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st7rnioioss · 1 month
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heyyy so i was watching a matt edit and it was to the song come through by the weekend and i was wondering if you could make a smut inspired by that song please :) i love ur work!!!! thank you
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chris sturniolo x reader
warning: SMUT, p in v, fingering, mentions of edging, creampie, breeding kink kinda?, degradation, dirty talk, toxic relationship, BAD aftercare. smut w no plot
a/n: HELP i really hope i understood what this song about. busy famous dude who doesnt want a proper relationship. anyways, THANK YOU SO MUCH AND TY FOR THE REQUEST🤍🤍
not proofread!
i just realized i accidentally made this into a chris fic, forgive me please
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"Just put it in a ponytail, fuck 'em from behind Fuck 'em with their clothes on, panties to the side Put the panties to the side, like a don do"
Chris and I’s relationship was.. special. Friends with benefits if you may. It all started when Chris suddenly got a lot of fame for doing YouTube videos with his brothers. Me and Chris were good friends. I started spending less and less time with him, but after one tiny slip-up (aka, fucking in his friends bedroom) at a party, we’ve been hooking up whenever he wasn’t too busy.
One day went something like this:
‘Chris, are you free right now? I’m home alone.’ I texted him, waiting in my empty house for him. I knew he was done filming by now. ‘I’m on my way.’ he answered a minute later. It didn’t take long for his car to park in the driveway of my house. He basically barged in, and without a word I was pinned to the front door, hickeys starting to appear down my neck and collarbone. I had repeatedly told Chris we should stop what we were doing due to his career, but he turned it down, telling me ‘how much he loves me’ and ‘how he just couldn’t get enough of me’. I didn’t complain though, I just didn’t want our situationship to ruin his worklife.
The hickeys by the front door quickly turned into my back against my bed, pants discarded on the floor. “Such a slut, hm? Letting me finger you, panties to the side.” he shook his head with an amused smirk, repeatedly fucking his fingers up into my aching core. Occasionally he’d curl his fingers, adding a thumb to rub hard but slow circles against my clit. “Chris, please- I need you,” I begged. I felt so pathetic. Still fully clothed beside my sweatpants that were resting on the floor. Chris only found the view fantastic. “Get on all fours.” Chris’s voice rasped as he withdrew his fingers from my pussy. I don’t mean to overreact, but I could cry from frustration. Ever since he carried me to my room, he’s been edging me, making me a dripping, and begging mess for him. I quickly compiled, turning around to get on my knees and hands. I felt Chris shift from behind me, looking back to find him pulling his pants down, just so his cock could spring free from his pants. He leaned down to get a sight of my soaked pussy, glistening from the dim lights in my room. “So fucking wet for me..” he murmured, letting his thumb slide down my folds, pushing my panties to the side to get a better view. “Chris, just shut the fuck up,” I whimpered, begging for him to let me be released after having been edged for so long, on top of thinking about him every second of the day. “Watch the attitude or I’ll make sure to fuck some senses into you,” Chris grunted, leaning back to get a hold of his cock, teasingly aligning it with my folds, making sure to keep my panties on. Slowly, he pushed forward, eliciting a quiet moan from me. He stopped for a moment before pulling almost all the way out, pushing in again.
It always made his ego skyrocket when I winced in pain from the strech of his cock, maybe even moan, just from the sight of discomfort on my face. “Holy fuck.. ‘swear to God, you were made for me,” Chris moaned in unison with me. A hand slid from my waist up my back, getting a hold of my hair. Swiftly, he wrapped my hair around his hand in a makeshift ponytail, pulling my head backward to let his lips whisper into my ear. “You like that? Pulling your hair back?” he smirked, knowing he couldn’t get a proper sentence out of me. With those words he only went faster, pushing my head down to make me arch my back instinctively. In response, he only got a few incomprehensible words, moaning and whimpering as his thrusts hardened and quickened. Suddenly I felt the knot in my stomach tighten and snap, cumming unexpectedly. “Chris, I-” I whimpered, getting more and more overstimulated by the second.d “Shut the fuck up. You’re lucky I even consider fucking you on a daily basis. Y’know how many girls would die to be in your position?” he groaned, feeling himself about to reach his high as well. I didn’t answer, mostly out of overstimulation. Chris could cum from my reflection in the mirror alone. The slightest bit of drool hanging from the corner of my parted lips, brows furrowed, eyes closed. A sight for sore eyes. “Chris, I’m gonna cum again..” I managed to mumble out, falling onto my elbows instead of my palms, making Chris unintentionally hit a spot way deeper than before. “Holy shit, Chris!” I moaned, letting myself cum around him once again. Chris wasn’t too far behind himself. To be fair, he’s been holding back for a while. He pulled me by my makeshift ponytail once again, making me groan in both pleasure and pain. “Gonna fill you up so nicely. I’ll make sure nothing leaks out, ‘might even have to cockwarm you if that’s the case. What do you think? Should I keep myself buried inside you?” Chris couldn’t stop groaning from just the thought of it. He only asked these questions to drive me crazy, knowing I couldn't form a proper sentence. Instead, he left me moaning, overstimulated, and tears threatening to spill. The thought of his dick staying inside of me, pushing his release deeper inside of me made me slightly fuzzy, arms buckling. “Chris, please. I-It’s too much..” I whimpered, a single tear rolling down my cheek. With a groan, Chris thrusted a few more times before letting him finish inside of me, making sure not to pull out.
After making sure I was doing alright, he pulled his pants up, pressing a kiss to my forehead while mumbling a quick ‘I’ll see you tomorrow’ as he left with his jacket under his arm.
a/n: hi chat. i found out this week that a whole lot of people i know have been shittalking me and making up rumors LMAOPOO. anyways, i rlly hope u like this, and thank you so so much again ahh ilyy🤍🤍 sorry if this is complete ass, im tired as fuck
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biggiedraws · 7 months
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okay you know what. ive been thinking about the time between chuuya shooting dazai and dazai revealing himself to fyodor. and ive decided that we were ROBBED. cause like. dazai comes out with a splint on his leg and his shoulder wound *not* bleeding through his shirt. and like, chuuya was RIGHT THERE. he followed right behind dazai when dazai confronted fyodor. so surely. SURELY chuuya helped patch up dazais injuries. at the very least he got the splint for him. and holyyyyy shit does that have potential. like
chuuya visibly dropping the ruse and asking in a panic if dazai is okay. dazai sits up and makes fun of him for being worried and then whines dramatically about the wound in his shoulder. chuuyas like "youre such a pain, i shouldve killed you right then and there" and then settles down next to him to help fix him up.
chuuya is talking while he bandages dazais shoulder (definitely not to distract dazai from the pain. definitely not because he likes talking to dazai. definitely not because hes dealing with a lot of strong emotions and doesnt want to think about any of it. hes doing it to annoy dazai, obviously). probably complaining about having to pretend to be a vampire and how annoying it was, and then dazai makes fun of him for like. his vampire teeth or something, so chuuya scowls and aggressively tightens the bandage to get him to stop laughing (it only partially works, because dazai does stop laughing to yell at him to ease up, but hes still got that glint in his eye. asshole).
chuuya asking if dazai can walk (but not like "omg are you okay???" more like "if you ask me to carry you ill shoot you again") and dazai makes a comment about how he WOULD but SOMEONE was too rough when stopping the elevator and chuuya yells that its not as easy as it looks and maybe next time he'll just let the elevator crash. he still asks him what he needs to do for it though. bonus points if he like. rips a hole in the wall to make the splint. you know he fucking would
they both know they should be hurrying- even without the fyodor thing, they should want to be done with this and get away from each other as quickly as possible, since they /hate each other so much/. but its their first quiet moment in a while (well. not really quiet because theyre literally always bickering. but quiet because neither of them are fighting or dying) and, while they would never admit it, theyre savouring the time together. and if either of them notices how unhurried the other person is, they dont bring it up.
do you get me???? i wanna see them argue like children i wanna see the comforting familiarity of being alone together i wanna see a hint of affection buried under no less than 20 layers of repression GIVE ME THE SOUKOKU CONTENT YOU COWARDS. sigh...... *opens ao3*
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bat3s · 1 year
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Could i get slashers with an s/o that has hip/leg problems to where they cant walk very much and sometimes cant move their legs due to pain? My legs move out of socket a lot and it usually ends with me collapsing or having to lay down :") (Sorry if that doesnt make sense please feel free to ignore if it doesnt)
I'll try my best! Hope you like it!! Sorry this took so long to write 😅
Slashers with an S/O who has hip/leg problems (OG Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Sinclair brothers, Jason Voorhees)
Michael Myers
He would notice your pain without you having to say anything
Michaels silently standing in every room you're in so he's much more familiar with you than you may realize
Doesn't say anything about it but if you ask he'll let you hang on him for support
Other times when he notices you struggling he'll silently hold out an arm for you to lean on
He might actually just scoop you up and take you where you need to be
Michael also steals a bunch of painkillers for you
You come home one day to find a pile of various bottles and a handful of other pills you can't identify
He's helping :)
Thomas Hewitt
Tommy goes way out of his way to help you
He'll drop everything for you, much to Hoyt's displeasure
He can be a bit overbearing at times but if you ask him to dial it back he will
But otherwise he's at your beck and call
Thomas will carry you everywhere if that's what you want
Luda Mae will also accommodate you as much as possible usually by making sure your chores are ones you can do sitting down, like laundry
Feels really guilty that there's nothing he can do to take away the pain
If you ever collapse in front of him he'll scoop you up immediately
He'd be absolutely inconsolable that he didn't help you sooner
Bo Sinclair
At first he just thinks you're being lazy/coming up with excuses
If he's in a particularly bad mood he might snap and yell at you
After a while he realizes that you're in a lot of genuine pain and he'll start to feel a bit guilty about his treatment of you
He probably only realizes when you fully collapse though
He's too prideful to say anything though, let alone apologize
But he'll silently try to make things easier on you
He'll offer to let you lean on him when there's no where to sit
Otherwise he'll pull you down to sit on his lap
If you ask him to carry you he'll groan about it but will do it with no hesitation
Vincent Sinclair
Notices right away
He notices a lot of smaller things like that
He'll always have a comfortable seat ready for you in his studio
He acts as a total mother hen
Always prompting you to sit down or lay down
At your side constantly
If there's anything he can get you to help with the pain he's running to get it
Heat pad, ice pack, pain killers you name it he's got it
He'll give up any seat for you unprompted
Lester Sinclair
Immediate concern
He believes you right away once you explain the problem to him
He notices that you're in pain but wasn't really sure of the extent of it
Most of your time spent with him is sitting in his truck while he drives or jumps out to pick up roadkill
When you're in Ambrose he is checking in constantly to make sure you're okay/if you need to rest
Jason Voorhees
He notices you're in pain and is immediately worried you're injured somehow
Becomes really protective because of that
When he checks you for injuries, you can explain it to him
At that point the concern is dialed up to a 10
He'd carry you everywhere if you let him
Otherwise he gets very worried and encourages you to stay in the cabin or in bed
Doesn't want you to go anywhere without him in case your leg moves out of its socket and he's not there to help
But he also doesn't want to be overbearing, so he'll probably let you go
He's still so worried though
Definitely sneaking around behind you just to be safe
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s0apmactav1sh · 1 month
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Part 4 of 4
The finale of King!Price x Devoted!Knight Reader.
Cw: angst. Pure angst.
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It shouldnt be this painful. You knew death, he was both your comrade and enemy at the same time. The person who shadowed you constantly, who was merciful to the souls of other soldiers. Some said you carried on like death didnt exist. Like you were immortal, as a mockery to the one god you didnt have the will to overpower. And yet when you needed him most he was no where to be found. No dark hood and cloak in your surrounding vision just the mass murder of the enemy line you foolishly ran into.
"Where are you..?"
Its a pitiful mumble as you try moving but the spear thats embedded into your chest keeping you down doesnt make it easy. You had made a mockery of death when you took it upon yourself to rid the enemys of there leader who came to start war on your kingdom. You denied the orders of your king in a fit of your own rage and while you had killed the man who was so hellbent on bringing chaos to a peaceful land, you had been impaled by a spear.
Were you even worthy to be rewarded by the gods to allow you into their sanctuary or were you another fool who would be sucked down into the depths to join the king of the underworld? Only time would tell and it didnt seem that you had much with the way your head was beginning to spin and splotches of black began crowding your vision. Voices and sounds were all to distant no matter where the were coming from. Between the yells of orders and the sounds of those taking there last breaths you were among the many who would suffer the judgement of the gods.
King!Price who finds you in sea of bodies no longer breathing but his scattered mind tells him otherwise. You cant be dead, your his loyal knight the only way you would die would be at the hands of him when he tells you to die. Even though he can feel how cold you are he still demands you be picked up and brough back to the medical wing in the castle and 'healed' none of the other knights had seen their king as distraut as he was now. So worried over another dead.
But you werent just another dead to him. You were the man he loved, the man he cared for even when you couldnt you were his everything and more and his delusions that you were still alive kept that well fed. The medical wing wasnt empty but it wasnt full, injured knights hadnt all been brough back from the field of battle and yet you were being prioritized even though you were clearly lifeless just by the way you were hanging limply in the arms of the king as he placed you down onto a bed.
No one else was able to touch you other than him as he took off your helmet and revealed your pale face, eyes wide with fear and unmoving. He knew it deep down you were gone no longer his lover, no longer there to be the one to care for him. No you were the husk of what your soul used to be.
Death welcomes all of the souls he travels the path to the afterlife with expect for you. He had been hunting you down like a predator. With each dangerous situation you put yourself in and managed to get out of he was always there waiting for the day he could come and snatch your soul. And finally after years of waiting he had done it. He had taken the soul that had mock and avoided him for so long yet know you were his and it wasnt the gods that would decide your faith no, death had chosen you to be his sucessor. The next death would be you.
Your funeral was morbid. No one showed other than the king and other knights. It made sense with how little you talked of a spouse or a family around them that they would find out you didnt have either. But Price knew. He knew of your guilt that ate away at you even while being his strongest knight, he knew of the weight that was heavy on your shoulders keeping you from properly enjoying your existance on the planet. But he also knew you died alone and truly petrified over the dreadful life you had ending. Your grave was there to display your honor but there would be no one to ever vist because you never had anyone.
Of course over the years your memory faded from Prices mind although he desperately tried clinging to it. He found it difficult to live without you as his devoted knight until someone came a replaced you. Completely erasing you from the pages within. But you were never truly gone, you watched yourself be forgotten about. Hovered near price as he remained king and led the souls of the dead to their rightful places in the afterlife.
Fin.
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Its done. The ending of King Price x Knight Reader. I didnt know how else to end it so I decided with angst and yeah im happy with it :) i am broke so i cant pay for anyones therapy but i can give you a happy owl to make it better
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mrgladstonegander · 5 months
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MORE BOOTLEG DUCKTALES ‼️team science (oops! all identity issues!) edition
team magic here
archimedes gallas / gyro = more like other versions where he's nice but this man is carrying SOOOO much guilt. insane amounts. his entire character is focused on how much his self-worth is down the drain (also hes being haunted by the narrative (phoebe/della)). also he's half japanese. based off the onagadori
cherry pekin / huey = has a similar problem to archie where she has overwhelming feelings of needing to seem mature, and responsible, where she overworks herself
sydney eggtooth-diazi / fenton = REALLYY wants to seem like a Professional Normal Dude. repressing EVERY urge to wear silly ties. sees morality in a black and white sort of way and it WILL cause problems later. he puts archie on a pedestal and its super obvious and it just makes archie more mentally ill
salem milly / gandra = planning to really lean into how she joined fowl bc they were the only ones that supported her. mainly the contrast with how the Main Family supports each other with unconditional love, the love she has is purely conditional, and she's constantly convincing herself that she Wants to do bad things, and that she doesnt care about these people, because despite how she says she only listens to herself, shes stuck to FOUL, and thats her 'family'. based on mille fleur d'uccle
frankie loon / fethry = IT IS PART OF TEAM SCIENCE‼️ after getting back to mainland after being alone at sea for four years, he joins as a janitor. pulling back the marine biology in the sense that he is interested in EVERYTHING. man of a 10000 copies. winning the idgaf war (DOES care abt how his family is disinterested in his interests but its FINE because HE cares its fine its fine. he's accepted he'll be alone). its presence WILL send everyone else into a shock about their identity. hopefully it'll happen vice versa as well
widget-time-tech / widget / gizmoduck / lil bulb = theyre being consolidated and also theyre lil bug guys now!! i dont care if you hate bugs theyre cute as shit!! widget is Usually in the little ball, but also helps control the suit with sydney. it still has anger issues so it'll make things harder for sydney rather than just silly incompetence. and it was DEFINENTLY made to be a superhero ai. no other purposes. at all. certainly not messing with the fabric of time. just helping the ppl of the town :)
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mad clucktor / mad clucktor = iwhile he IS a villain he isn't necessarily a bad person. hes a physical manifestation of the part of archie that WANTS to be alive! that KNOWS his worth! he doesn't have to work himself to death to make up for his guilt!
and he's the reason why toby is even active. why he's back
toby / boyd = cannot be normal abt this sorry
he was made to be archie's idea of the "perfect boy". the perfect kid. what he wants to be what he WISHED he would be growing up. hes happy, he can do everything right, he's intelligent, he's strong. his existence is free of human doubt and anxiety, he's the perfect boy and if he was in archie's place everything would be fine
but it isnt! he gets used! toby's used for evil through no fault of his own. but he becomes a symbol of things that are "wrong" about archie. toby didn't resent anyone or be upset with how people treat him. toby doesnt have his own needs. he can do whatever people need him to do. toby was his symbol of hope but becomes a symbol of how everything with him goes wrong. he becomes an unachievable goal that archie is trying to be to make up for the existence of toby!!
and so the only way for either of them to be "truly human" is when archie learns that he doesn't have to be perfect. he never had to be. even if he's made mistakes, he still deserves to LIVE!! he doesn't have to hide his pain and discomfort for anyone!! and its okay for toby to be toby!
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obihoe · 7 months
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tbh i think madara's masochism, as funny as it is, is also quite .. meaningful? like i think it might say smth abt him feeling uncomfortable with his own power. in the sense of he doesnt actually want to be the one with the most power bc it means he will have to carry responsibility for everyone. we know that he wasnt feeling comfortable being clan-leader and he didnt feel like he's up to the task of becoming hokage either. when hashirama suggests he become hokage and he will immortalize him by carving his face into the hills he seems almost .. embarrassed at the notion yknow. which might just be abt the part with the face on the hill but he also immediately questions his ability for this task and mentions how he failed to protect his brethren as clan-leader prior to this. i think the god savior responsibility is easier/more convenient to take for him bc he doesnt have to trust or cooperate with anyone in order to fill it. i know he cooperates with obito on his way there but only bc obito becomes what he thinks is an extension of his own self/his will and the final position isnt meant to be shared, its supposed to be his task .. alone. and so thats why he's drawn to this and like .. feels more up to the task of doing it that way as opposed to what he tried doing before (as a clan-leader and potentially later as hokage). however. i Still feel like madara is driven towards this by some feelings of duty. madara feels its his duty to become the world's savior bc he's so strong. only he can successfully do this bc he's so strong. i've talked abt this before but i think madara in the end comes to desire godhood bc he cant get anything else that will give him fulfillment or happiness. he cant get the connection and closeness from hashirama that he wants, their bond is never as intimate as he wants it to be. so he gives up on connection, pursues power instead and comes to believe that this is what will make him happy. its what he means here in this scene i think:
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madara "interprets it differently" by NOT going the way of cooperation like the stone tablet apparently said but by doing the opposite. fusing all power (specifically hashirama's and his power) within himself and just doing it all on his own. reach his fulfillment and happiness all on his own. but i feel like deep down, maybe he is aware that this will not work. maybe as much as he desires to distance himself from his humanity, he knows or can feel that embracing his humanity will feel so much better than godhood. he tries to embrace his humanity thru battle.
but coming back to the point at the start, it might be that madara isnt just a battle freak and a bit of a pain enjoyer, maybe he also just wants someone to finally take all that power away from him. madara's power being taken away will mean two things: 1) a much greater sense of vulnerability towards the person who does it (which, to me, is inherently connected to being human bc u can only share a connection w another human if u allow some form of vulnerability) and 2). he's resolved of his duty. if he isnt the strongest anymore, he loses his capability of becoming the god savior, he loses his right to fill that position but he also is relieved of his responsibility to do so. he doesnt Have to do it anymore is what i mean. i think masochism .. it often revolves around wanting to give up control. and i think madara does want to give up control. in other words, madara is drawn to the god savior position bc it promises unlimited control to him. he doesnt have to depend on anyone who could betray him, all he needs is his power and neither does he have to trust that humanity will manage to remain peaceful by itself either bc he will just decide what everyone's lives (dreams) will be like from now on. the control-part is thus what madara aims to gain personally from this, its what makes this attractive to him. BUT. he still seeks out battle with hashirama during the war arc (yknow hashirama, who is stronger than him and who according to madara's own words would be capable of stopping him), he doesnt enjoy himself when he's fighting the 5 kage bc theyre inferior to him so we know there's not actually all that much joy to be gained here for him from the superiority of his own power. we do see him enjoy himself during his battle with gai tho who almost kills him (and would have, if madara didnt have extraordinary self-healing powers here) and he enjoys himself also with hashirama. only stronger opponents who can actually get to him and are capable of hurting him are enjoyable as a partner in fights for him.
so to conclude this, madara aims to achieve godhood and power bc he is fearful of getting betrayed and thus thinks it is safer to just do all the work on his own, he cant get the connection to other people he longs for but he isnt a god, he's a human. the only way to connect to other people he knows and feels safe with is violence and the only premise under which he will show vulnerability is if he's forced into it. so i think it is natural for him to seek out conflict with stronger opponents bc only then can he show himself human (or feel human) and only then can he feel some kind of connection to others. hashirama here has an obviously very special position bc he is BOTH stronger than him, has successfully taken him down several times prior to this, and he's also the only one there that madara has had a touch of connection with prior to this. a connection that madara still has a desire for. the power/control is only a substitute for what he actually wants bc he's a human. not a god. he wants to connect with others, he doesnt want to be all on his own. but giving up the control is scary. he's done that before in his first life and it didnt end well for him. madara will not give up his power voluntarily, he cant, its too scary! but he's looking for somebody else who will do that for him and thats why he tries goading hashirama into another battle during the war, not despite, but Because he is capable of taking him down. madara accepts his defeat after kaguya has been taken down ... he feels at peace as he enters the afterlife bc finally, he experiences a true and unhindered connection with the person he wants that connection with most and he's also relieved of his duty to solve the world's problems.
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greenteacreme · 1 year
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The day is rough but Kaveh is Sweet
A list of comfort things Kaveh would do if seeing his s/o hurt,upset ,Anxious etc.
Kaveh as the very concious person he is almost automatically knows you're upset. But per his usual Doomsday fashion he'll assume it's him
"Oh you're..upset? Oh no is it something I did? If it is I didn't mean to make you upset I'm sorry-"
Oddly enough you always have to console him for a second, remind him no you're fine, you didn't do anything wrong. To which he's immdiately on the case, if he isn't the issue then something else has made you upset and his concern deepens.
Kaveh is amazing at giving very good advice even though he himself is not very good at making use of it
"Don't spread yourself so thin! You're smart kind and reliable, you shouldn't let others get to you. Come on let me see you smile"
He is extremely knowledgeable on how to handle episodes and depression spirals as he's been there himself
Kaveh will sit with you through it, just because he was alone going through his fathers passing and mother leaving doesnt mean he wants you to. Infact thats the very reason he sticks to your side. The pain is very familliar and so his embrace feels even more secure
Kaveh will understand whatever you say to him. He is the best to confide in on anything from a fellow tortured soul to another
He may suggest however to go out for drinks, as much as we love this man his coping mechanisms aren't the greatest so you'll still need to reel him back a little because he will get carried away with a wine bottle
However if you had issues with alchohol he would become rather self aware if you were trying to quit. Though he still may go and get a drink from time to time he will do his best not to make you relapse or bring it around
Kaveh is a big hugger his love language certainly is that in close hugs and soft placcid kisses. He mimics the comfort of a mother that he eventually lost. Expect to be held in his arms with your ear to his chest and him gently scratching at your hair while you cry it out
"It's ok...just get it out of your system...i'm not going anywhere. You're ok..you're safe"
He may hum a song or show you how he's improving on his instrunment, maybe even purposely fumbling his notes to embarass himself just to see you smile or laugh. It brightens his day to
Kaveh is a sponge who absorbs emotion so even after he's helped you he might need some time to himself also just to recoup
The depression naps will be the best because he will be drained enough after taking care of you to just sleep
He won't complain however its just how he is. More cuddle time for you anyhow!
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gomzdrawfr · 6 months
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Now that mw3 is released…bear with me here as I word vomit im so sleep deprived high and sick dksjdjsjsh anyways
I wanna do another comic, idk what but definitely another angsty one, with Ghoap of course (dont expect em so soon lmao it’s going into my wip)
Its just sad to me, I had this convo with a friend of mine and he mentioned how
“Every happy art about them will never be the same anymore”
Because as much as we WOULD ignore cannon, it’s there, one way or another you have to acknowledge it
Every happy art wont be the same anymore because they never got that happiness and peace in the end
And cHRIST does that rip my heart out into million pieces…
Im thinking of drawing the aftermath, more specifically Ghost…..
From the cutscene we see Soap’s stuff….and Id imagine Ghost takes them…maybe not all but some of them
The photo, the watches, the gloves….
The dog tags.
Which is what im planning to do.
Ghost who wears the dog tag or keep it close to his heart in his chest pocket, the rattling and the bump of the metal that moves with him serves as a reminder that Soap—
Johnny is with him.
And id imagine that before any mission, in the short moment of calm, he’ll pat his pocket or take out the dog tag, rubbing his hand over the cold metal, murmuring a small:
“You with me, Johnny?”
And let’s talk about grieve right? There’s an amazing poem I found, here’s what it says
“Sometimes we dont want to heal because the pain is the last link to what we lost”
— JmStorm
And i think that fits perfectly with Ghost.
People say that it’ll pass, it’ll get better but what if Ghost doesnt want it to get better?
What if he wants to hold onto the “what ifs” and “what could’ve been”
What if he never moved on from that and wakes up a night haunted by the blues of Johnny’s eyes
What if he never want to move on and remained there on the concrete floor….
Because he fears that moving on and acceptance will only increase the chances of forgetting someone entirely
Sooner or later, he’ll forget about his voice….his smell….his smiles his eyes his arms his face
And that thought alone scares him, and so he rekindles back with what he knows best
Anger, sadness and pain
Thriving off the anger and going on a rampage, with disregard of his own safety and being reckless
Thriving off the sadness to remember the last sound he heard from Soap…which was faint and distance, but there nonetheless
Thriving off the pain to fuel his reasons for what he became, for what he could’ve done as he drowns in agony and regret
But i think…..in some moments, where the night is quiet and when the bed’s warm….
He’ll think about the good moments and the banters between them, he has carried their memory as if they’re in a gold locket
On days like this, he’ll bring them out and hold them gently
Cradle with such care that his hands shakes, that his face dampens
No matter how bad it was, there is always Simon who loved Johnny
Yeah…..fuck im sobbing skdjsijsjsha OKAY I’LL STOP—
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Where's Bob?! (part 2)
pairing: Bradley (Rooster) Bradshaw x fem!reader (callsign: Cheetah), dagger squad x platonic!reader
read part 1 here
Read part 3 here
Summary: The gang is slowly starting to puzzle together the pieces of the crazy night they had together but they still cant find an answer to the most important question... where's Bob??!!
A/N: part 2!! Thanks for the love on part 1 guys :)) next part is gonna be the last part where the main question will finally be answered! Enjoy xx feedback always appreciated
Trigger warnings for alcohol, some swear words, alluding to smut, smoking, nudity // English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes
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Slightly wincing, you placed your third empty shotglass down and turned around to Jake who handed you another one "Oh god" you quickly downed it as you closed your eyes, shaking your head as you felt the liquor burn down your throat "I love tequila" you breathed out, voice strained as Jake slammed his shot glass down on the bar "I love you" he slurred, eyes slowly opening and closing. You pouted placing a hand on your chest, affected by drunk Hangman's words "I love you too" "No I love you Cheetah" his finger pointed to you as you copied his movements, raising your finger to him as you used your other hand to support yourself "No but like Hangman, I love you" he looked at you for a second, eyes slightly crossed as he suddenly moved forward. You let out a loud yelp as you were thrown over Jake's shoulder. He dragged you back to the dancefloor to the rest of the squad "Rooster, I love your girlfriend man" placing you back on your feet in front of him you couldnt help but stumble back, hitting someone in the chest with your back in the process. You turned around and let out a loud gasp as you saw Bob standing behind you "Bob" your hand bawled up in a fist around the fabric of his shirt as you pulled him closer "I love you" you said and he smiled, swaying a little from left to right "I love you too, I love all of you" he yelled out the last part and you cheered, throwing your arms around your boyfriend and Bob "Group hug!" Phoenix yelled out and soon you were all laughing like crazy as the group made one big pile, everyone holding onto someone... best night of our lives
“I’m just saying, Phoenix and Cheetah making out after that group hug… hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life” for that comment alone Rooster threw his empty water bottle at Jake’s head “Okay guys focus, what happened after we left the next club”
“I bet you a box of chicken nuggets right now you cant win in a fight against me” you stopped dead in your tracks, raising your eyebrows at Coyote “Oh yeah?” you puffed out your chest a little “You’re on mister” Rooster lost his balance for a second as he stepped of the sidewalk, 3 bags of McDonalds in his left arm and carrying Phoenix on his back while supporting her with his right “I got everything guys, I g- OW DAMN” Coyote’s body was slammed into the ground as soon as you placed your arm around his shoulder, another around his waist and tackled him to the floor as you put your feet infront of his legs “Go baby!” Rooster yelled, stuffing his mouth with fries. As Coyote went down, he managed to pull you down with him making you scrape your knees on the asphalt in the process. You rolled on your back and let out a painful huff before looking at Coyote, who was supporting a drunk smile “Get me my freaking chicken nuggets you little bitch”
You looked at the 3 empty bags of Mcdonalds that were spread around the room and you pointed at them “We brought the Mcdonalds here, so there cant be too much time between that and us booking the hotel” You said and Phoenix nodded “Exactly, but was Bob with us at that time?” She asked and you shrugged, rubbing the side of your head “For all we know, he’s dead somewhere!” “Oh dont be so dramatic” Jake said and if Phoenix could shoot lasers out of her eyes, he truly would be dead “Hangman, he doesnt have his phone which means no one can reach him and he cant reach us… he doesnt have his glasses and I dont know if you’ve noticed… but without them he’s FUCKING LEGALLY BLIND” Coyote held Bob’s broken glasses in front of his eyes and winced “Yeah that bitch cant see shit without them… how in the hell did he pass the military exam?!”
It was now nearing 4am, still drunk out of your minds. Phoenix was leaning up against the window of the nightshop, holding on for dear life as the world slowly started spinning for her. Coyote was sat on the ground, head in his hands. A door opening up next to her shook them awake again as the little bell above said door let out a rinkle “Okay, I got everything I think” Rooster said and reached into the plastic bag “I feel 20 again” Phoenix chuckled as she opened up the packet of Camel cigarettes, popping one into her mouth and handing one over to you “Thanks babe” you reached into your totebag to find your lighter and lit the cigarette, handing it to Phoenix who offered a cigarette to Jake. He shook his head and held up the vape Rooster gave him “A vape? Really?” You laughed and he took a drag, blowing out the smoke in your face “Strawberry kiwi baby” Coyote opened the bottle of whiskey and took a sip “Okay, where to next?” He asked and you all looked at each other “The beach!”
You scanned around the room, checking your bag one last time to see if you really didnt forget anything in your hotelroom before closing the door behind you “You good babe?” you looked at your boyfriend who looked quite disheveled with his hair a mess and you reached up to fix it a little. He placed his hand on your back and rubbed it lightly “I’m sorry” he said and you tilted your head a little “What are you sorry for?” he shrugged his shoulders “You didnt wanna come out last night but you went for me and now we cant find Bob… And if I just respected your wishes of staying at home you wouldnt be stuck in this stupid situation with us” you smiled and cupped his chin “Dont ever apologize to me for something like that again okay. I could have went home after the Hard Deck but I stayed because I was having an amazing time with you guys.” You kissed his lips gently and he nodded “Okay… lets go find Bob” you walked towards the elevator where the rest of the squad was waiting for you guys and let out a small laugh, you all looked really pathetic right now. Jake still wearing your sunglasses, Phoenix had Roosters hoodie on with the hood over her head and eyes so small you were beginning to question if she could even see, Coyote was using his arms as support against the wall as he dry heaved a little with a bag ready in his hand in case it was needed and you still wearing Roosters boxers since your pants were literally nowhere to be found.
“I dont like to say this, but do you guys think we’re too old for this shit?” Jake asked as the elevator doors opened, making you all step inside of it. Rooster pressed the floor button and sighed “I’ve had some big hangovers in my life before, but this one triumphs every single one of them” he answered. The elevator came to a stop as you reached the lobby of the hotel “Who even paid for that room anyway?” You asked “Oh god, did we even pay?” You whisper yelled and before anyone could answer a woman at the front desk greeted you “Ah Captain Mitchell, hope you had a good stay at the hotel! You can drop of the key here and once again, big thanks for the generous donation. I didnt know the military was that free with their money but thanks anyway” confusion riddled through your body as the woman stared at Rooster, who blinked mindlessly before deciding to play along “oh- Oh! No problem ma’am. Do you by chance have a receipt from the donation? We always keep them” she nodded and typed away on her computer before walking to the printer, grabbing the piece of paper and handing it over to Rooster “I scanned it in yesterday, but here’s a copy! Once again, I hoped you guys enjoyed your stay and we hope to see you soon. Thank you all for your service to this country” you quickly grabbed the piece of paper and your eyes moved to the bottom of the document, Jake leaned over your shoulder to read it with you and you two looked at each other in utter shock before turning to Rooster “Bradley Bradshaw… you are in so much trouble” you laughed, since it seemingly was the only thing you could do right now. You handed the piece of paper to Coyote and he and Phoenix read it to before they turned their head to Rooster so fast “You put Mav’s credit card information up as payment?” Rooster swallowed hard “I’m so dead” Phoenix turned back to the lady at the front desk “Excuse me, when we arrived here last night.. was it just us checking in?” She looked at the five of you and nodded “Yes, well you looked a little different since you had your regular glasses on but I’m 100% sure it was just you guys” all the heads turned to Jake “Glasses?” He asked, slightly dipping the sunglasses so that they were balancing on the tip of his nose “Yes and if I may… I know serial killer glasses are all the hype right now but I think you look better without them” she winked at him and went back to typing on the computer “Excuse me, hi-sorry” Jake said and the woman looked up again, this time slightly annoyed “Did I happen to say what my name was?” she scanned the group, hand on her waist as she sighed “You said your name was Bob”
As you made your way out of the hotel you guys quickly realized the only way to get back home was to walk alongside the beach and somewhere along the way you guys decided to walk towards te water for a second. “Okay so we know Bob wasnt with us went we booked the hotel room but then where did we lose him?” Walking in silence, you let the sun radiate on your body and you slowly started to feel yourself truly come back alive again “Uh Cheetah?” Coyote asked and you looked up at the boy, taking a sip from your water bottle “Arent those your pants?” he picked up a pair of black trousers that were covered in sand and showed them to you “What? Let me see” you whisked them out of his hands “They are? How did they get here” Jake snapped his fingers, pointing to you “We went skinny dipping!”
You were leaning against Roosters chest and in between his legs as he supported his weight on his arms, keeping him up. Sitting in a tiny circle, Phoenix had her head in Jake’s lap and Coyote was set next to them with his legs crossed “I think this is one of the best nights I’ve ever had… the squad missed out on this one I’ll tell you that” Rooster said and the group agreed “We’re so far away from home tho… how will we get home?” Phoenix yawned and Jake took another sip of the bottle of whiskey the group was sharing “There’s a hotel right there, maybe if we’re lucky we can still get a room” Jake said, you noticed the sky was slowly coming back alive again and scanned the waves crashing the shore when suddenly an idea came to mind “Have you guys ever gone skinny dipping?” You asked with raised eyebrows, the group looked at each other.. tension building up and Coyote was the first one up, running to the water. You quickly jumped up, dragging Rooster up with you as Phoenix and Jake started running to the water as well. Your laughs echoed loudly in the air as you began removing your clothes. You saw Coyote’s bare ass jump into the ocean, his clothes ditched a little too close to the water. Jake pulled of his shirt, threw it away and started jumping out of his pants. Phoenix’s bra flew in the air and yours followed. Soon you were all naked in the water, swimming around and splashing each other with ocean water. A pare of hands found its way around your waist and you turned around facing Rooster. You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he swam you guys out a little further into the ocean, away from the 3 other aviators “You know, we can fuck like literally right now and nobody will know” he said and you just leaned in, kissing him hard. He took this as a sign to position himself better against you and a moan slipped out of your mouth as he slowly but surely slipped inside of you. A slight smile crept against your face as you held him close, the rest of the squad blissfully unaware of what was happening a little further into the ocean
“How do we explain to the rest of the group that we lost Bob” after walking a good hour, you saw the hard deck closing in on you in the distance “How do I explain I booked a hotel room under Mav’s name?!” Rooster fired back “One problem at a time buddy” Jake patted Roosters back, jogging up ahead to catch up with Coyote who was already on the steps up to the entrance of the cafe. The sun was now really starting to annoy you and all you wanted was atleast 2 liters of water, a cold shower and 5 days of sleep. Out of breath, you followed the rest of the squad up the stairs and braced yourself as you entered the same bar it all started last night. Upon entering, heads turned in your direction “What the hell guys?! I was this close to sending a search party for you guys” Payback yelled and Coyote moved towards him, putting a finger to Payback’s mouth and sushing him “We are not yelling today” he then moved to the bar where Penny was observing the 5 dead looking aviators “Water… ice cold dear Penny” Coyote whimpered, his voice barely above a whisper as he placed his head on top of the bar and covered it with his arms “Rooster!” A firm voice sounded from behind them and they turned around, facing a clearly pissed off Maverick “Mav look we can explain” You said and Mav shot a deadly glance to you “I want an explanation… now!” He said and you all looked at each other, no one daring to speak up before eventually you did “Mav, we’re so sorry” the bathroom door opened, but you paid no mind to it as you struggled to find the right words. Phoenix on the other hand let herself get distracted and turned to the person entering the bar from the bathroom “I’m so sorry Mav… but we lost-“
“BOB?!”
To be continued...
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dirtytransmasc · 1 year
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TW - implied suicide
I think I read too much Spider angst, cause my brain is thinking what if even with all "a son for a son" thing, shit still stays the same? Spider is still being neglected. Just this time he was burdened with the guilt of saving his biological father and having traumatic flashbacks of his time with RDA and that time when Neytiri's going feral (boy is a walking trauma collector or smtg, someone please give this boy a hug) and what if, no one notice how bad it has gone? Like, he's just so tired of everything and he want it all to be over with.
You know how a cat when it knows that it will dies, will hole up somewhere? Imagine Spider is like that and no one notice when he just disappears one day, thinking that hes doing normal Spider thing. Maybe someone decide to check up on him (Kiri? Lo'ak? Jake?) and find Spider in one of the hut, curled up on himself.
But its not when they call his name and Spider doesnt reply (i always think Spider a light sleeper), they knew that smth is wrong. So when they go to check up on the eerily still boy closely, Eywa knows the terror and grief and the loud wail when they realised that Spider is not breathing.
oh fucking ow, the cat part, I hate it cause it's true.
if spider was to ever give up, either deliberately ending his life or subsuming to old injuries and the elements around him (cause I could see him doing both tbh), he would go as far away as he could carry himself. he'd want to never be found, never be a burden; he'd just want peace.
but if he couldn't will himself to actually hide, he would find the most secluded empty hut he could, and even then, he'd tuck into a corner, and he would just give out. maybe he just takes his mask off, its only painful for a minute or two and then its over, he just has to be alone for 10 minutes tops, and then he'll be a bother to no one anymore, and he'll be free of his human body and heavy emotions.
the kids finding him though, that hurts with something vicous.
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bwoahtastic · 1 year
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Omega trauma au: Max having started to accept the casual help and affection and touch, learning that not only is it normal but he really craves it. He talks with Seb about what he really wants for his next birth and the plan is so comforting to have, everyone in the Pack respecting his wants and needs. But when the time comes his labor and birth happens so quickly he was still mostly alone and in pain that it makes him retreat again because clearly he is just a bad pack omega, the universe just proved that. He's not meant for pack comfort after all.
oh plss! Sweetheart loves it so much when he gets a random cuddle or just a gentle hand on his shoulder. He still has a lot to get used to but dares to trust the pack more every day. Max even dares to ask Seb more about what the pack can do when he goes into labor again and makes it clear he wants the Pack close, doesnt want to be alone this time. Seb even sits down with him to write some things down so the whole pack can be informed of what he wants. They arrange who max wants close, which Alphas to be just outside the door to protect him, and who he wants to watch his kiddos.
But when the day arrives, everything goes so quickly! Its a week or two before Max's estimated due date and while there is always a few pack members close, no one is really prepared as well as they had hoped. Max going into labor when he is taking a shower and he is panicking unsure what to do. He is on edge and feels unsafe and isnt sure how to change that. one of the pups smelling momma is scared so she runs down to find Seb and bring him to Max, but everything is going so quickly and Seb realises there is no time to make the nest Max wanted, or bring in the whole pack (he does try). After giving birth to all the other pups, labor doesnt take long at all and Max is with only Seb for all of it...
Max feeling soguilty because he feels like he let the pack down and itsthe universe telling him he doesnt deserve a pack. Seb seeing Max is sad and doing his best to soothe him, praising Max so much and asking him if its okay if he calls in an Alpha to help move Max to the nest (that Lando and another Omega scrambled to put together) and bring in his older pups.
Max being in awe when Dan carries him so gently from the bathroom to a fluffy nest, Seb following with the tiny swaddled pup to place back in Max's arms. THe other pup come toddling in too to join momma for cuddles and the moment the pack arrives, they all come to see Max and the new pup!
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twinksintrees · 2 years
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Please tell more about your playlists! I've been listening to some of them and I'm rll curious about why you put certain songs in playlists and ur anlysises on them!
thank you for the ask!! Bc this ended being way longer than I thought it would be, I’m only going to be focusing on one playlist here, but I will write up similar post for most of my other playlists as well. Today we will be focusing on my Glenn Close playlist.
Edit: a link to the playlist has been added below bc I forgot to put that in when I first posted lmao
Analysis under the cut
Carry on my wayward son: this might be one of the simplest to explain, and its because the cast themselves have joked and talked about how this song fits glenn, even going so far as to make the title to one of the most important glenn centric episodes. It has to be on there imo.
Highway to hell: this one is also simple to explain, glenn became a demon and went through his owm highway to hell, as it were. It also fits into his dad rock theme, as does carry on my wayward son.
I miss having sex but at least i dont want to die anymore: i dont have a real reason for this one honestly, i think i heard this song on a random playlist and it made me think of glenn? I think theres a version of glenn in my head that lives as a human and goes back to the human realm as normal with the other dads and this would be from his pov after he grows and gets older and does some healing i guess?? It doesn’t make a lot of sense ik.
Anna sun: this is one of the songs most closely (heh) associated with glenn in my head. This song makes me think of young glenn, fresh after morgan died, being left with a 7 y/o Nick and no idea how to cope with either of their grief. The chorus of “this house is falling apart” sung with more and more intensity makes me envision a scene where its young glenn, standing in a small, lonely apartment holding a tiny nick in his arms as he looks around, no idea what to do without his wife and best friend here to help him. The lyrics “we got no money, but we got heart” make me think of glenn, failing rockstar, determined to make a way for himself and for his son.
Sickly sweet holidays: i found this one on another glenn playlist, and the christmas theme was perfect, but also, the lyrics “im crying every day, i wish that you were here, when christmas comes this time each year” are so heartbreaking applied to him and morgan if its him singing that after shes gone.
Last christmas: it fit the christmas theme and i just liked the jimmy eat world version lmao.
Home: this song. just breaks me. The pain and the heartbreak and the tragedy of losing someone you care so deeply about just is glenn with morgan. The lyrics “and i got mad when they said that you weren't coming back to me, cause i hate hearing the truth” are crushing in this case especially because glenn does hate hearing the truth. He’s the type of person who avoids his problems until they slap him in the face. He does that with his grief, doesnt acknowledge his or his son’s pain, and it isnt good for him. For either of them.
Ghost of york: this song is on the playlist solely because it slaps and because of the lyrics “and from the corner of my eye/i saw you dressed all in white/i saw you pass right by/maybe i had too much wine/you never said goodbye” for me, this song speaks to a sad, depressed glenn mourning his wife and drowning his pain with drink, wishing he just had the chance to say goodbye one more time.
Afraid: “when i wake i'm afraid somebody else might take my place” i mean, this literally happened with him and jodie. The chorus is glenn talking shit about jodie. “It hurts but i wont fight you” is glenn accepting jodie as Nick’s new father.
Pope is a rockstar: i dont care i dont care if the lyrics are ‘pope is a rockstar’ Glenn sang ‘go little rockstar’ to nick when he was young and you can't change my mind.
Never love an anchor: oooohh boy. Oh boy. Pain. let's go. With the first lyrics alone “on some level i think i always understood/that these hands of mine were clumsy not clever/and i tried to do the best that i could/ but try as i might i could not bring myself to hold you” this is a very glenn song. Glenn Close was not meant to be a father, no matter how much he loved his son. In fact, with the next set of lyrics we’ll be looking at “a ship could never really love an anchor/so i did the only thing that i could/and severed the rope that set you sailing from my harbor” they can be tied directly to him making the choice to let nick go at the trial. “There are times when i still wonder about you/you are someone i have loved but never known” glenn still loves nick, but that's not the same nick he raised. He is someone glenn has loved, but never truly known after the swap with jodie. “You’ll never see the reasons i had/for keeping my claws away when they were close enough to hurt you” nick will never really know the choice, the sacrifice glenn made when he called for the switch. He will never know the pain glenn saved him from losing two parents. “I am selfish i am broken i am cruel” represents all of glenns self hatred and negativity. I think at certain points pf the podcast he genuinely believes all of those things about himself. “I am all the things they might have said to you” is glenn being terrified nick will end up exactly like him and so deeply hoping he doesn't.
The light behind your eyes: this song is from glenn’s pov in prison. “If i could be with you tonight/i would sing you to sleep/never let them take the light behind your eyes” the idea of him being able to get out and sing this for his friends around a campfire, or sing this softly to his son one last time keeps him going. “I failed and lost this fight/never fade in the dark/just remember you will always burn as bright” is glenn literally losing the court case and getting sentenced to the prison, he is the one fading in the dark, and the only thing keeping him going is the memory, the brightness, of his friends and of his son. I also think glenn sang this to nick as a lullaby when he was a little kid.
Death as a fetish: this song also represents glenns incredibly negative internal voice. The repetition of “i will never be good enough” is all of his internal thoughts that he will never open up about or share with anyone.
The soccer journals: read for a better explanation below
Hey there delilah: read the post linked below for an explanation. @that-one-queer-punk pointed this one out to me and actually wrote a fic based on it, and I’ve linked it below if you wanna check it out, it’s good shit.
Cold cold man: this for me is young glenn when he and morgan are just starting to get together. He’s very devoted to her and he truly believes “the only bed worth sleeping’s the one right next to you” he can appear to be smooth, suave guy who sleeps around, but he honestly enjoys a monogamous relationship and would never betray her that way.
Therapy: glenn needs therapy. Plain and simple.
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themetalvirus · 2 years
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Reading through your egghog tag makes me think of jinx fron arcane where i dont know if u have seen if but she was a kid when her sister was captured and thrown to jail but she thought she died right after fighting cus she accidentally killed all her family and anyways i cant keeo picturing sonic in such a state of mind that is SO broken and doesnt know what to do, his brothers have left him and all he has is his dad so he get back to them by destroying what little things he had that remind him of them, and denying they were even close and eggman just being the most unsuportive father ever like BAVFVAH this is such an i teresting concept i love it
ive never seen arcane so i have no idea what it's about, but the rest of this ask is pretty much spot on!
sonic being reminded of the absence of people he thought loved and trusted him unconditionally is too painful for him to bear. so one night he goes into their rooms and destroys everything he can to try and get rid of some of that anguish. but all it does is make him more lonely.
shadow and silver didn't really know just how much their presence kept sonic sane until they left and witnessed how he changed. eggman is pretty much always busy, so sonic only has robots and his brothers' metal counterparts to interact with, and it REALLY starts to fuck with his head. he spends way too much time alone and it just makes his resentment grow and morph into something almost primordial. the absence in his heart grows.
i should explain the details of shadow and silver's world shattering realizations that their dad lies to get what he wants. they were essentially trained from birth to think that their dad was the only example of Real Truth and Genius so shattering that perception is A. extremely difficult to achieve and B. absolutely devastating when it does happen. so how they end up there and how they deal with it after is pretty interesting i think
anyway yeah. sonic carries a lot of grief after his brothers wise up and it only pushes him further into the depths of Eggman Hell
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nagoo · 2 years
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What's his lore?
Tell us!!!!
aaAAAAA alright but theres a large amount of lore that i cant tell you, because I plan to make comic for it in the future! I dont wanna spoil it before it get around to making it! In order to understand how The Snood came to be, one would have to understand how the world of the Snood AU works. It is important to note that in my au Jenova is NOT evil (though technically, she, like all the gods in my au - The Snood included - is not good either) Jenova is the main original goddess in the Snood AU, with the various summons from the games serving as lesser gods (things like Shiva and Ifrit) there is extensive lore about them as well and the purposes they served, but basically, they had always been there - there was a set number of gods, and none had ever been created or killed before. Jenova, was praised as THE goddess in ancient times and all was gucci upon the land, but.. Jenova fell in love with the idea of having a son, after millenia of watching the mortals. Gods back then were much more abstract - not quite understanding how such things work. Jenova's head priestess, one mortal woman named Lucretia who was her closest confidant, friend, and by our standards, lover as well (im setting a precedent - The gods fuck constantly. imagine being a god and not indulging in whatever the fuck you want. The Snood is slutty as hell and theres nothing anyone can do about it. indulgence is THE theme for this AU). As Jenova's head priestess, it was Lucretia's job to do what had never been done, something that had been generally accepted as impossible - she was to help Jenova create an artificial god, who would become the closest thing to a son for Jenova as possible. It was very a very difficult task, and it took a long time to do - Sephiroth was dormant, not yet conscious, being formed within his strange artificial egg (ye olde Science Pod) - he would not have a childhood as we know it - he would be formed into an adult body from the start. however, something went wrong! Plot happened! plot which i am not telling you the details of because its for the future comic! I will say an extremely traumatic event happened - hereby referred to as The Skyfall Event - which wiped out every single god, and most of the mortals from the planet - including Jenova. All except one - the still dormant Snood! however, his survival too, was not unscathed - the price of his survival, was that he had to absorb all the ambient chaotic energy left behind - and all the pain and trauma of all the lives lost in the process. When the Snood eventually emerged, he was lost and confused and alone, on a devastated planet. it took many millennia of trial and error for him to learn what he was, what to do, to figure out how to use his power, and for him to heal the damage that was done, and eventually, for mortal civilizations to return. In the current day, there are a few things the Snood never managed to figure out. He still doesnt know how he came to be, exactly. he doesnt know why he is often overcome with incredible sorrow and panic, and he does not understand why he always carries such an overwhelming sense of loss. So... He seeks comfort in his beloved cultists. (this is a rough summary of his origin story, with a LOT of omitted parts! if there is enough interests, i may start posting my 3am Snood Thoughts™ threads from twitter onto here! Theres a lot to go over aaaaa)
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meltamorphosis · 1 year
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do u ever think abt if iv is ever rlly at risk of his disease being fatal hsi greatest worry isnt that hes dying but actually that hes leaving ft4 and how much his death could affect all of them bc the line in dear layla that said megu is tired of losing loved ones and he doesnt want to experience that again and how yui still feels the regret of losing his grandfather and being too afraid to face the truth of it and how dai has only ever seen THEM as his family because the people in fake star were sure damn not and how rio has lost so so so many people in his life when he was too young and beared the weight of grief he couldnt carry alone and how iv must have been one of the many but still a reason for them to persevere and continue on for their dreams of attaining a grand stage that wipes away all the hurts of who they are because now they were nothing else, no one else but ft4.
and now iv was going, he was leaving from a point of no return and before he could even worry about himself he finds he worries more about ft4 and all he could do to keep them from falling apart at the realization of loss and pain and suffering again and that was never something iv would ever wish for them to go through once more and some part of him just wishes he could continue fighting, if not for himself that he regards so littly, if not for the stage, then maybe for the anthem they swore would mingle together till the end of their days. not one, not four, but five melodies that would live on.
anyway. bnnuy niki shiina
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Hi after seeing ur ship-pos post on my dash (i am A mutual) i wanted to make a confession. You dont have to answer this but i felt this would be a safe place to share with *someone* because I thought about this too long one night and made myself sad bc i was too scared to share on my blog
But I just rlly want arkham knight & redhjason to be intensely protective of one another. It's not pseudo-incest if you're technically the same person right. I don't know how they would exist in the same universe but *handwaves* dc does dimension crashes for less interesting reasons.
Archie survived so much bullshit nd Red just wants to pamper this amazing incredible intelligent determined *breathtaking* guy & maybe convince him to at least temporarily leave the vigilante-ing to Red and his crew because AK deserves a fucking bREAK
but Archie's perfectly capable of being a stubborn wet cat when he wants to be. He earned every right to be difficult when it suits him. So he doesnt put his life on the line directly (because its kinda nice when someone honestly cares abt you and you want to make them happy in thanks) but he builds Red the COOLEST gadgets (im pretty sure he invented a lot of his militias tech?? Or is that an amazing B:AK fanfic I once read talking directly to my brainrot) and if Batman even breathes in Red's direction all of Archie's remote control drones will come over & hunt him for sport
I also HC that AK has moderate to severe chronic pain in many of his limbs (esp shoulders & ankles) and reduced function in specific muscle groups due to his period of torture, and while Red can't get him into the habit of using a wheelchair (bad memories 😬) and he vehemently protests against getting a mobility scooter, they at least have crutches stored in every place they crash at throughout Gotham. If Archie refuses to use them during a flare-up Red will pick him up and carry him to where he was going. Wanna be difficult? Fine. I can too - didn't you know? Silly, I'm you!
WHAAAT!! ANON I LOVE ALL OF THIS.
I’m bummed that you don’t feel comfortable going off on your own blog because this is *chef’s kiss* EXACTLY my jam. So thank you for posting it to meeee!
ALSO ALSO ALSO they would both be so flustered by someone wanting to protect them and having someone in their lives who feels like they deserve protection! They’re both so used to just…sucking it up and going at it alone! (And canon!Jay would be incandescently pissed about what happened to AK!Jay.)
I also HC that AK has moderate to severe chronic pain in many of his limbs (esp shoulders & ankles) and reduced function in specific muscle groups due to his period of torture, and while Red can't get him into the habit of using a wheelchair (bad memories 😬) and he vehemently protests against getting a mobility scooter, they at least have crutches stored in every place they crash at throughout Gotham. If Archie refuses to use them during a flare-up Red will pick him up and carry him to where he was going. Wanna be difficult? Fine. I can too - didn't you know? Silly, I'm you!
Okay…as someone with a disability that affects their mobility + chronic pain…yes I love all of this so much. (And I would REALLY LOVE TO SEE THIS KIND OF THING IN COMICS!!! DC! I’m looking at you!)
Okay…okay…I just really really love all of this concept. These two just deserve to be happy and taken care of and to be around someone who gets them on a fundamental level.
(Please tell me you’ve seen that @jjmk-jjmk art of RH!Jay/AK!Jay? I’ll dig it up…AH here it is! Go here for goodness. Imagine that this is right before they kiss.)
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