lollipop is the only one that seems to have no imperfections. Funny how that worked out.
Rook: Screw your alarm clock, he knows when you wake up anyways and will be outside your window, serenading you until you wake up. Even if you end up rolling out of bed lookin like a sewer rat and peaking out the window, once he knows you're awake he'll start reading poetry to you. He kinda just lingers until you're done getting ready enough to come great him outside, where he gives you a single rose and a few sheets of paper that he's written his poems about you on. He'll kiss the back of your hand and offer to escort you to class. ** I just want to say, for as much as I gripe about Rook in other posts, I genuinely believe that if he knew or found out you had no Valentine, no plans, and nobody treated you, he would, by the end of the day, at least have left a rose and handwritten note on in front of your door apologizing for not having asked to be your Valentine earlier and going through and complimenting you, though the note is completely anonymous. Rook is a bleeding heart (hehe Snow White ref) and regardless of his feelings for you/your feelings for him, he wants to make sure Valentine's day is positive for you.
Vil: Ugh, Valentine's day. It's a tacky, meaningless holiday that corporations push for the sake of profit. He agrees to model stuff still, sure, he has to in order to try and keep up with Neige, but he hates it. He gets his nails done so that they are jet black. Part of him wants to go goth for the day, but really that would be an overreaction to something so minor. He rejects any Valentine's day gifts, and likely won't want to do anything special, so if anything, you get to see a slightly out of character Vil as he either facetimes you to make sure you've been drinking water today and rant about the industry and how it's ruined Valentine's day, or. You send him a really cheesy gif wishing him a happy Valentines day and he very reluctantly replies, but tells you to never do that again (and it segues into Above).
Ignihyde
Idia (+ wingman/little shit Ortho): Ortho didn't really intend to snoop, but his big brother just left his phone out in the open...well he threw it onto his bed and mumbled something about being a loser. According to Ortho's analysis of Idia's phone, he hadn't been on a mobile game, so what got him so worked up? He sifted through until he found the culprit- the draft of a really sweet...and yeah, kinda cringey message he had written out addressed to the prefect of Ramshackle. Eugh he didn't need to read that...but...but Yuu should. He sends the message for Idia right before his brother comes back into the room, mumbling about how he needs to delete something. His eyes go wide as saucers as he sees not only has the message been sent, but the prefect has read it and is replying in that very moment. Idia reprimands Ortho immediately, but gently until the Prefects response comes through and Ortho confirms the tone is positive. Diasomnia lord help me it's one in the morning
Sebek: Wasn't going to do anything until Lilia mentioned...."exaggerated"...just how important Valentine's Day can be to humans. His decision to try and come up with a last minute gift only amplifies if he sees someone else give Yuu a gift, and ultimately decides with a certain degree of defeat just to buy something from Sam's shop. He decides something practical is best, but gets a little distracted around the candles. Surely in Ramshackle you would appreciate something small, aromatic and it even offers a small bit of heat! He decides to go through with it, but it's only noon, surely he can customize it a bit more before the end of the day. Lilia ends up walking into Sebek's room at around 10:30, only to see him struggling to stay awake as he wipes off paint from the lid. Based on the discarded tissues around, he hasn't been satisfied with any customizations he's tried to make. Lilia gently encourages him just to write a quick note, and he'll deliver it to the prefects doorstep for him so he can get to sleep. Sebek insists it's not perfect, but is forced to accept defeat as Lilia ushers him to bed, reassuring him that the prefect will still appreciate it.
Silver: He knows that he struggles to stay awake, so he starts on his project long before Valentine's day so that he can work on it whenever he has the wherewithall to do so. Come Valentine's day, he has the gift with him during class, and ends up sitting outside of Ramshackle, passed out next to the door waiting for you to show up so he can hand you his gift, which turns out to be a dagger. No, he didn't make it, but he wanted to research the best option for someone of your size and stature, the quality, where to purchase it reliably, to make a small write up on how to care for it properly, what it can and should be used for, and activities it's not suggested to use it for, but you technically "can". It also gives him an excuse to come see you more often to teach you how to use it- often teaching someone is a great way to learn and will add another layer to his training. Lilia: He's been around for so many Valentine's Days, he probably knew the fucking saint it was named after. That being said, he loves to make the most of life, and that doesn't stop here! Get ready for a home cooked meal, you don't have to worry about dinner tonight sweetheart, Lilia's got it covered. Or he'll pay for take out. Or both, to make up for the mess in your kitchen.
Malleus: He's been aware of the holiday for years, but has never really had a reason to celebrate it. But now there's someone who isn't scared of him. Someone who, perhaps if he asked, you would allow him to spend time with you. He ends up daydreaming about the activities the two of you could do together, from making gargoyles to learning to make ice cream together, he ends up spending the entire day like that. Though he's a bit frustrated at his loss of time, he writes out a heartfelt letter to invite you to join him in those activities at a later date. He'll either wait for you outside, or if its too late in the night, simply slide the letter under your door.
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I was gonna do Che'nya and Neige and even Rollo but its. its way too late, I'm hungry and I have a STATS class tomorrow RIP me.
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captain-mj · 3 months
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Superhero au
Part 1
I really liked this idea so I'm making more of it! Sorry to disappoint
Ghost tried to get up and blood slipped through the shadows, spilling on the floor. His face had turned extremely pale and his lips had even gained a blue tint. 
Soap quickly pushed him back down, not missing the groan it got out of Ghost. “No. No. Stay.” He felt the flesh under his hands and it felt… strangely human. 
Soap had been born from a test tube and was then given to a nice family that they thought could raise him with the right morals. They succeeded. But Soap wasn’t human. Not at all. 
Ghost was. He could tell when they touched. Warmth and blood and his heartbeat filled Soap’s sense and he yanked away. 
“You’re human? Just a human? You do all of this. Fight all of these people, me and my team included and you’re just human?”
Ghost stared at him blankly. “You’re not?”
“No! Of fucking course not! I was made to fight off the fucking robots and aliens and weird shit that comes to butcher humanity and you’re telling me you’re just some guy?”
“Fucking hell. Yeah. I’m just human with basically a pet of shadows. That upset about it?”
Soap gaped at him for a minute before shaking his head. “You know Gaz? In my league?? He’s half human and therefore he gets priority over everything! We protect him first because he’s potentially fucking mortal. What your mother think if she knew you were out here killing yourself?”
“My mom’s dead.”
“...Dad?”
“Dead…”
“Any siblings?”
Ghost slumped into the couch and his head was hanging oddly since he couldn’t be bothered holding it up. “Johnny, I wasn’t lying when I said you were the only person I could go to… A bit pathetic, isn’t it? You guys think I’m some monster skulking in the shadows, huh?” His eyes were fluttering and Soap could actually hear Ghost’s heartbeat slowing. 
Soap rushed into action, quickly getting him…
What could he get him? He didn’t keep medical supplies on hand!
Soap used a tiny bit of reality bending powers to zap to a store and zap back. He pulled Ghost up, feeling how deadweight he was and feeling slightly panicked about it. Even the shadows were tugging and pulling at Ghost to try to wake him up. 
Honestly, they were… kinda cute. Just little guys that swarmed around Ghost to try to get attention. Soap managed to bandage the large slash across Ghost’s stomach and he fixed him so he was more comfortable on his couch. 
He understood enough about human biology to know what to do from here, but the waiting was horrible. 
After a while, he started cooking soup. It was just a simple vegetable soup. Tasted pretty bland but he was worried of putting too much spice into it. What if it killed him? Aren’t British people sensitive to seasoning?
Ghost’s breathing hitched for just a moment and Soap was by his side, watching him. He groaned when he saw him. “Too bright. Turn the lights down.” 
Soap dimmed himself considerably. “Sorry. I’ve made you food.” 
Ghost looked distrustful before relaxing again. He supposed he didn’t kill him in his sleep and that was enough. His mask was only lifted a little though so he could eat the soup. 
Soap noticed his hands shaking and he fought the urge to help him. Ghost ate like a starved man, wiping his face once it was done. “That was really good.” He swallowed it down and  Soap found himself fascinated by the bounce of his adam’s apple 
Soap dragged his gaze away. He knew his… quickness to get obsessed was rather creepy. His family tried hard to break him of it, but he just… couldn’t help it. A nasty habit. Even worse when it included people. 
Ghost put the bowl down and laid back. He didn’t fix his mask and his head lolled back, leaving tons of skin exposed. The shadows wrapped around Ghost and they… eyed Soap, clearly judging him. 
Soap quickly looked away, embarrassed. “You can stay as long as you need.”
“I won’t be long.”
“As long as you want then.” 
“I’ll be here even less.” Ghost smiled but he was already looking tired again. All the blood loss seemed to get to him. Soap slowly pulled him down to lay down the couch, surprised by how… pliable Ghost felt. He went to pull the blanket up for him but the shadows stopped him. Their grip was impossibly strong, to the point that Soap couldn’t fight against them at all. He frowned and yanked himself back but they didn’t budge. Only when Ghost opened his eyes did they retreat. “Why do you keep standing over me?”
Soap wasn’t sure how he could explain what just happened so he simply backed up quickly. “Goodnight!” He turned tail and retreated. 
Ghost was gone in the morning. Soap checked on him and found him laying in his bath at home, clearly trying to deal with his own wounds. He felt a rush of irritation but let it go. 
Gaz had sent him a few messages, one of them explaining that something had happened with Ghost and The Russian last night. Apparently the fight caused a lot of damage to other people. It seemed he had been asking for help with the situation before eventually texting him back that they have it under control but to talk to Price ASAP. Chances are the old man was mad at him for being so unreachable, but he didn’t really care at the moment. He had been busy with something more important. 
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my-own-walker · 10 months
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hi again lmao, can you please make an imagine where you have your first time with warren lipka (evan as him and female pronouns please )?? thank u sm
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note: with peace and love, i know warren is a pretty darkly written/intense character with like a lot of baggage but in keeping with the theme of the reader's first time I'm gonna write him as a total sweet softie. no hate to people who write him that way, bc i eat it up every time, but yeah.
warnings: sm*t,
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The rain fell heavily on my windows, near gale-force winds roaring by outside. I always loved thunderstorms. I found I could only truly relax when the weather was at its most chaotic. Bad weather had always just seemed like a good excuse to do nothing.
And there was no one I enjoyed doing nothing with better than Warren. He and I were friends since childhood. Our birthdays were in the same month of the same year. Our moms met while pregnant. Joined some group of pregnant ladies that were pregnant together and due around the same time. Warren was just four days older than me. We had tons of play dates as kids.
I’ve always loved him. Even from our days in diapers. The way in which I loved him changed over the years, but sandbox love never dies. The underlying love I had for him was something born out of childhood that retained its youthful innocence. The blushing, bashful, feet-kicking, hair-twirling desire that permeates even schoolyard crushes.
Growing together and apart and then together again meant that no matter what, we could depend on one another. We went to the same pre-school, survived the perils of public school together-ish, then proceeded to go to the same college.
His mother was thoroughly convinced we’d get married someday. ‘It’s fate,’ she’d say. I wanted to be his someday. I never broached the topic with him, though. After countless ‘like a sister’ comments throughout high school, I didn’t dare suggest being something more to him. I wasn’t entirely sure I’d be his someday. And I wouldn’t dare jeopardise our friendship for the fulfillment of some ancient crush.
But as the rain fell, surrounded in my blankets, laying next to Warren, listening to music, I couldn’t help but realize the feeling was becoming too much to bear.
He was always at my campus apartment. He hated living at home. We were so totally comfortable with each other, he practically lived with me.
He lay there, unmoving, on my bed. Just inches away from me. His eyes were cast at the ceiling, staring off into whatever daydream he fancied. The rain was also his favorite. ‘Karma Police’ by Radiohead began playing over the small speakers. Warren groaned loudly.
‘God, Y/N, enough of this miserable shit! Why do you only listen to like, the world’s saddest music?’ he whined. ‘Give me your iPod.’
‘You’re such a drama queen,’ I sighed, rolling my eyes as I chucked the device in his direction. He caught it clumsily and laughed in triumph when he switched the song.
‘Sweeter Memories’ by Todd Rundgren played.
‘That’s an out-of-the-box pick,’ I smirked, raising an eyebrow at him. ‘You feeling some sappy 70s shit?’ He didn’t reply. I smacked him lightly on his stomach.
‘What?’ he exclaimed, feigning annoyance.
‘You like ignoring me?’ I laughed.
‘It’s only my favorite pastime,’ he snarked.
‘Yeah? Ignore this,’ I challenged, lurching to jab at his sides with my fingers. He jumped and sat up abruptly, turning to get me back. I squealed and scrambled to get out of bed before he could reach me, but it was no avail. He grabbed me around my waist and began to tickle my sides, rendering me utterly helpless. I succumbed to my own laughter and melted into his touch.
We ended up a collapsed heap on my bed, Warren hovering just above me as we both giggled. Sobering, he looked me in the eyes before lowering himself to kiss me. At first a soft, closed-mouth kiss, slowly morphed into something more passionate. Without warning, he pried himself from me, sitting up at the edge of the bed, turned away from me.
‘God, I’m sorry,’ he breathed. ‘That was…’
‘No, no, it’s fine,’ I interrupted.
‘No, man, I think I just took advantage of you or something. I’m sorry,’ he gushed, hands flailing defeatedly as he spoke.
‘Warren, it was okay I promise,’ I insisted.
‘I just, like sometimes, I’m just being stupid,’ he stammered. ‘I feel like I’ve just been wanting to do that.’ A hot flush came to my cheeks. Waves of heat on my face indicated just how much I had been needing to hear him say that.
‘Really? Because me too,’ I replied, almost soundlessly. He turned to face me slowly, an unreadable expression painted on his face. I froze and began chewing the nail on my thumb.
For some relevant context, I had really never even been kissed. Warren was a seasoned veteran in the world of relationships and physical touch. I, I guess subconsciously, had been waiting for Warren for years. So, in turn, it rendered me a hopeless romantic and a college-aged virgin. He was the one I wanted, so I never pursued anything with anyone else.
'Are you sure?' Warren spoke, breaking my train of thought. Instead of replying, I sat up on the bed to meet his lips and began kissing him again. He pushed me back down, positioning himself to be on top of me. ‘You okay?’
I didn’t even realize I had tensed up a bit.
‘I’m good I’m just…new to this,’ I breathed, punctuating my sentence with a small laugh.
‘Oh god, I didn’t even, I totally forgot you’ve never…’ he stammered. ‘I can take it slow.’
‘If you can’t walk, then run,’ I replied. ‘I’ve never been one to take things slow.’
His lips reconnected with mine. I reached for the hem of his shirt and tugged at it to indicate that I wanted it off. He adjusted himself to help me slide the fabric over his head. He laughed and shook his head.
‘I can’t believe we’re doing this,’ he chuckled.
‘Warren, shut up,’ I scolded.
He pulled my sweatshirt over my head, leaving me in just my bra and shorts. I felt weirdly exposed. I laid there, not entirely sure what to do with myself, where to put my hands, all of that. Warren took the liberty of taking his pants off himself, probably knowing I wouldn’t feel comfortable doing it for him.
I felt his hot breath caress my chest as he peppered kisses all over my breasts, just above my bra. Goosebumps covered my skin. I had never felt anything like this. I just wanted him in every sense of the word. I guided his hand to the waistband of my shorts. He got the hint and pulled them off swiftly, beginning to kiss my thighs and tummy.
My stomach turned. As much as I wanted this, I couldn’t help but be a little scared. Warren looked up briefly and must have seen the look on my face. He softened and returned his attention to my face. The eye contact calmed my nerves, allowing me to give him the go-ahead to take things all the way.
He slowly pulled off my underwear and lined himself up with my entrance. I kept looking into his eyes to steady myself, and before I knew it, he was inside of me. I gasped quietly at the pressure.
‘Okay?’ he grunted. I nodded in reply. He pushed further into me, taking care not to hurt me. Tears rushed to my eyes. It was such a strange feeling. Warren hit his stride. Knowing my limit, he began to thrust rhythmically. At first, I wasn’t sure if I liked it. But after a bit, I began to relax into him and feel the pleasure and warmth of the experience.
I screwed my eyes shut and moaned slightly. Two things I had no control over. Warren moaned, too, seemingly pleased with my reaction. It wasn’t long before he came.
‘My god,’ I sighed, feeling a a sense of relief that was entirely unique and new. Warren, who had crashed down onto the bed next to me, panted heavily.
‘You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,’ he murmured.
‘What?’
‘It’s always been you,’ he continued. ‘I’ve always wanted you.’
‘Warren, there’s no way. I’ve always wanted you,’ I said, shocked.
‘I just thought, I don’t know, you saw us as just friends, or something. Nothing more,’ he elaborated.
‘That’s what I thought you felt,’ I replied.
‘Guess we just needed to talk it out,’ he smirked. He pulled me in closer to him, guiding my head to rest on his chest. Experiencing this side of him was something I’d always wanted, and I was in such disbelief that it was all happening so fast.
Listening to his breathing even out, my heart swelled at the dream I was now living.
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I think this sucks but I’m not sure LMAO. I just like Warren a lot and I picture him being very soft in private idk. Thank you again for the request!
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capitalisticveins · 4 months
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SURPRISE D.A.M.N CREW GENERAL HCs ‼️
I don’t like making hcs on my phone but Friendsgiving yesterday rlly motivated me to just do it
— Caelum likes to chew on his shirt when he’s bored
— Dear has 5 umbrellas even though they live alone
— FL has no idea AI art exists
— Dear likes to buy Lasko ties
— Caelum thinks cats are adorable but is absolutely terrified of them
— Gavin is shit at golf, bowling, and basically every sport in existence except for gymnastics, cheerleading, and table tennis
— Huxley can flex his tits
— Lasko buys every fan except Lasko brand fans
— Dear hasn’t played Mario Kart before but when they first played with Lasko they decimated him
— Damien’s favorite kind of animals are the hairless ones
— Caelum can’t hopscotch
— FL can’t be trusted to go grocery shopping for people because they have shit willpower and no common sense they will buy the wrong brand of item you want and buy 3 packs of pizza rolls for themselves with the person’s money
— Huxley can’t jump rope properly because the rope can’t go around his body
— Damien has a schedule of what to wear and when. He wears specific shirts on SPECIFIC days of the week.
— FL has a child safety lock on their computer for Caelum and Gavin
— Everyone has to tell Damien where they’re going whenever they leave their houses
— Dear somehow got everyone’s number before Friendsgiving and asked everyone to point out Lasko’s use of Mahogany/Burnt Sienna on the letters
— Gavin isn’t allowed inside Max’s Rustic Pizza anymore
— If Damien would let him, Huxley would touch lava, like seriously slap it
— FL likes to dress up as Aang for Halloween
— Lasko and Damien are the only ones to own a bidet
— Huxley owns a mermaid dress
— Gavin owns a fur coat
— As a kid, Huxley was too shy to ask his moms to peel his oranges for him so he just sorta ate them with the peel on until he was 11
— Gavin is banned on tiktok
- and twitter
— Caelum’s wings flap like a hummingbird’s
— Huxley is the only member to buy proper sweet snacks. Lasko buys offbrand and Damien doesn’t buy sweets
— Gavin’s favorite cartoon character is Bugs Bunny
— Despite popular belief, Damien is willing to wear an itchy ugly christmas sweater
— Dear owns a border collie
— Lasko writes fanfiction
— Huxley’s luck is fucking amazing when he plays DND, so much so that it pisses off Lasko and now whenever they campaign with others he makes Huxley the dungeon master
— Damien doesn’t know how to skip
— Gavin can make his own alcoholic beverage at will
— FL isn’t from Dahlia. They’re from NY, but have never been in NYC
— Dear has a very strong opinion on Dasani. I don’t know if they strongly dislike it or strongly like it, but they feel very strongly about it.
— Huxley heard the news about the Summit online, saw it was hosted by Vincent and Lovely, recognized Lovely’s name, and went “wait a minute—”.
— Damien has thought about burning his baby pictures when Huxley found them.
— He attempted to do it when Gavin found them.
— FL has a sweet tooth and since Huxley is the only member to buy sweets, they sneak into his house and consume most of it.
After Damien moved in with Huxley he once woke up at like 2am to get a glass of water and saw FL hunched over sucking the frosting off of the mini cupcakes Huxley buys and chugging milk out of the container, their eyes were glowing in the dark and there was a ton of containers on the floor.
Damien went back to sleep without saying a word. When he woke up all traces of FL being in the house were gone and they don’t recall the night ever happening. No one believes him.
The only reference to the night happening is that all the snacks he saw FL eating were gone.
Lasko believes him but FL won’t let him tell Damien he believes him (it has happened to Lasko too and that’s why he buys offbrand).
— Gavin has accidentally killed someone with a rift.
— Caelum too but he doesn’t know.
— Dear is gonna buy Lasko rash ointment for Christmas with no malicious intent whatsoever.
— Damien owns the same amount of shoes as Milo.
— Gavin can’t swim. Gavin’s bad at a lot of things.
— Caelum can swim with water wings. Caelum’s good at a lot of things.
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I advise you not seek this content out. There's a reason I'm not linking it. It's full of abelism and gaslighting. But I just want to show you what I'm about to rant about because this woman is claiming chronic illness doesn't exist and women specifically are faking to get a diagnosis for attention. And she's claiming this is a mental health issue.
As a disabled person, I need to rant.
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The first time I got a migraine. I was 10 years old. They were near constant. I know exactly how old I was because when I went to the doctor, he said it was probably the braces shifting the bones in my skull. They were called just headaches.
If you've ever had a migraine, you would understand that if you were experiencing this much pain, and you were told there was a way to make it stop, you GRAB that shit. I had my braces removed before my jaw was finished straightening because I shouldn't have had braces in the first place and my baby teen started falling out (very late, I know).
And when my adult teeth came in, I BEGGED my doctor to not give me braces again. And remember what I said earlier. If you're experiencing migraine level symptoms and you were told there was a way to make it stop. You grab that chance. Yes, my teeth are still fucked up. Yes, this leads to me dealing with chronic jaw pain.
You don't get how much pain I was in just... all the fucking time. My parents had to carry large bottles of advil with them at all times. Some of my earliest memories is being at a restaurant and my mom being like "I know this is weird but do you have any advil? I forgot to refill the bottle and my daughter is in too much pain to eat". Just from the migraine.
I was taking adult doses of pain meds with my doctors telling me to alternate Advil and Tylenol every 2 hours at the age of 10 (most meds say not for children under 12). Because migraine was not a diagnosis that existed.
When I was in high school, I finally did get a diagnosis from my PCP of "migraine". Idk if it ever went on the record but a was prescribed migraine medication. Which was essentially prescription strength advil and imitrex. There weren't exactly a lot of options back then.
And I again have specific memories of being in school. The ring of the fire alarm during a fire drill triggers a migraine. First thing I had to do when we went back in was go to the nurse and nurse had to call my parents and they had to bring my meds (special school rules the nurse needed the prescription bottle which would make it hard to have any at home). And the nurse was like "when's it gonna work?" And my mom was like "idk. If it does work it'll be like 30 minutes" and the nurse was like "Yeah we can't keep her here 30 minutes on a maybe. This is no place for a kid with a migraine. Take her home."
Throughout all this? I didn't consider myself disabled. Because I could still function. I wasn't missing too much school to pass. I was still able to pass my classes.
In college though it got really bad. I was missing 3 or 4 days of classes at a time because I couldn't hold down anything but water. There's weeks I did go to class that I just blacked it the pain was so bad. I got hurt from the vertigo regularly. It got so bad u finally sought it a migraine community just to try to understand what the hell was wrong with me and just so I had a place where I could vent. It sucked so damn bad.
And this community helped me immensely. They had a list of headache specialists which helped me find my doctor. They gave me a ton of treatment options to discuss with my doctor and they suggested vitamin supplements that I could also discuss with my doctor. It took a few years because I don't react to most common migraine meds, but a year out of college, I finally got a treatment plan that fucking helped. I live a pretty normal life now the only exception being the couple of hours it takes my meds to kick in.
And even through all of that, I hesitated to call myself disabled. I was still functional enough to graduate college without the ADA (but honestly I'd have done better if I had accommodations for all the time I had to miss). My migraines weren't frequent enough to be considered "chronic".
The only reason why I'm able to comfortably call myself disabled now is because of the invisible illness and spoonie communities. They were like "Your health issues impacting most of your life even though there's no physical symptoms? You keep missing important events duev to your health issues? You limiting what you do so to not impact your health issues? You're disabled."
Because I was so afraid of taking something away from physically disabled people by using the label. I'm still going to heavy metal concerts (yes they land me in bed for days after with a migraine). I can hold down a job and still semi-function (I'm privileged that I can get a remote job so if I can't get out of bed I don't need to call in. And I work for small companies that are more forgiving of health issues.)
Listen. I 100% believe in the spoonie movement with all my heart. But what people don't realize is that invalidating the spoonie movement invalidates people like me. People that have had pain since childhood that almost no medication can touch that's coupled with other neurological issues that is detrimental to our health. I was exercising every day, but I had to stop because there were too many days I couldn't hold down food. I was eating very healthy, but I had to stop because there were too many days where calories were more important than vitamins because again I was lucky if I could hold down food. The pain was so bad that there was gaps in my memory and I hurt myself but I couldn't remember how between the vertigo and the memory issues.
And yeah. My migraines don't affect me like that now. I'm on treatment where I don't "look disabled". I can function with the best of the abled people. But it took years of meds and trial and error with my doctor to get here. I'm functioning with the exact balance of person meds and activity levels to keep me found for the things I enjoy doing.
And I need people to realize that's what invisible disability is. Paralyzed person can't walk? They get a wheelchair. I can't go outside without spending the rest of my day bedbound from the bright light and heat? I get meds that help sooth the nervous system (honestly I don't know how the fuck my meds work but this is the equivalent of my "wheelchair")
Yeah! We look functional. That's the point. That's the entire point. Because before this we lost friends and failed classes because we couldn't get our of bed our body's failed us so hard. The only reason why abled people think we don't exist is because we literally couldn't leave the house. And online communities have allowed us to be seen on those worse days when we're normally hidden behind closed doors.
I was able to interact with people online yesterday with my migraine, when previously you wouldn't have been able to see that because I literally couldn't leave the house.
-fae
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demxnicprxncess · 1 year
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Hello princess ❤️❤️❤️ your writing is outstanding I absolutely live for it. Can I pretty please get a Tate x fem-harmon!reader where Tate accidently let's his mommy kink slip in the middle of a family dinner, and calls you ma, momma, mommy etc in front of all you family embarrassing you incredibly. So you have to take him upstairs and punish him if yk what I mean 😏
Ofccc
Taglist: @kitwalkersgfff, @ppawmpkin, @yes-divine-ruler, @quicksilversg1rl, @charsdunkie lmk if you would like to be added or removed my dears.
"Accidents happen" Tate Langdon x FEM!Reader
Warnings: Secondhand embarrassment, smut, mommy kink, Dom Fem, Orgasm Denial (Our poor baby doesn't get to nut.)
"Hey um dad can you hand me the salt, Tate won't ask." He immediately sent a glare into the side of my head as I set the salt down by him. "Eat." He nodded before adding the salt the homemade fries. "Momma, can you give me some more ketchup." I dropped my food before looking at him in utter horror. "Isn't it too early to call me momma?" My mom looked at him and then he looked at her my dad looking at me confused as I was completely embarrassed. "No, I meant, (name).... oh shit." You hit him in the shoulder as your dad laughed hysterically. "Damn, I haven't laughed like that in so long." I glared at my dad as well, my mom interrupted my annoyance, "At least it wasn't the daddy thing where him and your father reach for the ketchup" I felt my temperature raise in shame. "Well, mom, dad, I have officially lost my appetite. I shall be going to me room and taking Mr. Langdon with me." They laughed and looked at Tate bidding their byes and goodnights. "Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Harmon." Violet (readers sister) had just come down and passed you a light smirk as you practically drug him up the steps. You made it to your room pushing him onto your bed. "What the hell was that Tate?!" He looked at you genuinely apologetic as you walked to your closet to change into a tee-shirt, and only your tee-shirt. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... it just kind of just slipped out." I looked at the boy sitting on my bed wallowing in his own shame and displeasure. "You know, you are such a needy boy Tate. I don't understand." I had straddled his lap caressing his shoulders. He shuddered under my touch and gripped my hips; I could already feel him getting hard beneath me, I slightly rocked my hips into his making him whimper in an attempt to not moan. "Such a pretty boy" I kiss his neck and leave tons of hickeys. "Momma please, I need you." I leaned back and stood up. "Too bad, you embarrassed me in front of my parents Tate. You can finish yourself off." I laid down on the bed and shut my eyes hearing him whine about how it was an accident and how accidents happen.
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Dropping by to say omg AUGHH I love your writing! Always gets me hooked and gets me to scroll till the end, especially the Whitney stuff-
Idk if this has been asked/answered before, but Whitney piercing headcanons? What spots they might have chosen? I've always imagined they had a fuck ton of metal rings and studs-
That where the spam liking is coming from? I’ve been getting lots of spam likers lately, not that I mind but it’s nerve inducing whenever someone randomly likes a recent post only to pull up with one from months ago out of nowhere. Just where the fuck are you guys finding these things? Usually sift through someone’s blog by their top posts or recent posts in order, maybe per a specific tag then too. Appreciate it though, thanks.
Whitney piercings.. have been on my mind lately too. I’ve got a tongue piercing scheduled soon so this is wildly timed well.
content warning! accidental self-harm? whitney tries to pierce some things themselves, fucking fails. blood. do not attempt to do these at home, you stupid fucks.
Know one would likely think that’s Whitney’s first piercings would be the regular earrings shit but to me, it was the tongue they did first. Y’know, it’s easily hidden behind the tight line of their lips firmly pressed together, not that the bitch doesn’t openly show off the muscle whenever they get the chance to whenever they speak, but can get away it. Maybe their parents would disapprove though the bully doubts so themselves, don’t got the money to get such a procedure so they settle on a handcraft piercing for their tongue. Where’d they find the gleaming pearl to do that? Who knows really.
Pulls up with some random tutorial on their phone, cheap and blurry camera with the instructions unclear but by god, Whitney does some dumbass decisions at times and this is one of them. Would be lying if they didn’t hesitate for a bit, shit, they’re going to get that damn piercing whether their dad or mom, both likes it or not. Sharp needle fisted in their hand, tongue peeking out and does it go well? Fuck no. Yells out a curse as stray droplets of blood drip across the tiled floor of their narrow bathroom space, leaving fresh, bloodied marks in their wake. Wasn’t all that serious of an injury, least not to the delinquent where it caused serious, permanent damage. Begrudgingly gets it done by a professional the next time, slight flush on their face from the sheer embarrassment of having failed pathetically so.
Next were earrings, the typical way that it’s done with an ice cube and of course, a needle again. Got an infection for a week, the blonde heals fast. Doesn’t affect them all that much other than the annoying routine of having to apply the same disinfectant over the surface of their swollen skin for a week straight. I’m talking a couple of rings wrapped over their ear shells and lobe, typically sharp since it suits them. Probably has snake bites too, seen too many arts to not say so otherwise and they like the look of it.
Genitals.. Yeah, the genitals for sure. Whitney wants to enhance their sex experience and fuck, do they love to hear a bitch squealing from the friction of the glinting metal fresh against their skin, lightly kicking back.
Whitney with a dick? Jacob ladder piercing, the bars set upon the length of their dick, ranging from their base to the flushed tip oozing pre-cum. Likes to specially tease you with it, making you count the number of bars as they slowly sink into your stretched out hole, struggling to form coherent words from being stuffed so full by a fat cock. You fail? They’re doing it all over again till you get it right.
Whitney with a pussy? Labia piercing. (Seen them before but I had to search that shit up for the name.) Rings snugly tucked around their clit, sensation all the more heavy as they comfortably grind themselves down on your lap at the pub, shameless in their erotic display. If you’re eating them out whenever or wherever, a light flick of your tongue across their drooling clit is enough to have them dizzyingly stupid and moaning, head thrown back.
Nipples, the fucking nipples. Visible against the shirt they wear beneath their scruff, leathered jacket, proudly standing erect. I’d say this is actually one of the main bodily weaknesses of the bully. Sure, their genitals is definitely an erogenous zone, but play with the pink buds a bit and you have yourself a whimpering Whitney struggling not to cum from your playful touches alone.
Know this isn’t about piercings but thanks to @princesstokyomoon, I’m convinced this motherfucker has a womb tatt regardless of gender and you get a slight glimpse of it whenever they’re out and about with only their old, grey sweats on. Hipbones right above the elastic waistband, trailing below the inked art. Fucking.. Fucking stupid bitch whining at the press of your palm flat against that exact area.
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You mentioned doing Susan and Reader type things, let me bring up to you:
Reader is Susan's adult child or Niece/Nephew. How do you think that would go? Would she be boasting them up like she does to Rosie or would she be nitpicking them all the time? You decide!
Good evening my dear! I'm gonna scream about Susan now, we don't see much of her but I adore grumpy old people characters (in fiction)
Let's start with child headcanons,
You POOR POOR CHILD, Susan definitely has a key to your home, did you give it to her? Probably not she's the type to MAKE a key, or pick the lock, look me in the eyes [?] And tell me this old woman doesn't know how to pick a lock,
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She's definitely seen and done some shit in her [After?] Lifetime, you could be making dinner and she just breaks in strolls on in and starts going on about her childhood and it's just the most messed up Parent Susan lore, she also doesn't care for boundaries, doesn't matter who you are, your boundaries are being invaded, she doesn't like when others invade your boundaries through, only she can do that after all she's your mother! She assumingly birthed you,
Or picked you up from the side of the streets
I don't know how she acquired you
If you have a spouse, Mama Susan does NOT like them, doesn't matter if they're the king of hell or whatever, No one is good enough for her baby,
Heaven forbid if it's someone she already doesn't like, like Alastor for example.
That being said she wants grandkids, you don't have to spawn them, just pick one up off the streets I'm sure there are orphans in hell! Especially after extermination day
She's definitely the type to grab your cheek, squish it and just go "Have you been eating at all?!? Fucking skin and bones!"
Then she just gives you some poor demons leg to munch on, yum!
I feel like when she can make a mean cannibalistic meatloaf, but nothing else,
Maybe soup, but who can't make soup?
[I'm so sorry if you can't make soup, Don't worry I'll make you some so your not soupless]
She's definitely the type of parent to send you to your room without dinner, or keep you at the table until you finished up your meal, or smack with the cane
Honestly if we go with if she was alive in the 1800's {?} And not hellborn {also Susan DOESN'T HAVE A WIKI PAGE? GIVE OUR MEAN OLD LADY A WIKI PLEASE- /j}
Depending on your gender you definitely get raised differently, because sexism was horrid back then, woman didn't get the rights to properly vote until the 1920's, She was long gone by then.
if you're born a gal she's all
"Be more ladylike! No man will marry you if you act like this"
She loves you, and in her mind it's for your own good because society is NOT kind to those who act different than the status quo, she cannot spare you the same fate she got, she wishes you were born in a different time, in one where you'd have more freedom.
she'd lighten up after death because, you know y'all are dead, and man fuck social status that's dead now, she prefers cannibal town as to wherever you were during life
If you were born a lad then you got a ton of
"Be a gentleman! Don't be a dick, don't duel people!"
A son meant she got a pat on the back, she was capable of producing an heir, or whatever old timey crap was going on, she hoped you did NOT turn out to be a product of your environment.
I feel like she'd be very active in feminist movements back then from the shadows, she definitely earned her rights to be grumpy old lady
ANYWAYS THATS OFF TOPIC,
All in all, she's not the WORST mom, but she definitely traumatized you, I feel like y'all healed your mother-child bond in hell {that's a sentence I never thought I'd write}
NOW ON TO THE NIBLING {?} Niece/nephew
She's the single probably wealthy Aunt that probably killed her husband but no one can prove it, completely different from above, she did NOT have a child with niblings [I think that's the right term please correct me if wrong]
If she did have a offspring, congratulations your cousin is often compared to you and y'all probably have a strained relationship.
Anyways any time she sees you she either goes in for the hug and if rejected makes a comment about today's youth and respect, or she doesn't go in for the hug and rambles about today's youth being too touchy,
"What the fuck am I supposed to do with this thing."
Susan when near you.
She gives great Christmas presents though, she just like throws it to you and says she got it last minute and then it's just like 200$ present,
Or if she REALLY doesn't like you, your getting one of those cringe tshirts that's like "look out ladies, I'm a gamer"
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OKAY SO ANOTHER LOVELY ANON REQUESTED A THING WITH GRANDCHILD AND SUSAN I'M WORKING ON THAT NEXT, I'm gonna take a nap first though, Thank you for tuning in!
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OC || Introductions
hello my darlings!! I've really been wanting to introduce a few of my main characters to you all!! I was thinking of possibly doing headcanons/oneshots/drabbles in the future! (May be purely self-indulgent but we'll see) That being said, This is basically a very brief intro and info dump about each character. So let's get started!!
All characters and art belong to me!! Like I've said before I'm an artist and draw scenes and characters. I have a shit ton of art of all these guys that I'd love to share if anyone's ever interested!
cw: death, murder, cannibalism? minor sexual themes (one of my ocs is an incubus), minor violence.
Night
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I've had her the longest, I made her several years ago. She's literally just a self-insert for EVERYTHING I enjoy sshejwka. But on another note! This is Night, she's a humanoid griffin hybrid (griffins being the mythological beast, half eagle half lion). She's very sweet and friendly. She's so mom-coded omg. Like she'll bake you little treats, makes sure your dressed for the weather, and reminds you of things you need to get done.
She has this locket around her neck that she keeps close to her. This is because it contains her "soul" or "spirit" inside of it. Every griffon has one, and it's what helps her to transform. Which btw shapeshifterrrr. Her true form being that of an actual griffin. She's a gentle giant though don't worry.
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Tom
I know what you're thinking and no, he's not related to Bill Cipher. Tom is a 25-year-old art college student. He's a no-nonsense kind of guy, and very easily irritated. He's a fine arts major and does a lot of painting. He HATES his roommate (there's literally nothing wrong with him he's so nice and friendly, tom is just a dick). He's got a pet snake!! He's a hognose named Poncho! He's a total stonerrrrrrr, it's the only time he'll be chill honestly.
He and his roommate live in a city style apartment, on the first floor, complete with a basement. Unbeknownst to his roommate, Tom has a secret black market business selling organs to dealers. The basement is where he does all the harvesting, it strictly prohibited for anyone to go down there. It makes hella money though, which he uses to help pay his tuition (art college is expensive!)
Orphan btw. His mom is Night actually (an adoptive relationship) She loves and cares about him very much, the same goes for him. He usually acts more behaved if she's around.
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Roman
Roman is, well he's a--thing?? creature?? I haven't decided in all honesty but he's dangerous. He travels all across the country, making sure to be well hidden. He's a serial killer oop. His signature weapon being a bowie knife. Bros got some major sadistic and animalistic tendencies. Eats his victims btw. He can't rly show his face in public, and the mans gotta eat right??
He likes to hunt. His victims are essentially "prey" to him, and he does so enjoy the thrill of a chase. He's got a looooooong tongue (as you can see) he's accidently bitten it once or twice with those sharp teeth of his. Has a tail as well, yk what espeons tail looks like? yea it's like that. His ears are sensitive btw he doesn't like them being touched.
Can never stay in one spot for too long, constantly on the move, he's got great stamina and can run for quite a long time.
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Damien
WOOO. RUFFmEOW. BIG STRONG MAN LETS GO RAGHHH. ya so this is Damien. As you can tell I love him very much and I'm so very normal about him. He's an incubussss (sex demon basically). Literal definition of a Himbo. He's a big beefy guy who's wholesome and sweet, despite his line of work.
Super flirty, and also hypersexual. It's what he feeds off of, and how he regenerates and gets his magic. which btw, he can be summoned!
He's got a looot of body hair, happy trail for dayysss! Also has a bunch of peircings, snake bites on his face, and nipple peircings on his pecks. He's got numerous scars littered all over his body too. He's really sweet an attentive, as well as respectful! What more could you want in a man??
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Alecto
BIG WOMAN. she's literally just my "villain" version of Night, however she's not a self-insert. I gave her, her own story and lore. She's the main antagonist in an animated series I'm creating. Her name is based of the Mythological woman "Alecto" Who was a fury of the underworld, she symbolizes rage and spreads it across the world.
She's very quick to anger. "hot-headed" (Pun-intended). The back of her hair is literally fire, and it can grow and change depending on her mood. Those gauntlets on her arms are strong AF and razor sharp, you do not want to get on her bad side. Ngl, she kinda feral at times, yk how Miguel O'Hara literally ran on all fours to chase after Miles Morales??? Yea she does that.
She's evil muehahshegsh, but also classy. She's also really tall!!! like about 8'6'' DAYUM. she'll crush you.
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annnndd thats a wrap!! These are the main Oc's that I adore and use on a regular basis, they each hold a special place in my heart. I rly would love to do occasional drabbles or head canons with my babies at some point, but I'm not sure anyone would read/enjoy them 😭
Nevertheless, I do hope you enjoyed my small ramble about these guys, as you can see, I'm totally normal about them.
Oh!!! and if you're ever wanting any more of my art just lmk!! I mainly post my writing on this blog, but if y'all wanna see, I can def show!!
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Random HB headcanons / thoughts I guess
(tw for some sexual mentions and cursing )
Mammon fucking HATES jingle bell rock
Asmodeus sending fizz "send this to someone you love!" Type of videos and fizz sends shit like this
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Just the thought that asmodeus ( the embodiment of lust ) believes love is not love without consent is honestly a great detail
Also thinking about how fizzarolli has eyebags
Millie can use a bow and arrowwwww
I think the human versions of blitzø and his family are indigenous, idk the nose and the skin tone, it might be a long shot but I like the idea yk
Also love seeing indigenous characters
Stolas loving outer space that's canon right
Imagine him as a kid just reading a shit ton of books about space and in any occurrence it's brought up now you know how the universe is going to end
Blitzø: I just need space-
Stolas: SPACE???????
I think after Octavia gets out of her super angsty teenager phase ( do not come after me I know it's more than an angsty "mom leave me alone I wanna be famous" thing, I'm kidding ) she would really like indie music
Like indie rock if that makes any sense
" with ♥️ from Ozzie " ON EVERYTHING OZ GIVES FIZZ URGAJF
I'm sorry but there neeeeeddsss to be more Millie appreciation
I kinda wish there was an episode that centers around her yk ?
Do you think imps nipples are white too like scars and freckles or am I weird
Ozzie posting on everything " YES THE RUMORS ARE TRUE THIS IS MY FUCKING SOULMATE" because for some reason there was a lot of controversy and debate if it was real or not
Then next to it it's a picture of him and fizz
People were PISSED
I thought mamom was played by bluey's dad bandit if I'm being completely honest I'm so sorry
Millie is spider man moxxie is hello kitty
Stella likes soup. What is she eating now? Oh some fucking soup. What's wrong with her icecub- SHE FROZE THE SOUP TO MAKE ICE CUBES-
Loona has a very bad picking at her skin habit, not really with her face but with her legs and arms ( human form obviously )
I LOVE HOW MUCH BLITZØ LOVES LOONA IM SORRYYYY
Fizz posting " FUCK ALL OF YOU" on all of his socials , deleting everything ( especially the sexually explicit things )
I think being a part of the circus is equivalent to trailer trash in hell
I mean look at em
I love it
Human form Ozzie would have THE MOST luscious hair ever
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This image just says so much about them as a pair it kills me
The way the animators just go above and beyond is just amazing to me
How did fizzarolli get the 2 minutes notice thing planned so quickly...........
" IM A KLOWN BITCH🤪 IM A KLOWN BITCH🤪🤞🏼"
Fizz over sharing as a teenager ( not projecting )
THAT ONE SCENW QITH STOLAS MOVING STELLAS HAND LITERALLY MADE MY FUCKING JAW DROP HOLY SHIT
HES LITERALLY TAKING BACK HIS LIFE
fizz really thought in "oops!" That he wasn't gonna make it out of the fire again
Like bro just put his knees to his chest and CRIED
IDK RHATS SK SAD TO MEEEE
Speaking of fizz how did that mark in the next episode get there? What was that? Idk if it was maybe a bruise from.. something.. I don't wanna say it was from mamon because that would defeat the purpose of his character being EMOTIONALLY ABUSIVE and that emotional abuse is still abuse, but idk some people said it might be because of him?
Can you tell I'm obsessed with fizzarolli
The sexual harassment rep.... People who have experienced sh usually think "it's not as bad as *other s3xual trauma* so I'm just being dramatic" ( I say this from experience ) but it ABSOLUTELY IS AND SHOULD BE RECOGNIZED. It's still something you're not comfortable with. Fizz brushing it off as "oh well they're just fans who express their love differently!" Should not have been taught to him.
I'm not slightly projecting again. Nuh uh
Ozzie can play saxophone. He just gives me the vibe.
MILLIE CANNOTTTT KEEP A PLANT ALIVE FOR SHIT BRO
MOXXIE?? UH MAYBE A MONTH. 2 MAX. MILLIE? ITS DEAD WITHIN A DAY.
Loona: I AM NOT PUTTING THAT ON
blitzø: JUST ONE FUCKING FAMILY PICTURE LOONA-
Beezlebubs design just screams if kesha. Even if they didn't mean to.
Millie getting stuck in trees as a kid and being too scared to get down
Was Barbies real name barbie or is that a nickname? Or was it for the sake of the circus ( like blitzøs name being .. well blitzø )
Millie name is short for Amelia maybe? People used to call her Lia but she hated it so much she started writing her nickname Millie on everything.
People saying they hated / thought the stolas human design could've been better can go FUCK themselves HONESTLY
Blitzø and fizzs as teenagers going to their town center and being like "?????? Why is everything so FANCY it's AMAZING"
Octavia can't handle spicy things for SHIT
Look at their British asses
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They cough at smelling PEPPER
Stolas just randomly texting Octavia "you're so beautiful darling! Have a nice day <3 -your dad" or "don't forget to eat! -your dad" ( he texts like that IDC )
FUCK STELLA ME AND MY HOES HATE THAT BITCH
Octavia writes poetry! It's actually really good
Okay so I have this headcanon that in the HELLUVA BOSS universe that songs like contoursionist, toxic ( by ashnikko ), tunnel vision and agorah hills, NYMPHOLOGY, and he has this "one last show" thing where he preforms these songs and HE IS SCREAMING SOME OF HIS OWN SONGS
But that would also defeat his character development so I'll just imagine him singing this songs in the car or smth
Mamon having to do some toxic gossip train shit
I WANMA SAY OZZIE HAS TWO OLDER SISTERS BUT IDK IF THAT WOULD WORKKKKK
Millie kills the spider.
I think that may be all okay byeeee
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peptothesi · 2 years
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Calling them big bro or referring them to an older sibling (platonic)
Jonathan
🐶 Tears he will tear up 100%
🐶 He always wanted a sibling 🥺 dio doesn’t count for obvious reasons 😒
🐶 He wears the big brother label with pride he might as well be your big brother.
🐶 He will make sure you’re hydrating, eating well and getting enough love.
🐶 He will pat you on the back or the head daily!
🐶 He pulls you into bone crushing hugs but won’t squeeze you too hard cause that’s not very polite of him.
🐶 He will talk about you all the time not even in a bragging way he’s just so proud of you he HAS to tell everyone about you.
🐶 “Oh Y/N actually (insert a cool thing you did) the other day they’re so talented”
🐶 Erina and Speedwagon are just happy for him and they adore you too btw.
🐶 He will always push you to help you he is #1 hype man .
🐶 Will teach you a few hamon skills if you are generally interested.
🐶 “Y-you see me as a brother? Really? No it’s ok! I see you like family as well even though we aren’t related I will be the best brother non the less”
Joseph
✈️ OH MY GOD!!
✈️ Shocked like what?! Really?
✈️ He always wanted a little sibling!!
✈️ Caesar always talks about his and he gets so jealous even though he brags about being an only child and getting all the love.
✈️ He is going to teach you everything he knows!
✈️ He would be so careful with you as in he’d be playful but god help him if you get hurt.
✈️ He’ll show you how to use the clackers he uses and how to read people.
✈️ BUT he’s still a little shit so he’s going to give you noogies and tease you relentlessly.
✈️ It’s his job as your big brother to make fun of you.
✈️ He’d hiss at Caesar if he gets too close “OI CAESAR!! You’ve got plenty of your own siblings leave mine be!!”
✈️ He would give such nice hugs and they would be so comfy and safe.
✈️ He would beat the shit out of anyone for you literally “Give my your money you brat!!” ”And who do you think you are mugging my little sibling you prick!!”
✈️ He’s an asshole but he has his moments.
✈️ “Wait what did you call me?! OH MY GOD!! Really! You see me as a big brother! I’ll be the best brother ever HEAR THAT CAESAR YOU BIT-“
Jotaro
🐬 Uhhh good for you?
🐬 He’s so confused but he’s not showing it.
🐬 I mean that’s sweet but why him cause it’s also really weird.
🐬 Another sibling less jojo, except he’s fine being the only child.
🐬 I mean he likes you as much as he can like a person but siblings are a bit too much maybe close distant cousins.
🐬 He might interact with you, you get more grunts and hums from him.
🐬 He nodded in your direction one time, he might offer a cigarette.
🐬 He stands in front of you if there’s a fight and plays it off as being rude but he’s just protecting you in a very discreet way.
🐬 He smiled VERY VERY slightly at you when you weren’t looking.
🐬 “… Yare yare daze”
Josuke
💛 Oh my god yes!
💛 He’s giving his mom the adoption papers as we speak!
💛 I mean technically he has a half sister but he’s never met he before so yeah.
💛 He embraces that shit so much like you might as well be related.
💛 Teases you like there’s no tomorrow.
💛 If your hair is long enough he will put it up in a pompadour so you too can match.
💛 He takes a ton of pictures and he has his favourite one framed.
💛 Is legit happy though because he always wanted a sibling.
💛 You still don’t get to diss his hair but you don’t get to deal with Crazy diamond instead Josuke will beat you with a chair so feel privileged I guess.
💛 Is also very protective he will lose his shit if he sees someone bothering you.
💛 You’re his new partner in crime now and no you don’t get a choice.
💛 He gets very emotionally attached you have been warned so he will cling to you.
💛 He will call you sis or bro or sib or just refer to you as his sibling cause you are now.
💛 “Hold on what?! Oh my god that’s so cute! Yes you can call me that!!C’mon sib let’s go annoy Rohan! This is so cool!”
Giorno
🐸 I honestly don’t see him too bothered.
🐸 Suprised? Yes. Flattered? also yes.
🐸 He might praise you more and give you more affection like patting your back just something simple.
🐸 I don’t know he doesn’t seem like he would be opposed to it he’s just very mellow about it I guess.
🐸 If he’s at a shop he might get you something small.
🐸 “ Oh? That’s very kind of you to see me like that,thank you “
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I got to see my Oma! The kid and I had a whirlwind/ overnight trip that included the over-stuffed ferries and a shit-ton of driving but we made it there and I got to give her a hug!
My Oma (grandma) is 94 years old and she makes me think about what the “secret of longevity” is. She has a list of health issues as someone might have in their 90’s, but she’s still pretty independent living on her own. She is mostly blind in one eye (but she managed to knit 15 pairs of slippers for the family this Christmas), pretty deaf (even with hearing aides), she has thyroid issues and is diabetic. She also has COPD and congestive heart failure. All of which she’s had for well over a decade. She had a spinal fusion in her lower back when she was 80 but went out riding her bike 3 weeks later. She only stopped riding her bike when she hit about 90 years old.
My Dad has to drive her around for doctor’s appointments, groceries and maybe to the bank once in a while. She also has a home support worker that sits on the couch while she takes a shower just in case she falls. (My Oma won’t let them come in and help her shower. lol.) She’s a clean-freak so she spends her days cleaning, baking, knitting or going for walks. When the weather is better, she spends most of her time in her flower garden. She loves flowers. She never had any interest dating after my Opa passed away 29 years ago. So she’s been on her own a long time but she’s always had a cat to keep her company. My Oma never drank but she did smoke for 50 years! She quit about 20 years ago. She also very rarely ever went out to restaurants. She much preferred eating at home.
I started reading Outlive: The Science and Art of Longevity which is full of information (albeit slightly dry in parts and therefore, haven’t finished it) but I was interested what keeps humans going for longer. From what I can tell, scientists are still not totally clear on this because there’s lots of healthy, happy people that live short lives and miserable, unhealthy people that live long lives. lol. So a lot of it is just luck. I do believe, however, that taking care of your body can and will help with quality of life.
Anyway, it was a really nice visit and I’m so happy we were able to spend some time together. I try to call her on the phone very 1-2 weeks buts it’s just not the same.
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I also got to visit my 2 half sisters, Dad and Step-Mom, too. We had some good conversations. We stayed up late to chat. I’ve been slightly sleep deprived but it was worth it. I haven’t been overly close with that side of the family for some time (besides my Oma). There are lots of reasons why but I can’t hold on to it anymore. My Dad will be 70 in a week. He’s always come off as being on the apathetic side and negligent in the way that he just disappears when the going gets tough… or flippant when hard stuff happens. I’ve been hurt and let-down many times by him. I was bitter towards his wife too but it’s hard for her to do anything when my Dad did nothing to rectify the issue.
I decided when I went out there that I was going to once-and-for-all forgive my Father. For myself. I know a lot of his attitude is due to his Father and his Father’s Father. It’s generational. Generational trauma can take a very long time to heal. I know my Oma wasn’t perfect either. She was a child during WW2 and that clearly affected her. Then moving to a new country away from all of her family. Add the fact she was married to an alcoholic for over 40 years probably didn’t help. It must have been very isolating for her.
Anyway, every family has baggage. How we learn to “travel” with that baggage is important. Hopefully, we all learn from it. Discovering new tools to cope while making us more compassionate to others. (I realize, sadly, for a part of the population, it can go the other way but let’s not focus on that.)
Below are some photos we took together. It was a pleasant day and I had fun.
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So overall, it was a really nice visit. Next time, I may fly down there, though. lol.
It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m trying to figure out what to do for the very last day of 2023! The kid and I have some ideas. I don’t want to go too far. I also don’t plan to stay up much later than midnight. lol. I’ve been working on a goals workbook that I use every year. I’ve almost completed it. On average, I complete about 25% of my “hundred things I want to do” list. Which isn’t bad considering a lot of what I write down is pretty lofty. It’s a fun book to work through to think about big (and little) goals and how to accomplish them. I don’t really use every chapter (but I fill it out anyways). I keep magnetic book marks in the places where I’ll regularly visit like the monthly check-ins. (I’ll post here how it goes, too.)
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Wishing everyone a happy, safe New Years!
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